Tabai was chasing with great strength, and suddenly dozens of side vans appeared at the wide valley mouth of the front military headquarters.

The cavalry of the Changxing Army quickly passed through the side van, and the side van rolled out large and small artillery from the firing port, aiming at Tabai, who was catching up.

"Trap! Hit the trick! This was the only thought in Tabai's mind, and it was obvious that the Changxing army had already set up the battlefield here, just waiting for him to come in with someone.

He looked around, there were continuous dirt slopes on both sides, the trees on them were lush and lush, there were many figures flickering, I don't know how many ambushes were hidden inside, and then looked at the thirty side vans in front of him, Tabai made a decision in an instant.

"Retreat!"

He was accompanied by the artillery of the Changxing Army, and the dense scattershells continued to sow death.

Equip the Franc cannon with nine guns, and fire as quickly as a storm. The frequency of firing three shots in one minute made the Jurchens suffer enough, and they watched the continuous roar of the horse armor Tabai, who was constantly being killed: "Retreat!" Hurry back! ”

Dozens of artillery pieces were also launched on the hillsides on both sides at the moment of artillery firing, and there was a fierce bombardment at Tabai.

Tabai, who had no intention of fighting, no longer thought about defeating the Changxing army, and now he only hoped that he could lead people out of this mountain.

The Jurchens retreated, and the cavalry of the Changxing Army chased after them from behind the side carriage after changing horses. They lined up in a horizontal line and crashed into the back of the Jurchens, and for a while, the rear team of the Jurchens turned on their backs and screamed again and again.

Tabai's heart suddenly cooled half, although the cavalry of the Changxing army fought him with a horizontal team, they could always have the upper hand.

But the more experienced Jurchens were not afraid of such a collision, and they could ignore their own life and death and drag the Xingjun cavalry to die together.

But not now, I don't know how many Ming troops are still eyeing around. Tabai didn't dare to stop, he could only urge his men to evacuate as soon as possible.

At this moment, their war horses were already tired, and if it weren't for the Jurchens constantly stimulating these war horses with the spurs on their boots, they probably wouldn't have been able to escape from this mountain.

Andrew had a good time today, his tall size and heavy armor and weapons were not suitable for such a long-distance lure.

Therefore, this thing has been hiding in Lianmaling and waiting for news from the front, and at the moment when the Jurchens fled, he rushed out with his hundred-man cavalry team.

After the rifle broke, Andrew picked up the flail and struck every enemy he saw. Just as he smashed the head of a Jurchen vest, a sharp arrow shot at his head.

Andrew shrank in fright, and the arrow shot off his helmet, leaving him with brown hair and falling to the ground.

Three Jurchen vests rushed towards him desperately, and three bright steel knives beckoned to him.

Tong Jiagua hated this big man Ming Jun to death, and it was this big man Ming Jun who smashed his brother's head with the evil flail.

When he shot Andrew off his helmet with an arrow, he revealed a brownish-haired Xiyi face.

His younger brother actually died at the hands of an outsider, which made Tong Jiagua extremely annoyed, "Kill this ghost!" Tong Jiagua greeted Andrew with two other companions.

Andrew was also a little flustered when he saw the three Jurchen waistcoats killing him, and he couldn't help but regret it when he looked left and right.

Relying on his physical strength, he actually rushed to the front, and he was ten steps away from the nearest Changxing army.

Tong Jiagua's steel knife didn't give Andrew time to escape at all, and slashed at the top of Andrew's head with a single sword.

Andrew blocked with a small round shield in his left hand, and the flail in his right hand smashed into the top of Tong Jiagua's head. Tong Jiagua knew the power of this Qimen weapon, and many armor soldiers used steel knives to block and were smashed to death by hammers.

Tong Jiagua tried his best to dodge to the right, hoping to dodge this attack. Andrew's flail hit Tong Jiagua's shoulder, and the huge force directly shattered Tong Jiagua's bones. Tong Jiagua screamed in pain and rushed over beside Andrew.

Andrew had just wounded an enemy when the second knife reached the top of his head. Unable to dodge, he could only use his cuirass to take the knife, which hit him in the chest with the sound of the wind.

Andrew instantly felt a tightness in his chest, and his breathing instantly became much shorter. Years of mercenary life had given him an instinctive reflex, and despite the difficulty of breathing, he swung his left arm with all his might.

The small round steel shield on his left arm slammed into the chest of the Jurchens, and the Jurchen vest did not expect that Andrew, who was staggered by the split, still had the power to fight back. When he raised his knife and was about to split the second time, he was directly hit in the chest by the round shield, and this Jurchen armored soldier spat blood and fell off his horse.

Andrew took a few deep breaths after knocking his enemies away, finally calming his breathy chest. A crack made his hair stand on end, and a steel knife swept towards his neck.

Andrew could no longer dodge the knife, he closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

"Bang!" A bang rang out in the distance, and the lead bullet slashed across Andrew's neck with a whistling sound, taking away all of his brown hair.

The sword-wielding Jurchen suddenly froze in mid-air, and he threw away the steel knife and covered his neck with both hands. Blood spurted out from the bullet hole in his neck, and the Jurchens just stared at Andrew with unwilling eyes, their eyes full of resentment.

Andrew stopped his horse and looked back, Ma Bao was putting away his gun and whispered to him: "Pay attention to the formation!" Next time, I can't guarantee that I can play so accurately! ”

Andrew finally came down after this threat of death, and he used to look down on Akito at all. thinks that Akito, who is short in stature, is not his opponent at all, and it is not a problem for him to be ten with one.

But this life-and-death crisis made him understand a truth, he can't underestimate any opponent. As long as the opponent can move, he has the ability to kill himself.

The Changxing army pursued and killed behind Tabai, causing heavy losses to the Jurchens. The iron cavalry of 5,000 people was left behind in the Horse Ridge.

The remaining Jurchen war horses also couldn't run fast, and they had no strength at all. In the face of the pursuit of the Changxing army, defeat was only a matter of time.

Just as Tabai rushed out of Adama Ridge to run for his life, a group of ragged herdsmen appeared on the horizon in the distance.

They had shoddy iron knives in their hands and wore only sheepskin robes. But their eyes were full of hatred, and they wanted to eat Tabai and the others alive. Men, women, and children, wielding inferior weapons, howled and slaughtered the remnants of Tabai's defeated army.

When Tabai saw these herdsmen, he exclaimed: "The herdsmen of the Duoyan tribe! How did they end up here? "Didn't these people be robbed by them, and those caught were also sent to Quang Ninh Fort as cannon fodder? How could it be on their way to escape?