"They can't stand it!" , Arigun yelled to cheer up his subordinates, but it was true, under the attack of the Qing army's neat formation, the exchange ratio between the two sides was gradually opened, and often the warriors of the tribe had to pay the price of three of their own people for every name they received from the Qing army; As the battle dragged on, the courage in their hearts was slowly eroded by the cruel reality, and the Qing army did not collapse as they imagined, not only stubbornly withstood their first wave of offensive, but now tried to counterattack.

Why didn't the green feather yellow shirt come yet, Amit used the long knife in his hand to block the spear stabbed from the opposite side, and the continuous battle consumed a lot of his physical strength, the long knife almost came out of his hand, and seeing that he was about to fall in the enemy's next attack, he not only had a sense of resentment in his heart.

"Leader Mu Zhuolun, let these children see that they are still tender on the battlefield!" Just when Amit was about to die, a white-haired old man rushed into the Qing army's formation, skillfully avoiding the attack of the Qing army, the scimitar in his hand crossed a mysterious arc, swept the neck of the Qing army on the opposite side, and the Qing army warrior who couldn't solve it with all his efforts just now died so easily under the old man's knife.

"Grandpa, why are you here too?" , Amit shouted.

"Fighting is not just about strength, you boys have to learn more from us!" As he spoke, the old man raised his long knife and was about to knock off the mace that was smashed from the opposite side, but unfortunately he forgot that he was over sixty years old this year, and the strength to put down a bison alone when he was young had already left him, and the long knife was mercilessly knocked away, and the mace smashed his head.

"Grandpa!" With a cry of sorrow, Amit slashed forward at his grandfather's killer, and the Qing army was cut off before he could come out of the joy of receiving a head.

The old, weak, sick and disabled coalition led by Mu Zhuolun gave a shot in the arm to the already exhausted tribal warriors, and the morale that had already begun to decline was raised again, and the formation of the Qing army became chaotic.

"It's just a death throes!" , Fude's eyes flashed with excitement, since the enemy's army is old, weak, sick and disabled, then as long as he withstands this wave of offsets, the merit of completely annihilating the rebellion and recovering Yarkand City will be in his own hands; The Qing Dynasty has always had the most important military exploits, and with such victories, it seems that I, Guerjia-Fude, can also be called a count; Stretched out his hand and pulled his own soldiers and shouted, "Let the five hundred men guarding the rear also come up, the enemy army has no more troops!" ”

"Honorable Order!" , The pro-soldiers waved the order flag and squeezed from the gap to the rear, and the addition of five hundred fresh troops made the balance of victory once again tilt in favor of the Qing army, after all, the men and horses led by Mu Zhuolun were not as good as the young soldiers, and they lost more than half of them in just three formations, and the morale that was aroused just now became low again.

"All the enemy troops have been sent out, and our men are almost overwhelmed!" , A cavalry captain ran to Huo Qingtong and shouted.

"No, the enemy's horses are not tired yet." Huo Qingtong's tears had already dried up, and he said coldly, the cavalry captain looked at her viciously for a long time before leaving with hatred.

The moon slowly set on the mountain to the west, the sun showed half of its face from the horizon, and the battle had been going on all night, the shouts of both sides had become hoarse, and the water of the Heishui River next to it had already turned red.

"It's almost time!" , Fude and Huo Qingtong had the same thought in their hearts, Fude swung his knife again and slashed at Huo Ayi on the opposite side, this guy was not lightly injured, and he would definitely be able to take off his head this time; With a loud bang, the long knife in Hoayi's hand was knocked into the sky, and Fude was about to turn around and rush to Hoayi again as soon as he pulled the reins with his left hand, and he showed a hideous smile when he saw that the great work was about to arrive, but at this time he heard a wail from Herod, and the BMW under his crotch collapsed to the ground.

Oops! Fude, who was skilled in equestrian skills, pulled his foot out of the stirrup and rolled on the ground before landing to avoid the danger of being crushed by the horse, and when he stood up, an ominous omen suddenly surged in his heart, and sure enough, the horses of the Qing army fell one after another.

"This is the time!" , Huo Qingtong drew his long sword from his waist, "God bless, rush with me!" The last group of cavalry of Mu Zhuolun's division was thrown into the battlefield, which changed the situation on the battlefield in an instant, and the other warriors who were about to go crazy had already vented their anger that had accumulated all night on the Qing army.

This group of cavalry easily tore the Qing army's formation in half like a hot knife cutting butter, and went straight to Fude's Chinese army, and the deputy commander Oboshi, the guard Ma Yu, the leader of the team Dou Bin, and the chief manager Duan Jibu died one after another.

How can they still have troops? Fude was stunned as if he had been poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, when it was so dangerous just now, they would rather send the old, weak, sick and disabled to death than come out, when did the traitor become so ruthless?

"General, let's go!" , the soldiers rushed to him and jumped off the horse to push him on the horse, "The rebel is strong, our army can't withstand it!" Lord Aligon was trying to gather his troops and withdraw. ”

"Fude, come to life!" , A woman in a yellow shirt rushed over with a long sword, and the Qing troops on both sides of the sword continued to fall, and there was no one under her command.

"General! Let's go! Several pro-soldiers pushed him onto the horse, and then rushed towards Huo Qingtong.

How so? Fude was stunned for a long time on the horse before he came to his senses, this kung fu his own soldiers had already been killed and wounded, seeing that Huo Qingtong was about to rush over, Fude was devastated, pulled out his horse and fled.

Fude's behavior was like a fuse that detonated the fear of the Qing army, and the brigade of people rushed to flee for their lives, and Huo Qingtong led people to chase and kill along the road; However, Aligon's behavior of gathering the team just now still retained a trace of vitality for the Qing army, and the eight hundred people under his command were in the rear of the Qing army just now, and they still had some physical strength, desperately stopping Huo Qingtong and covering the retreat of the Qing army under Fude.

The two sides confronted each other for a moment and then slowly retreated, neither of them had the strength to fight; Fude and Arigun guarded against the attack of Mu Zhuolun's tribe all the way, and fled back to the city of Leining in disarray, and when they went, there were still 4,300 people, only 1,500 people could follow them back to the city, and nearly 3,000 people stayed on the banks of the Heishui River forever.

And Mu Zhuolun's side lost nearly six thousand, and most of the tribe's young and strong people died here, if they want to recover their strength, they have to ten years, and this battle can be described as a defeat for both sides.

"Chief helmsman! I caught a Tartar officer! Yang Cheng Xiexing rushed in with a person.

"Ahh , Fucha Mingrui let out an incredible exclamation when he saw Chen Jialuo. This is better to count as 500 to collect, and the results are dismal and ask for collection, and continue to add more to 1,000.