? Chapter 351: The Temptation Squad of the Annihilation

There was nothing to say all night, and only the occasional gunshots rang out, which made people feel that the camp of the Fengzi battalion had always maintained a high degree of vigilance, and as for the officers and soldiers who were not on duty and were ordered to rest, after being awakened by the gunshots, they muttered a few words, cursed a few words about the tartars, turned over again, and then went to sleep.

When the sky was slightly bright, Hu Guangzai quietly 'touched' out with the consent of Xiaoqi Chen Zhong and went to check outside. The bloodstains and indentations in the grass proved that the muffled hum he had heard last night was not an illusion at all, but he had not seen any corpses except bloodstains.

He returned to the camp and said to his brothers, everyone was a little silent, and the forbearance of these Tartars was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, and on this basis alone, these Tartars could not be regarded as a rabble.

On the third day of the fourth month, 'yin'.

The first real battle between the Fengzi Battalion and the Qing Dynasty kicked off on this day, and on this day, the commanders of both sides, whether it was Wakda or Zhao Gui, neither of them realized that the battle that took place on this day would eventually lead to a national war.

The only thing to be thankful for is that this time, the information of the two sides is symmetrical, and there will not be a situation like Dolgon, who lost thousands of soldiers and horses, and even the final opponent is still uncertain. In this respect, Wakda was much luckier than his uncle.

The battle came as scheduled.

When Wakda and his men appeared in the field of vision of the lookout of the Wind Word Camp, the Wind Word Camp had just had breakfast. Although it is just some 'meat' soup with dry food to fill the belly, but everyone eats very carefully, everyone knows that the next will be a vicious battle, after eating this meal, perhaps, many people will never be able to eat the next meal, to this battlefield, the question of life and death, is no longer something they can grasp.

Dozens of horses, with ropes, driven by the knights on the horses, exerted their strength together, and the camp fence that had been built hard yesterday fell to the ground with a bang under their dragging, and behind the fence, a group of officers and soldiers of the Fengzi battalion stood solemnly.

"This group of Ming soldiers is really crazy!" Beside Wakda, a staff leader smiled dumbly.

In the face of them, who were mainly cavalry, when the war began, without waiting for their enemies to make a move, they first dismantled the only camp they could rely on, this kind of behavior, in his opinion, the generals of this group of Ming troops were either an idiot or a madman.

Is it hard for him to think that with the flesh and blood of these foot soldiers, he can compete with thousands of troops? Or did he not need to know at all that at this moment, the safest way for him to deal with the cavalry that came and went like the wind was to rely on the camp and use their supposedly sharp firearms to resist stubbornly?

However, this is just his personal thoughts, Wakda next to him does not think so, and Bush, who was sent to the forefront by Wakda, does not think so.

Wakda saw the other party's move, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, he could be 100% sure that the other party's generals were not idiots, then, such a move, for him, it would be an insult and a provocation. However, in any case, the other party dares to make such a move, it is based on strong confidence in its own army.

There are more than 300 soldiers by Bush's side, this is the last strength he can gather, he doesn't want to cut off Bushikala's bloodline because of his carelessness, even if he dies here today, the 'women' and children of his tribe will return to the place where they live in the Changbai Mountains under the protection of another part of the soldiers, to continue the incense bloodline.

Will you die in battle? Bush 'licked' his somewhat dry lips and lips, and looked at the battle formation in front of him walking out with neat steps, and the spears in the hands of those soldiers, even if they did not have the 'shooting' of their eyes, were still flashing with the light of the forest. And his experience told him that in the face of this more Ming army than that day, if he was ordered not to retreat, his cavalry could not cut through the battle formation of these soldiers with spears, then ...... He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"I've never seen such a formation, it's a little weird!" The staff leader beside Wakda looked at the three large phalanxes in front of him in a zigzag shape and the enemy cavalry wandering on the flank of the guideline, and his face couldn't help but change from banter to a little dignified. He is also an old man, and he will not be unclear about what these foot soldiers, marching in a neat line, mean.

"You go try them!" Wakda ordered with a blank face.

The commander of the staff received the order, reined in the horse's head, and ran towards his own team, and without much effort, a cavalry of more than 100 people, separated from the brigade, rushed towards the right flank of the Fengzi battalion.

On the side of the Fengzi battalion, seeing the other party's tentative move, there was also movement, and with Zhao Gui's order, a cavalry on the right flank greeted it without showing weakness. In terms of numbers, this cavalry is about the same as the number of the other party.

This is a test before the battle, and it is also the best means to show military prestige and boost morale. The foot soldiers of the Wind Word Battalion stopped and confronted the cavalry of Wakda from afar, and in the middle of them, two horsemen and horses were approaching rapidly, and everyone's eyes were 'shooting' on them.

The first to fall off their horses was the knights of the horse team of the Fengzi battalion, and when the two cavalry were close to a certain distance, the Tartar cavalry had already tightened their bowstrings, and almost at the same time they loosened, and in the middle of the hundreds, like a swarm of locusts rising from the galloping horses, pounced towards the opposite cavalry.

Their distance, angle, and timing were very well controlled, although they saw the opponent's arrows, and the knights of the horse team of the Wind Battalion increased their speed, but the rain of arrows still fell in the rear team of the knights of the Wind Battalion, and suddenly a dozen or so knights were swept off their horses.

In the array of Tartars, there was a burst of cheers, riding 'shooting' Wushuang, referring to these warriors in the flag, standing in the ground 'shooting' arrows, each of them will, but on the back of such a fast running horse, the heavy bow is played so skillfully, fiercely, and accurately, it is not something that ordinary people can play.

In the array of the wind word battalion, there was silence, and the comrades who fell off their horses were uncertain about their life and death, but that was no longer the point, their eyes were staring at the two horse teams that were approaching rapidly, they knew that even if these soldiers who fell off their horses were only injured and not dead, but if their own horse team lost, what was waiting for them was just a mending knife on the facial expressions of the other horsemen, and the comrades who were far away from the battle formation could only watch all this, powerless.

Fifty steps, forty steps, seeing the cavalry gradually approaching, the foot soldiers of the Fengzi battalion, my heart rose to my throat. The speed of the horse team is destined to the Tartars can only send out one arrow, and those who can send out two arrows are already an outlier, but they know that they are very thin, but they know very well that the black iron rod in the hand of the horse team is not a burning stick, as long as it is within ten steps, these swarthy short fire guns will sound out, and when the opponent's cavalry spear and sharp blade are far from touching them, they will knock the opponent off the horse.

The two horse teams, thinking of the two 'rapid' currents, finally collided together, and the sound of the fire gun they were expecting also lived up to expectations.

The rain of arrows that the Tartars had just 'shot', and the white smoke rising from the 'intersection' of the two horse teams at this moment, was nothing more than a small thing, it was not smoke, it was simply a fog that appeared out of thin air, in this fog, people kept falling off their horses, and the neighing of horses, the shouts of people and the collision of weapons that everyone took for granted, were all covered up by this continuous roar.

From the contact between the two cavalry armies, to the 'crossing' of the staggered, to the 'handover' of each of the horses, how long was the time during this period, ten fingers, twenty fingers, no one has calculated this time. All the people stared at the situation in the field, the wind brought by the galloping horses blew, blowing away the white mist, and the situation on the battlefield was presented in front of everyone.

The number of knights in the Fengzi Battalion has not decreased much, but the Eight Banners cavalry at the other end is a big surprise. Before the contact, no one had lost the Eight Banners cavalry who did not have an empty horse, and at this moment there were few empty horses, several empty horses that had lost their owners, and they were running around in panic, and the Eight Banners cavalry, who were still sitting on horseback and turning the formation, did not even have half of the number just now.

"Good!" The overwhelming cheers rang out from the foot soldiers of the Fengzi battalion, this is really fucking relieving, aren't you a 'forced' archer and arrow bull'? can 'force' our firearms, this is still a face, and another face, I'm afraid that if it's this Tartar cavalry, there won't be a few people left.

Wakda's face was a little ugly, these people were lost there, the opponent's combat power, no, it should be said that the opponent's cavalry, could also use fire guns on horses, which reminded him of what Bush said. "Liaodong Iron Cavalry?" Could this really be the soldier and horse left by Yuan Manzi? In the whole world, only that soldier and horse used firearms shamelessly when the cavalry was fighting.

"Tell Bush to prepare to charge the opponent's foot soldiers!" He didn't have to look at the situation anymore, "Tell those North Koreans in the back to get out, and those slaves to get out, and now, it's time to use them!" ”

On the other side, Zhao Gui's face also slightly 'revealed' a smile, this horse team is worthy of being piled up with silver by adults, it really gives people a long face, and it has lost less than twenty people, so they have killed all of this tartar, although these guys in the horse team, arrogantly showing off their might in front of the battle, are a little too much. However, this is still within the scope of his tolerance, and the victor, shouldn't he be greeted with cheers? This is the glory of the warriors! can do all kinds of things that hit each other, these kids, even if they are excessive, he just looks at them with a smile.

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