For three consecutive days, the Liao Zhenjun seemed to have turned the war into a quiet battle between Britain and France during World War II. Seeing Li Zicheng advancing, he did not fire a single shot and let him gather his superior forces in front of him.

In this era, cities with more than 500,000 people are already at the level of the International Metropolitan Society. The vast army of the rebel army even exceeded the population of many small countries in the West. It was like a city was created out of thin air in this capital plain. The bustling army could not be described as being overwhelmed. Looking at a telescope, only people could be seen. The Liaodong soldiers with dense phobia looked at this scene and immediately sucked over.

However, in the formation, the Dashun Army, which had a capacity of more than 700,000, was even ten miles shorter than the Liao Town, which was above 300,000. Hao Yaoqi and Liu Zongmin's cavalry front battalion were like two tentacles, extending forward at two corners, twenty-two miles apart. The huge Shun Army infantry behind formed a bloated body, and the entire Shun Army's formation was like a worm.

In a typical medieval eastern battle formation, cavalry was at the forefront, and the surrendered Ming soldiers were the soldiers who surrendered, just like the three camps of the capital, Wu Sangui's Guanning Army, Jiang Xiang and a few nine-sided troops, and some refugees who surrendered to the outside world. Luo Rucai's old subordinates were tens of thousands behind them. Later, Li Zicheng's own elite troops were.

In recent years, the border troops who were defeated in Liaodong, and the nine borders could not survive and rebel, as well as the strong refugees who survived after rebelling for more than ten years. These people were 180,000 to 190,000. Some veterans even experienced the Battle of Sarhu that year. They were the most experienced and most brutal outlaws.

These are considered to be most of Li Zicheng's combat troops, and in the next 200,000, the families of the army and the women and children who were snatched from the capital were negligible.

In the entire East Asia, even after hundreds of years, it is impossible to find such a large-scale army duel. In contrast, the Battle of Sekihara, which Japan decides the world, is simply a joke.

The layers were divided into layers to shorten the width of Li Zicheng's army, making the confrontation formation face up to face, and a little bit of the feeling of Dashun Army being surrounded by the oncoming Liao Town. He personally came to the front line and looked forward with the exquisite Western telescope copied from the palace. In Li Zicheng's one-eye, he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

"The King of Chuang is very strong in the army of thieves. Haha, the few soldiers are strong and the courage is just a piece of paper! Our army is thick and the cavalry is heavy. It is just a central government breaks through and divides his army in one fell swoop! Congratulations to the King of Chuang, who is sure to win!"

As a prime minister, Niu Jinxing said something, the dozens of Shun Army leaders felt relieved, and his voice was muffled. Liu Zongmin was even more imposing, with a arrogant look, and he held his fists heavily at Li Zicheng.

"Brother, let me leave this for the first time! Let me take Mao Jue's dog head back!"

However, putting down the telescope, Li Zicheng reached out and pointed forward and asked solemnly.

"What's going on?"

Mao Jue's military formation was not flat. In the middle, a unit of about 20,000 to 30,000 people protruded apart, and the bumps raised towards him. The border troops were a distance away from his troops!

After glanced at it, Jiang Xiang, the former general of Datong, slapped his thigh indifferently: "Hi, King of Chuang, isn't this obvious? This unlucky guy offended the thief. He sent him out to die. After a while, he would follow this unlucky demon slaughter. No one would help him!"

"Damn King Liao, the same as the dog court, big brother, why don't you break his formation first and capture this person back to my brother, and let him surrender to my Dashun?"

At no time, Liu Zongmin was impatient and picked up the telescope and looked around again. Li Zicheng immediately tilted his head.

"Send someone here and explore the reality first!"

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It was Li Zicheng's usual three-pronged axe. He selected a destitute scholar from the staff group, rode a mule, and ran over to the Liaozhen camp in panic. The Liao army soldiers on the other side shouted vigilantly with flintlock rifles. The scholar raised his hands without a master. It was probably because he had reported his identity as an envoy, and was carried in by several Dongjiang troops who had crossed out of the sack camp.

About twenty minutes later, the scholar was taken back from the Liaozhen military camp. He was pregnant and had something to hold. He turned over and rode on the mule again, and came back in panic.

"The villain greets the King of Chuang!"

To be honest, although there were many Liaozhen soldiers transferred to the pass to suppress the refugee army before, this was the first time to confront the Dongjiang army that defeated Jiannu. The generals of the Shun Army were also curious. Before Li Zicheng could speak, Xiangying, one of the great leaders, had already started to shout.

"How? Have you ever seen a thief? How did he say it?"

Li Zicheng couldn't help but show a look of disgust, but it didn't happen. He also stared at the Po Luo Xiucai. Facing a bunch of big people, the Xiucai knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice, and handed the round thing in his arms with both hands.

"Sir! The little man saw Mao Ni! He was grilling fish in front of the military tent. The little man followed Prime Minister Niu's instructions and asked Mao Ni to withdraw from Shanhaiguan and surrender to Dashun. He said nothing, and asked the little man to bring this thing back."

"What's this?"

Holding the heavy bamboo can, Li Zicheng measured it twice with confusion. A stream of soup appeared from the cracks of his fingers with a strange smell. He sniffed the smell and turned his head away. Then Li Zicheng tilted his head.

He looked at Wu Sangui, who was absent-minded at the crowd.

"General Wu, you have been in Liaodong for a long time, can you recognize this thing?"

"Ah? Come, Come and Break King! This should be a canned food for Liaodong as military rations! Pork or fish are usually sealed inside, but this canned food seems to be broken!"

There was a ghost in his heart, and Wu Sangui's voice was trembling. Fortunately, Li Zicheng's attention was not at all here. Looking at the canned soup leaking in front of him, Li Zicheng was so angry that he shivered all over.

When Huang Taiji also received the bad canned food from Dongjiang, he was generous and not only tasted some by himself, but also gave it to his subordinates to eat. However, when he arrived at Li Zicheng, the face of the kingly aura turned pale and he suddenly smashed the canned food to the ground.

"Mao Jue is insulting me with poor and humbleness! He is so brave!"

Last time, Sun Chuanting used broken cans to stimulate the fire but this time Mao Jue succeeded. His old face turned black. Li Zicheng picked up the flag in anger. However, under the expectant look of Liu Zongmin and other military generals, he did not give a direct order, but hesitated for a while before throwing the flag out.

"Old Liu, take the cavalry in our headquarters and pick it up from the left wing of Liaogou, and take out his back to me!"

"Brother, look at it! Did you hear me? Follow me and fuck him!"

He was very sympathetic of Emperor Alexander. He rode his horse back to the right front camp and stood up with the horsemen. Liu Zongmin shouted fiercely. He had just captured the heart of the Ming Empire and successfully turned from a thief to become the master. The Dashun Army was indeed at its best when morale rose. A large number of heroes and heroes followed him and roared like the clouds. Then, the heavy horse hooves rushed towards the left wing of the Liao Zhen Army like the scythe blade cut by the god of death.

The saber and spear rushing high towards the front faced the rising sun in the north, and the cold light shone like a meat grinder.

Although he was angry, Li Zicheng did not lose his mind. Indeed, Sun Chuanting's Hegang Corps seemed to be hanging alone in front of the entire army, like a breakthrough, but the most harmless and perhaps the most dangerous. God knows what ambush Mao Jue set up, but from ancient times to the present, no matter which unit, its flanks and backs are always their weaknesses. If you choose to take action here, it is easy to see the reality of the opponent.

There is also Liu Zongmin who fought in the Left Army of Liaozhen, not only because he was important in the Dashun Army. When people waved their fists, they could always use their right hooks to exert their maximum lethality. The same is true for the army. Using right to hit the left means using the strength of the rebel army and the weakness of Liaozhen!

The exquisite gilded Western telescope stared at the dust that was rolled up by Liu Zongmin's army, and Li Zicheng himself was also fully focused.

However, Mao Jue's formation was too narrow and long. Even the cavalry took a few minutes to attack from thousands of troops to the Left Army in Liaozhen.

The five brothers of Liu Xingzhazha, who were guarding the Zuo Town, were stationed in Kyoto, Japan. In order to deal with this war, they had been stationed in Kyoto, Japan. The earliest Dongjiang horse riding team was transferred back to the Liaodong battlefield and replaced with more than 3,000 new army composed of captured Mongolians and Jurchens, led by the Japanese left-behind Zhang Huangyan, and more than 15,000 elite cavalry under their command, wearing heavy cotton armor like the iron tower. The entire army was as heavy as the tower forest of Shaolin Temple.

Seeing the twilight twitching troops heading towards him with great momentum, Liu Xingzha, who had been thrown back from the Tartars, suddenly showed a lot of excitement on his ugly face. He raised the spear over three meters of flags with him hanging high, and his hoarse voice roared in the military formation like a loud trumpet.

"Good boy, I came well, but I actually picked the strongest one as soon as I got up!"

"Transfer my military order!"

"The wind is tight, huh!!!"

Li Zicheng almost squeezed his eyes into the telescope. The well-equipped Liaozhen cavalry, who had a strong lineup, turned around and ran away before he could fight! Are these the aggressive Liaozhen soldiers? A group of cowards?

Seeing his long journey, his opponent patted his butt and left. Liu Zongmin was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He was so crazy that he patted his horse and rushed to the front, shaking the ghost-headed sword while roaring.

"Don't run away, thief! Fight with me for 300 rounds! Wow, yeah, yeah!!!"

But the attention was all on the opponent's cavalry. Liu Zongmin didn't pay any attention. Zhao Cheng, the left corps stationed in the left army, turned left in an orderly and beautiful manner, and then the platoon of flag soldiers came out diagonally. The large team changed the formation again forty-five degrees. With a loud sound, they faced the flanks of the Shun Army cavalry. A combat unit and a reserve corps 16,000 people uniformly raised a black flintlock rifle forward.
Chapter completed!