Duoduo, who supervised the formation behind, laughed and said: "Hmph, what about the elite Dubiao battalion of the Ming Dynasty, it was not defeated by the pro-army left by Huang Ama to me" He said confidently, these Nurhachi's personal soldiers followed him to fight in the north and south, and did not taste defeat.

Just when the blade was about to be cut off, the face of the Qing army Baya Lama soldier was only hideous and disdainful, and a crisp sound was accompanied by a spark rising ———— the encounter, and the Baga Lama soldier took a few steps back in a row, and the heart guard on his chest helped him block the arrow cluster, and he felt stuffy in his chest for a while, and said: "What a strong arrow cluster!" He was in a cold sweat, if it weren't for this heart guard, he would have stayed here today.

A group of iron armor appeared in the distance, they were dressed in silver-white iron armor, holding various heavy weapons in their hands, Xiang Rong, the leader, pouted, looked at the white flag of the Qing army in the distance, and said, "Hmph, this group of Tartars also has heart guards, it doesn't look like ordinary Tartar white armor soldiers."

"These Tartars with heart guards should be Nurhachi's pro-army!" The subordinates on the side said, Xiang Rong pursed his lips and said, "It turned out to be this group of people!" ”

The small-eyed soldiers in the distance were also looking at this group of soldiers, with a hint of anger in their eyes, and said: "Above, it's not the Ming army with 10,000 enemy troops, brothers!" Kill them! He said, relieved in his heart, if it weren't for the kind of Ming army that didn't want to die, he would have the confidence to defeat all the armies in the world in close combat, if so, he would definitely be a great credit for leading the troops to be the first to enter, and he already felt that Yin Yin and Ha Shi were beckoning to him.

All the Qing soldiers shouted, continued to move forward, Xiang Rong swept the spear in his hand, and swept the neck guard on the neck of the Qing army in front of him, the Qing army's face was red in pain, but there was nothing to do, continue to step forward, Xiang Rong was stunned for a moment, and said: "This group of Qing army armor is so tight? "He was a little shocked, a little tricky.

The spear was like a bolt of lightning, and immediately the blood flowed out of the neck of the Qing army in front of him like a spring, and the Qing army Baya Lama soldier fell down screaming.

Duoduo in the back is very confident in his soldiers, these are the elites who have followed Nurhachi for many years, the armor is better than the Bayala soldiers, there are a total of 1,000 pro-troops in his team are in front, and the fact that he defeated Lu Xiangsheng's Dubiao battalion so easily is to make his heart feel relieved, the other party's group of soldiers with 10,000 enemies did not come up, and this gap is appropriate. But the group of troops that rushed out randomly made him a little timid, shook his head, and said: "Impossible, no one is the opponent of this group of livestock in close combat" The opponent has already exceeded his understanding.

The group of Qing soldiers rushed forward more fiercely, the sun shone on their white armor, and there was more of a sense of shouting, and Xiang Rong shouted: "Formation, formation, keep the formation, fight to the death!" ”

Behind him, a group of iron wall guards were neatly formed, like a whole, swords and shields, long ge, and spears, forming a battle formation, and the group of Baya soldiers with heart guards on the opposite side was also attacking the front, and the two sides were not wearing heart guards, or the Qing army vests.

Yang Guozhu in the back said: "This group of brothers, you retreat, they are the elite of the white flag, you can't stop this group of beasts at all!" Although he was grateful to Xiang Rong for saving his life just now, he didn't want this group of people to be wiped out by the Qing army like this, and said: "You go behind me, you are General Qin's subordinates, I can't let you fight all!" He said, how can you let the young general's troops fight in front, isn't he relying on the old and selling the old.

", I should say this, this group of Qing soldiers, I don't care about the master!" Xiang Rong said, touching ———— the spear in his hand immediately blocked the machete of a Qing soldier Baya, holding a spear, the machete of the Baya soldier flew out, he stabbed straight at the momentum, and the spear penetrated his throat with a swoo————p, and the Qing army fell to the ground screaming, and the blood stained his white armor.

Yang Guozhu was helpless, so he said: "Let's go, let's hold the flank," he was also helpless, so he could only do his best to help these iron wall guards.

————Touching a Qing soldier, the spear in his hand stabbed into the chest of the iron wall guard in front of him, but the iron wall guard showed a hideous smile, and his right hand, which was full of blood, clenched his spear in the frightened face of the Qing army, and the spear in his hand was immediately stabbed! Flutter - the spear stabbed him in the neck, and the spear in the belly of the iron wall guard was drawn, and the blood immediately flowed.

In the distance, the people of the Dubiao battalion came up, Yang Guozhu stepped forward, helped him block the two Qing troops surrounding in front of him, and said: "Brother, you are injured, go down, this kind of injury is too bad to fight." ”

The iron guard didn't speak, he quickly bandaged himself with a simple gauze, and then continued to step forward, Yang Guozhu took a breath, with horror, and said: "There are such soldiers in the world!" ”

The iron guard in his hand continued to step forward, and the spear in his hand stabbed out, which stabbed the chest of the Qing army in front of him, and the heart guard on the chest of the Qing army blocked his attack, and the spear in the right hand of the Qing army Baya Lama was about to be withdrawn, and the iron wall guard stepped forward along the spear, holding his neck tightly with both hands, and shouted.

The Qing army was grabbed by his neck and couldn't break free, so he was immediately depressed, his face was red, and he just stopped moving.

The battle was carried out, but this group of Qing troops found that the group of Ming troops in front of them looked as powerful as them, as long as they used the number of people to win, and slowly they found that this group of Ming troops was like a quagmire, so that they fell into it deeply, and the Ming army in front of them seemed to be unable to die, and they were seriously injured but still able to continue fighting.

This group of Nurhachi's guards, who are known as fierce beasts, have picked up the real beast at this moment, a Baya soldier, just about to step forward, there is a pain in the heart under his feet, and a Ming soldier with a sawn leg is holding a long sword and stabbing him directly on the instep of his foot, and blood flows out.

The Qing army Baya soldier felt an indescribable chill in his heart, he looked at the Ming army in front of him and was speechless, more than a dozen Qing soldiers had fallen nearby, all of whom were killed by this iron wall guard.

Duoduo, who was supervising the battle in the distance, was stunned, watching the iron wall guard use that fighting style to consume the pro-army under his command, his eyes were full of disbelief, and said: "Huang Ama's pro-army, my most elite Baya soldier in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, was blocked like this?" His eyes were full of sluggishness, he looked at the Ming army, and said, "It's impossible, people are so seriously injured, they can still fight!" Are they beasts?" the image of the iron wall guard being systematically improved and being able to fight when he was injured made him feel unbelievable.

Haoge on the side took a deep breath and said, "This place, a small gap, can't we beat it, it's just such a big place!" ”

"No, don't fight, don't fight" Duoduo affectionately with sadness, said: "These are the elites left to me by Huang Amma, and they can't be damaged here" He said distressedly, he only has a total of 1,000 pro-troops, and at this moment more than 300 people have been killed under the city wall, as well as ordinary Baya soldiers, plus the damage of other vests, the loss is no less than 600, these are the true essence of his white flag, and it is more precious than the banner.

Yang Guozhu looked at the bloody battlefield in the distance, walked over silently, and helped an iron wall guard who fell to the ground to close his eyes, he and a Qing army Baya soldier died of excessive blood loss, his eyes were full of tears and said: "These brothers are so itchy"

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