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Gu Zhenhua leaned on the marching bed in the study, he didn't close his eyes for a few days, he wanted to rest, but he couldn't sleep. The cavalry has been sent out, and victory or defeat is here.

With all his hard work and the hopes of hundreds of millions of people, all of them were bet on such an attack operation, and as the commander of the three armies, Gu Zhenhua's pressure can be imagined.

Just when his mind was in turmoil, the door opened gently, and Mei Junruo took two personal soldiers and brought a brazier, burning red charcoal, releasing warmth. In Mei Junruo's hand, she was also carrying a food box. Gently opened, there are two bowls of porridge, as well as a few side dishes.

"Zhenhua, come and drink a bowl of porridge with me."

The more delicate the beauty's mind is, the more she is sending something, but she is talking the other way, which makes people feel extra comfortable.

Gu Zhenhua jumped up from the bed, took the porridge bowl with a smile, drank it in a big sip, a third of it was gone, and picked up some pickles, sour, spicy and spicy, very refreshing, Gu Zhenhua hadn't eaten so comfortably for a long time.

The wind swept away, and a bowl of porridge was drunk, Gu Zhenhua suddenly grabbed Mei Junruo's hand, and said with a smile: "Junruo, the cannon rumbling on this front line every day is earth-shattering, not eating well, not sleeping well, and even worse for children." I want to send you to Kaifeng, you're over there waiting for news of victory! ”

When Mei Junruo heard this, she suddenly trembled, and the spoon in her hand fell on the table. Raising his head suddenly, a clear and sharp gaze stared at Gu Zhenhua's eyes.

His eyes were scorching, and Gu Zhenhua was a little unnatural.

"Zhenhua, do you think I'm a burden?"

"Of course not!"

"Then you think I'm going to abandon my husband. Running away alone? ”

"This ...... The front line is too dangerous, safety is paramount, you ......"

"Say no more!" Mei Junruo was extraordinarily calm. She stood up gently, hugged Gu Zhenhua's neck, and stared at Gu Zhenhua.

The beauty's chest rose and fell, and she let out a long breath: "Zhenhua, if you let me go, it means that you are worried." This is not the Gu Zhenhua in my mind! You are a big hero, a big hero. The king of heaven will be on your side, what can a few Tartars and traitors do to you? In my mind, you are the safest place to be. It doesn't get much more reassuring than that!

Listening to the words of the beautiful woman, Gu Zhenhua seemed to know this girl again. His big hand also wrapped around the waist of the beautiful woman.

"Junruo, I just know that it is not me who believes in Gu Zhenhua the most in this world. It's you! Rest assured. Your husband has 10,000 degrees of confidence and will definitely be the winner in the end. Tonight I'm going to teach the Tartars the worst lesson! ”

While Gu Zhenhua was anxiously waiting, Yue Poyu had already quietly left Ji County with his men and horses, detoured to the southwest, and quietly groped towards the camp of the Qing army.

They were all in pitch black, their horses were chewed, their legs were all wrapped in cloth, and they walked without making a sound. Follow the direction of the main road. Hurry up.

As they were advancing, a horse suddenly approached them.

"Head Yue. MeSign. ”

Yue Poyu hurriedly took it, lit a small torch, and carefully identified it. I saw that it was written crookedly: Yi people in Xiying, to!

Seeing this information, Yue Poyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart: Grandpa Guo is really hand-eyed, and there are even spies within the Tartar Army.

In the past, how many battles were fought by the Tartars who planted spies in the Ming army, and now they have fallen over, this feeling is really wonderful.

"Everyone listen, keep up, although it is not the first time that our cavalry has fought, but it is the most important one, a man's husband, and his achievements are in this dynasty!"

"Understood!"

In order to avoid the Qing army's probe horses, they went around in a huge circle, and it was not until midnight that they finally arrived at Xiaoliuzhuang, which was the westernmost part of the Qing army's camp.

Standing on the mound and looking out, I saw that it was black and oppressive, and I couldn't see the end at a glance, all of them were Tartar barracks, and occasionally I could hear the neighing of horses.

Yue Poyu carefully identified the direction, gritted his teeth, and he pulled out the saber suddenly.

"Rush!"

"Rush!"

"Rush!"

……

One person impacted, thousands of people followed, the momentum shook the sky, like a broken embankment!

Poland's hussars are known as Pingduzhenlu, and they were once famous in Europe. Referring to the standard of hussars, An**'s cavalry is also a trump card force in Gu Zhenhua's hands.

They were well equipped with fine cotton armor, wrapped in fine iron sheets, and embedded with copper nails on the outside, which was both insulating and strong, not only to defend against swords and guns, but also to resist bows and arrows.

The long carbine can ensure that they can destroy their opponents first, and the combination of handcuffs and sabers has an invincible power in close combat.

Although they don't have cannons yet, they have equipment such as Divine Fire Crows and grenades, which give them a certain range of attack capabilities.

After the tempering of the previous battles, the cavalry has become more mature and confident.

This time, the execution of such a heavy attack mission made everyone's blood boil. War horses gallop, cavalry jumping, they are the kings of the ground! A symbol of victory!

Unlike the chaos of the Tartar cavalry, An**'s cavalry always emphasized the importance of discipline, and gradually as they ran, the cavalry formed a neat queue one by one.

No one rushed out of the team because their martial arts skills were better, and they all knew that only by clenching into a fist was the most powerful.

The neat cavalry crossed the trenches one after another, and everyone jumped off the antlers with their rifles. The large battalion of the Tartars was exposed in front.

It was only then that sporadic cavalry rushed out of the Tartar camp, either without armor or with no weapons. rushed out in a hurry, and saw countless cavalry, in the dark night, I couldn't tell how many there were, only that they were like a tide, surging in, unmatched!

Die!

The cavalrymen lightly clutched their spears and rushed to the front of the Tartars, the sharp tips of their spears piercing through the bodies of the opponents, and the steel piercing into the flesh. Immediately it was skewered with sugar gourds.

More than a dozen white-armored soldiers in charge of the night patrol happened to be on this side, and they hurriedly rushed in. These white armors are also the kings of the battlefield, and they used to be more than ten times stronger. Even dozens of times the Ming army charged, and lightly defeated those soft-footed shrimp.

In this world, there is no army that dares to compete with the unparalleled Eight Banners of Cavalry and Archery!

machetes, axes, iron rods, maces...... Eighteen weapons were clutched in their hands, and their mouths were shouting. Rush in front of the cavalry.

But waiting for them was a whole row of mounted spears, dozens of long spears, as neat as a forest. Each knight was behind his armor, unable to see any expression, running and charging together. Almost at the same time. Raise the riding gun in your hand.

"Die!"

The chest of the white armor that rushed to the front was pierced by four or five spears in an instant, and blood gushed out, and the knights worked together to take this guy off the warhorse, and the twisted and broken body fell to the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he died.

When the other Tartars saw this, they immediately felt cold and felt bad.

A tartar with a great axe. Desperately wielding the axe, he cut off a stabbing barrel. But then two more spears, one stabbed him in the throat and the other in the soft underbelly, and blood gushed out, and the fierce fellow died.

Just one charge, more than a dozen white-armored soldiers fell to the ground and became corpses, while An ** was not injured, this huge drop completely burned the enthusiasm of the cavalry.

The few remaining white armor still tried to escape, but some soldiers had already pulled out their firearms, white smoke rose, and one by one they fell under their horses.

Breaking through the camp gate, the cavalry was like a flock of tigers, killing into the flock of sheep and rushing to kill with impunity. In the barracks, the Tartar, who had just woken up from his sleep, rushed out and was slashed to death head-on.

"Ignition!"

Yue Poyu decisively gave the order, and immediately the soldiers threw the prepared sulfur smoke into the barracks, and the cowhide tent was instantly ignited.

The flying fire snakes burned one tent after another, and the Tartars who had no time to react were burned to death in the barracks. Yue Poyu led the cavalry and continued to rush forward, slashing and slashing wantonly, and all the tartars who stood in the way turned into cold corpses.

The Qing army camp was finally in chaos, and countless Tartars scattered and fled, Qi Bu was the leader of the Tartars, and his father was one of the generals who followed the old slave.

Since he was a child, Qi Bu knew that the valuable furnishings in their home, the beautiful maids, and the slaves like livestock, were all stolen from the Han Chinese. The arrogant Eight Banners don't need to produce anything at all, they are warriors, and whatever they want, they grab it from the Han people!

After so many years, they are no longer satisfied with grabbing something, but want to rob the Han people!

In Qi Bu's eyes, the Han people were only worthy of being slaves, not warriors at all. But suddenly the barracks were in chaos, and the Han people rushed to the camp and wantonly killed the Eight Banners, which was a huge insult!

"Kill, follow me, kill the Bright Dog!"

"Kill the Bright Dog!"

Qi Bu led his subordinates and rushed up against An**. One is the Manchu Tartars who rode and shot the country, and the other is the well-armed and well-trained An **, and the two sides are about to start a brutal fight.

Who is the strongest cavalry!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The two sides slammed into each other, the proud martial arts of the Tartars did not play a role, in the face of An **'s spear, they fell down in a large row in an instant, and the ones who rushed to the front were all killed!

Seeing that the soldiers in a row were wiped out like this, the Tartars were as if they had been struck by lightning!

While they were stunned, the cavalry abandoned their spears and drew their handcuffs.

There was a bang, a chaotic sound, and dozens more Tartars were killed.

Qi Bu only felt a pain in his shoulder, it turned out that a lead bullet was grazing his shoulder, taking away a piece of flesh weighing more than one or two, and blood flowed out at once, making him grin in pain.

"Tartar, it's time to die!"

Yue Poyu took the lead in brandishing the saber and rushed to the tartars, the steel knife was waved, and one after another the tartars were cut to the ground, and the eight banners that were brave in the past turned out to be lambs to be slaughtered, and they had no power to fight back! (To be continued......)