The Jianyu cavalry led by Ye Chen was very good at capturing the fighters, but they didn't expect that the Longxiang Brigade had such a sharp weapon as grenades.

Except for the few who rushed into the array, many more were either killed on the spot, fell off their horses, or dragged around by the huge roar of the horses.

With the Tartars who collided on the array of the Longxiang Brigade and the Longxiang Brigade who desperately resisted, the battlefield was extremely chaotic.

"Upper bayonet", "free fire"

All sorts of commands sounded on the front line of the guards, and the guards fought on their own, just to kill the Tartars who broke through as soon as possible.

Liu Ximing stood in the back and couldn't help but sigh with his forehead, what kind of fucking battle is this.

However, at this time, the training results of the Longxiang Brigade for more than two years were highlighted, if it was replaced by the Ming army, the soldiers might be better, and if it was the officers and soldiers of the guard, they were afraid that they would collapse immediately.

Although the pro-guard regiment seemed chaotic, it could at least form a small battle formation of threes and threes, and there were not many fish that slipped through the net after all, and the front of the Longxiang Brigade was quickly stabilized.

Ye Chen was also behind his horse team, dodging the damage caused by the bomb explosion, but his war horses were also frightened by the explosion, jumping up and down on the pegs and wandering around the battlefield, it took him a long time to calm down.

After a while, the Guards Regiment had completed the whole team, and the smoothbore muzzles of the black hole were once again aimed at the more than 400 prisoners in front of the battlefield.

"First row, shoot."

Bursts of white smoke rose again, and looking at the Tartars scurrying around like headless flies in front of the battlefield, Liu Ximing couldn't help but take off his helmet.

The initiative on the battlefield has finally returned to his own hands.

"Go, retreat!"

The organized Longxiang Brigade was fierce, and Ye Chen could only watch his men explode one by one with clusters of blood, and finally he couldn't bear such a blow, and he shouted loudly.

The remaining more than 200 Jianjiao were like frightened birds, and when they heard this, they all desperately beat their horses and retreated to the rear.

A few of the Tartars, who were still scurrying because of the fright of their horses, simply jumped off their horses and fled from their horses by several of their own accomplices.

Calm soon returned to the battlefield again.

The Guards Regiment was already very tired at this time, and the panic caused by the construction of the captives and the tension caused by the high-intensity combat made the group physically and mentally exhausted.

Liu Ximing watched Ye Chen and the others, who were wearing the armor of the generals of Jianyu, flee and did not come down to continue the pursuit.

Instead, he kept passing down orders to keep the guards on their toes until they disappeared on the horizon before ordering the battlefield to be cleaned up.

"His grandmother's, today's battle is going to kill you."

Jiang Deshen was covered in blood, and when he rushed into battle, he still rushed up with his own people to fight to the death, so that the array could be stabilized

Live.

Li Deqin, who spoke to him, was also full of sweat, and when the battle started, it was these generals who were most tired, not only observing the situation on the battlefield, but also paying attention to slogans, which consumed a very huge amount of mental energy.

"Tartars deserve to be tartars, much harder to gnaw than the ones we used to fight."

Jiang Deshen was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "At least people dare to work hard." ”

Liu Ximing's voice sounded from behind the two of them, "It's good to see the advantages of the Tartars, let's not talk about these things first, the Tartars may return at any time, treat the wounded first and clean up the battlefield, let's go back and have a meeting to summarize." ”

"Whoa"

"Second brother, what about the corpse of the Tartar?"

Liu Ximing raised his eyebrows, "All of them will be beheaded and built into a Jingguan." ”

Soon, a Beijing temple made of more than 1,000 builders and captives mixed with cement appeared next to Xiaolangdian, and the top hanging was the head of Zhenghuang Qigu Mountain Ezhen Tan Tai.

The large mouths and hollow eyes pierced together directly reveal a terrifying message to the viewer.

A wooden board of Liu Xi's handwritten book stands in front of the Jingguan, "Those who annoy me and strengthen the man, although they are far away, will be punished, and Chongzhen will be destroyed in May of the ninth year of the river."

He didn't write his name on it, first, he is not powerful now, but there are many spies and traitors in the imperial court, don't turn around and cause too much trouble to yourself.

Second, he didn't want to attract too much attention from the imperial court at this time, especially Chongzhen, since he met the saint several times, he was keenly aware of Chongzhen's suspicion of everyone in his heart, as long as he still wanted to show his skills in the imperial court, it was better for Longxiang Brigade to keep a low profile.

Because of the ambush in advance, a total of 1,023 people were annihilated, and only Ye Chen and a hundred or so people escaped.

However, the pro-guard regiment was also damaged, and 54 people were killed on the spot by Jianyu's armor-breaking arrows, and 32 people were killed on the battlefield after the cavalry broke through.

As for the injured personnel, more than half of the regiment was injured, which is why Jiang Deshen sighed.

However, Liu Ximing is not only the harvest of annihilating Jianyu, Tan Tai and others have just finished sacking Qingxian, and the Tartars are used to carrying the loot with them, and this alone is estimated to have 50,000 or 60,000 taels worth of money and goods into the account.

Not to mention the more than 70 horses that were abandoned or survived by the Tartars in the two battles.

After dealing with this, under the cover of the sky that had gradually fallen into the night, the personal guard regiment returned to the canal along the Xiaolangdian all the way, and took a big boat down the river again.

On Jianyu's side, Wanyan Yechen escaped from the Longxiang Brigade and did not dare to stop until he ran to the Hutuo River.

Turning around and looking at the only more than 100 horsemen left under his command, Ye Chen, who was really good at Gushan, couldn't help but cry out loud from his heart.

It's miserable, how could the Manchurian warriors ever suffer such a blow.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Ye Chen's mind flashed again with his subordinates who had been shot through his chest or had their heads cut off, as well as Tan Tai.

Thinking of Tan Tai, Ye Chen almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out.

There is still a Yanguli in Shu Mulu's house, if he knew that he had lost Tan Tai, Ye Chen beat a spirit.

"Go to Xian County, go to the king of Wuying County, and avenge Shumu Lugu Mountain."

The remnants of the Jianlu hung their heads in despair, and when they heard this, they only responded a few times, and a group of people once again beat their horses to the west.

Ye Chen was eager for revenge, and at this time, he didn't care about cherishing the horsepower, so he rushed to Xian County before dark.

Although it was dark, Xian County was like day, and the houses that were set on fire by Jianyu lit up the sky of the entire Xian County.

Aixin Jueluo Azig, who had just been canonized as the king of Dorawuying, and Yanguli, Abatai and others were venting their beastly desires in the city, but they suddenly heard that their servants were coming to report, and Gushan Ezhen Yechen brought more than 100 people to ask for a meeting.

Several people immediately looked at each other.

"Didn't Ye Chen and Tan Tai raid the eastern part of the river, why did they suddenly come here?"

Azig looked at Yanguli with a smile, "Don't be that bastard boy from your family who made a mess and let Ye Chen come over to complain, right?" ”

"Hahaha", there was a burst of laughter in the tent.

Yanguli smiled and touched his beard, his family knew that his younger brother had always been cruel and rude, even if he clashed with his colleagues once or twice, even the Great Khan had reprimanded him several times.

"Children, it's normal not to know things", Yanguli explained for his younger brother with a smile, and turned his head to look at the minions who came in to report, "Invite Wanyan Gushan in." ”

Although Huang Taiji has announced the establishment of the Ji Taqing Dynasty, the rules and regulations are not as perfect as those of the Ming Dynasty, and the sense of respect and inferiority of Yanguli and others is not as good as that of the Ming Dynasty.

Otherwise, how dare he call the shots for Azig and let Ye Chen come in.

Sure enough, Azig just smiled, not taking Yanguli's behavior seriously.

It was only when Yan Yechen entered the account that Azig and the others realized that something was wrong.

"Ye Chen, what's going on with you?"

Yanguli asked sharply.

Wanyan Yechen's originally majestic armor seemed to be dyed at this time, with a stain on the left and a blood stain on the right, which looked like he had just come down from the battlefield.

And it's going to be an uphill battle!

Yanguli felt a thrill in his heart, and the first thing he thought of was not that Tan Tai and Ye Chen and the others had met the Ming army, but that Tan Tai and Ye Chen were fighting with each other.

This is not without precedent, Zhu Shen is a savage born in the mountains and forests, and all tribes are private property, and it is common for them to fight with each other.