With a roar, hundreds of families in Datong Town and Shanxi Town each held knives and guns and rolled up two clouds of smoke and dust from both sides of the marching procession, and rode straight towards the dozens of blue-flaged sentinels!

Three or five elite horsemen besieged a sentry with a blue flag, even if this sentry horse was elite, it was difficult to parry for a while. After ⊙ a hedge, more than a dozen people fell off their horses screaming.

Most of Li Fuming's family members are from Liaodong, similar to Liaodong's military horses, and have a hobby of using three-eyed guns. Although this thing has a short range and poor accuracy, it can be used as a cold weapon in hand-to-hand combat after shooting. Many people deliberately add a circle of wrought iron to the three-eyed gun they use to increase the weight, in addition, in order to increase the lethality and combat strength, they also add a lot of iron nail tips to become a three-eyed mace, which is quite evil. If you take advantage of the galloping of the war horse and smash it, you will smash the enemy on the opposite side, even if you are wearing three layers of heavy armor, you will break your tendons and brains.

The family members were either armed with three-eyed guns or spears and sabers, and they hedged against the Qing army on the opposite side. The warriors on both sides were either chopped down by long knives or stabbed by spears, and the cavalry fought fast horses, and life and death were only in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the number of family members in the two towns was several times greater than that of the sentry cavalry, and after a hedge, the sentry cavalry could not support it, and in order to get a share of the Boshkus, he raised the tiger spear in his hand, howled a few words, and the remaining twenty or so cavalry turned their horses and rushed away with him.

"Chase! Catch up! ”

Wang Pu's personal general, Wang Zhengxing, waved the spear in his hand and rushed forward to kill, constantly stabbing forward with the mourning gun in his hand, trying to stab the defeated and fleeing blue flag sentry horseman off his horse. When the cavalry collided, the soldiers on both sides were not afraid of bows and arrows and long knives, but the most terrible thing was spears.

Since the breakthrough of Guangning, Wang Zheng and others have never raised their eyebrows so much, and killed the elite Tartars! Although there are nearly 10,000 people behind him to support himself. In particular, the model travelers who have a reputation for courage spread all over Liaodong make these hundreds of families a little suspicious of being fearless of fox and fake tiger, but it is indeed not easy.

"Dog's Tartar runs fast!"

Wang Pu pretended to be incomprehensible, and put down the telescope in his hand a little stupidly, but he couldn't stop snickering in his heart. From the lens barrel. He had already seen very clearly that his family and Li Fuming's men and horses had cut down at least twenty or thirty slave riders, and they had also obtained more than a dozen war horses and more pack horses and mules used to carry heavy loads, which could be regarded as a small gain. Although the horses of the Qing army on the battlefield in Liaodong lacked grain, grass and bean feed, and their bodies were far inferior to the horses of the Ming army that relied on the endless transportation of beans and salt, they were always better than not!

took the lead, and a family member behind him held high a banner embroidered with the word "king". Wang Zheng urged the war horse under his crotch, and rushed forward like a gallop, and hundreds of elite cavalry behind him formed an extremely wide impact frontal rolling behind him.

The grass in the wilderness barely reached the horse's legs, and the running of both sides was reduced, but the Qing soldiers scattered even more and fled for their lives.

Wang Zheng kicked hard, and the spurs on his leather boots stabbed the horse in his crotch. The fast horse caught up with a Tartar soldier in front of him who was desperately whipping his horse. The Tartar soldier was only a member of the banner, and there was only one piece of iron-inlaid cotton armor on his body. When most of the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners of Manchuria had already changed into the Nanzhong cuirass, such armor was basically handed over to these people for use......

With the momentum of the horse, Wang Zheng gently sent out the big gun in his hand, and the three-edged spear more than a foot long easily pierced the protection of the iron-inlaid cotton armor, and pierced from the back of Yu Ding's heart, but the tip of the spear appeared in the front chest.

Wang Zheng is skilled in equestrianism. The strength is great, after piercing the Qing soldier's Yu Ding, with the strength of the two horses galloping forward, the Qing soldier was involuntarily provoked by a strong force, and fell into the yellow sand and barren grass.

The cavalry of the two towns also rode their horses to chase after them. Wantonly slash and slash the blue-flaged cavalry that has fallen behind,

Or with the help of horsepower, the desperate knife in his hand slashed over those Qing soldiers, this kind of cold weather, even if he escapes his life, the long wound brought out by the saber will definitely not be cured.

One by one, the remnants of the Qing army and the auxiliary soldiers rolled off their horses and became the captures of the family members, in a moment. At least the remaining blue-flaged sentry riders were killed by the chasing family members, so they rode away wildly.

"Almost!"

Seeing that the remaining few blue-flag cavalry had already run away, it was difficult to catch up for a while, so Kou Mo chased after him. Besides, I already have a lot of military merits in my hands, so I can accept it when I see it!

Just as he was about to beckon his family to return with the friendly troops of Shanxi Town, one of the family members of Shanxi Town exclaimed in surprise and almost fell off his horse!

"The cavalry of the Tartar brigade is coming!"

Dense smoke and dust rose from the distant horizon, accompanied by a muffled thunderous sound of horses' hooves, and a large area of black cavalry rushed towards Wang Zheng and the others from the direction of Tanghezi. The cavalrymen were dressed in fiery red armor, with iron helmets and black tassels on their heads, accompanied by large red banners, flying fiercely in the cold north wind.

"The cavalry of the Red Banner of Dongnu!"

Wang Zheng's sharp eyes saw a huge golden dragon in the cavalry brigade at a glance, and he couldn't think about which person in the Red Banner Manchuria was qualified to lead the army here, just thinking about sending this earth-shattering change to the master as soon as possible!

Under the weaving golden dragon, a group of short and sturdy riders in all-red armor are like iron towers, and the stars are holding the moon and surrounding their main generals.

The historical Fei Yangwu, a Fingu, the eighth son of Shulhaqi. In the tenth year of Shunzhi, he was posthumously named Jingding Baylor. Tiancong five years, awarded the blue flag solid mountain Zhenzhen. From above, attacking Dalinghe City, Fei Yangwu led his own banner soldiers to surround its southwest. On the fortunate Azig battalion, the Ming soldiers stood out, and Fei Yangwu defeated it. Ordered the armies to Jinzhou, and galloped, if the Ming reinforcements arrived, so that the ancestors would have a great birthday. Fei Yangwu met the attack, and Dashou was defeated and entered the city, so he did not dare to come out. In eight years, from Fa Ming, the division entered Dushikou, Ke Chang'an Ridge, attacked Chicheng, and Keqiyan. In the ninth year, the division entered Shanxi, and Fei Yangwu and others were ordered to attack Ningjin and slow down the master. The Dashou army Daling Hexi defeated it. In the first year of Chongde, Vaiming and Kecheng ten. It's winter, cutting North Korea. Gong, seal the mountain shellfish. For four years, he was bribed by Mongolia and cut his knighthood. Seek to reinstate the Auxiliary Prince. Seven years. Fa Ming, defeated the Ming general soldier He Tengjiao is equal to Jizhou, Keqi City. Eight years, on behalf of Jinzhou. December, d.

Fei Yangwu, who originally belonged to the blue flag, was almost wiped out after the two red flags in Jinan were defeated in Jinan and Manchuria. Huang Taiji used the reason of restoring the vitality of the Red Banner soldiers and horses, and grandly mixed the sand into the old guy Daishan's one-acre and three-point land, making him, a solid mountain with a blue flag in Manchuria, become a solid mountain in Red Flag Manchuria.

Although he changed the color of the armor and flag with his own Niu Lu people, Fei Yangwu still had a bit of incense in his heart for the soldiers and horses inlaid with blue flags. Seeing that those sentry cavalry were being chased and killed by the Ming army, Fei Yangwu, who was ordered to strengthen the defense there in the direction of Tanghezi, was extremely annoyed.

"This generation of soldiers and horses of the Ming Kingdom is rampant!"

"Change horses! Formation! Sue the minions, a hunt awaits them ahead! ”

With Fei Yangwu shouting out the order to the left and right. The Bayala soldiers around him, and the officers and generals at all levels, each burst out of arrogant and violent laughter, and their disdain was overflowing.

These black helmets and red tassels, almost all of them are one-person and two-horse Red Banner Manchurian soldiers and horses, but they are the elite of Fei Yangwu's side, and they immediately hang horn bows and foot bows and arrows, as well as all kinds of long and short weapons. Each holds a spear and a halberd in his hand, and wears a long knife at his waist. His face was full of arrogance and murderous aura. Most of the knights were dressed in iron armor and had uninlaid iron cotton armor inside. In addition, there are hundreds of people on this basis, and there is a Nanban cuirass, which is the Baya soldier wearing three layers of armor, the most fierce and brave.

"Nikan! Yue Le! The two of you will defend the wings for me, and I will lead people forward to break this Ming army. Then press on from both wings, and you must be annihilated in one fell swoop! ”

After the military order was handed down, these thousands of cavalry immediately converged and formed a formation with Niu Lu as a unit, forming a defensive battle formation suitable for cavalry combat. The soldiers also jumped off their horses on the long march. Change the war horses and calmly organize their weapons.

The cavalry of the Eight Banners, mainly composed of the Jurchens and Mongols, had the characteristics of the cavalry of the nomadic fishing and hunting peoples, and was limited by the breeding conditions, and the horses were slightly inferior to the horses of the Central Plains, so they made up for the lack of quality with quantity. The march was mostly a number of horses. When marching, they rode inferior horses or mules and horses, and the rest of the horses were placed with tent weapons and other baggage, and when they were fighting, they were changed into war horses and kept their horses at all times.

Nurhachi's grandson, the third son of Guangluo Beile Chuying, Gushan Beizi Nikan, and Yue Le, the fourth son of Rao Yumin Beile Abatai, who had gone to the front line to train, each led two Niu Lu's cavalry to open up a formation on both flanks of the formation. In order to ensure the absolute safety of his cousins, Fei Yangwu sent a team of Baya soldiers to the two of them.

Soon a cavalry battle formation with both offense and defense was formed.

"Please be careful, there seem to be nearly 10,000 horses behind this Ming army!" Although Yue Le was young, he was quite cautious, and when he saw that a large group of Ming troops was gathering a few miles away, he reminded his cousin not to underestimate the enemy.

"No matter how many Nikan soldiers and horses there are, what can they do?! It's just a native chicken! Fei Yangwu read a sentence in his mouth that he learned from the Three Kingdoms Middle School that he read yesterday, which was a kind answer to this fledgling cousin.

"Rush!"

As soon as the order came out, the cavalrymen of the red flag urged the war horses, first jogging, after the horses opened up the distance between them, they began to attack quickly, thousands of cavalry were all the color of fiery red armor, and the iron hooves were churning, like a wildfire hurricane. Gradually, the three-way cavalry gradually converged into a cavalry torrent, and swooped in a huge arc in the direction of Wang Zheng and the others.

The Qing army swooped down like a flood like wildfire, and the family members who were shouting a fierce battle just now saw the thousands of war horses surging in front of them like wavy boards, and heard the sound of hooves like thunder in their ears, and they couldn't help but show a frightened look, their hearts beat violently, and the weapons in their hands could barely hold them.

"Withdraw!"

A loud horn sounded in the distance, making Wang Zheng like the emperor's amnesty, it was the horn of the model brigade's troop transfer, if he didn't return to the big formation at this time, when would he wait?

"Hah! Ben Belle knew that Nikan would only be outnumbered, a bunch of cowards! When he saw my Eight Banners army coming, he immediately fled with his tail between his legs! ”

Looking at the family who fled into the Ming army's large array in the distance, Fei Yangwu, who led the military horse to gallop, proudly showed off his strength on the horse with Baya Laxu Zhangjing, who was in Manchuria with the red flag.

A low cannon sound sounded in the distance, and the sky above the field suddenly sounded like thunder, "Ha! Ha! Ha! Roar.

Immediately afterwards, the horns and war drums sounded in the direction of the Ming army's main formation, and from a distance, those Ming soldiers retreated to both sides of the formation as if they encountered the flood of the embankment, and they did not rush straight to their own military formation as usual. Become the vanguard of the enemy.

What made Fei Yangwu even more shocked was that the rise of the Red Banner Manchurian soldiers who were chasing all the way suddenly stopped as if they had encountered the flood of a dam, and the momentum of the charge suddenly stalled. Some people shouted loudly, their expressions were panicked, terrifying and angry, and they couldn't stop snorting when they drove the war horses under their crotches, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying in front of them.

"The Southern Barbarians! It's the Southern Barbarian Army! ”

One of the people who rushed to the front exclaimed.

Zhenghong Banner Manchuria is also good. Whether it is Manchuria or Zhenglanqi, they are all old acquaintances and old opponents from the model brigade of the Southern Guangdong Army. Although those officers and soldiers of the Eight Banners Manchuria did not know the words on the banners, the style of the banners of the model brigade and the characteristics of the military formation made the officers and soldiers of the Red Banner Manchuria forget it even if they were killed!

"Ahma! It's the Southern Barbarian Army that has made our Qing soldiers suffer several losses! With two Niu Lu, Fei Yangwu's third son Zierdu, who served as a striker in front of Fei Yangwu's main formation, also had beads of sweat on his face.

"You're useless!" Fei Yangwu waved the long knife in his hand and struck Zildu's helmet with the back of the knife, causing Fei Yingdong's grandson to appear in front of him. "This Southern Barbarian Army is my sworn enemy of the Qing Dynasty! In the past, I couldn't find him, but today I happened to meet him, when Ama led you to break this Ming army and horses, for me to be ashamed of the Red Flag Manchuria, and to avenge the officers and soldiers who died in battle! Share worries for the emperor! Kill! ”

"Belle, slow down!" Yue Le, who was originally on the left flank, also appeared, and the team that was assembling to attack on the opposite side was a strong force. hurriedly urged the horse to speak in front of Fei Yangwu.

"In the humble opinion of a minion, it is naturally good to avenge the shame of the soldiers under the Ming army of my Eight Banners, and it is even more appropriate to share the worries of the emperor. However, this Ming army can fight, and it is not comparable to the ordinary Ming army. Lord Belle still sent an envoy to the nearby Blue Flag Manchuria and Blue Flag Manchuria to report the matter, and the soldiers and horses of the three banners were wiped out in one fell swoop! ”

Listening to Yue Le's words, Fei Yangwu's face was full of meaty pancakes with a disdainful smile on his face.

"You are a new minion to battle, it's good to be cautious! But. It's too much to look down on the Ming army on the other side! ”

After snatching a few words from Yue Le, Fei Yangwu ordered Yue Le and his third son Jierdu to return to their respective positions. Just urge the men and horses to pounce!

Fei Yangwu also has his reason, in the distance for the Ming cavalry rushing in, there are only more than 800 people under the banner of the model brigade, and the rest are still the cavalry of Shanxi Town and Datong Town in the rear and on both flanks.

The cavalry of the model brigade, of more than 800 people, was still lined up in three columns, with spears in the front in hand. The two columns in the back each held a sword, Fei Yangwu had never directly fought with the model brigade, only saw the crooked riders, the crooked formation, and naturally he didn't look down on these Nikan cavalry in his heart!

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, the two had to go back to their own team to lead their men and horses to rush eastward. As the charging distance increases. The cavalry of the Qing army gradually became scattered in formation, and the gap between men and horses became extremely wide.

"It's over!"

Zierdu, who was facing the oncoming cavalry of the Model Brigade, and Yue Le, who was serving as a flanker on the left flank, couldn't help but sigh at the same time.

They saw very clearly, although the cavalry on the opposite side was small, but it had the momentum of overwhelming the sea, and in the face of their impact like a mountain and a wall, some Qing cavalry even turned their horses to dodge.

"Kill!"

The two iron horse torrents that were moving in the opposite direction collided head-on, and in an instant, countless blood flowers were splashed!

In the earth-shattering sound of horses' hooves, the first column of cavalry marching like a wall like a farmer's hand wielding a sickle to harvest rice and wheat, knocked over many Tartar soldiers, not to mention, the dense spears also caused the slave horsemen who were lucky enough to rush through the formation to be either killed or wounded, and occasionally retreated, they had to face the cavalry formation that came like a spinning cart in the rear.

Before the cavalry could reorganize their formation a little, the cavalry of the second column rushed towards them like a mountain of moving knives. The cavalrymen of the Blue Banner were about to muster up their courage and use the weapons in their hands to give the opposite group of guys who were riding short war horses not much bigger than dogs a little color, but after a muffled sound and a miserable scream, they were knocked down head-on by a team of horses less than one meter and a half apart, and were stopped by the sabers in the hands of the cavalry and cut a huge hole in the body, blue and purple intestines. The dark red entrails flowed silently to the ground, and then were trampled into mud by the war horses.

In a few breaths, the model brigade horse team, which was extremely despised by Fei Yangwu, immediately had inferior skills, and only had a saber in its hand, but maintained a dense array, like a giant hammer roaring, one after another smashed through the multi-layered Red Banner Manchurian cavalry ranks, knocking them to the ground piece by piece, and the sparse array of Qing cavalry could not resist their charge at all.

The already sparse and loose formation became even more scattered after three unreasonable hedging by the cavalry of the Model Brigade, and the survivors were about to take a breath and prepare to meet again when the cavalry of Datong Town and Shanxi Town pounced on them.

Li Fuming, who was following the charge of the horse team of the Model Brigade, was so excited that he almost threw away the folded scarf on his head, and his forehead was covered with hot sweat.

When the cavalry of the third column of model brigades rushed up, he was pleasantly surprised to see that this group of guys who could only be regarded as riding horses were able to kill the elite of the Tartars of Manchuria with the red flag on their backs, he controlled the reins in one hand, held a horse lance in the other, and led a few henchmen, raising the degree of war horses to the extreme in front of his own army formation, and only heard the sound of the wind blowing from his ears along the way, and in the corner of his eyes, he could see the big red cloak blown by the wind like a sail.

"Sons, kill slaves with me!" (To be continued!)

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