"Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and the general must not have the will to die until he has no choice, although the situation is now critical, the general still has to look at the situation, coordinate the overall situation, and then make progress." Le Tong Wuzheng was persuading and suddenly heard a sound of neat footsteps, and a burst of "Tiger!" Tiger! Tiger! ......", the voice is sonorous and powerful, from small to loud, more and more clear.

He sat on his horse, held his head high, pointed the point of his knife at the source of the voice, and exclaimed in surprise: "General, look there!" It's our reinforcements! We're here for reinforcements! ”

Through this chaotic battlefield and through the heavy crowd, Li Dingguo saw clearly that the army that was moving towards this side was holding a banner with the word "Ming" in the shape of a square tooth, which was his own reinforcements!

At this moment, even if you think about it with your ass, you know that your own army must have won on the main battlefield and defeated those two Tartars, so you have the spare strength to come over and support the partial division!

The knights of the Ming army were already desperate, and the faces of each sergeant were full of excitement and tragedy, and at this moment, seeing the reinforcements coming, the majestic appearance, couldn't help but increase their morale, and the body seemed to give birth to a huge force out of thin air, axe chopping and slashing, big stick striking, roaring and fighting, and for a while, the arrogance of the Eight Banners was suppressed!

The Manchu general Tuntai was in the regimental guard of his own soldiers, and through the investigation of the rangers, he already knew the news of the defeat and escape of Geng Zhongming's troops on the main battlefield.

Looking up at this moment, I saw that the smoke and dust were rising outside the west of the battlefield, and a wall of people who blocked Qi brushes moved slowly and orderly towards this side, obviously the reinforcements of the puppet dynasty came, and Tuntai looked at his hand again, all the troops were dragged here, and there were almost no soldiers to send.

As soon as the opponent's new force joins, with the power of a big victory, it will give them a two-sided attack in turn.

Although he is very confident in the combat power of the Eight Banners men, after all, he has been fighting fiercely for a long time, the men and horses are tired, and he will definitely not be able to please the enemy on both sides, and if he can't get it, he will have to capsize in the gutter.

Seeing that he was about to destroy the difficult interception force of the puppet dynasty, he didn't expect that King Huaishun would lose his chain and suffer a big defeat!

These generals are really unreliable! When I go back, I will definitely report to the old man regent and remove the official hats of these wine bags and rice bags! The warriors of the Manchurian princes came to command the rebellion in Huguang!

Tun Tai was slandered for a while, although he was very unwilling, at this time, he was in a dilemma, and he had no choice but to grit his teeth and give the order to withdraw the army.

As the horn of the retreat sounded, the horn whimpered, and the flag waved, the Eight Banners quickly got rid of the entangled Ming knights, gathered into a torrent of iron horses, and retreated towards Yuezhou Mansion.

As the tide of the Manchurian and Mongolian Eight Banners receded, Li Dingguo led the crowd to clean up the battlefield, at this time, the red sun was setting in the west, and the night was falling. There was not a single puffy cloud in the sky, and the setting sun shone on the battlefield.

The first thing the surviving Ming soldiers saw was the corpses of a large number of men and horses left on the battlefield, some of them with pigtails of money, and some of their own, which could be identified at first sight due to the difference in clothing and hairstyle.

Some of them had long since died, and the blood from their wounds had curdled purple, brown, and black; Some were still gasping for the last few breaths, expressions that the survivors couldn't understand in their eyes that had lost their luster but had not yet closed.

There were also people who made hoarse ho-ho noises and begged for a sip of water from their robes or from their enemies, which was so important to him that he had concentrated all his life force on a small point after a heroic battle, and he only needed a sip of water. This feeling of thirst begins only after a tense struggle has ended, and gradually evolves into a strong instinctive desire.

Now, taking advantage of this truce, the warriors untied their water bladders from their horses, and as soon as the lid was opened, they eagerly drank it, and then ran to the dying robe to let him taste it, and the warriors who had finished taking a sip of water closed their eyes with a smile of satisfaction.

As if to replenish the blood lost in a tense battle, with a large gulp of water into the stomach, to bring supreme enjoyment to the soldiers, some sergeants simply found an open space to sit, took out the dry food they had brought with them, and chewed it together with the water.

After solving the greatest physiological needs, the soldiers went to observe the whole picture of the battlefield.

After a fierce battle, the battlefield was full of corpses, including those of the Ming army and the Eight Banners, and the blood flowed like a gurgling stream, and there were broken spears and rods, limbs and arms everywhere, and some ownerless horses kept circling in place, snorting.

The surviving soldiers of the Ming army, although their armor was messy at this time, even people and horses, and they were wheezing, they all showed joy.

Li Dingguo, Le Tongwu, Bai Wenxuan, and other generals who were covered in blood surrounded them, and they couldn't help but feel sad when they saw the miserable corpses of the Tartars and their own troops on the battlefield.

Li Dingguo saw that although the battle was tragic, after all, the Tartars were defeated and retreated, he said in a hoarse voice: "The Tartar elite cavalry is invincible, and the myth of invincible attack has been broken by us!" ”

After hastily cleaning the battlefield, the group dragged the wounded and returned to the main force station.

Zhu Youlang descended to the noble, and took the chief soldiers of the imperial camp, Jiao Lian, Wu Jisi, Zhang Jiayu and others to greet him in person. Zhu Youlang's originally fair face had been blackened by gunsmoke at this time, because the war drums were beating too hard, the cracked tiger's mouth was still quietly leaving blood, his lips were chapped, and he looked at Li Dingguo, Le Tongwu and other generals who had successfully intercepted the Manchurian Eight Banners, with a look of joy and relief.

Li Dingguo said excitedly: "The ministers have not disgraced their mission, and the Tartar cavalry has finally retreated!" ”

"Good! Good! Good! Zhu Youlang's face sank like water, and he tried to restrain his excitement, and said: "The Tartar general Tuntai is a battlefield general, extremely cunning, this raid failed, and he will never give up. The order allocated 5,000 men and horses to be responsible for cleaning the battlefield, counting casualties, and treating the wounded. ”

The herald received the order and immediately issued a military order.

Zhu Youlang and his armor were vibrating, and he led the crowd to a dirt slope, and his eyes inspected the battlefield where Li Dingguo's troops intercepted the Tartars from a distance. Although the Ming army took the initiative to attack the field battle and won a great victory, the losses of Li Dingguo's loyal army seemed to be quite serious.

Looking at the corpses of the loyal soldiers lying on the battlefield, Zhu Youlang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the cavalry of the Tartars is indeed good at fighting, and at the most critical moment when the whole army is fighting, it is all about 10,000 loyal soldiers and cavalry to drag the 5,000 elite soldiers of the Eight Banners, and it is only at the price of blood that the battlefield situation can be reversed.

Zhu Youlang turned his gaze to Li Dingguo and said: "This time Qing has made a great contribution, I want to reward you well, reward Qing's loyal army, go, take me to see Qing's subordinates, I want to personally review these warriors!" ”

Li Dingguo, who was covered in blood and dust, was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Zhu Youlang: "Your Majesty wants to review the loyal army?" ”

Zhu Youlang nodded. Li Dingguo said in a low tone: "I brought them all." ”

Zhu Youlang glanced at the dirt slope behind Li Dingguo, and couldn't help but be stunned, only to see more than 6,000 foot soldiers standing under the hillside, and less than 800 knights, all covered in blood.

Zhu Youlang asked in surprise: "There are only a few of the more than 3,600 horsemen left?" ”

Li Dingguo's face twitched a few times, nodded and couldn't hold back any longer, and cried "wow".

The ministers, generals, and guards behind Zhu Youlang wept one after another, only Zhu Youlang clenched his teeth, and not a single tear fell, he stretched out his hand and patted the blood-stained armor on Li Dingguo's back twice and said: "What are you crying about, don't say that there are more than 6,000 warriors left, that is, there are only more than 600, 60, or even 6 left, I have to review them!" ”

Li Dingguo stood up, proudly looked at the soldiers he brought out, and shouted at his hoarse throat: "Sons! Launched! Lined up! Please read it by the Son of Heaven! ”

Eight hundred knights were ordered to get on their horses with difficulty, and there were two warriors holding a wounded Li soldier, the soldier's arm was broken, one foot stepped on the saddle, but the other foot could not step up, Zhu Youlang saw it, galloped down the dirt slope, walked to the soldier, and helped him up with his own hands. The wounded soldier burst into tears of emotion.

Zhu Youlang turned around and got on the imperial horse, leading the generals to walk in front of the six thousand eight hundred knights, with a solemn expression. After the proofreading, Zhu Youlang waved his whip and pointed to the north: "It is said that the Tartars are brave and invincible, and they are invincible, look at you, I want to say that the truly invincible warriors are under the banner of my Ming Dynasty, with your loyalty and bravery, expel the Tartars, and recover the rivers and mountains are just around the corner!" ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Youlang turned his face, looking at the vast earth, his eyes were full of perseverance, and behind him, the "Daming Dragon Flag" erected high was waving in the wind, wanting to soar into the sky!