The Qing army's preparations for battle were very high-grade, and less than a quarter of an hour later, Tuge had already left the city gate with six hundred cavalry, because considering the relationship between defending the city, his men were not all the military horses under his command, leaving hundreds of people to defend the city. Of the 600 people who were taken away, 100 were to be brought by the white-armored Bayala guards, and among the other 500, there were 200 red-bakala soldiers and 300 horse armors.

Six hundred healthy horses knocked on the ground with iron hooves, roaring and galloping on the land of Kansai, stirring up the smoke and dust of the old high, and Tuge rode on a yellow horse in front of his head in high spirits, wearing a helmet and armor, which was incomprehensible.

He was a little excited, slightly excited, holding the reins of the horse and pulling it tightly, a kind of emotion that was about to reap great merit filled the brain, in his opinion, the Ming army in addition to those soldiers and horses in Liaodong can be a battle, since entering the customs has never encountered a decent opponent, the southern barbarians on the battle formation, or far away on the birds and guns indiscriminately, chaotic coaxing is not the same, only the cavalry rush or the shield car will collapse; Either they don't even let go of the birds, and the two sides take a look at each other and run, without the appearance of an army at all.

Not even as good as Zhang Xianzhong's military horse that he met a few days ago, Tug thought so, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Thousands of Ming troops? So what, even if there are more than a thousand, three thousand or four thousand, it's not just a number, it's not just a number, it's two different things from combat power, although there are only six hundred people in my Eight Banners, it's more than enough, and it's effortless to break it, those cowards, in front of the strong and brave warriors, will immediately show their original form and run away.

Almost all of the 608 banner soldiers have this idea, they are very relaxed, as if what they are about to face is not a fight with several times the number of enemy troops, but to hunt, to drive, to capture, the experience of many battles since entering the customs for more than a year tells them that the Ming army in the pass is like this.

The Qing Dynasty was invincible in the field, unparalleled in siege, if it weren't for the relatively small number of people, it would have occupied Kyushu in China a long time ago, where would there be room for the southern barbarians****** still lingering in the south.

The distance of fifty miles was measured by the horse's hooves, and it was almost there, and in the distance, the low building of Fangjiaji appeared in front of him.

Fangjiaji, the common Zhuangzi in Kansai, the size of a mile in a square circle, more than 100 households, there is a long round rammed earth wall around the Zhuangzi, the wall is only three feet high, the height can only be counted as a breast wall, the wall is dug a trench with a zhang to be wide, about five feet deep, there is no water in the ditch, there is a door before and after the wall, there is a wooden suspension bridge on it, it is hoisted with a rope, it is a high pull up state at the moment.

Tug reined in his horse more than ten feet away from Zhuangzi and halted the whole army, because he felt that something was wrong.

It's too quiet.

There was not even a sound in the entire Zhuangzi, and the silence was so quiet that one would think that it was a deserted uninhabited village.

There was no sound of weapons colliding, no roaring and fighting, no screaming and screaming, the weather was sunny, and there was not even the sound of the wind.

Tug didn't feel weird, only anger in his heart.

A raging flame of rage rose in his heart, flowing down his veins to the four meridians, igniting every cell in his body, and then heading straight to the top of his head.

Damn, there is no voice, only one explanation, the **** Ming army killed all the 100-person team that entered, and did not leave a single mouth alive to escape.

"Go, run around this Zhuangzi and see if there is anything unusual around." Tug commanded, and the long knife came out of its sheath with a "brush", and the frost was all over his face.

Two Bashiku agreed, one on the left and one on the right, and went along the sides with a group of people.

Tug looked up at the tall watchtower that the Fang family had gathered inside the wall, and it was empty.

He turned over and dismounted, standing firmly on the ground, frowning and looking at Fang Jiaji, and the bannermen behind him followed him to dismount and gather behind him.

Not long after, two teams of Qing soldiers riding around the village on the left and right met at the other end of the Zhuangzi, they found nothing, there were no ghosts outside the whole Zhuangzi, no one met, the two teams joined forces, guarded the back door of Fangjiaji, and then sent one person back to report to Tuge.

Tug soon received the news from Pegasus, his brows furrowed even deeper, he called the waistcoat that had originally reported the news, and asked, "Did you really go in here and run into the Ming army?" ”

Ma Jia replied affirmatively: "That's right, it's here, when the small one runs out, this suspension bridge is still put down, otherwise the small one can't run out." ”

Tug nodded thoughtfully, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said hatefully: "The suspension bridge on the other side is also pulled up, and Minggou is still inside!" Can't be wrong! ”

"Be bold, these Nanban are really hateful, my lord, let's kill it, maybe we can save a few brothers!"

"The adults are coming too fast, the dogs must not have time to retreat and hide inside!"

"My lord, attack, kill those Nanban, otherwise you won't be able to explain to Prince Su."

The people around him suggested to Tug in a gossipy, and they were equally annoyed and indignant.

Tuge actually still has concerns, if the field, 600 cavalry to attack thousands of Ming troops fearless, he has full certainty of victory, but the Ming army is hiding in Zhuangzi, the terrain is unknown, there are many Ming soldiers, this risk is high.

In particular, this Zhuangzi is surrounded by a trench, except for dismounting and foot fighting, otherwise it is impossible to enter at all, and the wooden planks used in the drawbridge are full of holes, even if the rope is cut and put down, as soon as the cavalry horses step on it, I am afraid that it will collapse immediately.

After hesitating for a moment, the consciousness of the strong army of a hundred battles still prevailed over reason, Tug gritted his teeth, raised his long knife high, and shouted sharply: "The whole army dismounts, follow me to fight, we rush in and cut off the head of the Nanban!" ”

Hundreds of people behind him shouted in unison: "Kill! They dismounted, drew their blades and bows and arrows.

Tug looked at the two white-armored soldiers beside him, and the two of them understood it, and stepped forward in unison, bending their bows and arrows, concentrating and aiming slightly, and "whoosh" the two arrows shot out with a strong wind.

The suspension bridge was originally tied and hung with hemp rope, and as soon as the arrow arrived, it hit the rope impartially, and the rope was broken, and the suspension bridge lost its support, and with a "bump", it was set up on the edge of the ridge and set up a passage on the trench.

Tug waved his hand, and the bannermen behind him rushed forward, shouting Manchu and rushing over.

In the front, there are two strong and healthy white-armored soldiers, they are wearing armor, wearing chain mail, and the iron leaves on the surface of the armor are painted white, clearly distinguishing them from other soldiers, showing their special status. The two of them kicked open the hidden door and rushed in first.

Tug followed closely behind the banner soldiers in front of him and rushed into Zhuangzi, where he saw a loess alley, on both sides of the alley, there were low thatched mud houses, and occasionally one or two brick houses were sandwiched between them, which seemed very wide, and both in the alley and in the houses on both sides, they were lifeless and lifeless.

The flag soldiers picked up the long knives and sticks in their hands, smashed open the doors on both sides of the house with "ping pong", went in to search, and one Bashiku took two steps forward, twisted a piece of red soil on the ground, sniffed it on his nose, frowned and said to Tug behind: "It's blood!" ”

In fact, it is needless to say that as long as people with long eyes can see it, there are bright red blood stains everywhere on the ground of this loess alley, because it has not been for a long time, the color of the blood stains has not turned black, and it is still bright red and eye-catching, indicating that in this alley, there was a bloody battle not long ago.

The strange thing is that there are no corpses except bloodstains, not even a piece of armor or a weapon, and the flag soldiers who rushed into the huts on both sides also found nothing, shaking their heads to report that there was no one in the house.

Tuge wondered in his heart, looking at this posture, most of his soldiers were more than lucky, but why did the Ming army take their corpses away? It's a shame to take it back and behead it, and how troublesome it is to move the body.

"Rush forward, go ahead and have a look." Tug immediately made a decision, urging the flag soldiers to move forward, it seems that after the Ming army ambushed their own people, they ran away with the corpses, the corpses of hundreds of people, with it is a burden, it must not be far, there must be remnants of the Ming army in this Zhuangzi, and now the front and rear two Zhuang gates are blocked, and they can't escape!

The blood stains on the ground stretched all the way, along the path in the middle of the Zhuangzi, and the Qing army ran all the way through gritted teeth, and soon passed through this short alley and came to the center of Fangjiaji.

This is a large open space, there is a dirt platform on one side, it seems to be the place where the big families in the village invite the troupe to perform the big drama when the farmers are idle on weekdays, the earth platform is not high, up to the waist of ordinary people, but at this time, the platform is full of things.

It's all corpses.

The corpses of nearly 100 Qing soldiers, stripped naked, piled up on the earthen platform, became a hill like a Beijing view, horizontal and vertical, and drenched in blood.

Many of the corpses were still staring at the sky as if they were dead.

"Ah~~!" Tug roared wildly, hurried forward, ran to the pile of corpses, and roared like madness: "Damn Nanban, cowardly Ming dog! How dare you do this to our warriors! ”

The clothes and armor on these corpses were all stripped off, and they were not even close-fitting clothes, and their naked bodies were exposed, like a dehaired pig, exposed to broad daylight, and the wounds on their bodies were as many as hair, as large as the mouth of a bowl, and as small as a gun's hole, dense, and countless, I don't know what kind of killing they suffered, so there would be so many wounds.

"Search! Search carefully! Tuge roared: "There must be still Ming troops in this village who haven't run away, and they have found an inch of cut meat!" ”

The Qing soldiers who followed him into the village were all angry and were about to agree, but when they heard the village gate coming, a burst of fried bean-like birds suddenly broke out.

The shouts of countless Han people sounded at the gate of the village: "Kill the Tartars!" ”

Tug was shocked when he heard this, and his angry face was even more angry, these Nanban are too arrogant, hiding in this Zhuangzi to fight an ambush, can they really win the Eight Banners Army with these indiscriminate means? The Eight Banners Army was invincible in the field, and of course it was even more invincible in close combat, and he brought six hundred people with him, which was enough to strangle the ambush army here.

"Don't panic, the white-armored soldiers follow me forward, open the village gate on the other side, let the people outside come in, and the rest of the ten people will be in a team, scattered into the village to fight, and kill the Ming army when they encounter it, leaving no room for survival!" Tug deployed calmly, not at all flustered.

He didn't notice that around the clearing, in the dark windows of the thatched houses, in the broken doors, and in the alleys between the many houses on all sides, there were barrels of bird's guns and crossbows with destroying mountains.

(End of chapter)