"Brothers, hold on a little longer, General Liu's reinforcements are coming soon!"

About a few miles away from the camp, fierce melee combat was going on, and a commander of the Qi army on horseback shouted.

The Qi army has always had the habit of sending out horses to explore horses, and generally speaking, there will be horse teams patrolling within three miles of the camp during normal battles to prepare for possible surprise attacks.

Although there have been no night raids so far, this habit has been well preserved, and almost every general must make proper arrangements before going out to fight and camping at night.

When the Dashun army fought with the official army in the past, due to the lack of horses and the instability of the army, etc., except for the troops led by Sun Chuanting, Lu Xiangsheng and others, the rest of the officers and soldiers rarely did such a thing as letting out horses to explore horses.

In their opinion, it is impossible to win against the peasant army anyway, and if the horse is captured by the other party, it will simply outweigh the gains, and in the end it is nothing more than to run, it is better to run more simply.

This time, the Dashun army attacked the Qi army at night, but accidentally bumped into the muzzle of the gun, Wang Dong led the men and horses just out of the camp, and planned to give the Qi army another dismount, but after walking a few miles, he met the first batch of horses of the Qi army.

At that time, Wang Dong muttered a little in his heart, thinking about whether to go back.

But he had already come out with a large army, and it was too much to retreat without doing anything, and after thinking about it again, Wang Dong still decided to make a decision, and quickly approached the camp with the troops, wanting to fight.

However, the number of horses in the Qi army was really beyond the expectations of Wang Dong and many Dashun generals, and they only walked a few miles, and the large and small horse teams encountered more than a dozen batches.

But a medium-sized horse team of more than a dozen people is not easy to deal with, the horses of the Qi army are very fast, no less than Mongolian horses, and even Wang Dong is suspicious that the officers and soldiers have a deal behind Mongolia, these horses are actually Mongolian horses.

The Central Plains horses have short legs, and they have the stamina to step forward, and the cavalry of the Dashun Army, which is dominated by the Central Plains horses, if the other party wants to run back to report the news, they can't stop it at all.

Hearing the news, several medium-sized horse teams of the Qi army in the vicinity rushed to the scene, numbering about fifty people, and several commanders combined with each other, feeling that it was necessary to delay the arrival of the Dashun army in the camp as much as possible, and take advantage of the advantages of horses and equipment to carry out roundabout battles.

Although there are hundreds of Dashun horsemen who attack at night, and the equipment can be called the best in the army, taking advantage of the dark night and the advantage of equipping horses, the two sides are fighting, and the Qi army can not show the disadvantage of being the first to explore the horses for a while.

The good times did not last long, with the death of the three chiefs one after another, the remaining dozen cavalry in the field had been chased and blocked by the Dashun army to a dead end, and only one of the commanders was still in command of the battle.

At this time, Wang Dong had already given up the encirclement with his foot soldiers, regardless of the surrounding Qi army, and rushed straight to the camp that Liu Guoneng placed not far away.

Shi Chang had a cut on his face, but he was not afraid at all, wiped the blood-covered steel knife on the horse's back, and shouted by his neck:

"Even if we die, we can't let the thieves underestimate us, brothers, have you left all the letters at home!"

Although there were only a dozen people left in the Qi army, everyone fully believed that reinforcements were on the way, and in the Qi army, dying in battle was not a terrible thing.

On the contrary, your family will receive honor and all kinds of benefits for it, and just as everyone shouted for courage, a weak voice came out:

"Master Ma... I, I haven't written a letter home..."

Hearing this, the chief surnamed Ma turned his head, stared at the little soldier who had just spoken, and suddenly stepped forward to block him:

"Uncle has been a deserter in his life, and he has done both good and bad things, but the only thing he doesn't regret is to join the Qi army and follow the king of Qi to fight the world!"

Speaking of this, Ma Ye looked back at the other scarred brothers and said:

"The stool didn't leave a letter from home, and it was the smallest in the shone, let's block the front, stool, you try to run when the thieves charge, don't look back!"

Hearing this, the stool's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said:

"Master Ma, this... How can this work..."

"How can there be deserters in the Qi army, don't be a deserter on the stool!"

Ma Ye wanted to say something more, but there was a sound of horses' hooves from around, but it was the horse team of the Dashun Army that began to charge, and he couldn't say more, he slapped his big hand on the horse's buttocks on the stool mount, turned around and shouted:

"Brothers, fight with the thieves, kill the thieves!"

"Kill the thief!"

The only dozen or so horsemen left in the Qi army suddenly burst out with unprecedented momentum, louder than the battle cry of the ordinary centaurs, and the stool could not control the mounts running backwards, so they could only look back in despair, watching the brothers who used to train together and eat and live together fall one after another.

"Master Ma... Yuko... Brother Shun, I will definitely avenge you! ”

Seeing that the head of the stool ran away without looking back, Ma Ye no longer had any concerns, and waved a knife to cut off a fierce-looking Dashun horse soldier in front of him.

But then, he was stabbed in the back ribs, and blood flowed.

"Okay, good to come!"

Enduring the severe pain, at this time, Ma Ye couldn't take care of any moves, and even his eyes were gradually darkening, he understood that it was not because of the night, but because he was gradually losing consciousness.

Ma Ye could only frantically swing the knife back and forth, wanting to kill one more Dashun thief, but the other party didn't give him this opportunity at all.

Several knives were inserted into Ma Ye's body back and forth, and with a "poof" sound, the knife in Ma Ye's hand fell to the ground weakly, and the whole person fell to the sky on his back.

At the moment of death, Ma Ye seemed to see King Qi ascending to the pole and conquering the Quartet, and he actually left with a smile.

......

A mile away, the stool looked at the chasing soldiers of the Dashun army close at hand, and could only shoot the horse and gallop, because there were more than a dozen people on the other side, and they were all the most courageous, and turning back was to die.

Speaking of death, how could the stool ever be afraid of death?

But if he died, wouldn't Ma Ye and his good brothers die in vain, and the stool would tell Liu Guoneng the news, and even tell His Royal Highness King Qi in person.

Dashun thief soldiers, kill them!

"Run, Lao Tzu told you to run!"

There are many people on the other side, and the horses don't seem to be very weak, one person and two horses, and soon chase behind the butt of the stool, watching the chasing soldiers with teeth and claws getting closer and closer, the stool becomes more and more anxious.

Suddenly, a shouting voice came from afar:

"Cavalry, put!"

"Bang ——!"

Immediately after, a loud noise came out, and the stool subconsciously burrowed under the horse's belly, and a few of the other party escaped with quick reactions.

Most of the rest were shot straight into a sieve, and the "poof, poof, poof" were planted on the horse, but the few who survived did not necessarily end better.

They had only gotten up to see what had happened, when they heard another shouting in the distance.

"Cavalry, kill!"

"Boom ......"

In the last impression of these Dashun cavalry, they saw thousands of Qi cavalry rushing towards them in groups, and the people in the front row held three-eyed guns in their hands and smashed them directly on the head.

"Poof..."

With a short fight, these people without exception followed in the footsteps of those people, but their death was even more miserable.