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Chapter 612 One Hundred Thousand Ambush and Killing Array(2/2)

Several huge flags were raised in Zhangqiu City.

There are nine big flags, the middle one has the sun, moon and stars on it, which is the Three-Chen Flag.

In Zhangqiu City, the gentry Li Jinming and his family were helping to prepare bandages, gauze, etc. When he looked up and saw the nine flags raised, he couldn't help but said to the clan members, "Look, there are nine flags in China, and the chief minister is in charge of the nine flags."

The names of things, each with its own genus, are used to deal with state affairs.

The sun and the moon are constant, the dragon is the flag, the silk is the zhan, the silk is the object, the bear and the tiger are the flag, the bird and the falcon are the flag, the turtle and the snake are the flag, the whole feather is the flag, and the separated feathers are the flag.

Wang Jian Dachang, Wang painted the sun and the moon, which resembles the brightness of the sky. The sage is as bright as the sun and the moon, so the banners depict the sun and the moon.

Dachang painted the sun and moon, as well as stars, the Emperor's banner, the sun, moon and stars."

The nine flags stand side by side, which is more majestic than the Jinwu banner in the emperor's guard of honor in the Song Dynasty or the nine white banners of Genghis Khan. It not only represents the emperor, but also represents the country.

Behind the sun, moon and star flags, there are dragon flags, bears and tigers, eagles and falcons, turtles and snakes.

Five-color streamers, flying dragon edges, and flame patterns.

During the Wanli Dynasty, the five-sided flag and the flag were combined into one and became the five-sided flag for the emperor's ceremonial guard.

Today, set up nine flags.

Nine flags stand high at the top of Zhangqiu's city.

All the troops on the battlefield came out in unison.

The Qing army was exhausted. Seeing this ambush from all sides, they were all panicked and frightened.

"Your Majesty, you can't stay here for long, leave!"

Several Eight Banners generals grabbed Boluo's reins. They also saw Tu Lai hanging on a bamboo pole in the Ming army's camp. They also saw the Ming troops fighting from all sides, especially the Ming troops fighting from the mountains on both sides of the camp.

The army didn't know it was being ambushed.

This battle couldn't be fought. They had traveled a long way and were tired and tired. As a result, the most elite forward cavalry had suffered heavy casualties. More than 10,000 of them were pulled into a long snake formation, and now they were cut off. They couldn't even turn around to reorganize the army.

It's too late.

If they fight like this, they will be defeated.

They might even be annihilated here.

"Your Majesty, break out of the encirclement quickly."

Bolo gritted his teeth. It was too late to break through at this time. Both men and horses were tired. Even if they ran, they couldn't outrun the Ming army. What's more, where to run?

But looking around, he understood with rich experience that the Ming army had dug a big hole here. At least three or four towns, or even the elites of the imperial camp from the fourth and fifth towns were ambushing him. His company, Yu Ding and his coated minions,

There are tens of thousands of people and it is not enough to fill this whole place.

If he had more than 10,000 full troops two years earlier, he would not be afraid even if he faced 40,000 to 50,000 Ming troops.

But now, he knew that the Ming army on the opposite side was extraordinary.

While he was still hesitating, the Ming army rushing down from Girl Mountain had already cut off Bolo's subsequent team.

Thousands of fine cavalry came out from behind Zhangqiu City and galloped over. Their breastplates were shining brightly and were extremely fine.

"Blow the trumpet, pick up the troops here, turn around and fight back, join the rear team, fight and retreat, and return to Jinan!" Bolo finally made up his mind.

Since you can't defeat it, retreat quickly.

There is a lot of unwillingness and desolation in the whistling Tatar trumpets.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bolo personally led the troops to the rear and supported Tu Lai's men who had collapsed to retreat and break out. How ferocious they were when they came here before, now they are so embarrassed when they retreat and escape.

After a great battle, less than two-thirds of the three thousand cavalry were left, and the loss exceeded a thousand cavalry.

"Zhao Xiaolou!"

"Captain, I'm here,"

"You're not dead yet. If you're not dead, get up quickly."

Team leader Li Baoquan shouted in a hoarse voice, "Everyone who is alive, come here and sign up."

"Team President Li Baoquan!"

"Zhao Xiaolou, the musketeer!"

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There are no other sounds.

There are twelve people in their team, and only two people are left to sign up.

The team manager shouted sadly, "Is there anyone else?"

He shouted several times.

"Team, team deputy...Liu...Maochun is here!"

Surprised, Zhao Xiaolou dug into the pile of dead people and pulled out the blood-soaked Deputy Liu, "Liu Captain, you are not dead yet."

"Well, I still have breath. Help me up. I can still fight."

"Liu Captain, the Tatars have been defeated and are escaping."

"Oh, we won," Captain Liu tried his best to open his eyes, but he was too seriously injured and fainted again when he tilted his head.

"Team Liu, Captain Liu." Zhao Xiaolou hugged him and shouted.

"Stop shouting. He's not dead, but he's about to die. Hurry up and bandage up Deputy Liu."

After the two searched for it, they found three more who were alive, all of whom were seriously injured and unconscious. The remaining six had completely lost their voices. Zhao Tiezhu suffered the worst, being stabbed to death by a Tatar cavalry, and his head was trampled by a horse's hoof.

Half of his body was dead. The rough guy who was always complaining kept shouting that he wanted to fight and make meritorious deeds. However, this was his first real war, but he ended up losing it.

They sent out eight teams of people, but in the end there were less than thirty left, and almost all of them were injured.

The injured battalion commander came over and said, "Everyone who can still move, gather with me and continue the pursuit. The battle is not over yet, hurry up."
Chapter completed!
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