The Ming army and the Eight Banners have fought many battles large and small, each time it was a fiasco, Fushun guerrilla Li Yongfang was surrendered, but more than 10,000 Ming troops pursued the Eight Banners, called Nuer Hachi back to the division to strike, more than 10,000 people including the general army was annihilated, the battle of Qinghe Fort and a deputy general soldier and more than 10,000 people, Kaiyuan Tieling suffered heavy losses, especially the people were slaughtered very badly.

The most tragic is Salhu, several generals died in the first battle, more than 300 generals were killed in more than 1,000 generals, more than 50,000 soldiers died, and there are still many white bones along the Kuandian Road after decades, all of which were soldiers who died in the battle that day.

These battles were all defeated by the Ming army, of course there was no beheading of the Houjin, and the Ming Dynasty took the beheading as the most important military achievement, in this whole country was shocked, and Liaozhen was repeatedly defeated, even if it was a few heads, the battle merit was not small.

If it weren't for Han Xu's leading proposal, everyone present would probably not have the courage to go deeper, but Han Xu's strength had already convinced everyone, and what he said was reasonable, everyone felt that the blood was surging up their bodies, and they all agreed.

"I have a method that can be used when I encounter an enemy." When he was about to go, He Qingyun said: "We Yulin and Xilu often deal with each other like this, and we can control the enemy quietly, but our archery skills need to be very sophisticated. If Brother Han really has excellent archery skills, this method can be used. ”

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At the end of the month, the bright moon in the sky was no longer as bright and bright as in the middle of the moon, only half a waning moon hung in the air, and after going more than twenty miles to the northeast, Han Xu and the five of them hid on the slope of the mountain, and the horse was strangled to prevent it from making a sound.

This is a dilapidated official road, originally there were few pedestrians, in the past two years the war in Liaodong has not stopped, there are fewer pedestrians here, but to Fengji Fort and Hupiyi such important places, in addition to taking the road to Shenyang in Fushun, a few small roads are the way to pass.

Han Xu and the others didn't know if there must be a Dongyu ranger passing by, maybe there would be no lurking for many days, they were lying in the depths of the grass, there were a lot of mosquitoes in the middle of the night, buzzing around everyone, their faces and bodies were bitten, their whole body was itchy, and in the second half of the night, everyone was sleeping, and they felt cold, itchy on their bodies, hungry in their stomachs, and ** in their mouths, and they really didn't feel ordinary uncomfortable.

Fortunately, none of the five people moved, in the second half of the night, Han Xu ordered the He brothers to sleep first, he and the other two were on duty, and when it was about to dawn, the He brothers woke up, and the other two fell asleep again, but Han Xu was full of energy and never slew.

His appearance like this made everyone admire him even more, the He family brothers were convinced by him, and the extra respect in his eyes at this time had nothing to do with Han Xu's skills.

Such a Shangguan should be admired.

In the early hours of the morning, the grass blades were covered with dewdrops, everyone's bodies were semi-wet, and Yang Guoyong and Gao Xiaosan were still sleeping deeply, making a slight snoring sound.

Han Xu was a little frustrated, but on the surface, he didn't let people see it.

He is not afraid of encountering enemies, he has a strong confidence in his skills, but if he can't meet the enemy, there is nothing he can do.

"Captain Wu, here."

He Qinglei first noticed that something was wrong, and then He Qingyun, the two brothers lay on the ground, leaning their ears to sense, and Han Xu also lay down, but he couldn't hear anything.

"Thirteen horses, it seems that there are also a few unridden war horses."

"Well, there's less than a mile to go."

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, the morning star was bright and scary in mid-air, the half-wheel crescent moon became very shallow, the air was humid, making people feel fresh and comfortable, Han Xu couldn't hear it, so he lay on his stomach and looked at the direction in which the He brothers said that there was a horse rider coming.

Yang Guoyong and Gao Xiaosan were woken up, and the two of them were also lying on both sides, looking a little nervous.

The brothers of the He family didn't know if they were nervous or had participated in actual combat, and the two of them slowly crawled over at this time, and their faces were actually very relaxed.

After a dozen breaths of effort, the sound of horses' hooves was really obvious, the sky was a little brighter, and it was indeed a group of Jurchen rangers walking on the narrow road.

Cool hat, shaved forehead, blue or gray quiver coat, horseshoe sleeves, two quiver bags at the side, thick stride bow on the back...... All this is the standard appearance of the Eight Banners of the Later Jin.

"There are five followers on horseback, three black flag soldiers, two red armor, and one Bashiku."

Gao Xiaosan nervously reported the number, the officers and soldiers of Liaozhen are already very familiar with the Eight Banners, the leader of the small flag on his back, the bright helmet on his head and the iron armor must be the leader of the Bashiku, the black battalion soldiers are filled with the Han army or the new attached troops, wearing cotton armor, the red armor soldiers are also bright helmets and dark armor, and the armor stomach is much better than the black flag soldiers.

There are horses and followers who wear arrow clothes and cool hats, and are responsible for taking care of unmanned empty horses when marching, doing heavy chores when camping, taking care of horses, and doing wartime These followers are responsible for holding the war horses, and there are armored soldiers who dismount and fight on foot, if the war is tight, the followers can also come forward to shoot arrows to help the battle, and even fight with white knives.

Each flag soldier has a long blade in his hand, a long pole knife, a fine iron sickle, a tiger gun, an iron gun, all of which flickered in the early morning twilight, each carrying a longbow behind him, placing a bag on his side, that is, there are also weapons and arrows in the service, each of them is five short figures, round face and small eyes, and the look is very vicious and hideous.

At this time, the Eight Banners have been fighting for many years, almost no year without fighting, the generals above the middle level have more than 20 years of war experience, ordinary flag soldiers also have many battlefield fighting experience, ranked second in the team of Naba Shiku is about 30 years old, there is a long scar on the face, the whole face is almost cut open, the eyes are like beasts, this person has been fighting for at least more than ten years, Houjin is the system of all soldiers, men learn to ride and shoot with bows and arrows, and go out with the team after fifteen, this Bashi Kuding is an experienced veteran.

Watching the long line slowly gallop over, the breathing of Gao Xiaosan and the others also began to become heavy.

Han Xu's heart was empty at this time, he had already discussed how to fight in advance, if he was timid and regretted at this time, as long as he drilled into the grass, he would be fine, but after retreating this time, he would no longer have to think about competing with Houjin in this life, either he would die like a wild dog in the troubled times, or he would shave his hair and surrender to become a shunmin, no matter which choice was not what Han Xu wanted.

The husband only held Wu Hook in his hand, and looked for the marquis three thousand miles away.

Isn't he as good as the ancients?

This squad of cavalry must be accustomed to patrolling nearby, the pace is unhurried, very calm, the leader is a black flag soldier, more than fifty years old, the long battle and horse career make his back a little hunched, and his eyes are also a little scattered, when passing by the feet of Han Xu and others, this person's eyes swept over, found nothing, and rode over carelessly.

Then the cavalry of the whole squad passed slowly, and when the last person passed, Han Xu's bowstring that had already been drawn was finally released, and a light arrow flew out, almost silently, the Ming army was the same as the Eight Banners, using light arrows for close combat flat shooting, and heavy arrows for long-distance armor breaking or projectile, the arrow shaft of the heavy arrow was thick and heavy, the arrow blade was flat and open to the blood groove, and the hard bow and heavy arrow could break the armor and hurt people, Han Xu only used light arrows at this time, taking it light and sharp, the important thing is that the distance is not far, so you can use light arrows.

"Tuk."

The arrow struck the back of the last attendant with a soft thud, and then the tip of the arrow pierced the heart, and the man only snorted, and then fell diagonally on the horse.

The sound of horses' hooves muffled the light sound of the bow and arrow being fired, Han Xu knew that the time was fleeting, and the second arrow was immediately followed by it, and it was still a light sound, and the arrow hit the back of the heart!

The third arrow, medium!

The fourth arrow, medium!

The fifth arrow, medium!

Sixth arrow, medium!

But at the sixth arrow, several people who were hit by the arrow in front finally slowly slipped and fell off their horses, the war horses were unrestrained, and began to run around, the chaos of the rear team caused the alarm in front, and the Bashiku suddenly turned around, and saw Han Xu stretching his bow, his eyes suddenly stared at Han Xu, and at the same time began to shout loudly.

Han Xu was stared at by this person, feeling as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, he let go of his fingers, and the arrow flew out, this time it was aimed at a red-armored soldier, the red-armored soldier was reminded by Bashiku, at the same time Han Xu let go, his body had already hidden to the right side of the horse's body, this time he avoided the vital point, the arrow only hit his arm, the distance was close and Han Xu's bow was strong, the light arrow still broke through the iron armor arm, the arrow was deeply inserted into the flesh, and the red-armored soldier roared in pain!