What does the Eight Banners mean? This guerrilla general is clear about it. There are at least twenty Niulu for a banner, three hundred people for a banner, and there are a lot of others. In addition, there are at least tens of thousands of people for a banner, and this is the smallest flag. If the most Zhenghuang Banner is, it will have to be more than doubled.

Why are tens of thousands of Jiannu attacking me, a small Dalinghe Fort? As long as they come, thousands of people will be guaranteed to stay in this fort honestly and not go out.

With a fixed mindset, the guerrilla general thought that the tiger was wrong. Although his nose was so good, he could feel that Jiannu was already very powerful and could not smell the number. Tens of thousands of troops set out, and smoke and dust rolled in several miles away. OK, do you see anything unusual in the distance? It was obvious that it was calm.

According to this season, it must be difficult for Jiannu to come out to build grass valleys. They will retreat by holding on for a few days.

However, after a stick of incense, suddenly a man and a horse ran quickly towards Daling River Fort in the distance.

"General, look at what that is! It seems to be my Ming soldiers!" A soldier next to him pointed at the running soldiers and shouted loudly.

This sound made the guerrilla ears buzz. He wanted to throw the loud voice of his subordinate next to him down the city wall and tell him that I knew it was my Ming soldier! I had eyes! I was not blind!

"The general is Jiannu!" Before his left ear could recover, his right ear was then damaged by a bigger voice.

The guerrillas almost ran away, and they wanted to pull this Qiang General out and beat a hundred military sticks.

Sure enough, in this era when roaring is the most common, the higher the position of military officers, the louder they are, the louder they are, otherwise they will be too many under their command to be heard.

Guerrilla pressed the anger in his heart and looked forward. Sure enough, several Jiannu had already appeared in the distance. They were opening their bows and shooting arrows at the escaped Ming soldiers. Fortunately, the distance was relatively far, and the horses were running at high speed and fluctuating, so the arrows kept flying by the Ming soldiers, but did not hit him.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" The Ming soldier who was running wildly was delighted when he saw the sharp city wall in the distance. He accelerated to whip up and sat down the horse, hoping that it could run faster, and as long as he entered the city wall, he would be saved.

It’s a pity that God didn’t seem to hear his wish, and Jiannu, who was chasing him behind him, was getting closer and closer.

He rode two horses one by one, and he could change another one if he was tired, but he was only one. The horse was already exhausted after such a long high-speed raid and foamed in his mouth.

call out!

An arrow rubbed straight through his shoulders, bringing out a piece of red liquid.

"Ah!" The soldier covered his shoulders with a piece of meat. When he looked back, he was shocked. Jiannu was only fifty steps away from him, and his accuracy was getting more and more accurate. If this continues, he will definitely not be able to run down the city wall.

"That Nanman over there! Be prepared to die! Please let me give you an arrow! Hahaha!"

"The useless Nanman, a cowardly lamb! You can't escape! Death!" One of the Jiannu said, then opened his bow, drew out a feather arrow and pointed it at the Ming soldier, smiling with a grim look on his face.

The soldiers could already hear the sound behind clearly, but he did not look back. He was now focused on running out.

However, the soldiers could already feel that the horse's posture was really not good. They ran slower and slower, and they couldn't help but turn around while whipping the horse's skin. With the fierce whip, the thick skin of the horse had turned into blood marks, just as a fierce whip could increase the horse's speed.

It’s a pity that all this was delusion. A feather arrow flew straight towards him. I don’t know if it was God’s favor or something. Just as he waved his whip hard, the feather arrow was aimed at his back and shot it into his shoulders. The arrow directly drilled out of his shoulders for more than a foot.

"Ah!" The Ming soldiers almost fell off their horse with a scream.

A violent laugh came from behind when he looked at his miserable appearance.

The soldier looked at the arrow point and felt a sense of heart. He broke the arrow shaft directly and used the arrow to cut a hole in the horse's skin. Suddenly, the red liquid flowed down, and the horse's roar increased speed a lot.

The soldier touched the mane behind the horse with tears in his eyes. He knew that the old friend who had been with him for many years was going to die for him today.

On the walls of Dalinghe Fort, the guerrilla generals and a group of people all looked at the cavalry in front of them with their hearts in their throats.

Seeing them staring at their eyes wide and not daring to blink, they gritted their teeth and were fully focused, wishing they could break out of the city and kill those arrogant Jiannu off their horses. It’s a pity that they are all infantrymen without horses to fight.

There are still five hundred steps, and the last five hundred steps! As long as you run in, we can save you!

Guerrilla slapped the city wall anxiously, and he also wanted to save the Ming army brother.

Suddenly, the ground horse could not hold on and fell to the ground, but fortunately, God was still kind-hearted, and the Ming soldier was just about to rush under the city wall.

However, the soldier was injured at this time, and was thrown like this and then lying on the ground and unable to get up.

Seeing this, the Jiannu cavalry approached with a grim smile. He pulled out his knife and wanted to cut off the head of the damn Nanman himself. He had been chasing him for so long, so he would use his head as a wine glass!

Guerrilla watched these Jiannu enter the city wall within 400 steps and immediately ordered the crossbow to shoot arrows.

So two crossbows, six infant arms, were shot at Jiannu and fired them out.

"Swoosh!Swoosh!"

A Jiannu was instantly shot through a huge crossbow arrow and was nailed to the ground like a candied haws.

The city gate was opened, and a team of thirty-person crossbowmen rushed out, running and aiming at the Jiannu.

The leader saw that he really couldn't get any advantage this time, so he whistled and quickly turned his horse's head with a few subordinates and ran towards the direction he came.

The soldier looked up and immediately collapsed on the ground. He was saved, really saved...

Thirty crossbowmen protected him into Daling River Fort.

The guerrillas came down and grabbed the soldier and asked, "What happened to this brother?"

The soldier responded while being bandaged and stopped bleeding: "General, I am a subordinate of Jinzhou Tanma Camp. I found a large brigade of Jiannu soldiers coming here in front. I hope the general will prepare early."
Chapter completed!