The musketeers, who had just finished a round, did not have time to reload the gunpowder again, and the Qing cavalry had already killed them. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The pikemen near info risked their lives to stand in front of the musketeers, but they were slashed by their horses, and one by one they fell in a pool of blood.

A war horse rushing over may be nothing, but when dozens of hundreds of cavalry rush in, its might is simply unstoppable.

The musketeers were horrified one by one, and the muskets that were not loaded with gunpowder projectiles were almost as good as burning sticks in their hands! In order to increase the defensive ability of the musketeers, the Daishan Army equipped each musketeer with a short knife, but the blade less than three feet long was used to defend against the infantry, and it was not very useful for the cavalry galloping at high speed!

There were two or three hundred musketeers at each end of the line, but they had no ability to resist in the face of the galloping cavalry, and more than 100 people fell in just one round of fighting.

"Fight with them!" Seeing that his brothers were killed one after another, Sha Qianli's eyes were almost red, and he bent down to handle the spear of a fallen infantryman, and the sharp spear pointed at the enemy cavalry rushing again!

The musketeers under the command of "Fight with them" also followed suit, holding long and short weapons and gathering each other to form a small formation.

"Ah!!h Another round of fighting came as scheduled, Sha Qianli ignored the saber cut to the neck, and stabbed the belly of the war horse that rushed over with a spear in his hand, this time the assassination was so strong and so ruthless, the Eight Banners on the horse didn't even make the action of waving the knife to block, he felt a shock from the war horse under his crotch, and fell forward with a "poof".

Sha Qianli's spear was also broken by the fallen war horse, bent down to pick up the short knife on the ground, and threw himself at the Eight Banners who was smashed, the tip of the knife was aimed at the neck and pressed hard, and the blood gushing out of the "poof" poured Sha Qianli's face all over his face.

Like Sha Qianli, the other musketeers were also fighting without fear of death, a musketeer was trampled by the iron hooves of the war horse, but his mouth was spurting blood and firmly holding the hind legs of the war horse with both hands, and finally forced the war horse to slow down, a musketeer leaped and threw the Eight Banners on the horse off the horse, but his body was also pierced by the saber in the hands of the Eight Bannermen, and several musketeers pounced, and the musketeers in their hands smashed into the head of the Eight Banners soldiers who fell to the ground.

Such a scene happened in many places, and the soldiers of the Eight Banners relied on the speed of their horses to inflict great damage on the soldiers of the Daishan Army, but they also paid a heavy price under the attack of the soldiers of the Daishan Army.

The pikemen of the Daishan Army completely disregarded their own safety, and desperately stabbed their spears out and stabbed them at the galloping horses. In the battle of incense, almost half of the two thousand Daishan soldiers fell, but Turai was shocked to find that his own cavalry had also fallen three or four hundred horsemen.

No matter what, we must kill all this tenacious Ming army! Turai gritted his teeth and made up his mind, urged the war horse, and began to charge and kill again!

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Fight with them!"

Along with the sound came a rain of arrows, and when Turai turned his head to look, he found a thousand-strong archers rushing towards the battlefield, and as they went, they placed arrows on their side, but it was the archers of the Daishan army who joined the battlefield.

In order to ambush the enemy army that broke into the camp and create the false appearance of being surrounded by enemies on all sides, the archers of the Daishan Army were arranged in the north of the camp, on the bank of the Yunyan River, and in order to defeat the fleeing enemy, Li Yanzhi personally took two thousand veterans to ambush in the west of the camp.

When the battle started, the archers were still commanding the archers to desperately release arrows into the camp, shooting at the green battalion soldiers who were running around with poisonous smoke howling.

After discovering that there was a Qing cavalry attacking the main force of the Daishan Army led by Li Yanzhi, Mao Liu knew that something was wrong. The main force led by Li Yanzhi was only 2,000 people, how could he block the attack of thousands of cavalry?

While sending someone to report the news to the canal boat, Mao Liu urged his archers to rush to the battlefield.

"Come with me, kill the Tartars!" Mao Liu shouted at his archers.

The trembling recruits' faces turned pale, and they looked around in panic one by one, for some new soldiers, it was too difficult for them to fight face-to-face with the fierce Eight Banners soldiers.

Mao Liu is the old brother of the original Fuchun, and he is the archer on the ship, because he is too sleek and frivolous, he is not liked by Ren Siqi, and other people with the same qualifications as him have sat in the high position of the commander of the town general, Mao Liu has always been not embarrassed to be a team officer, and even small characters like Sha Qianli Chen Mingyang have climbed on his head. But because there is a ghost in his heart, Mao Liu has not dared to say anything, because he has made a high density to Li Qiankuan, the prefect of Hangzhou, so that the Fuchun was destroyed by Li Qiankuan in collusion with the Daishan pirates, and many old brothers on the Fuchun such as Fu Bin and others were killed. Therefore, under the order of Li Qiankuan to infiltrate the Daishan army, Mao Liu has been very low-key. But seeing that many old brothers have risen to the top and become high-ranking officials in the army, Mao Liu's eyes are also very hot, compared with the vigorous development of the Daishan Army, the future of the leader of the Hangzhou government service promised by Li Qiankuan is simply not worth mentioning. He has long made up his mind to work hard and strive for a good future. Since his appointment as the head of the archer battalion, Mao Liu has worked diligently to train his archers, training a group of coolies who have never touched a bow and arrows to at least everyone knows how to shoot a bow.

Mao Liu has a strong desire in his heart, that is, to lead his group of archers to make special achievements and become a higher official position. Why did Jin Yufei, Ren Xingfan, and others, who were less qualified than themselves, become town generals, and how inferior were they to them?

So when he saw that the main force of Li Yanzhi's Daishan Army was attacked, Mao Liu immediately felt that this was an opportunity for himself, as long as he could rescue the main soldiers and turn the tide, his position in Ren Siqi's heart would inevitably rise in the future. As for the danger? How can a pirate-born person be timid!

"Brothers, think about your family, think about your wives and children, do you want to see them killed and humiliated by the Qing soldiers? I can tell you that if the main force is defeated by the Qing army, none of us, including your family, will be able to escape. For the sake of the family behind him, he must defeat the gang of Tartars in front of him! ”

"If it's a man, follow me and kill the tartars!" Mao Liuda roared and took the lead to kill on the battlefield.

"Kill the Tartars, fight with them!" After a short silence, some recruits followed Mao Liu and rushed towards the battlefield.

"Kill the Tartars!" More and more archers shouted loudly, and they did not hesitate to die for the sake of their families behind them!

"Kill the Tartars!" An even more powerful voice came from the north, and Mao Liu turned his head to look, and saw that the township soldiers of the brigade were killing the generals from the north bank of the Salt River along the pontoon bridge erected by the boats, which were Yangzhou township soldiers who were moving with their families.

"Kill the Tartars!" More and more people shouted in unison, and a huge sound resounded in the sky.

When Tulai looked up in horror, he saw countless Ming soldiers shouting to kill their generals from the canal to the north.

Li Yanzhi was protected by more than a dozen pikemen in the middle with a steel knife in his hand, and at the most dangerous moment just now, even he had to draw his sword and fight in person.

More than half of the soldiers under his command were killed or wounded, and every time he saw a soldier fall, Li Yanzhi's heart was dripping blood, and at this moment he fell into deep remorse, annoyed why he didn't think about it more when he made his plan, why he didn't take into account that the Qing soldiers would only send green battalion soldiers to attack the camp, and leave the strongest Eight Banner cavalry behind! At this moment, Li Yanzhi suddenly had an epiphany, the so-called stratagem and planning were so vulnerable in the face of absolutely powerful combat power. At this moment, death is so close to you!

Lord Hou, it was I who failed you, and it was I who brought these thousands of soldiers and tens of thousands of people to a dead end! But even if the battle is to the last man, my Daishan Army will never be a bad seed! Li Yan bit his lower lip tightly, straightened the spear in his hand, and waited for the next attack of the enemy horseman.

The battlefield was already in chaos, and the remaining seven or eight hundred soldiers of the Daishan Army were scattered on the battlefield in groups and in groups, fighting separately, and there was no unified command. What makes Li Yanzhi happy is that in such a desperate situation, everyone is still fighting to the death, and no one escapes to be a bad seed!

Looking at the Qing cavalry that had gathered again in the distance, Li Yanzhi knew that maybe if there was another impact, his people would fall down with a bang, but so what? As long as Hou Ye is here, he will lead the Daishan army to rise again, and he will kill all the Tartar traitors to avenge the brothers who died in battle!

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, looking at the Qing cavalry that was coming, Li Yanzhi suddenly laughed, maybe dying on the battlefield is also a good destination!

But why did the Qing cavalry who came over slow down the speed of their horses, many people pulled the horses, there seemed to be some voice shouting in their ears, but they were pressed by the hooves of the Qing army, Li Yan listened carefully, and finally heard clearly, "Kill the Tartar!" Huo Ran looked back and saw that countless people were shouting and rushing from the river in the north. Running at the forefront were more than 1,000 archers led by Mao Liu!

"Are these untouchables crazy?" Thulai frowned and looked at the people who were shouting frantically in the distance, fighting against the Ming Dynasty for many years, he had slaughtered countless people, and saw thousands of people in the Ming Dynasty, but in front of the powerful Eight Banners, those people were like lambs, either fleeing or kneeling and begging, when breaking through the city, the Eight Banners soldiers often cut off the heads of the Han people one by one with big knives, not to mention resisting the Han people even did not dare to escape, the only thing they dared to do was to cry and watch their family's heads being cut off, and then wait to cut off their own heads.

So when he saw that there were people, or so many people, rushed towards him, Tourai's first reaction was shock, and then a strong anger welled up in his heart, when did the untouchables become so bold! I'm going to kill all these untouchables, and I'm going to kill them completely!

As soon as Turai raised his horsewhip, he was about to take the lead in attacking again, but Ahsan, who was beside him, suddenly grabbed the reins.

"No, I can't kill it, I can't run the war horse!" Ahsan shouted.

Turai Huoran bowed his head, and sure enough, as Turai said, most of the horses were panting and sweating. Like the Turai department is the real Manchurian Eight Banners cavalry, each cavalry is generally equipped with three horses, but the weather in the south is not as good as the north, the climate and forage horses here are not used to eating, so since the Qing army went south to attack the Ming Dynasty, in less than two months, the Qing army's war horses have been lost nearly 20%, and the war horses under Turai have been reduced from one person and three horses to one person and two horses.

Today, from the departure to the fierce battle, I first rode a horse for more than ten miles, and then carried the heavily armed Qing soldiers for a long time, and many of the horses were about to reach the limit of their physical strength.

It is not impossible to fight any longer, but once the war horse is exhausted to death, the combat power of the Eight Banners who have lost their mobility will be greatly reduced. Looking at the tens of thousands of Ming troops and civilians swarming in the distance, Turai did not think that his two thousand horsemen would be able to defeat them in a moment and a half, and if they fell into a heavy siege and lost their mobility, the entire army that was waiting for them might be annihilated.

Thinking of this, Turai didn't dare to slack off any longer, and pulled the reins tightly with his left hand, and the war horse stopped his footsteps. Turning the horse's head and taking the lead in galloping towards the south, since the main general retreated, all the Eight Banners soldiers also reined in their horses, turned their horses' heads and followed behind Tulai, retreating like a tide.

"The Tartars have fled!" The remaining soldiers of the Daishan Army on the battlefield couldn't believe their eyes, but the fact was that the fierce and fierce Eight Banners were killed and retreated by their infantry.

"I'm tired of Lao Tzu!" Narrowly escaped life, many soldiers could no longer hold on, threw away their weapons, and sat on the bloody ground gasping for breath.

As soon as Mao Liu approached the battlefield with the archers, he released a round of bows and arrows, and when he saw the Qing soldiers fleeing in a hurry, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and secretly said that this battle achievement was too easy.

"Brothers, follow me!" As soon as Mao Liu waved his hand, he was about to lead the troops to chase and kill, in fact, everyone knew where the two legs could outrun the four legs of others.

"Mao Ying is right and slow!" Li Yanzhi hurriedly stopped him, and didn't say anything about seeing that Mao Liu came to help in time.

"Mao Yingzheng, you take your subordinates down to search the big camp to see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net!" Li Yanzhi knew that it was the Green Battalion soldiers who broke into the trap, but although the trap was powerful, he couldn't expect to keep all the enemies, and instead of chasing and killing the Eight Banners Cavalry, who would definitely not be able to catch up, it was better to chase and kill the fleeing Green Battalion soldiers.

"Okay, Director Li, you're fine!" Mao Liu happily took people there.

"Yanzhi, are you alright?" Cao Changjiang, director of the logistics department, ran over from afar, and thousands of soldiers and civilians followed him into the battlefield.

(Note: See the previous article, Chapter 93 for the origin of Mao Liu!) ）

PS: A large chapter of 4,000 words (to be continued.) )