Everyone has their own thoughts, only Zhu Cixiang is still carefully observing the battle situation. In this battle, both sides are using old tactics, and the Tianwu Army has no pressure.

Although the Qing army's cavalry was powerful and charged fiercely, they were still unable to get close to them under the constant firepower of the Tianwu Army.

When some of them rushed about thirty steps in front of the Tianwu Army formation, they were blown up beyond recognition by the grenades thrown by the formation, and they were so dead that they could no longer die.

The Tianwu Army threw grenades row by row. There were about 700 people in each row... How should I put it? Enough!

If it's not enough, the four-meter-long spear is still waiting for you to attack. The war horses dare not go up and attack the flank? A wave of thunder chariots capable of firing thousands of projectiles has been waiting for a long time. Welcome aboard. What can the old driver do with you?

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The Qing cavalry, who were originally full of confidence and charged feverishly, were so frightened by the death of their comrades in front of them that they suddenly woke up. The initial vigor and ferocity were gone. Fear and other negative emotions went straight to their foreheads. Many people had slowed down.

The speed of the charge suggested a retreat.

Seeing the Eight Banners' most elite Baya La camp warriors falling down one after another, and smelling the strong bloody smell of the warriors' blood, Haning'a's old face kept twitching.

He looked up and saw a large number of cavalry coming out of the Ming army's camp. They roared and divided their troops into two wings and came in a hurry, as if they wanted to surround him?

Haning'a immediately ordered: "Quickly withdraw your troops and retreat! Quick! Retreat!"

The urgent sound of golden drums sounded. After hearing the order to retreat, the cavalry of Baya La Camp immediately turned their horses and returned quickly. They were lucky enough to escape.

Because the Qing army retreated too quickly, the Tianwu army had no time to pursue them and had to return to the camp.

Seeing that the Qing troops were defeated and fled, bursts of cheers erupted in the Ming army camp. All the troops admired the Tianwu Army's combat effectiveness.

Yang Guozhu praised: "The Tianwu Army is well-deserved!"

Yang Sichang said: "Three thousand infantry troops fought against thousands of elite cavalry troops of the Eight Banners. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it!"

Gao Qiqian also said: "Congratulations, Your Highness!"

"..."

Amidst the burst of praise, all the generals of the Tianwu Army were full of pride. Zhu Cixiang also smiled and said that this was a small scene.

At this time, the Tianwu Army on a watchtower, who was observing the surroundings with binoculars, suddenly shouted: "Alert, Tatar reinforcements are coming!"

Everyone stopped making noise and looked into the distance hurriedly. They saw countless Qing army flags looming in the distance. Prince Zheng Jierharang was coming with the blue flag!

"It's Jiannu with a blue flag!" Through the flags, someone quickly identified the opponent's troops.

Zhu Cixi smiled and said: "It turns out that it's Jierhalang's grandson who is just a clown!"

All the generals of the Tianwu Army laughed, and even Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but smile.

Yang Sichang reminded: "Your Highness should not underestimate him. Jierhalang is a high-ranking figure among the slave chiefs, and the blue flag in his hand is also very powerful."

Zhu Cixiang shook his head and said: "The defeated general is not brave enough. He was the one I beat last time!"

Zhou Yuji smiled and said: "In the last war, Jierhalang and His Highness made an appointment with the Grandfather and Grandson Bureau. Whoever runs away will be the grandson. As a result, Jierhalang withdrew his troops seven times in a row, and finally fled hundreds of miles. This time, he came,

I should be here to serve tea to His Highness!"

After hearing this, all the generals had wonderful expressions on their faces, especially the generals of the Guanning Army. They were very surprised. Jierhalang had attacked Ningyuan and Jinzhou many times and had a very good reputation in Liaodong. He did not expect to be beaten by the Tianwu Army.

It's so miserable.

Hu Dawei was surprised and said: "Your Highness recognizes Jierhalang as your grandson?"

Mao Yuanyi said: "Your Highness is the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty. How can you accept a slave chief as your grandson? It is really insulting to gentlemen!"

Seeing his serious look, everyone burst into laughter.

Zhu Cixi waved his hand and said: "I haven't officially recognized him yet, so don't take it seriously. Let's see if he comes to offer tea this time!"

After joking for a while, Zhu Cixiang said seriously: "Order, Cao Bianjiao leads 6,000 elite cavalry to defeat the Qing army Xianglan Banner within an hour!"

"The last general takes orders!" Cao Bianjiao clasped his fists and left excitedly.

Chen Xinjia was a little worried and said: "Your Highness, looking at the formation, there are tens of thousands of Qing troops. We only sent 6,000 troops. Isn't it too few?"

Zhu Cixiang said: "Six thousand cavalry are enough. Even if we are slightly defeated, we can protect ourselves!"

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Under the banners of the Qing army, veteran Haning'a was dressed in rough clothes and told Jierhalang something, and Jierhalang rebuked him angrily and loudly.

Haning'a knelt down in the tunnel and said: "Your Majesty, this slave was really chasing the Ming army all the way to fight. Unexpectedly, a man who was very good with firearms suddenly appeared among them. I heard it was called the Tianwu Army. I didn't think so.

enemy."

Hearing the number of the Tianwu Army, Jierhalang couldn't help but shudder. The scene of being chased that day seemed to be vivid in his mind.

Jierhalang asked: "Are you sure it's the Tianwu Army? Is the flag they are flying the Dragon Flag?"

Haning'a said without hesitation: "I'm sure, it's them! But they have withdrawn now. I guess they will come after them in a while."

Ji'erharang nodded slightly, feeling more at ease now. As long as he waits for the arrival of Prince Yu Duduo's troops, the matter of facing the Tianwu Army will be left to him. Young people must go through some real beatings before they can truly grow up.

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Suddenly, the sound of horns and war drums sounded in the Ming army camp, and then a large number of Ming army cavalry spread from the camp like a tide.

A huge gold-woven dragon flag rustled against the north wind and appeared in front of Jierhalang and the others from a distance. The generals with the blue flag seemed to have seen something terrible, and their faces turned ashen.

A bannerman shouted: "Tianwu Army, it's Tianwu Army, run quickly!"

The Tianwu Army cavalry rolled towards them, their red cloaks fluttering in the wind, making them very majestic. As the distance got closer, some Qing soldiers even saw their uniform eight-petal hats and iron-pointed helmets.

In particular, the tall dragon flag mounted on the chariot is even more dazzling. It is the unique dragon banner (dào) of the Tianwu Army. It is the only one among the Ming army, and there is no other semicolon.

Haning'a looked at him in horror, gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, please give the order to attack. This slave is willing to be the vanguard and avenge the previous humiliation!"

Jierhalang didn't even look at him, and directly ordered the front troops to change into the rear formation, and led the men and horses with blue flags to turn around and leave.

The tens of thousands of troops led by Jierhalang were all parties who had participated in the Battle of Anzhou. They all turned around quickly. No one had any objections, and no one was willing to turn back to fight.

Haning'a stared blankly at Prince Zheng who seemed to be running away. He couldn't believe it. Seeing the Tianwu Army coming to kill him, he didn't care about his face anymore and quickly fled on horseback.

Cao Bianjiao led 6,000 cavalry from behind and continuously charged at the Qing army's rear formation. The Qing army started to wail and howl as they killed him. They only regretted that their parents had lost two legs, while the Qing army in the front formation ran faster.

Yang Sichang, Chen Xinjia and other civil servants and generals on the Ming Army Watch Tower were all stunned at the dramatic scene in the distance. Many people even rubbed their eyes.

Chen Xinjia sighed: "It's really like running away from the wind!"

Lu Xiangsheng also said: "It can also be said that he was frightened by the news!"

Yang Sichang said: "I said he was devastated!"

"The soul is flying!" Gao Qiqian also answered.

Mao Yuanyi looked at the vast expanse of white in the wilderness and added: "Feihong seals the snow."
Chapter completed!