The third volume sailed in the Ming Dynasty

"Rush in and end the fight!"

Hearing that there were only four people, Hai Zi's heart relaxed, and the entire mansion was already surrounded by airtightness, which can be said to be the overall situation.

There was no suspense in the battle, when hundreds of soldiers entered the palace, especially after capturing Barama, except for one guard who was shot on the spot, the other three were tied up and carried out like rice dumplings.

Balama looked at the well-equipped Ming soldiers in horror, and couldn't imagine what was wrong, why did the Ming army appear in the territory of the Qing Dynasty?

"I'll hurry up and clean up, Brother Fengzi, your team will go to support the other brothers first."

Haizi said to Fengzi, who came to investigate.

"Okay, look at this guy, this is a shell, I wonder if Qin Du can use him to make some articles, I'm really looking forward to it?"

Fengzi smiled, grabbed the war horse as he spoke, and galloped away.

Under the same sky, a large cavalry appeared in the vast field, moving in the direction of the resting farm. If you encounter scattered people along the way, you will either be killed or controlled.

The view spread out from the air again, and a procession of hundreds or thousands of people spread out around the resting farm, and orderly attacks surrounded the villages around it.

The entire Fuxin area, under the continuous autumn rain, is full of horses' hooves whirling and galloping.

According to the size of the village, under the leadership of thousands of households or deputy thousand households, the soldiers automatically allocated the number of troops, and rushed towards Jiannu Village in a crushing manner.

Sporadic fights happen from time to time, but they have nothing to do with the overall situation, just a small wave in the sea, and it can't set off any big waves.

The real organized resistance took place at the Resting Farm, where a Niulu of 300 men was stationed and a retinue of more than 1,000 men from the personal guard of the Tartar lord Shanba.

After being shot and killed by the Ming soldiers and killing hundreds of people by surprise, the remaining more than 700 people quickly gathered together and prepared to break through.

The cloak rattled violently, the wind whistled, and the sound rang in my ears.

Qin Haoming slowly raised his hand, and the soldiers around him who were raising bows held their breath and stared at the Tartar coalition army in front of them, waiting for the order to shoot.

"Put!"

More than a hundred arrows is not much, and it is difficult to shoot a running figure. The first wave was fired, and only a few Jiannu cavalry fell off their horses and died.

However, Qin Haoming's intentions were very hidden, what a good actual combat exercise this was.

6,000 against hundreds, as well as more than 10,000 soldiers on the periphery, if this is not enough, it is better to run away quickly, so as not to be embarrassed and increase the laughing stock.

Therefore, he deliberately used bows and arrows to prevent the Tartar coalition army from running at high speed, so as to use them as whetstones to hone his cavalry team and generals.

As for the inevitable casualties, there is still a certain mortality rate in the exercise, not to mention actual combat.

Perhaps, this is Ci Bu in charge of the army!

More than 300 soldiers, under the leadership of Dong Changqing, circled from the side and detoured back to the rear of the charging Jiantar cavalry, avoiding the perspective of the opponent's archers.

In this way, even if the enemy turns around and shoots back, due to the bump and angle, the hit will become extremely low, and there will be no chance to fire the arrow at all.

At this time, the horns in the Tartar team blew, and the cavalry charging in front of them divided into two directions, and also chased the rear team of the Ming soldiers left and right.

In the midst of the galloping bumps, Dong Changqing shot an arrow with his backhand, nailing a Tartar who was turning the direction, staring at the Shanba highlighted in the Tartar array with fierce eyes, and whispering:

"Look at how Lao Tzu plays you to death!"

He took two arrows out of his quiver, glanced in the direction of Shanba, drew his bow quickly, and the arrow rang out, and the arrow struck the back of a tartar, splashing blood, and the horse's hooves tumbled over the fallen corpse.

On the tall warhorse, the bowstring was pulled apart again, and the buzzing tremble, and the arrow swished into the shoulder of the embarrassed and gorgeously dressed figure in front of him, and the other party shouted "Ah......", but ran even more wildly.

On the battlefield of the grassland that was hunted, Shanba had already had a few arrows stuck in his body, and the blood infected a large piece of leather jacket.

If it weren't for the thin armor inside, which blocked the penetration of the arrows, it is estimated that he would have been shot dead by this time.

In the hidden shadows behind the grassy slope, Yin Yung wiped the blade on the leather jacket on his arm and waved his hand violently: "It's time to see us." ”

The horse's hooves are thundering, a stone's throw away.

The moment the roaring Ming cavalry forwarded past, the wolf howl suddenly sounded, and in the sprinting horse team, the charging Ming soldiers moved towards the gap between the left and right like the sea water at low tide.

The team that had been running on the other side drew a huge arc in the resting pasture.

Behind him, more than 300 other horsemen led by Haozi slowly climbed up the grassy slope, and at the other end, they rushed down with a bang, and charged straight towards the Jiantar cavalry that had scattered left and right.

The crackling sound kept coming, waving the leather whip and pumping the horse's hips frantically, and the sound of killing and horses' hooves on the grassy slope pressed over like a sea of mountains.

The cooperation between each other may not be perfect, but the indomitable momentum makes the already exhausted Jiantar coalition army frightened.

The two sides collided together in an instant and fought, Tartar and Jiannu continued to fall, and the Ming soldiers also suffered casualties and were directly slashed and killed, and a large amount of blood splashed up on the crowded front line and sprinkled in the rain.

Jiannu Niulu wiped the edge of the knife, and the short beard shook and made a sound: "Formation!" Block them...... The person in front immediately went up to ......".

Shanba looked at the noise from Jiannu's side in horror, scolded loudly, and issued several orders in succession.

The Tartar knight beside him shouted: "Akito ...... again"

Before the words were finished, in the distance, another team of more than 200 war horses had already collided with each other frantically, and someone in the middle of the weak archer pulled out his waist knife and shouted to kill.

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves exploded in their ears in an instant, and crazy, bloodthirsty cries and glittering cold light crept in.

In an instant, blood burst and spilled, and gold and iron pierced into the flesh.

The body on the horse's back kept making a popping sound, and the war horse was knocked to the ground with a long neigh, and the galloping horse's hooves stepped on the fallen corpse, splashing the blood on the ground.

Fengzi, who came to the drill in a hurry, didn't pay attention to the other party's nobody, fought a knife, and rushed directly to the banner owner who was protected by guards around him-Shanba.

Haizi already has a shell in his hand, and he also wants to capture a heavyweight.

The other party, shouting hysterically, brandished weapons also rushed over, and then ...... There was no more, and Shanba had already turned over and fallen off his horse, and fell to his knees on the grass.

Soon, the cavalry of Jiantar, who had been through the catastrophe, could no longer withstand such a series of blows, and the remaining dozens of people all dismounted and fell to the ground.

If the movement was not fast, two more groups of cavalry were shouting in the distance......