Chief Qian Li Changsheng had just finished his instructions, and everyone responded in unison, preparing to fight again.
Sentinel Wan Guangjin came forward. He looked at Li Changsheng and said solemnly: "Master Li, I think it's better for you to go to the third row to hold the battle. Master Li, although you are our Chief Qian, today I am my boss."
When the left sentry goes into battle, you can't ask me, the sentry officer, to hold the battle from behind!"
Team leader Liu Shouzhu also saw the look Wan Guangjin gave him, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "That's right. I'm on the left sentry duty today. It's my turn to lead the charge in the first row, and Wan Ye, you are in the second row."
Mr. Li is best at leading the formation in the third row."
At this time, everyone around them nodded in agreement: "That's right, how can Shangguan personally lead the charge? Our Tiger Guard Camp is not into this kind of thing."
"Master Li should learn from the master general and never venture into danger lightly, so that we can feel more at ease when fighting slaves."
Wan Guangjin glanced at Li Changsheng again. Although Li Changsheng had been following Zhang Cheng, he didn't have much contact with him.
However, after returning from the reinforcement campaign in Henan, his troops were transferred to the Huwei Camp, and he fought side by side with Li Changsheng. Before entering Liaoning, they had gone deep into Liaodong sentry reconnaissance together many times. After many years, he had actually been
Consider him his younger brother.
He said in a deep voice: "I will take command of the first row, and go to the second row to hold the post. Mr. Xie, please go to the third row to hold the line for me!"
The rest of the people also came forward and tried to persuade Li Changsheng, while pushing Li Changsheng to the back.
Feeling the love and care from all the brothers and looking at their sincere eyes, Li Changsheng was moved in his heart.
In fact, everyone knows that leading a charge on the first level is the most dangerous, but these brothers left the safe place to themselves.
Although he was moved in his heart, he had always been careless among his brothers and was not good at expressing his emotions. He just cursed angrily: "You brat, you dare to push me aside, Lao Li, you are really lawless."
, there is no superior official!"
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In the wilderness, the Ming Dynasty Xuanbei Army's Huwei camp sentries and the Qing army's Manchurian Zhenghuang Banner sentry riders once again drew their horses and looked at each other, as if they might launch a charge at any time.
They are looking at each other ferociously at this moment. They are both the most elite warriors of this era. They are both determined to fight to the death. They all bury the fear in their hearts deeply. Their skills are also the most elite of this era.
outstanding.
At this moment, they all formed a horizontal formation in unison, intending to have a real knight battle!
The Qing army's Zhenghuang Banner Sentinels were also arranged in three horizontal rows, with more than ten people in each row, with the knights in vests in front, and the remaining Baya La soldiers and Gebushe Xian soldiers holding down the formation in the back two rows.
Dasu Zhangjing held a tiger spear in his hand. He looked at the Ming army opposite him with a gloomy expression. He had been invincible since the Ming army, and he really didn't believe that he would be defeated in the hands of the Nanmanzi opposite.
Li Changsheng held the horse's reins, his sexy moustache occasionally twitching.
His expression was full of confidence. Since the Xuanbei Army formed an army, it has been victorious in fighting for the king, suppressing bandits, destroying bandits, and calming the people. Wherever the flag is pointed, all the ugliness of the group has been wiped out.
So what if he is stronger than the Tartars?
It is destined to be the same today!
Suddenly, the generals of both sides shouted loudly at the same time. Immediately afterwards, the sentinels of both sides also roared and screamed. They all raised their weapons and galloped forward.
One party shouted: "Kill all the Tatars!"
One party shouted: "Kill all the nasty Nikans!"
The sound of iron hoofs rumbled and deafened, and smoke and dust filled the sky.
The two most elite armored armies of this era, like a torrent, brought up large clouds of smoke and dust, and crashed headlong into the opponent's formation.
In fact, the two sides are not too far apart, and soon they will collide hard!
Li Changsheng, who was in the third row, rolled in with the Ye Bu Sui soldiers. The two rows of Ye Bu Sui in front, when they were almost thirty steps away from the captives, all raised the short blunderbuss in their left hands.
The Zhenghuang Banner sentry cavalry rushing from the opposite side, most of them in the first and second rows in front were horseback soldiers of the Qing cavalry. From a distance, they could see the Ming army on the opposite side raising short muskets in unison at night.
Many of them were pale-faced and their Adam's apples rolled violently. No one would not be afraid of the Ming army's extremely sharp weapons that were kept at night.
The Tatars are no exception!
Moreover, firearms are no different from their javelins, iron bones and other throwing weapons. Their movements when launched are not obvious, unpredictable and impossible to dodge.
When the opponent pulls the trigger, the bullets will fly towards you. If you want to dodge, how can you escape in time with human abilities?
Predicting the distance between the two sides is the responsibility of Wan Guangjin, the first platoon charge sentry.
While holding the long knife in his right hand, he also held the reins, and his left hand held up his short blunderbuss. The hand holding the blunderbuss was steady and strong, motionless.
Wan Guangjin's face was as dark as water. Looking at the ferocious expressions of the Tatars across the way, he could clearly see that many of them were holding their own javelins and other throwing weapons, and they were ready to project.
It is estimated that both parties have entered the twenty-fifth step.
"beat!"
He suddenly shouted loudly, and for a moment, there was a loud sound of gunfire, and the pungent white smoke rose up. He was instantly left behind by the galloping horse.
At this moment, the Manchurian yellow flag sentry riders on the opposite side were already fully focused. After suddenly hearing the sound of cannons, they subconsciously dodged, trying to hide something in their certificates.
But how can their actions compare to bullets?
I saw bloody flowers sprouting from the bodies of the Tatars with yellow flags. They screamed and fell under their horses. Some of the horses the Tatars were riding were also hit by bullets. They were jumping wildly in pain and fright.
stand up.
In the blink of an eye, eight or nine men and horses in the first and second rows of the Tatar team, and even some of the third row of Tatar sentries, were hit by bullets, causing numerous casualties.
The Manchurian Tatar cavalry with Zhenghuang Banner, galloping forward on horseback, was immediately stagnated!
However, the two sides were already approaching in a blink of an eye, and there was no way out at this moment.
The remaining Tatar soldiers roared angrily, not to mention the remaining Tatars in the first and second rows in front, but also the Bajara and Gebusch warriors in the third row. As both sides rode closer, they also fought with all their lives.
They threw javelins, iron bones and other weapons in their hands.
The muffled sound of pain kept coming.
Most of these Tatar soldiers under Manchuria's Zhenghuang Banner used their right hands to project weapons. It is undeniable that they were very accurate and powerful.
Facing the javelins, flying axes and other objects projected towards them, Wan Guangjin and others from the Ming army turned around to dodge.
However, there are always people who fail to react in time. Next to Wan Guangjin, there was a Night Warrior who was shot directly through the chest by a javelin.
The huge inertia actually caused him to lean backwards, and he fell off the horse, making no sound again.
A flying ax whirled over and almost hit Wan Guangjin's neck. Fortunately, he dodged in time, but it cut through the armor of a night warrior behind him. The ax blade took away a large amount of flesh and blood on his arm.
The Ye Bu Shou warrior screamed and fell off his horse.
However, after he fell off the horse, he struggled to stand up again and slowly retreated backwards. It seemed that his life was not in danger.
In front of guard Zhao Xingguang's eyes, an iron-bone flower with a strange cold light penetrated the two rows of soldiers in front and shot towards the face of General Manager Li Changsheng.
This Iron Bone Duo is like a smaller version of the mace, with sharp thorns all over the hammer body, giving off a cold light.
"Roar!"
Bench let out a low roar in his throat. He saw the right opportunity and faced it hard with the tiger gun in both hands. With a "cang" sound, sparks shot out, and the spiked iron bones flew to nowhere.
The guy in the second row in front of him stayed up all night, but he didn't have the reflexes of a bench, and he happened to misjudge the direction of the weapon in front of him, and was hit by a flying ax on the left side of his neck.
"ah……"
He screamed and rolled off the horse, and the bright red blood from his neck spurted out like a fountain.
He clutched his neck tightly and struggled desperately on the ground to get up. However, blood was constantly spurting out from between his fingers. His eyes were wide open. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his eyes had gradually faded.
Confused......
Finally, he lay on the ground in a strange posture, with his hands still covering his neck, but no more blood flowed out, and he stopped struggling, as if everything was over.
There were also some soldiers and horses of the Ming army who had not collected their troops at night. They were also shot by weapons such as iron bones thrown by the Tatars. They groaned and heard the screams of their horses. Many of the soldiers who did not collect their horses at night also fell off their horses.
The throwing weapons of the Qing soldiers were very powerful at close range, and actually caused more than ten casualties to the Xuanbei Army's Ye Bushou.
Especially those in the front row suffered even more heavy casualties!
However, at this time, the two streams of iron collided head-on, and the cold and cruel melee combat between the cavalry began.
Wan Guangjin roared loudly and passed by a Tatar vest soldier.
At the moment when they passed by each other, they barely managed to avoid the stabbing thrust of the horse-armored soldier. The sword flashed past and hit the back of the horse-armored soldier's neck with the knife. It brought up a piece of blood mist and fell directly into the air.
Cut this horse-armored soldier into dust.
His chopping technique is also an important technique for long-sword swordsmanship in mounted combat. He chops forward from behind the enemy. In this way, during the battle, he will not swing the sword in the air and lose his balance, nor will the sword get stuck and become unable to be pulled out.
come out.
The sword technique of slashing people with the forward impact of the horse's speed usually involves holding the saber directly sideways. However, it is obviously not effective against an enemy wearing heavy armor.
Or when charging forward, hold the tiger spear and push it forward, and use the impact of the galloping horse to pierce the armor and injure the enemy, or stab the enemy on the opposite side off the horse.
Here, Liu Shouzhu, who was leading the second platoon, had already increased his horse speed to the maximum. He galloped forward and spotted a Tatar soldier holding a tiger-tooth knife in front of him. He used the momentum of his horse to swing the heavy hammer in his hand.
, and hit it hard.
The Tartar was also extremely strong, with a face covered with scars under a tall pointed helmet. His expression was ferocious, and he tried his best to swing the tiger-tooth knife up and down. However, he just threw an iron bone flower with his right hand.
Then he took the tiger tooth knife in his hand.
Liu Shouzhu had already charged in front of him.
These Tatars under the Zhenghuang Banner in Manchuria originally thought that the Xuanbei Army was like other Ming armies, only daring to bombard them from a distance with the power of cannons and other firearms, but not daring to fight in close combat.
That's why they dared to throw weapons with their right hands at close range.
The purpose was to use the power projected to frighten the Ming army under Li Changsheng, and then use the charge to push them back, so that they could take advantage of the situation to pursue the remaining enemies.
This is also their consistent approach when facing the Ming army!
In this moment of life and death, because he had just changed his weapon, both his strength and his prediction ability were far behind his peak state.
Even though he reacted quickly, he could no longer cooperate physically. As soon as he swung the tiger-tooth knife, Liu Shouzhu's hammer had already struck his blade heavily.
"Bang..."
With the loud noise, the Tatar's tiger's mouth burst open, and the tiger-tooth knife flew out of his hand. In his frightened eyes, Liu Shouzhu's hammer swiped his head violently.
Great head!
A big head, in an instant, was torn apart like a rotten watermelon being hit by a heavy punch, with blood and brain matter flying everywhere.
Even though Liu Shouzhu's horse quickly dodged by, some blood, flesh and brains were splashed on his head and face, and some even splashed into his roaring mouth.
It has a salty taste and a hint of sweet taste!
A thought flashed subconsciously in Liu Shouzhu's mind: I have never eaten human flesh before, so this is what it tastes like.
As if his thinking couldn't keep up with his instincts, another tiger spear came towards him. The Tatar holding the gun in front was wearing shining armor, with a carved quill stuck on the helmet tube. His eyes were fierce and cruel. He was actually a Tatar from the forward battalion.
son.
This Tatar is indeed a warrior who has fought in many battles. Both the timing and the power of the gun seem to be extremely good.
However, the only mistake he made was that he should not have used his right hand to project the weapon just now, which made his strength and prediction ability slightly different from those of the previous Tatar.
In the flash of lightning between the two horses, Liu Shouzhu staggered slightly to the side, and the long blade of the tiger spear actually knocked off the helmet felt on Liu Shouzhu's head.
However, Liu Shouzhu did not panic. He calmly and vigorously swept with his right hand at the same time. Although it was just a simple sweep, it was extremely powerful due to the galloping horse's momentum.
"boom!"
The hammer in his hand hit the right shoulder and back of the forward camp Tatar hard, making a loud cracking sound of muscles and bones, and blood spurted out from the mouth of the forward camp Tatar.
He crawled on the horse and ran forward for several steps before finally falling off the horse.
I don't know if he is alive or dead struggling on the ground, and I don't know if he regrets at this moment. In front of this Ming army, he should not have thrown the Iron Bone Flower with his right hand.
Crazy shouts, the sound of weapons clashing, the neighing of war horses, and the dying screams of soldiers on both sides continued for a long time!
This kind of fighting with cold weapons is so cruel, and the harvest of life is so fast.
However, because when the Tatar sentries rushed forward, most of them used their right hands to throw weapons. In this battle, the Xuanbei Army Ye Bushou had the upper hand.