Ziren and the Mongolian Tartar were separated by about seventy paces, and the quasi-head of the three-eyed gun was greatly reduced at this distance. Fortunately, more than half of the cavalry led by the pen "Fun" www.biquge.info equipped with firearms, and many powerful soldiers like Wang Mingjian were also equipped with four-eyed guns with four pipes connected to the character of Chengtian.

The dense rain of bullets made up for the lack of accuracy of the firearms, and several unarmored Tartars were immediately beaten by the bullets coming from behind, and fell off their horses with wails. A Tartar Captain had a double-layered armor made of cowhide, and the three-eyed armor-piercing power was greatly reduced from a distance, and the lead bullet was stuck between the cowhide and did not enter the body.

Ziren led his troops like wolves that had succeeded in a single blow, and immediately put away his fangs after biting his opponent. At this time, he didn't care about checking the results of the battle, and led the troops to turn around and leave with the help of the smoke raised by the firecrackers.

Shadow Ke, who led the troops to attack, saw that Mingren dared to launch a sneak attack while he was unprepared, and anger suddenly rose in his chest like a raging fire. A centurion led the people to continue to chase and kill the remnants of Cao Xiyuan, and led two hundred horsemen and horses straight to Ziren.

The ten-captain was hit by a bullet and felt revenge in his back, and when he saw Yingke's order, like a sharp arrow off the string, he took the lead and roared loudly, chasing after Ziren and his party.

"The general Tartar has taken the bait!" Ma Shinan saw the Mongols chasing after him, and said with a smile.

Ziren watched the squeaky and screaming ten captains behind him keep approaching, and said with displeasure: "Kill!" ”。 This simple word burst out of Ziren's mouth with a thick bloody aura.

Ma Shinan received the order, and took a few horse archers to turn around and shoot.

The ten-captain felt that a cold light flashed in front of him, and before he could get up to dodge, he flew out of the horse upside down. All the way the arrow pierced his throat, blood gushing out of the air, drawing a touch of red, splashing the faces of his companions and mounts behind him.

The horses in the rear were frightened and let out a long roar of "---", and the front hooves were raised high and the man stood up, almost tearing off the tartar on the horse. The Tartars hurriedly pacified their mounts, and after this twist and turn, the quilt was pulled away by Ziren for some distance.

The act of turning around and firing arrows was seen as a blatant provocation in the eyes of the Mongols. There was a roar of rage when the Tartar formation was neutral, and the speed of the pursuit increased a few points after regrouping. The rolling dust raised by the horse's hooves rose with the wind, and from a distance, the cold light on the raised blade flickered, like the Milky Way spreading across the four fields, sweeping towards Ziren.

In order to help Zhou Daqi, Wang Shouguan and others buy time to set up an ambush, Ziren deliberately led the Tartars around. The cavalry on this trip were each wearing iron armor weighing more than 20 catties, and with the increase of the running distance, the burden of the mounts increased, and the speed of the horses gradually slowed down.

The mounts of the two armies were accompanied by Mongolian horses, and the Tartars were slightly better at riding and archery, and the armor rate was not high, and the burden on the horses was lighter, and after gradually catching up, the angry arrows swept towards Ziren and his party like a torrential rain.

"Be careful!" Ziren only felt the sound of wind coming behind him, and immediately leaned over to dodge with a shout, and several arrows flew past the tips of his hair, startling Ziren into a cold sweat.

Although Ma Shinan beside him also got up to dodge, he was shot through his left leg by a sharp arrow, and he clenched his teeth in pain. The soldiers had to be protected by double armor, although there was no shortage of people who were hit by arrows, but fortunately, no one fell off their horses.

"Prepare to kill Nulei!" Ziren saw that the speed of many horses had greatly decreased after being hit by arrows, and he thought that this was not the way to go on, so he yelled. When the soldiers heard this, they all took out a mud ball from their arms.

This 'killing slave thunder' is a muddy ten thousand enemies. Ziren improved it slightly, each one was the size of a palm, and in order to avoid accidental injury, the fire rope was lengthened, and in addition to sharp weapons such as iron nails, a lot of smoke-emitting objects were added, and they were equipped for cavalry to use when they escaped.

The soldiers immediately set it on fire and threw it behind them.

The Mongols did not know this, and instead of dodging or dodging, they accelerated their horses and caught up, and the killing slave mine was instantly drowned in the rolling hooves of the horses. Just as the Tartars were wondering what the Ming people were doing with throwing mud balls, several slave-killing mines exploded from the bottom up, and the ground was filled with flames.

The uncovered belly and hooves of the horse were pierced with sharp objects, and the horse was in pain and rolled to the ground with the rider. The Tartars in the rear hurriedly hit their horses to avoid it, and the momentum of the impact was paused.

Ziren took the opportunity to regain the distance, thinking that Zhou Daqi's side should be ready, and shouted: "Let's go, go to Xiangqiu Mountain." ”

Although Xiangqiu Mountain is a mountain in its name, it is actually only a small hill that is no more than ten zhang high and covers an area of more than ten acres. The terrain around the Pu River is flat and undefendable, and Ziren chose this place after asking the Shenyang guards on the way to help, and once the Tartars crossed the river, he tried his best to lead them here. While relying on the terrain to suppress the Tartars, minimize the casualties of the Tartars.

Seeing Xiangqiushan slowly appear in front, Ziren glanced back at the tartar who was biting from behind, and shouted loudly: "Ma Shinan, Tang must step forward and lead the way." ”

When the words landed, Ma and Tang immediately accelerated to the front of the team, and under their leadership, Ziren and his party divided their troops to the left and right, bypassing the traps that the two had placed at the foot of the mountain in advance. In order to prevent the Tartars from detecting, he also threw out the few remaining slave-killing mines, and a puff of dust exploded to block the view.

Shadow had been stabbed into the center of his foot by an iron nail earlier, and now he only felt pain and itching under his feet, and his heart was even more angry. Seeing that the Ming people actually wasted their horsepower and ran up the mountain, they didn't know what the plan was, so they shouted and led the troops to follow.

"Boom!" A war horse tripped over a tripwire hidden under the floating earth, and the tartar on the horse's back was defenseless and fell out of the way. When he landed, he landed right on a fist-sized iron quinoa, and the sharp spikes pierced into his abdomen. Before the tartar could come and wail, the following tartar did not have time to dodge, and the horse's hooves stepped on his head with a thousand strengths, and his skull was immediately shattered and died.

Inkk saw that there was a deception and hurriedly stopped the horse. A Tartar beside him was unable to regain momentum, and his mount stepped into a one-foot-deep pit, breaking his horse's hooves on the spot. The tartar fell off his horse and rolled out of the horse, lying on his back and staring blankly at the sky, when a spike from the thistle struck him in the back of the head, silently killing him.

When the Tartars were regrouping, Ziren followed an order, Zhou Daqi and Wang Shouguan led a division of foot soldiers, pushing the chariot and rushing up the mountain.

The chariots were lined up against the mountain, each two paces away from each other. The soldiers behind the car immediately tied up three spears to resist the horse and placed them between the two cars to block them.

After setting up the rejecting pistol, take the team as a unit, and quickly form a formation after rejecting the pistol. A rattan player in iron armor stood in front, and two soldiers with three-eyed guns lined up on the left and right, and the mouth of the black hole pointed straight down the mountain. Two pikemen stood proudly behind them, spears gleaming with glare in their hands pointed at the Tarslavs.

On the back of the hill that the Tartars couldn't see, Li Zhengli led four hundred Li family cavalry, waiting for Ziren's order. Ziren stood on the top of the hill, looking at the tartars under the mountain, but the murderous aura on his face could not hide the gleam in his eyes.

(The next chapter will be updated by 10 p.m. tomorrow night) (To be continued.) )