Speaking of the words, the water spilled out has no reason to take it back.

He is the hero of Abatai I, and this credit is still there.

It's just that, even so, he played a cautious eye.

"Warriors of the Qing Dynasty, follow me out!"

Abbatey plucked up his courage, drew his sword, and took the lead in rushing forward, like a mad tiger.

He planned to be able to go one person or another, and the most important thing was to pass on the news, so that the army of Yueto and Dorgon could be prepared, and it must not be underestimated.

Otherwise, this invasion of the Ming Dynasty may be in danger of annihilation.

Seeing this, Bai Dang Lara hurriedly escorted him and rushed out.

They can't help but work hard, and if the master is going to die, none of them will be able to live.

"Ugly slave, backtracking!"

Cao Bianjiao saw that the heads-up had turned into a group fight, shouted angrily, and waved his knife without hesitation.

Brother Pingtou's demeanor at a glance!

"Shoot the arrows! Don't let the East Capture get away with it. Huang Degong waved his hand and gave the order to attack.

The arrows in the sky were full of arrows with the revenge of the Ming soldiers, and they shot towards hundreds of Tartars.

Shooting at close range, the arrows were fast and urgent, and the sharp triangular prisms pierced the Tartar's body with a "poof" sound.

Many Tartars grabbed the bloody arrows in vain and fell unwillingly on the land of the Ming Dynasty.

Although Abatai was fifty years old, he was still not old, and the waist knife in his hand blocked left and right, swinging away the arrows flying towards him.

Of course, this is also related to the Ming army's desire to capture him alive.

After all, offering a prisoner is more meaningful and impactful than carrying the head of a dead slave.

Otherwise, if he had three heads and six arms, he would have died a long time ago.

"Baylor be careful!"

Seeing Cao Bianjiao's swift and ferocious broadsword striking with a sound of breaking through the air, a white tooth swinger beside Abatai anxiously reminded him, and at the same time swung his knife to block.

The two knives intersected, sparks splashed everywhere, Cao Bianjiao's knife head turned, and the sharp long knife swept through the mouthpiece of the white swing tooth, and the red blood shot out.

Holding the punctured trachea with both hands, making a "uh-uh" sound like a dumb person, Bai Fang's eyes stared at Cao Bianjiao, his body was crooked, and he slowly fell off the horse.

Cao Bianjiao seemed to have killed a chicken, and without even looking at him, the long knife in his hand slashed towards Abatai, who had few guards.

"Yikes!"

Abatai shouted to give himself courage, and the Yanling knife in his hand blocked the whistling long knife.

It's a pity that the mantis arm is a car, and the difference in strength is too great, Abatai snorted, the Yanling knife in his hand was knocked away, his hands were sore, and the tiger's mouth was cracked.

Seeing this, Cao Bianjiao used the long knife in his hand as a wooden stick, and swept Abatai off the horse with a forceful stroke.

The soldiers around Abatai were anxious and wanted to snatch him back.

However, Brother Pingtou didn't agree!

With a slash of the long knife in his hand, several dismounted white swing teeth were split into two pieces, and blood splashed Abatai's body.

The tide is over!

Abatai looked at Bai Swing Tooth La, who wanted to save himself by forgetting his life and death, but his efforts were in vain, and he suddenly felt sad.

These are all elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, one less dead.

You can't die in vain!

"Leave me alone, hurry up and break out and report the situation to Prince Rui and Prince Cheng."

Abatai raised tears and roared loudly, and then resolutely picked up the Yanling knife in his hand and wiped it off his neck.

He knew that if he didn't die, no one of his men would run away.

It should be said that Abatai was correct in his thinking, and he was also heroic and dared to sacrifice himself.

It's a pity that Brother Pingtou didn't agree!

Seeing that Abatai was about to commit suicide, Cao Bianjiao raised the knife and cut off Abatai's arm holding the knife to the elbow, making him break out in a cold sweat and tremble all over.

For the flat-headed brother Cao Bianjiao, as long as Abatai does not die, it doesn't matter if there are fewer parts on his body.

At this time, Abatai was also tied up like a pig by Cao Bianjiao's personal guards and thrown to the rear to protect him like a baby.

There is no suspense anymore.

The morale of the Ming soldiers was originally very high, and it was like beating chicken blood, using various weapons to cooperate with each other to harvest the lives of the Tartars.

Hundreds of Tatars eventually fell to the ground, and there was no one standing again.

The Ming soldiers were in groups of several and were responsible for cleaning up the battlefield.

One of them stabbed with a spear, one was responsible for the head of the spear, two were responsible for stripping the armor of the Tartars, and two were responsible for guarding, and the cooperation was skillful and tacit.

The technique is absolutely professional and first-class.

"Congratulations to General Cao, congratulations to General Cao, and the capture of the enemy's chieftain vanguard officer Abatai!"

After arranging military affairs, Huang Degong came to Cao Bianjiao with a horsewhip and said hello to Cao Bianjiao, who was disarming with the help of his own soldiers.

Among the fierce generals, the most admired is the word bravery.

Today, Cao Bianjiao killed all directions, killing people like cutting vegetables, and he was brave and unbeatable, so that Huang Degong, who prided himself on his bravery, sighed to himself.

General Xiao Cao, as expected, lives up to his reputation!

"Rejoice! If there was no General Huang to encircle and intercept it, how could Ben General capture Abatai alive?

Speaking of which, General Huang should be the first to take credit. In the recital sent to the imperial court, Ben will make these things clear and ask for credit for General Huang. ”

In the cold wind, Cao Bianjiao, who took off his armor, wiped his sweat with a sweat towel and calmly told Huang Degong what he was thinking.

He was telling the truth.

The person was intercepted by Huang Degong, if he is not authentic and has the intention of grabbing the merit, what can he do with him?

After all, the Yongwei Battalion belongs to the Royal Forest Army, and the boss of the military department will naturally look at him.

But he was good, surrounded the people, not only did not take credit, but tried his best to cooperate with him to intercept and kill the Tatars.

This love, he Cao Bianjiao remembered.

"It's all for Daming, for His Majesty's sake, it's not worth mentioning!"

Huang Degong waved his hand and replied heroically.

This is a man of the fair and fair.

Cao Bianjiao glanced at Huang Degong deeply and didn't say anything more.

There are some things that you can just keep in your heart.

He had little intersection with Huang Degong in the past, and they didn't know each other. Unexpectedly, after this battle, he knew Huang Degong's personality.

At this time, the battlefield had been cleaned up, and the news had already sent someone to inform the commander Chen Qiyu, and the two joined forces and returned to the base camp temporarily set up in Dezhou Mansion.

The Caoyun Yamen in Dezhou has now been requisitioned as Chen Qiyu's temporary marshal's mansion.

In the small yamen, he did not collect documents and went in and out at night, providing all kinds of information and statistics to Chen Qiyu, the squire of the military department, and was extremely busy.

It's just that, although tired, everyone has a heartfelt smile on their faces.

The first battle was a great victory, which can be said to be a meritorious service for everyone, a reward for everyone, and a great joy for everyone.

Tired, bitter, it's nothing.

In the yamen, Chen Qiyu sat on the handsome case, holding a wolf in his hand, and worked hard to write.

Although the news of the victory had already been sent to the capital first, the official recital was to ask him to personally polish the pen and report it to the Ministry of War and Emperor Chongzhen.