"Report that the Ming army has crossed the Lugou Bridge."

"Reported that the Ming army vanguard Cao Bianjiao's troops have reached Wanping."

...

A series of reports reached Azige's ears.

Ajige listened quietly, and almost all the movements and forces of the Ming army were investigated.

Cao Bianjiao's troops were about 10,000 people as the leader, and behind them were Gao Jie's troops and Xu Dingguo's troops. Liu Liangzuo was still in Liangxiang.

The Ming army had few cavalry, and the vanguard Cao Bianjiao team had less than a thousand people, and there were few artillery, but some muskets. The infantry army had a very strict formation, with clear levels of guards in front, middle, back, left and right, and was worthy of being the famous General Cao.

Their old rivals were already outside the barrier.

But Ajige was not afraid. Because he had 30,000 vest soldiers in his hands, including the green flag soldiers in the capital, even if the entire Ming army arrived and then set up a formation to fight, he would not be afraid.

Not to mention the 'the enemy is bright and I am dark' now!

This is Ajige's greatest advantage. Otherwise, even if the Ming army sets up, even if the horse army in his hands has a natural advantage in the military, it may not be possible to easily solve the Ming army.

The infantry that shrank into a group was the most troublesome enemy for the cavalry. Just like the bloody battle in Hunhe, those white-rod soldiers were rare even muskets.

If Cao Bianjiao could also train a white-rod soldier-like army, how strong is he? He would not be sure if he hadn't fought for a fight. But he could say with certainty that he would never be able to deal with Cao Bianjiao in the shortest time, and then continue to attack Gao Jie and Xu Dingguo's army.

Of course, he never thought that his 30,000 Eight Banners horse soldiers would be defeated in the field by the Ming army scattered with 60,000 to 70,000. That was a joke. His "worry" was only based on how much casualties he would spend and how much time he would spend.

When the Ming army marched in multiple directions instead of gathering one or two hundred thousand people to Yanjing, the defeated army of the Southern Barbarians had long been decided.

After leaving Liangxiang, Cao Bianjiao's march was very fast, and it did not suddenly slow down until near Lugou Bridge.

This is not because he is afraid of fighting and enemies, but because he is habitually cautious when he is getting closer and closer to Yanjing City and the enemy is getting closer and closer.

Lugou Bridge is the main road to enter and exit Yanjing. Although the city is small, the city is less than 200 feet long from east to west and less than 100 feet wide from north to south. It is an absolute small city. But this is the real city gate of Yanjing.

The city lives on the east bank of Yongding River, facing Lugou Bridge, and directly connects the main throat of the capital.

Moreover, as a Acropolis that was built in the 11th year of Chongzhen, Wanping is very different from an ordinary city in terms of shape and structure. There are no streets, alleys, markets, bells and drum towers in ordinary county towns, and only two city gates are located in the east and west. Although the bureau system is small, the Chonglang is like a majestic pass.

Cao Bianjiao knew clearly that the Qing army had troops stationed in Wanping, so he naturally had to be cautious.

At this moment, the collision between the scouts of the two armies became fierce.

The Ming army wanted to explore the enemy situation in front of the Qing Dynasty, while the Qing army's horse scouts resisted desperately.

These are the brave men of the two armies, chasing along the Lugou River, and the blood shed in the interweaving of swords and bows played the overture to this battle.

Cao Bianjiao, who was in charge of the central army, felt sad and happy when he heard the reports coming from the front.

The sad thing is that the damage of Ye Bukong is too heavy. These Ye Bukong is the elite of his army; but the joy is that the Tartars are getting more and more crazy.

This must be crazy in despair!

The Qing Dynasty was so desperate that it was blocked by his sight. Cao Bianjiao did not think that the Tartars had already arrived, but believed that the Tartars were desperately delaying their time.

As long as you don’t stop at night, you can’t find out the enemy’s situation, and you will definitely not dare to march quickly.

Of course, there are not even a single Tartar soldier in Yanjing City. Since Dorgon did not escape, he will definitely resist stubbornly.

From beginning to end, Cao Bianjiao never expected Ajige's reinforcements to arrive in Yanjing so soon.

The news he received was that Ajige's army was still in Datong, and when there was a blizzard in Xuandalian, how could the army march?

Azige stopped waiting. After eating and sleeping, he stood up and conveyed his order to fight.

"The whole army sets off, move slowly, maintain the offensive formation, and once the enemy is taken, attack immediately."

The dense sound of horse hooves outside Yanjing City became the only sound in the world.

This time, Azig's tactics were quite simple, which was to fight and kill. Regardless of the terrain restrictions, as long as the cavalry was scaled, it had already set the tactics.

No matter how spiritual horses are, no matter how well they are trained in war horses, they are not humans. Therefore, cavalry will never have countless tricks like infantry.

The attacking cavalry group rushed forward and swept like a tide. This is their tactic.

The combination of speed and strength, the interweaving of killing and self-harm.

This is the cavalry!

Ajige will personally lead the main force of the army - 10,000 flag-vs, soldiers, and attack without reservation, without reservation, while the remaining troops will attack the flanks of the Ming army later.

Half of the men and horses in the Mongolian Army flag cooperated with each other, and half would go around Cao Bianjiao's army and continue to go south towards Gao Jie. Xu Ding's Ministry launched a restraining offensive.

This not only requires them to stagnate their speed, but also to make the Ming army even more chaotic after Cao Bianjiao's defeated troops retreat here.

Time is difficult to grasp such things. If there is a slight difference, the best time will be missed. It depends on what Ajige can make Cao Bianjiao.

Amid the dull sound of horse hooves, the army and the air-blowing balloons quickly expanded and spread. Just like the water marks left by a steamer who cut through the sea, it quickly turned from a thin dragon into a cavalry group one or two miles wide on the front.

Yanjing City is only more than ten miles away from Wanping, and the army moved and entered an attack state.

The Eight Banners soldiers slowly brought bloodshots to their eyes. They did not want to return to the snowy and ice, nor did they want to let their wives, children and parents embark on the road to escape in this era of wind and snow.

No passionate words were used to inspire their morale. Just one vital interest was enough to teach them to prepare for the fierce battle, just like the war horses under their seats.

The war horses started to trotting to the dust and dust in the sky, and the earth shook under the trampling of horse hooves, and the world was full of the sound of horse hooves.

The strong murderous aura makes the cold wind in winter even more cool.

Black and white impermanence began to sway in the sky, waiting for the start of this killing feast.

"Cabinets, large groups of cavalry..."

There was no need for a scout to report. The smoke and dust in the sky in the northeast had already noticed the Ming army.

Like other generals, shock and fear surged into Cao Bianjiao's heart in an instant.

"Where did the Tartars come from so many horse troops?" This was too sudden.

As for the current situation, in the unrestrained Yandi Plain, facing a large-scale cavalry raid, this battle is simply hell-level difficulty.

And you should know that what the Ming army had prepared was just a battle of average difficulty...

"Transfer the order, and the front army will defend the enemy on the spot, prepare to fight, prepare to fight."

"Transfer to Jiang Zhu, so that he can quickly integrate the rear team."

"Tell Sun Shoufa to lead the troops in front. Even if he dies, he will hold him back."

“…”

A series of military orders blurted out without thinking. As the most warlike general in the Ming army after Cao Wenzhao, Cao Bianjiao was definitely not an incompetent person.

As the military order was passed, the Ming army, which was slightly panicked outside Wanping City, stabilized, and Cao Bianjiao himself also threw other emotions out of the sky.

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road.

The current situation is unchanged, so let’s fight well.

He had already told Gao Jie and Xu Dingguo to report that the two were not far away from him. As long as he could withstand the raids of the Tartars, he would soon wait for Gao Jie and Xu Dingguo. When Gao Jie and Xu Dingguo came to take over, major events would still be expected.

Cao Bianjiao shouted loudly, asking people to raise the flag and follow him, riding a war horse to run back and forth between the central army. Restraining the soldiers of the central army was also using their own actions to inspire the morale of the entire army.

Although he was named General Xiao Cao, he had not been short of fighting on the battlefield. He had been twenty years since he led his troops alone. Even if he led his troops alone, he had been twelve or three years.

The great role of Cao Bianjiao's ability to rise in the Ming army cannot be denied by his uncle Cao Wenzhao, but he also has the strength of being ruthless.

He knew very well that the current situation was already a critical moment of life and death. He had just led his troops to Wanping, so he asked Sun Shoufa to lead his troops to block Wanping's east gate. Now he had not set up a solid camp outside the city, and was not fully prepared, and he even had to face the eye of the enemy of Wanping around him.

In such a place, he was raided by a large group of cavalrymen, and the troops under his command were already in absolute danger.

In this case, if you want to turn defeat into victory and put it to death, the only way is to fight to the death.

At this time, he no longer thought about where these Tartars came from, how could they suddenly appear today, and why did the Jinyiwei not send any news, because none of them mean anything.

He only knows one thing, that is, the time is coming.

The sound of horse hooves shook the sky and the earth, and the dense cavalry formations covered the vision of Ming soldiers like moving city walls.

Sun Shoufa was a very brave person, but at this time he couldn't help swallowing.

All the sounds in the world disappeared, leaving only the note "Horse Hoof" left.

At this time, Sun Shoufa had already arranged his headquarters into a square shape, with two rows of shield walls, spears and muskets in front of the formation, and archers behind them. However, this did not make them calm down, but they were all a little nervous.

They had to be afraid. They thought it was a battle of average difficulty, but now it suddenly became a hell level difficulty. It is conceivable how much pressure and fear the Ming army was in their hearts.

Although they were a team led by Cao Bianjiao, this was useless. In the face of strong enemies, they did not show enough courage and determination.

"Kill--"

Azig yelled, his kingly flag standing in front of the cavalry group, which brought great encouragement to the Eight Banners Tartars.

"Kill..."

The distance between the two sides quickly approached, and Tartars held up their swords and guns and yelled.

The Mongolian army flag vest soldiers rushed to the front, and sharp arrows shot towards the Ming army. A loud shout came from the latter's formation: "Don't release the gun, no gun..."

As Zheng's army relied on guns and cannons to dominate the battlefield, the Ming army followed suit.

Cut down a large number of low-quality firearms, organize craftsmen to build them, or buy them directly from Zheng Jun, and some people even buy a large amount of refined powder from Zheng Jun.

This means that many Ming army generals have a decent musket team.

Cao Bianjiao Army is no exception.

However, it was not difficult for the Ming army to prepare a batch of high-quality musket powder, but it was rare to train the musketmen in their hands to become real musket soldiers.

This is the biggest difference between the two sides.

This is the biggest drawback of the Ming army!
Chapter completed!