The sentinel cavalry has already sent the news that the Ming cavalry occupied the hill and built a position to hold back to the ears of Abatai, who was sitting in Gaizhou, Abatai was a little upset when he heard the news, he never expected that the Ming army would be so resolute to abandon the maneuver, and instead fight a protracted battle with them, they can afford it, they can't afford it, whether it is time or the lives of elite armor soldiers, in case they are bitten by the tail of the Lushun Ming army, it is easy to be congested on this relatively narrow official road, Abatai now regrets choosing to ambush here, But now it's a little too late to regret it, the Ming army is all around, and it won't work if you don't fight......

The hill occupied by the cavalry battalion is not high, but at least there is no need to worry about the enemy on the belly and back, at this moment the Tartars under the mountain discussed for a while, and after a while, the drums and trumpets sounded, and a group of armored soldiers dismounted one after another, carrying spears and crossbows and slowly touched the mountainside, and there were also groups of infantry armor behind them that began to move, ready to attack the mountainside from several sides.

Zhao Long set up three layers of defense line, the first layer is a sniper line composed of flintlock soldiers, behind which are armored soldiers responsible for loading and hand-to-hand combat, and finally a line of straight-bore flintlock soldiers, the cavalry battalion has a fatal weakness, that is, the lead and gunpowder carried with them are not enough to support this high-intensity sniper battle, and without a dense enough row of guns, it is impossible to suppress the Tartar archers, and the inability to suppress the archers will make the soldiers pay more casualties when fighting with the Tartars.

In the woods in front of the line began to be shot sporadically with light arrows in front of the line, haphazardly inserted in front of the position or nailed to the trees, and the soldiers in the front row crouched on the ground with their guns in hand, and formed a breast wall in front of them with improvised stones, and these soldiers aimed at the figures at the foot of the hill and swayed. Some of the soldiers behind them were still struggling to dig through the dirt, and the lack of tools made it almost impossible to dig a trench large enough to hold half of their bodies. But the soldiers were still sweating with their long-handled weapons.

"Steady, let the Tartars go in and open fire again, we want their corpses, and their armor, let's get closer" The training battalions of each company were interspersed everywhere, conveying orders to everyone's ears.

Zhao Long crouched in the last line of defense, flanked by soldiers with straight-bore flintlock pistols. Originally, it was planned that the cavalry battalion would all be equipped with straight-bore flintlock pistols, but Yang Bo canceled the plan due to the high demand from below, and these soldiers did not like to load the slow-loading straight-bore flintlock pistols. Even the rifles were deliberately thrown away during the battle, so the cavalry battalion was armed with less than about 200 rifles, but now these rifles played an important role, that is, to eliminate the archers and white-toothed soldiers who were the most threatening Tartars. Zhao Long had them form multiple battle groups. After arranging these soldiers, Zhao Long came to the auxiliary line of the second line, they had to reload the flintlock pistol soldiers, and they had to counterattack the Tartars that broke through at any time, for which the whole battalion gave them a few chain mail and iron armor, and the cavalry battalion had some martial arts, and Zhao Long's only worry was that their armor was not enough. It's hard to dodge the dense rain of arrows from the Tartars.

"Put the Tartars close to fight, and when you repel a wave of Tartars' attacks, drag their corpses back as cover," Zhao Long carefully advised.

Houjin's offensive came quickly. They approached with heavy shields, or under the cover of trees, and there were the largest number of people in front of them, and there were five or six hundred people in the distance, and there were wriggling human heads everywhere, and there were many figures in the woods on both wings, and the empty mounts at the foot of the mountain almost blocked the entire official road.

Several company commanders came to meet, they were worried that the firepower of the defense line was still not enough, Zhao Long thought about it and transferred more than 100 people from the auxiliary troops as a reserve, and all the short guns were used by them as a support for the maneuver on three sides, but in this way, the middle defense line was much weaker, and Zhao Long could not think about it.

The Tartars under the mountain sounded three long horns in a row, and all the armor soldiers approaching up increased their speed, and then the drums sounded throughout the hillside, and the Ming army position on the top of the mountain was silent.

Three hundred steps, two hundred steps, the other side was still silent, and many people could already see the rudimentary defense line of the Ming army improvised with stones, on which were black flintlock pistols, and the muzzles of the guns were aimed at them.

One hundred and fifty paces, the gun still did not go off, the archers of Houjin tightly pulled the bowstring and did not shoot, and a hundred paces, the Houjin soldiers who attacked on their backs still did not suffer the blow of firearms.

Collapse!

Seventy steps, a team of archers under the command of the assigned to the sky to pull the bow, the dense rain of arrows flew towards the Ming defense line, shooting the front of the position like a hedgehog, and occasionally there was a muffled grunt, but these post-gold archers who played the vanguard also knew that because the distance was too far, the arrows and crossbows shot did not do much damage to the enemy, unless they could break through to about forty steps, that was the most lethal range.

But the Ming army obviously won't give them this opportunity......

Fluffy!

The rear of the Ming army suddenly floated a burst of gunsmoke, the sound of exploding beans was endless, all the attacking soldiers were panicked in their hearts, the Ming army fired, they quickly looked at the situation on the battlefield with their residual eyes, they were stunned to find that many of the people in charge of the command had to look up to the sky and fall to the ground, there were bloody holes in the top of their heads or chests, and then more archers also suffered fixed-point strikes, which brought panic to the first wave of attack, many soldiers were full of panic, and the white-armored soldiers who accelerated their pace to catch up with them stabilized the battle situation after cutting off a few heads, The attack was very resolute.

"Kill all the dogs!"

From a distance, hand-to-hand combat was imminent, and many Houjin soldiers swung their weapons towards the Ming army's position, and from the overhead, the Ming army formed a dike, and then the Jin soldiers flooded like a rushing river.

"Fire!"

As the password sounded, the white mist on the Ming army's position, which had been silent for a long time, rose into the air, countless fires danced in the black muzzle, spitting out dense lead, and the originally neat Houjin queue was torn apart by this row of guns, and the armored soldiers with heavy shields in the front row fell to the ground and died, and the armored soldiers who were suddenly exposed to the threat of the muzzle in the back were obviously unprepared, and they didn't know whether to continue to rush forward or stop for a while, and the whole formation was in chaos.

The armor soldiers who oversaw the battle tried to maintain order, and they cut down a few soldiers who were screaming and running around. Forcing them to continue to attack the Ming army's position, the archers behind kept pumping their arrows and shooting, shooting the crossbow arrows towards the Ming army.

Seeing that the Ming army on the opposite side kept being hit by arrows and falling. These armor soldiers began to have confidence, they picked up their shields in one go, held their weapons and moved rapidly, fifty steps they once again underwent the baptism of the platoon of guns, the armor soldiers in the front row fell down again, and the rear of the Ming army also began to counterattack, and the target of their attack was the archers and commanders hiding in the rear. For every shot fired, someone was bound to fall, but as more and more Houjin soldiers pressed on, their reloading speed could not keep up. The archers inflicted many casualties on the first line of defense, and these archers stopped forty paces from the line and kept firing at the Ming army, and the flintlock pipers retreated to both flanks. The auxiliaries filled the gaps with their weapons wielded. The armoured soldiers on both sides stabbed each other in front of the rudimentary pile of stones, and the cries of killing were endless, and in a short time the defense line was full of corpses on both sides, and many wounded soldiers were tossing and wailing on the ground, and the blood of both sides was stimulated, and they stopped thinking and fought to the death with instinct.

Thanks to the long-term brainwashing of instructors at all levels, the soldiers of the cavalry battalion are generally regarded as the most uncommon enemies. The soldiers who were cornered were red-eyed, although the gold-armored soldiers kept pouring in. But the line did not take a step back, and even some of the wounded soldiers who fell to the ground were wielding their spears and knives with all their might.

"Shoot in two turns, concentrate your firepower to knock down the frontal attack!" Zhao Long stabbed a tiger tooth blade that stabbed diagonally, and made a big hole behind him.

With the flintlock soldiers firing fiercely, the hedgehog gathered in front of the position more than 30 steps of the rear gold armor soldiers suddenly became chaotic, Tong Jiaqiang took advantage of the situation to command the reserve counterattack, with more than 50 short guns fired together, the reserve team each held a blade into the defense line, with the addition of this new force, the auxiliary line mustered up the courage to repel the first wave of armor.

According to the memories of the surviving soldiers, when the first soldiers finally retreated, many soldiers on the battlefield found that their bodies were full of wounds, some of them broke their waists and bones, some of them spurted blood from their mouths and noses, and some of them fell into a state of madness, even their own people indiscriminately slashed and stabbed.

This wave of attacks left more than 100 corpses for the Ming army, Zhao Long commanded the soldiers to use the corpses to build a breastwork, but he didn't expect that it was too late to peel off their armor, the drums and trumpets on the mountainside sounded in unison, and a large number of armored soldiers poured over again, no one expected that this wave of attacks would continue until the main force of the Iron Fist Brigade arrived!

Two hours later, Zhao Long staggered up and looked at the battlefield, the surrounding position has become hell, less than half a mile in the front of the defense line is full of corpses, many broken guns and weapons are thrown everywhere, most of the soldiers in the defense line are wearing leather armor and wearing bright helmets, in just two hours, the front of the defense line has lost nearly two hundred people, even Zhao Long himself was stabbed in the thigh, there is a knife wound on the shoulder, in addition to the soldiers who died in battle, there are many wounded of different severity, Zhao Long began to be in a trance, and when he hit this point, he began to have fear for the first time, that was the fear of the total annihilation of the cavalry battalion, once the position was lost, no one in the cavalry battalion would survive.

Zhao Long didn't have time to think about it, the horn on the mountainside sounded again, and a team of armored soldiers with a red flag began to rush up with firm steps, and in mid-air, countless light and heavy arrows roared towards their own positions, and the Tartar attack began again.

"When can you come, sir?" Zhao Long picked up a blood-dripping tiger tooth blade and muttered.

At this moment, there was a sudden agitation at the foot of the mountain, and even the attacking armor soldiers hesitated for a while, Zhao Long was suddenly overjoyed, grabbed the clairvoyant mirror and looked down the mountain, he saw many armor soldiers roaring and rushing down the official road to turn over their horses, and soon formed a formation of about 1,000 people on the official road, and then the thunderous horses' hooves sounded, and this Tartar armor soldiers galloped in the direction of Xu Mountain......

"Brothers, cheer up, reinforcements have arrived, and your lordship has come to save us!" Zhao Long trembled with excitement, and roared out with all his strength, and soon, the news swept through the Ming army's position like a wind, and everyone erupted into an excited roar, and even many of the wounded who were originally lying on the ground struggled to get up.

Inspired by the good news, the cavalry battalion repelled Houjin's attacks again and again, but an hour passed, and there was not the slightest shadow of reinforcements, and two hours passed, and the reinforcements still did not come, and many seriously wounded closed their eyes forever while waiting for the comfort of reinforcements.

There are a few bloodied people sitting next to Zhao Long, two of the eight guards are still alive, and the battalion instructor Tong Jiaqiang has a sharp knife stuck in his stomach, although the stab is not deep, but no one dares to pull it out after the people of the Medical Division visit the wound, but Tong Jiaqiang is in good spirits now, and he takes the time to chat with Zhao Long from time to time, the first company commander Li Er, this man who killed him all the way back from Fuzhou has long stopped breathing on the left flank position, and after learning that the reinforcements of the Ming army arrived, Houjin began to besiege like crazy, Although the battle situation on the two wings is not as good as the front, but the first company on the left flank has been disabled, the company commander Li Er, the instructor, and the military discipline officer are all killed, and now the commander of the remaining more than 60 remnants is the officer of the B team, Zhao Long can't even remember his name, the second company on the right wing also suffered heavy losses, and the backbone of the company was lost nearly half, but fortunately, they firmly held the two wings, and the cavalry battalion's not solid formation was able to not collapse, but as the gunpowder and lead were exhausted, the cavalry battalion repelled the Tartars' attacks again and again with cold weapons, But the original line of defense has been compressed to the minimum by Houjin, and they are now not only at the end of the crossbow, but also have no way to retreat.

At the foot of the mountain, several Niu Lu gathered in the big tent with a sad face in the Yellow Flag Gushan Ezhen, and there were two bloody human heads inserted outside the big tent, one was Tumut Niu Lu Amura, and the other was the Blue Flag Niu Lu, just now these two Niu Lu attacked unfavorably, and they were scattered a lot, and Saltu in a rage immediately beheaded them to demonstrate, but the fight on the top of the mountain was in full swing, and the Ming army suffered heavy casualties and ambushed corpses everywhere, but it just did not collapse......

These Niu Lu have all heard of the Lushun guerrilla battalion, but what they never expected is that the guerrilla battalion is so difficult to bite, no firearms, no armor, cavalry used as infantry, they gathered a few Niu Lu's strength to fight for more than three hours without taking it, what kind of existence is those Ming troops on the top of the mountain? Qi Shaobao's Qi family army was nothing more than that, right? Everybody thinks so.

Saltu jumped like thunder, walking back and forth in the big tent, several Niu Lu chapters lowered their heads and did not say a word, just now the red flag Baidu attack was not good and was severely scolded by Saltu thirty lashes, and now Baidu is still lying on the ground of the big tent and convulsing.

"The forward cavalry of the Ming army has arrived, although it is temporarily blocked in Xushan, but the sentry cavalry reported that the infantry of the Ming army is less than ten miles away from here, that is to say, there is not much time left for us, the master said, you can't encircle and annihilate these cavalry troops on the mountain, the master wants to cut off my head, before that, I will cut off your head first!"

After Saltu finished speaking viciously, he strode to Baidu's side and kicked him in the stomach fiercely: "Take him to the top of the mountain to command, you can't fight the red flag, you don't have to come back!" ”

Although a few of the positive red flags were not resentful of Saltu's dominance, but now that people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, and Abatai gave him the right to cut off his own head, and if he wants to take revenge, he has to wait for the master of the southern plunder, Dai Shan, to come back.

A few people leaned over to pick up Niu Lu, and with the help of a few swingers, they ran quickly towards the top of the mountain.

Soon, the shouts of killing became fierce again...... (To be continued......)