Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

Chapter 633: For the Grand Marshal, for the Ming Dynasty!

When the distance between the two sides was just 120 steps, the Guards Musketeer Phalanx began to show its power.

Rows of muskets spewed out fierce flames, and some of the Tatar soldiers who had lost the protection of the shield formation began to fall, but their charge did not stop for the slightest.

After several rounds of shooting, the front row of the Jiannu finally rushed to the front of the Guards.

The shield soldiers threw their long shields into the trench or placed them on top of the trench as a bridge, then drew their swords and engaged in a fierce battle with the Guards Infantry Battalion that was blocking the musketeer phalanx.

The entire battlefield fell into an unprecedented bloody battle.

When the melee troops were in a stalemate, the cavalry, which was intended to change the situation on the battlefield, also began to compete.

Cao Bianjiao led 4,000 heavy cavalry and approached the enemy's left wing. Dorgon and Daishan immediately ordered their own cavalry to obstruct and intercept them.

The number of Jianlu's heavy cavalry was equal to that of Cao Bianjiao, but the Jianlu's war horses were not armored, so after half an hour, the Jianlu's heavy cavalry turned into heavy infantry.

However, relying on the long-range assistance of some light cavalry, they were evenly matched with Cao Bianjiao, and the battlefield fell into a stalemate.

Although the Jiannu side had a large number of people, the Guards relied on the trenches and terrain and fought fiercely only inside and outside the trenches, which made it difficult for the Jiannu to fully utilize their military advantage.

The Guards' artillery could therefore continue to play a role, and the rear of the Jianlu would be bombarded almost every three or two minutes.

Forty cannons were not many compared to the Jiannu army of 80,000, but the damage they caused was not small, which made generals such as Dorgon very uncomfortable.

It's like cutting meat with a blunt knife, it hurts, but we can't give up the fight just because of this little cannon.

Upon seeing this, Wuying County Prince Ajige rode his horse to find Dorgon and Daishan and said:

"Second brother, Old Fourteen, you two take command for me. I'm going to charge in with my troops and destroy their artillery!"

The veins on Ajige's forehead bulged. Many of his brave subordinates did not have the opportunity to show their skills and died under artillery fire, which made him extremely annoyed.

Ajige was tall and strong enough to lift a tripod, and his generals were all good fighters.

However, he was repeatedly reprimanded by His Majesty for killing prisoners and massacring civilians. Otherwise, based on his military achievements, he should have been promoted to the rank of prince.

Dorgon and Daishan looked at each other. The battlefield was now in a stalemate and they needed a capable general to break the situation. Although it was a bit dangerous, it might be effective.

"Twelfth brother, be careful." Daishan agreed.

"That bastard is very cunning. If things cannot be done, you have to stay away from him," said Dorgon.

In fact, Dorgon did not get along well with Ajige and Dodo, but at the moment of life and death, they were brothers from the same mother after all, so he still showed some concern.

However, Ajige did not seem to appreciate it. He snorted coldly and rushed towards the guards with his thousand cavalrymen.

The Guards Infantry Battalion was under the greatest pressure. They were sandwiched between the enemy and their own musketeer phalanx. Only when they could no longer hold on could they take advantage of the opportunity to retreat and get support from the musketeers.

Wang Er from the Infantry Battalion fell to the ground due to exhaustion. Seeing the Tartar's sword coming towards him, a comrade came over and helped him block the sword at the risk of his life.

Wang Erben was ready to die, but when he glanced, he saw two yellow figures standing proudly on the high platform behind him.

One of them was wearing golden armor and holding a golden imperial sword in his hand, while the other was wearing a brocade yellow dragon robe and a golden silk winged crown on his head.

"That's the Grand Marshal... and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Wang Er pointed behind him and spoke to his comrades around him who were also feeling exhausted.

The soldiers of the infantry camp glanced at the high platform behind them and saw the figures of Zhang Shikang and Zhu Cilang.

"With the Grand Marshal here, if we don't fight now, when will we fight? Hurry up and fight! Fight!"

Wang Er gritted his teeth and picked up another sword from the ground, which belonged to someone unknown.

"Your Highness wrote a letter to my child personally. As long as I'm here, Your Highness will be fine." said a man with a bloody face.

Judging from his attire, he is the captain of an infantry battalion.

"Yes, if you want to harm the Grand Marshal and His Highness, you must first step over our corpses."

"Brothers, kill!"

The spirits of the soldiers on the front line suddenly lifted.

The armored heavy cavalry also saw the scene behind them. Cao Bianjiao certainly understood that it was the Grand Marshal making his intentions clear.

If they are incompetent, the Grand Marshal will never back down.

Seeing this, Cao Bianjiao became even more furious. He waved the sword in his hand vigorously, as if he had endless strength.

“Brothers, the imperial court has spent a huge amount of money to build heavy armor for us. We can raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a moment.

Remember to fight hard before you die. As long as the Grand Marshal is here, your wives will never starve!"

"Kill! For the Grand Marshal, for His Highness, and for the Ming Dynasty!"

"kill!"

Zhang Shikang had seen the bloody battlefield many times, but none of them was as bad as this one.

For this battle, the two Eastern powers have staked a lot. Neither side is willing to give in, and both sides feel that they have the advantage.

It was already dark, but the Jiannu had no intention of retreating. Zhang Shikang immediately realized that they might have to fight a night battle.

Huang Taiji knew that he had few troops and was afraid that he would not give the guards time to rest.

"Hold on until tomorrow, I must hold on until tomorrow." Zhang Shikang muttered to himself.

"Grand Marshal, there's a cavalry unit charging towards the right rear, and I'm afraid they have bad intentions."

At this time, a messenger came running over to report.

Zhang Shikang frowned immediately and picked up the monocular telescope to look to the right rear.

But I saw a cavalry team of about a thousand people galloping, with about two hundred heavy armored cavalry in the lead and hundreds of light cavalry archers behind them.

The leader was wearing cotton armor, and the insignia on his helmet proved that he was a member of the royal family of the Qing Dynasty.

Zhang Shikang immediately realized that this team wanted to disintegrate them from within. Although their number was not large, since they dared to charge, they must have some confidence.

The infantry and cavalry battalions of the Guards were already caught in a melee, and there were not many reserves left.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shikang gritted his teeth and said:

"Tell Xu Wenyuan and Sun Dasheng to come see me immediately!"

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