"Ready!" Looking at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, Wu Sangui raised his sword, and then waved it down decisively: "Release!" ”

However, with Wu Sangui's release, the bow and arrow on the opposite side also smashed towards them like raindrops, and the sound of the bow and arrow cutting through the air and tearing the space became more and more harsh to the ears of the Ming soldiers.

"Raise your shield! Cover! Wu Sangui continued.

However, the shield soldiers still have a place where the cover is not complete, there are still a lot of Ming soldiers who were shot by arrows and fell unwillingly, but their efforts are still rewarded, many of the cavalry on the opposite side have been shot and fallen off their horses, a mourning, with the cavalry approaching, the archers and bombardiers have cooperated, after a dense attack, the results are remarkable, and the attack formation in front has obviously shrunk a circle.

After continuing to estimate the distance for a while, Wu Sangui nodded and said, "The warriors of the Ming Dynasty! Rush with me! "After saying that, swing the sword forward, and kill it first!

"Kill!" The Guanning iron cavalry behind shouted, and rushed towards the cavalry on the opposite side with Wu Sangui, and then, with the neighing of a war horse, the two waves collided fiercely, like a silver light in the night, fiercely intertwined.

"Kill!" In the shouting of killing, the fierce collision of swords, guns, swords and halberds continued to play like a symphony, and there was a faint cry of pain from the merciless piercing of the flesh, the blood flowed slowly like a small stream, making a roaring sound, but it was drowned out by the crazy shouting and killing, and the eyes of each soldier were filled with blood, madness, killing and hatred, and they kept their minds, fighting and slashing for the hope and honor in their hearts, Swinging a knife represents their own hope of survival, with the two cavalry fighting, the rear infantry also began to surge, brandishing sharp weapons to join the battle formation, their division of labor, chopping the horse's legs, the stabbing cavalry's stabbing cavalry, far away, a grenade thrown into the opponent's narrow position, with a "boom!" On the other side, as the enemy's main force was dragged down, another wave of Ming troops began to implement the three-light policy, burning, killing, and robbing! Let their perimeter be in ruins.

In the raging fire, a person wearing silver armor and a person wearing white armor are entangled to death, the war knives in the hands of the two are like two swimming dragons intertwined quickly, one after another silver light crosses, the battle armor on the body will have a few more scratches, in many places that the armor cannot cover, at this time there are already traces of blood slowly flowing out, but the two are unaware of the death battle, it seems that they will not stop until they cut off each other's war horses.

"You are that Wu Sangui?" Dodor shouted.

"It's your uncle and me!" Wu Sangui replied with a sneer.

"You're looking for death!" Dodor said angrily.

"Really? The kid is young, and he hasn't grown any hair underneath, right? Dare to say such unbelievable words to Uncle Ben! Amusing! Wu Sangui laughed out loud as he spoke, because his voice was too loud, so it affected the soldiers on both sides who were fighting next to him, and in an instant, several Tartar soldiers who were distracted by Wu Sangui were cut off by the Ming army.

And some of the Ming troops who had no opponents laughed, and then continued to search for their prey, "Kill Lao Tzu!" Not a single Ming army remained! Dodor roared.

"Really? Uncle Ben is looking forward to it! Wu Sangui was still laughing, while carefully parrying the stormy attack from Duoduo, and carefully observing Duoduo's attack paths, and found that although Duoduo had been provoked at this time, the attack moves did not appear too chaotic because of anger, and still aimed at the gap in Wu Sangui's defense from time to time to attack, which made Wu Sangui a little impressed with Duoduo.

Although the Tartar soldiers launched a fierce attack on the Ming army, because of the Ming army's ingenious cooperation and desperate counterattack, and the Ming army had an obvious numerical advantage and an advantage in firearms, the Tartar defense circle was constantly shrinking, and Duoduo naturally noticed this, and began to be anxious in his heart.

On the other side, at this time, Yixian County was still under heavy bombardment from the Ming army's artillery fire, and the failure of the previous battle plan couldn't help but make Abatai look at Yuan Chonghuan a few points, and then looked at the fragmented Yixian County that had been bombarded, and sighed: "Zhang Meng! Come here! ”

"The minions are here! Lord Belle! What do you command? A Han general came over respectfully and said.

"You lead all your troops to ambush there!" As he spoke, he pointed to a road in the city with his hand.

"Lord Belle! Everyone has withdrawn over there, so what about the defense of the city? Zhang Meng wondered.

"If you go down again, you'll step on it! Now it's just waiting for the Ming army to send it to the door by itself, and we will give a head-on blow! ”

"Lord Baylor is wise! Minions, let's arrange it! Zhang Meng hurriedly said.

"Behave well! I can fight for you for the blue flag master of this Han army! Do you understand? Abatai said.

Zhang Meng was overjoyed after hearing this, and said excitedly: "Master Xie Beile cultivates!" Slaves should die! ”

"Hmmm! Ben Baylor is optimistic about you! That's right! Leave some people here to bluff and act like we're going all out to defend! Do you understand? All right! There you go! Abatai said.

"Slaves know! Minions take orders! After Zhang Meng finished speaking, he immediately beckoned his people to the ambush site, and at this time he didn't notice that Abatai's eyes had been paying attention to a place outside the city, which was where Duoduo was.

Seeing that Zhang Meng quickly led the people away obediently after arranging it, Abatai let out a sneer, and then said to the generals beside him: "Let's go!" ”

"Lord Belle! Leave them alone? Someone asked.

"Without them, the Ming army is attracted! How do we get there? Abatai gave him a cold look.

"Lord Belle taught me a lesson!" The general hurriedly bowed his head and said.

"I'll go out secretly from Simon in a moment! Don't move too much! Once you've gathered with Dord's troops, evacuate quickly from the path! Horn sound! Let Dodor prepare! Abatai said.

"Yes!" His men hurried to get ready.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!" The deep horn sounded, and Zhang Meng under the city was overjoyed when he heard it: "Lord Belle is ready to fight to the death!" "I didn't know that I had been fooled.

Duoduo, who heard the horn, was overjoyed, glanced at Wu Sangui on the opposite side coldly, and then began to fight while secretly slowly retreating, and the other soldiers of the Tartars also silently cooperated with his actions, and fought and retreated, without giving the Ming army any opportunity to take advantage of.