The first warrior of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, his head touched the ground, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. The military medical officer who had just arrived hurriedly came over to check, and after reading it, he shook his head helplessly.

"My lord, the man is dead, but judging from his face and eyes, yes, he was scared to death!"

"Really?" Du Qing gasped and asked in horror, he had fought with Ao Bai, and he knew how murderous this guy was, how could he be scared to death?

The military medical officer still had his hands on his hands and said with a wry smile: "My lord, the little one doesn't dare to tell a lie, I think it's the Shaobao Lord who is shocking and scared the Tartar to death." ”

Zhang Ke laughed and said, "Don't be a sycophant, go down, and treat the injured brother well!" ”

After sending away the military doctor, Zhang Ke stared at Aobai's corpse and smiled contemptuously: "You won't be the first Jiannu to be scared to death, sooner or later the old slave will also take this road!" ”

"My lord, what are you going to do with this guy?" Du Qing asked.

"Chop off his head and put it on the flagpole so that Huang Taiji can take a good look at it."

Du Qing received the order, hurriedly waved his knife, cut off Aobai's head, and grabbed it in his hand. As soon as Ao Bai died, the other Jiannu lost their backbone and completely lost their fighting spirit, and fled one after another.

But there were already Ming troops all around, where else could they flee to.

The sound of firearms continued, and there were fewer and fewer tartars standing, and the corpses on the ground were already piled up. The morale of the Ming army was greatly boosted, and the guards attacked hard, and killed dozens of Tartars. At the same time, they cut the Jiannu into countless small pieces, and they were unable to support each other.

As a result, he was rushed up by the firecrackers. A random shot and all of them were killed.

In the end, there were only a dozen Tartars left, surrounding a Niu Lu Zhangjing. Retreat to the reef by the sea and resist stubbornly.

"Ming dog, Nikan, you must not die well!"

Facing the approaching Ming army on all sides, the Tartar scolded and rushed out like crazy, waving the waist knife in his hand constantly.

"Look for death!"

"Shoot."

The Musketeer ruthlessly raised his weapon. With a burst of gunshots, Zhang Jing's body was shot through by bullets. It became a hornet's nest, drenched in blood and fell to the ground weakly.

The same is true of the other Tartars, whose detachment led by Ao Bai has been wiped out.

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The battle is far from over. Huang Taiji commanded the main force of Jiannu and was still desperately attacking the Ming army's defense line.

The tall and sturdy shield chariots covered the Tartars, and little by little they approached the Ming army. After so many battles, the Tartars have grown a lot, and they will tie sandbags under the shield carts to prevent bullets from coming in from under the wheels. And in order to adapt to ice combat, some Tartars specially carried wooden barrels, which were filled with water.

The water is stirred in the cold weather, as long as it is constantly stirred. It doesn't condense, and every time they encounter a pothole, they splash water on it. It doesn't take more than a quarter of an hour. The ice surface will become mirror-smooth, and the shield cart will be able to move forward quickly.

Finally the two sides got closer and closer, and the distance was less than sixty paces. The Han army, hiding behind the shield cart, hurriedly rushed out, and under the reprimand of the Tartars, they lined up in a dense formation of * rows, and fired at the ice wall of the Ming army with impunity. Ice chips flying. The Ming army in the back couldn't raise their heads at all.

Tang Runsheng was originally Ning Yuanwei's military remnant, according to the system of the Ming Dynasty. Only after the death of his brother can he be replaced as a lowly military household, and before that, he was not even as good as a military household.

Seeing that she was twenty years old, her two daughters-in-law could not be found, and the old lady ran to more than a dozen villages, and finally found a girl, but the other party had a leg that was born with a disability.

After Tang Runsheng heard about it, he hugged his mother and cried for a long time, but what can he do, the other party is a woman, and he doesn't want a bride price.

Accept your fate, how many military remnants fight for a lifetime!

Tang Runsheng was stubborn by nature, knowing that it was useless to reason with his mother, that night, he secretly took the snacks that his mother was going to give to the girl's family as rations, inquired all the way, stumbled, and ran to Jinzhou.

Coincidentally, the Yizhou soldiers recruited personnel, Tang Runsheng knew kung fu since he was a child, and he was also clever, and he was successfully selected.

He didn't know what it meant to join the Uiju Army, but after three months of training, he was given a priority certificate.

It turned out that Zhang Ke got the land from the hands of large households, and ordinary people each had 30 acres of land, and families who joined the army could get 20 acres more. The six members of the Tang family can get 200 acres of land at once.

When Tang Runsheng returned home again, his chest was held high, and his mother was holding a wooden stick high, wanting to break the unfilial son's legs, but after seeing the field grant, the old lady cried bitterly.

During the ten days of resting at home, there were three waves of matchmakers who came to the door to introduce Tang Runsheng to his daughter-in-law, and of course there was no lame girl......

After more than a year, he climbed from hell to heaven, and Tang Runsheng recognized a truth, you can't forget your roots! A qiē is given by Lord Shaobao, and only by desperately serving allegiance can he be worthy of the cultivation of adults!

Tang Runsheng and his brothers were at the forefront of dealing with the Tartars, enduring the attacks of the two Tartars, the number of the two Tartars was too large, and the attacks were so dense that they couldn't raise their heads at all. If it goes on like this, the Tartar will surely be able to rush in front of him easily.

"Brothers, let's take off our helmets and put them on the other side of the ice wall!"

The other brothers, out of trust, took immediate action. A short time later, a row of helmets appeared at the left end of the ice wall.

The two Tartars who were attacking were happy to see the hunt, they could only see a row of heads through the smoke of gunpowder, and the four Baylors had promised that every time they killed a Ming army, they would be able to grant land, and even be carried a flag and become a human being.

The gang was all desperate, gunfire continued, and several helmets were quickly shot into the sky.

Tang Runsheng hid in the ice wall, listening to the crackling gunshots, secretly rejoicing, the Tartar had finally been fooled.

"Brothers, give the Tartars a little bit of power!"

Several people stood up together, grabbed the black iron ball in their hands, and threw it towards Jiannu. They shot suddenly, Jiannu didn't have time to react, and the iron ball fell into the middle of the crowd.

The explosions came one after another, and the two tartars were affected one after another, and they fell to the ground, convulsing in pain. The living were so frightened that they ran around, and the neatly arranged line was suddenly chaotic.

"Here's your chance!"

Tang Runsheng and the others held fire guns and shot desperately, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen of the two Tartars who were killed. At the same time, behind another ice wall, the gunfire became more violent, and the two Tartars were beaten to the point of wolf crying and howling, and they fled towards the shield cart, praying for shelter.

But where did those real Jiannu treat them as human beings, the overseer team with the axe was not polite to the two tartars who ran over, and the knife and axe were added, and in the blink of an eye, a piece was cut down.

"Chong, you lowly Nikan, rush, kill it, don't go back!"

Jiannu's ruthless scolding was like thunder in the ears of the two Tartars. Although they shaved their hair and put on ugly clothes, in Jiannu's eyes, they will always be "Nikan", all lowly Han people!

But in the eyes of the real Han people, what are they?

The two Tartars were like a group of beasts, driven and rushed towards the Ming army, and then were broken to pieces by the guns and bullets of the Ming army, and the casualties became more and more heavy, and something strange was fermenting......

Apparently the Tartars do not have this awareness, and they are anxious about the lack of progress.

Two shield carts broke through all odds and reached the front of the ice wall of the Ming army. The Tartars in the back were overjoyed and rushed out one after another, constantly drawing their bows and shooting arrows.

The Ming army behind the ice wall resisted to the death, and bows and arrows kept falling on them, but as long as they were still alive, they kept shooting, and the bullets also killed Jiannu.

Finally the last Ming army slowly fell, the Tartars took the ice wall, they rushed in, and the corpses of a dozen Ming soldiers were piled together. One of them was still alive, and he looked at the tartar with contempt.

"Master remembers you, wait for the next life, Lao Tzu will kill you again!"

"Damn!"

Jiannu was completely enraged, they really didn't understand that it was the same Ming army, some of them were obedient, like sheep, and some were so hard!

"Kill, kill him!"

Annoyed and angry, the Tartars rushed up, raised their swords together, and cut down at the Ming soldiers, they wanted to completely destroy the courage of the Ming army, what they needed was sheep, not tigers!

A group of ugly beasts vented their fear by insulting the corpse, and at this moment a tall flagpole was erected on the Ming army's position, and at the top of the flagpole, a hideous human head was tethered, with protruding eyes, bared teeth, and covered in blood.

"Dog Tartar, open your eyes and see, Ao Bai is dead!"

"Your sneak attack failed!"

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"Who's that?" Huang Taiji's voice changed, and he snatched the clairvoyance from the minion's hand, and through the lenses, Aobai's miserable face was in front of him.

Huang Taiji looked at it for a long time, then suddenly screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his lips, and his body stood straight and fell off the horse. (To be continued)