Trampling ———— neat footsteps, a team of Ming soldiers wearing iron-inlaid cotton armor neat footsteps, their armor was wiped very clean, but with a kind of quaint, some of the rust on it can not be wiped off, their faces are full of ravines, all the traces left by the cold wind of the north on their faces, and their armor is as dark as that, full of ancient and old atmosphere, they are Xuanda, the Ming army of the same line of the Ming Dynasty Xuanfu is inferior to the strong combat effectiveness, and the Guanning army is in stark contrast, He has the cavalry system that can confront the Ganliang elite cavalry built by Song Sheng painstakingly and solitarily in the four major cavalry systems of the Ming Dynasty, and is the elite of the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years, while the Guanning Army is the army with the most salaries in the Ming Dynasty.

"This is what you call the new army" Xiao Chuan looked at the silent elite in front of him, this army full of simplicity and weather, the whole body has nothing to do with the word new, and there is something that only has more than 200 years of accumulation, and he can't see anything that the new army should have.

Where they stood, in front of them were three thousand bird guns, although they looked rough in their hands, but they could see that they had not cut corners, and behind them were swords and shields, spears and standard equipment, and the military formation of seven thousand people stood here It seemed that they saw the Xuanda elite that had run through the Ming Dynasty for more than two hundred years, and this elite that disappeared in history with the self-destruction of Cao Bianjiao Wang Yanchen.

"They are my new army" Cao Bianjiao showed a smile, his dark handsome face was full of confidence, looking at the group of new troops in front of him, and shouted, "Brothers, who are you!" ”

"Xuanda New Army!" A tsunami-like sound sounded, and Xuanda, a name whose reputation was disgraced by Lu Xiangsheng's death in battle, regained a different brilliance, and the eyes of the more than 20,000 Xuanda troops were enthusiastic. Hu Dawei, Yang Guozhu, and Wang Yanchen's eyes converged on Cao Bianjiao at the same time, they did not have the kind of intrigue of other armies of the Ming Dynasty, and some only had different things, which may be called faith. This is different from other armies, they may be a new army in this respect, Xiao Chuan suddenly found that Cao Bianjiao did not speak, and Xuanda's army was silent.

Cao Bianjiao glanced at the direction of Xingshan in the distance, the prince did not choose to attack Songshan with them but attacked Xingshan with the Liaodong Army, he had an inexplicable discomfort in his heart, an indescribable chill why? Could it be that the soldiers of Xuanda are not brave enough, why doesn't the prince fight with the soldiers of Xuanda!

Noticing Cao Bianjiao's gaze, Xiao Chuan came silently, understood something, and said, "General Cao, you and I are Ming generals, and we are fighting for Daming, not for someone!" ”

"I know," Cao Bianjiao said, shook his head, looked at the pine mountain in front of him, and said, "Xiaochuan, don't go to this battle, I want to make this pine mountain the alchemy stone of my Ming Xuan New Army!" He said, his eyes were full of an inexplicable light and said, "Brothers, we are fighting for the Ming Dynasty, Xuanda for the people of the Ming Dynasty, Xuanda New Army!" Conquer the mountain! ”

"Tiger Tiger Tiger !!!" A different kind of shouting voice Xiao Chuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, they seemed to be venting something, is it the bitterness in their hearts, they fought against the two generations of heroes in the Northern Yuan Dynasty during the Chenghua period, and they were the backbone of the northern border defense of the Ming Dynasty during the Apocalypse.

This is a soldier in shabby but clean armor who let out a burst of howls and charged towards the mountain, Cao Bianjiao also rushed up, Xiao Chuan wanted to stop him, Wang Yanchen grabbed him, shook his head and said, "You let Xiao Cao go, he feels uncomfortable now!" ”

"Uncomfortable?" Xiao Chuan looked at Cao Bianjiao, a tough young man who was charging forward, and no longer laughed like he usually did, Xiao Chuan had never seen him so serious.

"Xiao Cao's wish since he was a child has been loyal to Daming, but this time the prince came, but he was disappointed!" Wang Yanchen shook his head and said, Xiao Chuan understood that the previous scene was regarded by the prince as a general of Xuanda, and it was difficult to control the arrogant generals, so he was looking forward to Emperor Longen's Xuanda and the prince's snub.

is the same as the previous Lu Xiangsheng who served the country but ended up dying miserably, how not to make people sigh, Daming really owes too much to the army in front of him.

Jin Dazhu on the hillside once again got the task of guarding the mountain, he did not guard the Xingshan attacked by the prince, which made him feel relieved, the sharp firearms of the other party left a deep impression on him Looking down the mountain, the troops attacking the mountain pushed the shield cart and rushed towards the mountain, they were not as silent as the prince's army, and they didn't want the Qing army to shout neatly, their shouts were chaotic but raw, as if they were venting something.

They pushed the shield cart and looked at the mountain rushing, guarding this pine mountain is the army of the red flag, and the wooden shield carts are pushed up by them, the wheels leave two deep traces on the hillside, and the new army of Xuanfu has a kind of madness.

It was Yue Zhi who guarded Songshan with Jin Dazhu, and Yue Zhi, the lord of the Red Flag Banner, looked down the mountain, and the kind of madness that regarded death as if he was at home was something that the Xuanda army had, and he wondered, "The last battle of the giant deer, Lu Xiangsheng was dead, shouldn't Xuanda collapse?" ”

"Xuanda, it's good if it's not the army of the prince of Nanjing" Jin Dazhu breathed a sigh of relief, Yue Zhen solemnized This army is not ordinary, during the Chenghua period, it defeated the two generations of British lords of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and the elite of the Ganliang Jingcai.

The charging army pushed the shield cart to a place close to the wall of the wall two hundred steps, but they couldn't push it up, one by one the bird gunners hid behind the shield and kept aiming at the city wall, but they found that they couldn't shoot at all, Cao Bianjiao shouted, "The sword and shield hand is in front of the cover, the bird hand is in front, pay attention to the array!" ”

The bird hand hid behind the sword and shield hand, and stopped at seventy paces to shoot the Qing army on the city wall, and the Qing army's heavy arrows could only shoot fifty steps, Yue Yan shook his head and said, "Replace it with light arrows!" "A Qing soldier changed the cluster of arrows and replaced them with light arrows

One after another, the arrows crossed the rain-like trajectory in the air and landed on the Ming army's bird hand, with a crisp sound of fluttering, but it had no effect, but their ancient armor just blocked the light arrows of the Qing army! Yue Zhen snorted and said, "Warriors with red flags, rush with me" Jin Dazhu sneered, hum, how can this group of troops who are so worn in tatters resist the cracks of the red flag.

The gate of the village was opened, and a group of Qing troops wearing red armor and lightning rods and iron helmets poured out of the gate like a red wave, their faces were all hideous, waiting for the army in front of them to show the panic formation chaos, but the army was inexplicably calm, the bird gun hand silently put the bird gun and took out his waist knife, standing behind the sword and shield hand in silence, the pikemen lined up in several rows.

"Kill!" Cao Bianjiao shouted frantically, and the originally silent army like clear water instantly boiled, and they charged forward frantically.

The shouting of killing shook the sky, and in an instant, this army dressed in a simple and vicissitudes of life clashed with the Qing army, and the sound of swords entering the flesh rang out.

Yue Zhen brandished his long-handled knife, blocking the attack of the Ming army in front of him, and with a turn of his body, he slashed a Ming soldier to the ground, a terrifying blood groove on his chest, and the Ming army showed the most blood, and his eyes were full of an inexplicable hideousness and stood up and rushed towards him.

"Damn it!" Yue Zhen's ruthless style of knocking him to the ground again, he is extremely familiar! That army! The Qingzhou Army is also so ruthless! It's tough.

A group of Xuanda troops are extremely crazy and fight with the Qing army, every time they reach the time when they have no strength, they will end up together, Jin Dazhu's face is pale, his eyes tremble, he looked at the Ming army below and knelt on the ground, "Crazy, crazy!" The Ming army is really a bunch of crazy, the Ming people are all crazy, they are all crazy" He ran straight back, he didn't want to stay here anymore.

Xiao Chuan's eyes were moist, looking at this group of desperate new troops, he felt a little sour in his heart, the more desperate they were, the more Xiao Chuan felt their pity.

Their ruthless style made Xiao Chuan feel familiar, and even more so that the generals of the Qingzhou Army felt cordial, Han Gang hugged his fists and said, "The soldiers of Xuanda are all good!" ”