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On the road west of Zhoujiakou, a bloody battle is underway.

The Qing army's horse team, which came to help, ran headlong into the Chen family's cavalry team that was waiting here. Although the latter also arrived not long ago, the morale of both sides was suddenly high.

The former has the advantage of troops, but they are running all the way; The latter was inferior in strength, but he waited for work at ease. And in terms of equipment, the cavalry of the Chen family army is equipped with cuirasses, and some of them also have handcuffs. To a certain extent, Chen Jiajun still has the advantage, but both sides have reasons to fight to the death, which is really a good kill.

The hedge of seven or eight hundred cavalry on both sides, the tragic fighting, the sound of gunfire was loud, and I don't know how many people died at the moment of touching, and I don't know how many horses neighed in pain. The miserable screams were immediately heard, and they could not be stopped.

"Give me death-" Zhang Bolin shouted angrily in the chaos, the big gun in his hand shook hard, and the sharp tip of the spear was suddenly shaken into a chaotic nebula, and the bright little silver dots were so dazzling, like a meteor shower, and they hit Chen Kaishan with their heads and faces.

Zhang Bolin, who was born in the Han military banner, is not only superb in equestrianism, but also very good at making a big gun on the horse.

Compared with Chen Kaishan, the steward of the Chen family who previously selected and raised large livestock such as mules and horses, the kung fu of the battle array is not half a star. Chen Kaishan had already taken a face-to-face photo with Zhang Bolin before, and was shot by Zhang Bolin under the left ribs, if it weren't for the iron armor, Chen Kaishan would have become the first battalion officer to die since the Chen family's cavalry. And that is also Zhang Bolin's carelessness, although Chen Kaishan is a battalion officer, the armor on his body is no different from rattan armor from the outside. But this time, Zhang Bolin already understood that Chen Kaishan in front of him was a big fish.

Looking at the face again, Chen Kaishan wants to say that it is impossible not to be afraid in his heart, but no matter how afraid he is, he must hold it up. He secretly regretted in his heart that he had exhausted the two double-barreled handcuffs early, otherwise he would have collapsed the officer and soldier in front of him with one shot, where would Zhang Bolin be allowed to show off his might in front of him?

Chen, who was very relieved about the defense of the cuirass in his heart, only used a big knife to protect his face and neck, but Zhang Bolin's shot was really so easy to parry, and the big gun he had practiced for more than ten or twenty years would be in vain. With a light hand, the saber in Chen Kaishan's hand had been picked up by Zhang Bolin, and when Zhang Bolin then pierced Chen Kaishan's neck with a shot, a gunshot came from nearby, and a bright blood flower exploded on Zhang Bolin's chest, and his strong body shook slightly on the horse's back, and he fell down the horse before he even had time to say a word. A clear layer of cold sweat broke out on Chen Kaishan's forehead, and he didn't have time to look back to see who saved him, so he hurriedly pulled out his spare saber to parry another slashing weapon.

The cavalry charge in the west of Zhoujiakou was not the neat cavalry phalanx on the European battlefield, advancing like a wall. Whether it is on the side of the Qing army or the Chen army, both sides are more like horse bandits fighting for food, rather than an army.

Since the first hedge, the two sides have been mired in horseback fighting, and it is difficult for the leader to even command the troops.

Chen Kaishan didn't say anything, Liu Yandong could only maintain a small team of thirty or forty people, and kept opening and filming with Chen Jiajun in the chaos. The melee lasted for more than two quarters of an hour, and when the situation of the complete rout of the Qing soldiers and horses was decided, Liu Yandong realized that he was about to lose the battle.

Liu Yandong was very depressed. At the beginning of the war, he lost the command of the overall situation, and when the defeat was decided, he received a signal that he could not turn the tide or make the defeat less ugly. Because the defeated Qing soldiers and horses ignored him at all, they looked at the road to the west one by one, beat their horses and fled. If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, the Qing army would have lost another general.

"Kill—" A chase immediately began, and the Chen family's army and horses, which were about thirty or forty fewer in number, shouted, and the war horses galloped past the dead corpses all over the ground.

Behind the Qing army's horse team, of course, there were people from the Qing army brigade who hurried over, and their destination Zhoujiakou had already discovered the whereabouts of the Chen family's army, and then they were terrified. Countless merchants and people are either fleeing or living in fear. Of course, there are also clamoring to organize militia groups to protect the township. But the militia group in Zhoujiakou had been collected by Guide Town before, and if they wanted to reorganize the second branch, how could they do it in one or two sentences? Moreover, Chen Jiajun's great reputation also made the big businessmen in Zhoujiakou have no confidence to resist at all.

The only thing they could do was to ask for help from the Buddha of Xihua and the capital city of Chenzhou.

One step earlier than Zhoujiakou, Fode, who discovered that Chen's army was eastward, had sent troops to rescue Zhoujiakou, and when the Qing soldiers and Chen's army's horse team fought in the west of Zhoujiakou, Zhoujiakou's fast horse to Fucheng to report the news had not yet replied, and Chen's army's large army had arrived less than ten miles away from Zhoujiakou under the leadership of Chen Ming. The Qing army that came from Xihua was at least twenty miles away from Zhoujiakou.

"Dignified Zhoujiakou, this is fatter than Chenzhou Mansion City. Chen couldn't let it go anyway. ”

"Just such a thing, you Zhou Jiakou are embarrassed to take it?"

"Go back and tell the people in Zhoujiakou that either come out with the 'sincerity' that I believe, or wait for the uncle's soldiers to come to visit. Our army took Zhoujiakou, and all the goods in it belonged to the Chen family. ”

"A group of merchants, how can the uncle be offended? Can you still fight with my Chen family? ”

"Go back and tell them honestly, the people who are interested will prepare the things, and it won't be long before the master will enter the Zhou family, they are interested, and I won't embarrass them. After Chen settled in, he did not come to visit, and his soldiers would not take half a step. Chen Ming looked at the Zhoujiakou in front of him and said with a smile. As for those guys who don't have long eyes, what do you care about them? What's in it for you??? ”

The main purpose of Chen's army to the east of Zhoujiakou was, of course, to mobilize the Qing troops who retreated to Xihua and give them a hard beating. On the other hand, Chen Ming really coveted the wealth of Zhoujiakou. After taking here, the Chen family swept the entire Ruzhou. In particular, there is a lot of sulfur saltpeter.

The so-called Liangwa Town, Zhuge Temple Town, and even Hot Spring Town, etc., are all pieces of cake compared with Zhoujiakou. Don't look at Zhoujiakou as just a town, but the commercial energy is counted in the whole of Henan.

Chen Yihe's business has closed the door, and there is a yellow five-pointed star flag on a red background inadvertently under the guise of the business, Zhang Yunhe and his men are hiding in the business, everyone is holding sticks, and everyone is nervous!

For the first time in his life, Zhang Yunhe admired his owner so much, wise.