"We don't have firearms, but we still have swords."

"Originally, we were just mud-legged, low-class people in the eyes of those scholars."

"The emperor and Yuan Fu trusted us, let us lead the army on the battlefield, and gave us high-ranking officials generous salaries."

"Now is the time to reimburse the imperial court. Even if all 30,000 people are killed, the bodies will still be nailed here and Huang Taiji cannot be allowed to move forward!"

The generals clasped their fists and said in unison: "Here!"

On the third day, Huang Taiji repeated the old routine again, with shield chariots and shield soldiers in front, and all Mongolian soldiers. Cao Wenzhao was determined to fight Huang Taiji here to the death. He didn't care about the consumption of firearms, general cannons, and tiger crouching.

Cannons, multiple cannons, and a group of leopards running wildly fired arrows at once. A large number of firearms exploded into pieces of flame among the charging Mongolian soldiers.

The rumbling explosions, the rising smoke, the blood-stained soil in the sky, and the flashing firelight made the Mongolian soldiers unable to lift their heads at all.

The leaders of the various tribes in Mongolia watched helplessly as their people were being wasted on the battlefield. Every time the fire flickered and every time the flames rose, a large number of people were killed and injured. The big black holes on the grassland were ablaze with fire.

The traces, the traces formed by the rolling war horses, the destroyed pastures with large areas of soil exposed, are the traces of the tragic battlefield, and the traces of the continuous consumption of their tribesmen.

But even so, the Manchus still didn't move!

Going back that day, even though they had received Huang Taiji's promise that the Manchus would go to war tomorrow, the Mongols still had deep hatred for Huang Taiji in their hearts!

For three consecutive days, the Mongols' power was consumed for three consecutive days. Huang Taiji's thoughts were already obvious!

Previously, they had eaten up all their cattle, sheep and grain at the foot of Saihan Mountain, forcing their tribesmen to starve. Now they are consuming the youth of the tribe, so what is left of this tribe?

Are we old, weak, sick or disabled?

And for three consecutive days, one hundred thousand troops and 30,000 Ming troops faced off against each other. Huang Taiji could not break through the Ming army's front line. One hundred thousand men could not defeat 30,000 men. These Mongolian leaders had already developed a deep hatred for Huang Taiji in their hearts.

Doubt: Can Huang Taiji really defeat the Ming Dynasty?

If it could be fought, why were 100,000 people forced to stand still and unable to move by 30,000 people?

In these three days, the Mongols shed all their blood!

Three consecutive days of charge, the Ming army's overwhelming rockets, and seemingly endless artillery shells left a deep impression on the Mongols. The powerful Ming army firepower directly awakened the memories in the bones of these Mongolians.

It is not the great Mongol Empire that swept across Europe and Asia during its invincible period, but the profound memory of being chased and beaten five times by Zhu Di, the founder of the Ming Dynasty!

These Mongolian-headed men looked at me and I looked at you, and all of them were extremely silent.

At present, the 30,000 Ming army can stop the 100,000 Mengman army. What if the Ming army goes out on a large scale?

Don’t forget that of the 30,000 Ming army opposite, only 10,000 were actually Han Chinese, and the remaining 20,000 were Mongolians!

The Mongolian leaders were silent, but Huang Taiji was extremely happy.

"Today, I saw the firepower of the Ming army. They have indeed consumed almost all their gunpowder. They only fired two rounds of those rockets, and the artillery was also intermittent. It is estimated that their cannons will not be able to fire tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow is the moment of decisive battle between me and Cao Wenzhao!"

"I want to eat these 30,000 Ming troops to show the world what the strength of the Qing Dynasty is!"

As soon as Duduo heard this, he immediately asked for a fight: "Brother, my brother, please fight and I would like to be the vanguard!"

Dorgon also said: "Brother, the emperor, I also invite you to fight."

Huang Taiji laughed loudly: "Fourteenth brother, fifteenth brother, you will have a chance to fight tomorrow. At that time, I will conquer the grassland and desert. Once the Ming army is defeated by us, they will not be invincible. We will

The Qing Dynasty will quickly establish its prestige on the grassland."

"At that time, Chahar, Horqin, and Khalkha grasslands will all become vassals of our Qing Dynasty, and our Qing Dynasty will soar to the sky!"

Dorgon couldn't help but said: "Brother Emperor Shengming!"

Huang Taiji smiled proudly: "Thanks also to Mr. Wolong. I am really lucky to have Mr. Wolong in my country!"

Huang Taiji was triumphant and prepared to win in a battle tomorrow, while the Mongolian leaders were sighing and resentful. They felt that they would be used as cannon fodder by Huang Taiji tomorrow!

There is now a sense of mourning in Cao Wenzhao's camp, but the soldiers still look determined, obviously ready to die.

As Cao Wenzhao said, the imperial court treated everyone well, paid out monthly salary and silver in full, and their families had no worries about food, clothing, and land. Naturally, if they wanted to die for the imperial court, they would still be heroes after death, and the imperial court would not treat them badly.

family.

Realizing that they would take away a few Manchus even if they died, the soldiers recharged their batteries after eating and drinking, preparing for tomorrow's bloody battle.

Thirty thousand people, half of whom were infantry, were fighting against a hundred thousand Manchu and Mongolian coalition forces. Obviously no one was sure they could win, but with two backing up, the soldiers were confident!

However, just when Cao Wenzhao was beginning to write a final letter to the court and prepare to let the flying cavalry take him back to the capital, the scout hurried into the tent: "General, reinforcements, reinforcements are here!"

Cao Wenzhao was stunned and couldn't help but get up: "What did you say?"

The scout gasped: "Reinforcements, reinforcements from the imperial court have arrived! We have met General Zhou's vanguard."

Cao Wenzhao said quickly: "Let him in quickly!"

Soon an officer from the Fifth Army Camp came in and knelt down on one knee: "I have seen General Cao."

When he saw that he was an old subordinate from the Fifth Army Camp, Cao Wenzhao was surprised and said: "Where are the imperial reinforcements?"

The officer replied: "After receiving your military report, the emperor and Yuan Fu ordered the dispatch of troops. We marched quickly on the grassland for two days to reach the capital of Balian, and then spent another day to get here."

"General Zhou is now leading the fifth military camp, and the 20,000 reinforcements from the Firearms Battalion are already less than five miles away from here!"

The fifth military camp and the firearms camp have 20,000 reinforcements!

Cao Wenzhao slumped in his command position and let out a long sigh of relief. With 20,000 reinforcements, which were new troops from the Beijing camp, he had 50,000 soldiers in his hands. 50,000 soldiers were enough for him to win this battle!
Chapter completed!