"Master Hou! The Qing soldiers are about to catch up! ”

"How many centaurs!" Liu Zongmin asked.

"Back to the Hou Ye, there are only 5,000 people, and they are not the main force of the Qing army." The scout replied.

Liu Zongmin frowned, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that the Qing soldiers had not been hit, and the large army had already chased after His Majesty. Liu Zongmin's loyalty to Li Zicheng is true, but it does not mean that he is not afraid of death at all, he can only secretly pray in his heart that His Majesty is the true son of heaven, and he will not be killed by the Manchus so easily, and he will be able to return to the Shaanxi base camp safely and make a comeback.

The Eight Banners were all cavalry, and the speed of chasing them was very fast, and Liu Zongmin was almost caught up in less than an hour.

"Master Hou, the Qing soldiers are in hot pursuit, how can we get rid of the Qing soldiers!" A staff officer said to Liu Zongmin.

"With only 5,000 Qing soldiers, there is no need to get rid of them." Liu Zongmin gritted his teeth, glanced at the more than 3,000 killer weapons that followed behind him, and his eyes flashed with fierceness, he was chased so badly by the Qing soldiers these days, he couldn't say that he was going to start taking revenge.

Behind Liu Zongmin, the more than 3,000 troops that Liu Zongmin regarded as a killer weapon were different from others, the weapons in their hands were not knives, but arquebuses, a total of more than 3,500 people, forming a battalion, Liu Zongmin called the musket battalion, which was a killer army that he had secretly built after more than two months of preparation, although he had not participated in a major war, Liu Zongmin absolutely believed that they could exert their power.

This musket battalion was still when Liu Zongmin pursued Zhu Cihong, the battle of Qixuan Mountain inspired him, Zhu Cihong's hundreds of men held arquebuses to guard the mountain pass of Qixuan Mountain, with the three-stage attack method so that his more than 10,000 elite army had no way at all, and nearly 2,000 casualties, muskets were intensively coordinated, and the strong combat effectiveness shown made him deeply impressed, and he had to admire.

No one is a fool, Liu Zongmin as a world-famous general is not even more, after seeing the power of the combined use of arquebuses, Liu Zongmin thought about establishing such a team at that time, and immediately began to collect the arquebuses that were originally captured from the Ming army, but he was disappointed, in the end he only found more than 3,000 intact muskets, and the others were either damaged or smelted into iron to make swords and other cold weapons.

Relying on these more than 3,000 arquebuses, Liu Zongmin established a musket battalion a month ago, and regarded the musket battalion as his killer weapon, after this month of training, the musket battalion finally formed a combat effectiveness, Liu Zongmin wanted to seize the opportunity to let the musket battalion in his hand shine in this Shanxi war, so that his name Liu Zongmin became famous all over the world again, however, what he didn't expect was that the Dashun army was defeated so quickly, in the face of hundreds of thousands of Qing soldiers and the pursuit of the Guanning army, his musket battalion only had more than 3,000 guns, There is simply no use for it.

Liu Zongmin sneered, now it's okay, the five thousand Manchu Eight Banners dare to chase him alone. With the musket battalion in hand, Liu Zongmin didn't pay attention to the Manchu Eight Banners of 5,000 at all.

"Didn't Hou Ye Mo want to find a place to ambush in front of him and kill these five thousand and eight banner Qing soldiers?" This general is Liu Zongmin's confidant, named Wei Hong, who had seen the power of the musket team with Liu Zongmin in Qixuan Mountain, and had also participated in the training of the musket team, so he guessed Liu Zongmin's mind in a word.

"Yes, Qing Lu chased and killed His Majesty and Ben Hou for several days, and almost killed Ben Hou several times, Ben Hou has lived for forty years, and he has never been so embarrassed, if he has this good opportunity not to take revenge, when will he wait!" Liu Zongmin said hideously.

The Manchu Eight Banners won successive battles, and they must be careless, and they would definitely not have thought that Liu Zongmin would dare to set up an ambush, and he would definitely be tricked, this is an excellent opportunity, if Liu Zongmin will let it go, he will not be able to become one of the most capable generals under Li Zicheng.

Since he had made up his mind to ambush the five thousand Manchu Eight Banners behind him, Liu Zongmin urged his army to keep speeding up, and he must find a favorable ambush location before the Manchu Eight Banners chased him.

Suddenly, there was a long and narrow valley in front of him, with hills more than ten meters high on both sides, which was extremely suitable for ambushes.

"This is it, this place is an excellent ambush place, Manchu is careless, he will never send someone to investigate in advance, he will definitely fall for it!" Liu Zongmin immediately said.

"Wei Hong, you take 10,000 foot soldiers to ambush on both sides of this valley mouth, once all the Qing soldiers enter the Ling Valley, they will cut off the retreat of the Qing soldiers, Ben Hou personally took the musket battalion to block in front, the Qing soldiers are all cavalry, it is impossible to go up to the mountains on both sides, the army is flanked before and after, and the five thousand Qing soldiers will be annihilated in one fell swoop." For the sake of safety and for his own safety, Liu Zongmin did not dare to disperse the musket battalion.

"Subordinates obey!" Wei Hong hurriedly scattered and ambushed at the entrance of Linggu with 10,000 foot soldiers.

After the 10,000 foot soldiers were ambushed, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves from the rear, and it was the Qing soldiers who chased it, Liu Zongmin smiled and entered the Linggu with more than 3,000 musket battalions, and deliberately let the Manchurians see this scene.

The entrance to the valley is kilometers away.

Ortura led the five thousand full eight banners to chase here, and at a glance saw a group of Dashun soldiers disappear at a corner of the Ling Valley, there is no doubt that it is the target he is about to exterminate, with five thousand eight banners of iron riding in his hand, Ortura is full of confidence, the corners of his mouth hook a murderous smile, the prey is in front of him, he will not think about whether there will be an ambush here.

"Hahahaha, I've caught up with my prey, sons, kill me!" Ortura pulled out the saber at his waist, roared, and was the first to enter the Linggu Valley and kill in the direction of Liu Zongmin's escape!

"Kill" the five thousand and eight banner iron horsemen at the same time pulled out the saber on their waists, roared and followed Ortura into the Ling Valley.

Five thousand steel knives were wielded, shining in the cold light of the sun, dazzling and terrifying.

On both sides of the entrance of the valley, Wei Hong led 10,000 horses to ambush here, watching the 5,000 Eight Banner Iron Horsemen continue to rush into the Ling Valley, and the faces of all the people are full of fierce breath, showing how ferocious the Manchu people are.

Wei Hong was extremely nervous by a soldier beside him, with panic on his face, thinking that these days he was being chased and killed by these Manchurians and there was no way to enter the sky, many soldiers couldn't help but swallow their saliva, only to feel that the sweat on their heads was soaring, and for a while, because of nervousness and panic, some of their mouths became dry.

"Stop!" After Liu Zongmin entered the Linggu with more than 3,000 musket battalions, he ran wildly all the way, estimating that there were enough 5,000 Manchu Eight Banners to enter the ambush, and as soon as he raised his hand, he ordered everyone to stop.

"Everyone, obey Benhou's orders, line up on the spot, and prepare to light the rope."

"Hehe, hateful Qinggou, I've chased this Hou Ye so badly these days, I must be tired, this Hou Ye will give you a good rest in the underworld today!"

Liu Zongmin estimated the width of the road in Linggu, a row can only accommodate two hundred people standing at most, Liu Zongmin ordered three thousand five hundred musketeers to divide into seventeen rows, each row will be withdrawn to both sides after fighting, and the next row will rush forward and continue to move forward, so that the seventeen rows of musketeers, even if the loading speed is slow, can continue to fire lead bullets without interruption, it is necessary to make the five thousand barbaric Manchu Eight Banners all be plugged, and he Liu Zongmin will also let Duoduo and Dolgon taste the distress.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty only had less than 100,000 Manchu soldiers, and if they lost 5,000 at once, Duoduo and Dolgon would not only be distressed, but they would not necessarily be so angry that they vomited blood.

I noticed that everyone said that I was updating too slowly, but there was no way, this is the first book I wrote, I myself am a handicap party, I need to practice slowly to become proficient, I hope you can give me more time, in the future I will definitely work harder to code words, and strive to occasionally break out more than 10,000 words a day, this day will not be too far away, please believe me.

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