Turg knew that he would lose a lot of money by riding a gun with the Changxing army, but he never thought that he would lose half of his manpower.

These people are all elite soldiers with white flags, and there are many masters such as white armor soldiers. How could you lose so much in the collision just now?

Seeing that many of the armor soldiers were shot off their horses, Turg realized the mistake he had just made.

Ignoring Bayan's cavalry wandering around the periphery, their bows and arrows never stopped.

Their arrows inflicted far more casualties than their spears, and although they still had the advantage in numbers, Turg knew that he could not win this battle today.

Andrew lifted his mask, spewed white gas from his mouth, and roared loudly, "Knights! Your honor is in the barbarians, and the time has come to make a contribution, so follow me into battle! ”

The bronze whistle sounded again, and the Changxing army moved again. Bumping into the Jurchen vest, Bayan still commanded his cavalry to surround him.

Seeing Changxingjun rushing up again, the faces of the Jurchens changed, and many people were swallowing saliva.

Turg's face shifted, and at last he turned his horse's head and shouted, "Withdraw!" ”

The Jurchens received the order to retreat, turned their horses, turned around and ran. They beat their horses desperately, for fear of being caught up by the Changxing army if they fell behind.

Andrew and Bayan pursued for two miles and then stopped their horses, they were already sleepy and tired. If it weren't for the high level of mental tension all the time, I would have been unable to hold on.

The annihilation of the Thousand Horsemen Jurchen Vests in World War I suddenly became glorious, but their losses were not small. Bayan's thousand-strong contingent was left with just over six hundred men, and Andrew's contingent was less than three hundred.

More than 600 casualties made the cavalry of the Changxing Army break their muscles and bones, and looking at the corpses all over the ground, Bayan ordered to immediately clean up the battlefield and retreat.

The Jurchen reinforcements appeared here, indicating that their large army was not far away. In case a large enemy force arrives, you will not be able to leave if you want to.

Bayan and Andrew stood in front of Zhang Dou nervously, and compared with the glorious records of others, their achievements were somewhat unmatched.

Zhang Dou didn't blame the two of them, and said a few words of relief. In the case of a numerical disadvantage, it is already rare to be able to defeat the Jurchens' vest.

If he can maintain an exchange ratio of nearly one to two in the future, Zhang Dou will die of happiness. Although his cavalry was well equipped, his training time was still short. Compared with the Jurchens, who have been fighting for many years, they are no longer on the same level at all.

If it weren't for Andrew's cavalry charging into battle that gave the Jurchens a surprise, he would definitely be the one who suffered the defeat.

At present, the cavalry of the Changxing Army is still in the stage of summing up experience and exploring tactics. When the new horse breed on Jeju Island is successfully bred, it is the time for the cavalry to dominate.

Therefore, although Zhang Dou was distressed about the casualties, he was still within the scope of acceptance. To his delight, the two different styles of cavalry seemed to have found a way to cooperate.

A brave and invincible cavalry charged, and the other was good at riding and archery roaming the perimeter. It will definitely make the enemy scramble, as long as you fight a few more times, you will definitely cooperate perfectly, and your cavalry will be invincible at that time.

Hearing that Huang Taiji's Zhengbai Banner had appeared on the periphery of Fuzhou, Zhang Dou was surprised, but he was not too surprised.

Calculate the time, they should have arrived, and when they attacked Fuzhou, they left 2,000 men and horses to stand still, just to wait for reinforcements from the Jurchens.

He immediately ordered Hu Tieniu to build a defensive offensive ten miles from Fuzhou City to resist the reinforcements of the Jurchens. The assault in the city must be quickened, and the fighting must end before dark.

Wu Shuang led his own team of Changxing troops to attack along the street, and not far in front of them was the military camp of Zhenglan Banner.

There were hundreds of Jurchen armored soldiers cowering there, and they relied on the camp gate to confront the Changxing army. The men of the death brigade rushed twice, killed and wounded a dozen people, and did not take here.

The organized special combat team was shot down by the archers on the wall before they could get close to the camp gate, and just when the death brigade was about to use the tactics of crowds, Wu Shuang led people to arrive.

He communicated with the commander of the death brigade and took the initiative to take over the task of covering the attack of the special combat team.

Wu Shuangyi gave an order, and the soldiers rushed to the surrounding houses. They climbed onto the roof and pulled the trigger on the Jurchen soldiers at the camp gate, and after a burst of gunsmoke, several Jurchens were knocked down the wall.

Ma Xiaoliu escorted a special attack team member towards the wall, and he raised his shield with both hands and showed his head from time to time to observe the situation ahead.

And the special attack team behind him also had a serious face, and every time he took a step forward, he had to breathe a little faster.

Just when Ma Xiaoliu showed his head again, he kept shooting sharp arrows on his helmet and issued a "bell!" "A bang. Ma Xiaoliu was so frightened that he shrank his neck, and if he deviated a few points further, it would be the gap in the mask.

If you get shot there, no amount of armor is useless. Ma Xiaoliu swallowed his saliva and moved forward again.

At this time, the Jurchens had already noticed the two of them, and sharp arrows rained down on Ma Xiaoliu's shield, making a series of bell-bell sounds.

Just as Ma Xiaoliu was about to move forward again, he suddenly heard Wu Shuang's shout behind him: "Little Liuzi!" Dangerous! Get down! ”

Ma Xiaoliu instinctively obeyed Wu Shuang's order and fell to the ground in an instant. Several sharp arrows flew over his head, and the agents behind him were shot several arrows at this moment.

Just when Ma Xiaoliu was sorry, a giant arrow the size of a javelin with an arrow like a shovel flew over his head.

Shot directly through the stomach of the agent behind him, cutting the agent in half. Looking at the huge crossbow bolts nailed to the ground, Ma Xiaoliu exclaimed: "Eight bull crossbows!" ”

He didn't expect that the Jurchens in the barracks could have such a sharp weapon, and any armor in front of it would be as fragile as paper paste.

Ma Xiaoliu, who recovered, picked up his shield and ran to check on the condition of the special agent team. Although the man was beheaded, he was not dead for a while.

The agent grabbed Ma Xiaoliu's hand and said in stiff Chinese: "Please be sure to blow up the gate of Jiannu's camp, so that my family can live a better life." Please! ……”

Looking at the secret service members who gradually lost their voices, Ma Xiaoliu nodded. Reaching out to close the Commando's eyes, he reached out to untie his explosives backpack.

Ma Xiaoliu took out a grenade and threw it at the camp gate. "Boom!" There was a loud bang, and although the camp gate was intact, a lot of smoke and dust rose up.

Under the cover of smoke, Ma Xiaoliu quickly ran towards the camp gate. When the Changxing Army saw Ma Xiaoliu's actions, they opened fire to cover Ma Xiaoliu's actions.

Wu Shuang even stood in front of the camp gate, staring at the wall with three arrows in one hand. As long as the Jurchens dared to show their heads, they would immediately shoot a sharp arrow.