Zhou Dunji eats a lot, he is tall, strong, and muscular all over his body, of course, such a person eats much more than ordinary people, like the elbow in his hand, if the supply is unblocked, he can eat more than a dozen at a time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But at this time, after hurriedly eating one, eating a few dry steamed cakes, drinking water, just saw hundreds of white armor rushing over, Zhou Dunji knew that this group of enemy soldiers was not an idle opponent, more than 60,000 people in the whole banner of Dongyu, plus less than 100,000 Han people attached to the Han army, more than 2,000 people in the white armor of the whole banner, all of them were elites in a hundred battles, and four or five hundred people appeared on the frontal battlefield at this time, and ordinary battalion soldiers could not stop it.

He sent his own soldiers and gathered some of the generals' elite of their own soldiers.

Lei Anmin, who was holding a knife and stick, hurried over, Wu Wenjie also rushed over, everyone gathered, summoned the top experts in each battalion, all dressed in heavy armor, holding heavy weapons, Zhou Dunji said: "Defeat this group of enemies, I'm afraid it'll be over today." ”

Wu Wenjie looked at the sun and said: "It's already noon, it's just another hour, and the Dongyu will have to retreat." ”

All the generals said: "The northern army has more than 100,000 people, repeatedly defeated, and every battle has been wiped out. ”

Lei Anmin said: "It's a pity that the generals of the Northern Army are selfish, timid and afraid of war, and they have disappeared until now. ”

Zhou Dunji said: "There is no need to care about others, we will repel the enemy in front of us first." ”

The generals were excited, bravely in front, the strong hands and personal soldiers selected by the battalions followed, more than 300 people are wearing triple armor, all of them are good hands in the army with a physique far beyond ordinary people, each of them is holding heavy weapons such as knives and axes. They rushed out of the middle line. The enemies in front are those Jurchen white armors.

Huang Taiji was in the back to observe the situation on Bai Jia's side. In his eyes, hundreds of iron-like Ming soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding long knives and giant axes suddenly appeared, they rushed over, the long knives and giant axes in their hands kept slashing, and the first dozen or so white armors were cut down almost in the blink of an eye, and the generals of the Ming army who rushed to the forefront should not only be wearing heavy armor. And most of them are good armor like Shanwen Jia, such hard armor, even if the Ming State is strong, it is difficult to find a first-class armor, not a general of more than 1,000 generals, it is difficult to wear such armor.

These hundreds of Ming troops, like fierce beasts, kept attacking the white armor front, and at the forefront was a good man with a giant axe and a horse stick in both hands, and the two generals were like iron beasts, with infinite strength. Each swing forced the white armor to retreat and dodge, and then the rest of the people next to him took advantage of the gap to stab. It's easy to kill those chaotic white armor, and these two people, regardless of it, only lead the troops forward, someone slashes and pokes over, they don't dodge, they fight back directly, although the body is wounded, but the armor is thick, the injuries are not serious, and the people who poke and slash them, most of them were hit by an axe or a stick, and they died miserably.

Under such a fierce attack, the white armor suffered heavy losses, and the battalion soldiers of the Sichuan army also came to help, and the battlefield in the middle became the most fierce place to fight, people had long stopped shouting, and only kept making heavy gasping sounds, many battalion soldiers and ordinary Eight Banner armor soldiers consciously retreated, leaving the vast battlefield to be handed over to the white armor and the elite of the Ming army to fight.

There are some elite bannermen who shoot arrows by gap, they shoot flat, the lethality of flat armor-piercing arrows is amazing, although the armor of the Ming army is thick, there are also people who are shot down by the vital point.

Seeing this, the Sichuan army also dispatched archers and crossbowmen to shoot at the Jurchens, and the poisonous crossbow arrows were very powerful at close range, and the Eight Banners were also shot over, without taking any advantage.

"Bitter fight, really hard fight." Huang Taiji muttered to himself, a person with great ambitions and strong wills like him was also a rare feeling of frustration in his heart.

He saw that the white armor had lost its sharpness and suffered heavy losses, he had no way to fill in the white armor again, Houjin had a total of less than 3,000 white armor, each white flag was a treasure under its own banner, and the number of white armor in some flags was only about 200 people, and there were more than 100 dead and wounded here, the loss was too heavy, even Huang Taiji could not afford such a responsibility.

He instructed the people around him, and soon someone blew the conch, the white armor queue in front became thicker, and Zhou Dunji also keenly felt the changes on the battlefield, the queue of the Eight Banners in the front began to swell, and they no longer kept attacking the Ming army's array, hand-to-hand combat began to become less, the contact points became fewer, the arrows began to increase, the flag was waving greatly, the conch horn was also blowing non-stop, those white armor and shields began to raise shields to protect themselves and the people around them, and the Eight Banners of the Chinese army began to retreat.

He looked at the two wings, where there were more Eight Banner cavalry, the cavalry wearing bright helmets and dark armor galloped rapidly on the two wings, some Mongols wearing leather jackets were mixed in, they kept galloping, some people galloped left and right, among the cavalry, there were many Eight Banner officers with black flags on their backs in command, but their voices were no longer full of confident shouts, but a kind of hesitation and hesitation combined with panic.

This nearly thirty years to eliminate the Jurchen tribes, the continuous defeat of the main force of the Ming army of the strong army, finally ushered in their establishment of the most powerful opponent, then they faintly felt in their hearts, with the Ming country, not all of the useless soldiers and horses like the Liao Zhen soldiers, they eliminated the Shenyang garrison soldiers and horses in one morning, known as 60,000 Xiongcheng fell, two general soldiers and dozens of officers to the head, their confidence swelled, thinking that the Ming army is a dish, how to eat at will, but this time it really hit the iron plate.

The small battlefield is surrounded by corpses, Yu Ding, who is wearing an arrow suit and a big hat, is dead in all directions, the people in armor are dead at the forefront, and there are some places where the battle is fierce, the dead bodies are stacked several stories high, and the blood is still dripping.

Discarded flags, weapons, Bashku's back flag, tumbling hats, lacquered bows, beautifully carved pockets, cutters and knives made of fine iron, and a mess of items were thrown to the ground.

A few miles away, a large number of Yu Ding pulled a herd of war horses to go back, their faces were full of panic, they were already frightened, Yu Ding is either a teenager, or old, or physically exhausted, not courageous, qualified enough to be in armor, Yu Ding can only shoot arrows to help the battle, clean up the battlefield after the war, or chase and cut those who run away with knives, on the horse, they can do these things as long as they are qualified in riding, in the past several battles with the Ming army, after the armor flag soldiers defeated the Ming army array, Yu Ding shouted and screamed on the horse, Shooting arrows to chase and slash the enemy, as if they were also invincible warriors, at this time, these Yu Ding knew that they were a few catties and a few taels, and a large number of armor deaths in front of them were a good lesson for them. (To be continued.) )