There was a false alarm, and after an almost absurd scene, this is still a heroic city with five winds and ten rains, but everyone's hearts are extremely heavy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Tiejun is not good at spells, and Tartar is not greedy for life and afraid of death, but Wuyi shot behind his back, and Tartar had to retreat, otherwise he would be attacked inside and out, and Tartar would not be able to fight even if he was strong.

The children of the Eight Banners have a fatal flaw, that is, the population is insufficient, even if Abatai is attacked by anger, he will not be stupid enough to kill himself, in the Qing Dynasty, strength is everything, he only has six Niu Lu in his hands.

"The master is wise, this group of thieves will be punished, congratulations to the master for this great achievement today." Bao Yi followed behind Abatai, flattering loudly.

Abatai's expression was resolute, his eyes were cold and resolute, he grabbed the reins tightly, he suddenly turned his head and showed a cold smile, this group of damn thieves, let him pay such a big price, bring such a shame to the Qing Dynasty, how could he let them go so easily!

This is not a real defeat, but a feint, reluctant lamb, unable to catch hungry wolves, this is known to hunters, so, he forbears, watching this group of greedy guys are killing his subordinates, and the one who is behind is Ahha, but he is also distressed.

"This group of thieves should be damned, the mounts turned out to be the best war horses in my Liaodong, they must be torn apart, no one can shake the iron hooves of the Qing Dynasty, Mongolia is not good, and the Han people are even worse." Abatai roared angrily in his heart, this was not only a thorn in his side, but also a thorn in the eye of Daqing, so he would not despise it.

There weren't many flags in his hand, but more than a thousand people, and there were screams from the armored people behind him, this bait was indeed eaten by them, but it was by no means so delicious, he wanted to make them all spit it out.

Here is a barren place, there is almost no trace of reclamation, as if returning to the vast grassland, this is the best battlefield of the Qing Dynasty, where the children of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty are brave and invincible, and no one can fight.

Abatai pulled the reins, and the horses almost stood up, with a neigh, the speed slowed down, and the team turned their heads, and he was surrounded by cotton armor bannermen, and some armor-worn warriors, more than two thousand.

On the battlefield in the rear, you can see the grappling, which is the Ahabs being tortured and killed.

"Your sacrifice is worth it, tearing them apart for me!" Abatai, who was close to knowing the destiny of heaven, roared like a beast, as vicious as a demon.

"Wu Dalang is just that, even if you can kill the king of Sakha Ling, but our master is not so brave and unscrupulous, why wait to make meritorious achievements, kill me!" Bao Yi will not only flatter, but also slash, their personality is distorted, and they are even more vicious.

A large number of warriors with white flags charged, as if a thundercloud in the sky impacted, they retreated, not afraid, but led the snake out of the hole, at this moment it was a thunderous blow, tearing apart the opponent in front of them.

The bravest warriors have taken the lead, and like a spear striking out, they have struck with great might.

The grassland battle is changing, how can this group of thieves understand, this time, they will use the most cruel means to make the opponent understand that the Qing Dynasty iron hooves are powerful.

"Surround! Destroy them all! ”

Zhang Jing, who was in front of him, shouted, and the spear split in an instant, turning into a phoenix-winged gilded boring, and like a huge hunting fork, it wanted to nail the prey here alive.

This change is only a dozen breaths of effort, which shows that the Tartar reacts quickly and is well-trained, this is a professional soldier who has left production.

But faster than them is the people's army, Wang Tiejun, Ma Monkey and others retreated one step ahead, Wuyi has mentioned it many times, they have also experienced it personally, they all know that the Tartar is powerful, unstoppable, and this time only six teams came, the number is very different.

"Damn, playing conspiracy, you still have to learn from your mother's womb and implement wolf pack tactics." Wang Tiejun laughed and laughed at the Tartars with disdain, their methods were copied from "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", how can they compare with the head of the martial arts.

"This cunning fox! If you eat meat, you want to run, how can there be such a good thing, this time it is to kill to the ends of the earth, and they must be destroyed. "Abatai has been through a hundred battles, and naturally knows the cunning of his opponent, but he will drop ten times with one strength and speak with the hardest fist.

Under the pursuit of thousands of bannermen, the opponent was no longer one, and suddenly it was torn apart, fleeing in all directions, this is the advantage, the strength of crushing.

"Even this kind of riding skills dare to be embarrassed, it really makes people laugh off their big teeth, Wu Dalang must be here, as long as there is his head, the master will definitely be promoted." Bao Yi seems to have seen the destruction of the other party.

"This is a very powerful opponent, if it becomes a real cavalry, it will be a headache, but here in the Ming Dynasty they have no chance." Abba Tai Rong Ma has also seen the extraordinary nature of this army, and over time, it will definitely be famous all over the world, he also said with emotion.

For such an opponent, Abatai will also give his sincerity, that is, to completely smash and leave no one.

"Cross ......" Wang Tiejun shouted with red eyes, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated the courage of this Tartar, and he followed and caught up so quickly.

The closest to him is the horse monkey, his old partner, and the most familiar person, both of them don't need to talk, they already understand each other's intentions, and then the two cavalry seem to collide together, this is a cross-kill tactic.

The sound of fire rang out, the green smoke was shrouded, and the people shouted and neighed, and a beautiful kill caught the already unstoppable Tartar off guard.

The soldiers did not get tired of deceit, they did not go head-to-head, and took advantage of the fire gun to hit the weakest side of the tartar fiercely, and the tartar fell like a dumpling.

The battlefield is changing rapidly.

"Impossible!" Abatai stood on a high place, staring at the changes in the battlefield, and just when the victory was in his hands, there was a sudden change, how could he not be frightened and shouted out in a lost voice.

There are not only two teams in the cross, but then, these two teams are like wolves entering a flock of sheep, covering and shooting with other teams, amplifying the effect continuously, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, which is spreading.

Although the Tartars' slashing and slashing skills are invincible, this kind of tactical cooperation is far inferior to that of the cavalry battalion, they have received this kind of coordination training from the beginning, and it has been carved into their bones, and they have become instincts, and they don't need to command, they know what position they should stand in.

"It's impossible! No one can defeat my Eight Banners! Bao Yi shouted sharply, the brave and good fighting of the Eight Banners is the proudest of every bannerman, and now it has been broken by someone who is the proudest, where can it be accepted.

"It's not a fighting skill...... "Abatai's pair of eagle eyes do not leave the battlefield to wander the Han cavalry, it is their chaos that breaks the game, the chaos of hidden order and killing machine, which makes people unable to adapt, he hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and collect the troops, integrate again, we can win with one blow." ”

He is like a chess master, who has deduced these killer moves in his head, and is ready to repeat them so that all the smoke will disappear.

The horn sounded, shaking the universe, long and vigorous, and the children of the Eight Banners quickly retreated, turned around and ran.

But one wrong step and one wrong step, he still underestimated his opponent, the People's Army, a regular army that was not the Ming Dynasty, and the wolf pack tactics were also summed up by combining countless battlefield experiences in later generations.

Moreover, some of the ironclad firearms were sharp, and the Tartars suffered even more, being abused by an opponent who was weaker than himself, but holding a sharp blade.

The people's army is like a pack of wolves chasing cattle, avoiding their edges, secretly biting down on the fat as long as there is an opportunity, causing panic.

The herd has a strong bull, its strength and horns can easily kill the lone wolf, but it doesn't work to deal with the wolf pack, Ma Monkey, Wang Tiejun, Li Erdou and Yang Tieding and others are all leading their own teams, this month or so, has long been the wolf pack tactics to understand thoroughly, flexible, cooperative.

Abatai's eyes were red in pain, this group of people were haunted by evil spirits, but the invincible riding skills did not work against this Wu Dalang.

Originally, the feint retreat was to integrate the team and smash the enemy at once, but Abatai was still too confident, there is no undefeated army in the world, even the elite soldiers in his hands, under such coercion, they can't calm down.

"Stop!" Abatai looked at the team that had been completely disorganized and shouted angrily.

But this place is out of control, and even if Abatai has stopped some of the people, many more are on the run.

"It's not good, master, let's retreat!" Bao Yi saw the Han people in the rear go straight here, and screamed in shock, and slashed at the body of Abatai's mount, the Han people are sharp, they all know, and there is that kind of electric gun, no need to fill gunpowder, the power is extremely strong, for fear that the master will make a mistake.

Abatai almost turned his back on his anger, looking at this with a blue face, he was defeated like this, how could he be willing, the opponent's strength was less than one-third of his own strong army, but he just didn't want to fight, and the result was a fiasco, if it was a real battle with a real sword, it might give the other party a painful blow.

But now it was too late to say anything, watching the cavalry fleeing all over the mountains, he could not do anything, and he could only throw himself into the net when he went to the big city, and gritted his teeth, he was ready to go to Azig, so that he could get rid of the pursuit and gather the remainder.

Aggrieved, after decades of fighting, Abatai is the first time to lose so aggrieved, the Mongolian rangers are known as ever-changing, invincible in riding and shooting, but they are all defeated under his iron hooves, and now he is defeated in the hands of the weak Han people, and a mouthful of old blood spurts out.