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The snow continued to fall, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the soldiers who stood straight were covered with snowflakes. The wind was blowing, and they couldn't keep their eyes open.

It is rare for such a large snow to fall in the Central Plains, perhaps because of the power of the Xiaoice period. This violent snowstorm brought great trouble to An**, and the firecrackers had to retreat into the battle formation, and the whole army could only engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Tartars.

Although heavy snow is also a trouble for the cavalry, Wu Sangui can't care about it so much. If he can't eliminate An ** this time, sooner or later, he will die in the hands of Gu Zhenhua, and it is precisely because of this consciousness that the big traitor has put on a desperate posture.

"Rush, forward, forward!"

The crazy iron cavalry rushed to the right flank of An **, and the soldiers braved the wind and snow, held spears, and aimed at the rushing Tartars!

"Raise your gun!"

The sentry commander roared desperately, and suddenly the spears were like a forest, and all the soldiers subconsciously raised their guns.

The Tartar's war horse stepped on the ground, and a strong vibration was transmitted to everyone, more and more violent, more and more real, a hundred steps, fifty steps, thirty steps......

The body trembled unconsciously, the soldiers' palms broke out in cold sweat, their muscles trembled unconsciously, and their legs and heads had the urge to turn back.

"Listen, no one is allowed to retreat, stand together, we are a pack of wolves, if we retreat, we are dogs, and we will be slaughtered!"

Strict military discipline restricts everyone and makes everyone fight against the fear in their hearts.

Boom!

The iron cavalry crashed into the spear array, and some of the soldiers in the front row were directly knocked out. He fell heavily to the ground, spurting blood from his mouth and spilling it on the snow. Extraordinarily glaring.

The Tartar cavalry was equally uncomfortable, and many of the cavalrymen who rushed ahead were pierced through their horses with spears, and their horses fell to the ground. The knight also dismounted.

These fallen cavalrymen were killed by An ** before they could get up.

With the help of the powerful impact of the war horse, the Tartar smashed into the phalanx like a hammer. They desperately swung their weapons in their palms and slashed wildly.

Not only did the wind and snow lose the effect of An**'s firearms, but the bow and arrow that the Tartars were proud of were also useless. The two sides can only fight hand-to-hand.

A Tartar slashed at the soldier's neck with a swing of his knife, who knew that the soldier had used his last strength to clasp the blade of the knife deadly, between lightning and flint. The other soldiers stabbed their spears in grief. The vest soldier fell to the ground.

The white-armored soldier who ran in front killed two soldiers in a row, and when he swung his mace at the third soldier, this soldier did not dodge, but with red eyes, he stabbed the neck of the opponent's horse with the spear in his hand.

Syllable!

The head was smashed by a mace, and the soldier fell limply to the ground. The horse's neck was also splashed with a bloody arrow, and his legs were weak. He fell to the ground, and the white-armored soldier on top rolled down.

Immediately, three or five soldiers pounced on them together. With a wave of the waist knife in his hand, he chopped him into a pulp.

Fight for your life!

The most helpless and effective method, a soldier who has been trained for a few months, in exchange for an elite who has been fighting on the battlefield for a few years or more than ten years, is cost-effective no matter how you look at it.

Of course, Wu Sangui is also clear, but he doesn't care about a qiē anymore, the big traitor has only one thought, that is, to defeat An **, no matter how much it costs, he will win.

"Kill!"

Wu Sangui personally led the men and horses to rush in, he waved the seven-star sword in his hand, wanton killing, and soldiers continued to fall under his horse.

Chen Yi also noticed the big traitor, and he hurriedly rushed up with his relatives and blocked Wu Sangui.

"Dog traitor, your time of death has come!"

"Rats, I don't know who died!"

Wu Sangui slashed at Chen Yi with a sword, and Chen Yi hurriedly waved the short axe in his hand to parry. Both of them were full of strength, and their weapons collided together, as if they were striking iron.

Chen Yi waved his axe and beckoned to the fatal place of the big traitor, not caring about his life or death at all.

Wu Sangui has so much experience on the battlefield, and he is not worried about facing such a fierce general.

The axe in Chen Yi's left hand slashed towards Wu Sangui's neck, and after Wu Sangui flashed, he waved his hand and slashed at Chen Yi's wrist. Chen Yi hurriedly withdrew the axe.

How do you know that this is a false move by Wu Sangui, saying that it is too late and that is fast, the moment Chen Yi collects the recruitment, there is a gap in the brain, and the sword of the big traitor is chopped down.

Chen Yi was so frightened that he hurriedly used the axe in his right hand to block, but it was too late, and in the hurry, how could his strength compare to Wu Sangui.

The big traitor knocked the axe off all of a sudden, and the sword was unabated, and it happened to slash at Chen Yi's shoulder, and suddenly one of his arms was chopped off by the big traitor, and the blood was dripping, Chen Yi screamed in pain, and fell under the horse.

"Die!"

The big traitor slashed down on Chen Yi's head, and Chen Yi also knew that he would definitely die, but death could not let Wu Sangui take advantage!

He concentrated all his strength on his left arm and threw the axe with all his might.

Burst!

Chen Yi was split in half by a sword.

Yes!

Wu Sangui screamed in pain, and his shoulder was cut out of a hole more than three inches long by an axe, and immediately blood was dripping, and the pain made the big traitor frown.

"Lord Wang, are you okay?"

"It's fine!" Wu Sangui gritted his teeth and said, "Give this king Chong, kill all these Ming dogs!" ”

Chen Yi died in battle, and the people on the right flank were gone, and they suddenly fell into the dilemma of fighting for themselves, and the soldiers suffered more and more casualties, and gradually the Tartars broke through the battle formation and rushed towards the Chinese army.

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the Tartars were like a heart booster, and the offensive was like a tide.

Wu Kaijie, who was accompanying Gu Zhenhua in the Chinese army, was simply restless, and he said anxiously: "Grandpa Guo, the weather is too bad, let's find a way to retreat into Miyang, and choose the opportunity to fight again." ”

"No retreat!" Gu Zhenhua said categorically.

"Then, then you should always go to the rear army to avoid it first, the Tartar attack is too fierce!"

"Don't go!" Gu Zhenhua's voice barely heard any emotion, like steel: "Pass my orders." The Yanhuang battle flag was raised, and three regiments of fire were lit in the Chinese army, and the whole army was up and down. Hold on to your position, shed your last drop of blood, and don't take a step back! ”

The so-called Yanhuang battle flag, half of which is red and half yellow, represents the two emperors of Yan and Huang, and also represents the land that defends me with my blood. In the middle of the banner are crossed scythes and long swords, symbolizing the establishment of the country through ploughing and warfare.

This banner was originally intended to worship the south. Designed for the soldiers of death. However, all the generals felt that this banner had a good meaning, so they kept it and became the most noble battle flag of An**.

Once this banner is played, there are the heroic spirits of the ancestors of the past generations. There are thousands of miles of territory below. The soldiers can only fight to the death, with blood, and sacrifice Xuanyuan!

As for the three flames, they are taken from the Book of Changes, born between heaven and earth, born and raised, standing on the heavens and the earth, and worthy of the heavens. It is worthy of the thick soil!

There is no doubt that Gu Zhenhua is ready to fight to the death!

Don't share a win or loss with Wu Sangui. He would never stop, at this time, Gu Zhenhua had already gotten off the Yuan Rong car, personally got on the war horse, held the heavy sword tightly in his hand, and was ready to go into battle in person.

On the battlefield, there were flames everywhere, and soldiers carrying the yellow battle flag swept in front of everyone.

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

……

The shouts rose higher and higher, and they actually pressed the wind and snow over.

The tired bodies of the soldiers swelled with strength. From the first day of entering the barracks, everyone knew a truth, if the Tartars were allowed to steal the Central Plains, they would not have the face to face their ancestors, let alone the face to meet their descendants.

Die!

Only to die in battle!

to straighten your chest!

In the face of the surging Tartars, a soldier slammed into the ranks of the Tartars, and the Qing army swords and axes were all down, and the blood on the soldier's body was gushing, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood foam.

At the moment of death, he actually showed a relieved smile, just under his ribs, he was holding two grenades, and the last bit of spark was also in the iron pellet.

"No!"

The Tartar screamed bitterly, frantically trying to get a sequel, but it was too late.

Rumble! Rumble!

The violent explosion and the shrapnel that burst out of the Tartar exploded in all parts, and more than a dozen people fell off their horses. Some blew up their heads, some blew up their chests. There were also lucky ones who didn't die, but after they fell to the ground, their faces were full of fear except for the painful struggle.

Lunatic! Utter lunatic!

They don't care about their own lives, what are these people thinking?

A group of robbers who don't know shame, a group of traitors who have forgotten their ancestors, they will never know that there is something more important than life in this world!

One soldier is like this, more and more soldiers are like this, one life, in exchange for a few Tartar cavalry, it is definitely worth it.

Boom Boom! The sound of explosions was incessant, and the Tartars, who were charging frantically, encountered a large group of soldiers who were desperate and rushed towards them.

This kind of fighting style that ends up together deeply shocked the soul of the Tartars, and when these guys saw An **'s soldiers, they even had an urge to retreat, how could the battle go on.

Knock, knock......

The war drums sounded, one big drum, two big drums, and dozens of war drums rumbled.

The sound of the drums shook the earth, the gold and stone shattered, the wind and clouds changed color, crushed the heavy snow, beat the cold wind, and spread far and wide.

At the head of the city of Miyang, the Red Lady and 6 Mingyue heard it clearly.

The red lady held the buttress tightly with both hands, her hands were covered with snowflakes, cold as ice, as if she didn't know.

"The drums have been playing for an hour, right?"

6 Mingyue nodded mightily: "Sister Hong, don't worry, the Tartars can't even win against us, let alone Guogong, the victory must be ours, I am convinced!" ”

In the sound of drums, the soldiers rushed towards the Tartars with neat steps, and Xie Bin personally led a regiment of pikemen and sword and shield soldiers to rush towards the Tartars.

On the battlefield, there are remnants of the battle to the death, the soldiers clung to the enemy, and both sides died together, frozen into sculptures by the wind and snow.

"Rest in peace, brethren! We're here to avenge you! ”

Xie Bin waved the war knife in his hand and shouted: "Kill the slave!" ”

Rulin's spear stabbed out, and one after another Tartar was pierced through the body, and he died in this snowy night. (To be continued......)