The battle situation is very anxious, but on the whole, it is developing according to Gao Jie's deployment.

The Eight Banners Han army was cut off from the left and right Mongol flanks, leaving them to fight on their own.

But even the combat effectiveness of the Eight Banners Han Army is very strong. The Ming army gradually suffered casualties in the process of fighting, but no one complained, and the soldiers were all slightly injured and could not get out of the line of fire.

Luckedhun gradually sensed that something was wrong.

It's strange, why don't you see the people of the Eight Banners?

What made him even more angry was that there were fewer and fewer soldiers of the Han Eight Banners around him, while there were more and more soldiers of the Ming army.

Fortunately, he also had a number of loyal guards by his side, who guarded Lucketthun in the middle in an attempt to break out of the siege.

But that's easier said than done. There were all Ming troops around, and if one person was cut, others would come up, and there were only about 100 guards in total, and they gradually became overwhelmed in the process of fighting.

"For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, kill the Ming dog!"

Knowing that it was a life-or-death moment, Luckedhun raised his voice to boost morale.

He unsheathed his sword and held it high above his head, trying to save the day by boosting morale.

But the move was met with an immediate response.

An arrow flew at him, knocking his helmet over, revealing Luckard's bare forehead.

"Ahh

Lec Dehun thought that the arrow had pierced his head, but he exclaimed.

After a few moments and no pain was coming, he realized that it was just the helmet that had been shot off.

Luckard wanted to cry without tears.

Shi Tingzhu, all blame Shi Tingzhu. If it weren't for this minion repeatedly instigating him, how could he have ordered the army to come back to help.

The Ming army has obviously set a trap and is waiting for him to jump in by himself!

Where is this dog minion now?

Luckedhun looked around and saw that there were black and crushed human heads everywhere, and where did he go to find the stone pillars?

Will the heavens kill me?

Luck said with grief in his heart.

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Shi Tingzhu was desperate in his heart at the moment.

Things went very differently than he had envisioned. The Eight Banners cavalry did not reflect a crushing advantage over the Ming infantry, but on the contrary, there was a feeling of being stuck in a quagmire.

It's obviously full of energy, but I just can't make it, and the feeling of aggrieved doesn't matter how uncomfortable it is.

How so?

Although the Han Eight Banners are not the strongest existence in the Qing army, they are not comparable to these local chickens and dogs of the Ming army.

What's going on?

What made Shi Tingzhu feel even more desperate was that now he couldn't see Shuai Qi at all!

If he could see Shuai Qi, he could still desperately lead his subordinates to break through to him, but now they are blind people with black eyes, and they don't know which direction to rush in.

This is probably the most tragic thing on the battlefield.

That's it, since that's the case, let's fight hard, even if you die, you have to pull a few more bright dogs on your back!

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"Commander, the Tartars have been completely divided by us. Now they are fighting on their own, and it won't be long before they are all wiped out. ”

On the high post in the distance, Li Chengdong clenched his fists excitedly and said.

Gao Jie bowed his head slightly and said with great satisfaction: "You did a good job this time, but Ben Shuai has another request, you must capture Luck Dehun alive!" ”

Li Chengdong was not stupid, he immediately understood Gao Jie's intentions.

The marshal wants to capture Luckedhun alive and make contributions to His Majesty.

The generals of the Ming Dynasty would deliberately press some captives to Beijing and sacrifice their captives when they won the battle.

In this way, the majesty of the Son of Heaven can be demonstrated.

And now the Son of Heaven is in Linqing, so he is even exempted from offering prisoners.

If Gao Jie can sacrifice the prisoner of Luckedhun to the Son of Heaven, this will definitely fulfill the face of the Son of Heaven.

Gao Jie's credit, the Ming army's merit is the merit of the Son of Heaven. If there was no Son of Heaven to drive the expedition in person and come to Linqing to boost morale, how could the Ming army win this great victory and capture Luckedhun alive?

This is all the Son of Heaven, and it is all the credit of His Majesty!

Although Li Chengdong felt that Gao Jie's sycophant was a little too explicit and cheeky, he would do the same if he sat in Gao Jie's position.

As a courtier, you must learn to be considerate and worry about the king.

This is more important than killing the enemy and winning the battle.

"The last will be ordered!"

Li Chengdong clenched his fists and said resolutely.

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"Lord Belle, please take off your armor and put on the clothes of a minion."

A Manchurian soldier shouted at Luck.

Luckedhun certainly understood what he meant.

Now the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for the Qing army, and it is likely that the entire army will be swallowed up by the Ming army.

Although Luck Dehun was reluctant, he had to admit that he had lost the battle.

The best situation now is that he successfully breaks through, but wearing a silver armor is too conspicuous, and it will definitely attract the Ming army to besiege.

What a minion! I really think about the master's worries.

Lucked Hun sighed, and took off his silver armor without saying a word. He then changed into the chain mail of the Manchurian soldiers. Although this armor is not bright, it is very clean, and there is nothing to find fault with at this time.

The servant put the silver armor of Luckedhun on his body, raised his sword and shouted: "Warriors of the Qing Dynasty, follow Benbeile to kill the Ming dog!" ”

And Luckedhun took advantage of this opportunity to break through in the opposite direction.

Li Chengdong saw a person in silver armor rushing to kill under the escort of a group of Tartars, and said in his heart that this person should be Luck Dehun.

He was overjoyed, and ordered five hundred soldiers to kill in that direction.

It's just that I can see clearly above the small hill, and I'm a little dizzy when I get to the flat ground.

If it weren't for the silver armor being too conspicuous, he might not be able to tell the difference.

"The commander has an order to capture Lucktakun, catch the tartar in silver armor, and reward a thousand taels of silver!"

A thousand taels of silver, that's a thousand taels of silver!

Even if silver is not as valuable as it was in the early years of Wanli, it is still silver.

To put it another way, the military merit of the Ming Dynasty is to behead fifty taels of silver for a first-class true captive, and one thousand taels of silver is equivalent to a reward for beheading twenty true tartars.

Of course, it will be much more difficult to capture alive, because the other party is not a stake scarecrow and will not stand there for you to tie up.

But under the heavy reward, there will be brave men.

These Li Chengdong's pro-soldiers rarely have the opportunity to make money on weekdays, so they naturally refuse to miss the opportunity.

With their legs clasped tightly around the horse's belly, they whipped their whips and galloped away at the silver-armored tartar.

"Capture Luckedhun alive!"

"Capture Luckedhun alive!"

And the Manchurian minions apparently noticed these Ming cavalry rushing towards him. Great, they must think that they are Luckedhun, and this will be the menacing killer.

It seems that his ploy to pretend to be Luckedhun has succeeded.

He exhaled with relief, and said in his heart, Lord Belle, the slave will do the last thing for you.

"Come with Ben Baylor and kill the Ming Dog!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

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