"There are traps!"

"Save Yoko"

"Dismount, dismount!"

The companions were ambushed one after another, and the Jurchen sentinels were completely stunned.

Since the Jurchen army entered the customs, they have been like a bamboo, although they have encountered hard stubble in Xuanfu, but they have never broken four people in a day.

The soldiers who can be selected as Tanma are the absolute elite among the Eight Banners, they are the eyes, ears, and minions of the army!

If one day, even the most elite Tanma of the Jurchens encountered a setback, what would this mean? This shows that they have a strong opponent!

The soil pit was several zhang deep, and in order to increase the damage effect, Wang Teng even added a bamboo stick at the bottom end.

After Da Chun fell into the pit, a bamboo stick pierced his chest and abdomen.

At the top of the pit, eight Tartars were divided into two parts, one part was on the horse to warn and guard, and the other part hurriedly dismounted and tried to rescue Dachun.

Da Chun's eyes widened, and he shouted miserably: "Leave me alone, quickly tell Jia Lazhangjing that this military fort cannot be kept, and this group of Ming troops cannot be kept."

"Dai Ziye!"

The Jurchen Tanma panicked, their hands were stained with the blood of the Han people, and it stands to reason that they should be used to seeing this battle, however, the tragic situation of Dachun is still terrifying.

The Han people are not terrible, but the terrible thing is that the Han people have intrigues and tricks.

The Ming Dynasty has a lot of resources, and there are tens of thousands of people, if the Ming army has such a trick of yin damage, how can the soldiers of the Eight Banners stop it?

"Quick, go, get out of here, and let Jialazhangjing avenge me!"

When death came, Da Chun calmed down, he knew that after his fall, the Han people in the fort would not give up, and if his own people were stranded here because of themselves, most of them would suffer misfortune.

"Dai Ziye, let's rescue you!"

The Jurchen Tanma was reluctant to leave, and giving up Da Chun at this time was tantamount to indirectly killing him.

Da Chun was speechless in pain, and after a long time, he gathered his strength and roared angrily: "Get out!" ”

Feeling Da Chun's intentions, the Jurchen Tanma hesitated, do you really want to throw Da Chun here?

Da Chun originally had eleven people under his command, but after Gangyi and others were attacked one after another, this team was reduced to seven.

Even if the seven Jurchen soldiers were full of courage, they could not defeat the Ming army all over the city.

It seems that it is time to leave.

Just when the Jurchen soldiers hesitated, "Squeak quack, the gate of the military fort opened, and from a long distance, Huang Hu grinned: "Huang Degong, good boy, with you, I didn't lose the face of the adult, how can I still fight?" Do you dare to go with me again? ”

There is no doubt that Huang Hu wants to kill the Jurchen cavalry this time.

Rushing all the way, Huang Degong fought wits and courage, and most of his strength had been consumed, but he still patted his chest and said loudly: "Why don't you dare?" ”

"Good man!" Huang Hu patted his horse first, "Come on, quickly change a mount for Commander Huang!" ”

"Order!"

After changing horses, the group patted their horses out of the city, not taking the tartars in their eyes at all.

The Jurchen detectives, who had originally planned to leave, were furious, and if the defenders in the city poured out, maybe they would retreat, but at present, there were only six people who went out of the city to pursue, and they could not even compare to the number of Jurchens.

Is it because the Ming people have too few cavalry?

Seven against six, the self-proclaimed brave Jurchen Tanma said that he couldn't leave anything.

If the dignified Jurchen warriors retreated at this time, wouldn't it give people a feeling of weakness and deception?

The pit was deep and steep, and one of the Jurchen sergeants had already begun to prepare the rope, and until the last moment, they still did not dare to abandon Dachun.

I didn't say it, let's fight, only by killing this group of Ming soldiers can we rescue Da Chun and wash away the shame, otherwise, even if the Jurchen cavalry successfully returns, it will be infamous as a coward!

The presence of a dirt pit completely restricts the freedom of play for both mounts.

The Jurchens were not familiar with the environment, they did not dare to retreat, nor did they dare to rush, so they could only fan to protect the rescued companions, but Huang Hu and Huang Degong were different.

In these days of training, Huang Hu and others are walking on the ground outside the city.

Where is the flat land, where is the bottom of the pit, Guangling Township knows it well.

"Da da da", the men and horses of the two sides got closer and closer, and it didn't take long for them to enter their respective ranges.

The Jurchens are superb in riding and shooting, and Huang Degong and others are not idle.

After a round of arrows, the Jurchens injured one person and killed another, and the Ming army who went out of the city also paid the same price.

Under the shouts of the Yellow Tiger, Xiang Yong raised the speed of the horses to the extreme, and although the rain of arrows of the Jurchens did not bring them much damage, it more or less hit their confidence.

The same rain of arrows, if there were a few more waves, would not be pleasant to rest, and no one could guarantee that the horses under their crotches would not be affected.

On the battlefield, the horse is the second life of the horseman, if the horse stumbles in front of the horse, or the horse is injured, the final bad luck must be the horseman on the horse's back.

Only by rushing to the Tartar as soon as possible will the opponent lose the advantage of mounted shooting.

The cavalry was approaching, and the Jurchens only had time to release two rounds of arrow rain.

After using up twelve arrows, the Han army had already rushed over.

Wang Teng was very dissatisfied, the Eight Banners deserved to be a horse archery starter, if there was no Huang Hu and Huang Degong to suppress the formation, at this time Guangling Xiangyong might have been defeated.

Compared with bows and arrows, Wang Teng didn't think he could change to a group of marksmen.

It seems that in the future, it is still necessary to take the route of winning with firearms, so that when facing the cavalry of the northern nomads, their own men and horses will not be able to stand down.

At the head of the city, Guangling Xiangyong was completely stunned, and the battle situation that happened today was enough to become a topic of conversation for their whole lives.

The heavy arrows shot by the Jurchens were extremely powerful, and even if they couldn't penetrate the hard armor, they also hit people with severe pain in the chest and abdomen.

Under the nervous spirit, the pain was completely suppressed by adrenal hormones.

The Guangling soldiers have only one thought, kill the past! Kill it!

Ten steps, five steps, closer, closer.

Except for the knight who saved the people, at this time, in terms of numbers, the two sides were evenly matched.

Now there are only six elites who accompany the Yellow Tiger out of the city to fight, and they are all skilled riders.

"Repeatedly", the sound of the horses neighing and scolding was endless.

A tall horse weighing hundreds of pounds plus the knight's armor and weapons is close to eight or nine hundred pounds of strength.

Once the horse's speed is up, the impact is anything but idle.

The Jurchens did not dare to leave the pit without permission, so they could not increase the speed of their horses to the extreme, and could only passively accept the endless attacks of the Ming army.

People turn on their backs, flesh and blood splash, just a touch, the power of the general is fully revealed.

Huang Hu and Huang Degong each faced the strongest opponent, after Da Chun fell into the trap, when the female dragon was really leaderless, Huang Hu's attack was just right.