Li Jiucheng's eyes were blurred, and what he saw was a scene of nothingness. Could it be that he, Li Jiucheng, was going to die under the sword of a Jurchen today? If so, then it would be considered a well-deserved death, right?
In addition to Orger and Liu Guoneng's troops, Minte and Tuobuhua also returned from the Western Front. They were also waiting. A scout horse galloped back and shouted excitedly, "General Minte, southeast and southwest.
The troops and horses have been united, and Commander Niu ordered that our troops advance as fast as possible without leaving any gap for the Jurchens."
"Okay" Minte shook his fist violently, and for a moment the army swarmed up and waved their troops to the center line. With such a huge mobilization of troops and horses, they all gathered in the center line. If Dorgon could have anticipated this, he could have taken the opportunity to retreat.
It was easy to break through from the east and west fronts. Unfortunately, the Northern Shanxi Army planned so well and acted so realistically that Dorgon had no time to react.
The rumbling sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. In fact, there was no need to detect the horses and report back. Dorgon knew that a large number of cavalry were coming from behind. They were not Jurchen warriors, but Han people. At this time, Dorgon's face was extremely ugly. He didn't know
What was the reason that made Tie Mo make such a determination to assemble his troops and completely let go of the eastern and western fronts?
I regret it. If I had persisted in attacking the Western Front, I might have won now, but there are no what-ifs in the world, only cruel reality.
"Li Jiucheng...be patient for a moment, Liu will come." Liu Guoneng held up the steel mace, and his burly body was like a god of war. Dai Sanbao didn't know how powerful Liu Guoneng was, so he faced him with a sword, but Dai Sanbao fought hard for a long time and lacked physical strength.
Liu Guoneng was already extremely brave and full of physical strength. He blocked one block after another with his steel mace. Sanbao groaned in pain and fell off his horse. Then his head was cut off by the cavalry behind him.
Listening to the familiar loud voice, Li Jiucheng cursed in his heart, Liu Guoneng, you are finally here. Where is Geng Zhongming? Where has that bastard gone? At this time, Geng Zhongming did not come to rescue Li Jiucheng, and his eyes were directly fixed on Duduo. Geng Zhongming acted as
The new force of the Northern Shan Dynasty army, even Zhou Dingshan did not dare to take advantage of it.
Geng Zhongming rushed to kill with a gun, as if he was in an uninhabited land. Shi Senming used a square-shaped halberd, more like a black-faced killing god. The Northern Shanxi Army kept rushing towards him, and the huge encirclement gradually closed in. The Jurchens who were killed were crying and shouting.
mother.
Dorgon stared blankly at the entire battlefield, which was completely in chaos. It was a mess, and it was hopeless. It was a joke. Liu Guoneng's Luoyang soldiers and horses, Orger's Eastern Front Army, and the Minte Army who had gone and returned.
Army, that is to say, the army of the Northern Shan Dynasty changed from 50,000 to 140,000 in one hour. What kind of change is this?
The battle was supposed to be a sure win, but it turned out to be like this. I gritted my teeth and hated Mao Qi, who was in charge of the Eastern Front war. He didn't notice that this loser, the Northern Shanxi Army had been divided for so long. In fact, he was not afraid of the Northern Shanxi Army increasing its troops.
There is a saying that if you can't defeat it, just run away. Nearly one hundred thousand Jurchen warriors can't defeat the Northern Shanxi Army, so why can't they run away? But Mao Qi was negligent and didn't find any signs. Now all the roads going south are blocked, so what else?
beat?
Azig was already injured, but this time he was stared at and beaten by Zhou Dingshan, which directly added to the injury. At this time, his whole left arm was dripping with blood and he could no longer maintain his strength. "Dorgon, we can't retreat," he said.
We must rush. Tie Renren has a multi-channel layout and a heavy troop concentration in the rear, so he must have very few soldiers and horses. Now our only chance of winning is to rush directly before the Northern Shanxi Army forms a formation with the north. It is best to kill them.
Tie Mo."
Dorgon nodded sternly. He looked deeply to the north and then at Azig's condition. Then he reached out and patted Azig on the shoulder, "Brother, one of us must be alive."
Just go back to Liaodong. If I die, you will be the lord of Chahar and Haixi. Duduo is still too young."
After saying that, Dorgon pulled out the long sword inlaid with rubies and shouted loudly, "Jurchen warriors, we have a fierce battle today. The winner will survive. Those who want to return to their hometown alive should fight against me and kill Tie Mo."
, return to Daning Mansion."
"Kill...kill" the demoralized Jurchens became a little crazy, because their supreme Thirteen Belles personally went into battle to lead them to a possible way of survival.
Dorgon wants to use the strength after death to create a little hope, so Tie Mo has nothing to fear. He was not afraid before, but now he has the advantage, and it is even less possible to be afraid. Taking off his cloak, the black ghost-headed sword shines brightly.
"Fight on the battlefield, fight to the death..."
The Red Dragon Horse is burning like a raging flame, burning everyone's heart. It has been many years since I felt this kind of blood boiling. Back then, he was so powerful in the Hanhai Prairie. Today, facing the Jurchens, he also has to show his bravery. This is a melee.
, nearly 100,000 troops were concentrated on the border land, and the blood flowing out could fill the Luanhe River. The sound of killing was endless, and no one knew how long the fighting would last.
The earth is trembling and people's hearts are collapsing. Guan Ping's Qinglong Yanyue Sword shows the style of the descendants of the God of War. The Yang family's spear is wielded vividly. On the battlefield, there are good men everywhere. Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green mountains, so there is no need to return them wrapped in horse leather.
On the banks of the Luanhe River, a massacre was going on today. Strong winds swept through, and the karmic fire was burning there. The karmic fire belonging to hell burned sin and kindness, leaving behind a group of wild beasts.
South of the Luan River, in Shimen City, a man in black was walking quietly in the courtyard of a farmhouse. A young man climbed over from the courtyard wall and saluted, "Master, the Northern Shanxi Army and the Jurchens fought in the Luan River. I don't know.
What should my subordinates do?"
The man in black robe thought quietly, as if he was sitting on a difficult decision. After a long time, his hoarse voice was cold and unusually said, "Keep an eye on Nalan Rongxi. If the Northern Shanxi Army is defeated, do nothing. If the Jurchens are
If the army is defeated, you only need to do one thing. Nalan Rongxi must go to the capital unharmed. If Nalan Rongxi presents those noble gentry, the reputation of the cabinet will be greatly increased, and even Tie Mo will be afraid of it. "
In the General's Mansion in Shimen City, Nalan Rongxi sat numbly in his chair. It was a difficult day. For him, guarding the Ming Dynasty gentry and nobles was far less enjoyable than fighting on the battlefield. He didn't know how the war would end, but
There is always a vague uneasiness in my heart. The sky is getting gloomier and gloomier. Is it going to rain?
Once it rains in spring, it will be rainy!
There is no fear in life, big dreams are surprising, and there are several winds and rains. I am afraid only he knows the bitterness in Nalan Rongxi’s heart. Maybe when King Khan asked him to return to Shimen, he could have predicted what happened next. If Lord Beile
If he was confident of winning this war, he would never do this. Nalan Rongxi put all his thoughts on the Luanhe River, but never thought about whether he was already being remembered.
When a group of heroes come together to compete for the throne, so what if Tie Mo defeats Dorgon? Can he quickly control the whole situation? The corner of his mouth curls up, revealing a weird smile. I'm afraid Tie Mo never dreamed that before he was bathed in blood,
While fighting, a conspiracy was brewing in Shimen City.
On the banks of the Luanhe River, the fighting continued, and the night gradually enveloped the sky. Tie Mo held the King of Qin sword and fought with more than a dozen Jurchen infantry. In order to fight for a little chance of survival, Dorgon also risked his life. At this time, he could not
No tactics or planning are needed. The only hope is to take down Tie Mo in one fell swoop before the Shanxi Northern Army gathers to the north.
How could Tie Mo not understand what Dorgon was thinking? Aqige held a sword close to his side. The two advanced and retreated together, killing countless Jurchen infantry. Dorgon led the troops towards the north.
Breakthrough, the target was Tie Mo and Aqige, and Zhou Dingshan, who was responsible for blocking Duduo, was also a little panicked. Sometimes like this, when you panic, the opponent's morale will soar.
The Ruifeng Battalion was assigned to Li Jiucheng's command. Zhou Dingshan was afraid that something might happen to Tie Mo, so he lost interest in blocking the enemy. He fought and retreated, and kept moving closer to Tie Mo. Duduo saw through Zhou Dingshan's intentions and tried his best to entangle him.
, for a time the entire infantry formation was loosened, and many iron pulleys were destroyed. Zhou Dingshan became angry and shouted loudly, "Li Yuanqing, withdraw your troops and horses and rescue the supervisor quickly."
After "Dingshan" heard this, Li Yuanqing looked at Zhou Dingshan dumbfounded. He was guarding the entire right wing. If he retreated, Zhou Dingshan and Chen Yaofeng's troops would immediately be surrounded by the Jurchens, and they would not be able to evacuate.
Li Yuanqing wanted to say something, but what greeted him was Zhou Dingshan's unquestionable gaze. In terms of age, Li Yuanqing was older than Zhou Dingshan, but in terms of prestige, he really couldn't compare to Zhou Dingshan. Feeling Zhou Dingshan's determination, Li Yuanqing cursed secretly in annoyance.
With a loud voice, he stamped his feet and shouted, "Every unit obeys the order and leaves the shield bearer behind. The rest of the people will retreat with the general."
Li Yuanqing could not disobey Zhou Dingshan's military order, but he kept the shield bearers, hoping that these battle-hardened shield soldiers could help stop the enemy. The battle was too fierce, and by this time the two sides were fighting in a melee.
, the artillery has lost its effectiveness, and the musketeers have long run out of ammunition.
The Jurchens' attack was already fierce. As soon as Li Yuanqing retreated, a gap was immediately opened on the entire right wing. The shield bearers hurriedly moved closer to the Chinese army. Zhou Dingshan also hurriedly divided his troops to rescue them. But even so, there were still many casualties. The Jurchens relied on
With the powerful advantage of troops, they rolled over and the remaining soldiers on the right wing were unable to resist.
The right wing was already lost. Trying to block the Jurchens was tantamount to wishful thinking. Chen Yaofeng was also under great pressure. He handed the matter over to his deputy and hurriedly found Zhou Dingshan. Only after meeting him did he understand why the Jurchens suddenly broke through the defense line.
It turned out that Li Yuanqing released the entire right wing.
Chen Yaofeng couldn't blame Zhou Dingshan for his arrangement, because this was the only way to keep the governor safe, but whether his brothers could get out alive was a big question, "Dingshan, what should we do now?"
"Shrink your troops, Yao Feng. I will rush into the battle in person in a moment. When the Jurchens loose their position, you have to rush out immediately and tell General Liu that Dorgon has rushed in. Please find a way to help the northern camp."
"Zhou Dingshan has already planned it. With the remaining troops and horses, he can't delay it for too long. What's more, Duduo is not a fool. He knows that he can attack to the north and leaves the supervisor alone. Why fight?
Chen Yaofeng nodded heavily. For the current plan, he could only hope that the troops and horses from the periphery would rush in quickly. General Liu and others did not know the situation on the northern front. They were probably still busy fighting with the Jurchen army on the periphery.
The battle line was too long, with a radius of more than ten miles being fought together. How could one guard such a huge area? After regrouping his troops, Zhou Dingshan immediately charged into the battle, relying on his own bravery and murderous intent.
, actually allowed him to rush out of the way. When Chen Yaofeng saw the opportunity, he turned his horse and left without any hesitation. Dorgon no longer cared about these things. He allowed Zhou Dingshan to rush into the battle without caring about it.
Regardless, "Warriors, Han Tie Mo is right in front, fighting fiercely with Lord Beile. We will move forward bravely, kill the enemy's head, kill...charge!"
The black horse was like ink, bleeding on the ground, the black curtain was approaching, and the fighting gradually became intense. Dorgon left Zhou Dingshan's troops, leaving nearly half of his troops to surround Zhou Dingshan, while the rest of the troops rushed away. Tie Mo was caught in a fierce battle, even if he had
Although his skills were good, he still couldn't bear the influx of Jurchen soldiers and horses.
Xu Meiling refused to retreat, and was finally stabbed by a javelin. Several Jurchen soldiers gathered around with scimitars, trying to capture Xu Meiling in one fell swoop. Tie Mo was horrified, and roared, and swept over with the sword attached to it.
Several Jurchens were either dead or injured, and their bodies were like lightning. They hugged Xu Meiling, who was on the verge of collapse. A javelin pierced her shoulder, and blood flowed out. "Meiling, you will be fine."
"Husband, leave me alone, I'm fine...it's fine." Mu Wanqing looked firm, but her pale face had already betrayed her. Tie Mo yelled at Aqige, "Aqige, take Meiling and retreat."
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Aqige forced a Jurchen leader to retreat without saying much. He helped Xu Meiling and retreated north. The Jurchens wanted to pursue them, but they were all blocked by Tie Mo and the few soldiers. These soldiers were
Some were from the Ruifeng Battalion, and others were from Chahar's old tribe. They came from different places, but at this moment they were fighting together for the same goal, and even death did not make them take a step back.
More and more Jurchens pounced on them, their ghost-headed knives were extremely sharp, and their bodies were covered in blood and iron ink, like a boundless killing god.
There was a crisp crackling sound. Dorgon walked into the crowd with a cold face holding a knife. Looking at Tie Mo who was covered in blood, he smiled with difficulty and said, "Tie Mo, you are very powerful, but you can kill everyone.
Everyone? Your people are still outside, they can't break in. You are deceitful and trap me with tricks. Have you ever thought that doing so will expose you? Humph, it's hard for me to live, but before you die, first
Kill you."
Licking his chapped lips, Tie Mo snorted coldly, his eyes full of contempt, "Dorgon, since you are a Jurchen warrior, don't you even have the courage to fight with this governor?"
The jet-black ghost-headed sword was pointed at Dorgon, but without making any move, Dorgon was startled. Dorgon was self-aware. Although he had good skills, he had no chance of winning against Tie Mo.
This man was born with supernatural power and had been on the battlefield for many years. There were several people in the world who were his opponents. Suddenly, Dorgon's pupils shrank and he laughed because he saw the black ghost-headed sword trembling slightly.