Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 375 Chapter 375, Zhu Cihong's cavalry attacked, and Azig blocked it confidently
Azig is still in a good mood.

That night, after Dorgon taught Azig the opportunity, he immediately left the camp quietly and headed towards Shengjing City.

As the elder brother of Dorgon's one-mother compatriot and the highest-ranking prince, Azig naturally obtained the temporary command of this army.

The task Dorgon gave Azig was also very simple, he only needed to slowly lead the army to the outside of Shengjing.

"Pass down the order, and the archers behind will advance slowly in formation. As long as the Ming army doesn't catch up, we shouldn't take them too seriously."

"The scouts in front should also pay attention to the investigation, and be ready to receive the envoys from Shengjing at any time!"

For Azig, this is simply a task for nothing.

On the other hand, Badali on the side was somewhat worried: "Prince Ying, don't you think Prince Rui is afraid of any risks when he enters Shengjing alone?"

Azig touched the beard on his chin and said: "Hauge is a waste, how can he be compared with my brother? My brother will definitely take control of Shengjing City, you don't need to worry."

Badalie resisted the heartbeat of rolling his eyes, thinking that when Dorgon was around, you Azig looked like a pug dog, but when Dorgon left, you took care of my younger brother, and your airs were quite high.

Azig smiled and stared at the southeast direction, where the outline of Shengjing City could already be seen on the horizon.

But Azig didn’t know it yet, and his good luck would end here.

Just about ten miles away from Azig, the Siwanming and Mongolian (Chahar) cavalry coalition forces have quietly completed their assembly.

Zhu Cixiang temporarily used a tree stump as a table to put the map on, and gave instructions to the surrounding Ming and Mongolian coalition generals.

"In today's war, our goal is very simple, that is to completely annihilate the main force of the Qing army led by Azig."

"The British guild will lead the main force of the Ming Dynasty to support us from the south and encircle and suppress Azig's troops."

"What we have to do is very simple, to attract the attention of Azig's subordinates, and make him feel that we are unwilling to let him go back to Shenyang City, so as to create better conditions for the British Duke's main force of the Ming Dynasty to enter the battlefield."

"Da Ming and Jiannu have fought against each other for decades. If they can win today, Jiannu will be wiped out in one fell swoop, and the troubles in the Northeast will be completely quelled."

"I hereby promise you that no matter whether you are Han, Mongolian or Manchu, as long as you contribute to the Ming Dynasty in this war, I will definitely commend your contribution to my father, and you will be prosperous and wealthy for the rest of your life. !”

Hearing Zhu Cihong's words, the eyes of all the generals present lit up.

If you can participate in this kind of country-destroying war, you must have a lot of credit.

All the generals said in unison: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, the ministers will definitely fulfill their mission!"

The generals returned to their own formations in high spirits one by one, and found many confidants to give careful instructions.

"Today, fight to the death! Whether you can bring glory and wealth to your wife, children, old and young at home depends on whether you are successful or not!"

Half an hour later, accompanied by the sharp blare of dysprosium, more than 4 Ming and Mongolian cavalry led by Zhu Cihong surged out like a tide, heading towards the main force of the Qing army.

For the distance of ten miles, the infantry may have to walk for half a day, but for the cavalry galloping in the plain, it only takes a while.

"The Ming army is coming!" After realizing this scene, the broken rear troops on the rear wing of the Qing army immediately raised alarms.

Large vehicles originally used to carry various marching supplies were placed across the road, forming a temporary line of defense to prevent impact.

A large number of Manchu and Qing archers bent their bows and strung their bows behind the cart, waiting in full formation.

Next to the archers, there were also some cavalry from the Horqin Department forming an array, ready to protect the flanks of the archers and prevent the Ming army from attacking from the field.

It's just that the cavalry of these Horqin troops are obviously lacking in morale, and many of them look quite cowering.

After all, they were beaten up by the Ming army just a few days ago.

As for Azig himself, he led his personal guards to arrive as soon as he learned the news.

Azig's expression was very serious, and he said viciously: "This time I will watch here, if anyone dares to relax, I will chop off his head on the spot!"

Beside Azig, Badali couldn't help but said: "Prince Ying, could this be the Ming army's plan to attack the east and attack the west?"

Azig glared at Badali, and said coldly: "Forty thousand cavalry from the Ming army are attacking, no matter whether it is a sudden attack or not, we must hold on to this offensive!"

"Besides, the remaining army is only [-] soldiers and horses. Isn't the remaining main force enough to deal with the Ming army in other directions?"

Time flies, and a large number of Ming cavalry is approaching.

"Shoot for me!" the commanders of the Qing army roared at the top of their lungs.

Arrows flew into the sky like raindrops, heading towards the Ming army cavalry.

On the other side, the Ming army musketeers also opened fire one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two sides launched a fierce long-range confrontation.

Although the Ming army had muskets, but because the Qing army also had crossbowmen to fight back, the casualties of the two sides were quite comparable for a while.

The soldiers on both sides basically don't wear any heavy armor, so whether they are hit by a bullet or an arrow can cause death or injury, there is no essential difference.

Azige beamed with joy: "That's the way to fight! The Ming army is all light cavalry. They dare not approach and charge, so they can only shoot at us from a distance. We can kill them with a pile of archers!"

Badalley reminded: "The Ming army may also harass and roam, retreating for a while and attacking for a while."

Azig sneered and said: "Of course they could do this before, but now Shengjing is close at hand. As soon as he retreats, we will move closer to Shengjing. Who is afraid of whom?"

The battle continues.

The cavalry of the Ming army kept surging like a tide, the sound of musket shooting filled the mountains and plains, and smoke rose everywhere.

From time to time, Ming cavalrymen would be hit by arrows and fell off their horses, but other cavalrymen would immediately step forward to take the vacant positions.

This put great psychological pressure on the Qing army on the opposite side. It seems that the Ming army has been fighting with so many people, and there has never been less!

Half an hour passed, and a Qing general came to Azig with a pale face.

"Prince of England, our crossbowmen can't hold on any longer!"

Azige was furious when he heard the words, and slapped the Qing army general on the spot.

"What kind of stinky fart is that? How can the Ming army hold on?"

The general of the Qing army cried and explained the reason.

"Prince Ying, our archers of the Qing Dynasty are very physically exhausted no matter they draw their bows and shoot arrows or string their crossbows. But how much physical strength does the Ming army need to fire muskets?"

"..."

Azig was stunned on the spot.

(End of this chapter)