The soldiers and horses of the Ming army on the top of the hillside are the troops led by Xu Laosan and Qin Biao, and the tenacity of this army is not comparable to that of ordinary Ming soldiers, because most of the fighting backbones among them are dead soldiers specially trained by the Li family.

Li Chengliang dominated Liaodong alone, like a warlord, and his subordinates naturally had private generals in addition to the military power of Liaodong. And the vast majority of them were green forest knights and Jiangyang thieves before they were put into the Li Mansion, with a brave and fierce personality, and they were all outlaws who were not afraid of death. It can be said that it is an elite army in the hands of the Li generals in Liaodong. These people followed the Li family to fight in the world, Li Rusongping, Ningxia Bobai Rebellion, the attack on the Korean Japanese and other famous battles, you can see the active figure of this army and horses.

Xu Laosan and Qin Biao are among the veterans who survived the bloody battle, they were originally the leaders of horse thieves operating in the border area of Liaodong in Mongolia, and later were chased by the Mongolian soldiers and could not gain a foothold, and were forced to flee into the territory of Liaodong, protected by the Li family, and since then they have been selling for the Li family for more than ten years, until today.

When they followed Liu Shijie to stay here, they had already vaguely expected their fate, but there was no way, the people of the rivers and lakes were righteous, and as a dead soldier of the Li family, they would die for the Li family sooner or later. The two of them didn't know what the ultimate goal of this battle was, but they knew that their mission was to fight to the last soldier.

Of course, they know that their subordinates are no longer the warriors who were good at fighting in the past, and the old brothers in the past have almost been buried in the field with more than ten years of non-stop war, and now although the leaders of these troops are still the old brothers in the past, most of the soldiers at the grassroots level are ordinary farmers who have been recruited from everywhere, although they have undergone strict training enough to be called elite soldiers, but in the face of such a strong opponent as the Jianzhou Jurchen, they really don't know how long they can resist.

Moreover, looking at the tide of enemy troops surging over from the black pressure on the opposite side, it is estimated that there can be two or three thousand people, and the soldiers and horses of their own side may be less than half of the opponent, and it is almost impossible to win this battle. As they commanded, they turned their heads to look at the big flag on the hill behind them, but they saw that the big flag seemed to be swinging in a panic. It is impossible for him to know who is there, but his task should be to cover the retreat of these important people.

Whoever you are, run! Don't grind, it'll be too late if you don't run! Why don't you run away!? Do you want Lao Tzu to die here in vain?

Yamashita Mang Gurtai saw it clearly, and there was a sneer, the other party had already reached the meat in his mouth, and no matter how dying he was, it would be useless. With a wave of his hand, the horn sounded again, and the cavalry rushed out of the main formation, bypassing the hill from the side and detouring to the back of the valley, swimming quickly like a sinister snake under the cover of a large forest, obviously intending to copy the rear path of the Ming army.

"My lord, the Tartars' horse team has copied it!" With the exclamation of the pacesetters around him, Qin Biao turned his head to look, only to see countless people and horses under the hillside rushing through the smoke and dust, and countless Jurchen horse teams looming like black and oppressive ant colonies under the cover of the forest sea, and are outflanking in the direction of the back mountain.

"Hit the flag! Send a signal to Lord Liu! ......Hurry up" Qin Biao just shouted halfway, and the wind in his ears suddenly sounded, but he saw a large black shadow splashing in front of the Jianzhou crowd attacking the mountain down the hillside, and it was already in front of him in the blink of an eye!

"Ahh

Qin Biao was taken aback, but he was born as a Jiangyang thief, and he had been on the battlefield for more than ten years, and his reaction had already been honed very quickly.

But he can dodge, and the soldiers around him can't. The crowd of the Ming army exploded the camp like a mess, more than 100 people standing in the front row screamed and fell down a large piece, many people's armor was actually shot through, and the bodies were nailed together, and the soldiers in the back row were also shot down dozens of people, and suddenly the entire hillside was full of people, full of screams of crying father and mother.

Oh my God......

Xu Laosan only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body trembled involuntarily. The shield in his hand had been torn apart, which he had just snatched from the soldiers beside him. Their shields are not those inferior goods in the hands of the soldiers of Taibao, they are all high-quality equipment that have been tested, but now they can't stop a rain of arrows. He looked at the scene in front of him and felt chills all over his body. It takes a strong bow of more than two stones to do it at such a distance.

There is not necessarily one in the hundreds of archers in the Ming army who can shoot two stone bows, and the Jurchen soldiers below seem to have hundreds, but they are all strong archers, are these people all monsters?

This battle is no longer fought, and the strength of the two sides is too different......

However, he had no time to think about anything else, for he saw that a Jurchen general in iron armor with a hideous expression had already rushed up the hillside, knocked over the human wall of several soldiers in succession, and pounced on him with the iron lance in his hand. Immediately after the second, the third...... Hordes of cavalry rushed up the hill and rushed into the crowd of the Ming army, brandishing broadswords and iron sickles to cut down people on sight. On the hillside behind them, more than a hundred corpses of their companions were left, and countless foot soldiers were densely spread all over the hillside, surging upwards following their footsteps.

"Good! Go up! Mang Gurtai really watched it from behind, and the Jurchen bannermen next to him also cheered loudly. Taking advantage of the high morale, he shouted the order: "Forward! As soon as the command was given, a loud horn sounded in the air, and the more than 700 Jurchen bannermen behind him stepped forward with their horses, took off their bows and arrows, and lined up in a chaotic formation, just waiting to charge.

Just when the Jurchen stormtroopers were about to become complete, the Ming army on the opposite side suddenly changed.

With the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the cavalry and infantry of the brigade poured out from the bottom of the valley, and the troops at the foot of Dumubu Mountain did not seem to expect the Ming army to dare to take the initiative to attack, and more than 100 people behind the palace were scattered, and the attacking troops on the hillside saw that the back road was copied, and their march couldn't help but slow down. Some wanted to go back to the rescue, some stopped where they were at a loss, and some continued to attack upward, and the actions of various units were chaotic.

"Bold! Keep rushing forward! Du Mubu saw a Niu Lu Ezhen standing in the local stunned and looking at the back, and the bannermen he belonged to also gathered around him and did not move, the surrounding troops were greatly affected by him, and the artillery and arrows of the Ming army above his head were still continuous, making the scene more and more chaotic, and he was immediately furious. In the past, with a knife in his hand, he actually slashed his neck in front of the flagmen, and beheaded him on the spot.

"Rush me! Otherwise this is an example! Seeing that Du Mubu's eyes were red like a demon, the Jurchen bannermen were shocked, and they all let out strange screams, and continued to attack upwards desperately.

And the Ming army brigade under the mountain did not pursue upward, because Mang Gurtai's large army had already pressed over. Under the rapid swing of the banner, the Ming army began to shrink the defensive line, and the whole team redeployed. In front of the block were the crowd of black pressed foot soldiers, and behind were the cavalry. At a glance, the men and horses are majestic, the swords and guns are like a forest, and the orders are neatly aligned, and at a glance you know that it is a well-trained force.

Mang Gurtai looked at it for a moment and nodded slightly. It can be seen that this Ming army can definitely be called a brave elite soldier, that is, there are many people who come by themselves, otherwise they may not be able to eat them. However, this also proves that there are heavyweights here, otherwise there is no need to send such elite troops to protect them.

Now the days of Jianzhou are not very easy, and the Ming army is frequently mobilized, and it seems that sooner or later it will be overwhelmed by large troops. On the Jurchen table, it seems that the morale is high and actively preparing for war, but it is difficult to ensure that no one is shaken under the table. A victory is needed at this moment to boost confidence. If he can eliminate the elite of this Ming army here and kill Yang Hao again, it will definitely be a huge boost to the morale of Jianzhou's army.

After all, although the number of Ming troops is large, the number of elite soldiers who can fight is limited, and there is one less after fighting. As long as this backbone force is defeated, no matter how many people come to build a state, they will not be afraid.

Not to mention that the Ming army on the other side is still the old descendant of Li Chengliang in the past, it is the elite army that created the myth of the invincibility of Liaodong, and it is a group of murderers who used to oppress their Jurchens and stain their Jurchens with the most blood on their hands. It can be said that it is the shadow that has always lingered in the hearts of their Jurchens, and it is a symbol of the ruling power of the Ming Dynasty in Liaodong. It seems that the Li family can't ride down, and Liaodong has always been the land of the Ming Dynasty.

In the past, the Jurchens did not have the strength to oppose them, but now God has given him the opportunity to reckless Gurtai to make a comeback! Although Li Jiajun is famous, he has not fought in a war for more than ten years. In the past 30 years since the founding of the state, we have gone through a hundred battles in the east and the west, and I don't believe that the warriors who have been honed in a hundred battles will lose!

Having made up his mind, the iron rod in his hand was raised, signaling the whole army to silence, but in fact, no one from the nearly 1,000 banners and armor soldiers made a sound, only occasionally there was a low neighing of war horses.

"Warriors," Mang Gurtai Qi Luck Dantian, this shout, like a bell, extremely loud.

"Knife, is it sharpening quickly?"

"Grind it !! up" Everyone responded with the loudest voices, and the voices converged together like rolling thunder, and the sound shook the earth

"What are you doing when you're grinding?" This volume can only be described as thunder.

"Kill! Kill! Kill ————!!! The crowd was boiling, and nearly a thousand wild and fierce Liaohai men broke out with a tsunami-like roar, countless sabers and battle axes flashing with cold light were raised high, and everyone's eyes were red and staring at the enemy formation, just waiting for an order from their banner master.

An arrow pierced the sky, and a sharp whistling reached the horizon. Following the sound of one branch after another, it flew into the sky in turn, and the murderous aura of the sky swept up with the horn.

"The whole army charges !!"

Mang Gurtai roared wildly in the sky, knocked the horse, and the war horse under the crotch screamed, rushing out like an arrow from the string, and the blue flag bannermen behind him let out a shocking cry, like a flood that opened the floodgates, rushing towards the Ming army camp with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.

Liu Yang stared intently at the Jurchen crowd rushing over from the opposite side, judging from the momentum of the enemy army, it was definitely an elite soldier who had been in battle for a long time, giving people the feeling that it was like a group of fierce tigers roaring and slaughtering, before the people arrived, the wild murderous aura had already rushed to the face. Will the more than 400 people of themselves be able to withstand this violent onslaught? Only God knows.

He is also a veteran, and in fact he is ready to fight to the death from the moment the other side charges.

The Ming soldiers next to them all looked like ashes, and some even had uncontrollable trembling hands, but their feet stood in place as if they had taken root, and no one retreated.

"Order, break the car ready! The archers are on the second team, and the bird-bearers are on the third team. Spearmen and sword players line up along the chariots, and those who trespass will not be forgiven! Liu Yang shouted loudly, waving the flag in his hand and swinging vigorously. In the ranks below, the large and small military flags began to swing with it, the drums and horns sounded in unison, and the Ming army columns were staggered, and after a small chaos, they returned to order.

The baffles of the outermost partial van have been removed, and the muzzle of the black hole in the military cannon inside is as big as the mouth of a bowl, and it is unanimously rolled out to the outside world. The gunpowder was ready, and the gunners were holding torches and nervously watching the enemy horse team attacking from the opposite side.

Liu Yang's wishful thinking was to rely on the power of firearms to weaken the enemy's edge as much as possible, and then to decide the winner in hand-to-hand combat, but he soon saw that something was wrong, the opponent's charge speed was too fast! It was faster than he expected. It's too late to wait! He immediately made a decision and shouted: "Release the arrow!" ”

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ............!!!!!!" A dense and crisp bang sounded, and the archers of the Ming army let out the same terrifying screams because of extreme nervousness, and the rockets in their hands came out of the string.

As the field elite of the Ming army, even ordinary foot soldiers must learn how to shoot bows and arrows. The rocket is one of the oldest firearms equipment in the Ming army, and after practicing the hands, many archers are also qualified rocketeers. After the random arrows were fired, many small gunpowder cartridges tied to the shafts of the arrows burned out, and suddenly spewed out scorching fireworks, triggering a second acceleration, and a sharp roar was emitted in mid-air, flying at an astonishing speed with a flurry of fireworks.

In an instant, hundreds of fire snakes shrouded the vicinity in a pungent smoke like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and countless fireworks roared towards the galloping Jurchen horse team.

Due to the primitive nature of the rocket, the tying of gunpowder cartridges affected the stability, and the accuracy was much lower than that of ordinary bows and arrows. After many rockets were launched, they simply flew around in circles, but due to the acceleration of gunpowder, the range and power increased exponentially, even if a blind cat touched a dead mouse, there were still many rockets whistling into the Jurchen horse team.

The Jurchen bannermen had already noticed this situation, and they were excellent at their own horsemanship, and they all leaned down, holding the reins in one hand and holding the side card in the other to cover their bodies. The fiery serpent with its terrifying howling sound did not fly according to the orbit they were familiar with, but broke into the crowd like a nest of headless flies, and the surrounding area was suddenly shrouded in smoke.

The powerful arrows with scorching fireworks swept over, piercing the side cards on the arms of the Jurchen bannermen, piercing their pig iron cowhide armor, burning their bodies, burning their horses, and bringing up patches of blood and rain .......

The formation of the blue flag charge was chaotic, and the screams came one after another, and countless cavalry rolled to the ground with men and horses in the rain of arrows and fireworks, and then they were trampled into flesh by the men and horses behind in the blood mist. Some people even flew upside down from their horses when they were shot with arrows in their chests, but the people around them were basically unaffected by this tragic scene, but instead rushed forward more fiercely on horseback, and the formation became looser than before, and many people took off their bows and arrows, ready to counterattack.

These Tartars don't want to die?! Liu Yang saw that the momentum of the other party's charge did not decrease, but became stronger, and the tendons in his neck jumped up. He grabbed the bangzi and knocked desperately, according to the military law, the bangzi kept bowing and arrows, and he shouted while knocking: "Keep putting arrows and shoot them!" Fire, bombard! ”

Before the words fell, the other party's counterfire arrow rain splashed like raindrops, and the formation of the Ming army stood tightly, and many archers screamed and fell after being hit by the arrow, and were not able to fall down by the people behind. The rest of the people began to be chaotic, and there was no unified command, the sword players were busy raising their shields to cover the top of their heads, and the others just shot out the arrows at hand, and for a time the arrows rained back and forth in the air, and the smoke filled the air, and the three heralds went forward to light the cannon one after another, and the last one was hit by several arrows, and the gunpowder of the burning cannon sprayed all over his face as soon as he lit it, and he screamed miserably, and he was immediately angry.

The gunners of the Ming army held shields in one hand and torches in the other, lit the fire twist on the general's cannon, and a rain of arrows came, several gunners couldn't dodge and screamed and were shot to the ground, and the rest of the play was dodged to the side.

The closer they rushed, the higher the hit rate of the Ming rockets, and although the Jurchen bannermen tried to evacuate the formation as much as possible, there were still dozens of people who were shot on their backs. But these Jurchen elite horsemen who were not afraid of death had already put life and death aside, and they had only one thought in their hearts, as long as they rushed through the Han firearms blockade, victory was in sight.

However, the performance of the Ming army, which has always been weak and incompetent, also surprised them this time, and the sound of cannons on the opposite side sounded. A series of thunderbolts accompanied by terrible firelight and gunpowder smoke burst out, and nothing could be seen in front of them, and the clouds of smoke shrouded their vision, and the Jurchen bannermen only felt that there was fire whistling around them, with terrible power and hot wind, hitting the ground and bursting into a cloud of black and white smoke, the earth was shaking, and the earth was lifted several feet high, and sometimes accompanied by broken human and horse limbs and broken flesh.

The scorching cannons flew sideways through the crowd of horses, with obvious white smoke trails, destroying and rotting flesh everywhere they passed, and some cannonballs pierced through several horses with a single shot, and the sound of explosions caused the horses to run in fright, and the Jurchen Qiding's offensive was at a moment's end, but soon regained momentum.

Because their banner owners were still in front, they had no reason to retreat.

"Shoot the arrows! Hurry up and release the arrows! Liu Yang looked crazy, knocking on the bang. Hu felt that the evil wind in front of him was not good, and he shrank his head and shot his helmet with a strong arrow, and his hair was messed up, and he put his hair loose and looked at it, and the enemy army in front of him was getting closer and closer, and the arrows were flying, and his brothers were falling in rows.

"Bird's hand! Tiger Squat Cannon! Fire now! Call me! He hurriedly waved his hand and threw out the flags, shouting at the top of his voice.

The Jianzhou bannermen had already rushed not far from the Ming army with their horses, and some of them had already drawn their sabers and iron sickles, and the scattered formations were gathering, ready to stage a good show of tigers and sheep.

Suddenly, I saw more than a dozen chariots outside the Ming army wall coming out of the drifting smoke, these chariots were full of arrows that had been hit by mistake, but this was not the point, there were black holes in the frame of the cannon muzzles, and some of the muzzles were still floating with green smoke. At the same time, some small cannons were moved out and tied on the pile of corpses, the tinder in the hands of the gunners flashed with deadly fire, and rows of Ming soldiers with fire guns were aimed at their side with the corpses of their companions as cover!

The Ming army's giant guns can still be used?! It's ready to work again so soon?! A huge horror flashed in the hearts of many Jurchen bannermen, but it was too late to be afraid at this time.

"Put !!" A loud shout rang out in the Ming army's formation, a lieutenant waved the order flag, and the sound of trumpets and cannons sounded again. The cannon body shook, the muzzle of the cannon once again spewed out a violent fire and white smoke, and the deafening thunderbolt exploded in the ears again.

The general cannon of the Ming army is an imitation of the Western Furlong machine gun, and the cannon is equipped with a sub-cannon, so it is also called a sub-cannon. It is easy to reload, so the rate of fire is also high, but because the son and mother are connected, the gunpowder is not airtight enough, so the range is not too far, and many times it is used to shoot scattered bullets in close combat. The scattered bullets carried by this vehicle-mounted cannon are a large three-pound lead with dozens of small lead weighing a few dollars, and a dozen are a piece.

The Tiger Squat Cannon is the mainstream light artillery of the Ming Army, which is equipped with gravel and iron sand, which is specially used in close combat, and it is the right time to use it at this time.

The Jurchen bannermen had actually seen the Ming army's artillery cart firearms, but they thought that the Ming army's firearms had already been fought once just now, and according to experience, they would definitely be able to rush to them before the second fight, and once they rushed over, the Ming army would break up and flee, so they didn't take it too seriously. As a result, when they found that they were too close to the previous time, it was too late to dodge, so they could only hope to rush forward before the enemy launched. Therefore, when the cannon salvo was fired, some of the people had already rushed to the front, and the bows and arrows in their hands had just been fired, and they were immediately engulfed by the fierce fire.

The total weight of hundreds of pounds of cannons and iron bullets tore the fragile armor and ** like tofu, in a burst of flesh and blood, the Jurchen banner Ding's charging crowd collapsed in an instant, the soldiers were overturned by a huge force as if they hit an invisible wall, and dozens of people rushed in front of them even beat people and horses to fly, and even some people's bodies were broken, broken arms and legs with broken swords, guns and armor fragments flying all over the sky.

But as soon as the people in front fell, the deadly arrows smashed into the crowd of the Ming army like a torrential rain, and the firearms of the Ming army screamed and fell countless times, and the formation was in chaos.

The Jurchen bannermen behind screamed as if they were not going to die, and the horses crashed into the Ming army's car formation one after another, and some of them crashed into the gap, fell into the crowd, and then were poked into flesh by random knives and guns. Others jumped over the roof of the car, were overturned by a bush of spears in mid-air, and were lifted off their horses. But more people broke into the gap, and when they saw people, they would shoot people, and in an instant, the war drums of the two sides rang out in unison, shouting to kill and shake the ground, swords and guns were raised at the same time, and thousands of people and horses rushed and strangled together, officially launching a bloody .......

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