Although Jian Zongan and Yu Lichun did not get in touch, the two commanders from the north and the south actually issued the order to attack at the same time.
The Sixth Division was fully deployed on the southern front, pushing up towards the Qing army layer upon layer.
The Ninth Division was full of fighting spirit and paid no attention to the Qing army. The four regiments approached from four directions and destroyed all enemies in sight.
In the Qing army's camp, carpet bombing crushed everything. Under such a brutal attack, any living thing turned into a headless fly and ran around like crazy.
The situation is extremely critical.
Duduo knew that he had to fight hard.
"Quasi Tower..."
He was just about to take names when something suddenly occurred to him and he immediately changed the name.
"Malashi, lead your men to block the enemies in the north. Listen, even if they are all dead, we must hold them back."
Duduo originally wanted Zhunta to perform the task of blocking the attack, but he thought that Zhunta had been beaten by the Sixth Division and had lost his fighting spirit and was of no use. Therefore, he replaced Jia Lazhangjing Marashi to perform this fatal task.
Wanyan Malashi also knew that the situation was critical.
"Your Majesty, this slave can't hold on for long."
Duduo couldn't wave his hand.
"A moment is a moment."
He approached Shuo Sai again.
"I leave all the cavalry to you and launch an assault on the enemy in the south... Don't even think about coming back."
Shuosai had tears in his eyes, knowing that he was going to die today.
"Where does the prince plan to break the situation?"
Duduo looked towards the high mountains to the northwest.
"Go into the mountains and survive as long as you can."
Apparently Duduo had given up all hope and could successfully break through from the north and south sides.
He planned to lead the remaining soldiers and horses to retreat into the mountains to find a way out.
But everyone knows that this hope is undoubtedly very slim.
But Duduo had no choice. If he continued to fight, the only way was to annihilate his entire army.
He only hoped to use Marashi and Shuosai to slow down the attack of the National Defense Forces a little and buy even a little more time for the army to retreat.
Although after entering the mountains, the harsh nature is the biggest enemy.
The Qing Dynasty's spirit was still strong, and its generals still had a spirit of sacrifice.
After receiving the order, Malaxi and Shuosei immediately organized their troops and horses, faced the overwhelming artillery fire, and launched a desperate attack on the 9th Division and the 6th Division respectively with a determination to die.
The hot air balloons in the sky had already seen the movements of the Qing army.
"Huh, Duduo wants to run away now, it's too late!"
Jian Zong'an was in high spirits and waved his big hand forward.
"Attack across the board, eliminate these enemies who are acting like chariots, and launch an all-out pursuit of the Qing army."
On the other side, Yu Lichun's order was clearer.
"Let the 38th Regiment clean the battlefield, the rest of the troops pursue the Qing army, and the 35th Regiment attack Yanmen Pass."
Orders were conveyed quickly on the battlefield.
Two divisions and eight regiments suddenly accelerated their attack intensity.
After the 36th Regiment took over the defense, the 35th Regiment turned around and headed north, directly attacking Yanmen Pass.
At this point in the battle, the remaining cavalry of the Qing army was already less than 10,000. Under the leadership of Shuo Sai, they rushed towards the Sixth Division regardless of the consequences.
The various infantry phalanxes of the Sixth Division faced each other and stepped forward in the same way.
Cavalry and infantry, old rivals on the battlefield for thousands of years at home and abroad, once again faced off.
"Raise the gun!"
Following the commander's order, thousands of soldiers aimed their dark guns at the Qing cavalry, which had little momentum.
Cannonballs continued to explode on the way of the cavalry charge, making the cavalry queue thinner and thinner.
They are no longer like the tide, but more like moths. They know they will die, but they have to accept the sentence of fate.
"Fire..."
There were too many musketeers in the Sixth Division, forming a complete fan shape, forming enough crossfire against the charging cavalry.
Only the first row of muskets attacked, and half of the Qing cavalry was lost.
Shuosei felt that the number of people around him was decreasing rapidly.
These are the essences that the Manchus had finally accumulated, but now they are all being destroyed here.
Even if Duduo breaks out of the pass under his cover, how many people can he bring back?
Does the Manchu Qing still have a future?
Shuo Sai didn't have time to think more, so he could only raise his saber high and shout at the top of his lungs.
"Charge! Keep charging! The Eight Banners warriors will never retreat until they die!"
The second row of muskets fired.
The Qing soldiers beside Shuo Sai screamed and disappeared into the torrent of horseshoes. Even Shuo Sai himself felt a pain in his cheek.
He was not hit by a bullet.
Instead, the bullet shattered someone else's helmet, and the fragments were embedded in his face.
The severe pain made Shuosai go crazy, and he stabbed the horse in the butt with a knife.
The war horse suffered from pain and became as crazy as him. It neighed and passed the others and ran at the front.
His tall horse and his distinctive armor have become the best targets.
The National Defense Forces had hundreds of muskets pointed at him.
Bang bang bang bang bang...
The smoke dissipated and the earth became peaceful.
The Qing cavalry that had been making a desperate raid just now had disappeared into thin air.
The empty plain was littered with bodies that had not yet cooled down.
The broken flag swayed feebly back and forth in the flames, as if it was summoning the souls of the Manchus and burying them.
A few lonely war horses were pacing back and forth among the corpses, seemingly looking for their owners, but more like they didn't know where to go.
For thousands of years, the nomads had left the Central Plains dynasties helpless with their light cavalry advance tactics, and finally bowed their proud heads in the face of hot weapons.
Times have finally changed.
The infantry array of the Sixth Division did not hesitate at all, as if the elimination of tens of thousands of cavalry was just an insignificant thing.
They stepped forward step by step, chasing the Qing army's rear troops and kept firing and advancing, looking at the foot of the mountain to press down step by step.
On the other side, the infantry led by Marashi wanted to use the dilapidated camp to make a final resistance.
However, the Ninth Division used rocket launchers, which not only completely covered the camp, but the subsequent burning caused Malaxi, a warrior, to be reduced to ashes before he could do anything.
The Ninth Division also pursued them to the foot of the mountain.
The two main field forces of the National Defense Forces finally completed their rendezvous.
However, it was too late for them to enjoy the joy of reunion at this time. The Qing army blocking the mountain at the foot of the mountain was more important.
The huge victory is exciting, and the comparison between friendly forces is exciting.
The two armies unexpectedly started fighting.
They all used their greatest strength to send firepower to the Qing soldiers for free.
Once upon a time, it was the Qing army that forced the enemy into this predicament. Now if it were them, the feeling would not be any better.
The artillery fire of two divisions of the National Defense Force was concentrated together. What a terrifying scene it was.
The Qing troops desperately wanted to escape into the mountains, and even began to draw swords on their own people in order to avoid the bombing of the Wehrmacht artillery.
Everyone went crazy and wanted to escape.
Everything that stands in front of you is an enemy.
In the long and narrow valley, human beings began to show their ugliest scenes.