Brother Guan shouted angrily and rushed to the bridge, where he knelt on the ground with a coat, and a small amount of Yu Ding, a Houjin soldier with a two-handed big knife saw that he couldn't run away, and rushed over waving his blade.

A neat row of bayonets to meet the past, Brother Guan has rich experience in white-knuckle combat, and rushed forward to the front, then the Jin soldiers were really attracted, Brother Guan suddenly slowed down half a step, the comrades on the two wings next to him rushed forward, the bayonet soldiers rushed very fast, the armor soldiers did not have time to adjust, four or five bayonets pounced in front of them at the same time, the armor soldiers only swung half a circle, blocked two, and were stabbed by three bayonets from three different directions.

A group of bayonet soldiers pounced on the armor soldier and stabbed them indiscriminately, the armor soldier was stabbed in many places all over his body, the triangular iron bayonet was very powerful, he only lasted a few breaths, and then fell to the ground softly, Guan Da Brother avoided the scale armor of the armor, pierced the neck of the armor soldier, and the head of the helmet could only prevent bows and arrows, which was ineffective against the assassination base.

The musket with a bayonet of more than six feet is very flexible, and the multi-person bayonet tactics are familiar to Chen Xin for a long time, and he has taught the sea dogs and others in Tianjin, but in the later battles, there are more fierce mandarin duck formation tactics, and the spear array spear is not flexible, so this tactic cannot be used, and it is only practiced in the guards and detachments, and now it is finally applied on a large scale in the dragoons.

More than 200 dragoons swarmed up, bayonets and clusters, and in a terrible shout, the remnants of the Houjin soldiers at the bridgehead were killed one by one.

Some of the armor soldiers who could not escape rushed forward with their blades, and were killed by most of the captains and captains who were equipped with short guns. The army lost the will to fight, even the most brave individuals could not help, except for a few spearmen who inflicted losses on the Dengzhou soldiers, the others were almost ready to be killed.

On the other side of the river, there was also a shortage of soldiers, and the vanguard of the third company was already approaching the Guangchang junction. The soldiers who had fled back from the west bank were desperately trying to escape to get to the Guò junction before the 3rd Company was closed.

The Houjin soldiers in both directions were fleeing at the junction in the direction of Guangchang, and the 3rd Company soon arrived at the junction, and it was only then that they fired the first volley. The Houjin soldiers who suddenly fell to the ground at the intersection, and the third company charged and closed the intersection, and the Houjin soldiers who had not escaped behind were blocked on this short road.

The Houjin soldiers on foot had nowhere to escape, and muskets were firing on three sides, round after round of volleys. The river beach was strewn with corpses, and a flag captain led the way across the river, followed by about thirty or fifty soldiers, and some others were still scuffling with the remaining Houjin soldiers at the bridgehead, and there was scattered firing among them.

The Dengzhou soldiers in front and behind shouted and pursued, and more than 200 Zhenyi and Baoyi howled and jumped into the riverbed. Running around the riverbed without a target, part of the men and horses of the first company on the west bank and the second company also surrounded the riverbank, and fired a salvo across the riverbed, and the Ming army on the Dong'an road closed the intersection and fired at the riverbank on the roadbed.

On the beach across the river. Hundreds of Houjin soldiers were still fleeing south along the river. One of the leading armoured soldiers tore off the chain mail from his head as he ran and threw it away by the river, when the red figure approached on the main road, blocking the road ahead. The armored soldier had nowhere to escape, he had thrown no weapons on his body, and he waded into the river with a roar, and all the Houjin soldiers behind him followed him into the river. At first, they were still running in shallow water, and the Dengzhou soldiers were getting closer and closer. The muskets on the shore fired indiscriminately, and small columns of water were set up around those armor soldiers, and there were constantly armor soldiers with red colors, struggling to disappear into the water, and the river was soon stained red with blood.

The rest of the Houjin defeated soldiers fluttered to the middle of the river, and some of them swam downstream in the icy river, and most of the armor soldiers did not have time to take off their cotton jackets, and after dipping into the water, they stuck to their bodies, and soon sank into the water.

Brother Guan and a group of comrades from the unknown flag team ran along the river bank and fought, the usual devil training played a role, he almost relied on subconscious movements to load, and he had fired three shots in a row, but due to the influence of smoke, he never knew what he had hit.

After Brother Guan reloaded again, he looked at the leading armor soldier who was floating in the water not far away. He put the butt of the rifle on his shoulder, aiming at three points and one line, Dengzhou used the tenon of the bayonet as the crosshair, after the flintlock pistol was covered with the bayonet, the clamp was still exposed, and the elder brother Guan looked at it for a moment, and the armored soldier was getting closer and closer, only about twenty paces.

Brother Guan pulled the trigger suddenly, the body of the gun shook, and there was a white smoke in front of him, when Brother Guan turned his head to look again, the armor soldier was still alive and well, and the bullets around him stirred up the water column, and he was still swimming hard in the water, and the strong feeling of survival made Brother Guan dumbfounded.

There were fewer and fewer armor soldiers in the river, and it soon turned into a blow to a single target, and those who could swim fluttered in the water all the way downstream. In the face of such a single target, the accuracy of the flintlock pistol with rough accuracy was miserable.

At this time, he heard a non-commissioned officer downstream organizing a volley of musketeers nearby, each time five people together, it was really much better than a single fight, several armored soldiers were hit in a row, and other places also began to restore order, and the soldiers automatically obeyed the command of nearby officers and non-commissioned officers, and ran downstream in batches, firing a volley at the Houjin soldiers in the middle of the river.

The last few Houjin soldiers in the river were hit, rolled a few times, and then floated on the water, or were carried to the shore by the gentle current.

The leading armoured soldier, who was the best swimmer, was finally hit in the salvo in which Brother Guan participated, and Brother Guan watched the armoured soldier swim down the bloody water, and was pushed to the shore by the current before turning the bend in the south. The armored soldier limped a few steps, and was caught up by two chasing Dengzhou soldiers, pressed to the ground and cut off his head with a big knife......

"Damn, the Tartars are so unbeaten?" Zhong Laosi rode to the bridgehead.

The instructor next to him couldn't help but talk: "Maybe I'm scared of being beaten in Lushun." ”

Zhong Laosi felt that it made sense in his heart, but he didn't agree with this trainer, this person usually has a big shelf and likes to talk a lot about everything, far less comfortable than Zhao Xuanlai. Zhong Laosi turned his eyes to look at the bridgehead, and this bottleneck also limited the speed of Dengzhou Town's pursuit.

The Houjin soldiers, who were divided in half by the river, quickly lost the will to fight in the face of the superior Dengzhou soldiers, and the array of men and horses on the west bank of the original yellow flag was quite neat, but everyone saw Abatai's escape, and everyone just wanted to flee for their lives. If it weren't for the friendly army of Abatai, these two or three hundred people would not have fought like this.

Seeing that those Houjin soldiers would rather jump into the river and drown than fight with the Dengzhou soldiers just now, Zhong Laosi only felt that the Houjin soldiers in front of him were a little unfamiliar, and he was very skeptical that they were really Houjin armor soldiers, whether they would be pretended to be clothed.

At this time, the formation of the first company was very chaotic, and there were those who crossed the river and those who assassinated the wounded soldiers in place. There are also those who chase along the river, the second company's battle line is the same as the first company, Zhong Laosi's intention is to let them act as reserves, but after the first company broke up, the river valley shouted to kill the sky. The flag teams of the second company automatically entered the battle, and they also completely lost their formation.

Zhong Laosi looked around, looking for the two company commanders, preparing to let them quickly form a team, just in this current mess, if Zhenglan Banner suddenly turned around and came back, Dengzhou Town would not be much better.

People have not yet found the moment. A group of soldiers at the bridgehead cheered loudly, "There is a solid mountain that is really dead!" ”

Zhong Laosi ran over to take a look, only to see a group of soldiers carrying an intact corpse, and the helmet had been removed. The armor on his body was shining silver, and the heart guard in the middle was golden, which was not something ordinary armor soldiers could afford.

Zhong Laosi jumped off his horse and separated the onlookers. went up and turned over the eyelids of the solid mountain, and sure enough, he died.

He looked up at the nearest flag captain and asked, "Clear?" Which flag is the solid mountain really? ”

Zhou Shao'er came out at this time, "I asked a few people who surrendered, and they came to admit it, and they all said that it was a yellow flag solid mountain Ezhen Darha." ”

Zhong Laosi looked up and down at the corpse, there was not even a scar, he shook his head and said: "It won't be trampled to death, why don't you even have a knife edge on the door, you said that the last time we grabbed the solid mountain with the white flag, it was called a kak duli, how many people died." ”

Zhou Shao'er couldn't figure it out, this solid mountain was really dead in vain, and he didn't know how to put it on the bridge.

"Cut off this Darha's head and then say, you all give Lao Tzu the whole team." Zhong Laosi jumped on his horse, ran across the east bank, and ran until he reached the intersection of Guangchang.

Abatai's gang fled in wolves, the road was littered with corpses, some carts had been overturned on the ground to stop the pursuers of Dengzhou, and there were large groups of people on both sides of the mountain road, many of whom were wailing around the corpses on the ground.

The company commander of the third company ran over and said: "Deputy battalion officer, it's Abatai with a yellow flag running over there, he is back to Guangchang, or let's go directly to Lingqiu and take care of this Jiannu." ”

"Bao your mother, you ran to the flat land of Lingqiu, do you think that the Tartars can be so easy to deal with, how many of us are there." Zhong Laosile turned his horse's head and said to the commander of the third company: "Don't cut your head, the second platoon of the third company pursues Abatai Wuli to ensure that they are dispersed, and then come back to chase the brigade, and the others will follow Lao Tzu to catch Mang Gurtai." ”……

"Seems to be moving?" Mang Gurtai turned his head to stare at Gushan Ezhen Tobohui.

He only had more than 700 armor soldiers here, but he escorted more than 4,000 people, and the queue was much longer than Abatai's, and most of them were young and strong, and the old and weak were cleared early in the morning.

Gushan Ezhen tilted his head and listened, shook his head and said, "I didn't hear it, is it a little windy in this mountain nest." ”

Mang Gurtai came out of the roadside platform, and there were several corpses of the Ming army outside, and the stone tablet next to it was engraved with the words "Cizi No. 3 Platform".

There are many hollow enemy platforms at many intersections along the way, but there are not many people stationed there, and even fewer are willing to resist desperately.

The route chosen by Mang Gurtai is an area with relatively dense villages, and there are many people who have fled from Lingqiu to the mountains.

Mang Gurtai beckoned the guide and asked him, "Go forward, can you get to Lingqiu?" ”

The guide nodded and said: "Back to the master's words, you can go to Lingqiu, take the road of Langyakou, Wuwangkou, Cigou Ying, and Zhong'er Temple, and after the bamboo silk pass, you will probably go out of the mountain, and it is just this kind of fire road pier along the way, that is, it is ......."

Mang Gurtai's eyes swept coldly, and the guide hurriedly said: "It's this bamboo silk mouth, there is a thousand commanders guarding there, and there are still a lot of people, so I'm afraid of ......."

Mang Gurtai laughed, "There are a lot of people, that's just right, you can grab more coatings, hum, bamboo silk mouth." ”