The madness of the divine weapons made the Eight Banners cavalry scared. They would rather run back and be cut off by the Bayala soldiers than be blown away by the madmen.

"Crazy?" Even the white-armored Bayala soldiers were stunned.

Before the white-armored soldiers could come back to their senses, a camel had already rushed into the white-armored soldiers formation. Only a loud "boom" was heard, and the five white-armored soldiers around them, including their men and horses, were blown away.

Sikteng was startled by the explosion sound from the crowd of his comrades. He saw white smoke spreading around him, blood mist rising, and an object splashed on his face. Sikteng reached out and touched it, and found a piece of flesh stuck to his face.

"Madman! It's really a madman!" Before Sikten could come back to his senses, he saw another camel rushing towards him.

"Not good!" Xiketeng didn't want to die. He was no longer a savage in the mountains and forests. He was a noble white-armored Bayala Zhuangda. In addition to his wife Unaji waiting for him to go back, there were three beautiful Han maid concubines in the family.

The knight on the camel's back reached out and took out an object. Mars appeared, and smoke was sprayed out from the camel's body.

"Swoosh swish swish swish" the white-armored soldiers shot out a row of arrows, and the sharp arrows stabbed the divine soldiers and camels, both blocked by armor.

Sikteng turned around and ran away in fear, leaving three Bayala soldiers behind, and the god warrior rushed to the middle of the three Bayala soldiers. The god warrior touched the fuse, and saw a dazzling fire flash, and the god warrior and the three Bayala soldiers turned into flying blood and flesh foam at the same time.

The powerful shock wave came with iron plate fragments and iron beads. Sikteng turned over and got off the horse and rolled on the spot. He felt that his shoulder seemed to be stabbed by a heavy object. When he reached out to touch it, a hole appeared on the shoulder of the armor, and blood continued to flow. And his war horse made a sad neigh, and was beaten into a hornet's nest and fell heavily on the snow.

More than twenty god warriors riding horses rushed over and saw those god warriors, the white-armored soldiers turned their horses and fled in vain.

Sikten swung his axe and flew out, knocking a god warrior down from the horse's back. Then he jumped, snatched the tall Hequ horse, jumped onto the horse's back, whipped the whip hard, and galloped hard.

The god warrior behind him chased him reluctantly. Sikteng turned around and shot an arrow. A sharp arrow pierced through the eyes of a god warrior's iron mask. The god warrior screamed and turned over and fell off the horse.

"Madman! A madman who doesn't want to die!" Even Dorgon felt fearful at this moment. He was still alive by those madmen who don't want to die and dared to self-destruct? Dorgon turned around in fear and led the central army to retreat.

Even the white-armored soldiers were defeated, who could still stop those madmen? Unless the Wu Zhenchao Ha soldiers could shoot those madmen from a distance. However, at this time, the Wu Zhenchao Ha soldiers fled in all directions on the battlefield and could not form a formation at all. The god warriors and Mongolian cavalry followed the Wu Zhenchao Ha soldiers and reluctantly chased each of them, killing the Wu Zhenchao Ha soldiers who were catching up with them.

Dorgon's central army flag moved backwards, and Li Hong's people and Li Guodong's insiders shouted in the crowd. All the Qing troops understood that the battle had been defeated.

"Retreat!" Li Hong shouted, turned his horse's head and ran towards Guihua City.

"Let's go!" Several Li Guodong's incoming men also rode their horses and ran towards Guihua City with Li Hong. When they retreated, they threw down some weapons, silver and cloth.

Soon after, the god warrior chased after him. Someone saw the silver, weapons and cloth on the ground and shouted, "There is something here."

The god warrior dismounted and picked up silver, weapons and cloth. At this time, someone found that there was a painting on the cloth. They could only understand Manchu a little bit, but they still understood the animal on the painting. Manchu was improved by Uighur-style Mongolian language. In fact, the Turks could also understand Manchu, but these god warriors had never read books and were illiterate.

"I actually used this dirty animal to insult us!" The god warriors were angry.

The god warriors quickly discarded all the unclean cloth, but when they were cleaning the battlefield, they found a lot of these cloths. Soon after, these cloths were sent to Ah Hong.

"This is the evidence that they insulted our true God!" Ah Hong explained the words on the cloth.

The god warriors who were already extremely angry broke out completely. All the god warriors roared indignation and demanded to join the suicide squad, kill all the guys who insulted the true gods, and send them to hell.

In this battle, the Qing army suffered great losses, and the eight banners of the Manchu Eight Banners suffered considerable losses, especially the Wuzhen Chaoha Camp of the Han Eight Banners, who were cut and killed by god warriors and Mongolian cavalry. A large number of firearms were captured by the Ula Mongol army. The Wuzhen Chaoha Camp lost more than 4,000 people and more than 200 artillery guns. Monk Kong Youde Kexi almost lost all their heavy weapons.

The losses of the Eight Banners of the Korqin Meng were not small, and their number was originally smaller than that of the Mongolian coalition. The level of the Korqin people in war was also very average. They were originally in cooperation with the Manchu Eight Banners. On weekdays, they were all the same role of getting cheap. When the Ming army retreated, the Korqin people were pursuing the rear. When fighting with the Mongols, the Korqin people were also responsible for the task of encirclement and pursuit. As a result, the cavalry of the Manchu Eight Banners were defeated by the gods, and the Korqin people were defeated by the Korqin people against the Kharkha Mongol coalition.

As a result, after the Manchu Eight Banners retreated, the Korqin people were killed and more than 3,000 people were captured by the Khalkha Mongol coalition. Such a heavy loss caused another heavy blow to the Modong Mongolia, which had already lost two-thirds of its horses in the burning grassland.

There are many Mongolians in Modong, much more than the Jurchens, but they cannot withstand such losses over and over again. If such defeats occur three times, the Korqin people will no longer be able to bring young and middle-aged people to join the army.

In fact, in the past few years, the Great Jin Dynasty fought in the east and west, and the Korqin people suffered a lot of losses. Every time they went to fight, the Korqin people almost acted as cannon fodder. After years of war, most of the remaining Korqin tribes were women, children, elderly and weak, and they suffered another defeat. They had already resisted the Qing Dynasty and were unwilling to be cannon fodder again. The more serious problem is that if they continue to defeat, they will arouse the hatred they had with the Jianzhou Jurchens before.

This is how it is to fight wars. If you win more battles, your morale will be high and your capture will be high. The more you fight, the more elite the army will be. If you lose your morale again and again, all kinds of conflicts will arise.

"Waste! Wine bags! If you hadn't been defeated, how could the Korqin people and our central army suffer such a crushing defeat?" Dorgon roared at Kong Youde, Shang Kexi, Jueluo Baiqi, Martu and others who were kneeling on the ground.

The responsibility for defeat was first of all, Jueluo Baiqi and Martu, the generals of the Manchu Eight Banners, who were defeated by their heavy cavalry, which led to the attack of the Wuzhenchao Ha camp, which led to the defeat of the entire line. Of course, Dorgon could not only blame the Manchus, but the Han Eight Banners who suffered defeat must also take responsibility.

Kong Youde also understood this. Of course, he understood that if the retreating Manzhou Eight Banners heavy cavalry blocked his Tianyou Army's shooting world, perhaps those god warriors could have shot them halfway before rushing to him. However, he could not say these words, and he had to help his master take responsibility. So Kong Youde knelt on the ground and moved forward with his knees a few steps, kowtowed and said, "Master, I deserve to die! I blame the minister for not being strict in governing the army. When the enemy rushed into the formation of our army, the soldiers were panicked, resulting in a crushing defeat today."
Chapter completed!