The first tornado begins at the end of the Wanderer

On December 5, the 11th year of Chongzhen, Jize Xiaoluzhuang, Hebei. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Haoming and a middle-aged man stood on the mountain and looked into the distance, with a wide field of vision and an unobstructed view.

A small river meanders around the mountain below, and the water is murmuring and crystal clear.

Both sides of the official road were originally fertile fields, but unfortunately they are now empty. When war came, no one had the heart to play with the land.

Behind him were the two thousand heavenly male army, fully armoured, lying in ambush in the valley waiting for the battle, waiting for the order to attack at any time.

On the left and on the right there were 1,500 Tianxiong troops, led by Qi Gang, the garrison of the Daimyo Mansion, and Yang Lukai, the head of the Tianxiong army, and the target was the Manchu Qing Zheng White Flag Tartar with about 1,500 people in front.

The Manchu Tartars won victory after victory in the war of the Ming Dynasty. As the power expanded, the population increased.

In the forty-third year of Wanli, in order to meet the needs of the development of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, Nurhachi created the Eight Banners system on the basis of the original cattle recording.

Its system stipulates: every 300 people are 1 cattle record, and the cattle record is really 1 person; 5 Ox Lu is 1 Jiala, and 1 Jiala is really 1 person; 5 Jiala is 1 solid mountain, and 1 solid mountain is set up.

And 1,500 people are exactly a real formation.

Qin Haoming finished discussing with Lu Xiangsheng on November 3, and on the same day, he sent out the elite of the army at night to investigate the news of the small group of prisoners.

At dawn on the fourth day, Zhang Songrong, a guerrilla of the Tianxiong Army, led the elite of the 3,000 Tianxiong Army, took away half a month's worth of grain and grass from Baoding Mansion, and rushed to Zhao County in the name of rushing to aid Lu Xiangsheng.

In the early morning of the 5th, Qin Haoming, who received the news that he did not receive the news at night, and the generals of the Tianxiong Army led 5,000 men and horses, preparing to wipe out all the Tartars of Dolgon's white banner and Jiala's Zhen.

Yu Youhan lurked in the team led by Qi Gang on the left, and his mood was extremely excited.

The blood is boiling in his chest, and he has practiced martial arts for many years, and today he can finally try his skills with the head of a Tartar.

"Boy, be quiet, what's the excitement? Fighting a war will kill people, so don't be afraid of it later. ”

Zhao Dayou is a veteran of the Tianxiong Army, Chongzhen enlisted in the army for three years, and has been eight years so far, following Lu Xiangsheng to fight in the south and the north, and his achievements are impressive.

He has seen a lot of recruits like Yu Youhan, either he is excited and excited, or he is afraid of crying and mourning, all because he has never been on the battlefield.

Zhao Dayou is good intentions, Yu Youhan was silent, but he secretly held back his strength in his heart, and he would see Zhenzhang later.

A little farther away, halfway up a hill, a soldier of the Ming army received a message from the top of the mountain in front of him that he would not receive it at night, picked up the Red Army flag and waved it.

"The Tartars are here, and they tell the brothers to prepare for the attack."

Zhang Songrong commanded the soldiers around him.

He is one of the soul figures who participated in the formation of the Tianxiong Army, Chongzhen was blinded in a battle in the fifth year, and a scar ran from the corner of his forehead through the middle of his cheek, making people look a little hideous.

Lu Xiangsheng was afraid that Qin Haoming would not be able to suppress these arrogant soldiers and fierce generals of the Tianxiong Army, so he asked Zhang Songrong to help Qin Haoming command.

The Tartar scouts appeared in front, and seven or eight Tartars rode forward on their horses, looking at them with a relaxed and casual appearance, more of a formality.

Also, the Ming army was as timid as a mouse, and only dared to retreat inside the city wall to defend, how could he dare to fight them in the wild.

In the four months that they entered the border, the Ming Dynasty had never organized troops to fight them in the field, which made them relax their vigilance.

The sun rose higher and higher, and everyone in the Tianxiong Army waited silently.

Seeing the seven or eight Tartar scouts leave easily, ten minutes later, Qin Haoming and the others heard the hustle and bustle of the large team, and the Tartars finally came.

Abottai rode on a tall horse, with a smile on his face, this time he had gained a lot, and the strength of the white flag had to be improved a lot.

When Lord Dolgon, the lord of the banner, is happy, the reward must be indispensable.

The Han people were really too cowardly, they killed all the way along the official road this time, saw the big city around, saw the small city robbing, and fought until the Yellow River before stopping.

During this period, Daming did not have a force to intercept it, which surprised Abotai himself.

Is such a Ming still an opponent of the Manchus? Is it necessary to make peace with them?

Looking at the series of Han captives and cartloads of belongings behind him, the smile on Abottai's face became even stronger.

Five, four, three......

"Attack!"

Zhang Songrong looked at the distance, stepped on the war horse, waved the waist knife in his hand, played the tradition of the Tianxiong Army, and rushed towards the Tartar under the mountain.

"Shoot!"

Qi Gang and Yang Lukai, who were on the left and right, saw the Tartars entering the encirclement, and hurriedly gave the order to shoot, and at the same time stepped on their war horses and prepared to charge.

"Ping Pong ......"

The Tartars who were marching were like targets one after another, and they were shot and fell off their horses, killing three or four hundred people in an instant.

"Everyone, rush with me!"

It was just a round of blows, and Qi Gang and Yang Lukai ordered the soldiers of the Tianxiong Army to charge.

The firebolt is slow to reload, and it can't let the Tartars' horses run, so they must be suppressed.

Yu Youhan whipped his horse fiercely, and followed the large army to begin to attack.

Abottai was lucky, but he just grazed his arm with a stray bullet.

Seeing the three streams of iron rushing towards them, he knew that he was under siege for a long time, and hurriedly shouted loudly; "All of them are concentrated on me, rush out with me!"

But how can it be so easy?

Because of the large number of captives and property, the more than 1,000 Tartars have to guard the captives of several thousand, and they have long been scattered in all directions, where can they be organized in a hurry?

Besides, the army did not give them the slightest chance to breathe, and the five thousand cavalry lined up in three directions in a fan, and immediately launched a charge on the whole line of Tartars with the momentum of Mount Tai.

At this time, the distance between the two armies was less than fifty zhang, and the Tartars had only time to shoot an arrow before they were overwhelmed by the roaring cavalry.

But the rain of arrows shot by the Tartars at the Ming soldiers also caused hundreds of people to fall off their horses with arrows in the snap of their fingers, and many war horses were also injured and killed by arrows at this time, and the neighing sound, pushing the knight on his back off his horse.

As soon as the man fell off his horse, he was trampled into pulp by the friendly troops behind.

Yu Youhan's newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and followed Zhao Dayou to rush into the Tartar first, but avoided the rain of arrows from the Tartar.

The inertia of the war horse rushing forward made his slashing very powerful, he held the knife with both hands, and the embroidered spring knife slashed vigorously from top to bottom, and the sharp blade penetrated from the top of the head of the opposite Qinglu, breaking the opponent's skull, and slashing until the jaw stopped the knife momentum.

Blood and brains burst out and flowed down the dark face of the knife to the gauntlet, mingling together, and in the sunlight, the colors resembled the vivid flowers of death.

This well-crafted embroidered spring knife is in response to the phrase "clumsy", which seems to be unpretentious, but in fact it is extremely sharp.

Killed, killed a Tartar. Yu Youhan's face was covered with Tartar blood, but his head was empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, a Tartar Niu Lu saw Yu Youhan fierce, rushed over with the reins of the horse, and was about to chop Yu Youhan under the horse with a waist knife.