'Collapse',

A bowstring sounded again, and Cherge looked at the Ming army who had fallen in response, and his heart was very proud.

This is the fourth Ming army that Cherge has shot down. Under his oppression, the remaining Ming army in front was obviously on the verge of collapse.

The horses of the remaining Ming army are getting faster and faster, and they are about to push the war horses to the limit.

That's right.

Putting his bow behind him, slowing his horse down slightly, Cherg squinted in the direction of the Ming army's flight.

The broken back line laid by Ming Pig should not be too far from the Ming Pig Brigade, and the distance between the two sides should not exceed ten miles. It shouldn't be far from the Ming Pig Brigade now, right?

Feeling that the war horse under his crotch was still full of strength, Cherge felt a little more confident in his heart.

As a leader with a white flag, Cherge can be regarded as a well-informed person.

Cherge knew that although the war horses of the other soldiers were not as good as the BMW Divine Horses under his crotch, at the current speed, there was no problem with the horsepower if they rushed for more than ten miles. Within ten miles, it is enough to support a fierce battle.

Now, it depends on whether we can catch up with the Ming army brigade within ten miles.

What was that?

In the rapid sound of the horse's hooves, Cherge's ears moved slightly, and he faintly caught the sound.

It's cheers, right?

Cherge had some uncertain judgment.

Cheer?

Thinking of something, Cherge's face immediately became solemn.

This should be cheering for the Ming pigs who relied on sneak attacks and made a little cheap, right?

The Ming Pig Brigade is ahead?

A heartfelt smile broke out on Cherge's face.

Ming Zhu didn't retreat directly, and dared to stay halfway here? Is it true that Lao Tzu does not dare to go out of the camp?

The guts of these pigs are really fat!

With a wicked grin, he put his bow and arrow in his hand again, and Cherg let out an unusually sharp whistle.

The whistle sounded, and the originally somewhat loose pursuit formation of the white-flaged soldiers quickly began to coalesce behind Cherge.

In the blink of an eye, a triangular impact array with Cherg as the tip of the cone quickly took shape in the rush.

Glancing back, he saw that the soldier had successfully changed formation in an instant, as he expected, and Cherg was even more proud.

With such an elite in hand, what if there are more Ming pigs?

Still cheering?

Haha, Ming pigs, Lao Tzu will tell you to start crying immediately!

In the distance, a Ming army battle flag was raised on a small slope. Seeing the banner, more than a dozen Ming soldiers who fled for their lives seemed to see the hope of life. They struggled to whip the war horses under their crotches out of the blood, and fled frantically towards the banner as fast as they could.

Also seeing the battle flag of the Ming army, Cherge slowed down his horse slightly. After carefully looking at Ming Jun's eyes, Cherge almost laughed out loud in his heart.

That slope is indeed a hillside. But the slope was too gentle, and it could neither greatly increase the impact of the downrushing warhorse, nor was it enough to slow down the impact of the uprushing warhorse.

And the commander of the Ming army obviously lacked experience in horse warfare. It's all at this distance, and in the face of the galloping enemy army, the Ming army, which is also a light horse, is still only lining up in the same place, and why don't you let go of the horse and charge?

A sharp whistle sounded from his mouth again, and with a secret smile in his heart, Cherg lifted his horse up again.

His son was now picking up speed, and the horse would soon be at its highest speed. The Ming army immediately began to charge now, and when the two armies met, the speed of the Ming army's horses could never be improved.

Madly urging the war horse, as the speed of the horse increased, Cherge's heart became more and more hot.

Haha, haha, it's really his luck to be in Cherg. Even the cavalry hedged, and the speed of the horse was not understood by everything. The commander of Ming Pig is really a chick.

Squeak, both hands pulled the two stone riding bows apart again, although the heart was already overjoyed, but Cherge's eyes became more and more cold.

The distance of the charge was enough, at least enough for Cherg to shoot three arrows. This is the most accurate first arrow, and he must find the most worthy prey.

With a cold look in his eyes, he searched incessantly, and Cherg carefully selected among the Ming troops in the array. He wanted to try to break the courage of the Ming army with a single blow.

"This well-armored Ming pig has a rough body, like a brave general. Shoot him down, Ming Pig will be terrified, right? Cherg muttered to himself as he galloped.

With a turn of his eyes, Cherge found a new choice: "This Ming pig's armor is finer than that one, and it is likely to be the chief general of the Ming army." Which one to choose? ”

I have to say that Cherge's vision is very poisonous, and the two people he chose among the troops were Man Gui, the chief general of the Ming army, and Liu Yingkun, the inner guard.

"Or shoot the brave general. Kill the brave general, even if the Ming pig is really the main general, he will definitely be frightened. ”

In the midst of the lightning, Cherge, who did not have a choice difficulty, quickly made a judgment based on past experience. The tip of his arrow finally pointed at Man Gui's rough figure.

Three more breaths.

Running away, staring at Man Gui tightly, Cherge whispered silently in his heart.

The high-speed galloping war horse was extremely bumpy, but no matter how the war horse bumped, Cherge's bowed arms were as immobile as molten iron.

It was about to be in range, and Cherg's deadly arrow was about to be fired. At this moment, the Ming army in the array suddenly began to urge the war horses.

Is Ming Pig going to charge?

A sneer tipped at the corner of Cherge's mouth. The tip of the arrow in his hand was fine-tuned, still firmly pointing at Man Gui.

The next moment

Mingzhu: What is this for?

Rao is battle-experienced, experienced, and hard-hearted, but at first glance, when he saw the strange actions of the Ming army that did not conform to the common sense of the battlefield, Cherge almost shook his hand and shot the bow and arrow in his hand.

No way, for the battlefield veteran Cherge, the Ming army's actions are too strange.

When it was time to charge, the Ming army did not charge. Now facing the enemy army that had charged at full speed, the Ming army, which was also a cavalry army, did not rely on the charge to counteract, but took the initiative to disperse to both wings.

Scattered to the wings, is Ming Zhu trying to escape?

Staring at the Ming army that actively dispersed, Cherge's brain began to fly.

Spread out to the flanks and abandon the middle of the road facing the enemy. Entangled the enemy with a weak center, and the others fled for their lives from both flanks. The Ming army wants to survive with a broken tail! These Ming Pigs, sure enough, are still Ming Pigs!

Based on past experience, Cherge, who felt that he had guessed the intentions of the Ming army, did not pay attention, and the dozen or so Ming troops fleeing in front of him had already taken the initiative to flee to both sides. As the tip of the rushing formation, he was completely exposed in front of the Ming army.

Ignoring the white flag light cavalry that charged, the Ming army resolutely dispersed quickly to the two wings, and even Man Gui also disappeared into the scattered Ming army. In the blink of an eye, Cherg had lost the opportunity to shoot Man Gui.

Without waiting for Cherge to adjust the target, the scattered Ming army in the middle, the sharp weapon of the Ming army's ambush, the flintlock pistol, was finally revealed.

In the middle of the Ming army, 20 musketeers with slightly different armor from the Ming army, these guards from the internal exercise army, with the latest flintlock pistols of the Ming Dynasty in their hands, lined up in a neat formation, facing the rushing white flag light horse.

In the dawn of dawn, a full 20 live flintlock pistols were ready to be fired, their black muzzles flashing with cold light, and all of them pointed to the cone tip of the white flag light horseman.

The flintlock pistols were about to fire their first shot on the main battlefield in Liaodong.