Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 378 Chapter 378, Azig is in a hurry, Li Guozhen takes the initiative to attack
Unknowingly, this battle has been going on for nearly two hours.

During these two hours, the two sides engaged in fierce games and conflicts around the defense line of the Qing army's rear troops.

Finally, the game and the conflict came to an end.

Relying on the desperate performance of the Chahar Mongolian cavalrymen, after paying thousands of lives, the Ming army broke through this line of defense in one fell swoop and rushed into the positions of the Qing army's archers.

Even the light cavalry, when they brandish their sabers and rush into the archers without armor, they can still cause a crushing massacre effect.

This kind of massacre caused the archers of the Qing army to be defeated in an instant.

The Ming army swarmed in, and the firing of the musketeers became more intensive.

Zhu Cixiang sat on his horse and stared at the scene in front of him, with a smile on his lips.

"Azig feels that his troops are strong enough to withstand our Ming's offensive, but he doesn't know that the real elite troops do not lie in weapons and equipment, but in their hearts."

If it comes to the elite level, the fighting power of the Qing army in front of him is undoubtedly very strong, otherwise, it would not have been defeating Daming continuously in the past few decades.

But when they met the Chahar cavalry, who were even more fearless and fearless of death, this once defeated general could still teach these proud Qing troops an unforgettable lesson.

When an army is not afraid of death, the combat effectiveness they display is terrifying.

Beside Zhu Cihong, Abu Nai raised his head proudly, and said loudly: "This is the strength of our Mongolian athletes. These Jurchens were just slaves under our rule, and they will never be able to enslave us!"

Hundreds of years ago, the Mongols were devastated by the Jin Dynasty, but at that time, a man named Temujin led all the Mongols to stand up and established an unprecedentedly powerful Mongol Empire.

Hundreds of years later, as a descendant of the golden family, Abu Nai once again felt the excitement and joy that his ancestors felt when they defeated the golden man.

Hundreds of years ago, the Jin Dynasty was an unattainable and powerful dynasty for many Mongolian tribes on the grassland.

Hundreds of years later, the Hou Jin Dynasty established by Nurhaci, which is now the Manchu Qing Dynasty, is still so powerful that the Mongols are a little desperate.

But whether it was the Mongols hundreds of years ago or the Mongols hundreds of years later, they all did the same thing, that is, defeated these golden men!

Azig learned the news 10 minutes later.

When he heard the news, Azig could hardly believe his ears.

"Are you saying that those Chahar people broke through our Qing defense line?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Azig still felt that this matter was a bit mysterious.

"How is it possible? The Chahar people are just a dog that our Qing Dynasty once defeated!"

Azig couldn't believe it, but the facts were before his eyes.

The collapse of the Qing army on the rear wing was visible to the naked eye, but Azige still had a way.

He dispatched more troops from the front.

Regarding this, Badali had many doubts in his heart.

In Badalee's view, Azig had already dispatched troops and horses once before, and if they were to be dispatched again, the number of troops ahead would inevitably be insufficient.

But in the current situation, Badali wisely did not speak.

After a hard fight, they finally stabilized their line of defense once again.

"Prince Ying, the Ming army's attack was repelled by us again!"

After hearing the news, Azig also breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Badali.

"Did you just want to ask why I would mobilize the main force in front of me, which seems to treat my head and feet?"

Badali forced a smile.

"The Prince of England naturally has some considerations. How dare Badalley question the Prince of England?"

Azige laughed loudly, and pointed at Shengjing City.

"Did you see it? The city gate there has been opened, and my younger brother Dorgon is about to lead an army out to meet us!"

As long as Dorgon's army arrives and the Qing troops on both sides attack back and forth, what else does Azig need to worry about?

Outside the city of Shengjing, Qing troops poured out continuously.

Standing on the top of the city, Dorgon frowned and said to the many Manchu generals around him: "We must continue to speed up!"

Someone was puzzled and asked: "The Prince of England still has tens of thousands of troops, so we can fight steadily."

Dorgon sneered: "Slow and steady? I know that bastard Zhu Cihong very well. He always likes to take risks and try to win with surprises. If he plays steadily and steadily, he will fall into his trap."

Sony stood next to Dorgon, and couldn't help but praise: "Prince Rui is indeed worthy of fighting Zhu Cihong many times, and he has indeed gained a thorough insight into Zhu Cihong's psychology. With Prince Rui in command, and the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty Let us fight bravely, this time we will definitely be able to kill Zhu Cilang here!"

Dorgon laughed loudly, with a slightly smug expression.

In Dorgon's view, the current military strength of the Ming and Qing Dynasties is evenly matched.

Want to break through Shengjing City?Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Li Guozhen narrowed his eyes and stared at the Qing troops pouring out of the city gate. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

This time, Li Guozhen had to rely on the only [-] Ming troops in his hands to stop Dorgon's soldiers and horses at least [-], and not give them a chance to rescue Azig.

The task is heavy.

Li Guozhen took a deep breath and made up his mind.

"Since this is the case, let's fight it out. Come on, pass the order, and the whole army will attack!"

After Li Guozhen finished speaking, the other Ming army generals around him were directly shocked.

Someone couldn't help but said: "Uncle Xiangcheng, are we really going to attack?"

Another person said: "Isn't our mission to stop the slave establishment?"

Li Guozhen smiled slightly: "Our mission is to delay the slave-building army in Shenyang City. As for how to delay it... of course, this general will play it by ear! Why, are you afraid that the slave-building army will not succeed?"

Several Ming army generals looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Why does Uncle Xiangcheng use this aggressive method?"

"Killing Jianu, of course we are obliged to wait!"

A moment later, the thunderous war drum sounded.

On the city wall, Dorgon stared at the direction from which the war drum came, showing a surprised expression for the first time.

"This……"

Beside Dorgon, many Qing generals were even more shocked.

"The Ming people actually attacked?"

"Isn't this hitting a rock with an egg?"

"He's looking for death, hahaha..."

Amidst the laughter, Dorgon's expression gradually became serious.

(End of this chapter)