At this moment, seeing that Sarna was being pulled, dozens of Jurchen soldiers from both teams rushed over and muttered. There are those who kill the Ming army outside the city, and there are those who want to tear Zhao Ting apart.

But Zhao Ting just looked at the fire rope and smiled.

Rumble......

Zhu Cihong rode on a tall horse, looked at the city, and was silent for a while: "Hejian Mansion is fighting so hard." Let the whole guard battalion charge and repel the strong enemy in front of you. ”

Gu Jiang panted, strangled the horse under his crotch, quickly took out a shortboard from his arms, found a relatively safe high point, observed the battle situation, and quickly recorded the scene in front of him.

The people Zhu Cihong brought out of the city on the spot accounted for half of the scholars who listened to Zhu Cihong's lecture that day, and the last count was as many as 603 people. With so many people, of course, it is impossible for them all to fight with the army.

In the end, Zhu Cihong selected the team with the best physical fitness to enter the battlefield.

And Gu Jiang, because of the good family conditions, has a good figure, and he also entered it smoothly. accompanied by Xu Wen, who choked Zhu Cihong that day. On the contrary, Qi Yuan lost his body because of poor study, and was selected into the martial arts school, stationed in Tongzhou for training, and prepared to follow Zhu Cihong's military fleet to the south.

At this moment, Gu Jiang led the new position, observed the battlefield, and quickly picked up the pen and wrote on the shortboard. The hard pen was not used to it at first, but when Gu Jiang appeared in such a rapidly changing place as the battlefield, he did not hesitate to become the most staunch supporter of the hard pen.

His job was to record what happened on the battlefield.

At this moment, Zhu Cihong's personal guard battalion began to enter the battlefield.

After experiencing a bloody tempering in Kaifeng, Zhu Cihong's personal guard battalion began to transform into a strong army that could be attacked and defended.

Faced with this kind of surprise attack, only 300 of the 1,500 knights of the whole army were left to guard Zhu Cihong, and the rest sacrificed their lives to kill them.

And. They chose the method of warfare, which the Jurchens were most proud of.

Punch hard!

The only difference is perhaps only the three-eyed guns that the entire army is equipped with. This is the first batch of self-produced firearms that appeared in Zhu Cihong's military workshop.

To some extent, the level of firearms in the Ming Dynasty was leading. But this kind of leadership only exists when the politics are clear and the military is corrupt, especially in the military industry, when corruption is not serious. At this time, the craftsman who can maintain a normal job can create a firearm that is ready for use. And such firearms. Let the army in the early Ming Dynasty make several northern expeditions, pressing Mongolia that ravaged the century-old history of the Han Dynasty.

At present, such a scene appeared in the military workshop in Qiming City like a sprout. The artisans there were proud of their work, and rejoiced that the eight-level system allowed them to obtain a status that matched their craft.

As a result, the vigorous enthusiasm for work has created batch after batch of high-quality weapons.

It was under such a background that the Three-Eyed Gun returned to the armament of the Ming army.

I saw 1,200 cavalry stretched into a fan-shape, loosely but organized to maintain the charging formation. Soon, the cavalry officers of the Guards Battalion were charging at a rate of five paces per second.

When there are only fifty steps left. All the cavalry picked up the three-eyed guns, and then fired directly at the Qing soldiers in front of them.

Bang bang bang......

The crackling firing sound came to mind one after another, and the range of this three-muzzle fire gun was short, only twenty paces away, but the blow of three buckshot bullets was very effective. The Jurchen soldiers who dared to block in person were suddenly shot in a batch, but those who were lucky enough to be able to fight were also half-disabled.

"Soon. Something happened to the delight of these Jurchen soldiers. My Ming cavalry unexpectedly launched their proudest tactics. I saw that one by one the cavalry had finished firing. He took the three-eyed gun and threw it over. Then, they took out their rifles, maces and other weapons and charged head-on at the oncoming Jurchen soldiers. ”

"It is a rare thing that a Jurchen soldier, who is proud of his melee ability, meets a Ming army who dares to fight in the field. However, the facts that happened in front of them did not deceive them, and Zheng Minghang, the small flag of the first general flag of the 1000th household in the left 1000 households of the pro-guard battalion, took the lead in engaging the enemy. The fierce Jurchen soldiers were really skilled in fighting. Zheng Minghang blushed, but he was still killed one after another. But when the soldiers of the pro-guard battalion were killed one after another, the strength of the Jurchen soldiers began to be neutralized. ”

"Facing the scene on the battlefield, I couldn't help but think of His Highness's words when he later reviewed the army: when a soldier of the Royal Guards Corps faced a soldier of the Guanning Army, it was the soldier of the Guanning Army who would win. When a soldier of the Guanning Army faced a Manchurian Jurchen soldier, it was the Jurchen soldier who won. But when ten Royal Guards soldiers faced three Guan Ning troops. The Guanning army could only remain undefeated. But when a hundred Royal Guards soldiers faced the enemy, even a hundred Manchurian Jurchen soldiers no longer dared to speak lightly. And at this moment, they were facing the crown prince's guard battalion of the Royal Guards Legion, which had the highest level of training, the most literate soldiers, the most generous treatment, and the strongest spirit of honor. At this time, although there were still two Jurchen soldiers of Niu Lu on the battlefield, whether it was Chen Weidao of Jiala Zhangjing of the Han Army Banner, or two Niu Lu Zhangjing who was distressed by the loss of hundreds of Jurchen soldiers, they all chose to retreat. ”

"For the first time in the field, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty forced them back from facing the strongest enemy in history......"

"Although the result of this battle was that the Ming Guards Legion was under superior strength, the dead and wounded Guards Legion soldiers were still slightly outnumbered the dead and wounded Manchurian Jurchen soldiers......"

When Gu Jiang stopped the pen in his hand, the smoke on the battlefield had gradually begun to drift away.

The soldiers and civilians in the city leaned out their heads tremblingly, looked at the dissipated Jurchen soldiers, and their eyes collectively fell on the Ming army from the north.

At this moment, the sun was almost dusk, and the golden banter was sprinkled on the earth, adding a bit of heroic brilliance to the dark red blood.

And Zhu Cihong slowly led the army to approach the north gate of Hejian Mansion under such a situation.

"I am, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty: Zhu Cihong! Lead the army to resist Jiannu, who is the chief official of Hejian Mansion, open the city gate! ”

……

While......

Bang dang......

The long knife in Abatai's hand slashed, and an official hat chair in the handsome hall was split in half, and it did not recover.

"You guys, you were repelled by a Han cavalry? Could it be that the so-called Southern Guanning Iron Cavalry bumped into you? Abatai's gaze was almost devouring.

Niu Lu Zhangjing, who had returned with the two leading troops, was frightened, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing: "Lord Belle...... The last general is ...... capital offense" (to be continued.) )