"My lord, I can't hold it anymore, the Yongzi camp has collapsed!"

Guo Yi cried and said this to Shi Dayong, and at this time, Shi Dayong had fallen into deep self-blame and confusion.

If it weren't for the Yongzi battalion to abandon all the guns, how could the Tartar cavalry be able to release arrows so recklessly!

No matter how useless the bird guns are, they can also interfere with the cavalry of the sluggish Tartars, where will they draw their bows and arrows as if no one is there.

The wounded soldiers who fell to the ground by arrows and the people who cried and howled almost broke Shi Dayong's courage and will.

Where is the inevitability of Fang Cai?

Where is the kind of Shi Dayong who sees everything as if he can't see everything, and who sees the enemy like a mole cricket?

How could the battle be like this!

I've prepared everything, long wood, cotton armor, cards, and even crazy blood, but this battle is still like this!

Fuck, how could this be!

"My lord, let's withdraw too! The martial arts battalion is almost unbearable! ”

Guo Yi, who was anxious to protect his lord, saw that more and more Manchurian soldiers were breaking through the Wuzi battalion head-on, and their attack regardless of casualties had begun to reverse the advantage that Changmu had brought to the Matsuyama army. With the collapse of the Yongzi battalion and the heavy people, everyone knows that this battle has been lost, and the rest is only a matter of time.

Where there is life, there is hope.

As the captain of the pro-soldiers, Guo Yi consciously took on the mission, he wanted to protect Shi Dayong from here, and he must not let the tragedy of his brother Shi Dazhi appear on his younger brother Shi Dayong again.

"Someone, someone, protect the adult, protect the adult!"

Guo Yi waved his sword and shouted, and with his shouting, the remaining eight pro-soldiers rushed to this side in the panicked crowd. While swinging his sword to block the arrows falling from the sky, he looked vigilantly at the red flag tartars who were fighting to the death with the martial arts battalion.

In addition, more than a dozen remnants of the Yongzi Battalion may have seen that there were many people here, and they would be safe, and they also came from all around.

The Tartar cavalry on the left flank probably felt that the overall situation was decided, and it was not worth wasting energy on their remnants, and turned to the rear of the line. This time, the pressure on the left wing suddenly lightened. Guo Er, the general manager of the Wuzi Battalion, saw that Ma Zhong of Team A was almost unable to stand it, so he hurriedly ordered Team B to move closer to Team A.

The Red Banner Mongolian soldiers used their lives to continuously impact Team A's defensive line, forcing Team A to shrink several feet, and Team B's timely addition gave Team A a respite.

There were no less than 100 corpses in front of the battle, and to a certain extent, it also delayed the offensive of the Jiannu cavalry in front, although the addition of Team B gave Team A a chance to breathe, but the heart of the battalion commander Huang An and the general Ma Zhong became more and more heavy.

At this moment, they had already noticed the chaos behind them, and in the panic, they didn't know where the guards were.

They don't have the energy to take care of the back, at this time, they can only ask for more blessings, and no one can control anyone.

Now, their greatest hope is that Zu Dashou in Dalinghe City can send troops to rescue, but with the loss of time, this hope has become very slim.

………

"You guys protect the adults, you guys follow me to find the horses, quick, quick!"

Although Guo Yi was young, he was calm, and he was not overwhelmed by panic, and as far as his sight could see, a carriage overturned on the ground, and he was ready to lead the horse to Bao Shi Dayong and leave.

"I don't want your protection!"

Shi Dayong suddenly sobered up, it doesn't matter what the battle looks like, what matters is whether he wants to be a deserter or die vigorously.

Brother Shi Dazhi can die in a bloody battle, why can't he be!

The so-called killing one is enough, killing a pair to earn one.

The biggest characteristic of gamblers is that they dare to make a desperate bet, dare to give it a go, and dare to break the net!

Shi Dayong got up, he stopped Guo Yi, and ordered him loudly: "Take your people to kill the Tartars with me!" ”

Guo Yi did not hesitate, and blurted out: "Yes, my lord!" Seeing this, the few pro-soldiers did not retreat, and rushed to the Wuzi Battalion A who was still desperately resisting the attack of Jiannu with the red flag.

The garrison is the backbone, and the more than ten remnants of the Yongzi battalion did not hesitate and followed closely.

More than 20 people ran all the way, and immediately attracted the remnants of the Yongzi battalion who scattered and fled and avoided arrows. When Shi Dayong braved the danger of a rain of Tartar arrows to rush to Team A, there were sixty or seventy soldiers following him.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency is there!"

Shao Wuhe, the general manager of the Yongzi battalion, and Wang Zhengqi, Zhao Kegang, and Lu Jiang, also gathered dozens of people, who were originally going to prepare to break through, but when they saw that Shi Dayong was not dead and was rushing towards the Wuzi battalion, they were also busy.

With the addition of nearly 100 new troops, the frontal defense line suddenly became much stronger.

Gulbush saw that his people were about to break through the defense line of the Ming army, but they were repelled again by the suddenly increased Ming army, and they were also red-eyed.

The long wood of the first team has been broken in half, the 300 people have been reduced to less than 200 people, the Yongzi battalion was shot by the Tartar bow and arrow, and there are only more than 100 soldiers who can fight, and the strength that is still insisting on resistance now adds up to only a little more than a battalion of people, but the cavalry of the Tartars still has hundreds of people.

The baggage battalion and the people ran away, and Shi Dayong's only hope was Jiang Wanli's cavalry battalion.

Don't wait any longer, now is the best time for the cavalry battalion to go out. Shi Dayong needed the attack of the cavalry battalion too much to relieve the pressure on the Wuzi battalion.

But in the chaos just now, the soldiers in charge of waving the flag had already been killed, and there were corpses and wounded soldiers everywhere, and it was impossible to find the command flag for a while to order the cavalry battalion to attack.

The cavalry battalion was placed behind the most luke, more than a mile apart, there were shouts of killing everywhere, there was no command flag, and the cavalry battalion could not see the order to attack at all.

In desperation, Shi Dayong dragged Guo Yi past and ordered him to pass through the rain of arrows from the Tartars to the cavalry battalion. At this time, he suddenly heard the shouts of "attacking and attacking" and "killing slaves and killing slaves" from behind the formation, and even heard the sound of hooves. Looking up, in the distance, the "Songshan" banner was waving in the wind, and under the banner were three hundred roaring cavalry. It was Jiang Wanli who rushed to the front!

"Brothers, the cavalry brothers have come to save us, the cavalry brothers have come to save us, hold on, hold on, the victory will definitely be ours!"

Shi Dayong was busy cheering up his subordinates, and after the deafening sound sounded, the soldiers of the second battalion of Wuyong had joy on their faces, and the strength at hand was even stronger.

Shi Dayong couldn't wait to keep staring at the cavalry camp, but the red flag Jiannu on the opposite side rushed up again, at the critical moment, he couldn't be distracted, and took the lead in shuttling in front of the battle with his own soldiers.

Jiannu was vaguely heard blowing the trumpet, and after the trumpet, the yellow-inlaid flag tartar on the right flank suddenly stopped shooting arrows.

There was no need to think about it at all, Shi Dayong knew that the time for the decisive battle of Lu Dao had come, cut off a horse's leg with a knife, and let Jiannu immediately fall in front of him, and after a knife without looking at it, he raised his arms and shouted: "Songshan Army, fight to the end for the Ming Dynasty, for the emperor, and for our wives and children!" ”

"For the Ming Dynasty, for the emperor, for our wives and children, we fought to the end!"