Before Zhang Erhu's breakfast was finished, the sound of scouts came from the walkie-talkie. Sticky

Hudun Rabbit is pulled.

He divided the rest of the cake into his mouth, covered the lunch box, stuffed it into his bag, and began to clean up his dick.

After cleaning up, he rolled over his horse and gave the order of the whole team in a loud voice.

Soon, well-trained soldiers were back in their rightful place.

Zhang Erhu gave an order, and the five thousand cavalry quickly rushed into the distance.

Not far from them was Xu Zhongning's troops.

At this time, they also got the news and were about to pursue, but found that Zhang Erhu was one step ahead of them. Sticky

Seeing this, Xu Zhongning secretly scolded, at this time, it should be time to divide the fruits of victory.

Hands are fast, hands are slow!

Can't let Zhang Erhu take the lead!

So they quickened up and chased after them, followed by people from other towns.

There is only one purpose, in the next big battle, find the Tiger Rabbit and catch the Tiger Rabbit. Make great contributions and be promoted to a high official.

Even if Huduntu had a premonition that something was wrong, he couldn't guess that he was already under siege. Like a slowly shrinking net, the tiger dun rabbit is surrounded in the middle.

He galloped north with a large group of men and horses, half an hour, an hour, two hours. Sticky

Finally, he ordered a stop.

Even if it wasn't running at full speed, the war horse was already very tired at this time.

He had no choice but to stop and rest.

But less than a quarter of an hour, the sound of horses' hooves sounded behind him again.

Hudun Rabbit cursed and spat out.

In my heart, I wasn't too nervous.

In the past few days, he found that although the Ming army chased after them tightly, it did not seem to intend to fight them directly, but mainly harassed and attrition. Sticky

He thought that this was a sign of the lack of strength of the Ming army, and they must be waiting for reinforcements.

But he kept running westward with his people, and he didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and I was afraid that this reinforcement would not come.

As for Badali in the north, the hairy boy will definitely not be able to stop himself.

He has such self-confidence, after all, the 50,000 soldiers under his command are not vegetarians.

Whatever he wanted, the roar of war horses also sounded in the north, and the hairy boy in his mouth appeared.

Now Hudun Rabbit is no longer calm.

It's true that a single Badali can't stop themselves, but the problem is that they can entangle themselves. Sticky

As long as they can slow down the movement of their own troops, those behind can continue to harvest their heads with muskets.

The situation is critical, and Hudun Rabbit intends to give it a go.

"Since Ben Khan inherited the throne at the age of thirteen, he has always wanted to restore the glory of his ancestors, let the iron hooves of the Mongols once again set foot on the land of the Central Plains, and let the Ming people submit under our horsewhip. Let the glory of the Golden Family shine on the whole land!

But it backfired, and there was a Nurhachi first, and then a Huangtaiji. Now, there is a Chongzhen who leads the Ming Dynasty to sweep everything!

Ben Khan doesn't know if you'll be alive after this battle, but Ben Khan wants you to live! When Ezhe grows up in the future, you will assist him and achieve a hegemony, if there is that day.

All we have to do now is rush out! There are Korqin people in front of him to intercept it, I don't know if there are 10,000 or 20,000. Rush over, let's get through Yin Mountain, maybe there is still a way to live! If we can't rush over, let's sleep here in the Elechuan!"

After speaking, I looked around, and my eyes were shining! Sticky

"With Ben Khan, rush!"

"Rush!"

Huduntu's words played a great role, although not many people could hear it, but most of them were generals.

The generals have taken the lead in the charge, what else can the people below do?

The charge of 50,000 cavalry was extremely spectacular, but the running Hudun Rabbit soon got a piece of information.

The scouts discover something strange.

Badali's troops stopped five miles ahead of them.

And spread out, stretching the front for a long, long time. Sticky

"How many of them are there?"

"Up to 20,000!"

Twenty thousand?

20,000 people want to stop themselves? And stretch the front so long? Badali's brain was kicked by a donkey, right?

No matter what, just rush.

As long as you rush over and work hard to cross the Yin Mountain, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the mountain is high and the birds fly. There will always be a day when they will come back!

So he didn't care if it was strange or not, and continued to charge forward, and increased his speed. Sticky

Five, four, three, two, one...

Not a mile.

As soon as he entered Erli, there was a dense sound from the side of Badali ahead.

Dada~

The soldier who was running in front heard something swish past his ear, and before he could react, he heard an exclamation from behind him.

He turned his head to look back, and saw that his comrades-in-arms, who had eaten together in the morning, had lost half of their heads at this time, and it seemed that they were dead and could not die again.

But his hand was still tightly gripping the reins, and the war horse continued to gallop with him, and his body rose and fell with the war horse. Sticky

The originally vivid picture became extremely terrifying at this time.

The Mongol soldier who looked back was shocked and subconsciously turned his head back. But soon he was no longer afraid, for he felt as if he had been struck in the chest by a sledgehammer, and he was brought off his horse. Then he was trampled by the war horse behind.

He felt like a piece of soft dirt on the river beach, a mess that had been trampled on.

What is it?

It was his last thought.

Dada~

The demonic voice was still ringing, and the Mongol soldiers in the front row fell in pieces. Sticky

Either they were killed directly, or they fell to the ground and were trampled by the war horses behind.

"What's going on!" The commotion caught the attention of Tiger Duntu, who tried to crane his neck to look ahead, but heard only clattering and screaming.

No one could answer his question because everyone didn't know what was going on.

He didn't dare to order a halt to advance, because there were too many people, and a sudden stop would cause great chaos, and then he would be even more passive.

But even if he didn't know what was going on, he knew that Badali must have gotten some fresh weapon. And it is very likely to come from the Ming Dynasty.

Hudun Rabbit was right, Badali's vitality did come from the Ming Dynasty.

Or rather, the weapon carried by the 1,000 soldiers of the Beijing battalion sent by Zhu Youzhen, modeled after the heavy machine gun made by Makqin: Pyro

Chongzhen four-three-three-zero

To be precise, it is modeled after the PM1910 created by Russia on the Makqin model.

There are not many of them, only two hundred.

At this moment, they were lined up in a group of five, controlling heavy machine guns and spraying peanuts at the sweating cavalry thousands of kilometers away.

With a theoretical rate of fire of 600 rounds per minute, the bullets fired rained down on the sweating cavalry who charged with knives.

Screams came from afar.

Badali stood behind a small team, stunned as he looked at Chongzhen 4330, who was frantically spewing tongues of fire, and listened to the screams coming from nearly two miles away. Sticky

My mind went blank.

It took a long time for a question to pop into his mind.

Cavalry, what else is the use?