One hundred and fifty yellow flag vests all rushed into the left flank army formation, followed by a large number of yellow flag armor soldiers and archers, and dozens of blue flag remnants were also mixed in.

They attacked the left flank of the Xin'an Army, the two banners combined with about 500 people, the two-layer shield cart pushed to more than 20 steps, more than 100 casualties, but there were still more than 400, at this time they all howled and followed, and even some of them were holding weapons, and they also wanted to make meritorious service and carry the flag.

The Tartars, led by their vests, broke into the military formation and rampage, and the second class army on this side resisted stubbornly, but the fire guns did not fire in a volley, so they appeared fragmented and weak. The spears lost their array, and they were rushed close by their cold soldiers, and they were also slaughtered one-sidedly.

After all, the Xin'an Army has been an army for a short time, and it is good to fight in formation, and if it fights alone, it is not the opponent of the elite soldiers on the opposite side.

In particular, Yang Tianfu, Yang Zuwen and others were killed, a large number of deputy generals and reserve generals were injured and killed, the left wing lost its command, and the military formation became even more chaotic. More than 500 fierce Tartars attacked under black pressure, and they were beaten and retreated.

At this moment, there was a shout of killing, the cold light of the armor shone dazzlingly in the sun, and a large number of soldiers rushed in formation, all of them were wearing iron armor and iron armor, the armor was no different from the sentry armor, it was neat and neat, easy to tear and kill, but they were wearing red cloaks.

They formed 24 squads, each squad of 12 people, the front three were the captain and the two captains, all holding round shields, carrying goose wing knives, carrying bags of 10,000 enemies, and carrying four new 10,000 enemies weighing two catties on both sides.

The last two palladium boring and four spearmen followed, and two winged tiger hammers and one big stick hand followed, spreading out a huge front, but it was Zhang Zhujing's sharp soldiers who arrived.

They were far away, and they couldn't help but say that seventy-two black ten thousand enemies were thrown into the Tartar crowd, whether they were horsemen or ordinary armor-armored archers.

There was an exclamation, and then there was a "boom, boom", a large amount of fire and smoke rose up, scarlet blood and flesh splattered, and a large number of weapons and armor wreckage exploded. The violent explosion made the Tartars scream and cry wolves.

Dressed in heavy armor and brave combat skills, he could not resist the power of ten thousand enemies, and groups of fierce Tartars were killed and blown over. Each 10,000-strong enemy exploded, followed by dozens of iron bullets shooting fiercely, the surrounding blood mist was rising, snow chips were flying, and I don't know how many Tartars were hit by the flying bullets, and the posture was weirdly tumbling to the ground.

Seventy-two thousand enemies threw themselves down, and in an instant, the queue of tartars with yellow flags rushed in dense numbers was much looser, and the ground was covered with bloody corpses, and the wounded rolled on the ground and wailed hoarsely, and the smoke of gunpowder mixed with the smell of bloody burning, which was really pungent.

But this was not over, a group of mandarin duck array soldiers crouching on the ground, the captain and the captain of the twenty-four squads, lit the fuse again, and the ten thousand enemies "Zizi" braved the chilling sparks, and another seventy-two, and threw them into the remaining Tartar crowd.

In particular, in order to prevent their own people from being blown up, they tried to throw them wherever there were many Tartars, and even threw them far behind the Tartar crowd.

Will it be okay to hide safely behind in the future? Another 72,000 enemies were thrown behind their heads and faces, and there was a loud "boom, boom" again.

The smoke of gunpowder exploded like the end of the world, and the screams were earth-shattering, whether you were a strong vest soldier, a fierce armored archer, or a weak clothed minions, all the enemies treated them equally, blowing them into stumps, blowing them into minced meat, and blowing them into scarlet blood balls, which were scattered on this land that did not belong to them.

More than 500 Tatars with yellow flags and blue flags cried wolf, and they instantly ate 144 sharp and fierce 10,000-strong enemy bombs, killing and wounding a mess, and the corpses of men and horses were covered with broken flesh and blood, and the remnants of snow mixed with blood and water and stumps turned into reddish-brown and dark things.

For the rest of their lives, there were some vests or armor soldiers who rushed to the front, and they chased and killed the remnants of the army that hit the left flank, and the enemy and the enemy mixed together, and in order to prevent their own people from being bombed, the 10,000 enemies only threw themselves at the Tartars behind them.

At this time, these people roared fiercely, leaving behind the remnants of the soldiers, or riding horses, or rushing quickly with weapons. They knew that they couldn't hesitate, otherwise they would be killed by 10,000 enemies, and only by rushing to meet the troops in a short distance would they have a glimmer of life, and even continue to rush away from the reinforcements in front of them.

"Meet the enemy!" Zhang Chujing and the three hundred generals, as well as the twelve people including the guard standard-bearer, saw a large group of Tartars rushing frantically, and immediately shouted orders.

"Kill!" All the sharp soldiers roared in unison, and launched a mandarin duck formation to meet the battle, and immediately the sound of weapons clashing, sandwiched between the sound of firearms, screams, and neighing horses, the battle was tragic and cruel.

A mandarin duck formation team met the enemy, and the whole team was full of strong and bold men, and the thirty-pound sharp soldier armor was draped on everyone's body. In front of them, several Tartar Vests were roaring and rushing. The hooves roared, and at the forefront of them was a horseman with a tiger spear.

This vest roared angrily, baring Sensen's teeth, the tiger gun in his hand was pointed directly, the blade was crimson, and blood was still dripping from the blade, and he didn't know how many people he killed after breaking the formation. His face was contorted, and it was full of that cruel and blood-devouring fury look.

He rushed over, his horses soaring, trampling the remnants of snow, unstoppable!

The winged tiger on the left flashed out, and with a loud "bang" sound, and in the smoke of firelight, the war horse in this vest was hit by a fierce bullet.

A large stream of blood spurted out, and the war horse neighed and flew out, and the vest on the horse's back also flew out heavily, and fell heavily to the ground, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.

The winged tiger hurried back to the original ranks, and several flying axes and iron bones were thrown in front of him, smashing on the iron-inlaid round shields of the captain and the two captains, and the gold and iron resonated, shaking the arms of the three of them a little numb.

The captain scolded angrily: "Hanging house, fire gun! ”

They are all from Xuzhou, and they are people from the same village in Zhang Dan Village, they are familiar with each other, cooperate tacitly, and immediately the winged tiger on the right flashed out.

A Tartar vest had rushed to the front, with a heavy shield in his left hand and a heavy goose-winged knife in his right hand, he flexibly covered his vital chest, and with a sharp jump, he was about to crash into the middle of the line with a shield.

The Winged Tiger opened a blow at him, and the thick smoke exploded, the blood mist rose, the vest and shield broke, and a large gurgling and bleeding hole was also broken in the right chest, which was empty, and rolled backwards.

The winged tiger gunner also hurried back to the original ranks, and at this time several Tartars rushed in, with infantry armor and vests, long soldiers and short soldiers.

A foot armor with a short axe shield rushed to the left of the team, and the palladium boring hand and the two spearmen on this side immediately stepped forward, boring the palladium spear, and stabbed him in the upper, middle and lower three ways, especially the parts that the tartar shield could not cover. The commander followed with a goose wing knife to prevent the long soldiers from using the old rescue.

This step armor is quite brave, but in the face of the upper, middle and lower three long soldiers, he is still in a hurry, the short axe was almost bored and palladium several times, and his right arm was rubbed with blood by sharp thorns. He was also pierced by a sharp spear in his right rib, and the inside of his cotton armor was wet, bitter and damp.

This step armor howled suddenly, and the ferocity was furious, and the shield swung vigorously to slam away the boring palladium and the spear, and quickly approached the shield against it, and was about to hack the boring palladium hand in front of him to death.

Suddenly a figure rolled to the ground, but it was Wu Chang, he slashed the goose wing knife in his hand, and the yellow flag foot armor screamed miserably, his left calf was cut off by the sharp goose wing knife, and he fell to the ground in one fell to the ground, and the blood gushed like a fountain.

The palladium boring hand and the two spearmen took the opportunity to step forward and stab fiercely, and the boring palladium spears in their hands were all pierced in the throat of the tartar's heart, and the blood mist was rising, and he could no longer move.

And on the right, a Tartar vest jumped high with a tiger spear and poked down, and the spear was so heavy that it was about to stab the captain from the chest with a big hole.

The captain hurriedly raised his card, and in the sound of violent friction, the head of the spear was high above his shield, provoking some flying helmets.

The palladium boring hand and the two spearmen stabbed at the back, this horse armor tiger gun is old, but he is also a hundred battle elite soldiers, his legs are like springs, and he jumped backwards at once, and Miaozhi avoided a boring palladium, the fierce stabbing of two spears.

The figure flickered, and Wu Chang followed closely with a shield, and the goose wing knife in his hand slashed and slashed, and in an instant, he slashed the yellow flag vest several times.

The tartar was dressed in double armor, and was still cut into a blur of flesh by the heavy goose-winged knife, especially with several deep wounds on his right arm and right chest.

The vest roared angrily and parried desperately, but the palladium boring hand and the two spearmen followed the captain, and the spear boring palladium continued to stab, and the armor had to continue to retreat.

He was extremely aggrieved, roaring again and again, and deeply felt that a good man was invincible with four hands, and the evil tiger could not be defeated by a pack of wolves.

He has a face full of flesh, and there are a few wounds on his cheeks, and he is obviously a warrior of a hundred battles, but in the face of the opponent's battle array, the same ironclad elite soldiers, and the length and shortness are compatible, the long soldiers save the short soldiers, and the long soldiers use the old and short soldiers to save him, but he feels that he has no power to fight back.

Suddenly, he jumped backwards again, keeping a safe distance, and he stabbed hard from the left, intending to stab the captain's ass, and the palladium man and two spearmen stepped forward, the palladium hand blocked, and the spearman stabbed violently.

The sharp spear swallowed, and suddenly the tartar hissed, and his right cheek was carried by a spear, and a large piece of bloody flesh was gone, and then a spear stabbed him in the waist and eye, and the vest trembled instantly, and it seemed that his whole body had no strength all of a sudden.

The figure flashed, Wu Chang swept forward, and slashed down with a knife, slashing heavily on the neck of this vest, and the blood rain sprayed, and the head of this vest flew out heavily.

On the left, two more Tartars rushed in, one long and one short, and the Winged Tiger on this side knocked over the Tartar waistcoat with a sword and shield, but the other waistcoat with a spear had stabbed Wu Commander to the right side, intending to injure his right hand holding the knife.

Captain Wu leaned back, and the spear of the vest slipped out of his shield with a piercing grinding sound.

Wu Chang stood up, the goose wing knife in his hand slashed hard, the spear stabbed by this vest was only a club, and the back boring palladium hand and two spearmen stabbed fiercely, the vest retreated again and again, left and right, suddenly he screamed, a spear was stabbed on the left shoulder, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

A figure rolled in, but it was the captain, and with a fierce slash, it slashed at his right calf, and the tartar fell to the ground with a loud scream.

Another figure struck, but it was the captain, the heavy goose-winged knife slashing and slashing at him, and the palladium man and the two spearmen also stepped forward and stabbed him.

The rain of blood sprayed, constantly splashing on everyone's faces, armor, making them bloody, and the yellow flag tartar in front of them roared and struggled, until the whole body was stabbed into blood, and the intestines of the white flowers flowed all over the ground.

……

Zhang Zhujing's sharp soldiers fought the two banner vests and infantry armor that charged and retreated, they were all in fine armor, outstanding protection, and reasonable troops, clever cooperation, winged tiger guns fought far away, many enemies did not rush to the front, they were knocked to the ground by their firearms.

They are agile and easy to dodge, and with shields in front of them, javelins and axes thrown by the enemy, arrows and nothing can be easily obscured. When they shoot a bullet, the enemy often can't dodge it.

They cooperate as a whole, have a clear division of labor, support each other, and cover each other, but the enemy on the opposite side often fights alone, fighting more and less, and bullying the widows with the crowd.

At that time, the Qi family army beheaded tens of thousands, but their own casualties were less than 100 people, and the individual fighting ability they faced was not inferior to that of the Tartars, but the difference was only the armor of the war horse and the corresponding tactics.

Although the Yang Herui army did not have the battlefield fighting ability of the Qi family army back then, its iron armor, strong 10,000 enemies and winged tiger guns skillfully made up for this gap.

More than 500 Tartars who broke through the formation ate 144 sharp and fierce 10,000 enemies in an instant, and the casualties were unknown, and then the remnants of the infantry armor and waistcoat were frustrated in front of the powerful Mandarin Duck Array, and the more they fought, the more frightened they became, and the more they fought, the more they fought, the more they had no sharp spirit, and many people showed fear in their eyes for the first time.

On the front, Minister Yang's long contradiction array defeated the enemy in front of him one after another, and their bombardiers kept throwing 10,000 enemies at the rear, causing the Tartar ghosts over there to cry wolf.

The winged tiger also slammed at close range, and the tartars that rushed madly were knocked to the ground one after another, and those who were lucky enough to rush in front of them had to face a jungle of spears, a row on the front, a row of thorns on their heads, and they swallowed their spears, like blood-devouring beasts.

The armor soldiers were human beings, not gods, and they might have dodged one or two spears, but they couldn't dodge three, four, or even five or six spears stabbing from different directions. Even if they dodged the stabbing of the spear, there was a strong shield hand in front of them, holding a large knife to chop and slash at them.

There was a brave Pashku rushed to the front, was stabbed by several spears and was bloody, to the front of the shield array, it was really undecided, and then two shield soldiers seized the opportunity, one slashed at him desperately, and the other stabbed him desperately with a goose wing knife.

The shku howled, unable to bear it, and a large canopy of blood spilled from his body, landing on the iron masks, armor, and cloaks of the opposing shield soldiers.

They were no longer able to attack, and the remnants trembled and hesitated, and many even crawled back with blank faces.

Looking at them, Minister Yang had a smile on his face, his face sank, and he shouted, "Gun hand forward!" ”

The two rows of gunners behind the long contradiction formation hurriedly crossed the spearmen and shield men in front of them, and rushed to the front of the large array, and the fire guns in their hands were aimed at the numb enemy in front of them.

"Shoot!" There was a bang, and the hoarse Tartars screamed.

"Shoot!" The second row of gunners crossed the front row and pulled the plate machine on the Tartar in front of them, the sound of the guns was deafening, and the screams were earth-shattering.

"Long contradiction array, like a wall!" Minister Yang roared.

The shield-bearers and spearmen stepped forward again, protecting the gunners behind, and they formed a shield wall, and the spears poked out in two rows, forming a formation and advancing with spears.

"Roar-roar-roar-" They roared rhythmically, contradictions combined, dense square shields lined up in a straight line, and the spears that poked out were like two rows of cold fangs, and they marched in order, with a fierce momentum, and no one could stop them!

……

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and nearly 100 horsemen of the Ming army rode over again, and as soon as Ming Andali struggled to get up, more than a dozen spears were projected fiercely.

Ming Andali was already pierced by two spears in his right shoulder, he fell off his horse, staggered and struggled to get up, where could he dodge the dozen spears that covered a very wide area?

The sound of the sharp weapon piercing through his body continued, and the blood mist continued to rise from Ming Andali's body, and spears shot through his body, and the sharp and bloody spearheads leaked out from behind his armor.

Ming Andali fell to the ground suddenly, blood spurted from his mouth, and he tried his best to turn his head to look at E Shuo, and he didn't understand in his heart, why?

On the ninth day of December in the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, the Eight Banners of Mongolia Zhengbai Banner Jialazhang Jingming Andali was killed on the spot by the Xin'an army.

Ming Andali has made many meritorious contributions, and has fought against Luoshan with Bai Guangen, Zhang Dengke, etc., and fought against Fan Zhiwan, the governor of the Ming Dynasty, with Baya Laqizhang Jingyubai, and later promoted the Ministry of Rites to participate in politics, the military department waiter, etc., and the Mongolian Melle Ezhen.

But here, he was hit by seven or eight spears, and died silently on the snow on the bank of the Shu River.

Not far from him, on the snow there was a corpse with a yellow flag vest of different shapes, especially on the snow not far from his corpse, the overseer's yellow flag Niu Lu Zhangjing's whole body was like a hedgehog, full of sharp spears that came out of his body.

A sharp hook and sickle was inserted into his heart, and the tip of the spear did not reach the hook and sickle.

The armor around Niu Lu Zhangjing's mouth was full of blood gushing out, and his eyes were wide open, obviously dead.

His eyes were full of incredulity, and he didn't dare to understand, why didn't Zhengbai Banner Baya Lazhang Jing Eshuo come to save himself, why?

……

Yang He's gaze was withdrawn from the left flank, with some sorrow and relief, he looked at all directions, his heart beat rapidly, he felt that not only victory was in sight, but also the hope of a heavy defeat to the enemy.

Zhang Chugong beside him also saw that the frontal army formation had been defeated by the Tartars, the left flank was defeated only on the first line, and on the right flank, there were no enemy thieves who were no longer contained, and the cavalry of the Xin'an Army could even contain the Bayala elite cavalry that entangled them.

He hurriedly said: "Xianggong, it's the right time!" ”

Yang Heping was a little excited, and ordered: "Pass the order, let Lin Guangguan of the Ninth General go out of the city to respond, and the assault team will reinforce the left flank." The grenadiers assaulted from the right flank, and the two general first-class armies followed up and outflanked! ”

He clenched his fists and said fiercely, "Surround them!" ”

……

"Why, Lord Eshuo?"

Fifty elite horsemen of Manchuria are standing with white flags, dressed in silver sparkling heavy armor, and the armor pieces are all made of iron, overlapping like scales, riding on horses like iron men. Behind everyone there is also a flame flag that is as sharp as fire, and the flag dances, which is the sound of hunting in the cold wind.

They all carried tiger spears or eight-banner spears in their hands, all of them were fierce and burly, full of bloody and murderous aura. The horses under the crotch were also strong, so that they could carry their heavy bodies, and the weight of the armor was as high as more than seventy pounds.

They silently watched as the yellow flag vests were besieged and died, and Ming Andali and others died one by one.

But a Bayala finally couldn't help but ask Eshuo beside him, and the Bayala in the team didn't understand, only the same heavy armor, the helmet carved otter tail, and the two-foot flying tiger fox tail flag behind the back of the Gebush Xian Battalion soldier Colkun was silent.

"Why?" E Shuo looked at the surrounding situation, and suddenly burst out with a creepy sneer, "Because Chen Tai has been defeated, he was defeated by the Nanban in front of him!" Look at the left flank and the front, how many warriors died? What is the death of another Jiala Zhangjing and Niu Lu Zhangjing? ”

He said with pity: "When I go back, I will be punished." To avoid blame, the only way to do this is to make great contributions, turn the tide, and eliminate hidden dangers for the Qing Dynasty! ”

He pointed with his hand and pointed directly at the side of the Yang River Central Army: "Only by cutting the generals and capturing the flag, it is a great achievement to take the head of the enemy's chieftain!" ”

He sneered: "Entangled with the pawns is just a waste of combat power, Ming Andali died well, drag them a lot of fine horses, we will take the Chinese army directly, cut off the head of Yang Lian, kill!" ”

He could see clearly that the right flank of the Ming army moved, but the large array moved slowly and did not pay attention to the value. And on the right flank, it seems that some stragglers rushed up in twos and threes, and I don't know what Mr. Yang Lian thinks, the stragglers without an array rushed to the front, isn't this a move?

It also happened that they broke away from these stragglers, causing chaos, and making it difficult for the remaining hundred cavalry Ming troops to intercept the flank attacks. They rushed straight down, rushed into their Chinese army, beheaded the generals and captured the flag, turned the tide, and eliminated hidden dangers for the Qing Dynasty!

As soon as E Shuo lifted the reins, "Oh the law-" The front hooves of the war horse under his crotch were raised high, and then the roaring horse took the lead, carrying the tiger gun, and rushed out.

Colquin rushed out for the second time, and quickly walked side by side with Eshuo, also carrying a tiger gun in his hand, and his cold eyes flashed with eagerness.

Like E Shuo, he doesn't care how many people died in this battle, then Yang Lian is the future opponent of the Qing Dynasty, as long as he can cut off the head of Yang Lian, all the blood shed by the warriors is worth it.

The rest of the horses rushed out like Bayara, and their iron hooves roared, and soon with Eshuo and Kolkin as the core, they formed a sharp arrow formation.

They galloped on horseback, tiger spears and spears were locked around their waists, and the men and horses were unstoppable, and they rushed towards the large array of Chinese troops in Yanghe.

Their iron hooves trampled on the snowflakes, the sound of hooves was like thunder, they were all full of confidence, iron hooves were invincible, no one could stop their steps!

Outside the battlefield, Qian Sanniang stood solemnly on a hundred horses, watching the yellow flag tartars killed one by one by Liu Zhiqing, Pei Pochuan, Ling Zhanyun and others, but those white armors still did not move.

Zhengjue was strange, and suddenly Uncle Wan shouted: "Those white-armored soldiers went to the Chinese army." ”

Qian Sanniang looked at it in shock, and then said happily: "They rushed towards the heroes of the grenadier team, and they didn't know what to think, when they were blown up, we will attack on the side!" ”