Puff~ The bayonet stabbed into the belly of the horse, and the manic war horse stood up under the pain, but the horse's hooves thrown out were suddenly stepped on, and the bloody horse's hooves instantly fell into the chest of the Liaozhen army who was knocked down.

The most iron-clad thing in life is the comrade-in-arms who fought hard together, in the angry roar, several bayonets stabbed out one after another, stabbing the crazy horse to the ground completely, there was no time to jump away and escape, and there was nowhere to escape, with a bang, the thigh of the knight of the Shunjun army was slammed against the reins of the horse, and in his painful howl, a blood-red Liao soldier's bayonet stabbed down, and suddenly ended his life.

In the end, it was still the strong soldiers of Liaozhen, who survived this sudden wave of blows, and once again gathered together the Liao soldiers relied on bayonets and flesh and blood to block tens of thousands of elite cavalry, and the rushing charge was like a huge wave hitting the reef on the shore, although it shattered some of the moss shells on the reef, but they also smashed it.

However, seeing that his cavalry began to decline and retreat, Li Zicheng not only did not get angry in a hurry, but showed a cruel pride, in front of his war horse, followed by the cavalry retreated, and countless Shun troops holding spears high filled the gap in the battlefield, and did not wait for the Hegang Corps to breathe, and the spear covering the sky crackled and stabbed in front of him.

This is the tactical three walls that Li Zicheng relied on to become famous! First the cavalry galloped, and then the spearmen stabbed like flying, relying on their own soldiers and generals, windmills took turns to fight you, Yuan Chonghuan's 80,000 Qin army fell apart in this impermeable attack without leaving a gap, and now it is the turn of the Liao army.

And the Shun army attacked, it is indeed where the Liao army is weak, the strength of the Chinese army is too weak, in order not to have a flaw, the help that the Shenyang left and right guard regiments on both sides can provide is only to shoot and kill some Shun troops from the flank, but this help is a drop in the bucket.

But in the end, it is also the elite soldiers who can withstand the bombardment of more than 100,000 elite Eight Banner Army of Huang Taiji, and the battle has started since about eight o'clock in the morning, which is the third round of enemy troops, that is, not falling behind.

The command knife that had been cut out of the gap slammed upwards from the dense spear on his head, and in a Shunjun's frightened eyes, Yuan Dabao stuck to him, his left hand wrapped around his neck collar, and when a knee hit his chest, the iron-clad leg armor made a crisp sound of bone breaking after contact, and then his left hand controlled the Shunjun who had softened the blood in his mouth as a shield, and Yuan Dabao's right hand slashed forward frantically.

The bayonet is not advantageous against the spear, after all, the length of the bayonet is shorter, but the front spear stabs the battle, the back is loaded and fired, and the Liao soldiers are really desperate to fight, some people even Ning Yuan took a few shots, but also picked up the spear array and rushed close to knock you down one or two, plus there was a madman general, engaged in the battle for an hour, and the corpses were almost piled up in front of the army A battlefield belt more than 30 meters long, again, the unsupportable right front army of the Shun army wailed and retreated back.

But at this time, Liu Zongmin, who lost face last time, had already been preparing for a long time like a mad dog that smelled blood, watching Li Shuangxi's troops retreat, he was a proud wolf howl, holding the big knife high, leaving no gap, and then Li Shuangxi's infantry slammed into the battlefield.

This time Yuan Dabao's good luck seemed to be exhausted, hugging the corpse with several spears pierced, he had just stabbed the knife into the stomach of another intruder, and suddenly, Xu Dazhuang, the deputy of the fourth regiment, shouted bitterly, and turned back in shock, and the cavalry of Liu Zongmin's department who charged in vain was less than a few meters away from him!

With a click, the knife pierced into the chest of the war horse that rushed to his side, even the best blade of the Dongjiang River could no longer bear this kung fu, and it broke violently, and the huge whirling force hit Yuan Dabao and flew out with a spin, this time he almost didn't break his skeleton apart, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and he just held up half of the war knife and struggled to stand up.

The next moment, a bowl-sized horse's hooves appeared in front of him, stained with blood.

"Ahhhhh!!hh

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Liu Zongmin's cavalry smashed on the body of the Hegang Corps like a heavy hammer, but the melee went on for another half an hour, and the seemingly thin spinning thread of the Liaozhen soldiers was still supported in the crumbling and dead, but from the beginning of the battle in the morning, the battle line of the Liao soldiers had been pressed back by five or six hundred meters, and the craters and the battlefield filled with the corpses of the two armies were abandoned step by step.

But this tenacity was also paid for huge casualties and sacrifices, the wounded on the line of fire were carried to the field hospital behind them like flowing water, and they were received into tents by men and women wearing white clothes and embroidered red gourds.

"Save our corps commander, please, save him!"

"Don't worry, we'll do our best to save him!"

A stretcher covered with blood was placed on the ground, several soldiers knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, and the panicked field nurses also dared to be busy and kept guaranteeing, so that the few soldiers who were also covered in blood were persuaded to return to the battlefield.

Seeing their backs one step at a time, the field nurse hurriedly carried the stretcher into the overcrowded tent, and after only two glances, the field doctor threw a cowhide band to the base of the leg and thigh where the wounded's bones were exposed, and then, the long saw soaked in alcohol was picked up by him, and the three people held down the unconscious wounded, the doctor was sweating profusely, but he pressed the saw down with both hands very steadily.

can wake up the unconscious person, how painful this amputation is, it is conceivable that a member of the Liao army generals who passed by this voice was concerned, and he suddenly turned over and dismounted, and he also hurriedly broke into the center of the field hospital.

decided the battle of the world, as the protagonist of one party, Mao Jue was in this field hospital.

Sitting quietly in an empty tent, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his ears were full of screams, wailings, and moans, and even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the miserable pressure was still like a mountain.

When I watched "The Count of Monte Cristo", the vengeful Edmond traveled for more than ten years, that is, watching one execution after another, exercising his heart to be extremely tenacious and numb, Mao Jue wants to become a big thing, a tenacious heart is indispensable, but borrowing this method, the mental torture of people is also extremely strong.

It's all up to you!

"King Liao!"

Suddenly, the tent was slammed open, and Mao Jue couldn't help but tremble. At the door, Liu Chong, who commanded the cavalry, and Hong Chengchou, the commander of the center-right army, actually arrived one after the other, and the two of them knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

"Please give the order to fight! The Hegang army has already topped more than 100,000 people for a morning, and if it doesn't fight back, the Hegang army will be finished!"

"Where is Sun Chuanting?"

"Back to the King of Liao! Here!"

Watching the two come in, Sakurahime, the personal guard of the guard at the door, also followed, listening to Mao Jue's question, she was holding an eyebrow pencil and drawing it with a dotted line on the map hanging in the tent, there were already five arcs in front, and the sixth more curved arc was added to the back.

However, there is still a small half of the long line drawn by Mao Jue himself with a red pen.

Looking at the sweaty eagerness of the two generals under his command, he wiped the beads of sweat on his head, but Mao Jue waved his hand lightly.

"In this case, go and ask Sun Chuanting if he needs reinforcements, if he does, this king will send troops now!"

"Herald!"

It's like being amnesty, Hong Chengchou shouted out in a hurry, for fear that if he was a second late, Mao Jue would change his mind.

At this time, the battle situation at the front line has really reached the time of crisis, the miserable screams, the crazy shouts of killing, the bloody spears of the Shun army can be seen clearly even standing at the command headquarters, Sun Chuanting has always looked at him with a gloomy face, these old opponents of the homeless people, this kung fu, the herald is panting and breaking in.

"General Army, the King of Liao is here to inquire! Do you need reinforcements? ”

In an instant, even the staff officers in the tent had their eyes shining, and they fell on the messenger with hope, but looking up at the battlefield, Sun Chuanting was stunned and didn't look back.

"Back to King Liao, you don't need it!"

"Obedience!"

As soon as the order kowtowed, again, the herald ran out of the tent, and the footsteps stopped, Sun Chuanting finally turned around and looked at the staff officers and subordinates with disappointed expressions on their faces.

"Keep working!"

At the other end, the field hospital.

Looking at the herald who ran back sweating profusely, Hong Chengchou's shouting of the troops was almost about to blurt out, but the words of the herald who knelt and shouted hurriedly made him stop abruptly.

"Back to the King of Liao, Lord Sun replied, don't need reinforcements!"

Again, Mao Jue closed his eyes, Hong Chengchou couldn't help but shake his head, and Liu Chong helplessly picked up a thumbs up.

"Hard bones!"

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From the morning to now, it has been a full four hours, Li Zicheng can be regarded as doing his best, and has dispatched 1890,000 elite troops, but until now he has not defeated a small position of 30,000 people, and the expression on his face has gradually changed from the initial smugness and cruelty, to impatience, and now full of anxiety.

The night battle is definitely the weakness of the army, the malnourished homeless people have too many night blindness, and now the army is withdrawn, this day, tens of thousands of casualties will be lost in vain, and the blow to morale is also unprecedented, looking at the head at this time is already in the waning west, full of anxiety, Li Zicheng finally shouted out the order that Mao Jue had been waiting for a long time.

"Order, the old battalion forward, the whole army assault! If you don't want to go down this Liao array, you will not withdraw your troops!"

(End of chapter)