Liu Chengyin does not have the benefits that Zhu Tianlang wants here, only his life is what Tianlang is interested in taking.

A small mountain, the sunlight shines through the shadows of the trees, and the slopes of the damp decaying leaves are soft and quiet.

A mosquito sucked the blood on a soldier's young face, flapped its wings contentedly and departed, passing by a branch and watching with interest

A few ants fight a green worm.

At the other end of the branch, a single bridge killed many ant reinforcements, this green insect became more and more dangerous, and after the mosquito spared a circle above its head, it probably expected its tragic fate, and flew away with a hum.

Behind the mosquito was a large number of Ming soldiers, and it also bit one of them, and the person did not move.

The mosquito was just about to fly over the mountain road, and wanted to go to the side of the mountain on the other side of the road to avoid the sun and rest, a group of four fast horses swept past it in an instant, the mosquito could not dodge, and even turned in mid-air, just controlled the balance, but there were more than 100 chasing soldiers riding fast horses behind him like a wind and clouds to wrap it up.

Tianlang didn't know that this was Xie Furong's ambush circle, and he roared past with four people and four horses, and the chasing soldiers behind him were in hot pursuit.

Wang Xiaohu, who was the first to come back to deliver the decree, saw that the emperor was in a crisis, so he stood up suddenly, but was held down by Xie Furong's big hand.

"Don't move, our task is to crush the enemy's main force, as long as the rear fights, the more than 100 horsemen will have to return to help."

Wang Xiaohu's chest rose and fell and wanted to confess, and someone lowered his voice and reminded: "Look, the enemy's brigade is coming, and it looks like it's at least twice as many as our troops!" ”

Except for the more than 100 Jinyi guards who had already followed Tianlang in two battles today, it was commonplace for Xie Furong's team to see so many enemies.

Rao is an ambush war, and the comparison between the strength of the enemy and me is inevitably too great, are they really sure?

But Xie Furong leaned down and straightened up, and slammed his fist to the ground, "This is the will of Long Live Live, and his old man is still being chased by the enemy, even if there are ten times as many enemies, we must fight, all ready!" ”

Liu Chengyin was encircling Kong Youde, licking and thinking about the lewd life after the capture of Quanzhou City, Kong Youde also guessed in his heart what kind of way the waste wood emperor of Nanming would become their prisoner, although he was slightly disgusted by Liu Chengyin's noise, it was not easy to say much when he was employing people, it was at this time that everyone heard the shouting and killing sound that almost fell from the sky.

The drums of war are as fast as thunder in nine days, the flags in the mountains are shaking suddenly, the trumpets are sounding, the rocks are rolling down, and the arrows are flying like locusts.

A heart-rending "kill-"

Liu Chengyin subconsciously reined in the horse, and obliquely looked at it, between the banners on the hills, the Ming army mountain was surging down with a tsunami.

is manic, unstoppable, but he is heartbroken when he presses on Liu Chengyin.

He lost his voice and shouted: "It's not good, you can be careful, prince......"

Belch.....

But Nima looked back again, and Kong Youde's grandson had already walked a hundred steps away.

"Thief dead bird, the erector is not enough and conspiracy, give me a stand!" Liu Chengyin scolded hatefully, and the big red forehead was swept away by the momentum of the Ming army's tiger descending the mountain, and his eyes were full of black shadows connected by the Ming army's heaven and earth.

He didn't have time to pick up any wipes, so he could only reluctantly command his men and horses to gather together quickly, but before they could gather together, they were flooded and scattered like mudslides.

"Don't mess around!"

Liu Chengyin held the iron rod in both hands, like a lonely boat rowing hard in the storm, being swept around by the waves.

The guards around him were very hard, gathered around this lonely boat, like leaning against the reef and holding their breath in the face of the rushing rapids.

More soldiers under his command saw that the situation was not good, and quietly slipped away, the mountains were dense and dense, so don't think about catching them if they get in, and they didn't want to follow Liu Chengyin for a long time.

Before the battle, Xie Furong's golden gourd hammer wheel was round, whirring and hanging in the wind, and there was a lot of mourning everywhere he passed, and there was almost no one to join in.

Liu Chengyin yelled and shouted, hiding his inner urgency, are the soldiers under his command so unbearable?

Looking at Kong Youde's quick reaction, the squeak disappeared, the more Liu Chengyin thought about it, the more angry he became, and he was afraid of being provoked, and he often lost his mind when he was angry.

He dragged a horse with an iron rod through the crowd and rushed towards Xie Furong, the commander of the Ming army, in the distance.

This former colleague in the court did not show any affection at all, so it is no wonder that he is ruthless.

He opened the iron rod and approached Xie Furong, who was standing at the highest place to fight, Xie Furong stepped on a chariot of Liu Chengyin's army, and the golden gourd hammer swung left and right, and he did not shy away from the arrows that hit his ears like the wind.

This is also the consistent fighting style of most middle-level generals of the Ming army for three hundred years.

One of the reasons why the Ming army is strong is because middle and high-ranking officers like Xie Furong have always been at the forefront.

They often lead the way in battle, and the highest casualty rate is often this group of iron-clad soldiers.

They do more on the battlefield and think less, and often their military exploits are taken away by others, and they continue to charge, but they make those traitors who drink the blood of soldiers and civil officials who write like gods win a good reputation.

Xie Furong also seemed to have forgotten Tianlang's words, Tianlang asked him to run up the mountain after a fight, but Xie Furong's brain circuit was not so winding at all, and he couldn't let go of the fight.

Slowly, the ambush battle turned into a positional battle, and Liu Chengyin's cavalry quickly came back.

When the cavalry at the front rushed back to support, the Qing army stabilized its position from the embarrassment.

Xie Furong immediately ordered all the troops to form a shield formation to block the cavalry in the middle of the road, and those ironclad cavalry impacted the shields of the soldiers under Xie Furong's command, but the cavalry's impact was really strong, and the Ming soldiers were struggling to bear the impact of the broken impact against the arm bones of the shield, but no one wanted to retreat.

Although Xie Furong's momentum was very strong, and he also gave Liu Chengyin a lot of damage, Tianlang felt that the battle could not continue to fight like this, and he attacked head-on, and then retreated like a gust of wind, and coming and going in a hurry is the best way to defeat Kong Youde and Liu Chengyin at present.

However, Tianlang didn't have horns or signal flags around him, and if he didn't beware of the enemy's cold arrows, he could only shout and retreat, and decisively abandon his horse and go up the mountain.

He himself was ready to retreat up the mountain, and he also shouted for the whole army to retreat immediately, but his shouting not only won the white eyes of the Jinyi guards, but even Xie Furong's men and horses looked at him with an angry face, which probably meant that the eldest husband would die if he died, and he would never escape from the battle.

Tianlang was also speechless, he underestimated the soldiers' will to fight, but he also overestimated the weight of his own words.