The charge of the iron armored soldiers and the black armored iron cavalry was unstoppable. They were met by the iron armored soldiers, and their people and horses were shattered. However, at this time, the Qing army had no horses anymore, and the war horses were shocked by fire. Whether it was the heavy cavalry of the Eight Banners, the heavy infantry of the Eight Banners, the heavy infantry of the Eight Banners, the Mongolian light cavalry, the Bayala soldiers or the Green Camp cavalry, they all turned into all infantry. When they met the iron armored soldiers, they were chopped into several pieces. The black armored iron cavalry was holding a horse spear under their armpits and charged, rushing all the way. The Qing army fell to the ground one after another, and was trampled to pieces and turned into meat paste.

The Qing army's own war horses had become ferocious beasts that trampled on the Qing army. Thousands of war horses rushed around the camp. Wherever they passed, those who were trying to stop them were knocked over and flew away and were trampled into meat paste.

The soldiers of the Mongolian Eight Banners who were good at horse training took the risk and rushed to the side of the shocked group of war horses. Someone whistled in his mouth and tried to summon his war horses. But tens of thousands of horses were shocked, and the Mongolians didn't even know where their horses were. Even if a war horse heard the call of his master, there were shocked horses everywhere. The horses who heard the call of their master were wrapped in shocked horses and spread their hooves and continued to run forward.

"Hurry up, pull the horse back, otherwise we will all die here!" Wurianha, the general of the Mongolian Eight Banners, shouted anxiously.

Hundreds of Mongolian soldiers risked their dangers, and when the horses were about to run away, they rushed to the back of the horses, and ventured to hold the horses and try to pull them back.

The horse recognizes its owner, and it is already shocking the group of horses. If it is held by its own owner, it can calm down. However, the Mongols are not their own horses. The shocked horse is like a wild horse that has regained its wildness and will not pay attention to strangers at all. If it is a one-on-one horse, the Mongols with superb riding can still tame the shocked horses, but it is not one-on-one, but many-to-many. The chaotic horses are running. Some Mongolians who have held the war horses are dragged to the ground, dragged to death, or trampled to death by the war horses behind them.

What's more, behind the shocked horses, there were more than a dozen Ming soldiers wearing Mongolian Eight Banners uniforms driving away the war horses. When they saw a Mongolian coming up to try to grab the horses, they shot arrows and killed many Mongolian Eight Banners soldiers.

The poor Mongolians escaped from the camp that caught fire not long ago. Most of them did not have any armor protection. The Ming army shot arrows in detail, which could be said to be arrows that reached the flesh. A rain of arrows fell, and more than ten people fell immediately. Then another rain of arrows fell, and more than ten Mongolians fell.

But if the Mongols had no horses, they were worse than infantry. The soldiers of the Eight Banners of Mongolia went on one after another and tried their best to conquer the horses. The Ming army shot all the arrows. After paying the price of more than 3,000 people killed, the Mongols finally brought back more than 200 war horses.

Urianha rode a horse that his soldiers fought to the death to snatch back. He was about to leave, but he saw dozens of white-armored soldiers coming up.

The leader shouted: "Leave the horse!"

Damn Jiannu! He actually came to steal the horse! Urianha cursed in his heart. The unreasonable Eight Banners soldiers of the Manchus aroused the hatred that had been buried in the hearts of the Mongols for decades. The Korqin people had a deep hatred with the Jianzhou Jurchens before, but after they were defeated, the two sides were buried in their hearts because of marriage. Now the Manchu soldiers are coming to steal the horses, regardless of the lives of the Mongols, which makes the Mongols angry.

Urianha pointed at the whip in his hand at the group of shocked horses not far away and shouted at the Manchu soldiers: "I want to steal you to steal those shocked horses. These horses are horses that we Mongolians sacrificed thousands of people to snatch back!"

"It's not that we want to use horses, it's that Prince Yu wants to use horses!" the white-armored soldier shouted.

"No! Why should we give it to you for free when we Mongolian men exchanged their lives? Let Prince Yu rob it yourself! There are horses there!" Urian Ha was furious.

The white-armored soldier walked up without saying a word, slashed off Urianha's head with one knife, and snatched the war horse under his crotch.

"Jiannu killed us! Brothers, come on! Fight with them!" the Mongolian Eight Banners soldiers shouted.

Nearly a thousand Mongolian soldiers surrounded dozens of white-armored soldiers, and the two sides began to fight.

Although there were many Mongolians, they rushed towards the white-armored Bayala soldiers like storm waves, but the dozens of white-armored soldiers were like huge rocks in the storm waves. The Mongols rushing up and collided, like huge waves hitting the reefs.

After about a quarter of an hour of fighting between the Eight Mongolian Banners and the White-Armored Soldiers, nearly all of the nearly 1,000 Mongols died. The rest were shocked by the bravery of the White-Armored Soldiers, and they turned around and ran away. The White-Armored Soldiers only paid the price of eight casualties.

The white-armored soldiers killed the Mongolians, and all the horses that the Mongolians snatched back at the cost of thousands fell into the hands of the white-armored soldiers.

"Prince, go quickly!" Dozens of white-armored soldiers surrounded Duoduo. There were dozens of white-armored soldiers outside, leading more than 200 war horses.

Duoduo rode on a horse, and more than a hundred white-armored soldiers also boarded the horses, surrounded Duoduo and broke out from the chaotic army.

Someone who blocked Duoduo, whether it was the Manchu Eight Banners, the Mongolian Eight Banners, the Han Eight Banners or the Green Camp soldiers, all cut off with mercy, killed the scattered soldiers blocking the road, escorted Duoduo, and evacuated the northwest.

Duoduo ran away, and the Qing army left in the camp, whether it was the Eight Banners or the Green Camp, had already become a mess. In the chaos, the Qing army trampled on each other and suffered countless casualties, and some people killed each other in order to grab a way to escape. The Qing army, who was so anxious that they were chased by the Ming army, saw someone blocking the way ahead, and slashed it with one knife just to escape.

In the chaotic camp and at the exit of the northwest, there were disheveled Qing soldiers running wildly everywhere. Many people ran so hard that they even lost their hats. The bare rat tail of the money was clearly visible under the fire.

Instead, they were neatly dressed, whether they were wearing Eight Banners armor or Green Camp number clothes, and wearing armor on the outside, those people were either Li Hong's fine works or the Huai Army's infiltrated into the Qing army's heavy inner supporters. In order to distinguish between enemies and us, they also tied a white towel on their arms. Whenever the Ming Army saw the person with a white towel on their arms, they would let it go.

The chaotic Qing soldiers rushed out of the northwest corner of the camp, and the village wall in the northwest corner was also squeezed down. The Qing soldiers in front fell into the trench, and the people behind squeezed over again. As a result, the Qing soldiers who fell into the trench in front were trampled to death, their bodies filled the trench, and the Qing soldiers behind rushed out.

There were still many Qing soldiers who failed to escape from the camp where the fire was soaring into the sky. The Qing soldiers who ran slowly were either killed or kneeled down to surrender. Most of the surrenders were the Mongols, and the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty and the Eight Banners of Manchu Provinces rarely surrendered. They fought to the death and were swallowed up by the torrent of the Ming cavalry in a blink of an eye.

The sky gradually became brighter, and Li Guodong took his auxiliary soldiers and Minzhuang to clean the battlefield. The Qing army camp had been burned to ashes, with strange-shaped corpses everywhere, some were trampled into meat paste, some were cut into several pieces, some were burned into charcoal, and there were wounded soldiers rolling on the ground and howling the Green Camp Army kneeling all over the ground, the Mongols.

Most of the captured women, children, elderly and weak were rescued, and some young and strong men who were forced into the civil and military auxiliary soldiers by the Qing army were also rescued.

"You were all people, and were forced to join the green camp by Jiannu. Today, Jiannu has been defeated. If you want to go home, we will give you a deposit of 500 yuan per person. If you are willing to stay, you can join our Huai Army." Li Guodong shouted to the rescued young men.

"We are willing to stay and ask the Duke to let our wife, children and parents go home." Most of the young and strong knelt on the ground and demanded to join the Huai Army.

"Okay, since you are willing to join our army, then you will be my brothers Li from now on! Come and take them down and register them." Li Guodong said loudly.
Chapter completed!