Dorgon rectified all the Jurchen soldiers in the city, and there were only four and a half cows.
Outside the West City Gate, fighting was taking place. They naturally went out of the West City Gate. The soldiers rushed in front of Dorgon and opened the West City Gate.
"Chong, female real warriors, our brothers have come to pick us up, and it's time to go home!" Dorgon's long arm, holding a crescent-shaped steel knife, he wanted to smash the Ming army outside the city. Into pieces of minced meat.
"Come on! Kill the Han people!"
The Jurchen soldiers swarmed and burst out from the opening of the West City Gate.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
A familiar voice from Dorgon came from before him. He didn't even need to look at it to know that it was the Ming army's flintlock spear. "Is it really the Ming army's trick to lure the enemy? These cunning Han people!"
Dorgon hesitated, but the Jurchen cavalry in front of him had already mobilized the horses and couldn't stop for a while. The soldier in the front was about to leave the city gate.
The corpses of more than a dozen people couldn't stop the Jurchens' desire to go home.
The Jurchen on the horse discovered that the Ming army had only a hundred men, and their army was blocking the cavalry on the periphery. "Khan, the Ming army has only a hundred men."
"Hundreds of people?" Dorgon immediately understood that the soldiers from outside the city really were rescuers, and they attracted the main force of the Ming army.
"Chong, Jurchen warriors, the Ming army was caught by our brother. Now is a great opportunity to get out of the city."
The Jurchen soldiers seemed to have had a duck blood shot. They rushed forward one by one regardless of the flintlock in front of them.
Although the Ming army blocked the city gate, the number of them was too small. There were only a hundred and ten soldiers. Only thirty or forty soldiers were shot at one time, and only a few Jurchen soldiers were shot.
Azig’s soldiers have already suffered more than half of the casualties. Now there are only three or four Niulu under his subordinates. He has almost lost his confidence. Can this soldier rescue Dorgon and rescue Liaoyang City
"Master Belle, the soldiers in the city have come out to respond."
Azig's heart was freezing cold, and he immediately recovered a little heat. He looked at the direction of the city gate, and it turned out that the Ming army was shooting nervously, although he could not see the Jurchen soldiers in the city.
"Warriors, come on, Dorgon is here to meet us."
Although the number of Jurchen cavalry in the two groups is not large, the military spirit is shocked, especially the soldiers in the city. They have been frustrated for too long, and now may be the only chance to go home.
The Jurchen soldiers outside the city speeded up their advance, and the Jurchen soldiers in the city gate wanted to attack the weak position of the Ming army.
The line of defense of a hundred and ten people has long been shaky and may collapse completely at any time.
The sweat beads on Li Chenggong's head suddenly seemed to rain on soybeans.
"Master, what should I do? The soldiers behind will definitely not be able to stop the establishment of slaves in the city."
"Remove the third row of soldiers and go back to help defend the city gate. Dorgon is Nurhachi's son, so you must not let him go." Li Chenggong went out.
"Master, there are only two rows of gunmen here, and they definitely can't stop Jian Slave's charge. They are already accelerating."
"Mother-in-law what? I can't control that much anymore. Our reinforcements should be coming soon." Li Chenggong has no mobile soldiers at all. Even his personal soldiers are already on the battlefield. Now, he can only hope for reinforcements. , He can only resist for a moment, if there is no reinforcement, he will be nothing.
"Yes, the division... Our reinforcements, division, our reinforcements are here."
Li Chenggong looked to the northeast, and a large number of cavalry had already outflanked the northwest.
"Sun Moon Banner, that's ours, hurry up, stop Dorgon in the city gate first, others he ran away." Li Chenggong was so excited that his tears came down, his tears mixed with sweat, his vision was a little different. Cleared.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Hundreds of gunmen joined in, and the city gate was immediately sealed off, and the soldiers in the city could no longer leave the city.
But facing the gunmen of Azig, there were only two rows left. After the gunmen in the second row shot, the gunmen in the first row had not finished reloading, and there was a longer firing interval.
The Jurchen cavalry took advantage of this interval and rushed forward quickly. The first time they attacked, they rushed to the middle line of eighty steps.
Azige looked at the large number of Ming troops who were outflanked behind him, his eyes began to become confused.
"Master Belle, there are Ming cavalry here again."
The room leaked in the night rain, and Aziger felt that he had no way of retreating. There were a large number of Ming cavalry on both sides of the north and south. He couldn't withdraw even if he wanted to.
Since there is no retreat, let's attack, the big deal is to die with Dorgon, and it is considered that he has done his brotherhood. There were only two rows of gunmen left by the Ming army just ahead, leaving him a firing interval.
"Warriors, attack, let's kill and join the white flag."
The Jurchen cavalry has already used the firing interval of the flintlock to rush to the 60-step cordon, where the effective range of the bow and arrow is already available.
"Let the arrow!"
Azig gritted his teeth, and two cold bytes popped out between his teeth.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The arrows of the Jurchen soldiers, like their horns, ignited their beacon to counterattack the Ming army.
"Da da da… "
"Da da da… "
The two famous cavalrymen, one south and one north, were like windswept clouds, forcing Azig over, and there was really not much time left for Azig.
Azige’s heart has been trampled by the horseshoes of the Ming army, like a drum in his chest, "Warriors, hurry up, kill the Ming army in front of you, don’t love the battle, hurry over and do more Ergun Baylor converges."
Azig had no retreat, he had only one way forward.
The arrows of the Jurchen Cavalry finally suppressed the flintlocks of the Ming Army.
There were casualties in the Ming army. What is terrible is that the casualties are rapidly expanding, while the casualties of the Jurchen soldiers are shrinking sharply.
"Quick, only thirty steps, just use a scimitar to disperse the Ming army in front." Azig kept urging his soldiers.
"Put down the flintlock and draw out the saber. As long as you can block the Jurchen for three rounds, the army's reinforcements will be able to reach the battlefield." Li Chenggong himself also drew out the saber. There are no more soldiers beside him. Now he is an ordinary soldier.
"Ding Ding, Dangdang..."
The swords collided, making a heartbreaking sound, but more often, it was the sound of massacre, the massacre of the Ming army gunmen by the Jurchen cavalry.
The scimitar cuts on the chest and back, arms and legs, without making a harsh sound. Only when it is cut on a hard head or on the cervical vertebrae, will it make a "click" sound.
In front of the red-eyed Jurchen cavalry, the infantry of the Ming army is just a group of lambs to be slaughtered, although their horns have also caused a little trouble to the wolves.
Fortunately, the goal of the wolves is not to slaughter, they are just to escape.
The Jurchen cavalry killed the Ming army blocking them. Instead of rushing to kill them, they rushed to the Ming army gunmen outside the west gate.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The gunmen separated more than half of the soldiers and blocked the Jurchen cavalry.
The Jurchen soldier at the forefront fell off the horse, but dozens of soldiers fell off the horse. Obviously, he couldn't stop Azig's determination to advance. What's more, this was his only way to survive.
Inside the city gate, the firepower of the flintlock rifle became thinner, and the Jurchen soldiers also began to counterattack.
This Ming army of hundreds of people was under double pressure from inside and outside the city, and the pressure on either side was not small.
The Jurchen soldiers outside the city, taking advantage of the speed of the horses, looked like moths throwing fire one by one, lying on their horses, not looking at the Ming army in front of them at all, they just rushed forward.
Although the Jurchen soldiers in the city gate do not threaten the Ming army for the time being, there is Dorgon, who is well-known to the Ming army. Once they break out of the city gate and use Jurchen’s equestrian skills, the Ming army will not be able to catch it. Dorgon ran away, killing so many Jurchen soldiers is not a battle exploit.
The Ming army continued to reload and shoot, and the Jurchen soldiers continued to attack and fell horses.
But the number of Jurchen soldiers is more than that of Ming army gunners. Flintlocks can't kill them at all. There are more and more Jurchen cavalry entering the 100-step death line.
The gunmen became more and more anxious, but they could only rely on their own strength to complete the blockade against the Jurchen soldiers outside and inside the city.
The Ming army in the north was getting closer and closer. The first hundreds of soldiers had already begun to move forward. They had been separated by hundreds of steps from the main force, and it was less than a thousand steps from the back of the Jurchen soldiers.
At this distance of a thousand steps, the Ming army, sandwiched between the Jurchen cavalry, could no longer support it.
The speed of the flintlock reloading couldn't keep up, and their heart's ability to withstand it couldn't keep up with the speed of the Jurchen Cavalry.
When the Jurchen cavalry entered the range of the bow and arrow, the Ming army's defense line basically collapsed, but they clenched their teeth and persisted. They had already seen the Ming army outside.
The Jurchen’s bow and arrow were the last straw that crushed the Ming army, and the Ming army evaded the bow and arrow. The flintlocks began to mess up. Without a volley of blocking, the Jurchen finally broke into the Ming army’s position.
The Jurchen cavalry inside the gate cave finally rushed out of the gate cave and finally saw the vast grassland they hadn't seen for a long time.
But Dorgon found that they had been surrounded by more Ming troops, and the two main forces of the Ming army had already carried them outside the west gate from the outside.
Dorgon looked around to see if there was any way to get out, but he was disappointed. There were Ming cavalry everywhere, and the front cavalry was less than five hundred steps away from them.
"Fourteenth brother..."
"Brother Twelve, is it you?" Dorgon saw that the one who was with him was his brother Azige, his mother-in-law. He held Azige's hands tightly, and he was a real brother. Yeah!
"Fourteenth brother, the Ming Jun came around, what should I do now?" Azig knew that it was not the time to describe the brotherhood, and the Ming Jun immediately rushed over.
Dorgon glanced around again, the Ming army was too much, "Twelve brothers, the soldiers have been fighting so hard, I am afraid that they are already exhausted. The Ming army has too many people to break through today."
"Fourteenth brother, I listen to you, I will do what you say, the big deal is that our brother died in one place." Seeing Dorgon, Azig had no regrets.
Dorgon frowned. The front of the Ming army was already three hundred paces away. They jumped off their horses one by one, holding flintlocks, and slowly forced them over.
"Brother Twelve, let's go back to the city for the time being, there is a city wall to lean against, and the Ming army will have no choice but to take us for a while."
"Okay, enter the city."
Azig and Dorgon rode towards the gate, like a general returning in triumph, and the Jurchen soldiers swarmed towards the gate hole.