The fourth volume of the sharp blade out of the sheath Shenzhou moves

Duoduo raised his eyes and found that the third group of warriors had retreated all the way and had fled a hundred meters away, but the Ming army on the city wall was still shooting, like a god general!

The bullets flew like raindrops, hitting more than 400 Qing warriors.

Two hundred men in heavily armored vests were shot, but by this time they had fled to a safe distance, and the bullet had little penetration after penetrating the two layers of armor, so they were lightly wounded.

But the other 200 unarmored followers were unlucky, and were shot by bullets in their bodies and crushed their organs, and most of them vomited blood and died.

At this distance, the guns of the Ming army can still kill? Isn't this fucking against the sky? When did Daming have such a weapon?

Duoduo's face turned pale, his mind was rolling, and his whole person was in a sluggish state, completely ignoring the Ming soldiers who ran out of the city gate wide open.

What to do?

This is the question that hovers in the mind of the short-lived ghost Dodor.

It can be seen that the Ming army has a limited number of such guns, otherwise they would have taken the initiative to attack from all sides, so they would not have held back so much.

However, when the Ming army was equipped with a large number of such guns, would the Qing Dynasty still be saved?

Thinking of this, Duoduo was anxious and gradually paid attention.

"The warriors of the Qing Dynasty, who will work with this king to kill the Ming army in front of them, seize the guns in their hands, and seek a glimmer of life for the Qing Dynasty."

Dordor's personality was completely different from Dorgon's forbearance, more arrogant and passionate, and he made a surprising decision on the spot, considering the predicament after the Qing Dynasty.

"Prince Yu must not take risks easily, and the servants are willing to serve. Please also ask Prince Yu to lead the Qing warriors to retreat quickly! ”

When Melezhangjing Erdek heard Duoduo say this, he hurriedly knelt down helplessly and said.

It's not that he's faithful enough to die instead.

But now that the generals such as Naleh and Darshan are dead, there is not even a single person to take the blame.

If even the banner master Duoduo has an accident, as a deputy general, he will not have good fruit to eat even if he lives, but will affect his family.

"Kill!"

Ignoring Erdek's opinion, Duoduo shouted murderously as he mounted his steed with a long knife in his hand.

Just looking at the Qing soldiers who fled everywhere, a sadness welled up in my heart.

Is this still the once invincible Qing army?

The warriors with the white flag had lost the courage to lose their courage, so they threw away the flag and ran backwards in the hope of picking up their lives.

The hundreds of warriors who are still alive are like crabs retreating into the sea, out of order.

They wrapped up Bai Swing Yala, who was powerless to stop the rout, and ran into the Chinese army a few miles away.

But Dodor didn't mean to blame them at all, and the warriors did their best. Perhaps, this is what the Han people say, the crime of non-war!

What's more, they are not disobeying military orders, after all, the rear has already sounded the gong to withdraw the troops, but they are just unwilling.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

……

The five or six hundred personal guards around Duoduo are all white-armored soldiers and Divides Pushku, who are the most elite warriors of the Zhengbai Banner and his domestic slaves, and can only obey Duoduo's orders unconditionally.

They withstood the attack on the city wall, but still maintained their morale, and did not stop in front of the corpses of the killed men and horses, but bypassed these corpses and rushed towards the Ming army dozens of paces away.

Although one hundred and fifty people were killed in the middle, the most elite Jiannu cavalry was still murderous, and the sound of heavy horses' hooves stepped on the ground, as if a rolling thunder pressed over.

"Shoot! Capture Duoduo alive! ”

It was Qin Haoming himself who opened the city gate to meet the enemy, he led Wu Maotian's hundred-man marksman, and under the protection of the firepower range on the city wall and Li Xiang's elite night team, the target was Duoduo.

The horn sounded, and the herald passed Qin Haoming's order to the generals.

Qin Haoming had already explained the target to the officers at all levels before, and at this time, the officers at all levels gave a loud order after hearing the horn, and the night Bushu, who was good at fighting, followed the shooters and guarded them at all times.

Duoduo's White Swing Tooth Lama and the team that had been assigned to Paishku scattered in all directions, crashing head-on into Qin Haoming, as if they were going to crush them at once.

Seventy meters, sixty meters, fifty meters away, the shooters fired.

At a distance of fifty meters, the bullet seemed to have eyes, and it shot straight at the chest of the white-armored soldiers and the Fendeshku in front.

At such a short distance, the lethality of Mini bullets is amazing, whether it is the double armor of the white armor soldiers on the opposite side or the three-layer armor of the Pashku, Mini bullets can shoot through the armor to kill the enemy.

Erdek was hit in the left waist by a bullet that broke through three layers of his armor and shot through his skin and into his kidneys.

Although the three layers of armor cushioned the lethality of the bullets, the spinning bullets destroyed his kidneys.

The unbearable pain came from his waist, and Erdek could no longer fight, and fell off his horse with a scream.

A white-armored soldier was shot in the left chest, and the outermost layer of thick white scale armor did not save him, and the inner layer of Seiko chain mail did not stop the spinning bullets.

The bullet swirled and burrowed into his heart, turning this vital organ into a cloud of blood.

If this warrior of Jiannu, a white-armored soldier who is good at fighting in battle formations, if he can rush into Qin Haoming's army formation alive, I am afraid that five or six soldiers who are not good at fighting will not be able to stop him.

But now before he could touch the enemy, he was hit by Mini's bullet, and when he trembled on his horse, he lost all his strength, and fell under his horse with a thud.

On his horse, his face was pale, but his eyes were blood-red.

He lost this battle so badly, his vest and infantry were all defeated, and now even the most elite Bai Dang Ya Lama was severely damaged.

Bai Swing Tooth Lama rushed to the front of the Ming army more than 30 paces away, and was shot by the Ming army as if he were named.

By now, only about sixty cavalrymen were left alive by Dord's side.

Because they were riding behind and being stopped by the loyal coats in front, these sixty elites were saved by the volley of Ming firearms.

Dodor was originally in battle. But in front of him, all the white swing tooth horns were shot and fell, and there was no obstacle in front of him.

Suddenly, a bullet whizzed and slammed into his left arm.

Duoduo only felt a heat in his arm, and the sharp pain immediately came like a mountain of seas. He knew that the bone in his left hand had been broken.

Duoduo gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain, and continued to ride his horse forward.

He was going to make a final fight, holding his saber high in his right hand, leading the last surviving more than 40 Bai Swing Tooth Lama and more than 20 Dividing Dividers, and rushed into the Ming army column with indomitable spirit.

Like a gambler who has lost all his fortunes, he has staked his fate on the last coin.

Under his leadership, the last sixty or so Jiannu elites also forgot about life and death, and rushed towards Qin Haoming's queue one by one with their swords.

However, they were greeted by a strict array of five or six hundred swords.

Most of the soldiers who did not collect at night were veterans, and at this time they lined up in front of the battle with their waist swords, blocking all the charging routes of Bai Swing Yala and Paishku.

One of the points had to be divided into a heart, relying on the chain mail of the war horse, and rushed into the knife formation with a loud roar, knocking away a night non-receiving.

He rushed into the formation and swung his axe and cut off the left hand of another soldier who did not collect the night, but he soon regretted his bravery.

Seven or eight swords slashed at him from all directions, and he dodged two or three, but was still struck by the other five.

The fine waist knife forged by Fu Gang violently broke through his armor, ending him on the back of his horse, and fell to the ground with the tragic neighing of the warhorse.

More than 20 Bai Swing Tooth Lama and Fende Paishku rushed directly into the formation, crashed into the knife formation, and slashed more than a dozen soldiers who did not collect at night, but were immediately chopped into meat foam by the knife formation.

The remaining forty or so Jiannu cavalry patrolled in front of the formation, trying to find a safer entrance to cut into the formation, but the sword formation that was waiting for them did not give them a chance.

Duoduo's red eyes swept by, and blood continued to flow from his left hand. He had lost a lot of blood and was in a trance.

Is this the end of today?

More than 60 of the last elite cavalry finally rushed to the front of the Ming army, but they did not make any gains. The 10,000 Hundred Banner Warriors he brought should have lost most of them, right?

Duoduo roared with red eyes, full of unwillingness.

He suddenly saw the Ming army behind the sword formation raise their fire guns again, and several of them were deliberately aimed at him under the command of a Ming army wearing an ordinary red mandarin duck battle jacket.

Duoduo knew that he might be dying, and he seemed to see the Ming army general in front of him smile at him and point at him.

No!

He is the brave and invincible Prince Yu, he can't die silently like this, and he has to kill a few Ming soldiers before he dies, so that he will not be laughed at by the warriors of the Qing Dynasty on the Huangquan Road.

Duoduo suddenly rode his horse diagonally into the sword formation, and knocked into a night soldier with a sword at his waist.

He roared, and slashed at a Ming soldier with his right hand, slashing the panicked soldier to death.

The soldiers gathered around and slashed at Dord's horses.

With a loud roar, Dodor rolled off his horse and stood up again. When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, these Ming soldiers are too much to lose.

He was about to swing his sword and fight again, but saw the surrounding Ming troops suddenly retreat in unison and besiege himself in the middle.

When Duoduo looked up, he saw that more than a dozen firearms were already aimed at him in front of him, and a young general was looking at him with a smile.

He roared, raised the knife in his hand, and waited to slash at the general, bang......

Suddenly, there was a strong force, and several bullets whizzed towards his legs, knocking him to the ground.

At such a close distance, and I don't know how many shots he had taken, Duoduo saw that his right leg seemed to be twisted into a twist.

Before fainting, he heard the smiling general in front of him.

"You boys, you also know the severity, this is Prince Rui of Jiannu, and it is of great use!

Hurry up and deal with these flies in front of you, pass on the medical officer, and make sure that he is alive and returns to the city......"

This ordinary-looking general was Qin Haoming, this was the consciousness that remained in Duoduo's mind before he fainted......