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Hou Xuanyan looked at the Qing soldiers in the distance, as if hell had torn open, and countless evil ghosts poured out of the slits.

On the flat land south of the Yangtze River, these people are like locust plagues, and they can't see the end at a glance. But these sturdy locusts do not plague the crops, but eat human flesh and drink human blood. Since entering the customs, there is not a single one of the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Eight Banners who has not killed the people. If Heaven has knowledge, he will chop them all to death, and ensure that unjust, false and wrongful cases will not exceed one hand.

Qin He held the handle of the knife nervously, ready to desperately escort Hou Xuanyan to escape at any time. Hou Xuanyan visually observed that the Qing soldiers who entered the firing range of the firearm were not enough to be fatal, and waited patiently slowly, once these cavalry rushed in front of him, his side must shoot them all, otherwise it would be dangerous. Before retreating into the woods, Hou Xuanyan asked the gunners of the artillery battalion to test the shooting distance, and estimated that it was bounded by a ravine on the outskirts of the city.

"The artillery is ready, and as soon as the cannon sounds, the gunners will give me a salvo."

Qin He was frightened, his voice was already a little trembling, and he asked urgently: "Commander, do you still want to fight?" ”

The number of Qing soldiers is too much, and even the commander of the personal guard, who has been by Hou Xuanyan's side, has already started to be cowardly. Although the whole army knew that his own two-way army was already on the way, but with only 20,000 people, it still made him a little flustered to resist such a clear army. Especially with Hou Xuanyan in his own battalion, once the army is defeated, the consequences are unimaginable.

Hou Xuanyan didn't expect that there would be so many Qing soldiers, but at this moment it is obviously not the time to retreat, once he escapes, he will become a living target. Especially when he crossed the river this time, they were all infantry, where could he escape the Eight Banners.

If there is a chance to escape at this moment, Hou Xuanyan will of course give an order to avoid danger and preserve his strength. But obviously there was no chance, Hou Xuanyan had to pretend to be calm, and chuckled: "My reinforcements are already on the way, and I have all the information about this Qing army, in order to wait for the reinforcements to arrive, and counterattack in one fell swoop." ”

When the generals next to them heard this, their faces were overjoyed, and sure enough, the Yue Guogong had no last resort, how could he be surrounded by the enemy. It turns out that this is all Guogong's clever plan, but he is still uneasy, looking at Guogong's bearing with his hands on his back, and his relaxed and freehand expression, it is obviously a big plan to sell the spring face, how can there be no believers. The soldiers and generals around Hou Xuanyan looked enthusiastic, as if the great military exploits were in front of him, and the emotions were contagious.

Hou Xuanyan stared into the distance, and saw that there were thousands of Qing soldiers who had entered the firing range, these people were cavalry, if they put too much, once the cannon sounded and the position was exposed, on the way they charged, the firecrackers could not shoot them, and it would be their nightmare after getting close. After all, it is impossible to form a formation in an ambush in the woods. Even if a phalanx is set up, there are so many Qing soldiers, it is still easy to encircle and annihilate yourself. After all, no matter how strong the formation is, in the face of absolute strength, it will be useless.

Riding on a horse, Zilharang had already lost his princely robe, wearing a light blue silk armor, and asked with a frown: "Those few wastes said that Hou Xuanyan was fierce and had the posture of the Northern Expedition, how did he get to Jiangpu and not see half a figure." ”

Subandai of the Mongolian Dorot Department led the Mongolian Eight Banners of the clan this time and followed Zilharang to the south. Hearing Zilharang's words, he bent down and said: "The Han people have always liked to exaggerate, and Zhang Dayuan lost the battle, so he bragged about the strength of Hou Xuanyan. In my opinion, the southerners are cowardly and incompetent, where do they have the courage to cross the river and fight our warriors. Knowing that our army was coming, he fled back to Jiangnan in disgrace. ”

Jierharang said in a deep voice: "Don't underestimate Hou Xuanyan, Li Shutai's bravery is famous in Manchuria, I once fought with him, he is like a hungry tiger coming down the mountain, which is terrifying." I heard that Li Shutai was cut off by Hou Xuanyan himself before the battle, even if the tiger was captured, not everyone would dare to step forward to mend the knife, such a person could not be a cowardly and fearful person. ”

Su Bandai looked down on the Han people from the bottom of his bones, and he was attached to the Ming Dynasty and led his people to live in Wulitai in Xingshan Mountain. Later, it was because he looked down on the Han people and felt that the Han people were cowardly and incompetent, so he led the whole clan to surrender to the Manchu Qing Dynasty. At that time, Emperor Taiji ordered Zilharang and Duoduo to lead 1,500 men to meet him. Liu Zhouzhi, the general soldier of Xingshan in the Ming Dynasty, camped along Xingshan City, and joined forces with the defenders of Jinzhou and Songshan to divide the troops into a wing formation of 7,000 wings to force the Manchurians. Jierharang's division entered the enemy's formation, disrupted the Ming army's formation and defeated the Ming army, and pursued to the city to break through two Ming army camps, and at the same time killed the Ming deputy general Yang Lunzhou and the general Li Dewei.

This battle strengthened Su Bandai's determination to abandon the Han and join the Manchurians, in his eyes the Han people were so weak that no amount of people could defeat the Manchurian warriors.

A trace of fear flashed in the heart of Hou Xuanyan in the distance, so many Qing soldiers, it is false to say that he is not afraid. But the matter has come to this point, fear is meaningless, as the commander of the three armies, if his subordinates see that he is afraid, then he will lose three points before he fights. Hou Xuanyan knew that the arrow method was not good, and the fire gun would not be used, so he simply sat on a tree stump, silently counted the number of steps in his heart, and when the time came, he calmly opened his eyes and said: "Fire!" ”

As soon as the roaring cannon sounded, the Qing soldiers in the distance were like a stone thrown into boiling water, and the number of Qing soldiers killed was extremely limited, but it exposed the location of the Northern Expeditionary Army.

Zilharang finally laughed with relief: "I said how come the monkey can't find it, it turned out to be running into the mountains, haha." Give it to me, capture Hou Xuanyan alive, and reward 10,000 taels of gold. ”

The blue flags rode up on horseback, as they had been hunting since childhood, and rushed towards the mountains in the shape of a crescent.

Archers and musketeers, who had been prepared for a long time, raised their guns and fired. Buckshot accompanied by bows and arrows was fired at the galloping cavalry, and simple work together played a huge role at the moment, and the Northern Expeditionary Army could shoot superimposedly, and the firepower had never been so dense.

Hou Xuanyan seemed to be able to hear the messy sound of horses' hooves, and the shouting mixed with Mongolian Manchu, and the hand holding the sword had lost his intuition.

Zilharang did not expect that the firepower of the Northern Expeditionary Army could repel the charge of this wave of cavalry, and in his opinion, although the firearm was easy to use, it was only suitable for relying on the strong to bully the weak. In the face of the bravery of the Manchurian warriors, once the firecrackers were close to their bodies, they were the prey to be slaughtered. Zilharang commanded the Qing soldiers behind him and continued to charge towards this small hill less than the height of the city wall, the dense woods obscured the scene behind the tongue of fire, and the charging Qing soldiers could not see how many men and horses their enemy had, so they could only rush forward.

The cavalry opened the way in front, enveloping the foot soldiers behind them, and finally rushed to the bottom of the mountain. The Manchurian Eight Banners, the cavalry combat power is actually quite average, and the foot soldiers are the real power. The cavalry of the Yehe tribe is powerful, but the Yehe tribe is more of Mongolian blood, and when he fought with Nurhachi in the dark, he once said, "The slave is afraid of me to ride, and I am afraid of the slave step." "The heavy infantry of the Eight Banners of Manchuria, ordinary swords and arrows could not penetrate their armor, their skin and flesh were as thick as wild boars, and they were invincible on the battlefield.

Of course, these heavy infantry can also fight on horseback, or they can dismount to attack fortifications. Most of the cavalry rushed down the mountain, and the dense woods were not conducive to fighting on horseback, so the Eight Banners dismounted one after another, and rushed with their swords. They had seen the Han people, and they were no longer facing tongues of fire and a rain of arrows, which was like seeing prey for them.

The firecrackers hurriedly retreated and shot at a higher place, and the sword and shield soldiers and pikemen next to them stepped up, and a leader with a blue flag cut off half of the head of a Northern Expeditionary Army, with a cruel smile on his face. He had already faced such a situation more than once, and in his experience, soon the Ming army would lose its combat effectiveness and become a massacre.

But this time, it was no longer the blank and helpless eyes and the Han people who were waiting to be slaughtered, and a spear pierced the neck of the war horse under his crotch, causing him to fall. A resolute-eyed Ming soldier, holding a shield in his hand, raised the steel knife in his other hand and slashed into the soft flesh of his neck.

It hurts, it hurts, it turns out that it's like being cut off by someone. At this moment, he remembered that after entering the customs, countless Han people who died under his sword, they had also endured such severe pain, but am I not a hunter... Why was the neck cut off by the prey.

No one answered him, and countless men and horses stepped on their corpses, fighting each other in the woods.

A deputy staff leader with a blue flag was brave, one person rushed into the formation and slashed several people, and soon rushed to Hou Xuanyan's side. Seeing that Hou Xuanyan was dressed in a general's uniform, and there were many personal guards around him, who must be big officials, and the general saw the hunting heart rushing towards him, Hou Xuanyan only felt a gust of wind blowing in his face, and his feet slipped and fell. The man didn't cut it off with a knife, and suddenly a man who was even more burly than him stood in front of him, and he was standing on a high place that was about to be as high as himself on a horse. Hu Bawan stretched out his hand, dragged the man off the horse, and stomped on the back of the heart with his foot. The Manchu generals are famous warriors in the clan, where have they seen such a Tai Sui, they simply bully themselves like chickens. Hu Bawan stepped on his back, kicked on the head, the tip of the boot hit the eyeball, and after kicking the head of the full general, he turned around and said: "Dashuai, this place is not safe, do you want to retreat to the top of the mountain." ”

Hou Xuanyan stood up and raised his voice: "The eldest husband is famous on the battlefield, the glory of the ancestors, and the shadow of the wife are today, kill me!" ”

Hu Bawan listened to the blood boiling, feeling that every word of the handsome man was in his heart, he shouted, his eyes were bloodshot and about to rush to the enemy camp, and suddenly felt a tightness behind him. The inexplicable Hu Bawan looked back and saw that his belt was tightly grasped by the handsome.

Hou Xuanyan grabbed his belt and cursed in a low voice: "You rush a fart, you are here to protect Lao Tzu." ”

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