How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son.

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son.

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son.

Life is not life, death is willing to die together!

More than 200 remnants of Songshan relied on each other and resisted stubbornly.

Shi Dayong is like a bent boat in the ocean, giving the soldiers a goal, although the waves are big, the boat is still there. When the ship is there, the people are there!

The main general is brave, and the three armies are united in the same spirit!

The Lord will not be afraid of death, and the three armies will not be afraid of death!

Although the Eight Banners were strong, they could not annihilate the fearless Songshan Army in one fell swoop for a moment, and the two sides fell into a stalemate and melee.

………

It's not the first time that Tu Lai has been in pain, that bastard of Dekeqin didn't break up the Ming army's horse team in one go, but instead lost most of the men and horses, if it wasn't for the red flag and a team to rescue in time, the sixteen Manchurian warriors given to him by the Khan would have been all over.

If the flagmen are dead, it doesn't matter, it's just a big deal to go back and smoke again. But those sixteen white-armored soldiers were given by the Khan, what a glory this is, how can it be folded in the hands of these Ming people.

These Ming barbarians are really difficult to deal with, I thought they were a group of soft bones, but I didn't want to. However, victory was already beckoning to the Manchurian warriors, and it was impossible to give up at this time.

Tu Yi didn't pay attention to the Liaodong soldiers in Dalinghe City at all, he didn't believe that those Liaodong soldiers who had been frightened would kill out of the city at this time.

"Kill me, kill me!"

The heavy losses made Tu Lai more and more want to capture the commander of the Ming army, and then divide his five horses.

Gulbush also knew that the victory of the Dao was decided, and as long as he gritted his teeth and rushed again, the Ming army would definitely be defeated. Therefore, he did not hesitate to order his clansmen to launch the last blow and completely tear apart this Ming army.

………

The Tartar cavalry had already rushed to his eyes, and Shi Dayong could even hear the nonsense of those Tartar cavalrymen.

Although the front line has been disorganized, and now it is a passive defense without any rules, completely relying on the instinct of survival and the bloodiness of the last to strengthen itself, but whether it is Shi Dayong, Huang An, Shao Wu or those generals and soldiers, there is still no one to retreat, they rely on one by one firmly together, using the only thirty long logs left at the back of the last to aim at the Tartar cavalry that rushed up.

The Ming army food team encountered today is really wrong, but to the point where it has reached this point, it is no longer allowed to think about it, Tu Lai gritted his teeth and led the vest soldiers to launch the most rearly attack.

Shi Dayong is also waiting for the last blow of the Tartar, he is ready to die, and now it depends on how he dies.

Ma Zhong, who was holding half of his face with one hand and only one eye left, held the long knife tightly with the other hand, and his throat made a howl like a wolf's howl:

"But there are dead soldiers, and there are no soldiers! Up and down the pine mountain, live and die together! On Huangquan Road, talk about wine! ”

"But there are dead soldiers, and there are no soldiers! Up and down the pine mountain, live and die together! On Huangquan Road, talk about wine! Ma Zhong's voice was choked, his right ear had already been peeled off along with his face, but the other ear clearly heard the shouts of the guard, his hoarse mouth muttered to himself, and in his left eye, blood and tears mixed down.

……

"Heh... Call! ”

Rushing up, the Manchurian cavalry with red and yellow flags once again launched their most ferocious attack.

The Manchurian soldiers who rushed to the front had terrible red eyes, and the yellow teeth in their mouths were so disgusting.

The illumination of the strong light makes the swords and swords on the battlefield unbearable.

Looking at the pointed trees that had been stained red with blood, the war horse hesitated and timid. The knight on the horse was sensitive to the appearance of the mount, either with his legs jerked or with the sharp points of his pointed boots piercing the mount.

The pain caused the horse to ignore the sharpened logs in front of him, and slammed into the front in a frenzy.

"Poof, poof!"

The horses that rushed up were instantly pierced by the wooden tips, and the poor horses hung on them and kept neighing and struggling. The Tartar cavalry on horseback, whether it was Manchurian or Mongol, all felt that death was beckoning to them without exception.

The lucky one fell off the horse and was not pierced on the spot, and the unlucky one was impaled by Nagagi and the horse on the spot, hanging in the air like a strip of meat.

But luck was short-lived, and before they could make a miserable cry to the ground, their backs were heavy, and the feeling of suffocation suddenly made them speechless.

The signs of life fade in the shortest possible time.

After dozens of casualties, the organized resistance of the Matsuyama Army was also over.

………

Shi Dayong was directly knocked back by a rushing war horse, at that moment, his arms had a feeling of being shaken, and his body was also very heavy, the whole person could no longer stand unsteadily, staggered backwards, and the long knife in his hand also fell to the ground. If it weren't for Guo Yi, I'm afraid he would have fallen to the ground on his back.

The Matsuyama army, which had lost the cover of the long wood, was like a mother-in-law stripped of her clothes, at the mercy of the Tartar cavalry.

The Tartar cavalry used the swords in their hands to keep roaring and slashing at the Songshan army, and some who were unwilling to bother directly relied on the strong momentum of the war horses to knock away one Ming army after another who tried to resist one after another.

Cheers came from the mouths of the Tartar cavalrymen, as if they had seen gold, silver and jewelry, and the eyes of the Ming soldiers were full of flames.

The remnants of the Songshan Army, who had no cover, faced the Tartar cavalry surging from all directions, and they instinctively subconsciously retreated, but there were Tartar cavalry in front of them and behind them, and they had no way to retreat.

The Matsuyama army, which only had long knives, had almost no ability to fight back in the face of these high-flying Tartar cavalry.

They have exhausted their strength, and they have no regrets in their deaths.

The battle continues, the last resistance, the resistance unwilling to be slaughtered.

The fallen soldier was thinking about his parents, wives and children in the far south, and they were relatives.

"Dad, mother! The child is dying, and I will never see you again! Daddy, mother! ”

"Lady, I am loyal to my husband and country, one day, take our children to this Daling River to pick up my bones"

There is no nation, no righteousness, no national thoughts, only strong family affection. After a person dies, the most obscure image is the person who is most concerned.

………….

In the chaos, Shi Dayong touched a broken long log, and immediately raised it in his hand to block a Tartar cavalry rushing towards him, while Ma Zhong, who was like a half-dead, also slashed the big knife in his hand.

"Ahh With a scream, the Tartar cavalry fell to the ground, his left leg cut in half.

In the future, he had time to catch his breath, and several horses rushed away bravely. The Tartar cavalry had already seen that he was the commander of the Ming army.

Guo Yi was in a hurry, so he wanted to rush forward to block the knife for Shi Dayong, but before anyone else moved, he was hit hard in the back, and a mouthful of blood spit out, and he fell forward like a kite with a broken string.

Ma Zhong was also unable to move again, Shi Dayong could not avoid it, he closed his eyes and was about to die, he felt that his body was pushed heavily, and someone shouted: "Be careful!" ”

Before he could come back to his senses, his face was hot, and when he looked up, he saw that the head of a pro-soldier had flown off his body.

"Huang San!"

Shi Dayong screamed miserably, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Who said men don't shed tears!

The Tartar cavalry who killed the pro-soldier missed a blow, and seeing that Shi Dayong and the others were still standing there, Ha Luha laughed wildly and raised his knife to urge the horse, and rushed towards Shi Dayong again.

"Fuck your ancestors for eight generations!"

Shi Dayong was furious, turned his arms, and immediately picked up the broken stick in his hand, and smashed the stick heavily on the head of the Tartar soldier who rushed up first.

A thunderous blow, a thousand pounds.

"Shhh …”

The war horse roared, his hooves were weak, and he fell to the ground with a "plop", and before the Tartar cavalry stood up, Shi Dayong rushed up and smashed his head like crazy.

At the same time, the other three Tartar cavalry rushed towards Shi Dayong without any resistance.

The sound of hooves in his ears was like thunder, but Shi Dayong had run out of oil, he was a man, not a god, and he had no endless strength.

He closed his eyes in pain, ready to wait for the chill to come from his neck.

However, the first thing that came to my ears was the sudden sound of gold, which came from the northeast, crisp and loud.

"His grandmother's, who dares to order the withdrawal of troops!"

Tu, who was tasting the fruits of the victors, was angry and did not fight anywhere, which bastard dared to order the withdrawal of troops. His first thought was that old bastard Gulbush, but as far as the eye could see, Gulbush was also stunned, staring at himself blankly, his eyes full of doubts.

The sharp-eyed soldiers shouted: "Lord Ezhen, it's the blue flag, it's the blue flag!" ”

"Blue flag?"

Following the gesture of the pro-soldier, Tu Yi saw a group of cavalry appear on the slope where he had stayed before, and when he saw the banner of the cavalry, Tu Yi couldn't help but gasp: Why is Mang Gurtai here!