Li Benshen's eyelids jumped, and an ominous premonition sprouted in his heart, and it grew rapidly, making his heart palpitate inexplicably.

He saw black smoke rising into the air in the distance, so familiar that it was the same as what he had just seen on a frontal battlefield.

Wang Pingfan's Guanning Iron Cavalry went over there, could it be ......

A cold sweat dripped down his forehead, slid down his cheek and to his chin, and then fell on the yellow earth, wetting a small patch of dirt.

Impossible! The Guanning Iron Cavalry is unparalleled in a hundred battles, and even the Qing army can't eat two thousand Guanning troops in one bite, how can the Ming army do it? The cavalry is not as good as the foot soldiers, the mobility is strong, the cannon is not so easy to hit, and the cannon becomes an ornament because of the angle when it turns a little.

Thinking about it like this, Li Benshen suddenly made up his mind, Wang Pingfan's riding skills are exquisite, and he is an experienced general in the Liaodong Army, with him, the Guanning Iron Cavalry will definitely be able to stir up the Ming army's rear formation, as for the associations brought by those black smoke, it is completely unfounded.

He turned his gaze back to the front, on the battlefield where the dead soldiers' battalion was strewn with corpses, the elite battalion of the Chinese army was speeding up, changing from slow walking to trotting, and gradually transitioning to galloping, although the blood under their feet and the wounded soldiers who were not dead somewhat hindered their running pace, but it was only an obstacle, and it did not delay the speed of the impact.

The people running in front have already reached the position of the shield cart, the shield cart is made of solid wood, which is not so easy to destroy, and many of them are still intact and usable, and the soldiers of the elite battalion have pushed the shield cart one after another, covering the comrades behind them and rushing forward.

As long as the shield car can get close to the Ming army's array, the elite battalion hiding behind can shoulder the unfulfilled duties of the dead soldier battalion, in terms of hand-to-hand combat, although the elite battalion is slightly thinner, it is much more skilled than the dead soldier battalion, they are the real elite of the Liaodong Army, all of them are Wu Sangui's family members, and they are fully paid and eaten, just for this moment on the battlefield.

"It's a pity!" Li Benshen closed his eyes painfully, frowned and took a deep breath, as if swallowing a glass of bitter wine: "I don't know how many soldiers it will cost to fight the vanguard with the elite barracks, this is all the work done by those reckless people in the dead battalion, but now the soldiers have to do it, and it costs at least fifty taels of silver to train a family soldier with weapons and armor, it's a pity to lose it!" ”

Shaking his head, he opened his eyes helplessly, the resentment in his heart was incomprehensible, this was all a good thing done by the Ming Army in Hanzhong, these people must not stay, they must be killed cleanly to get rid of the hatred in their hearts!

However, as soon as his eyes opened, he froze.

In the sky, dozens of gray cloth bags were tumbling and flying towards the elite barracks that were rushing with their heads down.

Someone was already crying out: "Enemy attack! The firearms of the Ming army are here again! ”

Whether it was the elite barracks that rushed to the front, or the rear army that followed behind, when they heard the shout, they all widened their eyes in horror, raised their heads, and watched those cloth bags and the trajectory of their flight.

"Get out of the way!" Li Benshen roared, almost jumped up from his horse, his foot was tripped by the stirrup, and he almost fell off the horse, but he still shouted loudly, "Stay out of the way, scatter, scatter!" ”

He saw with his own eyes the destruction of the camp of the dead, and nearly 2,000 people were maimed by these strange cloth bags.

In fact, there is no need for him to remind them, every soldier in the elite battalion knows what to do, and the people in the dead battalion die in front of them, and those soldiers can wear three layers of armor, which are much thicker than their own, and they can't resist the Ming army's firearms, let alone wear only one layer of armor.

The cloth bag accurately fell in the formation of the Qing army, like a drop of wax oil dripping into the ant colony on the ground, where there was an explosive bag on the ground, with the landing point as the center of the circle, the Qing army around seemed to be pricked by a needle and screamed and scattered to avoid, you push me and I squeeze you, the strict formation was chaotic in an instant, the leading army general could not control it, and the military general was also dodging.

But the explosives were indiscriminately dropped, and the density was large, and the front of the Qing army's impact was only a few hundred steps, so where could they escape in a hurry? The foot-long fuse burned fast, how much time could he have to escape?

It didn't make the soldiers of the elite barracks panic for long, and the violent explosion sounded again, as if a cannon battle from hell, one after another exploded on the Huangquan Road, welcoming the arrival of the Liaodong Army.

Black columns of smoke reappeared in the sky, and the smoke was so thick that it resembled a visible wall that once again obscured the earth, and flashes of light flashed in the smoke, the light of the fire when the pill packets exploded one after another.

The entire elite barracks were covered in it, and some of the lucky ones were lucky enough to be left behind, a little far away, and were not wrapped in them, and at this time they were crawling on the ground and running on all fours, and they didn't know what to shout, they were all meaningless words, and from the expressions on their faces, these people probably had lost the will to fight.

This is true for anyone in the face of such a force that cannot be countered by manpower, and there will be no second instinctive option but to flee.

Li Benshen opened his mouth wide and didn't close it, he didn't expect that the artillery fire of the Ming army came so quickly, completely subverting his understanding of firearms, and from common sense, his decision was correct. Since the Ming army's firearms were fierce, it was an extremely wise contingency to rush over before the Ming army opened fire for the second time, so that they could not fire a second shell, and use their strong melee ability to offset the threat of firearms.

However, the artillery fire of the Ming army was too fast, from the death battalion to the artillery fire to the elite battalion relay rush, but in a short breath, this time, even the most elite firearms unit in the Qing army, the Wuzhen Chaoha battalion, could not fire the second shell.

The training level of the Qing army's Wuzhen Chaoha battalion was already above the decadent firearms battalions of the Ming army, what they couldn't do, the Ming army in front of them actually did it.

This, of course, made Li Ben deeply dumbfounded.

"Junmen, what should I do?" The 2,000 men of the rear army had stopped advancing, and their commander, General Baba, waited by Li Benshen's side and gave him twelve dares, and he did not dare to rely on the 2,000 men at hand to attack the Ming army's 10,000-strong array.

Li Ben had a deep white face, stunned for a long time, looking at the messy scene in front of him after the gunsmoke dissipated.

Of the 2,000-strong elite battalion, less than 500 people escaped alive, and among these people, many of them were wounded, and those who were not injured were also dumbfounded, obviously frightened and stupid.

How did this battle go? From the beginning of the war to the present, it has not been half an hour, how can the army of 8,000 people only have a rear army of 2,000 people left?

Li Benshen's hand holding the reins was tightly gripped, his nails almost sank into the flesh, but he didn't realize it, his eyes were in a daze, his mind was blank, and the old monk sat motionless on the horse.

The rear army staff general is very anxious, he knows his own family affairs, the rear army has never been the main force of the battle, less than thirty percent of the people in armor, willpower and combat effectiveness are even more disparity with the battalion of dead soldiers and the elite battalion, and he has long played the role of picking up leaks and clearing the field, if he is allowed to take the rear army to act as the vanguard, it is better to kill him directly.

"Military Gate! Make a decision! The general raised his voice a little more and leaned into Li Benshen's ear and shouted.

This time finally dragged Li Benshen out of his contemplation, he was excited, raised his head sharply, and looked at the general face to face.

At this moment, the general was startled, only to see Li Benshen's eyes wide open, the panic that could not be concealed between the pupils was clearly revealed in his eyes, a miserable white face was bloodless, his lips trembled, and he trembled and pointed to the left wing of the Ming army behind the general and groaned: "That, that, that's our cavalry?" ”

The general turned back sharply and looked at the place.

In the flying loess in the sky, hundreds of Guanning cavalry riding wolves rushed out of the side of the hill like mourning dogs, judging from their saddled appearance, it did not look like they had won a battle.

Even the huge flag disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, countless Ming cavalry shouted and chased from behind, these cavalry were very capable, they could shoot arrows with bows on horses, "Bang Bang Bang" in the bowstring, the Guanning cavalry in front of them continued to scream and turn over and fall off the horse, and were trampled under the feet by the horses' hooves behind, and quietly turned into meat and mud to nourish the earth.

However, if you take a closer look, you can find that the Ming cavalry only had bows and arrows used by a small number of people, and most of them had crossbows and bows, a very delicate and small repeater.

"Junmen, withdraw the troops!" The general shouted for the third time, he couldn't care much more, and shouted bluntly: "It's too late!" ”

The situation is already very clear, the situation is extremely bad, Wang Pingfan's Guanning Iron Cavalry doesn't know what is going on, and it seems that he has been defeated.

The entire Liaodong Army is still in formation, and only the rear army is left.

Li Benshen stared at the copper bell eyes, did not say a word, raised his head and looked left and right, with a complicated expression.

The pro-soldiers on the left and right looked frightened, and when they saw the Ming soldiers in front of them, they seemed to have begun to move.

A column of birds in front of the hand, dense as a forest of spears followed, in the earth-shattering war drums, shouting forward, every step, the sound of military boots on the ground is transmitted through the ground, this shock seems to also step on the heart of every Qing soldier, pressing people's hearts beat wildly.

Li Benshen calmed down at this time, and his pale face gradually became normal, and he was on the verge of despair, which actually made him return to a bit of normality.

"Withdraw troops? Where to retreat? Li Benshen said softly to himself, he raised his eyes and found that in addition to the front, the Ming cavalry that rushed out from behind the hill was more and more, and it had exceeded the initial number of three thousand, these cavalry were divided into two groups, except for a few people who continued to pursue the Guanning cavalry who fled for their lives, the rest began to outflank their own back road far away.

The rest of them are foot soldiers, and foot soldiers are faster than cavalry, so naturally they can't be compared.

Li Benshen suddenly laughed, but his smile was extremely miserable.

"I've been fighting geese all my life, and today I was pecked by geese!" He shook his head self-deprecatingly: "Being a soldier is a general, and dying on the battlefield is also a well-deserved death." ”

He slowly drew the knife out of the sheath, the snow-bright long knife was forged in steel, and the edge was sharp, and he had been fighting for many years, and he didn't count the blood he drank.

After a closer look, Li Benshen suddenly waved his knife with one hand, and angrily slashed down at the general of the rear army who was standing unsuspectingly, and shouted in his mouth: "Mess with our army's heart, you should be killed!" ”

The hand rises and the knife falls, and the head falls to the ground.

The surrounding Qing troops were shocked, looking at Li Benshen as if they were chilling, and no one dared to make a sound.

"We are rebellious, the sin is unforgivable, if it falls into the hands of the Ming army, there is no way to live, only by fighting to the death, can we win a glimmer of life!" Li Benshen twisted his face and looked hideous, and shouted with hatred: "If you want to live, you will kill the enemy with Ben!" ”

With a wave of his long knife, he kicked the horse's belly violently, and led the crowd to run towards the surging Ming army.

(End of chapter)