Ling Jingyang readily agreed to Li Rufeng's request, and told him to be careful not to be overshadowed by stragglers in the Santun camp.

Li Rufeng smiled and reassured him, there were more than a dozen soldiers in his headquarters, they were Zheng'er Bajing cavalry troops, so that they came and went like the wind, those stragglers were not afraid at all, and more than a dozen cavalry under the leadership of Li Rufeng rushed to the Santun camp.

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Santun camp, a dilapidated scene, discarded weapons and ammunition everywhere, firearms such as three-eyed guns are everywhere, Li Rufeng is not interested in these three-eyed guns, these are the three major battalions to play leftovers, as cavalry, they will also use three-eyed guns, but the weapons that are really suitable for cavalry are still cold weapons.

He took his subordinates to carefully enter the Santun camp, Jizhen General Military Mansion is located in the Santun camp, after decades of development, there are not only government mansions, there are private houses, there are also side markets and dozens of alleys, it has become a small town, but now it is empty, the forage field, the martial arts hall, the parade field and other places that were full of people in the past are even more uninhabited.

Li Rufeng didn't dare to be careless, and continued to walk inside with his subordinates, and came to the end of the parade field, when suddenly a gong and drum sounded to the sky, and hundreds of rout soldiers rushed out of various alleys.

The leader was a Qianzong, he was blinded in one eye, and blood kept coming out of the wound, he pointed at Li Rufeng with a big knife and said, "Are you Wu Lao Thief's people?" ”

Li Rufeng shook his head like a broken wave drum, and hurriedly explained that they were scouts of the right battalion and were ordered to go to Yongping, and Mr. Qian looked at the military uniforms on Li Rufeng and others, which were the uniforms of the Dashun army, but he still did not trust Li Rufeng and others, and ordered Li Rufeng and others to be disarmed.

Li Rufeng tried his best to resist, but after all, there were few people, and he was beaten by hundreds of routs, Li Rufeng and his subordinates were suddenly beaten into pigs' heads, and Mr. Qian looked at Li Rufeng, and then looked at the war horse brought by Li Rufeng, and suddenly had a vicious idea.

He ordered the beheading of Li Rufeng and others, saying that he killed Wu Sangui's pursuers on the way to retreat.

This is the tradition of the Ming army to kill good and brave the merits, Li Rufeng saw a hint of conspiracy in the eyes of Mr. Qian, and hurriedly said: "Our right battalion is behind, if you don't believe it, you can let people take a look." ”

Li Rufeng wanted to use a large army to scare Mr. Qian, but Mr. Qian disdained, all he wanted was a head, Mr. Tang was defeated by Wu Sangui and the high ground, whether he continued to follow Dashun or Daqing in the future, it would not affect his success.

Tang Zongbing continued to follow Dashun, and said that these people were Wu Sangui's people, and followed Daqing, so he said that these people were scouts in the rear camp of the Dashun army, in short, these people who looked sturdy could bring him glory, wealth and military merits.

Mr. Qian shook his head with his own soldiers, and the soldiers understood, and led the soldiers to press Li Rufeng and others to the ground, ready to cut them off.

Li Rufeng has lived for more than 20 years, but in the end he was going to be killed by his own people, scolding Mr. Qian, who was so despicable, and he would not be able to die well in the future, Mr. Qian asked him to scold, scold him, and he would not lose a piece of meat, but this scolding person had to lose his head.

He doesn't drag his feet in the mud and water, he kills when he says he kills, and his own soldiers cut it down with a knife, Li Rufeng stared at his eyes, and the muscles in his neck burst out, as if he wanted to fight against the iron knife.

At the moment when Li Rufeng's head was about to be chopped off, Ling Jingyang slapped the horse and killed, he rode and shot generally, so he deliberately shouted to suppress the butcher's knife that the pro-soldier was about to fall, and then strangled the horse rope, bent the bow and shot, and shot an arrow on the wrist of the pro-soldier.

Li Rufeng hurriedly broke free from the others, and a donkey rolled, but was kicked on the butt by Mr. Qian, and was trampled to death by Mr. Qian, unable to move.

Mr. Qian squinted, looking at the dozens of cavalry who rushed there, thinking to himself that the large army of the right battalion was really behind, and he asked Ling Jingyang which battalion was it?

Ling Jingyang looked at this person contemptuously, at both ends of the first rat, behind Ling Jingyang, Dong Daqi, Lao Mantou and others also rode horses, and dozens of cavalry confronted the rout in the parade field.

There are more than 200 people under the command of General Qian, a large number, but most of them are broken military households, after being defeated by the Guanning army, they lost their courage to fight, and the real combat effectiveness is only more than 20 family soldiers, he is sure that more than 200 people, as long as more than a quarter of the casualties are killed, the others will flee.

Ling Jingyang said coldly: "Let them go, I'll let you go." ”

Mr. Qian's eyes rolled, he wanted to live, but he wanted to get ahead even more, Ling Jingyang and the others' heads, wasn't it a stepping stone for him to soar?

"Hehe, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I thought these people were the fine work of Wu Lao Thief, since they are all his own family, why don't you let them go?"

He deliberately glanced at his subordinates, and his subordinates hurriedly beat and scolded the soldiers, and let Li Rufeng's subordinates go, but Li Rufeng was still trampled on the ground by President Qian.

Ling Jingyang cheered up, he knew that the old fox in front of him was not a good person, when Mr. Qian released Li Rufeng's subordinates, he quietly let his soldiers disperse to the height of the parade ground, waiting for the opportunity to shoot Ling Jingyang and others with bows and arrows.

Zhu Youjian came to Ling Jingyang's right side and said, "Ministry Chief, this person is insidious, please withdraw quickly." ”

He wanted to give up Li Rufeng and let Ling Jingyang lead people to withdraw, but Ling Jingyang didn't pay attention to him, how could he not know that this Qian Zong in front of him was despicable and shameless, and he asked the old steamed bun to pay close attention to whether there was a rout attack nearby?

Lao Mantou has been in the army for many years, and at a glance he saw a figure, ambushed in the high places and corners of the parade ground, and he shouted loudly: "Let your people get out, otherwise don't blame grandpa for being merciless." ”

After speaking, he pointed to a viewing platform not far away with a saber, where there were three pro-soldiers of Qianzong, who were struggling to climb up, Ling Jingyang was not polite, an arrow shot over, and a pro-soldier was repulsed, and the pro-soldier fell from the viewing platform in pain.

"Damn, kill!"

Mr. Qian knew that his subordinates were Dexing, but he was still tempted by the head, and ordered the whole army to cover up, Ling Jingyang was not good at cavalry, and Li Rufeng, who was the best at it, was trampled under the feet of Mr. Qian, Ling Jingyang was in a hurry, and ordered the whole army to charge, and disperse this group of routs with the impact of war horses.

The area of the parade ground is very large, there is enough space for the cavalry to rush up, although Ling Jingyang and other horsemen are average, but the rush is still very scary, rushing to the front of the rout to see dozens of high-headed horses rushing over, frightened legs are weak.

Immediately ran away to both sides, Ling Jingyang was also ruthless, and when he rushed forward, he pulled out his waist knife and slashed down hard, and a rout was chopped, and a long cut appeared on his face, and he couldn't survive.

Dozens of people rushed through the rout army formation, killing and wounding several people, but they successfully rushed through the rout army formation, a small half of the rout soldiers abandoned the large army and ran out, and there were more than 100 people left, defending the vicinity of Qian Zong to protect Qian Zong from being attacked.

This is the result of the cavalry attacking the infantry in the charge, if this group of routed soldiers put down the infantry phalanx solidly, Ling Jingyang's dozens of cavalry would be swimming live targets, but Qian always wanted to be urgent, ordered the infantry to charge, and finally was charged.

However, Li Rufeng's subordinates, who were released before, were not able to return to the cavalry formation, and were basically killed before the rout charged, and only one person was killed and lay on the ground without being killed.

Li Rufeng cried, he was trampled on the ground, trampled to death, a strong man of 1.9 meters, like a child, those subordinates were his brothers who shared life and death, just because he buried his life and death.

Mr. Qian, who was still stepping on his back, suffered a small loss in the battle just now, but he also saw that Ling Jingyang's group of cavalry was not good at combat effectiveness, that is, the infantry on horseback, relying on the ability of the war horse to charge, disperse a small half of his soldiers, and then he would take the lead in attacking and destroying this group of cavalry.

Ling Jingyang was on a horse, his bow and arrows were fired at any time, and he was only ten percent sure that he would kill the enemy with one hit, because there were at least twenty shield soldiers protecting him in front of Mr. Qian, and Ling Jingyang and Mr. Qian were both waiting for the final blow.

Suddenly, Zhu Youzhen rushed out of the crowd and shouted loudly outside the courtyard: "General Tang Bing." ”

Mr. Qian and his subordinates are all subordinates of Tang Tong, and when they suddenly heard Tang Tong's name, they were all stunned, Ling Jingyang seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and shot an arrow over, the arrow was like laser guidance, and it hit the head of Qian, and Mr. Qian waved the big knife and cut down the arrow.

He sneered and laughed at Ling Jingyang's archery technique, but he suddenly felt a huge force under the ground attacking, it was Li Rufeng, he used all his strength, and his back arched like a lobster.

Mr. Qian was knocked to the ground by him, Li Rufeng took out a personal soldier saber with his backhand, and slashed at the head of Qianzong, almost splitting Mr. Qian's head in half, he looked bloodthirsty, fierce and vicious, and more than 100 soldiers were frightened by his knife and did not dare to move.

At this time, if someone takes the lead, Li Rufeng will be chopped into meat scraps, and Li Rufeng yelled:

"Who else, who is not afraid of death, let the horse come?"

Li Rufeng was like an angry bull, and the big knife in his hand once again exerted force, really splitting Mr. Qian's head in half, and the rout immediately retreated, and Ling Jingyang also hurriedly shouted: "Disarm and don't kill." ”

These routs basically have no discipline, even if they are Mr. Qian's own soldiers, seeing that Mr. Qian is dead, there is no need to work hard for Mr. Qian, they threw away their weapons one after another, Ling Jingyang asked Dong Daqi to throw out all the weapons of the rout, and then drove the rout to the corner of the parade ground.

Zhu Youzhen suggested that Ling Jingyang kill all these defeated soldiers, but the old steamed bun disagreed, he thought that these defeated soldiers could still be beaten, as long as they were brought back to the Bai Minghe army, wouldn't they be promoted again?

Li Rufeng carried the headless corpse of President Qian and threw it at the feet of the old steamed bun: said coldly: "Who are those brothers of mine looking for to pay for their lives? ”

The old steamed bun was silent suddenly, Ling Jingyang understood Li Rufeng's mood, and it was useless to persuade him at this time, but he still felt that it was a pity to kill these routs.

Li Rufeng looked at the rout, and said to Ling Jingyang: "Mr. Ling, I won't embarrass you, but the people who killed my brother here have to die, and the others can do whatever you want, do you think this is good?" ”

Li Rufeng said this, Ling Jingyang had no choice but to agree, Li Rufeng took the remaining subordinates to the rout, came to the rout, and gave them a choice, push out the rout soldiers who killed his subordinates just now, and the others could not be killed.

As soon as these words came out, there was a surprising situation, and Zhu Youzhen's eyes were straight, he almost couldn't believe that the soldiers under Tang Tong's command were so undisciplined, these people were still soldiers of the Daming Guard not long ago, and they surrendered to the Dashun army, and they have lost their loyalty as soldiers, and then look at the current performance, it is really embarrassing.

He saw these defeated soldiers with his own eyes, without hesitation, and without comradeship, he pushed out more than a dozen soldiers who killed Li Rufeng's subordinates from the crowd, which was no longer a sign of discipline, and then made even more disgusting things, they pressed these more than ten soldiers to Li Rufeng on the ground, signaling that Li Rufeng could cut off their heads with a big knife.

Ling Jingyang couldn't stand it, and rode his horse to gather the other routs outside, only to hear Li Rufeng roaring angrily from the courtyard, cutting off the heads of more than a dozen rout soldiers in one go, and the other rout soldiers saw that Li Rufeng's revenge had been avenged, and hurriedly shouted that they were willing to follow.

These soldiers have no backbone, and they fought with the Dashun army, but they couldn't beat it, so they surrendered.

Changed into the battle flag and battle uniform of the Dashun Army, and fought with the Guanning Army, but he still couldn't beat it, and he was defeated one after another.

Li Rufeng didn't want to be such a group of wastes without discipline and backbone, he thought that Zhu Youzhen had performed very well just now, and thought that Zhu Youzhen could become the head of the whistle, and said to Zhu Youzhen: "Do you want to be the head of the whistle?" These people are all for you. ”

Zhu Youzhen doesn't want it, Wang Chengen doesn't want it, but Zhang Luofu wants it, in the charge just now, he is one of the few soldiers who can hack and kill the rout in horse combat, and he used to be a Ming martial artist, but now he follows Ling Jingyang as a personal soldier, he urgently needs soldiers to protect His Majesty with him.

Before Zhang Luofu could speak, Ling Jingyang rushed back from outside and said to everyone: "There are a large number of cavalry coming here, hurry up." ”

Everyone really didn't want to fight these routs, there was no point in defeating them, and subduing them would not improve their combat effectiveness, but would increase the risk of rebellion, so it was better to stay away.

Everyone hurriedly mounted their horses and went to the north of the Santun camp, and the rest of the defeated soldiers were stunned in place, they decided to wait here, no matter which unit came, they were ready to surrender.

This time it is not the rout, but the vanguard of the Qing army, they are the most elite Bayala in the Qing army, select the most elite soldiers from each Niu Lu and compose, more than 100 Bayala soon rushed to the Santun camp, the rout is the Jizhou border army, and the Qing army has been fighting for many years, how can you not know these Bayala, seeing Bayala approaching step by step, frightened and unwilling.