The soldier with the blue flag on the opposite side, he was emaciated, his rough face was full of ravines, there was a hint of fear in his eyes, and his blue heavy armor had long since turned bloody, he looked to the ground, it was a Ming soldier, who fell to the ground before he died, and stuck his short knife into his feet.

An unspeakable pain, the pain that pierced his heart, made him twitch in pain, but he couldn't say a word, looking at the Ming army who was still hooking his ankle under his feet, he stretched out his right arm tremblingly, wanting to cut it down, and finally the trembling right arm was retracted, he didn't understand what it was, so that the Ming soldiers in front of him could do this.

Flutter, a familiar voice, he felt a burst of white light flash in front of him, and he felt that he suddenly flew up, a headless corpse on the ground was so familiar, and the plain white armor general wielding a horizontal knife on the side was full of blood.

Bai Mo glanced at the fallen Ming army on the ground, walked over silently, and helped him close his eyes, with a trace of helplessness in his heart and a hint of resoluteness on his face, and said: "Stabilize the formation, soon the lord's support will arrive."

At this moment, no less than 500 Ming troops have fallen on the ground, of which more than 300 are Huns, and the Qing army has already lost 700 dead and wounded.

The big pillar on the side glanced at the white ink with an inexplicable light in his eyes, unconvinced, or angry, the more the other party was in the limelight, the more uncomfortable he felt, a desire for the strongest in the army, he defeated Lantian, Bai Mo was his next target, he grabbed and jumped away from the Tartar pikemen who were about to rush towards Han Gang, and his right hand was a standard straight stab, and the Qing army's body wearing heavy armor was pierced, screaming and falling to the ground.

The scar-faced and toothy soldier, with fear in his voice, did not speak, just looked at the battlefield silently, he looked at the vertical and horizontal pillars, and did not seem to understand why there is such a killing machine in the world, the Manchurian warriors have not been so strong since childhood, this strong and honest Ming man, how can he have such a strong strength, what kind of army is this!

Suddenly a strange sound sounded, it seemed to be the sound of a dog that he often heard, maybe it was enough? He looked over, and under the sun, a man in iron armor walked in the front, holding a long-handled knife in his hand, and a group of iron armor followed behind him, including iron armor soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding various heavy weapons in their hands, and more than a hundred giant dogs followed.

There are barbarians, dressed strangely, holding a firearm with a bayonet in their hands, and the most strange thing for him is the dogs, a group of dogs, that group of fierce Tibetan mastiffs, all with red eyes, with tyrannical, unusually fierce pounce forward, crazy look, this strange army? Perhaps only strange can describe this force.

The group of dogs surrounded the young man, and rushed forward fiercely, especially in the middle of the group, there was also a group of shirtless men, dressed in animal skins with an extremely fierce appearance, holding all kinds of heavy weapons, long swords, or other heavy weapons in their hands, led by a bald head.

Barbarians, this group of Manchu soldiers, maybe they can only be called barbarians, when they rushed over, a group of people with all kinds of weapons, fiercely rushed up, with madness on their faces, a look even more crazy than them.

The tower-like strong man at the head, the bald head with a mace with flashing cold barbs in his hand, the bald head at the head, made him look strange in his eyes, didn't Mingren say that the body is affected by the skin, why is there a shaved head? But looking at him, it doesn't seem to be a clear person.

The fierce man waved his mace in his hand, that is, he waved his mace, swept over, and the Qing army vest in front of him was swept by him, and his chest immediately sunk in, and he fell to the ground screaming.

He stepped forward again, with brute force, swept through, and the Qing spearmen nearby fell two, and he swept them and resisted them with spears, but the bones were broken and fell to the ground screaming.

A group of barbarians were fierce, attacking the pikemen of the Qing army from the flanks. On the front is Xiao Chuan, wielding a long-handled knife in his hand, and the Qing army in front of him was slashed and fell to the ground screaming.

Behind an old guard, they were pale bearded, and their faces were full of resoluteness to form a military formation, and the military formation of people in their forties looked like a somewhat old and simple thing, but it was like a mountain quietly following his lord.

Ma Zhong on the side was dressed in iron armor and followed with a group of bearded soldiers, and immediately stabilized the somewhat shaky military formation.

The Qing army was about to collapse a long time ago, and the reinforcements that came at this moment made them even more frightened and lost the courage to fight.

Seeing the Qing army retreating, Xiao Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the man on the side said: "Lord, the flank is Wang Huaiming's Tuntian army, after all, they have less training time?" ”

Xiao Chuan was shocked, so he looked at the flanks and walked away.

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This is the right side of this town, there were small houses on both sides, but at the moment there were rotten walls without roofs, and a Qing army rushed from that distance in the distance, they formed a military formation, and the Qing army also knew how to cooperate with the military formation, one by one, with a heavy armor and spear, like a running machine with a funny killing efficiency.

As soon as Wang Huaiming raised his hand, the shield hand in front of him was a spear, and the Qing army team of ten people in front of him was in a panic, but no one was shot.

At this time, the sound of the firecracker, the Tartar alone, was hit on the back, screamed and fell to the ground, the voice was full of poignant, by the hand of Hong Xian, but the wolf Xian was a lot less restrained by the spear, he was thinking, for this kind of long weapon, Wolf Xian is not as good as a short weapon.

The spearman in the back took advantage of this time to stab, he stepped forward, and his tired body went to fight the Qing army squad of six people, which other teams did not have.

In the vicinity of Wang Huaiming, a group of villagers, forming a unique mandarin duck array, suddenly rushed out of the Ming army that resisted the Qing army, carrying a 10,000-person enemy on his back (the city defense weapon was too heavy to throw), the huge weapon that could not be thrown out, was carried by the Ming army, he shouted loudly, shouted the Ming Wansheng, lit the fuse of the 10,000-strong enemy, and rushed into the Qing army.

Looking at the Ming people in a sea of fire, turned into dust, together with the Qing army squad, they were speechless, a group of Mongolians with terror, led by the Mongolian Gu Shan Ezhen, his voice trembled, looked at the same frightened subordinates, and said: "This? Is Akito crazy? Don't they want to die?" he couldn't figure out what made this group of Ming people use this kind of unwanted way of fighting to die together.

The Qing army was frightened, one by one the squads were screaming, a Ming man had just rushed out, the Qing army team was frightened and retreated, the Qing army behind wanted to shoot an arrow to kill the crazy Ming army, but this Ming man was wearing heavy armor like them, he ran wildly, using his greatest strength.

This armor plus 10,000 enemies, more than 50 catties, he ran wildly, the Qing army team on the opposite side saw that the archery was useless, they were all crying and being chased by the Ming army, but in the end the Ming army couldn't walk, fell to the ground and gasped for breath, but the Qing army in the distance did not dare to step forward, they all bypassed it.

Wang Huaiming sighed behind the earthen wall, such a way of fighting, only Xiaochuan's command of the Ming Dynasty can do it, for this sun and moon banner, for the river and the sun and moon, they can give everything they have, only by obeying the leader and obeying the son, can the Ming Dynasty be revitalized again, knowing that the general does not know the emperor, and the nation does not know that the court is this army.

The Qing army retreated, and the Qing troops on the flank, they really didn't want to contact this group of crazy troops, so they all ran away directly.

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