If there is a destiny in the dark, it should be drowning, but it will not be burned. The emperor first disagrees.

It is obvious that the old slave died of artillery, to be precise, the wounded artillery was injured. It was not healed for a long time and died after several months.

Therefore, the old slave is now bombarded by the Ming army's artillery, which is not destined by God, but is full of evil and retribution.

Boom! A row of muskets fired almost at the same time, making a loud roar. The thick white smoke rose and was quickly blown away by the wind.

The sun has risen, and the sun is warm and not dazzling, not even as bright as the explosion.

Muskets, bayonets, and artillery were constantly being pushed to help, and the Ming army's offensive was sweeping across the entire Jiannu camp.

The enemy retreated step by step, and the enemy's corpses were everywhere. Inspired by victory, every Ming soldier fought forward bravely. This was a set of atmosphere and an infection of fighting spirit, which made people excited and fearless.

When arrows and locusts fight against muskets and cannons, the Ming army gradually formed an array and fully utilized its firepower advantages, Jiannu's counterattack and defense were useless.

Although the battle was extremely fierce, the casualties ratio between the enemy and us was serious and disproportionate.

The Ming army's battle formation was like a monster that spitted out flames and smoke, rolling forward, artillery and muskets roared, and lead bullets shot like rain, killing the enemies blocking the front, and the flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and the corpse was pillowed.

The Ming Dynasty forced all to move to the front of the village, constantly adjusting its elevation angle, and finally bombarded violently with the farthest range.

It was defeated, the invincible Jianzhou Warriors were defeated like this!

The eyes of the gang leader Caodan turned red, and the troops rushing up were soon killed and injured, and still could not stop the enemy's fierce attack.

Zuoling Baling, the guardians of the military, Sunta, Isha, and Nele... These are all veterans who have been fighting for many years. They bravely led their troops forward to fight back, but they were all killed one after another.

I would rather die than retreat than lose the face of the Jianzhou Warriors.

Cao Dan looked back and saw an explosion of fire in his sight, the rising smoke and smoke filled his smoke, and there was no way to see if the large group of people had evacuated.

When he turned around, the sound of gunfire was already close, and the Ming army's battle formation was pressing over, but he had no more soldiers to send.

"Warriors, fight to the death and never retreat! Crash, kill!" Cao Dan knew that it was difficult to escape today, and escaping in a panic was not his choice. He waved his sword and rushed forward with more than 200 people.

Boom, boom!

There were two loud noises in front of him, and the Fran machine cannon sprayed out a dense raindrop lead bullet, sweeping down Jiannu in front of him.

Caodan saw nothing before his eyes, and the soldiers suddenly became sparse, and he saw the enemy ahead.

The two Franc cannons in front of the formation were emitting blue smoke, and it was obvious that they had just been fired. Behind the cannon were several rows of musketeers, who were raising the muskets together and fired a volley.

Boom! The gunshot almost formed a sound, and the flashing flames were densely filled with lead bullets.

Screams continued, just around the Caodan, but he seemed to have not heard of it, howling, jumping, and continuing to charge forward.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer! The smoke was blown away, and Cao Dan saw the enemy on the other side clearly. Rows of soldiers were coming out, all wearing iron faces, looking at him coldly.

"Kill! Kill!" Cao Dan howled loudly, speeding up his pace. He felt insulted, so fierce and brave, but was regarded as nothing by the enemy.

Under the cold gaze, the Ming soldiers dozens of meters away raised their guns and fired a volley.

Amid the screams, Caodan's left shoulder was in a severe pain, and he was staggered by the impact of the lead bullet. He barely stood firm, and the severe pain had spread rapidly. He felt half of his body numb and could not lift his left arm.

Although his armor is the best, it still cannot withstand the impact of lead bullets at this distance.

Ah, ah! I mustered up Yu Yong again, Caodan continued to run forward, his posture became strange and ridiculous, like a dying patient, staggering and slow.

Another row of Ming troops came out, aimed at them with guns and fired.

Cao Dan was shot again and fell to the ground weakly.

The lead bullet did not penetrate the armor, but it had a strong impact, causing him to suffer serious blunt injuries, his ribs broke, his lungs were damaged, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Cao Dan raised his head with great effort and watched the Ming soldiers push forward again. The muskets roared, but no longer shot at him.

I! Cao Dan opened his mouth, his blood choked his throat, and he could no longer make any sound.

Caodan wanted to tell the enemy that he was still alive and could still fight.

But the cold eyes of the Ming soldiers on the opposite side no longer looked at them, and they regarded the dying guy as a dead dog, and were even too lazy to waste another bullet.

His vision blurred and his strength disappeared. Cao Dan vaguely saw the Ming army pushing the cannon forward.

The Franchis, who had replaced the gun, roared again, and a lead bullet flew over and hit his head, becoming the last relief.

The momentum of victory was unstoppable, the trench was almost covered, the infantry was rushing in, and the cannon trucks were constantly following.

The camp's storm for the remaining enemies continued. Zhang Pan's troops had already rushed to the back gate and fought fiercely with Jiannu, who was responsible for blocking the attack.

Zhang Pan's troops were established when Dongjiang Town was first established, and they grew and grew stronger in constant battles. In terms of fighting will, they were also the best among the Ming army.

Therefore, this mixed alliance does not need to rely on momentum and atmosphere to inspire fighting spirit. Even in adversity, you can fight to the death without retreating.

There are many people like Zhang Pan who have a deep feud with Jiannu. When fighting, they are even more afraid of death and dare to fight to the death.

On the contrary, although Jiannu was still holding on, he was a little declining in fighting spirit and panic no matter how he looked.

Of course, Zhang Pan didn't know that the old slave was injured and rushed out of the camp. The Jiannu team was left to cut off the rear. The backbone was not aware of life or death, and the morale of the army was shaken, so they naturally couldn't stand up.

Despite this, Zhang Pan did not underestimate the enemy. He still used his firepower to kill the enemy first to minimize the losses of his army.

The decisive battle was won, and the Liao Dynasty was about to be pacified. If possible, Zhang Pan hoped that all the soldiers could survive, reunite with their families, and return home alive.

But the cruelty of war is so unkind. It doesn’t matter whether you have parents or relatives or wives or children. Death will not be chosen, and it often gives people the deepest pain.

The Franc aircraft and muskets spit out flames and arrows shot in the air. Both sides of the enemy and us did their best to launch a long-range battle.

Although the Ming army had a clear advantage and was suppressing Jiannu in terms of casualties, the fierce battle was also a detour between the flying cavalry and the spear cavalry, and appeared on the side of the enemy and came to an end.

The remaining Jiannu retreated in panic, rode on the war horse and ran wildly. Only more than a thousand men were left, and he could not resist the impact of the Ming army's flying cavalry like a tide.

The flying cavalry and the spear cavalry chased after him like a flying horse. Zhang Pan commanded his troops to rush out of the camp and followed behind.

The battle in Jiannu camp continued, but there were already sporadic enemies resisting. More Ming troops rectified and pursued northwards.

The infantry cannot catch up with the cavalry, and the war horse that runs on two legs but does not run on four legs is normal.

But infantry also has its own advantages and can continue to advance. The war horses carry people and cannot run for a long time. For example, Mongolian cavalry's long-distance maneuvers have to bring two to three spare war horses and ride in turns.

Of course, Xiong Tingbi did not have the plan to give way to the infantry to Fushun or Liaoyang, but supporting the cavalry and forcing Jiannu to flee in a panic was still a good choice.

When Xiong Tingbi entered Jiannu camp under layers of protection, the battle was basically over, although sporadic gunfire and howling could still be heard.

The eyes were filled with corpses, broken swords, guns, armor, bloody and broken limbs, broken arms, land filled with blue smoke, and destroyed cars...

The large army had pursued north, leaving only a small number of troops cleaning the battlefield.

Some soldiers rudely threw Jiannu's body onto the cart, while others carefully carried the bodies of their comrades to a cleaned open space, as if they were just asleep, fearing they were awakened.

Xiong Tingbi's eyes quickly turned away, not because he had no kindness, but because he was as hard as iron, and his understanding and feeling of war were deeper.

"The ammunition and medicine must be transported as soon as possible." Xiong Tingbi explained without looking back, "Send someone to report to the commander Yuan. Our army defeated the main force of Jiannu and advanced towards Anshan and Liaoyang tomorrow."

"Send a message to western Liaoning with a signal tower." Xiong Tingbi pondered for a moment, calculated the time, and said, "Let them receive the order, set off in three days, and the troops leave Huangniwa."

"Send a message to Liaodong Maoshuo. Our army won a great victory. Please be more careful. Jiannu may flee to Jianzhou and Haixi."

After pausing, Xiong Tingbi decided to write the secret report by himself, and to report the victory to the future faster than a normal military newspaper.

Xiong Tingbi stretched out his hand and said, "Calculate the remains of Jianlu as soon as possible to determine the remaining strength of the enemy."

The staff officer and the officer recorded it, answered repeatedly, turned around and left.

"The Jianlu battle was greatly damaged, and it was certain that he could not recover." He Kegang said, "Our army took advantage of the victory to advance, went to Liaoyang, attack Shenyang, and strive to achieve another great victory during the Spring Festival."

Xiong Tingbi bowed slightly, bowed to the direction of the capital, and said, "Long live to support it with all the strength of the whole country to launch the battle to pacify Liao. We should strive to make progress, live up to the emperor's orders, and repay the emperor's kindness."

Patriotism, loyalty to the emperor, appointed and valued by the emperor are all loyal and brave generals recorded in history. But only focusing on using is not enough, and the emperor also knows that the generals pursue fame and fortune.

The battle and fighting bloody battles are exchanged for success and fame. Being a general and becoming a general is a common human nature, and it can further inspire the fighting spirit and courage of the generals.

Not to mention the noble sentiment of treating fame and fortune as dirt, the emperor believed that clear rewards and punishments were the way to control his ministers.

In a few years, the youngest ones, such as Zhang Pan, He Kegang, Huang Long, Kong Youde, Huang Degong, etc., also had the rank of general. According to their age, it was not difficult to be promoted to general.

Of course, military merits are to earn as much as possible, and the more the better. Everyone knows that fighting Liao and destroying slaves is the best opportunity to make meritorious and promote.

Not only generals, but also ordinary soldiers also received heroic battles and rewarded military merits.

Every time you win, you will not be vague in rewards. This is just an immediate benefit. Military merits are recorded, and after retirement, they are given land and tax benefits. Not only are individual benefits, but the entire family benefits.

But if you are greedy for life and fear death and do not obey orders, then I'm sorry, there are no preferential policies, and you will be severely punished by military discipline.

In addition to rewards and punishments, there are benefits and risks. As long as you grasp these two points, the emperor believes that he can control the ministers and control the generals. By extension, he, the chairman of the Ming Dynasty, used people like using his fingers, saving worries and effort.

There was a faint sound of gunfire from afar. Xiong Tingbi was still a little worried and ordered people to lead the war horse and rushed over with a bunch of people.

The one who exchanged fire with the Ming army was Yangguli, who set up a blocking position on the official road, and Daishan had already walked far with his unconscious father Khan.

What to do? What to do? Dai Shan was so confused that he was worried that the Ming army would be unable to resist the attack while he was fighting, but also worried that his father Khan would have a bad situation and that the Later Jin Dynasty would fall into chaos.

The general mobilization and a decisive battle, but it fell into a situation of returning home in a crushing defeat. This was completely different from Guangning and Ningyuan's defeat. At that time, the Ming army still had the ability to counterattack. Now—

Daishan could foresee the continued defeat of the Later Jin Dynasty. Whether it was weapons and equipment, or the number of troops, there was an irreparable gap between the Later Jin and the Ming army.

Even if the Ming army stopped the attack and gave the Later Jin a year or two to breathe, the Later Jin could not improve to much of these two aspects.

When Dai Shan thought of the violent bombardment of artillery and the densely-stormed musket shooting, he couldn't help but feel despair in his heart.

Just like a young child fighting with an adult, the gap is too great. No matter how hard he tries his best or how he plans to design, it is difficult to win.

The Ming army was so powerful that after this great victory, it was even more motivated and had a strong desire to attack; the Later Jin Dynasty suffered heavy losses and was in turmoil, and it could even be said to be in danger.
To be continued...