"Get on your horse and get out of the army!" Ye Dacheng pulled out his waist knife and shouted loudly, he had very good eyesight, and he had already seen the appearance of the ambush soldiers. Although the Ming Dynasty contemptuously referred to the Later Jin regime established by the Jurchens as Donglu, and called the leaders of the Later Jin regimes such as Nurhachi and Huang Taiji slave chieftains, that is, as uneducated barbarians, in fact, the Jianzhou Jurchen, Haidong Jurchen, and Haixi Jurchen under Nurhachi's rule were definitely the most civilized and civilized part of the northeastern tribes, otherwise he would not have been able to establish the Jurchen regime.

And in the mountains and forests north of these three tribes, there are many tribes that live on safari, and the Jurchens call some of them Sauron, in the eyes of the Jurchens, Sauron is just like them in the eyes of the Ming people, and they are also savages. Both Nurhachi and Huang Taiji often sent troops to the north to recruit men from these tribes and integrate them into the army to increase their own forces. According to their custom, these Saurons cut wounds on their faces with knives when they were young, and when they grew up, they looked very ugly and terrible, and the nomadic life also made them more fierce and cruel, so the Ming army regarded them as half-human and half-beasts, and they were even more fearful.

The Ming army, which had been attacked by surprise, began to shrink its formation, forming a situation in which the infantry was in the center and the cavalry was on the flanks. Some of them threw down their baskets and fled to the city gate crying, but many more were reluctant to throw away the grain they had so hard to get, and fled to the city gate with heavy baskets on their backs. The Jurchen commander who commanded this ambush was very experienced, and he did not immediately attack the Ming army who went out of the city to collect food, but let the cavalry spread out its wings, while the central part slowed down the pace of advance, and shot the lone people and the Ming army at will. Obviously, he wanted to force the enemy to make a dilemma: if the Ming army turned around and fled, he would use the cavalry in the command center to pursue, at least the infantry of the Ming army and all the civilians would be left behind; If the Ming army fought and retreated, the Sauron soldiers on both flanks would be able to cut off the way for the Ming army to return to the city. Annihilate it in one fell swoop.

Although the weather was cold, Ye Dacheng's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and the enemy's intentions were obvious, but he had nothing to do, because no matter which choice he had, it was difficult for him to accept. At this time, the only thing he could do was to shout in the loudest voice: "Hurry, hurry, close to the formation!" ”

"What a fool the Han generals are!" On a small mound at the edge of the woods, Turushh sneered: "Don't you know that the people who left behind to collect food can still keep the soldiers, and if you want to keep both, you can't keep either?"

"That's what Saling said!" The lieutenant general next to him responded: "But if it weren't for a fool, we wouldn't have been able to win so easily this time!" “

"Blow the trumpet. Let the two wings of our army cut off the retreat of the Ming army! Tourush ordered.

"Zuo Ling, it's too close to the city gate, if the Ming army rushes out of the city and shoots with firearms, I'm afraid that there will be dead and wounded in a roundabout!"

"How can the Ming army have this guts!" Turushh sneered: "Besides, the detours are all Sauron, if they die, they will die, and next year they will catch a batch from the north and come back!" “

The adjutant general had no choice but to give the order to blow the trumpet, and as the sound of the horn echoed in the air, the two groups of Sauron cavalry, which had already detoured to the rear of the Ming army, began to detour. The Ming troops on the tower began to shoot at these enemies with firearms, but the results were not great.

At this time, Turushh suddenly saw a Sauron cavalry running towards him, and couldn't help but be furious: "What's the matter with that dog Sauron? Don't you want to be a deserter? ”

"Unlikely. Although those Sauron are savage, it is very rare for them to retreat alone like this, could it be that there is a problem with the mount and they are pulling behind? The adjutant general guessed with some doubts.

The two of them talked. The Sauron cavalry was already only twenty or thirty meters away from the two of them, and he shouted loudly in Jurchen words, probably because he was too emotional. His words were choppy and incomprehensible, and he couldn't understand what he meant, and Turush shouted to the lieutenant general with some annoyance: "Go and get that guy here, and give him twenty lashes first!" ”

"Wow!" The adjutant general responded, took two Goshha and ran over, and shouted loudly to let the other party get off the horse, and Sauron looked ignorant, which made Turush's teeth itch even more angrily: "These low-boned barbarians!" ”

Suddenly, Sauron slashed the lieutenant in the neck, cutting off almost half of his shoulder. The lieutenant didn't know what was going on, so he fell off his horse, and as soon as Goshha next to him tried to draw his sword, he was stabbed into the lower abdomen by Sauron, and he also fell off the horse, and the remaining Goshha turned around and ran away, but Sauron ignored it, and hit the horse and killed Turush.

"The sword is a disguised Ming army spy!" The battle-hardened Turushh immediately saw that the blade of the saber used by the cavalry was about three feet long, and the handle was one and a half feet long, with a slightly curved blade. In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty invaded the southeast coast of our country, and the Ming army was used in the war. Later, when Qi Jiguang went to the north to serve, he brought thousands of southern soldiers with him, so there were many people in the Ming army in Liaodong who used Japanese knives, and Turushh naturally recognized them. In fact, it is not uncommon for the Houjin army to capture such sabers, but they are generally reserved for the officers' own use or rewarded to their cronies, and the possibility of giving them to third-rate cannon fodder troops like Sauron is very small.

Seeing this, there were several Goshha around Turush, and when he saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop the Assassin, but he did not want to block Turush's view, and the Assassin saw it clearly, so he shot an arrow, and Turushh screamed and fell off his horse. Seeing this, the remaining few Goshkha hurriedly left one behind, and the rest jumped off their horses and helped Turushh to his horse and retreated. As soon as he was about to fight his horse, a large black dog suddenly rushed out of the spur, and Goshha's mount was frightened and lifted the owner on horseback to the ground. The Assassin slashed him to death, and seeing that his target was far away, he slashed the banner on the hill and threw it to the ground.

The commander of the Houjin army was attacked, and the actions of the Houjin army on the battlefield also became sluggish, especially the Sauron soldiers who served as roundabout tasks, these people still followed the habit of hunting in the past, around the Ming army and the people, shooting scattered people with bows and arrows, instead of directly impacting the Ming army's formation, which gave the Ming army time to reorganize the formation. Ye Dacheng is a very experienced officer. When he saw that the banner of the Houjin army standing on the hillock next to the woods had fallen, and the main general had fallen from his horse, he immediately realized that the opportunity had come, and shouted loudly: "The Tartars are defeated, the Tartars are defeated, kill the slaves!" Then he kicked his horse's ass and led the cavalry forward.

"The Tartars are defeated, the Tartars are defeated, kill the slaves!" The cavalry of the Ming army also followed Dusi forward, and if Turushh had not fallen off his horse, it would have been tantamount to suicide. Because Turush, who was located in the high hills, could command the roundabout Sauron soldiers with a voice or a banner, and immediately flanked the Ming army from behind. But at this time, Turush's fall disrupted everything, and the command center of the Houjin soldiers was temporarily disrupted, and the Sauron soldiers, who had already rounded back to the back, saw their own banner on the hill falling, like the vast majority of less loyal auxiliary troops, their first reaction was not to save the battle with a decisive impact, but to retreat first to protect themselves, which meant that the central front of Houjin had to bear the impact of the Ming cavalry alone with one-third of its strength.

Iron hooves trampled the earth, trampling the black earth and snow into a ball, and the trumpet sounded again. The Jurchens' arrows fell like hail on the Ming cavalry, and in an instant, someone fell from the horse, and the cry of "kill slaves" turned into a miserable howl, followed by a second wave of falling. The archers put the third arrow on the bowstring.

"Release, release!" Ye Dacheng clamped the three-eyed gun under his ribs and brought the lit fire rope close to the medicine pool, which was not an easy task on the back of a bumpy horse. He succeeded still, and the mouth of the gun spewed smoke and flames, almost simultaneously. The firearms such as three-eyed guns and one-eyed guns in the hands of other Ming cavalry also fired in twos and threes, and through the smoke, Ye Dacheng could clearly see that someone in the Jurchen army formation seven or eight meters away had fallen, and more soldiers dropped their bows and arrows and turned around and fled.

If anyone could look at the corpses on the battlefield after this battle, they would find that not many Jurchen soldiers had been hit by buckshot. Not surprisingly, neither the three-eyed nor the single-eyed gun is an easy-to-aim firearm, let alone on a bumpy horse. However, the loud sound and the spray of fireworks made up for it, and even if they knew that the firearm was not accurate, few people could bear the enemy shooting at them with firearms from seven or eight meters away, let alone drive these enemies to drive their horses towards them.

Under the hooves of the high-speed galloping war horses, the distance of seven or eight meters was fleeting, and Ye Dacheng had no time to change his weapons. A Houjin soldier stabbed him in the chest from the spear, Ye Dacheng blocked the gun with a three-eyed gun, the soldier was too young and inexperienced, he took a step back and tried to pull away and stab again with a spear, Ye Dacheng immediately kicked the horse's belly, the frightened war horse rushed and knocked it to the ground, the soldier tried to get up, Ye Dacheng waved the three-eyed gun in his hand violently, and the heavy iron gun pipe was like an iron hammer hitting his head, and his brain was suddenly full of brains.

"I just love this thing, I can shoot and smash!" Ye Dacheng proudly weighed the three-eyed gun, and pulled out the waist knife from his waist with his left hand, and at this time a short spear shot at him, fortunately, he quickly avoided the spear. Ye Dacheng struck his horse in pursuit of the sneak attacker, a strong Jurchen warrior who raised his shield above his head and met him. Ye Dacheng had no choice but to drive the war horse around the enemy, his right hand constantly waved the three-eyed gun and smashed it on the shield, and the sawdust flew everywhere, while the Jurchen warrior used the shield to protect his head while trying his best to stab Ye Dacheng's mount with a knife. This stalemate ended with the Jurchen warrior slipping and falling, but his shield was still on his body, Ye Dacheng had no long weapons, and he was unwilling to jump off the war horse, so he simply drove the war horse to jump on the shield, and the Jurchens under the shield let out a miserable cry. After dealing with this enemy, Ye Dacheng killed another enemy from behind, at this time he finally got a little respite, so he reined in the war horse, looking for the hillock as the target of the impact, he found that the hillock was about sixty degrees to his right hand, it seems that he has unconsciously turned the direction in the chaos of the army.

A Ming cavalryman ran past him, and the unlucky man lay limply on the horse's neck, his spear piercing through his lower abdomen and out from behind, apparently the man was hopeless. But when Ye Dacheng saw a Jurchen running over and trying to grab the reins, he hit his horse and rushed over.

The other party turned to meet the battle, this is a man with a full face, wearing an iron armor, but the helmet is gone, blood is flowing from the wound, staining the right half of his face red, looking like an officer. Considering that blood would block the other party's view, Ye Dacheng swung his knife and slashed from the enemy's right side, but was blocked by this Jurchen swinging his knife.

"Nikan (the meaning of Han in Jurchen language, which means discrimination)!" The Jurchen warrior scolded: "Die! Ye Dacheng rode around him, constantly swinging his sword and slashing at his head and shoulders, and the Jurchen warrior also fought back with all his might. After a few rounds of handover, Ye Dacheng realized that the other party's strength was greater than him and his movements were fast, if he wasn't on horseback, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist it for a long time.

"Damn it, what about the others!" Ye Dacheng resisted the enemy's onslaught while looking for an opportunity to retreat, but the Jurchen warrior's attacks were wave after wave, forcing Ye Dacheng to almost be able to penetrate.

"Nikan die!" The Jurchen warrior launched another ferocious attack, and Ye Dacheng, who was already numb in his right hand, had to raise the three-eyed gun in his left hand to block, but the broken pieces of wood fell from his hand, and it turned out that the wooden handle had been embedded in about two-thirds of the blade, and Ye Dacheng hurriedly dropped the three-eyed gun. Seeing that victory was in sight, the Jurchen warrior laughed, but he didn't want Ye Dacheng's war horse to suddenly bite his cheek, which just tore the wound, and the bones were visible. The man screamed fiercely, Ye Dacheng slashed his neck with a knife, and scolded: "It's you who die!" “

Killing this difficult enemy, Ye Dacheng felt that he was exhausted, he looked around, only to find that there were no more living people, the battle seemed to have shifted to other places, the Jurchen soldiers were retreating towards the woods, there were only the corpses of people and horses around him, as for those Sauron cavalry, they had long since run away. He jumped off his horse and wanted to cut off the head of the Jurchen warrior he had just killed, but as soon as he grasped the handle of the dagger on his waist, he felt a sharp pain rush from his elbow to his brain, and it seemed that he had sprained his elbow joint in the battle just now. (To be continued.) )