For Yang Feng, Li Zicheng's defeat is not a big deal. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But you can't lose too badly.

It can't be said to be a defeat like the original history, after all, he is still shouldering the historical mission of fighting local tyrants, Yang Feng hopes that the Shun army will continue to sweep forward like locusts, and sweep away all the old dirt and dirt that the Ming Empire has accumulated for hundreds of years, and then the great Holy Lord Mingjun will save the people from fire and water with colorful glow, and by the way, see if there is any residue and clean it again.

If Li Zicheng is defeated and killed in Jiugong Mountain again, then ......

So how do you play this game?

Dolgon will definitely not take up this great historical mission, he will only rush to hang the people in front of Yang Feng, in fact, he has already begun to do this, just look at the loss of Gubeikou and Miyun, and then those gentry will be the Holy Emperor of the Eight Desolations and Xiange, and the four seas will celebrate the prosperity together, and then, and then Emperor Yang will be very embarrassed!

So Li Zicheng must be saved.

"Alas!"

Yang Feng sighed helplessly.

"Let's go!"

He said with a hint of melancholy.

Five hours later.

"This is the army of thousands of horses!"

He sat on the folding chair and looked down the mountain and sighed.

As he spoke, he cocked Erlang's legs, grabbed melon seeds from the small coffee table next to him, and snorted leisurely, while Zheng Chenggong and others on both sides of him were also sitting in front of the stage watching the play, talking and staring in the same direction, that is, those brocade guards still stuck to their posts, loyally guarding their masters with a ring of defense.

This is the millet mountain in the south of Miyun City.

And under the mountain is the battlefield of the decisive battle between Li Zicheng and Dolgon.

The 200,000 Shun troops lined up with their backs against Niulan Mountain, and the big banner was erected on this hill that had been dug up in modern times, and it was very conspicuous in the wind.

Six miles in front of the mountain is divided by the Cup River, the right side to the mountains are infantry, countless side vans, giant shields, antlers and the like form a line, dense spearmen form a second line, bird gunners form a third line, archers form a fourth line, and then behind are the warlords and reserves, there are even dozens of cannons in front of the formation, and there is a small number of cavalry behind the infantry to prevent the Qing army from sneaking up from the flanks around the valley of the Yellow Mountain.

And to the west of the Cup River is the cavalry in formation, these should be Li Zicheng's most elite troops, at least 30,000 cavalry north of Huairou City, together with Huairou City, which is still in the hands of the Shun army, together form an iron wall.

And their enemies ......

100,000 alien iron riders!

"For many years, every day someone has said in my ear that the Jurchen is not full of ten thousand, full of invincible, or the thief is fierce, and its momentum is unstoppable, today I will see, is this Jurchen powerful or a thief!"

Yang Feng said.

"Your Majesty is full of chickens and dogs in front of you!"

Liu Zhaoji, who died in the Battle of Yangzhou in history, said.

"Well said!"

Yang Feng said proudly.

"The Tartars have attacked!"

Zhang Mingzhen said.

The banner of the Qing army under the mountain waved, and a large number of vassal Mongolian light cavalry immediately rushed forward, and then rushed straight to the infantry of the Shun army, and soon entered a mile in front of the Shun army's formation. But this did not stop the advance of the Mongol cavalry, and the artillery of the Shun army also loaded the cannons with scattered shells as fast as possible, and just as the Mongol cavalry was about to start firing arrows, the cannons roared again, this time the killing effect was obvious, and the Mongol cavalry less than two hundred meters away fell in pieces, and then was trampled into pulp by the galloping war horses.

The Mongol cavalry still did not flinch and continued to run forward.

Soon they entered the range of infantry bow and arrow throwing, and the sharp arrows fired by the infantry archers of the Shun army fell intensively, and the galloping Mongol cavalry continued to have people or horses hit arrows, and people or horses continued to fall, but at the same time, their attacks began. These nomads, who had conquered almost the entire Eurasian continent, raised their bodies on horseback, drew their hard bows, and shot sharp arrows at the opposite Shun army with great speed, and the Shun infantry in formation, despite the rudimentary armor and shield protection, still began to fall in large numbers, and even began to be confused, and some of the timid ones turned around and fled.

That's when the Warlords stepped forward.

These strong Kansai men armed with long-handled knives mercilessly cut down soldiers who tried to escape.

The rest had to continue to fight in the rain of arrows.

Fortunately, they had cannons and birds, and at the same time as the Mongol cavalry attacked, the cannons in front of the infantry of the Shun army, and the birds and guns behind the spearmen fired in unison, and the bullets and shotguns flew densely towards the enemy, and the archers behind also aimed at the target and fired directly, and the casualties of the Mongol cavalry increased sharply.

But it was at this time that the Eight Banners that tested the combat effectiveness of the Shun army were dispatched, and as the order flag of the Qing army waved again, the heavy infantry of the Eight Banners in the rear of the Mongolian cavalry began to move forward, and these infantry pushing the shield cart quickly narrowed the distance between them and the Shun army with the cover of the Mongolian cavalry in front. Soon as they approached, the Qing flag waved again, and the Mongol soldiers began to gallop outward, and the heavy infantry behind them began to gallop, while the cavalry on both flanks continued to provide cover for them.

Protected by iron, cowhide, and thick wooden shields, the heavy infantry of the Eight Banners quickly approached the formation of the Shun infantry, and in the process, they also left dead bodies everywhere.

But that doesn't stop them from moving forward.

These fierce Tunguska barbarians know very well what this battle means to them, whether to enter the Central Plains to enjoy the world of flowers, or continue to stay outside the bitter cold pass to endure the ice and snow, then it depends on this battle, all the Eight Banners heavy infantry are pushing the shield cart, braving the constantly flying feather arrows and bullets to run forward. At this time, opposite them, more and more Shun troops began to abandon their weapons and flee south, these soldiers composed of surrendered Ming troops and strong men had a natural fear of the Eight Banners, and it was rare to be able to support them for so long.

Behind them, the Overseers were also frantically slashing and blocking the deserters, but they were getting more and more overwhelmed.

At this time, the shield cart of the Eight Banners Heavy Infantry had already arrived within more than ten meters in front of the Shun army, and the archers and bird gunners behind them began to shoot frantically at the Shun army.

Then the Shun army immediately began to crumble.

This is not surprising, if they can hard-top the eight flags in this situation, then they will not let the latter run rampant for decades, especially the archers behind the shield car, the hard bow and heavy arrows within a distance of more than ten meters are dedicated to shooting at the front door, it can almost be said that the arrows kill them, and those miscellaneous Shun troops can't stand this thing at all, and even some of the main forces of the Shun army can't withstand it. Starting from a place with a large number of strong men, this seemingly impregnable battle line began to collapse like sand, and the reserve composed of all the elites of the Shun army had to move forward, but soon more and more places collapsed, and the cavalry that was originally guarding the flank also had to step forward, and some brave Shun troops even rushed through the army chariot formation.

And so the scuffle began.

At this time, Li Zicheng on Niulan Mountain finally couldn't help it, and with the waving of the order flag there, the Shun cavalry on the west bank of the Cup River attacked, and the 30,000 iron cavalry began to accelerate slowly, crossing the shallow Cup River to attack the Qing army's flank.

And in the same way, the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry also moved.

No less than 30,000 iron cavalry of the Eight Banners, like a dark cloud, slowly forward, and then began to gradually accelerate, all the cavalry on the galloping war horses with spears in their right hands and shields in their left hands, shouting and charging forward, they were getting faster and faster, and the ten thousand horses galloped with majestic momentum and crashed into the Shun army that was also accelerating. The latter was advancing in almost the same posture as them, the only difference was that the formation of the Shun army looked much more chaotic than that of the Qing army, and even if he watched it from a distance, Yang Feng could clearly feel the difference between the two.

Dozens of big drums on Niulan Mountain were beating frantically, and the sound of thunder rolled in the sky, and in the drums that resounded throughout the battlefield, the charging Qing army and the cavalry of the Shun army were like the tide of the Qiantang River, and they slammed together fiercely with an indomitable momentum. Even though they were more than ten miles apart, Yang Feng and his generals could still feel the shocking power of the cavalry when they hedged, where spears were breaking, knives and guns were colliding, countless flesh and blood bodies were splashed at the moment of impact, armor was broken, shields were broken, and in the neighing of war horses, countless warriors fell to the yellow sand, blood stained the battlefield red, and dead bodies piled up into mounds.

But the battle is just the beginning.

After the initial impact, on the vast battlefield that stretched for more than ten miles, all the soldiers of the two armies fought bloodily.

"The rebellion is out!"

Zheng Chenggong, who was holding a telescope, said.

The big banner on Niulan Mountain was moving rapidly, and Li Zicheng, who was wearing golden armor, rushed down this hill of less than 100 meters under the escort of the cavalry with the light reflected from his body, and then rushed straight to the battlefield where the cavalry was fighting. Among the infantry, who were about to collapse on the whole line, stimulated by this scene, suddenly a roar sounded, and the main forces of the old battalion of the Shun army were encouraged by the banner of breaking the word to boost their morale, and the front that was originally on the verge of collapse actually began to stabilize.

Especially at this time, another support army arrived in the rear, blocking the Qing army that had broken through and began to press back.

"Even if the Tartars win, they will win miserably!"

Zhang Mingzhen said.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction.

Indeed, no matter what the final battle situation is, what he wants has been obtained, so far the total casualties of the Eight Banners and the vassal Mongolian cavalry will not be less than 5,000, especially the performance of the Shun cavalry is very eye-catching, although there is a gap in strength, but these soldiers from humble backgrounds are still in the bloody battle, and they are not defeated as the Ming army usually does, even if there is a gap in strength in such a melee, as long as you can fight to the death and not retreat, then no matter how strong the opponent is, you have to bite off a piece of meat!

"Cavalry reinforcements of the Shun army!"

Zheng Chenggong suddenly shouted.

Yang Feng raised his head and looked south, a huge cavalry cluster was surging in the direction of Changping, and in this direction it could only be Li Zicheng's reinforcements.

"Madamn, he can actually win!"

Yang Feng said unexpectedly.

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