To the south of the No. 4 camp, there are criss-crossing rivers, forming a swampy area.

All the streams left over from the Mantou Mountains converge here, forming a network of water that is rare in northern China.

On either side of this network, right in the middle of the two mountain ranges in the north and south, but there is a low hill that forms a natural channel.

This is also the starting point of the pass.

From the Qing army camp, you can only go along the passages on both sides of the swamp.

Because the No. 3 camp is just north of the water network, and even a Franc machine can block this passage, so when the Qing army comes, it can only go to the south of the swamp, that is, at the foot of Mantou Mountain.

……

There are tens of thousands of thistles thrown by the No. 3 camp of C3, and this thing is the second greeting gift prepared by Zhu Cijiong for the Qing army.

Of course, all this depends on whether the Bingwu camp and Mantou Mountain can successfully meet expectations!

……

At the same time, the city gate of the No. 5 camp was opened, and Yang Qilong, who had been waiting for a long time, came with 500 cavalry to the No. 4 camp of C......

And at a col in the Mantou Mountain Range, Sun Zhenyi, who had been waiting all night, suddenly stepped onto the war horse: "Brothers, rush!" ”

……

As soon as he saw the city's "Crashing Sky" again, Zhuo Butai's hands and feet were suddenly cold, he didn't know how he was put on the horse, and when he reacted, there was already a roaring sound of horses' hooves on the left and right.

"Not good! There is an ambush on the other side of Mantou Mountain! ”

Roncodo's eyes widened, how could it be possible, they only came over there at night!

……

Ertuk's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly covered Zhuo Butai to ride away.

General Long Keduo looked at Zhuo Butai, who was beating the horse away, and angrily jumped to his feet and scolded: "There is no good thing in the Guerjia family on a dog day!" ”

He cursed viciously for the eighteenth generation of Zhuo Butai's ancestors, but Long Keduo also knew that what he was doing now would be useless!

"Mang'er Gutai, Qinglin, you two each bring five hundred vests, and block them for me!"

Long Keduo hurriedly asked the two leaders to stay and break off, but he turned over on the war horse, turned around and left.

His words came back from afar:

"I will go to the imperial court and promote you as the captain of the light car!"

The faces of Mang Ergutai and Qinglin changed greatly!

What Roncodo meant, they have understood, this is the honor for them!

In other words, the master is letting them die in battle.

"The slave also kowtowed to the master, please take care of the slave's family!"

The two knelt on the ground, kowtowed respectfully a few times, and when they straightened up, their faces were already full of death.

Looking at the thousands of Qing soldiers who fled in a hurry, and looking back at the headquarters of the two people who remained, the two leaders who had been "sealed" were gritted their teeth and said:

"Sons, fight to the death! The court will raise your wives and children, and the kindness and food will make your family eat and drink without worry! ”

They turned on their horses and grabbed their bows from their saddles:

"Eight Banners Erlang, Riding and Shooting is unparalleled!"

The two of them shouted at the top of their voices, turned and galloped towards the place where the sound of horses' hooves had come from.

Behind them were nearly a thousand Eight Banner vests.

"Eight Banners Erlang, Riding and Shooting is unparalleled!"

As if to cheer themselves up, a thousand soldiers roared.

It's just that this voice is a little lacking in momentum when it is shouted......

As a banner member of the Eight Banners, who doesn't know how his family came from......

……

Yang Qilong was holding a shotgun that had already been loaded.

His Majesty wanted to return all the muskets of this slightly smaller caliber, so he selected all the flintlock muskets and handed them over.

The cavalry could only fire one bullet, and they had to abandon the shotgun in favor of a long three-edged thorn.

The guns dropped by the soldiers in front of them would be bent and deformed by the rear cavalry with nearly 1,000 catties of armor.

The cavalry lost too many guns in each battle, so this time, Zhu Cijiong directly used it and gave them this kind of gun that was about to be eliminated.

"Sons, control the speed of the horse, do you remember the last battle in Nanyang? Give me the same beating! ”

……

Manggutai gritted his teeth, the master had already "sacrificed" them, and he was begging for death in this battle.

Besides, the enemy was strong, which made him lose the possibility of approaching on horseback, dismounting and firing muskets to defeat the enemy, and then chasing on horseback and dismounting for a shootout.

Mang Ergutai and Qinglin were divided into two ways, one against Yang Qilong and the other against Sun Zhenyi.

Almost at the same time, four groups of people met on two battlefields.

……

"Hold down the horse, put me within forty paces, and fire the arrow!"

In the face of the galloping Yang Qilong, Manggutai adopted the old method.

The bows and arrows of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, because the iron-smelting technology was not at home, the cast pig iron arrows were too brittle, and in the face of protected enemy troops, the arrows could easily be broken, so they had to be cast into a triangular shape.

However, I never thought that the armor-piercing effect of this thing was unexpectedly good!

It's just that the arrows are too heavy, which greatly reduces the range.

Therefore, the Manchurian Eight Banners could only put the enemy within forty paces before firing.

Seeing that the other party had rushed to within a hundred paces, Manggutai shouted, "Take your bow and aim!" ”

With that, he stepped on the stirrups with both legs, clamped the belly of the horse with his knees, let go of the reins with both hands, took off the riding bow from the victory hook, drew an arrow, and put it on the bowstring, and in an instant it was full.

With Manggutai's movements, the Qing soldiers pulled their bowstrings one after another.

Seeing that the enemy had rushed within sixty paces, Manggutai shouted, "Aim! ”

The speed of the war horse's sprint was very fast, and just when Mang Gurtai's words fell, and he was about to shout and release the arrows again, how did he know that the muzzles of the Ming soldiers actually burst into flames......

"Bang bang!"

A burst of gunfire rang out, Manggutai only felt a pain in his chest and abdomen, and when he looked down, he saw that the cotton armor on his chest had broken a big hole, and blood was gurgling out......

"Thief, don't talk about ......"

Mang Gurtai only felt that the strength in his body was rapidly disappearing......

He tilted his head and fell off his horse.

……

Yang Qilong finished putting the musket, dropped the musket casually, and then reined in the reins of the horse.

There was no need for him to command, the cavalry in the second row had already overtaken them, and then raised their guns to shoot again, and the Qing army on the opposite side was beaten to pieces before they had time to hurriedly release a wave of arrows.

The third platoon of cavalry again overtook Yang Qilong, and the fourth platoon ......

After the cavalry finished putting the muskets, the soldiers in the first row where Yang Qilong was located had already loaded their spears, he held a three-edged thorn in his hand, and shouted: "A platoon, follow me!" ”

After saying that, he grabbed the reins with one hand, tightened his grip on the riding spear with his right hand, and kicked the horse's belly hard, and the war horse was in pain, and with a neighing call, he rushed forward......

……

"Whew!"

Yang Qilong let out a breath of turbidity and hung the scimitar in his hand on the victory hook.

He looked back to the left and right, and there were less than 400 of the 500 cavalry left, and the ground behind him was full of corpses of Qing cavalry, and wounded soldiers were howling everywhere.

"Sons, can you still fight?"

Yang Qilong raised his right hand and asked loudly.

"Fight! War! War! ”

More than 300 cavalrymen behind him raised their weapons and roared.

"Follow me!"

Yang Qilong kicked the war horse again and rushed forward.

In front of him was the artillery position hurriedly arranged by the Qing soldiers, but it was a pity that the Qing soldiers spent a huge price to transport the artillery here, but they encountered a big defeat.

The Qing soldiers fled in a hurry, and this heavy artillery fire was left behind......

"Camp No. 3, the Qing soldiers are going to No. 3!"

Cui Geng stood on an artillery carriage, and the torch in his hand pointed in the direction of the Qing soldiers' escape.

Behind him, the defenders of Camp C4 were lined up, disposing of the corpses of the enemy soldiers under the camp.

In an instant, they dropped hundreds of explosive packs, and the Qing soldiers threw into the three battalions of the siege - most of them were only stumps and severed limbs......

Yang Qilong thanked him and was about to chase after him, but he heard a roar coming from the side and rear again.

Turning his head to look, he saw that under the torch dragging the tail flame, the dark green military uniform was so conspicuous.

In particular, the copper buckle on the chest is shining.

"Deputy Sun Ying has also won!"

Yang Qilong sighed with emotion and simply slowed down the reins.

However, at tea time, Sun Zhen had already rushed to Yang Qilong.

Looking at Yang Qilong's cavalry, which had a lot more cavalry than himself, Yang Qilong was surprised:

"Deputy Sun Ying, have you met the Qing soldiers?"

Sun Zhen still laughed: "It's just some miscellaneous fish, it's all solved!" ”

What?

Yang Qilong's eyes shrank suddenly.

This Sun Zhen still solved the five hundred cavalry almost intact?

You must know that Your Majesty has given them both the same number of troops!

Earlier, when His Majesty wanted Sun Zhen to still lead the army, he was still a little hesitant.

Sun Zhen is still a scholar in the army, although he once accepted the military strategy when he was in his hometown in Qi County.

However, Sun Weilan herself is a literati!

How strong can Sun Zhen still be when he taught him?

……

Yang Qilong didn't know, although there are not many records about Sun Zhenzhen in history, but you must know that when Kangxi fought Khalkha and Dzungaria, this person was firmly in the position of the general army of Datong.

This Xuanfu is on the same line, which is an important town in the north, and it is also the frontier position of Kangxi sweeping the north.

Sun Zhen was still able to sit firmly in the position of the chief soldier of Datong at this time, and he had already proved his strength.

This is also the reason why Zhu Cijiong just asked him to lead the troops.

"Can Yang Tuanzheng still fight?"

Sun Zhen still didn't know Yang Qilong's thoughts, and when he saw Yang Qilong pondering, he asked heartily, and his young face was full of heroism.

"Naturally!"

Yang Qilong laughed.

If you lose, you don't lose the battle, besides, isn't it just to kill the Tartar, he can too!

He was a fierce man who dared to rush straight to the Tartar lair with a hundred and ten people, although he almost lost His Majesty, but his courage was flawless.

Otherwise, there would be no Yang Daring's nickname in the army!

"That's fine!"

Sun Zhen still pointed to the camp with torches in the distance, and the vast Tartar who was rushing towards it.

"Your Majesty has laid down an iron thistle array in front of the No. 3 camp, all you and I have to do is to catch them up!"

Yang Qilong twisted his eyebrows slightly.

Sun Zhen's performance was too eye-catching, and he was a little afraid that this person would steal his position.

Leaning less, Yang Qilong smiled bitterly.

What's wrong with him?

His Majesty has lived and died with him for nearly 10,000 miles, how can he not be favored by Sun Zhen!

"Yang Tuanzheng, but you're injured?"

Sun Zhen still saw Yang Qilong stunned, turned his head and asked with concern.

"No, it's okay, I used too much force just now and strained my arm." Yang Qilong found an excuse to prevaricate.

He pointed to the network of rivers that were shining in the glimmer of the morning light not far away: "What if the Tartars escape from the river?" ”

Sun Zhen still didn't know that just now Yang Qilong was jealous of himself and forcibly suppressed it.

He laughed heartily: "If this is right, if he dares to walk out of the water, we, a thousand children, should let Zhuo Butai alone not be able to escape!" ”

At this time, it is the twenty-second day of the lunar month, although Nanyang is not colder than Jingshi, but sometimes it is possible to stand on the ice, and even sometimes it can withstand the crushing of the cart without breaking.

However, the sudden and unusually warm weather in the past few days, coupled with the warm climate here in Nanyang, makes the ice period very short throughout the year.

At this time, there is only a thin layer of ice two fingers thick on the surface of the river.

If the Tartars were willing to walk on it, they would have done as he pleased!

In this cold winter, the Qing soldiers fell into the water and froze, how many are left?

Even if some soldiers with good physique can carry it, they no longer have combat effectiveness.

When the time comes, he only needs to send his soldiers to roam, and he can completely kill all the more than 7,000 troops.

……

Sun Zhen's hearty laughter infected Yang Qilong, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed of what he thought just now.

"Deputy Sun Ying, go, you will command this battle!"

Just seeing the number of soldiers on the other side, he knew that he was not Sun Zhenyi's opponent in cavalry warfare, and in his guilt, Yang Qilong volunteered to be Sun Zhenzhen's deputy.

"Okay, after the big victory in this battle, I will invite Yang Tuanzheng to drink!"

Sun Zhen still laughed.

Their Sun family is also the number one person in Qi County, although it is said that since the Qing Dynasty, it has gradually declined, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and there are hundreds of taels of silver on his body!

A drink is nothing to him at all.

……

Zhuo Butai raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that there were still six or seven thousand children who had escaped with him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, are you awake?"

Ertuk was overjoyed, hurriedly hit his horse over, and asked softly.

"I'm ashamed of Your Majesty!"

Zhuo Butai cried bitterly, and with a "choked" sound, he pulled out the sword at his waist and put it on his neck.

"Master, you can't!"

Ertuk was so frightened that he held down Zhuo Butai's hand, and he burst into tears:

"Master, don't think about it, those soldiers are just soldiers of the Green Battalion, and most of our bannermen are still there!"

Although yesterday morning, they lost one, and just now they have another big defeat, but now they still have a lot of bannermen in their hands.