Smoke and dust billowed, and the Qing army's heavy cavalry rushed over.
They crossed over the trench that had been filled in, and then raised their reins and rode their horses towards the Ming army. The Qing cavalry were all heavily armored and heavy horses. With the sound of "rumbling, rumbling", they either overturned the chariot or knocked the chariot away. Cars, or leaping into the air, break into the camp in just an instant!
As for the Ming Army's left-wing battalion in Shanhai Town, only some rocket vehicles were ignited, but the scattered rockets were unable to exert their original power.
Countless heavy cavalry of the Qing army rushed over. They broke through the car formation and rushed straight into the left wing camp formation.
The Ming army, which had already begun to flee in panic, became even more frightened when they saw this. They abandoned their helmets and armor and scrambled to disperse in all directions as if their lives were lost.
They would ignore their backs and leave them to the enemy, allowing the Tatar cavalry to rush over and be trampled or chopped to the ground by their horses.
The sound of wailing and screaming shattered everyone's eardrums. The ground was in a mess. The wreckage of the chariot was mixed with bright red and dark red blood, and some broken limbs were scattered. It was like purgatory on earth.
Some musketeers had no time to escape. They actually forgot that their muskets were only half-loaded and before the powder was pressed in. They picked up the muskets in their hands and aimed at the Qing army's cavalry.
But no matter how hard they pressed the match rope against the fire door, they just couldn't light the fire, and they could only let the rushing horsemen slash and kill them at will.
Some people were so flustered that they did not know how much gunpowder they had pressed into the gunpowder. Now they were about to shoot the gunpowder, causing the gunpowder to explode and the barrel to burst, injuring themselves.
All the Ming troops were running away, and the Mongolian Northern Qingqi who had just retreated were quickly outflanking them from both sides. They chased the Ming troops on the periphery and continued to shoot.
The biggest fear is passing on!
In the process of transmission, fear will be infinitely amplified.
The officers and soldiers of the Left Wing Battalion of Shanhai Town all knew that if they kept running like this, sooner or later they would be overtaken and killed by the captive cavalry. After all, how could a two-legged man outrun a four-legged war horse?
But driven by fear, they just couldn't stop and ran away as if their lives were dead.
Chariots and horses were constantly being overturned or knocked away. There were more and more gaps in the chariot array, and they were getting bigger and bigger. Waves of heavy Manchu cavalry came in from all directions through the gaps.
They used heavy cavalry to exert pressure on the front, forcing the Ming army to retreat and flee, while they used light cavalry to constantly outflank, divide, and tear apart from both wings. This is how they drove the Ming army.
Under extreme fear, the defeated soldiers of the left-wing battalion were even more panic-stricken. Most of them fled in the direction of the flow of people. They were chased by the Qing cavalry and fled straight to the valley and plains to the east.
Many Ming soldiers were driven and crowded together. Many of them were pushed down and trampled to death, or they fought for a way to escape. The people behind them even madly hacked and killed those who ran slower in front.
Driven by the desire to survive, people can become devils, even more terrifying than devils!
They did not dare to turn around and fight the Tatars, but they could slash their brothers in front with the steel swords in their hands. At this time, they were no longer human.
He Youren rode on a war horse, and his general He Zhong led 200 servants and 300 fine cavalry to escort him, galloping all the way east. Like the deserters, they rode up and killed all the escapees in front of them along the way. Military and civilian husbands.
General He Youren had a look of confusion on his face. He held the reins tightly with both hands and stared blankly at the surrounding layers of defeated soldiers and civilians who were fleeing for their lives. He murmured: "It's over... routed... defeated. ah……"
Originally, He Youren's left wing battalion still had a chance to fight, and he did not want to be defeated like this. After all, he would have to face punishment under military law in the future.
Without engaging the enemy, the entire army was defeated. I'm afraid he was destined to be beheaded!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly hate Marco. He was so angry that he cursed: "Marco, you villain, you will not die well..."
Ma Zhong next to him heard this and yelled angrily with a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, General, I'll go and chop off this thief's head for you."
He Youren was startled when he heard this and sobered up a lot. He grabbed the reins of He Zhong's horse and said urgently: "Zhong'er, don't do this!"
To be honest, He Youren has no hope for himself now. The whole division was defeated without engaging the slave traitors. What worries him the most is Ma Ke, the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan Pass.
Losing one's master and losing one's territory is an unforgivable crime, but at most it is death.
But the commander-in-chief, Ma Ke, has always been at odds with him, and he is currently unable to rescue him. In order to hide his fault, Bao Buqi will put all the blame on himself.
He would even kill them all and annex his own servants, the Jingqi.
As for the only child of the He family, he only has a nephew beside him, and he has such a reckless and straightforward temperament. If his soul returns to Jiuquan, how can he survive in the intrigues and intrigues of the military world.
To be honest, He Youren is really afraid that after he pleads guilty and is punished, this stupid boy will go to Marco and fight to avenge himself?
When he thought of this, his initial decadence disappeared and he suddenly cheered up.
He Youren held up the reins with his left hand and reined in the horse's head. The horse under his crotch was restrained by this, and it obviously began to slow down. After running for more than twenty steps, it suddenly stopped. His two front hooves were raised in the air, and then landed heavily on the ground. .
In the past few years, those servants, whether they are individuals or their family members, have all lived a stable life in Shanhaiguan thanks to He Youren's care.
However, all of this was given by their general, and they had already given their lives to He Youren, and the more than 300 elite cavalry on the outside were also regarded as superiors in the left-wing camp, only inferior to these servants. Just a little bit.
At this moment, when they saw He Youren holding the reins with one hand to rein in the horse's head, they all stopped and waited for his instructions.
He Youren quickly took off his point steel gun with his right hand, held it high in his hand, and shouted loudly: "You guys, you have been with me for many years, and now even if we escape back, we will be punished by military law.
If we hadn't killed a few of these Tatar thieves right here, we wouldn't have lived this life in vain! "
"Let's do it. Kill one and we'll get enough. Kill two and we'll earn one more."
He Zhong rode his horse and stood beside his uncle. After hearing what He Youren said, he immediately raised his arms and shouted.
"...Kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one..."
The nearly five hundred cavalrymen around them all joined in and started shouting and shouting along with them.
However, He Youren's original intention was not to encourage them to go back and die. He was seen riding on his horse and looking around.
No one knew what he meant by this, but out of trust in their general, no one raised any questions. They all rode and waited.
After a while, He Youren sat firmly on the saddle and said to everyone: "General, I also know that you are all loyal and righteous people. Since you dare to accompany me to Jinzhou, you are all prepared to die.
However, you are all good men under my command. Now the defeat of our left wing battalion is a foregone conclusion. It cannot be saved without human power. Although you are brave and not afraid of death, it is useless to die in vain.
I observed that there were many infantrymen of our left wing battalion in the southwest. Although they were also defeated, the troops were still in good order. Since they were my colleagues and subordinates, how could they be willing to face death without saving them. "
He raised his spear high and shouted: "General, I am going to save you and my fellow brothers. Are you willing to follow me?"
"...The master will kill the slaves..."
"...Go and rescue Brother Buying..."
"...kill slaves...kill slaves..."
Under He Youren's encouragement, the morale of the nearly five hundred elite cavalry who had not collapsed around him returned again. They waved their weapons and roared.
In the end, they all merged into two words: "Kill the slaves!"
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After receiving He Youren's request for help, the Shanhaiguan Commander-in-Chief Soldiers and Horses Department immediately assembled the soldiers and horses of the main barracks.
However, he was afraid of the Qing army's heavy cavalry, so he led his army to the west for only about one and a half miles, and then ordered to form a formation and hold on, sending only a small number of sentry cavalry to inquire about the battle ahead.
His idea was actually very simple, that is, to let the soldiers of the left wing battalion consume the Qing army's vigor first, so that when his main battalion went to battle, it would be easier to resist.
At the beginning, the sentry cavalry reported back that the left-wing battalion formed a trench with chariots to defend. From a distance, the troops looked in good order, and the Qing cavalry had charged twice, but both were repelled by the left-wing battalion's artillery fire.
Marco rode his yellow and white steed, still thinking in his mind, when should he attack?
According to the report of the sentry cavalry, the left wing battalion may be able to withstand the impact of these Tatars. In this case, if the soldiers under their command arrive early, they will suffer greater losses.
But if he went up too late, once the Tatars retreated, wouldn't he get no credit at all? Instead, he would have mobilized the army to come back for reinforcements.
Makoce was on his horse, thinking hard about the good opportunity to enter the army, how to suffer less losses and gain a lot of military exploits.
Suddenly, a large plume of smoke and dust was seen rising from the west, followed by the faint sound of noisy voices. Just when Marco was confused, three sentries rode back quickly.
They came to Marco and reported with horrified expressions: "Master Handsome, collapsed... collapsed..."
Marco was shocked when he heard this. Although he had guessed the answer in his heart, he didn't want to believe it. He asked eagerly: "Damn it, why are you panicking? Tell me, what happened?"
The leader seemed to be in a panic. He kept swallowing his saliva and breathing heavily. However, the sentry behind him was calmer. He took a step forward on his horse and loudly reported: "Come back to the commander, the left wing camp has collapsed. Why?" The general's side collapsed."
"Bang!" A crisp sound came.
It turned out that Du Sima Zhiren had been by Ma Ke's side, following closely and serving him meticulously. The purpose was naturally for his guerrilla general.
He just saw that Marco seemed to have some difficulty when turning his neck, so he took the initiative to show his courtesy and asked Marco to take off his helmet first. He would hold it next to him and just put it on when needed.
But Ma Zhiren had never been on the battlefield a few times. Now that he heard that He Youren's thousands of soldiers and horses were completely defeated, he panicked and dropped Ma Ke's helmet to the ground.
Ma Zhiren was also frightened by the "bang" sound. He hurriedly turned over and fell off his horse, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying repeatedly: "Commander...spare...my life...spare my life...ah..."
Ma Ke's eyes swept over him viciously, stopping at his general Ma Zhiyong who was galloping in the distance, and said in a cold tone: "Get up. Be careful next time!"
After he finished speaking, he ignored Ma Zhiren and raised his whip to urge the horse to gallop. Ma Zhiyong ran towards him.
Ma Zhiren did not dare to stand up directly. He waited for Marco to run away before he leaned over to pick up the helmet and carefully wiped the dust on it. After wiping it thoroughly, he carefully held it in his hand and trotted towards Marco. Go away in a hurry.
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The main barracks of Shanhaiguan Commander-in-Chief Ma Ke also used chariots and horses in front to build a wall of vehicles as a line of defense.
After all, he is the commander-in-chief of a town. His battalion has many more tanks, artillery, and muskets than He Youren's left-wing battalion. The west and south sides of the square formation are tightly protected.
However, chariots and horses are limited after all. Not to mention being surrounded on all sides, even three sides cannot be surrounded. There are only a few chariots and horses on the north side to protect the connection with the west, and only shield soldiers guard the rest of the area. .
Ma Zhiren rushed over, holding Ma Ke's helmet in both hands and handing it over. Due to Ma Zhiyong's kindness, Ma Ke didn't say anything else. He snorted and glared at Ma Zhiren again before taking the helmet and wearing it. on the head.
However, at this time, they could also clearly see the thousands of civilians and military men running back in front of them. Behind them were billowing smoke and dust. They didn't know how many broken troops and how many Tatars and cavalry were there.
He looked like a headless fly, completely ignoring everything around him. In order to run faster, he would even grab the people in front of him to gain strength.
Although Ma Ke was already panicking, as the commander of the first army, he still forced himself to calm down and said to Ma Zhiyong: "Quick, send the order to stop the mob from rushing into the formation, prepare artillery and blunderbuss. Quick..."
Ma Zhiyong was promoted based on his military merit. He naturally knew the danger of a rout. Once he allowed them to rush into the formation, he would also be defeated.
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The main barracks of Shanhaiguan Commander-in-Chief Ma Ke also used chariots and horses in front to build a wall of vehicles as a line of defense.
After all, he is the commander-in-chief of a town. His battalion has many more tanks, artillery, and muskets than He Youren's left-wing battalion. The west and south sides of the square formation are tightly protected.
However, chariots and horses are limited after all. Not to mention being surrounded on all sides, even three sides cannot be surrounded. There are only a few chariots and horses on the north side to protect the connection with the west, and only shield soldiers guard the rest of the area. .
Ma Zhiren rushed over, holding Ma Ke's helmet in both hands and handing it over. Due to Ma Zhiyong's kindness, Ma Ke didn't say anything else. He snorted and glared at Ma Zhiren again before taking the helmet and wearing it. on the head.
However, at this time, they could also clearly see the thousands of civilians and military men running back in front of them. Behind them were billowing smoke and dust. They didn't know how many broken troops and how many Tatars and cavalry were there.
He looked like a headless fly, completely ignoring everything around him. In order to run faster, he would even grab the people in front of him to gain strength.
Although Ma Ke was already panicking, as the commander of the first army, he still forced himself to calm down and said to Ma Zhiyong: "Quick, send the order to stop the mob from rushing into the formation, prepare artillery and blunderbuss. Quick..."
Ma Zhiyong was promoted based on his military merit. He naturally knew the danger of a rout. Once he allowed them to rush into the formation, he would also be defeated.
