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Being on this battlefield, individuals are so insignificant. They have been suppressed for too long. The Ming army was repeatedly pressed to the ground and rubbed by Jianlu. They really needed a victory in the war.

Tianxiong Army, Zhongyong Army, Yongwei Cavalry, Ma Shilong's troops, Denglai reinforcements...

Groups of Ming army officers and soldiers, under the command of generals from various departments, were fighting towards the outskirts of the Santun camp where Jianlu was entrenched. On the way forward, Ming army officers and soldiers fell from time to time.

Compared with the Ming Dynasty frontier troops guarding the front of Liao Dynasty, the Ming army officers and soldiers who can appear on the battlefield of Santun Camp are all elites everywhere, and they are all men whose blood has not yet run cold.

They were not like the frontline troops in Liaodong, who were trapped and frightened by a group of generals who were greedy for life and afraid of death. Under the conscious deployment of Emperor Chongzhen, those who could lead troops on the frontline battlefield were the most bloody in the Ming Dynasty.

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Sun Zushou, Ma Shilong, Zhang Keda...

These warriors whose names will go down in history are not afraid of dying on the battlefield. They are only afraid that their own deaths will be full of conspiracy and have no meaning.

"The Ming army is mighty!!"

"The Ming army is mighty!!"

The group of disciples who were accompanying them all roared uncontrollably as they watched the soldiers fighting on the front line, fearlessly launching an offensive against the Jianlu.

Once upon a time, they were dandy boys who were waiting to die, and they were dandy boys who bullied others with power, but they were still young, and the passion in their hearts had never cooled down.

After seeing the tragic battle in front of them, the hearts of all of them were restless. Deep in their hearts, a sound of rushing forward kept echoing.

Emperor Chongzhen was riding on his horse, looking at the group of ferocious-looking descendants of his descendants, his eyes shining brightly. It seemed that the descendants of the Ming Dynasty were not completely ruined.

If all the relatives of the Ming Dynasty were like Zhu Chunchen and only calculated their own interests, then this special group should be eliminated.

Smelling the smell of blood wafting from the frontline battlefield, Emperor Chongzhen exclaimed softly subconsciously. Since the beginning of the war, he had not seen a group of Ming army soldiers. Because the enemy soldiers they encountered were too strong, they were defeated and scattered.

Troop formation.

There is still hope for salvation in this Ming Dynasty!

The hand holding the reins was tightly clenched, Emperor Chongzhen tried to calm down. In this declared first battle with the Jianlu army entrenched in Santun camp, Ming Dynasty must win!

Even if you pay a heavy price, you must win!

Yue Tuo and Hao Ge, who were scattered in the outer camps, looked at the anxious battlefield in front of them, with angry faces on their faces. They couldn't believe that the Ming army, who had been repeatedly pressed to the ground and rubbed, could actually have such fighting spirit.

Although they did not want to admit it in their hearts, there was only a slim chance that the camp stationed on the outskirts of the Santun camp could survive the fierce attack launched by the Ming army with such momentum.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Kill!!"

The various sounds that spread on the noisy battlefield stimulated the soldiers on both sides of the battle, and also stimulated Huang Taiji who was watching the battle on the wall of Santun Camp.

'How can this be.'

Huang Taiji's angry eyes stared at the battlefield on the front line, looking at the suppressed Eight Banners force. He simply couldn't believe that what he saw was real.

You must know that in this battle, he invested thousands of cavalry. Those Mongolian soldiers who were skilled in bows and horses, and good at riding and shooting, failed to overwhelm the Ming army's formation and cause chaos to the Ming army.

Huang Taiji couldn't imagine what kind of losses Dajin would suffer if this battle continued.

"King Khan, ask your slaves to lead your troops into battle. These damn Minggou guys really deserve to be killed!!"

"Master, ask your slave to lead Bai Ya Le into battle!"

The Eight Banners generals and commanders who gathered around Huang Taiji, and even Azige, Shuotuo and other Baylors, all stepped forward to ask for a fight with great fury.

It was obvious that on the battlefield in Liaodong, where their Eight Banners force was located, the Ming army was defeated, but when they arrived at the Daming Pass, everything turned around.

The pride displayed on the battlefield made them unable to accept this fact.

The Ming army should be plundered and killed by their powerful Eight Banners force!!

"King Khan, we can't fight anymore!"

Fan Wencheng, who had been watching the battle, stepped forward with an anxious look on his face, looked at the gloomy Huang Taiji, and said anxiously: "If the battle continues, our Eight Banners will lose too many troops and horses.

The Ming army's artillery attack is too fierce, and the advantages of our Eight Banners athletes cannot be used at all. King Khan, please quickly order the Eight Banners athletes to retreat to Santun Camp!!"

Fan Wencheng's persuasion was like pouring a ladle of cold water into a hot oil pan and it immediately started to boil.

"Fan Wencheng, what the hell are you talking about? You are such a greedy and fearful dog slave. How dare you give up so easily? I, the Eight Banners athletes, are invincible!"

"You bitch slave, I will chop you down!!"

Under the roars, Huang Taiji suddenly turned around, looked at the excited people, glared and angrily shouted: "You want to rebel, but you can't do it!!"

Hearing Huang Taiji's angry rebuke, the gang of Jianlu Beile and generals in front of them all lowered their arrogant heads. The golden rat tail looked so dazzling.

Although I felt unwilling to do so in my heart, the battlefield in front of me was too unfavorable to the Eight Banners. There were too many soldiers of the Ming Army going into battle, and they simply could not defeat them.

Squeezed on the battlefield of Santun Camp, the advantages of the Eight Banners' powerful forces could not be used at all. At this moment, Huang Taiji finally understood the meaning of what Emperor Chongzhen said to him earlier.

"Pass this Khan's order and call upon the Eight Banners athletes who have gone out to fight to retreat and withdraw their troops at the behest of gold!!"

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, Huang Taiji gritted his teeth and roared, the Eight Banners force, which was once invincible on the Liaodong battlefield, actually voluntarily withdrew from the battlefield due to the Ming army's offensive.

It's just that in a battle of this scale, even if you want to convey the military order to withdraw troops, it will take a long time. Emperor Chongzhen, who has been watching the battle, became excited when he saw the changes on the frontline battlefield.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the Jianlu troops have withdrawn!!"

"Your Majesty, my Ming Dynasty has won this battle!!"

Under the cheers one after another, Emperor Chongzhen rode on the horse, his breathing began to become heavier, and he held the reins in his hands tightly. The Ming Dynasty really won this battle.

"Dignity that comes from fighting is called dignity!!"

Under the gaze of Wang Qia, Zhu Chunchen and others, Emperor Chongzhen was filled with excitement and shouted loudly: "The athletes of my Ming Dynasty have never been worse than Jianlu!!"

"The Ming army is mighty!"

"Long live your Majesty!!"
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