The Guanning Iron Cavalry first fought all night at Xiaoling River, and then marched around to Xiping Fort, where they were chewed hard and dry dry food for two days, and they were already a little tired.

But the herds of cattle and sheep outside Xipingbao cheered them up.

"All these years, it was Jiannu who robbed us! Today the boys are coming to rob them! Wang Xiao shouted at the top of his voice.

His voice was already hoarse, and after these days of cultivation in the Qin family, plus two days of marching, he looked like a very uneducated bandit at this time.

"robbing their cattle and sheep, grain and grass, women and ......"

Qin Chengye glanced sideways at Wang Xiao, and shouted softly: "Hugh wants to corrupt the military discipline of my Guanning Iron Cavalry." ”

"Rob them!" Drinking all around.

……

In the midst of the shouting, Wang Xiao turned to Qin Chengye and said with a smile: "Qin Zongrong, don't forget your origin. ”

Qin Chengye let out a disapproving "ha".

He glanced at the east bank of the Liao River, and said in his heart: "When you are old, you will be a thief again." ”

"Robbed their cattle and sheep, robbed Da Yu'er!"

Qin Shanqu shouted, rode his horse and rushed out, and jumped into the formation of the coaters first, the long knife fell, and several people were killed.

Blood splashed his face, Qin Shanqu looked at the clothes in front of him who were so unbeaten, and felt that they were pitiful and hateful.

But he is a big old man, and he doesn't bother to care about this, he is bent on killing these coats, and rushes to the front to defeat the real slaves.

"Don't be minions anymore!" Guan Ning Iron Cavalry began to shout.

Qin Shanqu laughed and shouted, "Lao Tzu is here to save you!" If you still want to be a slave, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless......"

~~

The bolt fell in the middle of the coating array.

He held a knife and stared at the Chu army in front of him, with hatred in his eyes.

He hated these Chu troops so much!

Seven years ago, the Qing army entered the fortress, trampled on his family's fields, burned his house, killed all his family, and kidnapped him as a slave......

Watching his parents, wife and children die tragically under the knife, Zhang Xuan hated the Qing soldiers, but later, he was tortured again and again. He found that he no longer dared to hate Qing soldiers.

- "What the master said is right, I have worked hard, and most of the grain and grass I have planted have been handed over to Chaoyan, and I will increase the stall today and tomorrow, and the grain I planted with my own hands is not enough for my wife and children to eat a full meal." The result? The officials of the Chu Dynasty chewed the people's fat and the people's ointment, and the soldiers of the Chu Dynasty drank the people's blood, but they couldn't protect my family. If you want to hate, you should also hate Chu Chao, these generals who eat my flesh and blood, but can't protect my family......"

On the one hand, there is unreasonable suffering, and on the other hand, there is great hatred and anger. After suffering between the two great pains for half a year, Zhang Xuan once vented his hatred on Chu Jun, and the pain in his heart suddenly eased.

He hated it as a matter of course, and as a matter of course, he let his master drive him, and his life became easier and easier, and he became more and more like a pig and a dog.

As for the hometown of Hajian Province, it seems to be very far away.

He actually didn't think about finding his own Chu army to take revenge. But every time the Qing army defeated the Chu army, he would tell himself in his heart - the blood sea is deep, and he has revenge again.

When he thought about it, he felt better......

But now, the Chu army is actually here.

30,000 heavy horses, terrifying momentum.

Zhang Shuan was trembling even at the root of his feet.

He faced the long knife on the other side, and for a moment he asked himself in his heart if it was they who he really hated.

Hate! —Zhang Shuan replied himself.

"It's them, they eat my flesh and blood, and they can't protect my little ......"

Zhang Xuan kept chattering in his heart, staring at Chu Jun with eyes full of hatred, and slashed it with a knife!

A slash ......

The horse's hooves stomped down and trampled the bolt into mud!

"Waste." Qin Shanqu took a sip and rode his horse on.

Rows of horses' hooves kept trampling over the corpses on the ground...... After a long time, someone stopped at Zhang Shuan and sighed, "You see, they are all slaves until death." ”

"So what can they do?" Someone else said, "They can't help it." ”

"You are very empathetic, no wonder your grandfather said that you can't become a famous general......"

~~

"Shoot the arrows!"

There was a loud shout in the Eight Banners Army, and countless arrows were thrown out.

The rain of arrows fell suddenly, mercilessly falling in the military formation of Guanning's iron cavalry and Baoyi, no matter how messy it was, it was just harvesting my life.

In the "jingling" iron symphony, from time to time the Ning Tieqi fell off the horse.

But even louder screams came from the coating array.

These men had no armor, were bareheaded, and wore thin clothing, and fell like grass in the wind and rain under the rain of arrows.

Blood soaked the battlefield.

For these clothed minions, in front is the long knife of the Guanning Iron Cavalry, and in the rear is the rain of arrows of the Eight Banners, and they are like animals in the slaughterhouse, slaughtered by others.

At this moment, human life is even worse than mustard......

"Ahh

Some of them shouted and fled the battlefield and ran to both sides.

Another rain of arrows rained down and nailed them to the ground.

"Those who dare to flee will be killed! Rush up and kill all the Chu army......"

~~

Monk Kul stood on his horse, looking at the battlefield in front of him.

He was a veteran and didn't even need to be in command to know how to fight this battle.

He was waiting for the coats to consume Chu Jun's physical strength.

When the time comes, these more than 3,000 Eight Bannermen will rush forward, and they will easily defeat an enemy ten times their size.

Even if they can't be defeated and their morale is severely damaged, it is better to return to Xiping Fort and defend it.

As long as they hold for two days and as soon as reinforcements arrive, these Chu troops will still not be able to escape......

For a long time, the land ahead was blood-red.

Looking at the situation on the battlefield, Monk Kul put away his bow and drew his sword.

- Almost, it's time for these people to see the ferocity of the Eight Banners warriors.

The next moment, I saw that the Chu army in front suddenly turned around and retreated backwards.

The Baoyi had already been killed so that they had no morale, and they didn't dare to chase them, so they stood there in a daze, blocking the Eight Banners cavalry......

"Huh? This escapes? ”

Seng Kul was stunned, turned his head to look, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something in his peripheral vision.

He looked back suddenly, stunned for a moment.

I saw that on the Liao River, several large ships were struggling to break through the ice and go upstream......

Then, several ships anchored on the shore, and from the ships rushed one cavalry after another......

Monk Kule turned his head abruptly and shouted at Xiping Fort: "Quick! Fast! Lord Ezhen, give the order to fire! ”

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and several shells flew from the big ship and smashed down.

Seng Kule watched as a cannonball landed right on the head of Xiping Fort, blasting the old cannon that had been snatched from the Chu army into pieces......

"Boom!"

"Back to the fort! Quick, go back to the fort! Sara shouted.

The earth trembled.

The cannonballs bombarded the array of the Eight Banners, and a group of people flipped on their backs.

Seng Kule looked back again, and saw that the Guanning Iron Cavalry over there had already turned his head and rushed towards this side.

No one controlled the coats anymore, and the coats' formation suddenly dispersed, and countless people dropped their weapons and hugged their heads. Fleeing a little slowly, Guan Ning's iron cavalry did not hesitate to chop them down, stepped over their corpses, and charged at the Eight Banners without stopping......

"I can't go back!" Monk Kule shouted, "Let Lord Ezhen close the fort gate!" Fast! ”

Sara shouted, "Shut up! We're going to die......"

"Die or die, close the gates! Warriors, we stop them. ”

Monk Kul raised his sword and screamed frantically.

He is not afraid of death, he will stop ......

"Boom!"

A cannonball was falling at his feet......

"Ahh

Pieces of flesh struck Sarah in the face, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Hurry forward to the fort!"

The next moment, Guan Ning Iron Cavalry bit the tail of the Eight Banners fiercely......

~~

The gate of Xiping Fort is destined to be closed......

~~

Wang Xiao looked at the clumsy boats stuck under the Pingyang Bridge on the Liao River, and said to himself: "Look, our capitalists are here again. ”

Qin Chengye glanced at him obliquely, and said with some contempt: "You can only do this?" ”

"yes." Wang Xiao sighed: "It's a pity that I can't go retrograde to the upper reaches of the Liao River, otherwise I would have wanted to use this hand all the time." ”

Qin Chengye looked east, knowing that the journey ahead was long and he could only rely on himself......