The flags were fluttering and buzzing in the air.

The big flag with the word "Da Shun" engraved on it was held high and waved. Under the flag were a huge crowd of Dashun soldiers, charging again and again without fear of death.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The drums of the orderly march kept ringing all the time. The Dashun army in the front line was defeated, and the rear line immediately added up, front foot followed by hind foot, shoulder to shoulder, without resting for a moment.

The only road from Jindou Pass to the Niutou Plateau is full of ravines and narrow roads, which is very unfavorable for the formation of the army. The Dashun army took the initiative to attack yesterday and was defeated here.

"Although there are many bandits, they are all a mob!!"

Despite the advantageous terrain, Geng Zhongming still took a breath of cold air.

The right hand that was holding the saber was gradually oozing with beads of sweat, making it slick. Geng Zhongming's throat squirmed, and he could no longer shout out any false words.

I can only gradually increase the strength of my hand in order to provide a sense of security, but the harder I hold it, the faster I feel the knife slipping out of my hand.

On the narrow terrain outside Jindou Pass, the Dashun Army could not exert its numerical advantage, but it showed a tenacious fighting spirit that was different from the Nanming Army.

He could see clearly that the bandits did not know how to use cannons.

No matter how solid the armor is, it will be like a mantis when it comes to flying cannonballs!

Twelve black artillery pieces were transported to the battlefield at some unknown time, and they were fired suddenly at the Qing army formation in front of Jindou Pass. In an instant, gravel flew everywhere and smoke filled the air.

The soldiers of the Dashun Army were composed of poor people who did not have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. They rose up against the Ming Dynasty just to survive, and now they have become the first line of defense against the Qing Dynasty's cruelty.

A small but extremely elite group of Manchu cavalry had rushed to the east side and happened to meet Li Zicheng's artillery team deployed on the top of the slope.

There was no end to the bandits' line in sight. They had been fighting for a long time. In the distance, there was still a steady stream of Dashun troops rumbling out from Jindou Pass, at least tens of thousands of them!

Although the Dashun army suffered heavy casualties, it was still difficult to shake the Qing army's formation.

After the defeat at Shanhaiguan, Li Zicheng abandoned a large amount of military equipment and heavier artillery, leaving only some small copper and iron cannons.

The Qing troops in the front row held rattan light knives and relied on the entire row of shield carts to fight back. The Qing troops in the rear row used three-pronged boring palladiums to stab the Dashun soldiers who were charging one after another in the gap between the rattan plates and shield carts.

"Bang!"

There were almost no bones left of the Qing army in that area. Those who were hit had no chance to react. They didn't even have time to scream, and their entire bodies were shattered and cracked. Their flesh and blood wrapped around their stomachs and intestines, and they flew into the air.

patches of blood mist.

The sound of artillery fire instantly drowned out the roaring shouts of killing.

The ants killed the elephant, and Geng Zhongming knew very well that he was no elephant. At this time last year, most of the green troops around him were still Ming soldiers waiting to die.

"No retreat!"

During the siege of the camp last night, 1,500 old elite cavalry annihilated more than 500 elite Manchurian guards. Even Shang Shan, the Beizi of Gushan with a red flag, became the dead soul of Liu Fangliang.

The Dashun Army actually moved all the twelve general cannons originally placed at the top of Tongguan City to the top of the mountain. It seems that they are really risking their lives this time!

"Behead those who retreat!"

Li Zicheng's eyes quickly passed over one battlefield after another. The situation on the battlefield had improved, but it did not bring any joy to his anxious face.

A shaking sound came from the top of the mountain on the left.

With a cry of terror, a shell hit the front of Geng Zhongming's army. It burst open the moment it hit the ground and shot out countless small projectiles.

Under the personal leadership of Liu Zongmin, the Dashun army charged Geng Zhongming's formation one after another regardless of the cost of casualties.

These twelve nine-pound general cannons were deliberately left at Tongguan during the northern march, and Li Zicheng also arranged infantry camps behind the artillery team to cover them.

After the artillery appeared, it almost toppled the entire battlefield instantly.

Looking at Ling Qi who was anxiously waiting for the order, Li Zicheng's expression gradually became serious, and he felt the intention to retreat in his heart.

"Your Majesty, there is a group of Qing soldiers coming to kill on the east mountain!"

But even so, a shell falling into the Chinese army had a devastating blow to the morale of the Qing army. The place where it was hit was already a mess of blood and flesh.

"Flower bomb!"

What's more, even the Chinese army was attacked and collapsed by the Qing army. By then, all the 80,000-strong army had been defeated, and even Shaanxi would not be able to stay.

Li Zicheng was unable to speak for a long time, his face remained calm, but there was a fierce battle in his heart.

Hao Haoer's advantage turned into a disadvantage in the blink of an eye.

"Your Majesty! General Quan requested to lead his elite cavalry to rush to the east side to prevent the Qing army from coming down the mountain from the east side and charging at our central army!"

Looking at this scene, no one is not frightened!

First of all, this gun should be the nine-pound general gun at the top of Tongguan City. On the east side of the hill, its range was slightly beyond its maximum power. Secondly, it fired both explosive and solid bullets, and only one of them hit the target.

The entire formation of the Qing army trembled. The front formation was still struggling to hold on, but the middle army was in chaos!

"My brother, where are you?"

If it weren't for the Manchurian War Troops in the rear holding bright broad-bladed wild goose-wing knives, the 10,000-strong Green Battalion stationed here would have collapsed long ago.

From the center of the landing to the surrounding areas, the Qing troops in the formation were instantly cleared out of an area.

The sallow and skinny Dashun Army in front of him seemed to be no different from the poor common people in his impression except for holding a waist knife in his hand and wearing a green arrow jacket.

However, the continuous rain of arrows made people unable to open their eyes. Although they knew the damage was not high, they always dodge subconsciously, which caused a huge blow to the morale of the Qing army.

The many veteran soldiers who were waiting quietly behind him held their sabers firmly on their waists, and there was a frightening cold light under their fierce eyes.

A Qing army rattan player in the front row gradually became numb and mechanically raised his left hand. The original yellow rattan player had been dyed reddish brown and exuded a disgusting smell.

This was not over yet. Countless fresh troops were gradually added to the Qing army formation at the front, which was already on the verge of collapse, and the entire formation began to stabilize.

The green camp Qing soldier raised his head, endured the blood flowing from his iron helmet to the itching on his cheeks, and looked forward. A feeling of despair suddenly arose spontaneously.

Li Zicheng's eyes darkened and he immediately looked towards the east side of the mountain.

The artillery battalions of the Dashun Army were mostly composed of soldiers surrendered by the Ming Army, and their fighting spirit was not high. When they encountered the Eight Banners of Manchuria, they collapsed instantly.

But the Dashun army in front of them seems endless. If you kill one, two or three more will come to attack you immediately. It seems that you are not afraid of death at all.

Every time we fight against these bandits, it is a magnificent scene of huge crowds of people.

An order came galloping over and started shouting loudly from a distance.

If we fight hard, our old troops will suffer serious losses, and we will have no confidence in making a comeback.

Finding an opportunity between the friendly shields on the right, he thrust out the knife suddenly and then withdrew it with all his strength.

The impact of artillery on the army is more reflected in the morale of the army. Every soldier and general who makes up the army, as long as they are human, will have times of hesitation.

Geng Zhongming's liver and gallbladder were split, and he waved the Yanling Saber with all his strength. However, with this shot, the front line that had been maintained for a long time had a faint tendency to collapse.

But now, the Dashunbu Battalion on the east side has been dispersed by the Manchurian cavalry, which is like a sharp blade thrust straight into the artillery camp.

Now only the artillery team on the east side was attacked, and his old troops did not suffer much damage. Now that he withdrew and stood firm at Tongguan, he could still form a confrontation with the Qing army.

After receiving this news, Dashun's army changed its trend of consecutive defeats and almost came out in full force, taking advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack against Duduo's camp.

This shows that these thieves do not understand the difference between explosive bullets and solid bullets, let alone shoot cannons, and they are operating completely randomly.

Arrow clusters continued to fall from all directions, but they did not cause any damage. They were either blocked by shield vehicles or pushed away by the excellent armor of the Qing army.

Li Zicheng raised his whip and stood on his horse, standing on the top of the west slope, with the blue Chuangwang Dagu in front of him, staring at the magnificent battlefield outside Jindou Pass.

Geng Zhongming looked around and felt that everywhere he could see, from the plains to the mountains, were all decorated with banners of Dashun. These bandits were so crowded that they could not see the end of the team.

The entire east side was in chaos, and even the Dashun Army, which was attacked by the Chinese army, was in chaos.

Thinking of the news that had reached Tongguan not long ago that tens of thousands of people in Mizhi County had been massacred by the Qing army, Li Zicheng felt a surge of hatred in his heart and made an immediate decision.

"Tell Liu Zongmin not to rescue the east side. We don't want the artillery camp."

"Assemble all the cavalry and form three walls to attack the Qing army's front line. Victory or defeat depends on this!"

"History of the Ming Dynasty: Biography of Li Zicheng":

"At the battle, there were thirty thousand horses, known as the Three Walls. The former looked back, and the latter killed them. The battle was long and unwinnable, and the horse soldiers pretended to be defeated to lure the officers and soldiers. The infantry had thirty thousand spears, and their thrusts were like flying. The horse soldiers fought back, and all were killed.

A great victory.”
Chapter completed!