By the moat of the north gate, six Niu Lu formed a large array, each Niu Lu formed a small formation alone, the vest and the elite swing teeth in front, there were horses and miscellaneous servants in the back, the Chinese army, Chahar Zhangjing sat on the horse, the golden dragon flag around him sounded, he was surrounded by several Ming armor red tassels of white swing teeth, the flag of the flying tiger on the back of the flag soldiers, and a few Niu Lu, they were all flying feathers, the red tassels on their heads were towering, everyone did not speak in the scorching sun, and their eyes were looking at the Ming army opposite, The look of determination on his face became more and more obvious......

The army of 5,000 confronted each other outside the northern city, preparing to set up a decisive battle in a mile north of the city.

"Blow the trumpet!" Chahar Zhangjing did not hesitate any longer

"The Chinese army blows the trumpet!" He Jiu also did not hesitate.

The iron cavalry rampaging through Liaodong looked at the neatly moving infantry phalanx, their eyes were full of hatred, they drew their long knives without mobilization, clenched the tiger tooth blade, and raised it high, with the wave of the Niu Lu Ling flag, the earth shook instantly, the war horses galloped, the iron flow rolled, and slammed towards the Ming army array!

At this moment, the Ming cavalry who had been eyeing the two flanks suddenly made a loud swan sound, they quickly formed a wedge formation, and collided with the Houjin cavalry, that Chahar Zhangjing had been in battle for a long time, and had already had a countermeasure to this Ming army, he shouted to the two Niu Lu on the right flank: "You go to entangle the Ming cavalry, and the left wing will immediately join forces with you to attack the Ming cavalry after bypassing the Ming infantry!" ”

The two Niu Lu whistled and pulled the horse's head. The cavalry, which was galloping, broke out in a group and headed towards the Ming army......

Zhao Long led a cavalry of less than 800 people to rush back and forth between the two gates in the northeast, and saw that the Tartar cavalry showed signs of entangled himself in a decisive battle. He couldn't help but be taken aback, the role of his cavalry was to drag the Tartars, but the decisive battle was beyond his strength, but the dust on the opposite side was heavy, and the Mongol cavalry discharged a fairly neat and tight formation, and they urged the horses with all their might, roaring and covering from three directions.

"The Tartars are coming!" The instructor Tong Jiaqiang shouted.

These Mongol cavalrymen were covered in red and yellow armor. The iron hooves rolled, and although there were not many people, the momentum brought up was quite terrifying.

Zhao Long was covered in heat, and his blood was surging. Not thinking too much for a while, he raised the big knife in his hand and shouted: "Brothers, kill slaves with me!" ”

"Kill slaves! Kill slaves! ”

The soldier in the back brushes a flintlock pistol or a short pistol with one hand. Single-handedly controlled horses. Surrounded by Zhao Long, who was in the lead, he rushed forward.

In front of He Jiu's infantry formation, countless iron streams were surging, and the front row was full of heavy cavalry, they were armed with long-handled heavy weapons, each wearing two layers of iron armor, and behind them were many light cavalry archers, these Mongolian cavalry either whistled or gritted their teeth. The cruel gaze was fixed on the Ming army.

The horse's hooves flew and brought up a cloud of dust, and the two iron horses collided first.

"Kill slaves!"

In the sound of firearms. The sound of killing slaves was endless, and the Ming troops in the first few rows pulled the trigger in their hands one after another, countless balls of gunpowder smoke rose into the air, the muzzle of the gun suddenly rose upward, and the disemboweled lead rushed towards the opposite side in rows, forming the first wave of dense bullet rain.

Due to Yang Bo's insistence, the cavalry battalion was not equipped with crossbows on a large scale, and Zhao Long, as the battalion commander, had no choice but to make tactical articles around the firecracker, although the firearm was slow to fire and the accuracy was extremely poor, but the close-range concentrated shooting still hit the cavalry on the opposite side of the horse, and the cavalry in the front row had not had time to draw out the cold weapons of hand-to-hand combat, and a rain of arrows on the opposite side flew into the air like locusts, and then fell down intensively, enveloping all these people, and before the two sides had actual contact, they fell into a large area.

Zhao Long inserted an arrow in the buttocks, the horse jumped up in pain, and almost threw Zhao Long off the horse, Zhao Long didn't have time to appease the war horse, leaned over on the horse's back, just dodged a tiger tooth blade, the two horses staggered, Zhao Long backhanded a knife, slashed on the opponent's horse stock, the horse neighed, and there was a heavy impact sound behind him.

The cavalry behind Zhao Long stuck a short gun or flintlock pistol in the saddle, drew his blade and followed, and began to fight with the other party, from time to time there were their own or the other party's soldiers screaming and rolling off the horse, the cavalry was too fast, life and death did not depend on the level of martial arts, it all depended on luck.

After the two sides were completely staggered, Zhao Long looked back at the team, this short confrontation lost at least nearly fifty horses, seeing that there were many fewer brothers who had been trained weekdays, Zhao Long was saddened in his heart, although this battle was not for them to take the lead in destroying the enemy, but the cavalry battalion was very difficult to deal with the Mongolian cavalry with superb riding skills, and even he himself was stabbed several times, fortunately, the armor was thick, but he stabbed the spear in the back, and the pain was burning.

The two sides slowed down after running for two miles, and began to regroup the team in a circle, Tong Jiaqiang asked in a low voice: "Kill or not?" ”

Zhao Long looked at the dusty infantry in the distance, they had collided with the main Mongolian cavalry, and they were fighting in full swing, countless gunpowder smoke rose, many running cavalry kept falling from their horses, and more cavalry had brandished their weapons and crashed into the Ming army's not thick formation, these heavy armored infantry dismounted one after another, and the sniping Ming army fought together, and the killing shouts and screams were clearly heard two miles away.

Zhao Long nodded and said, "Rush again!" ”

The trumpeter blew his horn, and all the soldiers drew their firearms and quickly loaded them on horseback......

The sniper battle at the north gate was hard, and the annihilation battle at the south gate commanded by Yang Bo was equally difficult, every house was in a bloody battle, Kong Youde and others vaguely knew that Yang Bo's attitude towards the Han army flag had always been to kill them all, plus the Ming army had killed all the coats and auxiliaries after capturing Yangguan Fort, once Fuzhou was lost, he had no luck, and he had incomparable courage, and the flintlock pistol could not exert its due power in this kind of place, they changed to a sword and shield after a few rows of guns, and with the inferior grenades of the engineer company, the advance to the inner city was much faster.

Fluffy!

Several grenades were thrown in from outside the walls of a warehouse, and the grenades hissed white smoke, scaring some of the Han soldiers who were lying in ambush half to death.

Boom~~

The grenade exploded in half, and many pieces of broken porcelain iron filled with it flew wildly. Hitting these soldiers who had no time to dodge, the power of the explosion of black powder in the grenade could not even allow the iron to penetrate the leather armor, and many soldiers were cut with broken porcelain and their faces were covered in blood.

Bang!

The door was slammed open. Countless sword and shield soldiers poured in, and those Han army banners, who were furious with grenades, raised their swords and spears and met them viciously, but he quickly stopped, and behind these sword and shield soldiers rushed in a group of musketeers, followed by pikemen......

In the future, it began to move westward, and the city of Fuzhou was still full of killing shouts. The inner city changed hands several times, Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming were originally fierce generals of the Dongjiang River, and the battle of Dengzhou was except for the Guanning army. The other Ming troops were not taken seriously by them, but more and more low-level soldiers heard that the main general Azig opened the north gate and fled, and these news demoralized the soldiers who held the inner city, and Geng Zhongming rushed into Kong Youde's tent covered in blood. cried: "Dashuai." I can't stand it, the guerrilla battalion is coming, Dashuai, let's run for our lives, right? ”

In just half a day, Kong Youde's face was already full of gunsmoke, his eye sockets were deep, and his voice was hoarse: "How many people can you gather?" ”

Geng Zhongming panicked, thought for a while, and said, "The headquarters has collapsed a lot. Wuzhen Hachao is almost finished, and we have gathered more than 500 dings. And then there's more than 200 coatings."

Kong Youde said: "Drive those coats up to block, we still have more than a thousand people, what are you afraid of, you call the old brother to drag down the small cannons at the head of the city and set them up on South Street, his surname Yang wants to swallow Lao Tzu in one bite, Lao Tzu made him choke to death, damn it......"

Geng Zhongming never expected Kong Youde to die, he hesitated for a moment and said: "Dashuai, the old brothers in our hands are almost exhausted, that Azig ran away, is it necessary for us to work so hard?" Can you explain the past even in front of the Great Khan? ”

The subordinates who threw the tartar with Kong Youde also nodded silently, looking at Kong Youde expectantly.

Kong Youde sneered and said, "What are you anxious about? Azig is opening the way for us, and we will withdraw when he opens the passage, and now the top priority is to block the Ming army at the south gate, don't make dumplings for the Ming army. ”

After everyone left, Kong Youde suddenly looked relieved, knelt facing the north, and muttered in his mouth: "Youde was originally a Dongjiang miner, inferior and incompetent, unbearable to drive, His Majesty Hemeng did not give up, treated each other with the gift of hugging, gold beads and jade, undressing and food, the officers and soldiers of the Han Army Banner were all greatly favored by His Majesty, and there was no shortage of offerings. Now that I am trapped in a thief, the hearts of the people have been scattered, and the minister's strength has been exhausted, and there is only one death to repay Your Majesty."

At the north gate, the iron cavalry attacked several times to no avail, and countless horses and corpses were killed in front of the entire Ming army's position, layer upon layer, Azig then organized several infantry attacks, the Ming army suffered heavy casualties, and the formation was crumbling, but no matter how Azig agitated, the Ming army just did not cross, seeing that countless elites of the white flag fell in front of the battle, Azig wanted to cry without tears.

However, the nightmare has only just begun.

In the fierce battle between the two sides, a cannon rang out on the flanks of the two armies, and the black shadows of a group of cavalry appeared on the horizon, and then a big banner also appeared, and countless fiery red figures lined up and approached in a neat pace!

"Master, the Ming army of the East Gate is surrounding!" A sentry rushed desperately to report.

"It's over!" The thought flashed through everyone's minds at the same time.

"The East Gate is lost?" Azig asked subconsciously as if he had been struck by lightning. He knew that if Yang Bo did not break the East Gate, he would definitely not send the Ming army from the East Gate to come and attack.

The sentry did not reply, but paused repeatedly.

"Send people to stand out and ask for help, and the rest of the infantry will return to the city and defend the city with the Han army banner" Azig still made the most correct decision in a panic.

However, Azig soon found that a large number of dejected Han soldiers were running out howling at the north gate, and the city was full of gunsmoke and thunder

"Dang!"

The tiger tooth blade in Zhang Jing's hand fell weakly to the ground, they abandoned the Han Army Banner at the most critical time, and now the Han Army Flag also returned the blow to them.

"Break through, master?" Barral asked hurriedly, at this time everyone knew that the outcome was decided, and the only thing that mattered was to flee quickly.

Azig shook his head weakly, although his own side still had the mobility, but the cavalry of the Ming army had been watching from the side, and it was sometimes not easy to escape.

The cavalry on the right flank of the Ming army was urged by the dense war drums, abandoned the phalanx and accelerated towards the north gate, these cavalry were like sharp knives as quickly cutting behind the infantry armor of the Ming army, slaughtering the white flag that was almost no resistance, at the same time, Azig suddenly found that the Ming army at the east gate had taken a big stride, rushing towards this side, and even the formation was gone, these people shouted: "Capture Azig alive!" "Don't let Azig run away!"

"The general trend is gone!"

Azig sighed in his heart, and with a swipe, he drew his knife and laid it across his neck...... (To be continued......)