There was an inexplicable thing in Geldan's eyes, the heavy rain was left along his ermine, inexplicable, this army was full of a different kind of majesty, quaint, vicissitudes, he had seen many armies but none of them gave him such a feeling, not their armor that seemed to have long been out of the times, or the strange weapons and equipment, bows and arrows, strong crossbows, and long ge? What kind of old-fashioned thing is this? Not a weapon? The inexplicable momentum that gave him did not have the general Ming army that relied on the bullet pressure of officers, or a box of silver in front of the battle to fight bravely, they only had silence, standing on the top of the mountain as if it were an eternal statue, the pressure, the mountain-like pressure was pressed.

Countless Mobei soldiers bypassed the phalanx of the guards from both sides, but the army formation that attacked the old guards from both sides was waiting for a group of Beifu soldiers, and a group of Mobei soldiers made a whining sound, but what they were waiting for was not the fear of this group of Ming army foot soldiers but silence, and the silent silence even made them feel that this was a sculpture, a sculpture that would not resist at all.

————The spear suddenly stabbed out, without any preparation of the spears in the first row, and under the command of Li Yi, he found that it seemed that this military formation did not need themselves too much, they did not need a general to command, they were a steel machine and shook their heads.

Geldan gritted his teeth, looked at the mountain, and said, "Guard! Guards! All on! Drop another ten thousand people and charge from the back mountain! Cavalry charges from the back hills! He snorted coldly! The front is already completely scorched, and if you hit it from behind, there may be unexpected consequences.

Stamped———— Li Yi followed the white curtain of the torrential rain and saw the movement of the cavalry of the northern part of the Geldan Desert, and a group of cavalry left the main cavalry formation of the black pressure from the flanks, and he said coldly, "Three thousand spearmen, turn behind you!" After he said this, three thousand spearmen naturally formed in the great array. Naturally, he turned behind him.

They mechanically arranged needles in the back, lined up in a neat phalanx, half-squatting on the ground, the spear in the front hand stabbed out, and the spear in the back was on their shoulders, like a hedgehog silently arranged here, Li Yi pulled out the long sword, the rain washed away the blood stains of the long sword, and the blood dripped down the rain.

He looked down silently, a group of cavalry quickly spared from the flank of the hillside, he shook his head, time is urgent, this group of defenders is not arranging cavalry defense at all, he looked at the mountain viciously and could vaguely see through the torrential rain that a person with a spear on the mountain is the general of the original defenders, those defenders were also disbanded by him, if a group of garbage collapses, it will affect their formation, and it is better to disband directly to bring confidence to the enemy.

The back mountain, where there are no antlers and trenches, attracted a group of Mobei cavalry, they are like black clouds and iron hooves galloping, and the rain splashes when they talk about water on the ground, they look at the mountain without antlers and ditches and laugh heartily, and begin to charge the cavalry towards the mountain.

The cavalry general at the head had a kind of ecstasy on his face, there was nothing to stop the cavalry on this gentle slope, the antlers, the trenches were all gone, only some nails were sprinkled on the ground, and he charged up the hill in ecstasy, and soon! Soon, you'll be able to take this place, haha.

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The torrential rain poured down, the water of the Xiaoling River has begun to rise, the river has turned dark red, the dark red river water looks particularly weird in the rainstorm more of a horror, as if it is lower than the Sanhe River, which makes people's hearts unspeakably depressed, the two armies stopped the battle, the Ming army pontoon bridge has been built, but no one has crossed the river at all, and the Qing army on the opposite side is all cowering, confrontation, silent confrontation.

Repression! A depressing atmosphere dispersed, Huang Taiji looked at the pouring rain, but said with a worry in his heart: "In this battle, the Ming army has lost the advantage of firearms, how can the surging Mobei wolf of Geerdan knock down that small mountain." The reason is so, but he still has a kind of worry, why is he worried? Because the opponent is the Qingzhou Army, this is always an unexpected army.

"Your Majesty, our spies in the camp have come to report that the Ming army initially transferred 11,000 Qingzhou troops to Beacon Mountain, and only his family sent troops to this place" Dolgon lost with a strange tone in his tone.

Huang Taiji doesn't understand, isn't his play good? Even his own son concealed the wrong signal to the hidden Ming army Dongchang spies, and at the same time prepared so much, the entire Ming army general system was fooled, why didn't Qin Xiaochuan believe it? He looked at Dolgon strangely, probably only he and Dolgon knew this secret at that time, could it be him, Huang Taiji shook his head, it is impossible that Dolgon never makes a mistake in the big right and wrong.

"There are many capable people under this Qin Xiaochuan, and it is not surprising that there are those who can perceive the first opportunity" Fan Wencheng Daohuang Taiji shook his head, and looked at the room of Eight Banners Baylor, who seemed to be celebrating the victory, his heart was inexplicably worried, and for some reason, he always felt that things would not be so simple.

"Don't worry, what's wrong with the eleven thousand elites? Firearms can't be used in this swollen weather, no matter how powerful they are, can we still lose if we fight one of the seven? Dolgon said with a smile, he didn't think that the Ming army could hold Beacon Mountain in such a battle, no matter how elite the Ming army was, relying on cold weapons to resist the charge of the Mobei cavalry alone? He does not feel that there is such an army in the world.

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"General Qin! Give it up! It's better to leave here early than anything else" Wu Sangui sighed and said Qin Xiaochuan's approach made a room full of people puzzled, he didn't continue to fight the Qing army as Hong Chengchou thought, taking advantage of the defeat with the Qing army in the past few days, and he didn't retreat like the Guan Ning army, as if the grain and grass in Beacon Mountain could really be defended?

"Humph! I said wait three days! If you want to go, I won't stop you, the Qingzhou Army will naturally cut off the queen to you personally, within three days, if anyone leaves, Hugh blames him for not having long eyes under the firearm" Xiaochuan said coldly and looked outside, Wu Sangui said, "General, if your firearms can be used, I believe you can defend Bijia Mountain, but cold weapons against the enemy, your soldiers want to fight seven Mobei cavalry alone!" How is this possible to win! ”

"Don't worry! They can hold Beacon Mountain" Xiao Chuan snorted and said, Wu Sangui said strangely, "We just need to wait for the defenders to go to Beacon Hill, and send a sentry to report the news after defeat."

"Nope! If they can't hold Beacon Hill, it can only mean that all these 11,000 people have died in battle, and not one of them will escape! At that time, if you can't wait for the defenders of Beacon Hill to report the news, if you can't see the sentinel who comes to report the news at Beacon Hill, you will know. Xiao Chuan said, with an inexplicable firmness in his eyes.

A room gasped, and all 11,000 people died! What a crazy way to play! If you can't hold it, no one will come back alive to report the news?