Dong Sanlin's bottom plate is already excellent, with long hands and feet, bee waist and ape arms, and his whole body is full of strength, and he has practiced knives for more than ten years under the guidance of his father's leather whip since childhood. His sword skills are fierce and unstoppable, but he is not lacking in skill. In many cases, it is a gentle slash through the enemy's neck, or a sharp knife into the enemy's chest, and then a gentle pick.

Killing a person with a knife is just one sentence -- killing people is effortless, and no more energy is wasted

"Beware of the less in charge!"

The voice behind him came, the leprosy head shouted, the big iron gun in his hand shook out, like a dragon, with a snap, he blocked the weapon of the Jurchen Tartar who attacked Dong Sanlin, and pushed it, stabbing him in the chest with a transparent hole.

Blood splattered everywhere, and a black, heavy spear tip peeked through his back.

He pulled it out with all his might, pulled out the iron spear, and knocked it on the temple of a Jurchen man, only to hear a muffled sound, and the Jurchen knight let out a terrible scream, and the whole person leaned back, blood flowed from his eyes and ears, and he obviously couldn't live.

The leper smiled hesitantly: "Young master, why are these Tartars impatient to fight today?" It's a lot cooler than that day! How many did you kill? ”

Dong Laohu's father and son are an outlier in Wu Yijun, they are an army of horse thieves, father and son, Lian Zining doesn't care too much about these details under the premise that he maintains absolute control over them. Lian Zining set up a first-level military establishment, an old qualified guard and a newly formed guard merged into one army, and almost all the generals of the army concurrently served as the commander of the original guard, but Dong Laohu was different. After Dong Laohu became a general of the Fourth Army. Now Dong Sanlin is already the commander of the Eleventh Guard.

He was not angry when he heard the leprosy head call him less in charge. Very hearty laugh: "More than you, sixteen." Not to mention, these tartars are indeed a lot weaker today. ”

Not only them, but almost all the Wu Yi soldiers were aware of this.

These Tartars are completely like two people in the previous two days!

This is the problem of morale, and the morale of these Jurchen cavalry is much worse than that of their Fuyuwei allies.

They were originally full of enthusiasm and high spirits, and they came to avenge their shame. But I didn't expect that this blood was first consumed by the extreme exhaustion brought by the rapid march along the way, and then by the sniper who could only be beaten and could not fight back, and forced to come to Partridge Town, relying on the last breath to take revenge, but I didn't expect that this was a trap.

And they all fell into the trap of others.

A lot of blood was doused by the cold water on their heads, they were all stupid by the cold reality, and even many soldiers were already crazy. More often than not, I feel weak. His limbs were weak, he had no strength in his hands, and he couldn't even hold his own weapons.

When the extreme excitement wears off, there is extreme fatigue. They just want to fall to the ground and sleep now.

I don't care about anything, I don't want to do anything, I'm so tired and want to die!

So for a while. Although the Jurchens had the advantage in numbers, they could not break free. Doesn't have much of the upper hand.

Amin was surrounded by three hundred kidnappers and horses, and a pair of cold and lightning eyes scanned the battlefield.

He was extremely tired. But his heart is like a flood of autumn water, cold and quiet, and everything around him can't escape his gaze.

He was also surprised.

Whether it is him or Ha Bubu, he thinks from the bottom of his heart that Lian Zining's target this time is undoubtedly Amin, but the current situation on the battlefield really makes him doubt in his heart.

Wu Yi's army gathered heavy troops to attack Fuyuwei, clearly with the posture of completely destroying it, but only sent a remnant army to entangle itself - there is no reason for this!

"Could it be that Lian Zining's goal from the beginning was to Fu Yuwei? But it shouldn't be, he set up this bureau to lure me into the bait, almost all the arrangements are aimed at me, if you don't come out, you won't necessarily come, for me, you have worked hard to lure me in, even such a precious bait as King Liang has been used, but at this time, it is to exterminate Ha can't come out, this doesn't make sense! ”

Originally, Amin thought that he had seen through Lian Zining's arrangement, and his heart had stabilized, and at this time he couldn't help but start playing the drums.

"Yes, he must have seen that there are many people on my side, and it is difficult to fight, if the troops are evenly divided, it is impossible to say that there is no way to get anywhere, so he simply concentrates his forces to destroy the weak side first. Lian Zining reacted really quickly, and he knew that it was better to break one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers! ”

Amin thought about it, but he couldn't find a better explanation.

He is also the kind of person who is well-informed, and at first glance, it seems that Lian Zining's main target is not himself, and there are not many troops who come to his side to entangle, and he still has the idea of turning defeat into victory in his heart - this is also the necessary psychological quality to become a strong man. But for now, the sergeants are tired and war-weary, and their morale is so low that it is impossible to make a difference.

Amin sighed and said, "Order, retreat, don't entangle, retreat!" ”

It's going to run.

A whining horn sounded, resounding throughout the battlefield.

I Ba Boy led 300 kidnappers and horses, all the way to break through the siege, protecting Amin to flee westward, Wu Yijun was few after all, but he couldn't stop him. Behind them were countless Jurchen cavalry, and Wu Yijun naturally would not let go of this good opportunity to beat the water dogs, and chased and killed them in the back.

In fact, this is the easiest time to kill the enemy.

When morale is exhausted, the army is absent, there is no organization of officers, there is no unified order, no matter how many elite soldiers there are, they are lambs to the slaughter. The change of Tumu Fort is the most typical example. 500,000 Beijing troops, is the most elite of the Ming Dynasty at that time, the most elite group of professional soldiers, they have experienced a hundred battles, brave and resolute, but when the entire army is defeated, the soldiers can not find the general, the general can not find the soldiers, it immediately became a mess of scattered sand. was slaughtered by 30,000 Warat cavalry, pigs and sheep slaughtered!

30,000 slaughtered 500,000, this comparison is actually not an exaggeration at all.

Soldier. It needs to be organized.

"Amin escaped." King Liang put down the clairvoyant mirror and turned back to Lian Zining.

"Expected." The corner of Lian Zining's mouth hooked lightly: "This kid's reaction is not slow." If it's a little late, you won't be able to leave! ”

King Liang was curious. After all, I still couldn't hold back: "Isn't Amin your target this time?" You've gone to great lengths to lure him to this partridge town, and you've just watched him escape? ”

"Who said I was going to watch him run away?" Lian Zining laughed, pressed his hand weakly, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, the lower official has said it several times, don't be impatient, don't be impatient!" ”

King Liang smiled bitterly: "I knew you would say that, yes, this king won't ask." ”

Lian Zining didn't pay attention to King Liang. took the clairvoyant mirror to carefully check the situation on the battlefield, and his mouth seemed to be muttering to himself: "Chase and kill, when our Ming Dynasty's 500,000 Beijing troops were in Tumu Fort, they were slaughtered like this, right?" ”

He sighed, and said with a solemn face: "Liu Zhen misled the country, and the soldiers are loyal and brave." Fuyuwei is also a Mongolian branch, and the ancestor of Warat is the same ancestor, and he is ranked, and his official is today. With the blood of these Tartars, pay tribute to the heroic souls of the ranks! ”

Qianli's gaze always moved with the movement of Amin's army, and after looking at it for a while, Lian Zining said, "Pass the order." Let Dong Laohu not chase so hard, it almost means something, these Jurchens are not very easy to mess with. Don't make dumplings in reverse. ”

"Yes, sir!"

The herald took the order and departed.

King Liang seemed to want to say something. I couldn't help it, and my expression was a little choked.

Then Lian Zining's hand was aimed at the Ha Bu Department who was in the middle of the battle.

The situation here is still a mixed bag. It's intricate, but it's becoming clearer. It can be clearly seen that Wu Yijun has completely gained the upper hand. They used their superior forces to divide and surround the cavalry of Fuyuwei, squeezing them wantonly, and causing a large number of casualties. Now the original 20,000 cavalry of Fuyuwei is now only six or seven thousand people, and the number is still declining rapidly.

"Kill!"

A group of more than 50 wild Jurchen cavalry shouted loudly, let out a strange cry in their mouths, and waved the mace in their hands and rushed towards the Fuyu Guard cavalry about ten zhang away.

And the Fuyu Guard cavalry on the opposite side was already only about 20 people--they were not so few, but the original army of 100 households was almost exhausted under the gradual encroachment of the Wu Yi army. All around are tired of corpses, the corpses of war horses, full of corpses, squeezed and accumulated together, covering the entire wilderness, at a glance, gloomy and miserable, the wind and the sun, is the sun on the edge of the sky, but also a little more bleak and miserable.

Fu Yuwei's only remaining hundred households were on the war horse, looking ahead with a dull face, and if it weren't for the occasional movement of his eyes, he would even wonder if he was dead.

He was covered in blood, black and black, his leather robe was already a dull red, his left arm was broken up to his forearm, and the blood was stubble, and there was a coarse cloth that hastily wrapped it, but blood still seeped out of it from time to time.

The cavalry of the Wuyi Army on the opposite side charged again?

They don't seem to get tired! No, it's not that they won't get tired, they're also flesh and blood like us, so why shouldn't they be tired? It's just that they haven't been on the road for a few days before, and they haven't fought for a long time. And we are already tired to death!

Finally, the muscles on his face moved, and the sluggishness was gone, replaced by endless despair and misery.

"Is this going to die? Like these robes that are already lying on the ground? ”

At last he couldn't take it anymore, turned over and jumped off his horse, supported himself with one arm, knelt on the ground and cried: "Down, we have fallen!" ”

"Down?"

Everyone was stunned, not just the Fuyu Guard cavalry behind these hundred households.

"Stop!" Although this Wu Yi Army is a member of the Fifth Cavalry Army, and the soldiers under his command are all foreign races from the Jiangbei Tribes, he is a Han man, who used to be a general banner under Yang Husheng, and was later transferred to the Fifth Cavalry Army as an errand.

He raised his right hand in the air, and the whole team felt as if the brakes had been pulled. After rushing forward two steps and then stopped, the hundred households pointed to the remaining Fuyu Guard cavalry who were still sitting on their horses and shouted, "What do you say? To drop or not to fall? ”

"To descend or not to descend?" The cavalry behind him roared in unison.

The Fuyu guards looked at each other. Finally, they jumped off their horses and fell to their knees. Crying: "It's gone! We have fallen! ”

The hundred households raised their chins: "Unload their weapons and take care of them." ”

Fang Cai is also extremely brave. The Fuyu Guard cavalry, who were desperately fighting, were like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, allowing the Wuyi Army cavalry to tie them up, their eyes glazed one by one, and they didn't even struggle slightly. Some people even felt pardoned, and after being tied up, their bodies were crooked, and in a moment they lay on the ground and fell asleep.

This scene is not unusual, in fact, at the moment. On this great battlefield, this scene is being played out frequently.

Many of the Fuyu Guards cavalry chose to surrender under heavy pressure and were captured, not because they didn't want to fight, but because they no longer had the strength and spirit. Exhausted by the body and the lack of hope of victory, the will to fight dropped to an extremely low point.

Surrender, surrender, it's a hundred.

But after all, there are people who can't come down. He swore that he would not surrender.

"Kill!"

The bronze sledgehammer in Qinggeltai's hand slashed horizontally to the left and right, sweeping the two Wu Yi soldiers off their horses, although the two hammers did not seem to exert much force, but the extremely strong weight still made the two Wu Yi soldiers let out a terrible scream. His chest collapsed, and he fell to the ground and couldn't live.

But this time it also made Qinggeltai's middle door wide open, and he just smashed the two Wu Yijun away. I saw a Wu Yijun in front of him raise his horse chopping knife high and slash at his head.

Such a close distance. So that he could even see the young face of this Wu Yi soldier clearly, and the hatred in his eyes.

Qinggeltai already doesn't know how to think at all. His mind was in a state of confusion, and he could only react instinctively - in fact, it was too late to think.

Since he can't dodge, then don't dodge, Qinggeltai's heart is horizontal, he simply leans forward, and his head wearing a horned iron helmet is fiercely pushed towards the Wu Yi army, like a giant black sturdy bull with crazy hair, and he is desperately pushing towards people. Unexpectedly, Qing Ge Tai responded like this, and the Wu Yijun he faced couldn't help but be stunned, but the knife in his hand still slashed down.

With a loud bang, the saber slashed hard at Qinggeltai's helmet, but the helmet was too heavy and too thick, and he took the initiative to attack, so he also unloaded part of his strength. Although the slash was sparkling, it seemed to be terrifying, but in fact it didn't have much strength, Rao was so, being slashed by such a knife, the huge force couldn't be eliminated, Qinggeltai only felt as if someone had smashed a stick on the back of the head, the skull was in severe pain, and the whole person almost fainted without pain.

But he gritted his teeth so hard that the roots of his teeth were oozing blood. He kept gaining momentum and slammed into the arms of the warrior. The sharp horns on his head were as sharp as knives under his tremendous force, and then Qinggeltai felt the familiar pleasure of breaking through flesh and blood.

I only heard a short scream, and when Qinggeltai twitched and stood up, the Wuyi Army cavalry on the opposite side had already opened two teacup-sized blood holes in his chest, and the blood almost shot out in a splashing way, shooting Qinggeltai all over the head.

It's just that this blood can only add a little pigment to Qinggeltai's body that has already been dyed crimson.

These descriptions are complicated, but in fact they are just things that have already happened between lightning and fire, and the soldier of the Wu Yi Army has fallen with his head up, and his eyes have lost his life. Qinggeltai sat on the horse and gasped for breath, and suddenly let out a roar of anger in the sky, like the roar of a beast before death, sad and unwilling, full of tragic feelings.

If someone stares at his hand carefully, they will find that Qinggeltai's hand is constantly trembling slightly, which is a manifestation of the exhaustion of physical strength and the verge of losing strength.

The first warrior on both sides of the Wenjiang River is almost exhausted.

He didn't know how long he had been fighting, only that there were at least fifty enemies who had died under his hammer, and his blood and brains were stained with a thrilling red by the hammer. Blood ran down the handle of the hammer, and his hands were sticky. I even had a bit of trouble holding my weapon several times. Due to the large consumption of physical strength, the chest is on fire. There was a sharp pain, my throat was dry and painful, and my lips seemed to be cracked. And his arms are sore and weak, and he is a little disobedient.

Ever since he fell into the encirclement, Qinggeltai has rushed left and right with his subordinates, trying to break through, and he has been killing, killing, killing. But the enemy in front of him is always inexhaustible, killing one, and more will emerge.

More than half of the robes around him are also dead, and there are only more than 30 people left.

The war horses under the crotch have also been replaced with three, and now this one, I don't know whose it is.

"Nope. How can I die here? The vengeance of the family has not been avenged, and the thief chief Lian Zining has not been ambushed, how can I die like this? ”

Suddenly, a voice in Qinggeltai's heart was yelling.

It was like a clear spring flowing into his heart, and his thoughts instantly became clear. It seems that the strength of the whole body has returned.

"Find the Great Khan, go back, live. Avenge! ”

There were only a few thoughts left in my mind.

"Brothers, kill!"

Qinggeltai is still leading the way. Kill forward, just like every charge.

"Kill!" Morale is a very mysterious thing. Originally, these Fuyuwei guards were almost exhausted, but at this time, they were inspired by Qinggeltai, but they all gritted their teeth and charged again.

After smashing an enemy in front of him to death with a single hammer, the front finally opened up.

Qing Ge Tai looked at it with a pair of blood-red eyes, and just happened to see Ha Bu who was surrounded by a large army.

In fact, Ha Bu's situation is not too bad, he is the Great Khan after all, and the army is moving closer to him, although the Wu Yi army here is trying to intercept and kill as much as possible, but fighting back and forth, and now there are still five or six thousand men and horses in Ha Bu's hands.

It's a hard bone, and Wu Yijun can't take it down for a while.

He had long had the idea of breaking out of the siege in his heart, but at this moment, he was suffering from the stormtrooping troops without sharp knives.

"Qinggeltai!" When he saw Qinggeltai at a glance, his face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly shouted.

He hurriedly sent a team of cavalry out to meet Qing Ge Tai, but he was still able to hold on for a while, Qing Ge Tai and the others took advantage of this moment to turn off their horses one after another, and lay on the ground panting heavily. Ha Bu hurriedly sent mare's milk wine, and after Qinggeltai and the others poured it wildly, after resting for a while, he stepped forward and asked, "Can you recover now?" ”

Qinggeltai is worthy of a pervert-level body, with this buffer for a while, he has recovered a lot, he touched the milk wine on his lips, and said with a resolute face: "As long as I, Qinggeltai, have a life, I will definitely be able to escort the Great Khan out." ”

"I know your loyalty." He nodded with satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder, and lowered his voice: "Look, can we kill him?" ”

Qing Getai also glanced around, and replied in a low voice: "Just now I have been rushing left and right, trying to get closer to you, so I found that the more you go inside, the greater the pressure, and if you break through outside, it will be much smaller." Now the Wu Yi Army is still strangled our men and horses everywhere, and it is too late to gather troops, so it is no problem to break through. But ......"

He immediately added: "There must not be too many people, and there need to be suspicious soldiers to attract the strength of the Wu Yi Army." ”

Ha Bu's face became even more gloomy - he naturally heard the meaning of Qinggeltai's words, what is a suspicious soldier, doesn't it just need someone to sacrifice?

With him as the Great Khan of Fuyuwei for more than ten years, it is really not difficult to find a few people who have to sacrifice for him.

"Can you really stand out?" I wasn't sure yet, so I asked solemnly again.

"Of course!" Qing Getai took a deep breath, as if to reassure him, and as if to strengthen the belief in his heart, Zhengse said.

"Hmm." Ha Bu nodded: "You go and gather all the guards now, and then select the elite soldiers, and make up five hundred people." ”

"Yes, Great Khan." Qinggeltai took the order and left.

Ha Bu squinted and looked around for a while, now that the occupation is in a stalemate, the remnants of the Fu Yuwei are using some of the broken walls and ruins of the original walled walls and fortresses to hold on, and they can at least support them for a moment. He pondered for a moment and said, "Call Jizhigrad." ”

Shaoqing, the blood-stained robe, and the tired Jizhigrad strode over and said, "Great Khan, are you looking for me?" ”

This time, he did not go out of the Eastern Crusade, and it was clear that he did not contribute to the work to pick up ready-made cheap, so most of the generals stayed in the camp, including the eldest prince Hairi Chagai. As a result, I didn't expect that because there were fewer people with it, it was pinched as a soft persimmon, and it seems that there is a possibility of being pinched soon.

The few generals he brought with him, Wangchuge had died in battle, and now the one who can be trusted is Jizhigrad.

"Well, you're coming over here." Ha Bu pulled Jizhigrad behind a ruined wall and whispered something.

Jizhigrad's face was repeated several times, but in the end, he solemnly kowtowed to Ha Bu three times, turned around and left.

He stood in place for a long time before turning around.

After another tea time, Shi Dazhu, who was supervising the battle in the distance, soon discovered the abnormality of the remnants of Fu Yuwei.

Most of the remnants of Fu Yuwei suddenly moved, and the non-commissioned officers formed a sharp formation under the leadership of the officer, and broke through to the southeast, which was also an area where the defense of the Wu Yi Army was quite weak.

In this unit, a large banner embroidered with a giant wolf hunted and flew.

Only the most noble royal family on the steppe, the self-proclaimed king who inherited the great inheritance of Genghis Khan, can carry a big banner, and it seems that the Great Khan of Fuyuwei is in there.

"Finally, I can't hold it back, are you going to break through?" Shi Dazhu sneered, not flustered at all, and said: "Order, Lord Azig will intercept and defend on the spot, and Helian Leopard will allocate 3,000 troops to intercept on the side road, no need to fight hard, just entangle, and order the rest of the department not to move rashly, and wait and see what happens." ”

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he said in his heart: "I can't help it, playing such tricks in front of me is too much to look down on people, how many times have adults used this trick." ”

Although he didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd of Fuyuwei, it would not be wrong to respond to all changes with the same and maintain the coercion of troops, besides, with the 3,000 men of Azig's cavalry army plus Helian Leopard, it was enough to intercept the fleeing Fuyuwei cavalry.

With Fu Yuwei's initiative to change, the entire battlefield is also changing.

Azig's headquarters in the southeast intercepted the cavalry that broke through, while Helian Leopard sent 3,000 men to intercept it from the flank, so that the entire iron barrel-like defense line instantly became a little loose.

And at this moment, those Fu Yuwei who were still trapped in the center suddenly split into four teams like a firecracker that had exploded, fleeing in four directions: northwest, northeast, and southwest. These four teams are all about the same number of people, none of them are flags, and the posture is also a posture of running away, and for a while, the Jingshi can't tell which one is.

Seeing this scene, Shi Dazhu's heart jumped suddenly.

He knew that he couldn't be sure that he was in these teams, but he didn't know which one it was—and even the big army was not impossible.

After all, he appeared as Lian Zining's personal army captain for a long time, not a general who commanded the unified army, so he still lacked some experience in commanding operations, and at this moment, he was even a little stunned and at a loss. (To be continued.) )