In the nameless valley southeast of Zhenbei Pass, brilliant letter cannon fireworks exploded in the sky. After experiencing the initial chaos, under the command of the generals, they quickly formed a military formation according to the terrain, everyone's face was like ashes, and there was nervousness, fear, tenacity, and determination in their eyes, but no one retreated.

There were as many as 2,000 soldiers and horses attacking the Gurtai, and in order to seize time, they had no time to continue to hide their whereabouts, so they rushed all the way along the road at full speed, and the front and back lines were more than a mile long. On the way, I met the sentinel rangers of the Ming army, and the people in front of them were trampled into meat by the galloping horse team, and the arrows in the distance were shot indiscriminately, and the troops were not divided into troops to chase and kill, so it was inevitable that some fish slipped through the net, and frantically ran back to the valley to report the news.

In fact, because the sentinels of the Ming army could not take the main road, the speed of escaping back may not be as fast as that of the incoming enemy; But more than 2,000 people galloped at full speed, and thousands of iron hooves beat the earth like a drum, and the movement was like rolling thunder, and it was discovered by the Ming army in the valley far away. Moreover, there are towers on the commanding heights on both sides, and the sentries above have noticed through the clairvoyant mirror that the northwest direction is full of smoke and dust, and it seems that a large number of people and horses are rapidly approaching.

"Herald! Cloth side van for the array! Firearms hands ready! The archers immediately seized the hill and held their ground! ”

In the Ming army, Liu Shijie was wearing a fine iron Mingguang armor, holding a Taihu iron pen gun, and was constantly waving the order flag in his hand. As a famous warrior in the Liaodong Iron Cavalry in the past, as a die-hard general who has followed the Li family for more than 20 years, and as the supreme person in charge of Li Rubai's stay here, he knows that he will die here, and he must make the enemy pay the greatest price.

He glanced back at the Yangzi banner still fluttering on the mountain, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

I don't want to think so much, I was just a green forest bandit who licked blood with a knife head, and I raised the Li family for so many years, in exchange for an official uniform and glory and wealth, and now it's time to repay with my life. Since he chose the path of joining the army, he already knew that sooner or later he would die on the battlefield.

"Brethren, here comes the Tartars! Those who dare to retreat will be killed! Master Li has raised us for so many years, and now is the time for us to work hard for him. The Tartars killed our brothers, and today we will kill them all to avenge our hatred! ”

This time, the big and small leaders of the soldiers and horses brought by Li Rubai were all from the Li family, and they were all brave and dead soldiers who were willing to contribute to the Li family. It really aroused their ferocity, and it was really as fierce as taking stimulants, and they were not afraid of death, and when they heard this, they suddenly screamed wildly. Many ordinary soldiers are Jiangyang thieves who were born in the rivers and lakes, and they are reckless and don't take their lives seriously; Many of them are also battle-hardened. The morale of the officials was aroused, and all kinds of weapons were raised above their heads, shouting loudly to strengthen their courage.

"Where is Liu Yang?"

Liu Shijie shouted, and a gloomy man flashed beside him, in his thirties, with a square face and blue stubble on his chin, thick eyebrows and thin eyes, wearing a mountain-shaped fine iron armor, and holding a long-handled horse chopping knife. This person is his cousin, who had been with him in the green forest road at the beginning, and was also recruited into the Li family with him, and he was a confidant and friend who was born and died with him.

"You lead the sword-bearers and spearmen in the way of the road. When you're done with the firearms, you'll give it to me!" Dare to take a step back, I want your head! Saying that, Liu Shijie shook his hand and threw him a small order flag.

"Don't worry, big brother, the Tartar wants to pass this level of me, unless he steps on my corpse!" Liu Yang took the order flag loudly, and then said in a low voice: "Big brother, let's ...... See you in the afterlife. ”

Liu Shijie's eyes seemed to freeze, and the tragic color was overflowing, and he didn't speak, just nodded silently. The clenched fists were bruised and trembling slightly. But then he regained his stiff expression. Seeing a large group of infantry under the leadership of Liu Yang's military banner, they rushed to the open valley junction, blocking the road to death.

"Xu Laosan! Qin Biao! ”

Two more generals came out in response, with no fear on their faces and fierce expressions.

"Take your men and give me the hill on the left, if you can't hold the hill, bring me to see me!" The hill on the left is the commanding height, and whoever controls the whole situation can control the whole situation. Liu Shijie has been in the army for a long time, and this bit of military common sense is still there.

Xu Laosan and Qin Biao drank violently to receive the order, and then shouted loudly to the soldiers under him: "Brothers, killing one is enough, killing two to earn one!" The head fell off with a big scar, and twenty years later, he is a good man again. Don't let the Tartars underestimate the majesty of our Liaodong heroes! After speaking, he strode towards his team with the command flag.

The soldiers and horses under his command have been distributed, and Liu Shijie led two hundred cavalry to press the formation behind. But I saw that the dust was rising behind the opposite hillside, and the sound of rolling and thundering horses' hooves was shocking. At the moment of the great enemy, he calmed down a little. Gritted his teeth and clenched the Taihu iron pen gun in his hand.

Dog Tartar, come on. It's been decades since the founding of the state soldiers, and your grandfather wants to see what you are capable of......

When he had crossed the col, he saw the Ming army arrayed in the opening of the valley mouth, and the faint sound of cannons from the opposite side in the noisy noise around him. Looking at the other party's strict formation, the banner is not chaotic, obviously ready for battle, accustomed to seeing the fragility of the Ming army, Leng Buding saw the elite soldiers all the way, Ergutai couldn't help but praise in his heart.

is worthy of being the descendants of the Li generals, and he is brave enough, but he didn't run. It seems that the Ming army is not all straw bale rice buckets. However, the more such opponents, the more valuable it is to beat. The stronger the enemy, the more it can bring out my bravery.

He restrangled the mount under his crotch, allowing the war horse, which had been running for a long time, to take a breath, and the crowd following behind gradually stopped.

It's an open area, with ups and downs, but the slope is gentle. When the crowd behind them all poured up, a dense group walked in an area of nearly ten acres, and after a closer look, they were divided into sparse areas according to the belongings of their respective cattle records.

Although more than 2,000 people even wore different attire, some wore pig iron cowhide armor, some wore the chain cotton armor of the Ming army, some wore Mongolian-style iron wire ring armor, and some simply wrapped in a tiger skin. Compared with the Ming army with uniform armor and battle robes on the opposite side, it looks like a rabble, but the murderous fighting spirit it exudes is like a group of bloodthirsty crazy beasts, and they can't immediately rush to the opposing crowd to tear the opponent to pieces.

"Yang Hao, you get out of here for grandpa!" The sound was like thunder on a sunny day, and it was heard from afar. "Yang Hao, grandpa is the Lord of the Great Jin Guozheng Blue Banner Gushan Beile, come to get your dog's head, if you have a kind, get out of it quickly and die! Grandpa can reward you with a good time. If you are caught by me, I will divide you into five pieces! ”

"Yang Hao, get out of here! You can't run anymore! The half-baked Chinese of Gurtai shouted several times, but the Ming army on the opposite side did not react, not to mention that Yang Hao did not show up.

"Fifth brother, don't run away with Yang Hao!"

The Derge next to him spoke, he was the tenth son of Nurhachi, the younger brother of Mang Gurtai, and also had the title of Belle. But the flag owner has no share in him, he has no position or power on weekdays, and he has no soldiers and horses in his hands, so he can only be an empty Baylor, but he is brave and strong in martial arts, and he is quite brave and famous in the Zhenglan Banner.

This time, Mang Gurtai went on an expedition and took him with him. I hope that he can make meritorious contributions on the battlefield so that he can add a helper to himself in the future.

"Damn, don't really want to run! Derge, give you three cattle and five hundred elite soldiers, and give me all my strength to grab the mountain on the left! Dumubu, you lead your five Niu Lu to help him press the formation. After succeeding, condescendingly shoot the Han army below with arrows, and be sure to shoot their formations out of order! Then listen to my arrows and break through the Han army camp together! Don't be afraid of the Han people's firearms, they are all scareful, they can't kill people at all, and they don't work when they are finished. ”

"Phew!" The two took the order, and as the horn sounded, groups of Jurchen cavalry separated from the brigade.

Derg put his fingers in his mouth and whistled, and rode out. After a while, hundreds of cavalry quickly gathered behind him, only to see him point his iron lance to the top of the mountain, and the hundreds of elite horsemen behind him urged the war horses one after another, and rolled towards the hillside like a dark cloud.

"Look, master!" The guards next to him suddenly shouted, pointing ahead.

Mang Gurtai looked intently, only to see a large flag that seemed to be retreating, and he happened to recognize the Chinese characters on the flag.

"That's the word Yang! Yang Ho is really here! "Mang Gurtai has no doubts, I didn't expect the information provided by that Han Yue Xiang to be true, Yang Hao, Yang Hao, today I can be regarded as blocking you here! You didn't expect you Han people to sell you! It seems that Yue Xiang really wants to lower my Jurchen, this person has offended Huang Taiji and Dai Shan, only if he votes under the banner of my Zhenglan Banner, this person is a person......

For a moment, Mang Gurtai thought very far, but then turned his mind back to the battlefield, and the bannermen of the blue flag were tacitly arranged in formation like a human wave, and after a while, the bow was already unsheathed, and a huge and tight offensive formation was set up.

On the flanks, two groups of people and horses were swept towards the hill on the left.

Thousands of iron hooves beat the ground like drums, and hundreds of elite horsemen galloping at full speed had reached the foot of the hillside in a blink of an eye, but seeing that the Derge team had rushed halfway up the hill, countless men and horses suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, just opposite the Jurchen soldiers.

"It's Han!" Someone had sharp eyes and shouted loudly. Sure enough, the soldiers and horses on the mountain were all covered with Ming army clothes and armor, and a big flag was erected in the crowd, and the flag was a Liu character. The ranks of the Ming army were also very chaotic, the cavalry and infantry were mixed, and it seemed that they had just rushed up and had not had time to complete the team.

"Rush me!"

Derg was in a hurry, yelling and urging the horse to rush up, trying to rush up before the other man could release his arrows. However, the reaction speed of the other party was indeed fast, and as soon as he rushed a dozen steps, the dense arrows rained down on his head and face, and the Derge class shouted, the iron lance in his hand trembled, and a lance shadow danced in front of him, and several powerful arrows flew in a row. But he was also hit by several arrows on his body, and he was not seriously injured by relying on the iron armor to protect his body, and he roared and shouted that he would not retreat.

But the cavalrymen who rushed ahead with him did not have the ability to do this, and the man who was shot rolled down the hillside with a scream, and fell into the crowd behind, and some of them tripped and fell, causing a wave of confusion.

Seeing this, the Derge class shouted: "Death to those who retreat!" Rush up! Shaking the iron lance in his hand, he urged the horse to rush upward, and the hundreds of cavalry following behind him, some holding side signs, and some of them opened their bows and arrows to shoot at the crowd on the hill. Arrows from both sides flew in the air, and people kept falling from the arrows.

The Derg class was full of cavalry, the target was too large, and the back attack from the bottom to the top, the mountain road was uneven, and it was impossible to give full play to the speed advantage, and it was quite difficult to advance. And the Ming army on the top of the mountain relied on the terrain to be condescending, not only bows and arrows, but also stones and clods of soil desperately smashed down. The Jurchen soldiers fell dozens of people, and soon learned to be proficient, most of them dismounted and attacked on foot, some used war horses as cover, and some simply lifted the corpses on the ground and pushed up firmly.

As a result, he didn't advance much more than just now, and a series of thunderbolts like bursts of beans suddenly sounded on the mountain, and the fire from the volley of dozens of shotgun guns almost formed a line of fire, and the acrid white smoke shrouded the mountain, and the whistling lead bullets entered the crowd with obvious smoke trails, and a burst of flesh and blood flew everywhere they passed.

The Derg class was still on his horse, desperately supervising the battle. But a burst of guns on the hill startled him, and as a result, the war horse under his crotch was shot several times, and he fell down with a scream, and lifted him off the horse first. The guards next to him desperately stepped forward to protect him, and Derge didn't know how many people were knocked down, only that there was a scream around him. And the Ming army on the hill seems to be no less combative than the Jurchen warriors under him.

"Fuck off! Rush me! Derge's eyes were red, and he pushed away the bannerman guards next to him, picked up a shield, and led the charge again with a lance in his right hand. He knew that if he delayed his efforts here, he would implicate the overall situation. The military law of Jianzhou is very strict, and those who are not good in the war will have to confiscate their family property and go to the name of the lord, and those who are heavy will lose their heads.

Of course, the Jurchen bannermen also knew the power of military law, the people in front held the corpses of shields, and the people in the back desperately fired arrows at the mountain, and there were screams on the mountain, and the corpses of the Ming army with arrows rolled down from above one after another, and the casualties were obviously not light.

But the Ming army on the mountain also seems to be determined to fight to the death. A few guns were set up and fired down again in a volley, and the iron sand scattered bullets were a piece, and the corpse shields in the front row were beaten to pieces, debris flew around, and the flip box mines that were a little bit on the lead were pushed down the hillside, and the guards once again sacrificed their lives to protect the Derg class with their bodies.

Before the Dergers understood what was going on, they were about to push the guards away. Suddenly a burst of fire burst into the crowd next to him, and he only felt a scorching wind blowing violently, and he was pushed down at once. Then he felt that the dirt and gravel and burnt meat and sawdust on the top of his head were splashing down like raindrops, and his face was hot and numb, and the world around him was silent, but he couldn't hear what the people around him were shouting.

He got up dizzily and tried to find his weapon, but his hand touched a mutilated burnt arm on the ground. He was stunned for a few seconds before his mind woke up from the blank space. Looking around, the eyes were full of white gunsmoke, the flagmen fell to the ground, some were still holding the broken legs, feet and arms and rolling and screaming, the frightened war horses were running and jumping, several of his guards were also lying on the ground and groaning, and one of them had a face full of flowers and a few pieces of sawdust stuck in his face.

White smoke and flames exploded in the crowd of Jurchen bannermen, rubble and wood chips, and human limbs and flesh. A few of them were blocked by the people in front of them sacrificing their lives, and they exploded in the front row. Three of them rolled into the crowd behind, and now the whole crowd was shrouded in smoke and fire, and the Jurchen bannermen were blown up by the explosion and couldn't stand on the hillside.

"Bold!" Derge took out his waist knife and slashed three backward bannermen in a row, "Whoever dares to retreat, I will destroy him!" If you want to live, give me a desperate move forward! Saying that, he led by example, and directly pulled over a war horse and flew up again.

"Han dog's firearm can only be used once, take advantage of the opportunity to rush!"

In the end, the Jurchen Qiding has experienced a hundred battles, and his tenacity and courage are really extraordinary, the thrilling just now was immediately left behind, and he screamed and followed the Derge class to step forward again, the Ming army on the mountain desperately blocked it, and the Derge class could not rush up temporarily, and the Ming army could not defeat them, and the war fell into a stalemate for a while.

Seeing that the Derge class could not attack the mountain for a while, Du Mubu's Wuniulu soldiers and horses began to step forward to support. The horn sounded, and I saw a large crowd of people rushing over under the guidance of the military flag. The bannermen put their shields on their heads, and quickly pressed towards the hillside in a neat formation, and from time to time there were bursts of arrows falling in the crowd, most of them were blocked by the shields, but every time there were always a dozen people falling, the soldiers' faces were hard, but their footsteps did not hesitate at all, and they were still stubbornly advancing forward.

Xu Laosan stood on the top of the hillside, shouting hoarsely, commanding the soldiers to drop arrows, his heart full of fear.

How could those barbarian cavalry on the hillside be so fierce? Some people have several arrows stuck in their bodies and still rush upwards desperately, as if our arrows have no effect on them. On the contrary, the arrows shot by the other party are ruthless and accurate, and every time an arrow is fired, someone will always fall here, and more than 100 people have fallen on his own side now.

Aren't these people afraid of death? Even the mines and firearms could not repel them, and their own compatriots were indifferent to being blown to shreds in front of their eyes, these people were terrible......

Despite the rain of arrows and rocks overhead, Dumubu's men and horses fell dozens of people and advanced to the foot of the mountain. With a wave of the fine iron sickle in Du Mubu's hand, more than 800 people took off their bows and arrows together. Du Mu Bu is a close confidant under the account of Mang Gurtai, and the five Niu Lu he brought are all Niu Lu of Mang Gurtai's guard, and his combat effectiveness is extremely strong, and everyone can make a strong bow of two stones. Seeing that he was about to stop, Du Mubu pointed his iron sickle to the mountain, and hundreds of strong archers drew their bows and arrows together, and their movements were uniform, as if a black shadow was waving in the crowd, which was extremely powerful.

"Put!" Du Mubu roared, only to hear the sound of a "buzzing" bowstring, like a gust of wind blowing, most people only felt a black shadow overhead, and when they looked at it again, it had flown out more than ten feet away and turned into a dense black dot, covering the crowd on the top of the hillside.

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