On the plains of mixed green and yellow, with rivers crisscrossing in the distance, everything is clearly visible.
The place where the two armies were stationed was at a fork of the Lenge River. Two small rivers merged into the big river, forming a jigsaw.
The Qing army was in the upper reaches of the main stream, while the Ming army was at the confluence of a river, only a hundred miles away.
If we were in the Central Plains, we wouldn't be able to walk within fifty or sixty miles in a day, but in today's plains, we can reach it in half a day.
The Qing army was divided into three large camps, adjacent to the river and serving as antlers to each other. They were extremely crude and crude, and their greatest protection was only some antlers.
At this time, the cavalry groups of the Ming army were rushing towards the Qing army like a torrent. This situation seemed like a flood that was about to submerge all obstacles.
Naturally, the Qing army had no confidence in defending the camp, so they had no choice but to leave the camp and launch a counterattack.
The Ming army wore black and red military robes, with conspicuous triangular red scarves around their necks, and hat-shaped helmets, which were extremely conspicuous on the battlefield.
The Qing army, on the other hand, adhered to water virtues, so they mostly wore gray and black military robes. The colors of the Eight Banners, which used to be colorful, have all changed under the difficult environment.
The black and red torrent and the black and gray torrent collide.
The Qing army was divided into several groups, like birds flocking to feed.
The Ming army formed a rope, and even the cavalry remained in order and did not dare to deviate from the battle formation.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Countless horse hooves were marching forward in rapid succession.
"Bangdang...ah..."
Upon contact, sparks flew and screams spread.
With the rapid charge, the long spears and spears in the middle stabbed each other, and the men and horses flipped over like boiling water. The two armies quickly intertwined, and the swords and swords hacked and slashed rapidly in the air.
The cavalry of the Qing army were mostly light cavalry who were trained from the Mongols and liked to shoot at random.
The front troops fought each other, while the arrows from the rear came from all directions, most of which were thrown at the Ming army.
However, the importance of armor is clearly reflected on the battlefield. This kind of projectile does not cause much damage at all. Except for a few unlucky ghosts, it cannot solve the Ming army at all.
At this time, the Ming army used the power of armor to continuously charge and fight, like a crazy tiger, desperate.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and corpses littered the fields.
This brutal fighting immediately frightened many Mongolians.
Especially the Mongolian cavalry recruited from Suiyuan and Chahar.
For them, being recruited by Chuluo Khan was just for military service. They could just get some benefits afterwards, and they would not be so desperate.
At the same time, the Mongolians who were incorporated into the Eight Banners were also frightened.
Most of them are Chechen Khans and Buryat Mongols, who were incorporated into the Eight Banners of Mongolia and became their own people, but they understand the difference between the inside and the outside.
The Mongolian Eight Banners are still under the Manchu Eight Banners, and as the population of the Mongolian Eight Banners continues to expand, the imperial court's fear becomes greater.
The two hesitations caused the pace of the battlefield to suddenly slow down a bit.
But the central battlefield was still tragic.
Luckard was dumbfounded: "The Ming army actually put the cavalry first and did not set up a formation."
In his past experience, the Ming army usually used the musket formation as the center, with cavalry on the two wings, and then pressed forward step by step, constantly cannibalizing other soldiers and horses.
But on the grassland, infantry can fight but cannot chase, and cavalry is the way to go.
Riding against riding, this has never happened before.
"not good--"
Luckard was shocked. His own elite cavalry actually had the upper hand throughout.
You must know that the side that was crushed before was all the Ming army!
"Can it be that our Qing Dynasty can't even compete with the Ming army in cavalry and archery?"
Luckard's eyes were filled with sadness.
Nikan on the side was extremely anxious. He scratched his ears and cheeks, gritted his teeth and said: "A group of gangsters, who are usually very majestic, but turned into soft-legged shrimps on the battlefield."
"General, let me lead them to kill the enemy."
Luck Dehun turned his head and looked at Nikan: "No, do you think the situation on the battlefield will change with the addition of you?"
"But the Qing Dynasty cannot be defeated!"
Nikan said in a deep voice, and he directed the two Goshiha to put on the armor on him. After a while, the blue and white face armor was draped on him.
He stroked the armor and said, "This was made from Taizu and given to my Ama. Now is the time to show it off."
Nikan's father is Nurhachi's eldest son Chu Ying. With his status as the eldest son and his outstanding military exploits, he once became Nurhachi's heir.
However, due to his cruel nature and narrow-mindedness, he offended the "Five Founding Ministers" (E Yidu, Fei Yingdong, He Heli, Anfei Yanggu and Hu Erhan) and his brothers, and lost his power and position. His dissatisfaction was palpable, and he burned incense and cursed the ministers and brothers.
He was put under house arrest by Nurhaci and later executed.
It is precisely because of this that Nikan can't wait to express himself and win reputation.
"Nikan——" Luck Dehun couldn't bear to say.
"If I fail, then withdraw the troops!"
Nikan walked a few steps and looked back: "The Eight Banners cannot have too many casualties. The Meng Eight Banners need me to lead them in the battle."
"Even if I die in the end, they will be speechless!"
Luckard was speechless.
The dignified princes fought together with the Meng Eight Banners, which not only boosted their morale, but also prepared them for defeat.
He felt a little sad for a moment.
Once upon a time, the Mongols, who had always been regarded as hunting dogs by them, were now able to compete with them.
Perhaps it was doomed when they lost Liaodong and were forced to migrate to Lake Baikal!
"Kill! Defeat the Ming thief!"
Nikan was surrounded by a circle of cavalry. He pointed his sword at the Ming army fighting in front and shouted.
The general took action, which greatly boosted the morale of the Qing army. The cavalry battle was not less fierce, and they continued to attack head on. After a hard fight, the disadvantage was slightly reversed.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they penetrated several cavalry units, they were met by a large group of purge cavalry with bright banners and armor all over their bodies.
"Heavy Cavalry——"
Nikan gritted his teeth, his heart heavy.
It turned out to be waiting for them here.
The elite soldiers on iron horses gleamed in the sun, glowing with an iron murderous aura.
Shi Ding was wearing iron armor, only his eyes were exposed, and he stared at Nikan intently.
Among all the gray and black, Nikan's armor was so dazzling, like the moon in the dark night, that it was impossible to ignore.
Next to him, Lieutenant General Ma Wannian was also looking at him with eager eyes: "Boss, this is probably a big fish."
"It's not a big fish, it's a big fat fish."
Shi Ding laughed: "Brother Ma, if we take this person down, we may be promoted to a noble title!"
Ma Wannian smiled, his eyes full of enthusiasm.
His grandmother Qin Liangyu was awarded the title of Shizhu Bo. After she died of illness many years ago, the title was passed down to his grandson.
But it is not that easy to be promoted from earl to marquis.
However, after capturing this person, sweeping across the entire Beihai, and obtaining the upgrade of the Ming Beihai Battle, it was a matter of course to accumulate military merits and become a Marquis.
Although a marquis is only one level more than an earl, how many marquises were there in the Ming Dynasty?
Only the marquis is qualified to participate in the division of power in the Five Armed Forces Governor's Palace, and the earl can only sit and watch.
Marquis, for the Ma family, whether it is power, status, or wealth, it will increase several times or even ten times.
Not to mention anything else, the earl can only serve as the commander-in-chief of the troops in each province, while the two generals like Anxi's Yili, Jilin, and Heilongjiang are just the marquis's meal.
The Earl's influence can only be in the army or in one place, but the Marquis can influence the whole country. The difference is incalculable.
Shi Ding, on the other hand, thought of relying on this skill to jump from Viscount to Earl, turn his family into a Spylord, and retire with the Ming Dynasty. This was no less than a leap across the Dragon Gate.
Nikan looked at the group of cavalry: "After defeating the main force of these people, this battle will at least be a peaceful one. The Fengjing Mansion may be able to turn the corner."
"kill--"
Both parties are thinking rapidly and are pursuing their own wishful thinking.
Shi Ding's head was filled with blood, and his eyes were bloodshot. The person in front of him seemed to be the enemy who killed his father. He clapped his horse and accelerated without saying anything. He pointed his scimitar forward: "Kill!"
"Kill! Kill..." the Ming army's cavalry shouted and swarmed forward.
The heavy heavy cavalry galloped in groups, making a very loud sound, as if iron blood was whistling in the wind.
Not to be outdone, Nikan also rushed forward with a roar!
There was a loud noise and the confrontation was very scary. The faces of the people wrapped in iron armor showed expressions of determination.
The scene at this time requires the greatest courage and determination not to be afraid of death. It is useless to be afraid of death. Unless you want to be trampled to death immediately, you cannot stop!
Crazy shouts and shouts came one after another, louder than the sound of horse hooves. People were not only building up their momentum, but also building up their courage!
"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding..."
"Bang bang!" The cavalry even collided directly with each other. The horses neighed miserably and there was a heavy and violent impact. The crowd in front seemed to be committing suicide madly.
The flesh, flesh, and metal seemed to be crumpled into a ball.
The wind roared in my ears, and I don't know how long the fight lasted.
When Nikan looked back, the situation on the battlefield was unbearable to look at!
A large number of troops were trapped in the chaos. The Qing army was running around like a colony of frightened ants, while the Ming army was chasing and killing them endlessly. Wherever you looked, the entire wilderness seemed to be undergoing a killing scene!
Looking back, the setting sun that had half gone down the mountain was red, as if it was dyed red by blood.
Nikan's mind went blank.
"Don't leave General Jiannu——"
Suddenly there was a shout from afar.
Only then did he realize that, less than a hundred steps away from him, the cavalry had been biting him fiercely since ancient times.
Nikan looked around and saw that there were less than a thousand people left in front of him.
"Walk."
Although I spoke of great ambition at the time, by now the passion had dissipated, leaving only timidity and the desire for life in my heart.
A group of cavalry protected them and entered from a distance.
It's a pity that Shi Ding and Ma Wannian are not willing to let go of the credit they have obtained, but they insist on it and rush here regardless of the cost.
"Prince, you go first, and I will stop the rear for you."
After a while, a veteran general came out, led three to four hundred people to leave the team, and faced the Ming army.
"Seeking death." Shi Ding was furious. He took out the short gun on his horse and shot him in the chest.
Then, the soldiers on the side did not hesitate, and at the same time they raised the short muskets that had been prepared for a long time, and fired with a crackle.
In an instant, the cavalry behind them were beaten to pieces, unable to stop them for even a step.
The short blunderbuss could only be fired once, and refilling it immediately would waste time. Shi Ding put away the short blunderbuss and continued to rush towards Nikan.
Looking at the wolf-like Ming army behind him, Nikan was instantly frightened to the point of being out of his body. He whipped the horse under his crotch desperately, trying to stay away from them.
At this moment, the Ming army's horsemen and people on the ground were rushing towards them in a chaotic manner, and dense cherry spears were stabbing in this direction. The screams of the people and the neighing of the horses were deafening.
Suddenly, Nikan felt that the seats were empty, the war horse suddenly screamed and knelt on its front hooves, and he immediately jumped forward.
There was a "clang" sound, stars appeared in front of his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, there was a knife whizzing towards him.
Without even thinking about it, Nikan unsheathed his scimitar with a "swish" sound and swung it forward. "Cang!" The tiger's mouth suddenly went numb.
Then, he was kicked hard, as if he had been hit hard in the abdomen, and a pain spread throughout his body. It seemed that his lower body was numb, and he immediately lay on the ground unable to get up.
Nikan gritted his teeth and didn't even hum. He glared at the man fiercely.
But he laughed and pulled off Nikan's helmet, revealing his bruised face.
"Caught alive."
Shi Ding laughed and stepped on him, feeling proud that he could not get rid of.
Ma Wannian also arrived. When he saw the Manchu general who was trampled under his feet, he couldn't help but said: "I don't know who he is."
"In short, the official position is not small." Shi Ding said casually: "When people tell the difference, our brothers can at least make a small contribution."
"Even if it's the first achievement, I can still compete for it."
At this time, Nikan was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die.
Being taken prisoner is the greatest humiliation for a general.
While he was chatting, he felt that he had recovered a little and immediately wanted to get up, but the heavy armor and the strength of his thighs were like a huge mountain.
Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat, he looked at the broken blade beside him, held it with his right hand, and wiped it directly towards his neck.
Hula.
Blood flowed out.
Only then did Nikan feel that he was responsible for the casualties of tens of thousands of troops.
"Why did you die?"
At this time, Ma Wannian, who was chatting, realized something was wrong and said in surprise.
"There is no difference between living and dead." Shi Ding said casually: "These group of slaves are so unruly that they can't possibly be surrendered, right?"
At this time, Chen Dong raised his telescope and looked at the battlefield.
After an afternoon of fighting, only 20,000 to 30,000 Qing troops managed to escape from the battlefield, and the rest were left behind.
At this time, the sun has set, and there is a patch of orange-red clouds remaining in the sky, like blood stains. The scene is even more terrifying at this time, with corpses everywhere, and corpses piled up in some places!
At this time, some of the surrounded remaining soldiers lost all resistance and fell to their knees, raised their hands in the air and climbed down to worship, loudly begging for mercy.
When fighting on the battlefield, sometimes the killings were red-blooded, and some Ming soldiers stabbed people whenever they saw them, regardless of whether they surrendered or not.
In the battle between life and death, the beginning is not easy, and the end is naturally difficult.
"We won." Chen Dong sighed.
After the main force of the Manchu Qing Dynasty is eliminated, the road to the so-called Fengjing Mansion will be smooth from now on.
"Blow the trumpet and start cleaning the battlefield."
The military doctors who had been waiting for a long time came to the battlefield one after another and used simple single frames to transport many wounded soldiers. Many soldiers also stepped forward to help.
The auxiliary soldiers in the baggage camp began to clean the battlefield and collect all available supplies.