Najia Lazhangjing looked at the battle situation at the bridgehead and along the river, and he couldn't say anything, and the warriors fell on the pool of blood one by one, but they couldn't move an inch. Tell those Ming people on the other side that the warriors of the Great Qing Kingdom with red flags are not easy to mess with! However, reason told him that he could not do this, the terrain was limited, and the troops could not be deployed, and this kind of refueling tactic would only increase the casualties in his army.

The Qing soldiers behind him also stared blankly at the battle situation in front of them, and the warriors in the banner fell one by one, but they never approached the bridgehead forty steps, and it seemed to be a forbidden area for life. The Ming army over there is the voice of death, every piece of fire flashes, every smoke dances, and they are ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the brothers in the flags of the past.

Ironically, it seems that there have been no casualties among the Tokimian Akira.

The huge contrast made the faces of the Qing soldiers behind them look shocked, and many of them were pale and full of fear, and there was no longer the arrogance of the past.

The Jiala Zhangjing led six teams of soldiers, and two teams had been sent up, and the rest were divided into the pool, but they were all silent, lest they would be seen by Lord Jiala, and they would be sent to death.

While Jia Lazhangjing was struggling in his heart, the battle between the bridgehead and the fire pier continued.

On the pier of the fire road, a guard stood on the right side of Huang Wei, the deputy of the team. Hold the fire firmly on the battlement wall. Facing the crosshair and the door, he aimed at a godson archer who ran left and right and wanted to rush up the gentle slope, this godson ran in a zigzag shape, and the brothers on the fire road pier aimed at him several times, but he didn't hit.

"Interesting!"

The guard muttered to himself as he looked more closely.

He had seen the running path of the saddle archer, and when he jumped high from behind a rock, the guard pulled the trigger decisively.

There was a loud bang. The fire door device flashed quickly, and the fire rope ignited the primer in the fire door, and a puff of fire flared up, and the guard subconsciously closed his eyes.

At the same time, the primer ignited the gunpowder in the rao tube, and in the deafening sound, a fierce pyrotechnic fire shot out of the mouth. The guards saw a huge mist of blood coming out of the bow of the lepton, and then the archer fell backwards and rolled down into the river a few feet away, staining the river red! "Finally waited

He shouted, and immediately a company of sergeants followed him to meet the allotment of the shku, and another sergeant to meet the slave.

"Kill!"

They rushed in a row on the left and right, with at least three sword and shield soldiers in front of them, and two sword and shield soldiers flanking and guarding. With the power of rushing down the slope, the sword flashed, and the right hand of the slave was cut off by the oblique elbow, and the chief of the army shouted, and the long knife broke through the heavy armor on his left side with the sound of the wind. Dig deep into his chest.

Then a couple of knives were thrown at him

In the roar, the house slave was unwillingly chopped to the ground.

Several sword and shield soldiers rushed in front of Nade's Pashku, and Nade's Pashku widened his eyes and roared. The half-moon short-handled axe in his hand slashed heavily at an oncoming large shield. With a loud bang, the shield shattered, and his great axe carried a majestic force, as if it had split the iron armor of the sword and shield soldier behind the shield.

At the same time, several knives slashed at his body, which made it clear that Pashku was wearing triple armor, and he really felt invulnerable.

But a knife slammed into his shoulder, and the sound of bones shattering was clearly audible. Nadas Pashku had already been shot, and could no longer support it, so he let go of his hand and was pressed to his knees by the long knife.

His face was covered with blood, like a sharp ghost, and he kept roaring in his mouth, glaring at the few Ming soldiers around him with hatred. It is evident that he was shot in the abdomen and a pile of intestines came out of it. This guy has been able to support it so far, it's really fierce.

The armor chief snorted coldly and strode over. The long knife in his hand swung down violently, and the head of the skull, which had been divided, rolled to the ground, blood spurted out of his neck, and the headless body twisted unwillingly, and fell to the ground heavily.

The chief licked his dry lower lip, and said regretfully: "The godson is rare, but it's not enjoyable." ”

He looked at the sword and shield soldier whose chest had already been split by a sharp axe: "Brother Qi, are you okay?" ”

The sword and shield soldier said, "It's okay! Fortunately, he was wise and detected the enemy situation in time.

Looking at the surrounding sergeants with panicked expressions, obviously without the slightest fighting spirit, he immediately decided: "Withdraw the troops and return to Tongzhou." ”

Immediately, all the Qing soldiers on the official road jumped on horseback and galloped back, ignoring even the slower routers, and no one cared about the bodies and wounded of those warriors who died in battle. Compared to the flag when it came, it is clear. The majesty is magnificent, at this time they are in a hurry like a lost dog, the banner is crooked, and the prestige is lost. The fire commanders guarding the stone bridge were all cheering and screaming when they saw the leptozonian soldiers fleeing in disarray.

One of the armor commanders shouted, "The wheeled soldiers are nothing more than that, I thought they had some three heads and six arms." ”

Tian Qiming also laughed, the Qing soldiers were defeated and retreated, and his meritorious service as the officer of the management team guarding the bridge was not only that there were many godchildren who were killed and injured under the pier in front of the bridge.

Hearing the smoke and dust behind him getting closer and closer, Tian Qiming shouted: "Brothers, get out of the way, give way to our cavalry brothers." ”

Hundreds of Shunxiangbao cavalry rode their horses from the official road, they were no different from the fire soldiers, the only difference was that their hands were full of sabers and spears, and the fire lock was on their backs.

At the front of the horse team, the chief Li Guangheng rode his horse to the front, he was skillful, holding a large gun made of fine iron in his hand, he was burly, and the heavy big gun was still effortless. Behind him were four flag bearers, holding the banner of the horse team, followed by eight escorts riding their horses closely behind. Then the officers and captains of each team all had back flags on their backs, the flag of Shunxiang Fort was still red, and a large area of fiery red flags were flying.

Hundreds of cavalry rolled in, with Li Guangheng as the leader, nodding to the brothers guarding the bridge, and in a cheer, they rushed down the river from the slope on the right side of the official road, and then went up to the official road from the river bank. A few hundred cavalry. Hurriedly chased after the Qing army and rode away.

Old White Bull: There is another chapter in the evening.