This is a Qing army white baya soldier!

As the elite of the elite, the White Baya Lama is wearing double armor, the outside of the armor spits glittering white paint, in order to better improve the defensive performance, the front and back chests of the armor are placed huge heart guards, thick copper mirrors are enough to resist the blow of the fire. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This Qing soldier carried a fiery red flagpole, his eyes were sharp, and he was a real warrior at first glance.

"Puff puff", between the lightning and flint, two Guangling soldiers have been killed.

The nearby left sentry officer shouted, "Gun array!" ”

In the face of the super powerful Jiannu, the Guangling army can only remain undefeated by relying on the battle array.

In the battle of Shicai, Feng Guoyong, the officer of Team A, had already injured his right arm, which was an injury caused by the arrows of the Qing army. Rao is like this, Feng Guoyong's combat power has been discounted.

It's a pity that this is a battlefield, and Feng Guo can't be allowed to use his life to recuperate.

As for Feng Guoyong's guards on both sides, they gritted their teeth and just guarded Feng Guoyong's wings tightly.

The white-armored soldiers who rushed were too brave, and the new soldiers under his command couldn't resist it at all, Feng Guoyong brandished a big knife and roared angrily: "Sons, kill the Tartars!" ”

"Kill the Tartars!"

The same roar rang out one after another, and under Feng Guoyong's command, ten soldiers rushed forward.

At the moment of battle, the harsh training of the Guangling Army showed its effect, and all the soldiers subconsciously stabbed out their spears.

Coordination has become instinctive, whether it is out of the gun or cover, the pikemen who rush out have a tacit sense of understanding.

Under Feng Guoyong's suppression, the white armor soldiers struggled and soon showed defeat.

Feng Guo was secretly happy in his heart, and was about to step forward to solve this enemy, when he saw a few things rushing towards him.

This is the iron bones of the Qing soldiers!

On the battlefield, wounding people with hidden weapons has become the killer weapon of the Qing army, and these heavy iron bones can always break through the armor at a tricky angle.

Feng Guoyong's face changed, he tried his best to split an iron bone, but he didn't expect that the guards around him had already been hit: a flying short axe was inserted into the guard's face door, and there was a rope at the back end of the axe handle, and the throwing Qing soldiers dragged the short axe and laughed insolently.

Blood gushed out, and the guard's face cracked, "Protect the team! ”

The guard collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.

Feng Guoyong's eyes were torn apart, "Ah, dog Tartar, Lao Tzu is going to kill you!" ”

In this wave of attacks, the Qing soldiers achieved considerable results.

Although the Guangling army was equipped with iron armor, its face was still exposed, which gave the Qing army an opportunity to take advantage of.

Whether it's iron bones or flying axes, they can always hurt the Ming army with precision.

With the power of the hidden weapon, more and more Qing troops rushed to the vicinity, and the sound of gold and iron continued to sound.

The white-armored soldier who killed Feng Guoyong's guards was in full swing, and after he threw the flying axe, Feng Guoyong and the guards killed him.

The tip of the guard's spear was very spicy, and it went straight to the hearts of the people, but the Qing army had agility that did not match the body shape, and after a few twists, the spear slashed through the left side of the white armor soldier.

The tip of the gun brought a flash of fire, but it failed to hurt the Qing army!

The blow was ineffective, and the guards were about to draw their guns and fight again, when the white-armored soldier had already drawn the heavy sword at his waist.

"Poof!"

The heavy sword slashed down, and the guard's head flew high.

A rain of scarlet blood poured out, and the headless corpse took a step forward before falling to the ground.

Feng Guoyong is crazy, the two guards who died in the battle are his relatives and friends, now, he died so miserably, how can he explain to his family?

"Die!"

Full of hatred, only revenge can be vented.

Ignoring the pain in his arm, Feng Guo slashed at the head of the white-armored soldier with a knife in both hands.

This move splits Huashan, simple and clear, if you are really hit, even if you don't die, you have to faint.

Who would have thought that at the last moment, the Qing soldiers would raise their arms and block the knife with their arms.

The armor on the arm guard was quite thick, but after facing Feng Guo's long knife, a piercing scream sounded.

Although the white armor soldiers of the Qing army approved the double armor, in the face of Feng Guoyong's hateful blow, his arms still couldn't resist it.

There was no doubt that his left arm was gone, and the white-armored soldier was red-eyed, picked up the heavy sword in his right hand and slashed forward.

Feng Guo didn't have time to dodge, so he could only take this blow.

"Smack", the iron armor exploded, revealing white bones.

Heartbroken, Feng Guoyong almost fainted, but fortunately, the flag guard stepped forward in time to help him.

Feng Guoyong had lost his combat power, but the white-armored soldiers still had combat power, he strode forward, and was about to finish Feng Guoyong, at this time, a group of pikemen had already surrounded him.

"Kill!"

The pikemen shouted angrily, and the three spears had already stabbed hard.

The white-armored soldier tried his best to cut only two, and the remaining one broke through his double armor and stabbed deep into his waist and abdomen.

"Ah, damn Nikan!"

The white-armored soldier trembled, sweating profusely on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and roared, breaking the barrel of the gun, and his intact right hand slashed out the heavy sword.

The pikemen, who were only half-armed, could not reach it, and could only die with hatred.

Revenge, revenge!

The rest of the pikemen didn't have any extra thoughts, they just wanted to kill the damn Jiannu in front of them!

After killing several people in a row, the white-armored soldier was already at the end of the crossbow, and finally, after a careless move, he was beheaded by a Guangling soldier.

The Qing army on both wings didn't expect the warriors of the clan to die so quickly, Zaha was even more furious, his task was to contain the Guangling army so that it could not disrupt the deployment of the army, but if the elite of the clan died too much, he would not be able to explain it to the general!

Feng Guoyong was seriously injured, but he only relied on the team flag to not fall.

The battle was fierce, Feng Guoyong was unwilling to retreat, he was present, and Team A had the backbone.

The standard-bearer had no choice but to draw his knife to protect Feng Guoyong's side.

So far, the enemy and the enemy have completely been the most direct confrontation.

The brave wins when they meet on the narrow road, the Guangling army is determined to win, the morale of the Qing army is booming, and the two sides meet in one place, just like Mars hitting the earth.

The captain of Team B was wounded in several places, but he struggled to rush forward before he could add his sword and axe.

The enemy of this army was two white-armored soldiers, one with a sword and the other with an axe.

Captain A roared angrily, "Kill the Tartars!" ”

The pikemen in the army were divided into two teams, each meeting the Qing army.

Three spears stabbed at the white-armored soldier who made the knife, and the spear stabbed himself into his face, heart, and left ribs, forcing the white-armored soldier to retreat again and again, and the other two spears were also properly coordinated, although they did not make meritorious service for a while, they were not damaged.

The wounded captain was exhausted, he stuck a throwing axe in his chest, bleeding all over the ground, and the charge had become unattainable, but he still held the team flag and stood tall.

In the Guangling Army, the daily training of pikemen is assassination.

Assassination requires a combination of strength and skill, and a real pawn can accurately stab his target from twenty paces away.

If, in the Guangling Army, there are also eighty percent that meet the standard.

Looking at the tip of the spear that pierced the front door, the Qing army with the axe was greatly surprised, he had been looting in the Ming Realm for many years, and it was rare to encounter such a vicious gun, this group of Ming troops was really not simple!

Surprised to surprised, as an elite who has been in battle for more than ten years and killed nearly 100 enemies, the Qing army Baijia was not panicked, and just cut off the handle of the gun with an axe.

The shaft of the spear without the head of the spear touched another spear under the grip of the axe, causing it to return uselessly.

At the same time, the white-armored soldier pulled out the iron bone with his left hand and stabbed forward fiercely.

There is a huge gap between the individual combat strength of the sergeant and the white-armored soldier, and it is completely dependent on the cooperation of the group to support it until now.

At the moment, the gun array was broken, and the sergeant simply could not cope.

"Poof", the iron bones were inserted into the front door of the sergeant, and the Ming army screamed loudly.

In the final analysis, the Guangling Army is still mostly new, and it is not easy to maintain the battle formation under the command of the old soldiers, and it is almost impossible to expect them to be tenacious and forbearing.

The white-armored soldier killed one person, and he was in a good mood, just when he drew his giant axe and was about to kill the other, the officer of the first team, who had been leaning on the team flag and did not move, moved, and he used all his strength to stab out a shot while the white-armored soldier ignored him.

This shot finally worked, and the white-armored soldier clutched his throat, unable to believe that it was a dead officer who killed him!

"Revenge!"

After the officer of Team A succeeded, he showed a slightly hideous smile, after the first blow was successful, he could no longer stand, he lost too much blood, and he was already at the end of his crossbow.

In the rear, the Qing army was still moving forward, and the Guangling army was completely supported by the gun array.

Wang Teng took a deep breath, and the battle in front of him was only forty steps away from his circle formation.

The fierce battle was fierce from the beginning, and it turned out that Guangling's new pawns could be of great use.

After three months of training, the Guangling army can rely on the gun array on the battlefield to fight with the Qing army, and if it survives, the new soldiers will immediately undergo a qualitative transformation.

It's a pity that I don't know how many people died in this battle.

The Qing army's combat power was too strong, and for every person killed, the Guangling army often had to pay the price of two or even three soldiers killed in battle.

For the Ming army, this exchange ratio is worth it, after all, the soldiers of the Qing army are all veterans with rich experience in fighting, among which the white armor soldiers are the elite of more than ten years, and the pikemen of the Guangling army can form combat power in a few months.

Quantity against quality, this is a helpless choice.

If he could, Wang Teng would rather not go to the battlefield, but unfortunately, this is impossible.

If Wang Teng had not appeared, in a few years, the horseshoe of the Qing army would have crossed the north and south of the river, and at that time, there would be no happy land in the land of China.

For the continuation of civilization and the survival of the nation, Wang Teng had to grit his teeth and bear it.

"Report, the officer of Team B died in battle!"

"Report, the left sentry officer is seriously injured!"

……

Bad news continues one after another, Wang Teng's heart is like a knife, these grassroots officers are all veterans he relies on, now, there are so many losses in the first war, how can Wang Teng not be heartbroken?

"My lord, can the Left Sentinel Ding team play?"

Wang Teng showed a firm gaze, "The left sentry Ding team can play!" ”

Cao Dingjiao nodded secretly, although he was young, he also knew that he must not be merciful as a general.

At present, the Guangling Army must not retreat in the slightest, otherwise, the ferocious Jiannu will definitely pounce, and at that time, the efforts of the Guangling Army will be in vain.

"Knock knock", the drums of war sounded.

To the rapid beat of drums, the pikemen of the left sentry squad advanced rapidly, and they replaced the A team with heavy casualties.

When he retired, Feng Guoyong, the officer of Team A, shed muddy tears, and his team killed two Qing army white armor soldiers, five Qing army foot soldiers and three unarmored followers.

Behind these achievements was the price of twenty people killed, of which, two were Feng Guoyong's guards, and there were two armor commanders and one army commander......

To put it bluntly, Feng Guoyong's team of men and horses has been completely abolished.

Until the reinforcement of troops, it is difficult for Team A to go into battle.

Team A made a great contribution, Wang Teng personally condoled Feng Guoyong, "You can rest assured, the military merit officer has registered your military exploits, and after the war, I will definitely ask for merit for you!" ”

Feng Guoyong didn't dare to make a request, but gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, please let me go into battle!" ”

Feng Guoyong has been injured in many places, it is already a miracle to be able to live, where is Wang Teng willing to let him take risks, "Presumptuous, it is your task to be good at recuperating from your injuries, come on, bring Officer Feng to the doctor, take care of him, there must be no mistake!" ”

"No!"

The guards beside Wang Teng showed admiring eyes, in such a tragic battle, Feng Guoyong's importance is undoubted, if it weren't for him, Team A would have been defeated.

Fight to the death and don't retreat, seriously injured can't get out of the line of fire, true warriors!

Feng Guoyong had already been taken away, Wang Teng put his eyes on the front, and the shouting of killing was still extremely fierce.

The blow of the Suitable Fire Gun and the blow of the left post should have brought eighty casualties to the Qing soldiers of this Niu Lu, of which, half of them were elite white armor soldiers, and it stands to reason that the Tartar leader must be in a hurry.

Sure enough, the striker was frustrated, and Zaha ran out of patience and personally rushed from the left flank with his guards.

On the left flank, the musketeers of the Guangling Army were in full array.

One hundred steps, eighty steps, sixty steps, fifty steps, the distance is rapidly approaching.

The boy in the iron helmet always roared loudly, "Shoot! ”

Before he could finish speaking, the gunshots rang out like thunder.

"Bang bang bang", the power of fifty firearms is by no means idle.

Even if the Qing army had been prepared, the horses under their crotches were flesh and blood.

After a round of gunfire, three Qing soldiers fell off their horses, two were wounded, and fifteen other horses were wounded and went berserk.

The target of the war horse is too large, and the firecracker is almost accurate in one hit.

The horses that were lucky enough to survive were also scared half to death by the thunderbolts, and the livestock, fearful of fire, became irritable and tried to flee the battlefield.

The Qing army on horseback tried their best to control the horse, but they couldn't control it.

The frenzied horses even threw people down, and Zaha's cavalry was thrown into disarray.

It's a great shame.

When did the warriors of the Great Qing Kingdom even fear the fire of the Ming people?

"Kill them, Mingren's fire is slow!"

Zaha thought he had mastered the trick, but he didn't expect that the Guangling army in front of him was not an ordinary border army, their muskets were faster to reload, and the firecrackers were more skillfully trained.

The musketeers in the first row had quickly retreated to the formation after firing, and behind them, the already loaded musketeers stood up and fired their muskets. (To be continued.) )