Poof, the sword slashed through the flesh and blood, and it was broken in half, and the tartar was dead, and his eyes were still frightened, and his big eyes could not be closed.

Gu Zhenhua did not hesitate, waved the heavy sword in his hand, the momentum sank, and the neck of the war horse was cut off. The blood inside the cavity was like a fountain gushing out, and the knights above were all stupefied, and their heads were cut off before their eyes.

The heavy sword danced, like a wheel, mercilessly strangling the Tartars, and the thousands of cavalry sent by Dorgon were basically strangled cleanly, and the remaining Tartars seemed to have seen a terrible ghost, and they fled lifelessly, and they didn't even have the courage to turn back.

Gu Zhenhua was covered in blood, and he didn't know how many Tartars he had killed, and his whole body was a shocking dark red. Since becoming the overlord of one side, Gu Zhenhua has rarely rushed to the front line, but this time is completely different. In addition to the hussars, I am afraid that even a monkey rushed up to the Anguo army.

Gu Zhenhua took the old guards into the war, and from the beginning he met with Dolgon, both sides are elite, although the Tartars are not as good as the Anguo army, but there are more people to win, and both sides clearly know that this war is a matter of life and death, and no one wants to take a step back.

Gu Zhenhua!

These three words are almost Dolgon's nightmare, from an unknown junior to his biggest enemy to conquer the world, in just a few years, the invincible myth of the Eight Banners is shattered, the famous generals withered, and the Eight Banners are almost disabled.

All of them are thanks to this person, as long as Gu Zhenhua can be killed, the Qing Dynasty will have a future!

"Warriors, kill Gu Zhenhua, no matter who it is, reward the hereditary prince, Chong. Rush hard! ”

Dorgon made an unprecedented bet, and the Tartars finally rekindled their fighting spirit. The cavalry rallied again, howling. Rush towards the Angolan Army. This time the momentum was much louder than before, and the earth trembled.

"Lord Wang, there are too many tartars, you better retreat to a safe place for the time being!" Ma Wanchun said worriedly, he had just been promoted to the chief of the guard, and he was responsible for Gu Zhenhua's safety, so he couldn't help but worry.

Gu Zhenhua's eyes were blazing. Staring at the surging Tartars, he didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "The old guard only needs to fight." Unless there is a victory, the army will not be withdrawn, and this king will naturally advance and retreat with the soldiers! Everyone listened, and fought bravely to kill the enemy. It's all in one battle! ”

"Yes!"

The Old Guards shouted loudly.

The Tartar cavalry rushed furiously. The firecrackers were unusually calm against the enemy, the guns kept ringing out, and the Tartars were constantly killed. However, after all, there were too many enemies, and they still broke through the fire blockade and came close to the Angolan army.

At this time, the broadsword battalion rushed out without hesitation, first beat the Tartars on their backs with a handcuff, and then waved the Mo knife, and the manpower meat grinder was activated. Tartars are constantly strangled.

In the midst of the stalemate, Dorgon finally seized the fighter. The Angolan Army's guns have a longer range than his. The two sides suffered a great loss in firing, but now that the broadsword battalion was in the way, he hurriedly ordered his musketeers to rush forward.

There are a total of 3,000 Tartar Musketeers, the elite of Dolgon's meticulous training. They marched in order, approaching closer and closer, and came within a hundred paces. Tunqi, who was in charge of the command, suddenly gave an order, and the guns rang out, and both the Tartar cavalry and the broadsword battalion were all shrouded in it.

The Tartars turned on their backs, and the soldiers of the Broadsword Battalion were also killed, who would have thought that they would attack their own people, and the soldiers who had no time to guard against them were shot and fell to the ground.

"Lord Wang, these Tartars are really brutes, and they don't even let go of their own people!"

Gu Zhenhua frowned, and said, "Hurry up and pass the order, let the Broadsword Battalion retreat, and the firecrackers are ready to fight with them!" ”

Within 100 steps, lining up to shoot is completely a contest of wills.

The most cruel and effective tactics in the era of cold weapons, the guns kept ringing out, and the people on both sides were rapidly shrinking. Survival has completely turned into luck. Some people have changed their partners three times, and he is still unharmed, while others die without firing a single shot.

The old guards all crawled out of the mountain of corpses and blood, and everyone was like nails, firmly nailed to the ground. No matter how many means the Tartars had, they were not afraid. The companion was sacrificed, and he immediately replenished it and continued to fight.

Watching them like moths throwing fire, they rushed without hesitation. There is no opportunism, only life and death. Shouts of killing, gunfire rang out in a ball. Some veterans were heavy with bullets, but they gritted their teeth desperately and fired the last bullet, and they could only close their eyes when they watched the enemy die.

The battle lasted only a quarter of an hour, and almost all the veterans of the front rows of the Anguo Army died in combat positions.

Of course, the Tartars also paid a heavy price, but they were well manned, and there were cavalry to hold back from both flanks, and they had the upper hand. Dolgon watched his men move forward, his face flushed, and he clutched the hilt of his sword in his hand excitedly.

"Hahaha, Gu Zhenhua, my ability to train soldiers has been seen through by me, as long as you are defeated, it will be a dead end!"

The Tartars were still frantically impacting, and in a blink of an eye, they collided with the Anguo Army, and more brutal hand-to-hand combat began. Armed with bayonets, the Angolan army preemptively poked a row of Tartars.

But the Tartars were even more skilled, they drew their waist knives, and the two sides fought desperately, blood gushing, and people fell every second. Gradually, the tartar got closer and closer to Gu Zhenhua, and Ma Wanchun was covered with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Lord Wang, you are a golden body, you can't make a mistake!"

While he was talking, a stray bullet happened to pass through the guards beside Gu Zhenhua, and blood splattered on the faces of Gu Zhenhua and Ma Wanchun.

"Ahh Protect the prince! ”

"What do you shout, save the wounded brother first!" Gu Zhenhua said calmly.

Ma Wanchun almost cried urgently: "Lord Wang, just listen to me, hurry up and leave the dangerous place." ”

"Hahaha, what's the danger, look up, it's already dawn!"

When the soldiers heard this, they all looked up sharply, and sure enough, a red sun appeared from the sky. They fought so hard that they had forgotten the time, and when it was dawn, the balance of victory was about to tilt!

Tears flowed from the corners of Ma Wanchun's eyes in an instant, and he hurriedly looked around. There are no longer a few people who also shed tears, even Gu Zhenhua seems to be calm, but his eyes are a little red.

It was such a night. I don't know how many brothers have died, and they will never see the bright sunshine again. This account will be credited to the head of the Tartars!

"Brethren, brace yourself, endure the darkness, and victory is at hand!"

In fact, at this time, the counteroffensive of the Angolan army had already begun.

Tan Xingming commanded the artillery to fire frantically at the Tartars, and they were very shrewd in their target selection. did not directly go to the aid of Gu Zhenhua, but first locked on the Mongolian Tumut Department.

The Tumut tribe is also one of the largest tribes in Mongolia, and the famous Altan Khan was born in Tumut. It was only when the Ming and Qing dynasties intersected, and Tumut split into two divisions, with the Eastern Tumut first taking refuge in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the Western Tumut following Lin Dan Khan. In the end, it was also conquered. became a thug of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

The hussars were the first to attack the Situmut Division, and the leader of the troops was Bashan Taiji, whose father and brother had died at the hands of Huang Taiji, and who had a deep hatred for the Tartars. It's just that the Manchus are powerful, and they don't dare to rebel, so they can only obey their orders.

However, since entering the Guannai, the Tartars have suffered one defeat after another, especially now that they have been fighting fiercely for more than a day. Bashan already felt that the victory was fading away.

The artillery bombardment continued, and a large number of Mongol soldiers were killed. The whole formation was all out of order.

Yue Poyu took the opportunity to attack, and the hussars were dispatched, and the long cavalry spears were their best symbol. Some of the Mongol warriors rushed forward, trying to resist, but before they could reach the hussars, they were stabbed under their horses.

The hussars came in a surge, as if they were descended from the gods, and in the blink of an eye, a row of subordinates disappeared, and he was completely frightened.

Do you still listen to the Manchus!

Do you want to die with it?

"The great official of the Celestial Empire, we surrender, we are willing to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty!"

Ba Shan actually took the initiative to surrender, which made Yue Poyu scratch his head, these people are too bad.

"Are you really going to Daming?"

"Naturally, it's true, Lord Qiyu, the hearts of the people in the Mongolian tribes are not the same, only the Korqin tribe is single-minded and the Manchu Qing to the end, we are all forced to helpless. Seeing the divine power of the Celestial Empire, the villain is willing to surrender! ”

"Well, you'll be the vanguard!"

When Ba Shan heard this, he immediately thanked him again and again, beckoned his subordinates, wrapped hand towels around his arms one by one, and rushed in.

The army formation of hundreds of thousands of people, only 35,000 people under Ba Shan, seems to be inconspicuous, but they have become the last straw that crushes the camel.

Dolgon let the Mongols serve as cannon fodder, which had long caused the dissatisfaction of the Mongols, and they suffered heavy losses in successive fierce battles, and they did not want to fight one by one, and did not dare to fight.

Bashan surrendered and led the crowd to rush to the front, and when the Mongols heard this, they surrendered one after another, and even if they did not surrender, they knew that they would be defeated, and sneaked away.

The hot oil fell on the snow, and the huge army of the Tartars disintegrated the ice so quickly.

Yue Poyu and they almost never encountered an enemy along the way, and where they passed, most of the Mongols surrendered, and even occasionally ominous ones were scattered by their own people.

"Look, the prince is over there!" The soldiers shouted in surprise.

Following his gaze, Yue Poyu happened to see the old guards and the Tartars fighting, and there were dead people at the feet of both sides, and the blood almost flooded the surface of the feet.

Seeing this, Yue Poyu was also shocked, he was able to fight like this with the old guards, these Tartars are absolutely extraordinary.

"Listen, brethren, don't be careless, follow me!"

Yue Poyu rushed from the northeast, and thousands of Tartar cavalry also hurriedly rushed up to block it. However, they underestimated the power of the hussars, and each cavalry was equipped with a large number of handcuffs, which were even more terrifying than the broadsword battalion.

The gunshots rang out, and the Tartars were quickly killed, and just as they were in shock, rows of spears stabbed at them, and the tips of the spears pierced through the Tartars' body. In one shot, four or five hundred Tartars were killed, Yue Poyu broke through the barrier, and Dolgon's banner was in front of him.

"Hahaha, Dolgon, you're damned!"

At the forefront are the war horses that have been improved by the Arabian horses, and the tall knights and majestic horses are like heavenly soldiers. The Celestial River was opened, and the cavalry rushed towards Dolgon with a thunderous force. (To be continued......)