Nababutai's head fell to the ground.

But Dorgon didn't even look at the head.

The person who was beheaded in front of him was his brother. Dorgon should call him brother, not to mention that this person was the lord of Zhenghuang Banner.

Now, Dorgon holds a knife, stained with Babutai's blood. This Beile is now in a different place.

Dorgon's eyes showed fierce light and his eyes were surfing around. The rest of the people, not to mention the generals of the Han army, or the princes of Mongolia, and even the banner owners of other Jiannu, could not help but be trembling with it.

Dorgon turned his horse back and said, "As soon as I ordered, Zhengbai Banner was the vanguard, and the rest of the troops attacked me from all over the place. Within an hour, I would take the head of the Ming army opposite. Someone took a step back and killed them. Someone stopped and killed them. After taking down the Ming army opposite, Xu Er robbed them for three days and three nights."

"As for the order!" After hearing this, the banner leaders and military generals of each department had no doubts and said that they were yes.

Even though there are intrigues between the various departments and their own thoughts, the Niulu below has many conflicts due to the division of land and spoils, but at this time, they all have the same goal.

No one looked at Babutai again, even though Babutai was once very popular.

But at this time, even Babutai's closest person agreed that Babutai, who retreated without authorization, should be beheaded. He... deserves to die!

Dorgon ordered Zhengbai Banner to be the vanguard, which was actually just a thought.

Originally, the Khan only personally controlled the two flags of troops, namely the Zhenghuang and the Yinghuang flags. Dorgon was originally the banner owner of the Zhengbai Banner and ascended the Khan throne as the Zhengbai Banner. Naturally, he took over the three flags. Speaking of which, this Zhengbai Banner is Dorgon's true direct line, and the Niulu of the Zhengbai Banner are all his slaves.

At this time, Dorgon had obviously invested a lot.

Jiannu has never suffered such a great defeat. If there was no statement today, I was afraid that when I returned to Liaodong, the other banner owners would ask him to give him an explanation.

This was the first bad battle after Dorgon ascended the throne of Khan. There was only success, no possibility of failure.

With a command, each unit sharpened its swords and for a moment, people were roaring and war horses were neighing.

In fact, theoretically speaking, the terrain of such a large legion was a disadvantage for the Jiannu people in such a small space.

It’s just that the Eight Banners suffered such a hard beating. If they lead their troops away, it would never be feasible.

Now, there is the dragon flag of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty ahead.

In front, there were countless corpses of the iron cavalry of the Zhenghuang Banner.

Since that's the case, I can only rush.

There must be a price, but to make this sigh.

Even if you lose another banner, once you win the Ming Emperor on the opposite side, you will make a lot of money.

So, the whimpering horn made a dull sound like thunder.

Countless cavalrymen began to pick up swords.

All the iron cannons were taken back because they were afraid of a large number of charges, which would accidentally hurt the opponent, and the range might not be enough.

In order to prevent the iron cannon from blowing, the charge must be moderate, which leads to the fact that the power and range of blowing out are indeed limited.

This is different from a cannon without conscience. If you are buried in the soil, there is no danger of explosion at all. You can just add gunpowder to it.

Everyone's bows and arrows were also collected.

Because everyone realized that these Ming troops hiding in sand traps and trenches seemed to have little effect on them with this.

In this way, the only effective thing is impact.

Countless military horses, as long as they attack, once a military horse rushes to the position, they can teach these Ming troops that they will die without a burial place.

Rumble... Rumble...

Horse teams from all directions gathered together.

Countless infantrymen followed the horses in an array.

On the Ming army's position, the joy of defeating the first wave of Eight Banners Army had not yet passed.

These are the Eight Banners, the Eight Banner elite that the Ming Dynasty could never have annihilated.

Don’t say it was Emperor Aoki who was overjoyed.

The officials on the city tower were also very happy.

But when it was discovered that the Eight Banners Army not only did not retreat, but began to attack a larger-scale attack, and the scale of this preparatory attack might be more than ten times the original one.

Everyone's faces changed.

It's over... This really makes these Jiannu people angry.

So many military horses cover the sky and the sun, which is enough to make people feel a bone-broken chill.

Even Emperor Tianqi kept asking: "Why are the other party going to retreat? Are they crazy? Are they going to make a desperate bet? Are they planning to fight one or two more flags and fight with us? Zhang Qing..."

Zhang Jingyi was full of fighting spirit and said seriously: "Send an order to prepare for the battle and tell everyone that Your Majesty is here. Behind us are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the capital. I will tell them this, and I will have no more words."

Zhang Jingyi's eyes were covered with blood and a look of fatigue. He had already sweated in his palms.

In this crisscrossing trenches, one by one, the command soldiers held the command flags and shouted: "My teacher is destined to prepare for battle. Your Majesty is here. We are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians behind us. We should use our lives!"

This sound was heard everywhere in the trenches.

The students took deep breaths one by one, looking at the opponent's desperate attitude. If they were not afraid, it would be fake.

In the past, they never thought that they would face the main force of the Eight Banners.

This is a military horse that hundreds of thousands of troops in the entire Liaodong were hiding behind the high walls and could not resist.

But……

The team officials received orders in the trenches, and in this short time, they had clenched their fists: "The thief army is powerful, but our Donglin army is not easy to mess with. This battle is related to the fate of the country and the world. Today, I don't talk about the big reason. I just tell you that your parents, wives and children are here, and your fields are here. Our elders, working hard and working hard, what are they doing? Isn't it just to live a peaceful life for one or two days? Now, the thief army is here, and they are here to steal our fields, occupy our houses, insult our women, and bully our parents. Can you agree?"

"cannot!"

Everyone answered loudly.

"That's good. Fight with them. Even if you die, you will die on this position. No matter whether you retreat or not, I will not retreat anyway. I know that you are afraid, and I am afraid too, but fear is useless. Fear is death. If you are not afraid, you will die. If you are not afraid, you will die. You will obey orders and keep your duties in your own combat post. As the same thing, if we don't bleed, others will bleed. If we don't die, our parents, wives and children will die. So what else can we say? Fight."

"Fight!"

In the trenches, the team officials said similar words.

The students shouted together.

These shouts echoed in the position one after another.

It was strange that after everyone shouted together, they were no longer as nervous as before.

Everyone's expressions began to relax.

And these waves of crying seemed to have touched Emperor Tianqi and the officials on the city tower.

Everyone stared at them, looking at these people who were not nervous or afraid in front of the enemy, but they saw that although they were not laughing, they were surprisingly full of fighting spirit, and they felt indescribable.

Everyone remembers this moment deeply.

...

Rumble, rumble...

Countless cavalry began to attack like a mountain and a field.

The sound of horse hooves shook like thunder.

Finally, the shouting sounds in the position were suppressed.

The leader of Zhengbai Banner Adali personally led his army and launched an attack.

The other flags rushed forward, and other Mongolian and Han troops also attacked.

In a moment, thousands of troops were 60,000 to 70,000 troops, and rushed towards the position like waves.

Dada dada...

Then...

The Ming army began shelling.

Two hundred and fifty cannons spewed out flame tongues.

Rumble... Rumble...

Explosions are everywhere.

Countless smoke filled the smoke.

Because many crowded places are in a corner where the army cannot be expanded, the lethality of artillery is particularly amazing.

Suddenly, a large number of people fell down.

But... this is still a drop in the bucket for defense.

No one retreated, just keep attacking, attacking...

All of these are elite soldiers and old soldiers, so they naturally know that they will surely die when they retreat. Even if they don’t die at the hands of the Ming army, they will definitely die at the hands of the Great Sweat.

The Eight Banners' army is very strict, and even Belebabutai is beheaded, who dares to disobey?

What's more, all of them knew that as long as they rushed into the position, victory was right in front of them, and countless financial reports and women were waving to them, so... countless people fell down, and countless people rode their horses to attack, one after another, and they were like crazy bulls.

So, the sound of cannons roared.
To be continued...