"What kind of flag is the Ming army in the west? How many firearms are there? Infantry or horse team? Where are they from? How far is it from our army?"

The report of the whistle driver made Aba Taigang feel a little relaxed and heavier again.

The more than ten thousand Ming army in front of him gave him a great headache. If there were ten thousand Ming army with the same equipment, his own troops might not be able to withstand it.

The intention of the 20,000 Ming troops was very obvious, which was to break through the defense line they were guarding and reinforce the Ming troops who were defending the important areas of food and grass, so that the Eight Banners soldiers who came from afar would return fruitlessly.

"Back to Master Beile, the Ming army flag is Qin to the west. The musketeers have about a battalion, and there are dozens of small cannons. Except for more than a hundred horses, there are no large teams of horses! This Ming army attacked the south gate of Ningyuan City, and the brigade had already bypassed the trench, less than ten miles away from our army! However,,,,,"

"But what!? Tell me quickly!"

When Abatai heard that there were not many new Ming munitions, and there were no cannons and horses, he felt a little relaxed.

"From the weapons used by the Ming army in the west, it is almost the same as the Baigang soldiers who fought in the Hunhe River many years ago!"

"What? White Rod Soldier?! You really see clearly?"

Hearing the report from the whistleblower, Abatai raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but stumble. His already heavy mood suddenly felt a little panic for no reason and his face turned blue.

The bloody battle on the Hun River twenty-two years ago appeared before my eyes again.

Abatai, who was less than 30 years old, witnessed the strong will and super bravery of the Bai Gan Bing. Now, when he thinks about it, he is still scared.

Just when tens of thousands of Ming army were killed and fled, and the Eight Banners were powerful, the army that was fearless and fearless appeared in front of the Eight Banners soldiers.

Under the fierce shooting of the Eight Banners artillery fire, thousands of white-rod soldiers crossed the river without any long-range firepower cover. Then they arranged a strange formation on the other side of the river and launched a fierce battle with the Eight Banners soldiers who had several times of their ability.

According to the convention, the Eight Banners sent archers and elite soldiers wearing heavy armor to strike the white pole soldiers head-on, but unexpectedly they were killed by a spear with a hook on the tip of the gun.

Five hundred elite soldiers, including dozens of white-armored soldiers, were killed by the white-rod soldiers.

The white-rod soldiers used the hooks on their spears to knock the Eight Banners soldiers who had not yet approached to the ground, and then dragged them directly over. Several sharp spears stabbed them, and even the thick armor was poked several big holes, and no matter how strong the individual bravery was, they could not be used.

Seeing that the White Bar Soldiers were so powerful, the Eight Banners soldiers changed their tactics and took advantage of their huge numbers to launch a siege.

The white pole soldiers on several layers of the periphery were all covered with heavy armor weighing dozens of kilograms. The heavy arrows of the Eight Banners were powerless to do anything about this. In desperation, they had to use wheel tactics. Each banner selected warriors to take turns to fight, and only broke the formation of the white pole soldiers after paying thousands of casualties.

The battle lasted from morning to afternoon. The Baigang soldiers finally started to retreat under the exhaustion. The Baigang soldiers who were left to cover the battle with their last strength and fought to the death. In the end, hundreds of people crossed the Hunhe River and returned to the safe zone. The thousands of Baigang soldiers who fought for the Eight Banners were finally wiped out.

This battle finally made the Eight Banners Army, which had always been invincible, know that there were such brave soldiers in the Ming army, and they were scared for a long time.

Looking at the figure of the whistle riding horses away, Abataiqiang calmed down and thought for a moment, he ordered the messenger sent by Yue Tuo to send the order, "Go and report back to Prince Cheng, there is a large number of Ming troops in Ningyuan City. If too many troops are drawn from our troops, it will be difficult to resist the Ming army's attack! Now we can only send a team of 1,500 horses to go, and then send troops to the camp after our troops repel the Ming troops!"

After the messenger left, Abatailing Gerilen dispatched a 1,500 horse team to Yuetuo immediately obey the order, and then withdrew the two wings of the Ming army, who were monitoring the Ming army, and sent two thousand cavalrymen who did not go into battle to the west, harass and monitor the Baigang soldiers, and looked for opportunities to kill them.

Then he ordered again to mobilize the garrisoners to dig up the walls on the west and south sides of the original camp to strengthen the fortifications, and prepare to retreat into the camp to defend when things are inconsistent, blocking the 20,000 Ming troops outside Ningyuan City and preventing them from reinforcing the Ming troops in the important areas of food and grass.

The remaining thousands of horse teams were divided into several teams, using this wide terrain to rush around and rush to harass the 20,000 Ming troops.

Now he only thought of these solutions at the moment, hoping that Yuetuo would achieve ideal results as soon as possible.

There are nearly ten thousand Ming troops with sharp firearms on the front, and the Baigang soldiers on the west, which are feared by the Eight Banners soldiers. This time, it is probably the most difficult battle that the Qing Dynasty has encountered since its founding.

"Report to Madam! There were a large group of cavalrymen in Jiannu several miles ahead, and they should be more than two thousand cavalry!"

A probe rode to Qin Liangyu, who was riding on the horse, turned over and got off the horse and knelt down on one knee to report the report.

"I understand! Let the front army move slowly, the crossbowman follows, and encounters the enemy to join the formation and wait for an opportunity to shoot! The two wings tighten to the middle!"

The horse probing his hand received the order, and immediately got up and trotted to the front of the horse to move the saddle and stool, turned the horse's head and rode the horse and galloped away.

Qin Liangyu, who is over 60 years old, is still tall and has an iron helmet weighing ten kilograms on his head. Two long pheasant feathers on his helmet swaying in the wind. His bronze heart-protecting mirrors on his body are shiny and shiny. The tiger-skin combat boots on his feet are larger than ordinary men.

"My mother! The child wants to go to the front army to investigate the enemy's situation, and I hope his mother will be sure! Since the sixth year of Chongzhen, the child has not fought with Jiannu for five years. Now he is fighting with Jiannu outside the pass. He only hopes to kill more enemy enemies and avenge his uncle and second uncle!"

Ma Xianglin, who was behind Qin Liangyu, knocked his legs against the horse's belly. After the horse rushed to catch up with Qin Liangyu in front, Ma Xianglin immediately bowed his hand.

Qin Liangyu turned her head and looked at her majestic and handsome son, with a calm and steady left eye blindfolded, and a sense of pride in her heart arises.

Since he followed him in the first year of Tianqi, he led his Baigang soldiers to support Liaodong, and has been beloved sons have led his army to fight with Jiannu, She Chongming rebels, and bandits in the territory for more than a hundred times. Every time he personally took the arrows and stones to charge forward. He has always been famous among the Baigang soldiers, and has been deeply respected by the soldiers and has the reputation of being a one-eyed horse.

"My son, go and replace Zuo Ming back. After all, he has never fought with Jiannu. If the details are unknown, I am afraid he will suffer a loss. If the enemy is strong, my son should not blindly rush forward!"

Qin Liangyu looked at Ma Xianglin with loving eyes, without giving too many advice.

The son, who is both civil and military, has been through a long battle formation and is brave and brave. If it weren't for being shot and injured by Jiannu in the first year of the weather, then the reputation of the Dragon and Silver Spear Ma Chao in the army at that time would not have become a one-eyed horse.

"Boy receives the order!"

After Ma Xianglin, wearing black mail, saluted his mother, he galloped forward with more than a dozen personal soldiers.

The leader of two thousand men as the vanguard was Qin Liangyu's nephew Qin Zuoming. After receiving Qin Liangyu's order, he immediately ordered the entire army to slow down and wait for the infantry two miles behind him to follow.

The chaotic sound of horse hooves came from behind, and in a short while, Ma Xianglin rushed up.

"Third brother! I'll take over you! Go back to the Central Army and standby!"

Seeing Ma Xianglin coming from the central army, Qin Zuo knew that his fifth brother was already itchy, and he smiled with an easy-going personality, "Fifth brother, the opposite side is full of Jiannu Horse Team, you should not go too far! Let's go back first!"

"Sister third brother! I'm not a reckless person!"

Qin Zuoming didn't say much, smiled and bowed goodbye to Ma Xianglin, and rushed towards the central army with a few personal soldiers.

After Qin Zuoming left, Ma Xianglin led his personal soldiers to attack the horse and came to the front of the team to wait and see.

More than a hundred steps ahead, dozens of Qing soldiers were galloping back and forth, watching the formation of the white-sling soldiers unscrupulously. Several cavalry and even rode horses to face the white-sling soldiers.

Relying on their skillful riding skills, these cavalrymen of the Eight Banners ran fifty or sixty steps away from Ma Xianglin and began to perform provocatively.

Either they hid in the stirrups, or they stood on the running and bumpy horses, or they held a soft bow and shot arrows from the galloping war horses at Ma Xianglin and others. The Qing cavalry not far away were laughing and watching the people making noise, and they cheered and scolded from time to time.

Ma Xianglin looked at the Qing army calmly, feeling the changes in wind speed and direction.

Then he reached out and slowly took off the powerful bow with one stone, which was slanted on his back, then pulled out a long three-edged arrow from the quiver and placed it on the string. He suddenly shouted with an angry look, and then the bow opened like a full moon, the arrow went like a meteor, and the long arrow flew towards the Qing army nearly sixty steps away with a strong wind and lightning.
Chapter completed!