I saw that among the 500 Eight Banners Iron Cavalry, the 400 cavalry, who could still move freely, were divided into two groups of men and horses, one left and one right, and rushed towards the two wings of the chariot.

While galloping on their horses, these Manchurian cavalrymen, who were equally skilled in archery and horsemanship, were already drawing their bows and arrows, preparing to fire arrows at the Ming soldiers hiding behind the chariot as soon as they rushed through the cover of this impregnable chariot.

But unexpectedly, in their eyes, the soldiers of the Ming army, who lost the cover of the chariot and would be like lambs to the slaughter, were also staring at themselves.

I saw that they had already raised the flintlock muskets in their hands in unison, aimed at the left and right wings, and had already pulled the trigger before the Eight Banners Cavalry Archers had raised their bows and arrows. The jet-black projectile in the muzzle of the gun was fired out quickly, and in an instant, it swept down forty or fifty Jurchen cavalrymen.

After such a stormy blow, the Eight Banners Elite Cavalry, which had been in order, suddenly became in disarray—the cavalry of the front team had already been killed by muskets, and the cavalry of the rear team had not been able to dodge the corpses of their comrades, and there was no way to seriously fire the arrows—so they barely shot the bows and arrows in their hands, causing only minor injuries to five or six Ming soldiers.

Dai Shan has always been the first soldier in battle, he was the first to lead the army to rush over, and was almost hit by a musket, he was already furious, gathered more than 300 elite soldiers who were still able to fight, and was just about to command the army to kill the rear wing of the Ming army, but saw that the opponent had turned the whole army around - the front team became the rear team, the rear wing became the forward, and he was ready to fight with himself.

It turned out that the 500 regiments of Ji Qingwen's department had the chariot as the backing, so they could naturally avoid the worries of the empty back of the formation, and they could confidently and boldly expose the gaps behind them.

And that generation of good people saw the strong shields, sharp wolf swords, bright and bright swords, and black muzzles in the hands of the Ming army, and saw that their faces all had resolute and confident expressions, and their eyes showed a murderous spirit of eagerness to fight.

Since the Battle of Salhu, he has followed the rich combat experience accumulated by Nurhachi during the southern and northern wars, and unmistakably told the Great Beldaishan that the Ming army in front of him under the banner of the word "Qi" is by no means the kind of weak army that is vulnerable to attack.

Just as Dai Shan was about to burst into his spirits and prepare to charge, the Han general who had just given Dai Shan an idea came up again and said something in Dai Shan's ear.

The more this generation of good people listened, the more solemn their faces became, and the more they listened, the more hesitant they became, and after weighing the two sides, they finally calculated this extremely important account for themselves - eliminating the five hundred Ming troops in front of them was just an outlet of evil anger in their chests; And the result is very likely to be a major casualty of the five hundred elite riders who are regarded as the treasure of their hearts!

This is unacceptable to Dai Shan, who has always contradicted Huang Taiji.

Therefore, Dai Shan thought about it carefully after thinking about it, and finally with a little unwillingness and resentment, he screamed in an incomprehensible Manchu language, and retreated to the northwest in person.

Chen Wenzhao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Dai Shan retreating, and said to Ji Qingwen: "My lord, only a few brothers of our army were injured in this confrontation with the elite of the Red Banner, so they beat the Jurchens and abandoned their armor. Pity...... It's a pity to let Dai Shan's guy escape, it seems that we will have a few bloody battles with him in the future! ”

Ji Qingwen's face sank, and he squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "I don't think so." ”

With that, he stretched out his hand and pulled Meng Hong, the sharpshooter in the army, and ordered: "Meng Hong, do you see the general in the red robe?" He is Dai Shan, you have the ability to kill him with one shot, and I will reward you with 10,000 taels of silver! Someone else beat him to death, it's the same bargaining chip! ”

Ten thousand taels!

With this 10,000 taels of silver, he can immediately retire from the army and return to his hometown to become a rich man.

Such a chip is worth trying out by sharpshooter Meng Hong. He took advantage of the fact that there was still a bullet in the musket in his hand that had not been fired, and he aimed carefully for a second, and finally pulled the trigger, and a bullet shot straight at Daishan's back.

This Meng Hong really has a deep shooting skill, although his bullet did not hit the vital point of Dai Shan's head, it also accurately hit him in the back.

Although Dai Shan, who was riding on the horse, was wearing heavy armor, the projectile hit the heavy armor with a huge impact, like a huge fist punching Dai Shan's back, causing the skilled Great Baylor to lose his balance on the horse and immediately fall from the horse.

Ji Qingwen shouted "Okay"!

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen more muskets fired at Dai Shan, who was lying on the ground—fired by a dozen other regimental trainers who also wanted a piece of the 100,000 taels of silver.

More than a dozen bullets fired from these dozen muskets suddenly raised more than a dozen pillars of smoke around Dai Shan—a gust of wind blew, and the raised sand and dust immediately covered Dai Shan, and it was impossible to see whether he was dead or alive.

Seeing this, Ji Qingwen hurriedly ordered Huang Degong: "Degong, you have fast legs, hurry up and arrest Dai Shan for me." ”

Huang Degong replied inexplicably at this critical time: "The owner, how much reward can you get for catching Dai Shan?" ”

Ji Qingwen was stunned when he heard this, raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, and scolded: "Is it time to talk about money?" If you let Dai Shan run away, none of you will get the reward! Don't give me a quick go! ”

Huang Degong's brain is as straight as the iron rod in his hand, although he didn't figure out the logical relationship in Ji Qingwen's words, he also knew that if he hesitated again, he would have to be beaten and scolded.

So Huang Degong shouted, lifted his special iron rod, took a big stride and galloped away in the direction of Dai Shan's dismount.

Chen Wenzhao saw that Huang Degong stepped forward single-handedly, for fear that something would happen to him, so he hurriedly ordered a dozen or so high-level martial arts group exercises, and stepped forward to fight with a shield and a sword.

When the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners saw Da Baylor fall off their horses, they also hurriedly turned their horses' heads and came to rob people.

Helplessly, no matter how fast the two-legged man ran, he couldn't catch up with the four-legged horse - Huang Degong hurried and hurried, and was about to run to Dai Shan, the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners had already arrived, and one of them did not get off the horse to help, but leaned down directly on the horse's back, took off the reins with both hands, lifted the half-dead Dai Shan in his hands and carried it on his back, and then turned the horse's head again, and under the cover of a piece of smoke and dust, he galloped towards the northwest.

This person is burly, but his body is extremely vigorous and flexible, so that Ji Qingwen can't help but exclaim after the battle: "Good! This man is a good horseman! After this battle is triumphed, I will also buy hundreds of war horses and train an elite cavalry! ”

Chen Wenzhao on the side said: "Fighting with the Jurchens, you can't do it without reliable cavalry. But if you want to train that person's riding skills, it is not easy to ......."

"What do you mean by that?" Ji Qingwen asked hurriedly.

Chen Wenzhao said: "If the last general did not admit his mistake, this person's name is Aobai, known as the first warrior in Manchuria, and his hands are stained with the blood of many of my Ming soldiers. He used to be a general under the Yellow Banner, and somehow now he will serve under the Red and Red Flag Banner Lords Dai Shan......"

"Aobai, ......" Ji Qingwen admired softly.

He didn't have time to think about it, but he saw Huang Degong walking over dejectedly, with twelve points of disappointment, and muttered: "It's a pity, it's a step too late, otherwise this 10,000 taels of silver would be mine......"

Ji Qingwen also had a little regret in his heart, it could be seen that there were more than 100 Manchurian cavalrymen who were killed and wounded by himself lying around, and suddenly realized that the regimental training under his command had won the first battle in the first battle with the Jurchens, and he suddenly became happy again, and said to Huang Degong with a smile: "Then you can't complain about me." ”

He raised his voice again: "Everyone fought a beautiful battle today, although they didn't catch Dai Shan...... But it's also flawed. It doesn't matter, let's clean up the battlefield, let's go back to Tongzhou City for a full meal first, and I'll take 10,000 taels of silver out to reward everyone for meritorious deeds! ”

When the regimental trainers heard such a promise, they couldn't help but cheer in unison.

Only Chen Wenzhao knew that the war had just begun, and it was not time to celebrate, so he coldly ordered: "What are you yelling about? The enemy army is nearby, so I have to prevent them from killing a horse pistol, and don't give me a guard on the spot, and quickly clean up the battlefield! ”

Chen Wenzhao was strict in governing the army to a strict degree, and the trainees of the 500th Regiment were more frightened when they saw him than when they saw Ji Qingwen.