"Vice, how did you become embarrassed?! Why are we waiting for the rescue of the general manager in Damaobao in the northwest now, but we are heading north?! Mo Changrong, who was originally leading the way, opened his eyes and asked Li Xiao loudly in surprise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind howled fiercely, and the snow hit his face, and there was a tearing pain. The oncoming north wind, like a sharp knife, cut the face, hands and feet of each cavalryman with tiny bloody wounds, and froze them into a layer of swollen black and red. The wind and snow hit the face, blowing so that everyone could hardly open their eyes, and many cavalrymen were numb from the cold, and the clear snot flowed out, and immediately formed a shiny ice stone, and they had to turn their heads to breathe and gasp, looking quite embarrassed.

Compared with these frozen and stiff cavalry, the mounts under their crotches were each sweating profusely, and the edges of the sweaty fur were covered with crystal snow particles, and the horses who were snorting and driving hard against the wind and snow were snorting, spitting out clouds of white mist in their mouths, and the sound of hooves began to drag chaotically, obviously their physical strength had been exhausted.

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the land of Liaodong is even more vast. The bitter cold that enveloped the heavens and the earth wrapped this small cavalry team tightly. From the sky, it looked like a group of small black dots moving quietly in an endless field of silver and white.

The mountains and rivers are depressed and the extreme border soil, and the Liaodong conquest has been bitter since ancient times.

When everyone's originally high morale began to be depressed, Li Xiao, whose eyes were sharp and his face was as heavy as iron, began to gradually calm down in his originally excited and eager heart.

"Pass on the order of this team, the plan of the whole army has changed, there is no need to pursue in the direction of Damao Fort, and immediately go straight to the north!"

When all the cavalry crossed the northern part of Jinzhou City, Li Xiao's voice sounded cold and clear through the howling cold wind.

After listening to Li Xiao's latest order, Mo Changrong could hardly believe his ears, and he was extremely stunned, and loudly questioned Li Xiao about the sentence at the beginning of this chapter.

Li Xiao turned his face, his expression was even more stern and sharp, and he shouted to Mo Changrong: "Nearly two hours have passed since you reported the news and returned, do you think that without reinforcements, with the 18 sentry cavalry under the command of the senior general, can you resist for so long?" Our team dared to predict that now the Tartar Sentinel Cavalry had defeated our Sentinel Cavalry, and then escorted the prisoners and the food team back north. If our army goes further in the direction of Damao Fort, it will only be empty, and it will be a waste of horsepower, what good will it be! ”

"Li Baihu, what do you mean, they have already 。。。。。。 high-ranking generals"

Wang Yishou, the captain of the Flying Harrier with a panicked face, choked in his throat and couldn't speak.

"Until the Tartar Sentinel is found, it's hard to figure out! It's just that if the Tartars are allowed to cross the Daling River with the grain team and the captives to return, we will really be powerless to return to heaven. Li Xiao's voice was low, and his face became even tighter.

"Then our army is now hurrying north, and may catch up with the returning Tartar sentry?" Tian Wei hurriedly interjected.

"Quite possibly. Now that the road is closed by such heavy snow, it is difficult for our army to march, and it is difficult for the Tartars to withdraw quickly, and they still have captured food teams to escort back, and the speed will only be slower. Our army will catch up with these damned Tartars all the way north! ”

"Okay, just listen to Deputy Li's team, I'll work harder and hurry!" Tian Wei said ruthlessly.

"Tian Wei Wang Yishou, you two, take the brothers to sing the song "Man Jianghong" by Yue Wumu, and strengthen your morale!" Li Xiao wiped a handful of frost from his face and shouted loudly.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing; When the courtiers hate, when will they perish. Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. Wait to start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky。。。。。。。 ”

A group of cavalry sang in unison this cavalry military song that Li Xiao personally selected, and asked musicians to compose and teach singing, and everyone roared hoarsely and sang it, and the morale that was originally quite depressed rose a lot.

Li Xiao's face was excited, a river of iron horses and ice, and the heroic feelings of the man hitting the north were surging in his heart.

"Keep up with this official, follow me to kill the Tartars and make meritorious contributions! Gain fame and wealth! ”

Li Xiao waved his knife and roared, taking the lead in rushing to the front.

Behind him, a burst of passionate shouts immediately shook the sky.

"Gain fame and fame, get rich!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

。。。。。。

Compared with Li Xiao's cavalry team, which was chasing the enemy north with high morale, at this time, the Tartar sentry cavalry of more than 30 people, who were returning north with prisoners and a grain team of more than 100 people, was demoralized and marched slowly. The leader of the team with a yellow flag Bashi Kuturai, the standard Jurchen slender face, did not have the slightest smile of joy.

His mood was worse than the heavier and heavier snowstorm.

Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that I was entrusted by Niu Lu Ezhen Dar Xiang, and brought the most elite 42 sentinels in the entire Niu Lu, and surrounded this Ming army sentry by 18 people in a surprise attack, and even paid a heavy price of 5 deaths and 4 injuries, so that the sentry cavalry team was completely wiped out, and finally the Ming army general with a long beard who killed his three Tartar cavalry was seriously injured before he was barely captured.

After the wounded Ming general was captured by his own men, the enraged Tulai whipped the damned Ming dog seven or eight times before tying him to an empty grain cart with five other captured Ming army sentry riders, and escorting him back to the north with the nearly 2,000 stone of rice grain along with the people who had already been frightened.

In this battle, in which the Ming army had carefully informed the march of the grain convoy in advance, and had ambushed it in the middle of the battle, and had lost so many elite sentinels, Turai could imagine the annoyed expression and rebuke of his own master after returning to see Niu Lu Ezhen Darxiang.

Turning, Toure turned his head and looked again at the five corpses of the Tartar sentry sentry who had frozen stiff to iron tied to another empty grain cart, and his mood was even more dismayed.

"Captain, in another hour, we will be on the edge of the Daling River." The Han people next to him, who were dressed in thick cotton clothes but had a red face from the cold, carefully reminded Turai who was contemplative all the way.

Thurai nodded numbly and did not answer him.

The Han general sighed for a long time, and then angrily scolded the people who were struggling to pull the cart forward in the snow, telling them to walk quickly and not to be lazy.

One of the people accidentally slipped under his feet, and the other stumbled and almost fell.

The Han people were furious, raised their horsewhips and whipped them down fiercely, beating this folk and crying loudly.

At this moment, as if in an instant, each Tartar sentinel felt some small, dense sound in his ears.

Almost all of them were Tartars of the best hunters, and their ears were so sensitive that they immediately heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from behind them!

"Captain! Ming Gouzi chased after him! One of the Tartars exclaimed.

He was right, in this snowstorm, Li Xiao led the Xuanhu to ride and fly harriers, and finally caught up with them with the remaining ruts and horseshoe prints in the snow!

Turai was shocked, and the two of them looked at each other in disbelief.

How is this possible!

Under such a bad weather with heavy snowfall, those Ming troops who were already afraid of Tartar like tigers still had the courage to chase after them like this, didn't this sun come out of the west?

Isn't it, the leading general of the Ming army, can't he eat the heart of a bear and a leopard?

It's just that the sound of horses' hooves in my ears is getting louder and louder, and there seems to be a slight tremor on the entire snow-covered ground.

"The whole army turned around and killed all these Ming dogs who didn't know whether they were alive or dead!" Thurai shouted angrily.

At the sound of the order, the entire Tartar sentry cavalry turned their horses and formed a semi-circular arc to disperse, hiding the already terrified grain team behind them.

On the opposite side, a group of Ming cavalry galloping in the wind and snow appeared more and more clearly in front of the Tartar cavalry on both sides of Tulai and him.

"Master, there are about 30 dogs on the other side, and they don't have a flag, but they don't know where they came from?" The Han people looked at the matter carefully, and said to Turai carefully and quickly.

When he saw the number of Ming troops on the opposite side, Turai relaxed in his heart.

These Ming soldiers really don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Think about the past Ming Dynasty and Houjin's sentinel warfare, their own elite soldiers from the white mountains and black waters, every time they fight with those Ming army sentinels who are poorly trained and poorly equipped, they dare not say that one is worth ten, if it is one enemy three or one enemy five, it should be no problem.

It is really commonplace for more than a dozen Houjin sentinels to chase after forty or fifty Ming army sentry horsemen and flee in embarrassment.

It can be said that even if the elite of the Ming army general arrived, even if the number was slightly larger than that of the other side, his own sentry cavalry was ninety percent sure that they would flee in confusion and be defeated.

What's more, in such a snowy weather, no Ming army general is willing to lose his elite family to avenge a small sentinel that has been destroyed, because this is purely a deal that outweighs the losses. You must know that these elite families are all selected from the best of the Ming army, which is the foundation of the Ming army's generals. The amount of money and food spent to support a family is several times that of an ordinary sentry rider.

On Tulai's face, a sneer was mixed with doubt, the number of cavalry of the Ming army on the opposite side was equal to himself, but he dared to come and fight with him like this, who was the general of the Ming army?

The smile on Tourai's face soon stiffened, though.

Because, he clearly saw the familiar white swing tooth horn armor in the Ming army formation opposite!

It turned out to be him!

"Master, the one who wears the white armor of our army, but the bright dog Li Xiao who escaped last time?" The Han general next to him also exclaimed.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion and whispers in the Tartar sentry cavalry formation.

Many of the Tartar sentry riders who participated in the last pursuit of Li Xiao have already seen it clearly, a stone's throw away, the Ming army commander on the opposite side with a face as heavy as iron and thick eyebrows is not the Ming dog Li Xiao who escaped smoothly after sniping his 3 teammates in Xiaolinghe Station last time!

It's just that now the snow is falling, and everyone's bows and arrows are covered with snow and dust, and it is difficult to use them anymore. Turai saw from a distance that Li Xiao on the opposite side was holding a tiger knife in his hand, and the big bow that had a psychological shadow after killing the golden sentry riders last time had not brought it at all.

The commotion soon subsided, and a strong expression of hatred began to emerge on the faces of each Tartar sentry.

Hmph, this despicable Ming dog, last time he relied on the terrain and archery skills to snipe many soldiers of our army, and now he is in this vast wilderness, see what else you can do! Now, I want to use the heads of you dogs to avenge the dead soldiers of my Dajin!

"Li Xiao, I didn't expect it to be you who came bravely, okay, this time you came to die, if I don't kill you, the hateful dog, this team will not be a man!" A sneer resurfaced on Tourai's face, and he was secretly ruthless in his heart.

The two armies fought fiercely against each other, which was originally an excellent tradition of the Jurchens who were not afraid of death, and against the Ming army, which was often defeated, each of them had a great psychological advantage. Turai saw that among his own Tartar sentry cavalry, the five most elite white-toothed horsemen were all eager to try, and their faces were red from the cold, full of violent killing intent!

"Line up, prepare to kill the bright dog with the captain of this team, and make new achievements!" Bashkutulai raised the tiger gun in his hand and shouted loudly.

A strange language like a ghostly wolf howl sounded loudly, and Turai and the Tartar sentry riders all had a hideous expression on their faces like a wolf discovering its prey.

All the Tartar sentry horsemen were staring at the Ming cavalry who were putting up a strange wedge-shaped battle formation outside the opposite direction, the swords and guns in their hands were getting tighter and tighter, and the mounts on their crotches were also snorting, and they couldn't help but rush again and again!