Chapter 283: The Battle of the Trapped Beasts

"Stop!" At this time, the Tartar general had already realized the danger, but he just wanted to rein in his horse, but when he saw the weed-covered ground in front of him, he pulled out several tripwires connected by fishing nets!

The Tartar general let out a loud shout, staring at his big copper bell-like eyes and sinking into the tripline in a daze, and then one after another, the war horses that were caught in the hooves of the nets neighed and rolled into a beating, and the Tartar army, which had no fighting spirit, screamed even more at this moment, only thinking about how to save their lives. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Tartar general was lying on the ground at this time, his eyes were full of dust, and the saber next to him was slanted into the soil when he fell, and the huge impact actually broke it, and he was also bruised and swollen, and he wanted to get up but felt a piercing pain, and his right leg was broken!

Before he could give himself a chance to scold Huang Taiji, he saw arrows like flying locusts, and the Tartar generals opened their eyes a little unwillingly, but they couldn't move.

"Brothers, rush, don't leave a single mouth alive!" , Li Dequan led a group of cavalry to rush over, shooting while rushing.

The cavalrymen who were not ambushed by the tripwire were also shot and fell from their horses, and the wounded Tartars who fell to the ground were all trampled to death by the horses that came from behind.

The Tartar soldiers, who had experienced a great defeat and were ambushed, were exhausted, and now they did not have an advantage in numbers, and they were still the opponents of the Ming army, so the final result of this thousand cavalry was naturally self-evident.

Huang Taiji's army, which was not far away, naturally sensed the tragic situation ahead, so he couldn't help but say that he would run away, but it was too late at the moment.

Layers of Ming soldiers quickly rushed around, surrounding them not far away.

A rain of arrows flew, and the Tartar cavalry lay down in a large area with men and horses.

"Rush forward!". At this moment, Huang Taiji had no choice but to fight hard.

But the Ming army's attack was too fierce. The dense barrage of bows and crossbows made the already battered Tartars no longer dare to rush forward.

When the fifth round of arrows flew over, Huang Taiji was already in despair. It's just less than a day's work. The iron cavalry of nearly 20,000 people here here collapsed and disappeared inexplicably! The dozens of horsemen around him were still tightly guarding him, resisting the flying dark arrows for him, but the people fell one by one. The rest of the subordinates have no idea where they have gone! Many of the soldiers who had lost their horses tried to flee, but they were mercilessly shot down on the way.

"Artillery!" Just a gap was about to be opened, and the Ming army set up artillery at the gap, and some of the Tartar soldiers who rushed here were suddenly blown up.

"There are artillery, they still have artillery!". The will of some of the Tartars was completely destroyed.

Huang Taiji was almost crazy now, he absolutely couldn't accept such a defeat, I saw him tear off the fur hat on his head, and rush towards the encirclement of the Ming army with a strange scream and waving his sword.

"My lord, the Tartars are also crazy, the brothers have suffered heavy casualties, and they are about to rush away from there...", Li Dequan pointed to a gap in the encirclement not far away, and saw that the Tartar soldiers there were gathering more and more.

"Let them go!". Zeng Mo said in a low voice, he knew that if he was surrounded like this, the desire to survive would make the Tartars burst out with extraordinary combat effectiveness, "There is also a team of ambush soldiers ahead. It's just that there are not many of them, and when they rush out, you can immediately lead the team in pursuit. ”

At the behest of Li Dequan. The Tartars quickly burst out of the gap in the encirclement and rushed forward without a life.

But they didn't get far away. Another group of Ming troops rushed out, and they rushed out from both flanks. Directly scattered the formation they had just formed.

The Tartars were stunned, they didn't expect that after the ambush, there would be an ambush! But now there is no time for them to react, because the Ming army is rushing over again!

The two armies clashed, one side was gaining momentum, and the other was about to collapse at the first touch, because the Tartar army had been rushed into such confusion that it no longer had the strength or courage.

Did you break out of this encirclement, there will be another encirclement in front of you, endless, destined to die here. If so, then simply rest now, this is perhaps the truest thought in the hearts of most Tartar soldiers at this time.

And although Huang Taiji was flustered and frightened at the moment, he had not lost his basic judgment, and he knew that it was impossible for the Ming army to set up an ambush in front of him. This ambush was definitely set up by them just now when they were surrounded, and they didn't have time to set up another ambush, nor did they have the strength to set up another ambush.

Huang Taiji still rode his war horse and rushed forward, he stabbed his left hand, and drew a long blood mark on the chest of the oncoming Ming cavalry, and the Ming soldiers who were standing on the side did not react, but Huang Taiji stabbed him with his right hand, cutting off half of his face. Huang Taiji's war horse raised its hooves and directly trampled the wounded soldier to the ground.

The sound of hooves rumbles, blood splashes, and there is a way to live ahead!

Suddenly, a sharp and cold thing choked Huang Taiji's throat, and the huge backward impact almost tore him off his horse, and the stiff feeling ran from his throat to his whole body. He lowered his head abruptly, a strange gurgling sound in his throat, blood gushing out of his mouth and nose, and a trembling feathered arrow pierced his throat!

Huang Taiji slowly raised a hand, trying in vain to pull out the tightly inserted arrow. But before his hand touched the arrow feather, his body fell off his horse with a bang, and the Tartar soldiers who charged behind him looked at each other and were at a loss, and finally one of them screamed as if he had lost his soul: "General Huang Taiji is dead!" ”

Huang Taiji's death made the retreating Tartar army even more chaotic, like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, screaming and fleeing in all directions.

At this time, the Ming soldiers who were already tired from fighting invisibly increased their morale again, and the main general of the Tartars had been shot to death, what were these few remaining Tartar soldiers!

Li Dequan and Zeng Mo also joined the melee at this time, slashing and killing the Tartar soldiers with all their might. I saw Li Dequan fiercely pierce the spear into the belly of the Tartar war horse that rushed to the front, and the painful war horse neighed miserably, throwing off the Tartar soldiers on the horse. Before the Tartar soldiers could raise their heads, they were poked in the heart by Li Dequan's spear.

"There aren't many people left, you're still riding a horse and swaying, looking for death!" , Li Dequan laughed.

A Tartar soldier was trying to escape, but he ran to Li Dequan's side without a long eye, but Li Dequan flew up and kicked directly to the ground, and the Ming soldiers who came next to him cut off the head with round eyes on it.

"Haha... Another one! ", the Ming soldier laughed.

"Don't patronize and grab heads!" , Li Dequan reminded loudly, "The most important thing is not to let go of a Tartar soldier!" (To be continued.) )