"Use the cavalry to rush the dignified formation of the front battalion infantry team, oh my God, our army has not reached the time when the crisis needs to fight to the death." Xu Ping complained loudly unabashedly, after the counterattack of the Ming cavalry was thwarted, Xu Ping couldn't help but ignite the desire to counterattack again, and couldn't help but hope that Jia Minghe would also command the Ming army to attack repeatedly until he ran out of strength, but now a counterattack made him lose nearly half of the cavalry reserves, and also exposed his strength to the opponent. He anxiously ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops, but now they were severely damaged by the counterattacking Ming infantry, and they did not respond to the retreating Jin Sheng for a while: "I only hope that they can learn a lesson and never use cavalry to charge the infantry of the new army in the future." ”

The body of the flag bearer of this team shook and fainted, and the flag bearer Jian Jidong didn't have time to think about it after seeing it, so he ran a few steps towards the place where the thief cavalry fell, and then flew towards the team flag. When Jian Jidong's hands were already on the flagpole, the flagpole suddenly moved, and another cavalryman from the Western Camp who swept by his side grabbed it before Jian Jidong. Jian Jidong threw himself on the ground, grabbed the tail of the flagpole with both hands, the flagpole took him to slide on the ground, dragging him to bump on the earth and stones, and the dust poured in from the observation window and the gap on Jian Jidong's armor, filling his mouth at once, but Jian Jidong still held the flagpole and said nothing.

An arc of light slashed towards Jian Jidong, he used his strength to roll sideways, slightly avoiding a line, and the ghost-headed broadsword fell fiercely on his shoulder, slashing his armor deeply. Although the armor was not broken, Jian Jidong's shoulders still sank, and half of his body seemed to have lost his strength.

The arc light was raised high again, Jian Jidong no longer had the strength to dodge, he closed his eyes and grabbed the flagpole with his last strength.

Suddenly, his hand loosened, and there was no longer a pull on the flagpole, and Jian Jidong, who had lost his speed, plunged into the soil, he opened his eyes and raised his head, the observation window of the mask was full of yellow mist, and only a figure was shaking. Jian Jidong didn't dare to let go, he shook his head and looked up again. Seeing a Ming knight standing in front of him, the thief who dragged the flagpole had been cut off under the horse by this knight, and the thief cavalry who swung his knife at Jian Jidong was also lying on the ground not far from the sky, bleeding from his chest, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The sound of gold sounded rapidly behind him, Wang Erde had already turned his horse's head and was about to return to the battle, but after seeing a few brothers in a row being cut by the Ming knight who rushed up, Wang Erde's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he roared, held the spear in his hand straight, and the prancing horse pierced the waist of the Ming knight.

Jian Jidong saw another thief cavalry rushing with a cavalry spear, and the Ming army knight guarding the team flag turned sideways and lightly gave way, and when the cavalry spear that stabbed over passed between his arm and his ribs, the knight slammed it and cut off the thief cavalry who couldn't contain his body with a backhand. The knight turned his arm and held the mounted spear he had grabbed in his hand, and with a gun and a knife in both arms, he protected Jian Jidong majestically.

At this time, a large group of cavalry rushed past Jian Jidong's side, and he also got up from the ground and saw that the cavalry of the intruders had retreated, and the infantry brothers also rushed behind him. The knight sheathed his sword, plunged his spear into the earth, and turned.

"Big ...... Handsome! Jian Jidong could barely believe his eyes.

Jia Minghe smiled at the brave flag guard in front of him: "Brother, protect our flag." ”

After saying that, Jia Minghe rode his horse and galloped back to the rear of the formation, and he didn't have time to drop his armor during the whole battle. After so many years in the army, Jia Minghe's beheadings as an individual rather than as a general have seventy-three levels, almost as many as the battalion officers of the 10th battalion of the new army combined, even He Baodao, who is known for his bravery, is not more than half of him, and as for those who kill enemies like today but are not beheaded, it is even more impossible to count.

Jian Jidong jumped up, raised the team flag high and shook it vigorously twice, and shouted to Jia Minghe's back: "Elect the front battalion, ten thousand victories!" ”

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! Seeing Jia Minghe's soldiers of the C team of the Xuan Feng Battalion, they all raised their weapons and shouted wildly, and Li Zhiyuan, the officer of the C team, was also so excited that his face was flushed, and when he saw the tragic loss of the sister troops just now, he also felt heartache, and when he saw the horse team rushing to kill the enemy, Li Zhiyuan almost rushed up with his troops. Now, Li Zhiyuan would no longer let his anger sway him, and after he shouted three times, he immediately began to form a team and attack in an orderly manner according to Shangfeng's orders.

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"I'm not mistaken, that's Lord Jia!"

Several staff officers from the new army looked at each other, just now when Jia Minghe personally participated in the battle on the flank, these officers who knew him were all dumbfounded, they had all heard that Jia Minghe had been in the army for five years, and he had been promoted from a small soldier to a battalion officer by beheading, and he was still the first battalion officer of Zhendonghou.

Soon, Xu Ping's face became very ugly, and for the entire battlefield, the failure of this camp had a very bad impact. By defeating Yu Yong, who was defeated by the cavalry of the Western Battalion, the infantry of the Xuanfeng Battalion, who had been reinforced, began to try to detour from the wheat field, circling in a large circle under Xu Ping's gaze. Xu Ping watched their progress, hesitating whether to send the last reserve of flintlock musketeers in his hand in that direction.

Originally, it was difficult for the Ming army to use small groups to make a detour in the open field on the side, and if they did so, they would be fiercely attacked by Xu Ping's artillery and riflemen. But now, the defeated soldiers of the Western Battalion blocked the firing range of the Guards Battalion,

"If you make a wrong move, you will lose the whole game." Looking at the flank outflanking troops of the Ming army that was getting closer and closer, Xu Ping's face began to turn pale, and the troops of the Xuanfeng battalion were still pressing, and there was no buffer zone required by the flintlock musketeers. Of course, there were still a large number of spearmen behind Xu Ping, but with this kind of army dressed in cloth and armed with wooden spears to engage the ironclad heavy infantry of the Xuanfeng battalion, the fate was unknown. However, Xu Ping looked at the Ming army who was about to rush to the position parallel to the low wall, and knew that he didn't have much choice: "Spearmen, come forward to fight." ”

Li Zhiyuan led the whole team to kill the flank of the camp quickly, he kept paying attention to hiding behind the defeated army, his subordinates kept shooting, and shot down the horses of the fleeing cavalry, but for those thieves who fled on foot, the C team of the front battalion only drove them away and did not pursue them with the speed of the charge.

Finally, rows of spear infantry appeared in front of him, and Li Zhiyuan stepped forward without fear.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Selector Battalion shouted the trumpet rhythmically, and with continuous thrusts, the enemy soldiers on the opposite side were lined up.

"We are white feather soldiers, white feather soldiers in the world." Li Zhiyuan looked at the enemy soldiers opposite, and his heart was full of disdain: "Where are these thieves our opponents?" ”

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Behind Jia Minghe is his staff and guards, just now after Jia Minghe rushed out, the staff officers and guards were all dumbfounded for a long time before they reacted, shouting and hurriedly rushed over to guard, and now when they followed Jia Minghe back to where the flag was, they returned their swords one by one, as if facing a great enemy:

"Dashuai, this is too dangerous."

"Shuai, you can scare us."

"Old, old," the middle-aged general soldier in his early forties smiled at his subordinates: "After more than ten years of being a marshal, I am already old and dizzy, I only saw the flag, and thought it was our horse team." ”

Whether it is equestrianism or swordsmanship, Jia Minghe is a little worse than He Baodao, no matter how talented he is and how hard he works the day after tomorrow, Jia Minghe, who became a monk halfway, can't catch up with He Baodao, who was born in Jiangmen and has been guided by a famous teacher since he was a child - this is a big regret in his heart. But Jia Minghe's age makes him proud enough, not to mention Zhao, Jin, He, and Yang, who are at the same level as him, are those battalion officers who are respectful in front of him, bow down to him, and "see the big handsome and the last general", except for Wei Landu and Wu Zhong, all of them are older than him, and some are much older.

"This flag must not be ......"

Jia Minghe said to Homer, the team flag that was attacked just now belonged to the first team of the Election Battalion, and the other team flags all had the same pattern as the battalion flag, but this team flag was incompatible with other flags, there were no patterns or patterns on it, only eight ink characters in two columns: Mao Shuai Dongjiang, Lushun Election Front.

"This flag is earlier than the snake flag of the fire battalion, not to mention our battalion flag." When Jia Minghe led the whole battalion to accept the adaptation of Zhendonghou, he changed a flag similar to the firefighting battalion as the camp flag, and such an old battalion flag was used by Jia Minghe as the flag of the first battalion.

"Don't worry, the last general will swear to protect this flag." He Ma leaned on the horseback and said solemnly to Jia Minghe, he knew the significance of this flag to Jia Minghe, more than ten years ago, the battalion flags of each battalion were all recovered by the Zhendong Hou, and the team flag was destroyed, and this old battalion flag was carefully preserved by Jia Minghe, and after the establishment of the new army, Jia Minghe took it out again, or as the team flag of the first battalion A team.

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Soon after the sound of gold sounded just now, Wen Shangtong, who had lost his war horse, had to flee back to his own camp on foot, and as soon as he took a breath, a war horse that rushed to his side suddenly screamed and fell beside Wen Shangtong, scaring him so much that he jumped to the side and narrowly avoided it. Rolling down from the horse was his friend Zhao Zhiquan, whose horse was hit by the Ming army's firearms, but fortunately he was fine.

Wen Shangtong, whose face was pale, looked at Zhao Zhiquan, who was also colorless, and asked eagerly, "Where is Brother Wang?" ”

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang, Brother Wang......" Zhao Zhiquan's voice suddenly brought a cry: "Brother Wang is gone...... I saw it with my own eyes......"

Following Zhao Zhiquan's outstretched arm, Wen Shangtong saw the back of Jia Minghe who was slowly riding away, he stared at the back and looked at it deadly, and suddenly felt angry tears burst out of his eyes: "Dog officer! He is the father of five children, and there are five poor children waiting for him to come home. ”

Sun Xiao - this is the name that Wen Shangtong will never forget, this Donglinshi from the far south of the Yangtze River has been a county official for them for two years.

The people were unwilling to hand over the stored grain, and they refused to hand it over in any case, so the parents, the officials, and the grandchildren, took the children and inserted a steel needle as long as two fingers into the children's bodies in front of the adults. Anyone who does not pay the food, the family will not be able to escape, either hand over the life food and wait for the whole family to starve to death, or can only watch one steel needle after another slowly pierce into the body of the children.

But there are still people who don't pay the grain, and some people really can't pay the food, so Sun Xiao ordered the child to be pierced in the eye with a needle, he didn't believe that the parents could bear to watch the child being stabbed into a blind man. But there are still some people who really don't have any food to hide, so let's stab the children in the other eye to make sure they really aren't lying......

On that day, five children who were blinded in both eyes were thrown out of the county office, and Wen Shangtong, who was still a shoemaker at the time, and his neighbor tailor Zhao Zhiquan lowered their heads and blocked their ears from listening to the crying of the children who were not very sensible.

"Daddy—"

"Mother-

A few helpless children, crawling on the ground, still bleeding from under their closed eyelids. There was also the laughter of the officials, who poked the slender fingers of the blind children with sticks, and watched the children scream in pain and roll on the ground, and then let out a burst of laughter. When the laughter is not so strong, he will poke the fingertips of the other child......

Shang Tong has seen too many things like this, and the parents of these children who were blinded by their eyes must have been beaten to death in the county government - such a Diao Min, who didn't know how to save money and didn't have any food at all, was simply deliberately against Lord Sun's performance appraisal, and he was killed. There will be no one to take care of these children, no one to care for them and take care of them. And the five of them, like those children who suffered the same disability before, will cry "Dad" and "Mother" until they take their last breath.

That day, Wen Shangtong found that he didn't actually know Wang Erde, the timid and afraid of things, who couldn't do business, didn't know how to do business, made a living by digging gutters, and was so poor that he couldn't please his wife in his thirties; That day, Wen Shangtong and Zhao Zhiquan looked at the honest man who was known for his timidity, and suddenly strode towards the county office, picked up the shovel and opened the heads of the few hippie smiling faces and still torturing a few blind children for fun; That day, Wen Shangtong didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, he followed Wang Erde into the county government with a shoeed bench, followed by Zhao Zhiquan, a tailor wielding big scissors...... From that day on, Wen Shang Tong was no longer a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, and from that day on, Wen Shang Tong was a thief; Soon after that, Wen Shangtong was a thief who was chased by the Qin army, driven by the Chu army, and killed by the Bian army.

"Dog officer! Beast! He's a father of five. Wen Shangtong felt his tears and snot gushing out, flowing all over his face and chest. After joining Xiying, Wang Erde, who looks like a tiger's back, was selected by Li Siye to join the horse team as a small leader, but he is actually still the coward who can only dig gutters and can only earn a few pennies from the government every day. Every time he was chased by officers and soldiers, Wang Erde would string five blind children together with ropes and take them to escape, and every day after returning to the camp, Wang Erde would hold his five adopted sons on his knees and tell them stories. Every time I heard Shang Tong, I could hear their innocent laughter, and I could always see Wang Erde tirelessly washing clothes for five children who were not yet ten years old - they are all my sons, are you embarrassed to be a father if you don't do this little thing?

In an instant, all the fears left the body, Wen Shangtong picked up a wooden stick and chased after the back of Wang Erde's murderer: "Kill the officers and soldiers!" ”

The scene that happened a few years ago was repeated again and again, the tailor who once brandished scissors and rushed into the county office and stabbed the county official who never dared to look up to death in the lobby, also chased after his old friend again and rushed towards the white feather soldiers who were armed to the teeth: "Kill the officers and soldiers." ”

Today, Li Wenjie was told by the general that he did not need to go into battle, and that the group of thieves he was responsible for leading was similar to Hanako, and the only purpose was to paralyze the enemy army. After seeing those metal monsters with white feathers on their heads approaching closer and closer, Li Wenjie involuntarily retreated step by step, and the officers and soldiers he saw today were even better equipped than the Ganxi border army he had seen before. When a group of people with disheveled hair rushed in front of him, when he heard their mournful cries, Li Wenjie's head suddenly thuded, and something seemed to be ignited in his chest.

"Kill the officers and soldiers!" Li Wenjie completely forgot the general's entrustment, and also forgot the subordinates behind him, as well as his duties, his brain was blank, and he chased after the group of people in a frenzy: "Kill the officers and soldiers!" ”

Thousands of soldiers who had been deployed behind the flank, who had not been counted by Xu Ping at all, and who had never intended to go into battle, suddenly let out a mountain of shouts and rushed towards the Ming army. The spearmen of the Guards Battalion, who had been beaten backwards, also suddenly boosted their morale, and although many continued to retreat, some stood still and let out the same shouts.

It wasn't the first time Xu Ping had seen such a scene, but that time he was standing on the opposite side of the crowd that uttered such a shout.

"Fusiliers!" Xu Ping was stunned for a moment, and immediately let out a broken shout: "Hurry forward and disperse the new army shape!" ”

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After the mutation occurred, the smile on Jia Minghe's face froze suddenly, and it was not the first time he had seen such a scene. The shouts at that time were slightly different, although more than 20 years had passed, the thunderous cry of "Kill the Tartars" seemed to be still audible to Jia Minghe, and he was also a member of the shouts at that time.

It was far away in southern Liaoning, and Liu Xingzuo, who was in the red flag, and later changed his name to Aita, led the Houjin army to conquer in southern Liaoning, they roasted the soles of the white-haired old man's feet with a hot iron, broke off the children's fingers one by one, and after looting the people's food, they also took their wives, sisters and daughters from their families to exchange things with the Mongols.

The people, the unarmed people, young and old, gathered together and cried out in despair. At that time, Jia Minghe, who was only a teenager, was mixed in the crowd of people in southern Liaoning, facing the butcher's knife of the red flag. He still remembered the brothers of the Liu family, standing in the Houjin army with their whole bodies draped to show off their might, as if they were in a game, shooting at the Liao people with their bows and arrows, and laughing every time they hit a common man...... The people of Jin, Fu, Gai, and Haisiwei were slaughtered - later, because of the exploits of the Liu brothers in Xifengkou, the Marquis of Zhendong not only did not investigate their sins, but also ensured that they were promoted to become rich.

Liu Xingzhi, Jia Minghe once saw him come with Houjin Tieqi and cut down the villagers in pieces, Weng Blacksmith, this is a good old man who always gives Jia Minghe buns to eat, and always smiles, if he hadn't hugged Jia Minghe, who was only a teenager, and used his back to block the knife for the young man, it is estimated that Jia Minghe would no longer be alive. At that time, Jia Minghe didn't dare to speak out, hiding under the stiff body of Weng Blacksmith, and scolded the "beast" in his heart with tears; Later, when he met Liu Xingzhi at Zhendonghou's place, Jia Minghe would give up his hand to be polite to him, eat and drink with him, talk and laugh with him, and send a congratulatory gift when he married Zhendonghou's subordinates - Jia Minghe, who had already taken the will of Zhendonghou as his will, had already buried this hatred in his heart and never mentioned it again.

But this familiar shout once again evoked Jia Minghe's memories - corpses all over the mountains, and the soldiers of the Houjin Han Army poked at each corpse, and when he poked Jia Minghe's thigh, he gritted his teeth and said nothing. He still remembers the conversation between the two Han soldiers at that time to this day.

"We are the positive red flag, the positive red flag of Liaodong," the arrogance and disdain in his tone Jia Minghe will never forget: "Where are these thieves our opponents?" ”

Then it was the road to Lushun's death, and then I met Lord Zhang Panzhang, and then there was the banner of "Mao Shuai Dongjiang, Lushun Xuanfeng", and then there was an oath that everyone who joined Lord Zhang's Xuanfeng camp needed to make: avenge the living, hate the dead, kill thieves and protect the people, and die.

The shouts on the other side sounded so familiar, and in a flash, Jia Minghe didn't even know where he was - when he was in southern Liaoning, those Houjin meticulous works were always some ruffians, and the Ming army who were killed to show the public, there would always be people who risked the death of their families to steal their corpses, so that these warriors could be buried in peace; Before the closure of the Grand Governor, when Jia Minghe led his troops out of Beijing, he could still see cheering people on the roadside, and sent his fathers and elders to treat them with food; And now...... This time when I left Beijing, there was only the county town with a closed city gate on the side of the road, and the countryside that had escaped; In the countryside of Henan, only the ruffians were willing to be the meticulous work of the New Army, and they sneaked into the New Army's barracks in the middle of the night, demanding a generous reward of gold and silver without daring to reveal their identities, saying that if they were discovered, they would be beaten to death by the villagers; And there will always be an endless stream of peasants in those villages who are willing to be Xu Ping's spies, and their corpses will always disappear at night......

The flanking units of the Selector Battalion were first hit at close range by enemy fire, and before the formation could be restored, a group of ragged intruders pounced on them, fought the Forces nouvelles with clubs, stones, teeth and nails, and literally began to drive them back. Looking at this all-too-familiar scene, which he had encountered again and again in his youth, Jia Minghe was puzzled for the first time, he was not standing opposite these crazy people before: "Aren't we the immortal army admired by all the people?" Am I the thief who Lord Zhang and the Xuanfeng Battalion he established swore to exterminate? Am I—will I be defeated today? ”

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"Kill the officers and soldiers!"

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