Quan Zhuo rode a fast horse to the hillside, inserted the king-shaped flag in his hand in the dirt bag, turned around and saw Qiu Wei who was fleeing in terror, and the spurs on his boots were directly stimulating the horse's belly.

This kind of spur was still learned from the Mongols, and the horse was frightened, so he galloped away with Quan Zhuo to Qiu Wei's side.

"Stop him, stop them!"

Qiu Wei no longer has the calmness and composure of Fang Cai, this sudden Ming army horse team is something that everyone did not expect.

The Dengzhou battalion was able to form a horse team, which was impossible for even the current Shandong commander-in-chief Liu Zeqing to do!

Hundreds of horses, dealing with the two hundred or so incense sect members on the hillside, are as powerful as bamboos to describe the situation in front of them, and the horsemen led by Quan Zhuo are all crawling over in Liaodong, and they have always had an advantage compared to other rabble.

That is, they dare to fight and dare to retreat, they suddenly rushed from behind with shining steel knives, and cut when they met people, and if they couldn't cut them, they hit them hard.

But they didn't love to fight, and gave full play to the advantages of the horsemen, constantly whistling back and forth, slashing and rushing, stimulating the nerves of the Wenxiang sect.

These members of the Wenxiang Sect were neatly dressed, everyone had waist knives, and the number of people was not as good as Quan Zhuo's horse team, and in this kind of backlash, they soon broke out in tears.

As for Qiu Wei's angry and frightened shouting, there is no one to deal with it, at this time, it is still important to save his life, come, but the horse team of the Ming army!

Horsemen, in the eyes of these people, are almost synonymous with invincibility, and the appearance of hundreds of horses on the battlefield has a huge impact on the situation.

Therefore, the status of all the generals who can raise a horse team is immediately improved, even if they talk to high-ranking generals, they are all confident, which is of course related to the large amount of silver taels needed to buy excellent horses and provide a full set of equipment for horse soldiers at this time.

The cost is so huge, how can those generals who are all supporting the laborious generals think about raising a horse team, just buy a few horses for themselves and their relatives.

Shandong's territory is different from the Central Plains, there is less horse transportation, except for some horse thieves who have been used by horse households for many years, few generals in the official army can afford to raise a horse team, and no one thought that there would be such a strong horse team in a small place like Denglai.

Since the 10th anniversary of the Chongzhen campaign, the combat effectiveness of the Central Plains peasant army has also undergone qualitative changes, often they rely on numbers to win, and since then they have been completely reborn.

Whether it is the old camp or the private armor and weapons, there have been improvements, especially the leaders of the peasant army, who broke into the camp and Zhang Xianzhong, and have begun to change the standard armor.

But the most important thing was the horse team, the peasant army did not know where to buy the vegetables, and suddenly there were many more skilled horsemen, and the officers and soldiers were still seven horses and three horses.

With the same number of people, the peasant army could no longer be defeated, and most of the troops were often unable to pursue it.

Qiu Wei is just a literati, which is also the reason why he has a relatively high status in the Wenxiang Sect, and the people around him listen to him, but at this time, he has become a burden to flee for his life.

Even if it is a normal Tartar step armor, in this situation, there will be no good fruit to eat under Quan Zhuo, let alone a literati like him.

After running a few steps, Qiu Wei discovered a fact, that is, no matter how hoarse he shouted, no one would dare to save him again.

Two legs can't outrun four legs, he suddenly turned around and knelt down to Quan Zhuo.

"The military master is doing well, in the next, in the next there is a show of talent and fame, it will definitely help you, don't kill me, don't kill me!!"

"I surrender, I surrender!"

According to his impression, even in the provinces of the Central Plains, except for a small number of officials and soldiers such as Hong Chengchou and Sun Chuanting, the others rarely surrendered.

Therefore, Zhang Xianzhong, Luo Rucai and others will fight back again and again, and if they can't win, they will temporarily hibernate, and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback, but Qiu Wei miscalculated.

Quan Zhuo raised his eyebrows, urged the horses without hesitation, raised the steel knife and shouted:

"Traitor, all the swords!"

"Ahh

Qiu Wei sat on the ground with his legs kicking the ground, this person in the Dengzhou camp is too ruthless, he will be courteous wherever he is a literati, but he is worthless here.

With a "click", Quan Zhuo dismounted and picked up his still warm head, held it in the air, and shouted:

"The head of the thief is dead, and those who descend will not be killed!"

"The head of the thief is dead, and those who descend will not be killed!"

At this moment, there were many soldiers who rumbled out from both sides, all of them were in red clothes and red armor without exception, and dust was raised from behind, and most of the officers and soldiers came to reinforce them.

These officers and soldiers are all holding high the banner of the word "king", and the words of those who surrender are not killed echoed inside and outside the city of Pingdu Prefecture.

These officials and soldiers have a strict system, and at first glance they are not a rabble like Liu Bu, and the Wenxiang Sect has no leader, and most of them only care about fleeing for their lives in a hurry, and no one has the courage to dare to come forward and lead the overall situation.

Suddenly, the chaotic people who entered the city were defeated by the Red Lady with the people and the soldiers, and the sound of the city was confusing, and Gao Liang took the soldiers and soldiers to push the corpses of the Wenxiang sect members and the rebels down the city tower.

Seeing the general trend, they raised their swords and guns and cheered.

At the same time, there were only more than 200 soldiers left who were surrounded outside the city, and they continued to rush and kill with all their might, and two or three people from the chaotic people on the opposite side often couldn't resist a crazy Dengzhou battalion soldier.

These people are all like rolling out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, and many of them even have bloody intestines on their axes and guns, and the chaotic people can't resist the edge of the other party, and they retreat in all directions.

Of course, many people also knew that Fang Cai Wenxiang Sect would kill with one bombardment regardless of whether they were enemies or enemies, so they successively put down their weapons and surrendered.

"Just now, Lao Tzu almost killed the people of the Wenxiang Sect, these Qiu Ba are using us as cannon fodder, Lao Tzu is gone!"

"What can I do or not, the Dengzhou camp is so powerful, what else can we do if we don't surrender, Qiu Wei is dead, there is no need to work for the Wenxiang Sect anymore!"

Confusion, fear, and other emotions seemed to have been experienced by the soldiers of the Dengzhou Battalion, and they continued to spread among the chaotic people.

The Dengzhou battalion was strictly guarded, and once such a situation occurred, it was immediately strangled by junior officers, and most of these people had never seen blood, had never fought in the past, and had no daily drills.

After Qiu Wei's death, that kind of invulnerable was quickly shattered.

The general trend was the general trend, and the soldiers of the Dengzhou battalion rushed out of the city with a shout, pressing towards the chaotic people with that overwhelming momentum.

The chaotic people all felt scared in their hearts, and the people who smelled incense in the past, who were mysterious in the past, seemed to have lost their "mana" in front of the soldiers of the Dengzhou battalion at this moment, and became children scurrying around.

They had no resistance at all, and the so-called Three Buddhas did not come to save them.

The front is opposite to the Dengzhou battalion, even a fool knows that there can only be one way to be poked to death and hacked to death, so what remains is nothing more than two options: surrender and rout.

At first, the rebels were just panicked and didn't know what to do, but as the axe and gun array of the Dengzhou camp got closer and closer, the rumbling steps carried huge pressure, and the dust flying in the rear, these rebels who had never seen much blood finally couldn't support it, and almost knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Only the 600 horse team led by Quan Zhuo, the 1,000 soldiers and the 1,000 regular soldiers led by Deng Heizi came to support, and most of them used rattan to stir up dust and bluff in the back.

Looking at the chaotic people kneeling together, Gao Liang, who had just gone down to the city, was a little worried.

"That's a few thousand people, and if you don't handle it well, it will be a disaster."