"You just have this stinky temper, you know that the old bastard is holding back, and you still do it!" looked at Ao Canghai, who was like himself, wearing the clothes of a soldier. Li Xiao is very helpless!

"I was already suppressing the anger, but I still couldn't help beating him. That old thing is not much better, Lao Tzu opened a scoop for him this time. Damn, it should be a little darker. This scourge should be killed directly! Ao Canghai gritted his teeth and said.

"Stoned to death, you're not staying here."

A pair of difficult brothers, the two followed the soldiers out of Liaoyang City. Yesterday the Tartars were attacking Shenyang, and today the army will go to support as soon as it is ready. Shenyang is the largest city on the periphery of Liaoyang, and it is impossible to lose it. If Shenyang is lost, Yuan Yingtai is afraid that he will follow in the footsteps of the previous Xiong Tingbi and be arrested and returned to Beijing to eat in prison.

"Damn, I didn't tell you at home."

Speaking of home, Li Xiao suddenly lost interest in talking. He lowered his head and followed the team, but fortunately they were assigned to Qi Jin and Zhou Dunji's camp. The soldiers did not beat and scolded the two of them, and did not dare to assign any work.

The other people were miserable, some were pushing carts, and some were carrying burdens. In a hurry, there were not so many livestock in Liaoyang City. Some jobs can only be done by people. Li Xiao saw that inside the burden on the shoulders of several guys was black gunpowder.

"Why is our march so slow, and we can't let people break through Shenyang City?" Li Xiao was very puzzled by the slow march.

"You know what! Before going to the battlefield, the infantry should try to maintain their physical strength and charge in battle. Even if it is a cavalry, it has to save the horsepower. If you urge the horse to gallop at this time, by the time you want to charge on the battlefield, the horse has no strength.

Both Dajin and Xiaodunzi have fought and know what to do at this time. Looking at the posture of the white pole soldiers, it is not easy to deal with. In this battle, the Tartars will not be able to ask for anything. Seeing his team, Ao Canghai is very confident.

"I hope so!" Li Xiao now also hopes that this battle can be won.

By the time we reached the Hun, the sun was already setting in the west. I only ate two meals a day in the first day of this year, and what I ate in the morning is now long gone. Fortunately, this is Qi Jin and Zhou Dunji's army, Ao Canghai didn't know where to go to mix around, and actually mixed two flatbreads and came back.

"Holy!" The two of them were chewing flatbread, and suddenly saw a group of people wearing Daming clothes running desperately along the road. In the back, it seems that there is a wolf.

"It's broken!" Ao Canghai's face was solemn.

"I'm afraid that the city of Shenyang is broken!"

The army soon stopped, and everyone watched as the refugees fled in panic.

"Uncle, Shenyang City is broken?" Li Xiao grabbed a middle-aged man in his forties and asked.

"It's over! It's all over! He Zongbing died in battle, and the Mongols and Tatars were in a group. Run, the Tartars are coming after you. The man said quickly as he broke free from Li Xiao's pull. ripped off Li Xiao's hand, and immediately blended into the crowd and ran

The fleeing crowd was like a rat on the street, panicked and terrified. There is no focus in the eyes, and as long as you see people's eyes, you will involuntarily avoid them.

Behind the refugees were wounded soldiers of the Ming army with crooked armor and bloodstains. Many people were carried on stretchers, and some were carried by two comrades. Li Xiao shook his head helplessly, even if he didn't die at that time. When I arrived in Liaoyang, people were also dead.

There were too many people, like a long black dragon. You can't see the head, and you can't see the tail.

The officers were all called to a meeting, and by this time the white pole soldiers had crossed the Hunhe River. The Qi family army had not yet crossed the river, and the soldiers of the two armies looked at the refugees in a daze and ran over from the bridge. It's cold now, but the river isn't completely frozen.

Huge blocks of ice rustled into the river. The bridge has been completely occupied by the refugees, and unless they are squeezed into the river, the Qi family army will definitely not be able to cross the river.

"Set up camp!" The officers began to give orders loudly. The soldiers and men began to unload their baggage from the carts.

Many people were sent to dig trenches, and Li Xiao and Ao Canghai were also sent over.

Digging trenches in the middle of winter is simply torturous. The severe cold froze the ground like stones, and Ao Canghai struggled to dig with a pickaxe in his hand. Obviously, his hands are better suited to holding a knife than a pickaxe.

Fortunately, Li Xiao had worked in the army before and knew the tricks here.

Just dig a pit and dig it out with a shovel. The hard shell on the top, as long as you smash it with the manuscript, will fall off a large piece. Although the work is a little tiring, it is not without benefits. After doing it for a while, Li Xiao was covered in sweat. The heat coming out of my head was like a steamer.

Suddenly, the refugees were like sheep in a fold. Screams poured in, and many old people and children were pushed to the ground, and the people behind them didn't care. Countless pairs of big feet stepped over them, and as a result, someone tripped ......! Screams, screams, curses, and messy footsteps formed a chaotic mess.

"White Labeller!" Ao Canghai held a pickaxe in his hand and looked straight at the other side.

The place where Li Xiao and the others are located is a high slope south of the bridge. Looking at it from afar, the billowing smoke and dust obscured the sky and the sun, and a large white flag was in the smoke and dust. Countless men and horses were wearing iron armor, and even the Tartar soldiers with hideous armor on their faces were rushing forward with their swords raised.

The sound of horses' hooves rolled from the sky like muffled thunder. Li Xiao even felt that the ground under his feet was trembling. Could it be that this is the legendary Eight Banners Iron Horse?

The refugees and the defeated army who did not have time to flee were swallowed up by this smoke and dust. The smoke and dust were like a big mouth that eats people, and it rushed towards the army of the white pole soldiers like a fan.

Li Xiao's heart rose to his throat, but he knew how much the powerful impact of the cavalry could kill the infantry. The white pole troops on the north shore had just formed and had not yet had time to build strong fortifications. In this case, can they withstand the onslaught of cavalry?

"Can a white pole soldier do it?" Li Xiao looked back at Ao Canghai, he had really fought a battle. is much stronger than Li Xiao, a person who has never experienced the battlefield of cold weapons.

"The white pole soldiers crisscross the southwest, and they must have their support. You know, the Tibetan cavalry is also very powerful. He's sure there's a way to deal with it! "It's not Ao Canghai who answers, it's Qi Jin!

"It should work, you see the white pole soldier move!" Ao Canghai pointed to the white pole army formation opposite.

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