The moment when the two armies clashed, it was the moment to settle new and old hatreds.

Both the Ming and Qing armies had too many reasons to kill their opponents.

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

The army that Li Dingguo brought to attack Changsha this time was the elite of his elite, although it was not said that each of them was one enemy and ten, but its combat effectiveness was very impressive.

As soon as they fought, the green battalion soldiers felt a powerful murderous aura, which made them feel very frightened, and their fighting spirit couldn't help but drop a little.

The soldiers of the Ming army were all fearless of death, and slashed at the key points of the Qing soldiers with their swords.

The green battalion soldiers could only raise their swords to block, and they were led by the nose of the Ming army everywhere, and the retreat was very passive.

Ao Bai originally wanted to wait a little longer, but now he really can't stand it.

He shouted, and the Eight Banners Army rushed towards the Ming Army like a pack of wolves.

They had been as depressed as Ao Bai for too long.

The world of flowers in the Central Plains is so enchanting that they sometimes wonder if they will be able to adapt to life on the battlefield again.

But when they set off in armor, all the feeling returned.

They are still the invincible warriors of the Eight Banners, and the Ming army was not their opponent before, and they are still not.

"Kill the thief!"

Li Dingguo is very famous, but they don't care.

No matter how strong the generals of the Ming army were, they were not as brave as the Manchurian warriors, which is the difference between sheep and wolves.

The fighting skills of the Eight Banners are obviously much stronger than those of the Green Battalion soldiers, they don't have too many fancy moves, and their swords are all aimed at taking people's lives.

The soldiers under Li Dingguo's command had not experienced a major battle of this intensity for a long time, and they were a little struggling for a while.

However, after adapting to the three-plate axe of the Eight Banners, the Ming soldiers found that the Eight Banners were not as brave as the legend.

They are nothing more than know how to kill people on the battlefield, and this is also the strength of the Ming soldiers.

Let's see who kills more.

The standard waist knife of the Ming army is different from the saber shape of the Qing soldiers, and the blade is wider and more suitable for capacity.

The soldiers of the Ming army made full use of this and forced the Eight Banners to fight with them.

You must be steady and ruthless when wielding a knife on the battlefield, you can not kill with a single sword, but you must do useful work.

This kind of white-knuckle fight has no formation at all, and you may be surrounded by the Pao Ze brothers or fierce enemies.

Therefore, experienced veterans often say to the good brothers to rush and kill together, so that at least they can safely hand over their backs to the robes.

Zhao Wu is such a veteran, he and Cao Laosi are small from the same township, and the two of them entered the military camp together. They were fifteen or sixteen years old.

King Jin treated these soldiers and dolls very well, not only did he discriminate against them, but also personally taught them some practical battlefield skills.

Zhao Wu and Cao Laosi were very moved, and vowed to follow King Jin in this life and follow the work of dogs and horses.

No matter what kind of chips are given by others, they will not change their minds.

This time they were at the forefront.

The Tartars were the enemies of their relatives and brothers, and there was no need for the King of Jin to say that they all knew this.

Therefore, when they laid down the knife, they exerted enough strength to not give the Qing soldiers even the slightest chance to live.

Experienced veterans on the battlefield tend to make as wide a hole as possible in the body of the enemy soldier.

The larger the opening, the faster the enemy soldiers will lose blood, so they will die even if they don't die at the time.

Zhao Wu and Cao Laosi made a bet to see who killed more Tartars after this battle.

The loser asks the other person to drink.

Since there was no time for them to cut off the enemy's head, they counted entirely on their own.

Fortunately, the two fully trusted, and they would not suspect that the other party deliberately lied about the number of kills in order to win the bet.

"Cao Laosi, you have to work harder, Lao Tzu has already killed seven Tartars."

"Old Five, don't show off, I also killed six Tartars, no worse than you!"

The two of you talk to me, and they are always talking and laughing.

If it weren't for their panting, I really wouldn't have seen them fighting on the battlefield in the heat of battle, as if they thought they were drinking tea in the teahouse.

"Cao Laosi, be careful of your side!"

The smile on Zhao Wu's face disappeared instantly, and he hurriedly reminded.

Cao Laosi took a look, and sure enough, a Qing soldier stabbed him with a spear in his hand.

One inch long and one inch strong, on the battlefield the spear is definitely superior to the short knife, and this advantage is not small.

Cao Laosi didn't dare to resist, and with a light swing of the knife, his body twisted to avoid this deadly spear.

It's dangerous!

If it weren't for Zhao Wu's reminder, Cao Laosi really didn't pay attention to the fact that the Tartars were still playing tricks in secret.

He just wanted to thank his old friend, but another Qing soldier was killed in front of him.

This Qing soldier doesn't look like a Han man when he looks at his facial features, he should be a real captive.

Cao Laosi sneered, and said in his heart that this tartar really doesn't know whether to live or die, and when you meet your grandfather today, I will teach you how to be a man.

Since the other party was also using a knife, Cao Laosi fearlessly used his housekeeping skills.

His knife skills focus on slashing, coupled with his very domineering strength, he can often gain the upper hand in the process of knife fighting.

Sure enough, the moment the two knives collided, the Eight Banners regretted it.

How could the strength of this Ming soldier be so great, he was shocked and screamed.

Immediately after that, he cursed Cao Laosi, and Cao Laosi frowned when he heard it.

"What kind of bird language, go and talk to Lord Yama."

He swung his knife and slashed, but this knife went towards the front door of the Eight Banners.

The Eight Banners hurriedly waved their knives to meet them, but unexpectedly, this time, the knife in their hands was cut off by Cao Laosi.

Cao Laosi waved his knife and cut off the nose of the Eight Banners.

"Ahh

The Eight Banners soldier let out a pig-killing wail in pain, the whole person trembled and twitched in pain, and the knife in his hand was also lost.

"That's it?"

Cao Laosi let out a sound of disdain, and then stepped forward and swung his knife to wipe the neck of the Eight Banners.

A line of blood instantly appeared on the neck of the Eight Banners, and then blood gushed out from the wound.

The Eight Banners stared at Cao Laosi in disbelief, as if wondering how he could have died at the hands of a Han Chinese.

Blood foamed from his neck, and the Eight Banners fell to the ground with his legs limp, his hands desperately trying to plug the wound, but it was obviously in vain. His body twitched and rolled like a loach in a mud pond.

Cao Laosi kicked him away with a fierce kick, and scolded with a smile: "Lao Tzu is like digging for a captive, and it is your misfortune to meet Lao Tzu." In the next life, don't be a tartar anymore, be a person. ”

In Cao Laosi's opinion, Tartars are obviously not people, and it is an insult to ghosts to say that they are evil ghosts.

"Old Five, how's it going? My knife isn't rusty, is it? ”

Zhao Wu had just killed a Qing soldier, and when he saw Cao Laosi starting to brag again, he smiled and said, "Cao Laosi, don't be complacent first, we have to see who kills more Tartars after this battle is over." Don't just be there and talk for a while. ”

Cao Laosi also smiled: "Okay, when the battle is over, let's see who kills more Tartars, you kid is not allowed to cheat." ”

"Whoever cheats is the grandson!"

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