Ji Xiha's face was pale, and his body was trembling involuntarily.

But he was not afraid, but angry!

Surprisingly angry!

How did a good battle come to be like this!

When did the thief become so strong!

In his impression, hasn't the thief always been a two-legged sheep who is weak and weak?

It's a shift that's too hard to swallow.

Ji Xiha didn't know that Da Ming was just a sleeping lion, and now that he woke up, he naturally wanted to let the Qing soldiers pay off his debts.

The lion rushed into the Qing army and tore hard, as if it were in a no-man's land.

If Ji Xiha can't make adjustments in time, I'm afraid that the entire battle situation will collapse.

Damn it!

There were almost no hole cards left in his hand.

He has already sent the Eight Banners of the Chinese Army to stabilize the situation, what else do you want him to do? What else could he do?

Do you want him to send out the personal guards as well?

But even if they are sent, they won't change anything.

After all, the total number of Jixiha's personal guards is a thousand, and the number is too small.

Such a small number of people really can't make any waves in this kind of chaos that can easily involve tens of thousands of people!

Now that Ji Xiha is not thinking about how to win a big victory, it is not easy to be able to retreat with his whole body.

But now is certainly not the time to withdraw troops, and if they withdraw at this time, it will be a rout.

The Ming army will suffer heavy losses all the way to chase and kill.

Even if you want to withdraw, you have to stabilize the situation first, so that you can retreat!

For now, he could only hope that the Eight Banners would gain the upper hand in this scorching battle, even if it was a crushing victory.

As long as he wins, he will have a fair reason to retreat, and he can also try his best to preserve his strength.

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"Hahaha, General Li is really a tiger!"

Wang Er Mazi saw that Li Shiru had entered a no-man's land, and cut down several Tartars one after another, not to mention how happy he was in his heart.

It's a fucking pleasure!

It's been a long time since he's been so happy.

The pent-up sense of humiliation over the years has been swept away, and Wang Er Mazi feels that this is the only way to live like a person!

"Kill, kill, kill him upside down!"

This kind of Armageddon on the plains is much cooler than his mother's defense.

Although the city is guarded with a strong city to rely on, there will always be a feeling that the strength cannot be used, and it is too damn depressing.

To fight a battle, you need to have this kind of enthusiasm in close combat, so that you will not live in vain.

Even if you want to die, you have to die standing and die!

Of course, the current situation is very favorable to the Ming army, and it should be the side of the Ming army that continues to fight.

Now what Wang Er Mazi has to do is to add another fire!

"Brother Yu, send out the Red Heart Battalion!"

The so-called Chixin Battalion is an elite division trained in advance of the Qiqi Earthquake in Qixia Mountain.

Although the entire Chixin Battalion only had 5,000 people, it was strictly trained according to the model of the Qi family's army.

Yu Qi, who came from Jiangmen, has always believed that soldiers are not many but fine.

At the beginning, the reason why Qi Jiguang was able to sweep away the Japanese who were ravaging the southeast coast relied on an elite division.

What Qi Jiguang can do, Yu Qi can also do!

Even in the most difficult time, Yu Qi took out all his family funds to support these 5,000 righteous soldiers, and the soldiers of the Red Heart Battalion did not live up to Yu Qi's expectations and worked very hard in training.

When Yu Qi was in Dengzhou, the Chixin camp also played an important role.

This time, Yu Qi did not let the Chixin Battalion move, that is, he wanted to use good steel on the blade.

After all, Qi Jiguang is Yu Qi's grandfather, and Yu Qi is Qi Jiguang's grandson!

There are no dogs in the door!

"Well, pass the order down, let's attack the Red Heart Battalion!"

"Yes! The pro-soldier immediately clenched his fists and led the way.

The Chixin Battalion was built entirely according to the model of the Qi Family's army, emphasizing mutual cooperation.

The rattan player in front and the firecracker in the back cover each other to maximize efficiency.

Amid the rumbling drums, the Chixin battalion pounced on the Qing army's formation, which was a mess.

"Kill!"

These righteous people of Qixia Mountain are all people who have a deep hatred for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and many of them have relatives who died at the hands of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

This time, he held back his strength to make the Tartars pay off their debts.

"Die! Dog Tartar! ”

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The rattan effectively protected the vulnerable musketeers in the rear, allowing them to complete the shooting better.

Although arquebuses are complicated to operate, the power of firearms should not be underestimated.

The buckshot swirled and shot through the armor, and the soldiers jumped to their feet in pain.

Those Qing soldiers who were not shot at the critical position were still struggling in pain.

"Don't rush to chop off the head of the Tartar, keep pushing!"

Although the Chixin Battalion counts merit according to the head, now is definitely not the time to cut off the head.

"Thorn!"

The spearmen also played a role at this time, and their ruthless style allowed them to continue to advance, while the Qing army could only retreat one after another.

"Thorn!"

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On the other hand, the Tiger Ben army also opened a killing ring, and the Mo Dao Hands exerted the power of the heavy infantry to the extreme, cutting people like pieces of meat.

"Enter!"

"Up!"

"Fall!"

The momentum of a few short words was exhausted, and the murderous aura of the Tiger Ben Army frightened the Qing army to keep retreating.

Where is this person, it is clearly a rakshasa!

The death of the person who was cut off by Mo's knife was extremely terrifying, and the severed limbs and stumps were scattered all over the ground.

The poor psychological endurance has collapsed and vomited all over the place.

"Kill!"

"Death to the dogs! It's time to pay off your debts! ”

"It's not that the time has not come!"

"The dog thief took his life."

For a while, the heads of the people killed were rolling, and the Qing soldiers threw away their armor.

In the field battle, the Mo knife hand gave full play to its power, and even Ji Xiha couldn't help but gasp.

If you continue to fight like this, your morale will be destroyed.

"Why don't you withdraw before you completely collapse. Anyway, Laizhou has been defeated, and it can be explained to the imperial court. ”

Ji Xiha was ruthless and finally decided to run away.

"Woooooo

"Woo!"

"Woooooo

The low horn of the Qing army sounded, and the Qing soldiers were stunned when they heard it.

Is this what it means to withdraw troops?

They heard you right, right?

"Woooooo

The horn sounded harshly, reinforcing their confidence that they had heard correctly.

Okay, let's hit a hammer and run away.

"Retreat, break out!"

The Qing soldiers' desire to survive was fully reflected at this moment.

What's more, it is still a decision made by the commander of the army, which is naturally the best.

They can run away without any responsibility!

They were like rushing rivers crashing frantically on the shore, and the Ming army was the solid embankment.

This is a battle between spear and shield, and the Qing army desperately wants to rush out. The Ming army did everything they could to trap the Qing army in it.

"General Yu, the Tartars are going to run!"

The pro-soldiers reported to Yu Qiyu for the first time.

"Hmph, it's not that easy to run! Tell the brethren to work harder and send these Tartars back to the West! ”

"Yes!"

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