Abatai seems to have been ignoring a situation all along.

They once recklessly relied on the superiority of their cavalry to attack everywhere, so that the Ming army, which was dominated by foot soldiers, fell into strategic and tactical passivity.

But at this moment, when the Ming army fully restored its strategic initiative, Abatai suddenly remembered that the Ming army had really never seen a cavalry attack.

If there really is no cavalry in the Ming Army, it is obviously impossible.

Unlike the Song Dynasty, the Ming army owned the sixteen states of Yanyun and had a busy trade route with Mongolia. Horses may be a bit more expensive, but there are definitely resources to raise your own cavalry. For example, the Guanning Iron Cavalry is the pride of the Ming Dynasty against the Manchu Iron Cavalry.

But the Royal Guards have always been on the battlefield only with infantry.

The phalanx was indeed fierce, but Abatai never believed that Zhu Cihong's intelligence would not be able to see the advantage of the cavalry.

Is Zhu Cihong short of money?

That's even more impossible. Linqing's defense intentions, the consumption of money and food, and even the generosity of the military medical system show that Zhu Cihong will never be short of money. What's more, until now, Abatai doesn't know how Zhu Cihong solved the plague. In the end, he can only summarize that the local tyrant has money after all, and he can use the money to smash it.

So......

Where are the cavalry?

How to deal with the increasingly stalemate on the battlefield, and whether to send troops?

Abatai was lost in thought, but the situation clearly did not give Abatai more time to think. The fighters on the battlefield were fleeting, and there was no room for Abatayor to think about it.

"Send troops...... Or no troops? Abatai stared at the battlefield and seemed to see Zhu Cihong's figure behind the heavy army.

Ten breaths later. A Qing army colonel rushed to Abatai's side, whispered a few words and quietly retreated.

Listen up. Abatai couldn't help but slowly close his eyes.

"The whole army obeys the order!" Abatai said coldly.

Temushen, Tekuyin heard this. Immediately overjoyed: "The end will be!" ”

"Attack, go straight to the camp of the prince of Mingguo!" After Abatai finished speaking, he paused, and added: "I'll wait with you, and we will rush into battle together!" ”

After speaking, after ten breaths, the last thousand or so cavalry of the Qing army gathered and stood by, and rushed to the camp of the Ming army.

At this moment, the Ming army is on its side. Except for the artillery battalion and the immediate guard battalion, there were no other soldiers and horses.

Stopping in front of Zhu Cihong were only the Qianhu infantry of Fang Sanhu's department who were fighting with Tong Tulai.

At this time, the Qing army rushed over.

I have to admit that the cavalry of the Qing army was particularly brave when they launched a charge. Especially in the case where the commander Rao Yu Belle Abatai personally led the charge, even if three rounds of fire gun platoon shots killed more than 100 Qing soldiers, the last cavalry of the Qing army still charged and killed without any intention of retreating.

Fang Sanhu's more than 1,000 men originally had a slight upper hand in the fierce battle with Tong Tulai. But in the face of the Qing army's iron hoof charge, it was rushed in a short time.

Seeing this, Fang Sanhu's eyes were about to split. At this time, Tong Tulai plucked up the courage to entangle him again, making Fang Sanhu unable to make up for the military formation.

Everyone on the battlefield understood that Abatai personally charged towards Zhu Cihong this time.

"Abatai himself rushed here!"

"The target is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Help! The Qing army is desperate this time. Don't let Abatai rush forward! ”

"Save His Royal Highness the Prince!"

……

"So that the ministries don't have to panic." Zhu Cihong exhaled lightly and said, "Is it possible, is it really an ornament when we are guarding the camp?" Moreover. Lone is ready to go. ”

After speaking, Zhu Cihong looked at the large blank map in front of him. Smiled quietly.

The place where Zhu Cihong was located was a temporary high platform, which was used to facilitate the command of the army. And the front of the high platform. But it was a huge open space, so big that it took more than 100 steps to gallop directly from the front of the high platform to Fang Sanhu.

Soon, Abatai's vanguard had already broken in, and the remaining nearly 1,000 Manchu cavalry began to squeeze the last strength of the war horse, and tried their best to charge towards Zhu Cihong.

And Zhu Cihong stood on the high platform and looked directly at Abatai a hundred steps away.

I saw Zhu Cihong standing in the cold wind, with a straight figure, just staring at nearly a thousand Manchu Qing iron horsemen coming, there was no fear in his eyes, and there was only contempt for the invaders: "Abatai." I've left you a good place, a ...... Great place to be buried! ”

"When death is on the verge of death, where is there still a soldier in your Ming army who can fight against me? Your guard battalion has been damaged again and again, how many people are still worthy of a battle? Abatai laughed heartily: "If you surrender now today, I can spare your life!" ”

After speaking, Abatai didn't wait for Zhu Cihong to respond, and shouted: "Rush over!" It's only fifty steps! ”

"Forty steps...... Thirty steps...... Most of them have already entered, right? Then you don't have to wait. Zhu Cihong exhaled softly: "Since I insist on fighting, stay here." And how not to be prepared to wait until the moment when this will be handsome? ”

Zhu Cihong gave an order, and more than a dozen soldiers with light hands and feet rushed out quickly, lighting tiny fire ropes.

After five breaths.

Abatai, who had only reached a distance of twenty paces, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Why didn't the Ming army shoot?" Think so. Suddenly, Abatai felt a sudden burst of sound in his ears.

Then, Abatai could no longer hear anything.

In his gaze, the whole world seemed to slow down. He saw himself soar into the air. Below, looking down at the last Manchurian cavalry.

Abatai's eyes widened slowly, as if he had seen a ghost come from a god.

On the ground, there was a mess.

Suddenly, a huge pit appeared in the whole earth.

Countless war horses were torn in half by inexplicable force, and the knights on the horses were torn apart, sprinkled with blood and viscera everywhere.

The originally orderly charging battle array fell to the ground at this moment, as if it had seen the scene of the eighteenth layer of hell.

A fishy and pungent smell filled the air, and the scattered corpses and terrified eyes shocked Abatai.

At this moment, a question suddenly came to his mind: "The warriors of the Manchu Qing Dynasty." Is it that fragile? In front of this inexplicable force...... Like rags, it is torn at will! ”

Abatai would not have understood what the power of civilization was.

But the power of gunpowder. But it was enough to make the bravery that the Manchu warriors were proud of no longer become an overpowering force.

Soon, Abatai felt himself begin to fall slowly. Another question came to his mind: "Why do you fly?" ”

"Fire!" Ning Wei's deep voice shouted.

Suddenly, hundreds of firebolts burst into flames in unison, and smoke rose.

When the three rounds of guns were fired, there was a sudden silence on the battlefield.

Tong Tulai quietly withdrew and watched this scene in a daze.

In the distance, he could see more realistically than Abatai, and he could answer Abatai's questions.

"Why did Abatai fly into the sky?"

"Because...... Abatai was blown apart! ”

"Baylor is dead...... Baylor is dead! Tong Tulai slipped away in despair, and the guards prepared more than a dozen horses for him, and let him gallop away in despair.

Knock knock knock......

Suddenly. There was a slight trembling sound.

It didn't take long for the vibrations to become denser, clearer, and closer.

To the north of the battlefield, a moving black shadow appeared.

Liu Zhen stood tall with his chest, and the spear in his hand was raised high: "The cavalry battalion directly under the Ming Royal Guards Legion!" By order of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! Sortie! ”

"Attack!"

"Kill!"

……

Smack......

The spear in Su Bai's hand was suddenly picked off by Hu Dawei, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at Su Bai's throat. But Subay didn't care about that, he had already seen Abatai die.

Abatai died, and the main force of the Qing army was still in the hands of Subay. He still has a chance to turn the tables, and he can get out of such a battle situation at the worst. There are ten Jurchen Niulu in his hands, and the Ming army is strong, and he is confident that he will break through the encirclement.

But when Su Bai saw Liu Zhen leading the cavalry battalion that had not appeared, he came onto the field. Su Bai closed his eyes in despair, and resigned himself to his fate, he was still shot off his horse by Hu Dawei, and then tied up by several Ming soldiers.

"Caught a Qing army general!"

"Tie him up! A prisoner is bigger than a head! ”

"We're going to win! Abatai is dead. The chief general of the Qing army was also caught! ”

……

Manzhu Xili looked at such a scene with a wry smile. Beside him, countless Mongolian soldiers watched in a panic. But Manzhu Xili understands that this battle ...... The end is doomed.

"I'm not reconciled!" Manzhu Xili shouted loudly: "Break through." I'm going to rush out! ”

With this in mind, Manzhu Xili began to lead the rest of the Mongol soldiers to no longer care about the Ming army killed on the battlefield, but to the north, desperately breaking through.

The Han army's station was intended to collapse when Tong Tulai himself raised his head and fled.

As the hardcore of the Manchurians, the Mongol soldiers also broke through under the leadership of Manchu Xili.

And the Jurchen Qing army itself at this moment, also found out that the commander was dead, and the master would be captured. In the face of such an extremely tragic ending, the hearts of these proud and murderous Manchurian courages suddenly became empty.

Fang Cai's battle could no longer be carried out, and his will to fight suddenly became crumbling.

On the battlefield, the Ming army on the left, center and right began to attack in unison. To the north, the cavalry battalion quickly inserted, ferociously pounced like a hungry wolf on the Qing army, which still had the last remaining stubborn resistance.

The battle formation of the Qing army was like a piece of glass that had been violently smashed, constantly crushing, constantly crushing the last bit of the opponent's still formed part, until all the still formed glass was crushed into powder.

When the army's battle formation organization was completely destroyed, and only soldiers with different intentions remained, the outcome was already doomed.

War has always been an organized army against an organized army.

When the Qing army lost its organization and lost its battle array.

The form became that the Ming army began an organized massacre, an organized hunt.

On the battlefield, the originally stagnant form began to press towards the east like a water outpouring .

It was the Ming army that was pushed through from the west, and it was the Qing army that was pressed to the east.

On the ground, there were pieces of corpses left behind.

When Abatai's corpse and Subai's banner were held high, any Qing soldier could only accept this defeat.

Gradually, someone on the battlefield cried: "We won ......"

"Win!"

"We have won over these Tartars!"

"We have won, we have won this war to defend the country and defend the homeland and our wives and daughters!" Yang Wenyue shouted excitedly and almost jumped up.

When he finished shouting these words, Yang Wenyue suddenly thought that he hadn't reported the good news to Zhu Cihong yet, so Yang Wenyue quickly rushed to Zhu Cihong's side: "Your Highness, we won!" Your Highness, we have won! ”

"Good...... It's good to win! Zhu Cihong smiled, his face flushed: "It's so good." Strategist...... I'm a little sleepy, I'm a little thirsty, let me rest...... Take a break......"

After speaking, Zhu Cihong lay down on the ground heavily.

On the side, Hu Bo rushed forward quickly.

Yanzhou City, more than 300 miles away.

The state city where King Lu was stationed was like a ruin at the moment.

As the only rich state city in Shandong that has not been conquered except for Linqing, Jinan and a few other places, it left the Qing army all the way to divide the army.

When the military information of Zhu Cihong's attack had not yet been transmitted to Yanzhou, the last force of the Qing army, numbering 4,000 people, was still stationed here.

They were besieging Yanzhou City, and the commander was Abatai's grandson and Tuo.

At the suggestion of Zhao Xiong, a strategist, they were armed with almost half of the remaining artillery in the Qing army. Under the bombardment for nearly several months, the city wall of Yanzhou, which lacked funds to repair, was suddenly blasted.

At this moment, the Qing army, which had been accumulating for several months, roared and rushed into the northwest corner of Yanzhou City.

Deng Fanxi, the prefect of Yanzhou, was resisting Nancheng, who was feigning his main attack.

"Lord Deng...... Let's go! Fan Shujin found Deng Fanxi with a sad face: "The Qing army attacked the city from the northwest corner, the city wall collapsed, and the north gate was attacked. Yanzhou ...... Finished! ”

When Deng Fanxi heard this, he couldn't help but say miserably: "The Tartar has broken through Yanzhou, but he can't kill my Ming righteous soldiers!" This official is the prefect of Yanzhou and has the responsibility of defending the land. Brother Fan, you are a gentry, it is enough to stick to this. Please take the Fan family and retreat after the martyrs! ”

"What are you going to do, sir?" When Fan Shujin heard this, he immediately became anxious.

"The responsibility of defending the land is naturally street fighting to the death." Deng Fanxi said silently, and led the rest of the soldiers to set up defenses on the street: "I am Your Majesty's courtiers, and I have no reason to retreat from the matter of eating the king's food and loyalty to the king." The rest of the people, etc., those who are willing to retreat and stay alive, I will not hinder them. ”

"My lord is so generous and righteous, how can I bear it as a Ming soldier? I, Jin Yao, am willing to fight together! At this moment, a general dressed in battle armor and carrying an embroidered spring knife walked up with a smile.

"Jin Yiwei?" Deng Fanxi was dumbfounded: "I can't imagine that among my Ming brocade guards, there are also such loyal and patriotic people." So I died here in battle, and I had someone to keep me company. ”

When the brocade guard heard this, he smiled and didn't say anything, but brought in Wang Weixin, the counselor of the supervising army, Ding Wenming, the deputy general, Hao Fangsheng of Ziyang Zhixian County, Fan Jiren of Ziyang Zhixian County, and Fan Shutai and Fan Shuqian, the gentry who had been sticking to Yanzhou for a long time. These, but Zhu Cihong said that he wanted to keep the seeds of the good gentry of the loyal ministers of the Ming Dynasty. (To be continued.) )

PS: I said it in the readership today...... These two chapters were combined into one chapter and sent. When I write to the most critical place, I worry that I can't write well. Bow and apologize......

Everyone has been waiting for a long time