"Look at your little bear-like appearance, you are still afraid of being like this in the city, if you stand opposite the tartar, and you don't pee in the crotch of your pants?" Li Xian reprimanded the soldiers a few words, and then turned his head to look at the battle outside the city. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the Qing cavalry rushed to a hundred paces, Zhao Guohua ordered: "Fire!" ”

Five hundred Lu Mi guns fired together, and the sound of "pop papa" gunfire became one, and in the misty smoke of gunpowder, five hundred projectiles flew at high speed towards the 200 Qing cavalry who rushed over.

"Snort" The sound of a projectile burrowing into the flesh followed by "Ah! Yes! Yes! With a scream, a hundred and ten horsemen fell under their horses, and Beacon deliberately slowed down the pace of his horses, so that he escaped this fate.

When he fled back, only fifty of the two hundred cavalry remained.

Looking at the one hundred and fifty lying in front of the two armies, as well as the more than 100 ownerless war horses, Duolong Ao felt as if he had been hit head-on, he looked at the militia on the opposite side with blood-red eyes, and almost went crazy.

Against the Ming army, he had never suffered such a big loss.

"I'm going to kill them," Dolon Ao shouted, his red face turned purple, his teeth clucking, and his steel sword slashed wildly.

It took him a burst of anger before he calmed down

After doing the math, there are still five hundred vests left, and there is still the strength of a battle.

Looking at the seven hundred Ming Dynasty troops again, Duolong Ao's eyes rolled, and he ordered: "The Han army leader You Deli, lead five hundred Han troops to rush over, Niu Lu Zhangjing Al Hatu, follow behind with two hundred vests, and wait for the militia to shoot, take advantage of the cover of smoke, you quickly rush up from the side of the Han army." ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at the volunteers on the opposite side before continuing: "The rest of the vests are ready, and when Alhatu tears through the array of the militias, everyone will kill them and slash these damned militias." ”

After listening to Duolong Ao's arrangement, Yu Deli's face was like ashes, he knew that this was to let the Han army go to block bullets for the Qing cavalry, but if he didn't go, the Qing army was strictly disciplined, and the generals of the Han army would fall to the ground if they were slightly dissatisfied.

You Deli was originally a thousand-household officer of the defenders of Changping, and later surrendered to the Qing army with the general soldier Chao Pichang, and was appointed as the assistant leader, they did not shave their heads for a long time, and their clothes and armor were still in the style of the Ming army, but they were replaced with a cyan flag.

"Alas, who made us from the Ming Dynasty." I lamented in my heart.

Seeing that Yudeli was afraid of death, Duolong Ao gritted his teeth for a while, and wanted to immediately draw his knife and cut him, but now he needed to bring the army to block the guns for the Qing warriors.

So Duolong Ao Pi said with a smile: "Leader Yuzo, as long as your team rushes into the large array of the militia, I will remember you a great achievement, and when I go back to see the king of Azig, I will ask him to carry the flag for you." ”

The so-called flag raising is carried into the Manchuria Eight Banners by the Eight Banners of the Han Army and the Eight Banners of Mongolia, or from the Lower Five Banners to the Upper Three Banners, but only the descendants of this branch Fang Zhun carry the flag together, and his brothers are still under the original flag.

"Raising a fart flag, I'm afraid it's carrying a coffin. The fire guns of the militia on the opposite side are so sharp, rushing over is a death. Yudri scolded in his stomach, but said with a smile on his face, "Thank you, Lord Kel. ”

Duolong Ao smiled fakely, then smiled and said loudly: "Yudeli, go to war." ”

There was no way, Yudley had to grit his teeth and shouted, "Give me a ......" as he spoke, holding a spear in his hand, and took the lead in rushing towards the volunteers.

Listening to the fluent Chinese of the Qing army rushing over, and looking at the armor on their bodies that was different from that of other Qing troops, Zhao Guohua knew that this was the Ming army that surrendered to the Qing army, and saw that they were followed by two or three hundred Qing cavalry, and after a little thought, he understood the intention of the Qing army generals

So he said: "The second and third teams are responsible for dealing with the Ming army's surrenders, and the fourth and fifth teams are responsible for dealing with the Tartar cavalry behind. ”

"Rush. Kill......" The Ming army surrendered and shouted wildly, and soon entered the range of Lu Mi Gong.

When the distance was seventy paces, Zhao Guohua ordered: "Fire!" ……”

"Ah......h

Seeing this, Niu Luzhang Jing Alhatu led two hundred cavalry behind the Ming army's surrendered troops, and galloped under the leadership of Alhatu.

"Four teams, five teams take turns shooting, and the assault team takes ten steps back, avoiding the smoke, ready to shoot the Tartar cavalry rushing over." Zhao Guohua ordered. Originally, he didn't want the commandos to make a move, but the smoke in front of the battle was too big, and just in case, he had to make the commandos prepare for emergencies.

With the help of smoke and the casualties of more than a hundred vests, Alhatu rushed to a distance of only thirty meters from the Volunteer Brigade.

Looking at the nearby Volunteer Brigade, Alhatu laughed fiercely

"At a distance of fifty or sixty steps, Lao Tzu's war horse can rush over with a breath, as long as he rushes into the big array, Lao Tzu will never stop until he cuts the knife."

He rode his horse and galloped as he thought, and when he got closer, he was near, and he was ready to slash and kill these damned dogs.

At this time, a burst of gunfire rang out, and more than 90 cavalrymen, without exception, fell under their horses.

Soon, the gunfire stopped, and the battlefield fell silent.

Looking at the hundreds of frightened Ming army soldiers who fled back, and then looking at the 200 vests that the whole army was wiped out, Duolong Ao "hissed" and took a breath of cold air, he had lost more than 700 horses, but looking at the militia on the opposite side, they were unscathed.

If you continue to fight like this, all your men will have to stay here.

After some consideration, he said to another Niu Lu Zhang, Jing'an Babi Xileng: "Hurry up and retreat, otherwise it will be too late." ”

"Yes." Ambabi Silen hurried to give the order.

After a while, the only remaining Qing army cavalry of more than 600 years retreated back in a panic. It was said to be retreating, but the formation was chaotic, and it was similar to escaping.

Looking at the retreating formation of the Qing army from the telescope, Zhao Guohua really wanted to chase them over and destroy them, but considering that there was no cavalry, it was difficult to achieve this goal, and at most he could only destroy the Han army of one hundred and ten Tartars.

Thinking of this, he still gave up the idea of pursuing and loudly announced: "The Tartars have been defeated, but we have won." ”

"The Tartars lost, we won. The Tartars were defeated, and we were victorious. The volunteers cheered......

Fan Jin, the governor of Zhuozhou, who was standing on the tower of the city to watch the battle, Li Xian, the garrison, Tang Zhenbei of Qianhu, and thousands of officers and soldiers, looked at the volunteer brigade cheering with swords and guns outside the city, and they were dumbfounded, they could hardly believe what was happening in front of them.

"Damn, the Tartars of more than 1,000 people were easily defeated like this, this group of people is too violent......" Qianhu Tang Zhenbei looked surprised.

Zhizhou Fan Jin pinched his thigh hard, and the pain in his leg made him wake up and understand that it was not a dream.

The reason why he left them outside the city was to see what they were capable of. The militia that can fight in this way is more powerful than the official army, and with such a strong team stationed in Zhuozhou, Zhuozhou will be much safer. ”

He hurriedly said, "Li Shoubei, hurry!" The gates of the city are opened, and I am going to welcome the volunteers into the city. ”

"Yes." The garrison Li Xian agreed, and quickly ran down the city tower.

"Squeak, squeak......" The gates slowly opened......

As soon as the city gate opened, Fan Jin hurriedly walked out, followed by the garrison Li Xian, Qianhu Tang Zhenbei and dozens of other officials.

Coming to the Volunteer Brigade and looking at the excited and busy team members, Fan Jin looked around curiously as he walked.

Walked to the tent where Zhao Guohua worked, there were two soldiers standing guard outside, and there were people coming in and out, Chen Shimei politely arched his hand and said to the guards: "Two brothers, Lord Fan of Zhuozhou Zhizhou and Lord Li of the garrison want to see Captain Zhao have something, please let me know." ”

"Okay. Please wait a moment. With that, one of the guards went in.

In the tent, Zhao Guohua and Lu Qing were counting the number of war horses they had won, and in this battle, they killed 300 Tartar cavalry and found more than 200 war horses, together with the 50 or so horses they won last time, and the Volunteer Brigade had a total of 260 war horses.

"It seems that the money is fast when it comes to fighting, and if these war horses are bought, they will cost 30,000 taels of silver," Lu Qing said happily.

Smiling, Zhao Guohua said: "It should be said that winning the war comes with money quickly, otherwise how can the Tartars get richer and richer the more they fight, and the more they fight, the more they love to fight, every time I hear that they are going to come to Daming to fight, the men, women and children of the Tartars are happier than the New Year." ”

As he was talking, the guards came in and reported: "Lord Fan of Zhuozhou Zhizhou and Lord Li of the garrison have come to meet the captain. ”

"It seems that this battle has brought the Zhuozhou Governor and the garrison here." Zhao Guohua said with a smile.

Hearing this, Lu Qing asked puzzledly, "What did the captain say about this?" ”

"After seeing our ability, of course people are going to come to the knot." Zhao Guohua said.

After thinking about it carefully, Lu Qing understood, and said approvingly: "What the captain said is right, it's this reason, it's this reason. ”

"Go, follow me to meet them." With that, Zhao Guohua strode out.

Seeing Zhao Guohua, Chen Shimei hurriedly said hello with a smile on her face, and then turned around and introduced to Zhizhou Fan Jin: "My lord" This is Captain Zhao Guohua of the Volunteer Brigade. ”。

Fan Jin looked at Zhao Guohua carefully, and saw that he was slender and well-proportioned, elegant with the heroism of a soldier, and did not have the rudeness and ruffian likeness of an officer, he couldn't help but feel good, he laughed, and arched his hand and said: "Captain Zhao is dignified, but he is worthy of being a hero who defeated the Tartars, disrespectful!" Disrespectful! ”