Huang Taiji entered the Veritas this time to cooperate with the refugees and thieves to commit sabotage, but he just wanted to make the Ming Dynasty continue to lose blood. Unexpectedly, he found that this country had become vulnerable.

Now in this country, only "that person" can pose some threat to my Jurchen army, and others are not worth worrying about.

Ye Qiu's appearance appeared in Huang Taiji's mind.

In the past year, the Jurchens have also fought with Ye Qiu's Ningyuan army several times, and regardless of the outcome, they have suffered a considerable loss every time.

The most important thing is that Ning Yuan's soldiers seemed to be getting stronger and stronger as they fought. The fear of the Jurchen warriors disappeared in repeated battles, which Huang Taiji didn't want to see.

Fortunately, there was only one such army in the Ming Dynasty, with only 30,000 people.

It’s not that Ye Qiu didn’t want to raise more soldiers. The problem is that although the court killed Yuan Chonghuan, it did not set up a governor of Ji Liao, but sent several military supervisors to Ye Qiu’s army and strictly controlled the money and weapons distributed to the army.

The Liao pay that originally had tens of millions of dollars a year was now gone, and most of it was embezzled by the imperial court to fight refugees.

The problem is that the more refugees fight, the more they fight.

Ye Qiu didn't care much, but Feng Hu and Ye E had a lot of opinions and often complained.

This time, the Jurchens broke the barrier again, and the two of them were mostly happy.

Let the court see our combat effectiveness. Only by investing the money in Ningyuan is the best choice!

The two of them thought excitedly.

...

Horse hooves were gushing, hundreds of Jurchens rode down the wind.

During the marching for several days, they encountered some Ming troops. Although they had only a few hundred people, these Ming troops still fled when they saw it and did not dare to fight.

Everyone's assessment of Ming people's combat effectiveness has dropped to a higher level again, or they are no longer treated as army, which is no different from those cattle and sheep that were driven away.

The Jurchens were no longer afraid. They swept through villages like a strong wind, and what remained behind them were broken houses, dripping blood, and strange-shaped corpses.

The Jurchen recruits who entered the pass for the first time had already completed their psychological construction magically and quickly, and began to find pleasure from the killing of Ming people.

Suddenly, a group of Ming cavalry appeared in front of him.

These Ming cavalrymen were of the same size as theirs, wearing excellent cowhide armor, and looked exactly the same as the Ming army they had encountered before.

The Jurchen soldiers did not be vigilant, but instead rushed over with their eyes shining with strange screams.

The battles with the wind have become more and more inertia. According to past experience, these Ming troops should have begun to escape at this moment.

But then they found that the Ming army in front of them not only did not escape, but rushed towards them instead.

"Is this here to die?" The leading Jurchen general was overjoyed. He was tired of killing the Ming people who had not resisted. This time he would kill a few more Ming soldiers' heads.

Two black lines that were not too long were gradually approaching, and there was no doubt that bows and arrows were the first weapons to be used in cavalry warfare.

A sound of bows sounded, and the Jurchens and Mingren on both sides raised the bows and arrows in their hands almost at the same time.

The Ming cavalry did not have any advantage in bows and arrows, because they were facing the elite Jurchen cavalry, and the bows and arrows in their hands were even more sophisticated than those in the Ming army.

After a buzzing sound, arrows intersected in the air and then fell with a sharp sound of wind.

The sound of breaking through the air is creepy.

As the sound of the flesh puff puff puff puff puff puff, the unlucky guy kept screaming and falling off the horse. The war horse rolled to the ground in a whine, causing a series of broken bones.

This is the symphony that belongs to war alone, surging and cruel.

After the baptism of arrows, the sound of the Ming army drew swords, and even the sound of the rumbling horse hooves were covered.

The rising sun shines on the shiny steel knives, crossing the horse's back, and long arc-shaped blades extend out, reflecting a cold light.

The Jurchens raised weapons such as maces, iron spears, long axes, etc.

The two groups of soldiers from different camps, holding weapons, as if they had agreed, crossed in a gallop.

Feng Hu, who was in front of the Ming army, was the only one who used a spear.

That's right, this Ming cavalry is the Ningyuan army.

There was almost no sound of the collision of weapons, all of which were echoing the sound of the flesh entering the body. Blood immediately splattered, the broken limbs and arms flew across, and countless figures screamed and fell down at this moment.

The confrontation in galloping made the battle short and fierce. In more than ten breaths, the two teams of knights had completed the first wave of competition.

As an arrow, Feng Hu's body was stained with spots of blood, and a long hole was cut in the armor under his ribs, but it was not hurting his flesh.

Feng Hu, who has practiced the method of observing the mind of Kūkai, has far surpassed ordinary people in terms of reaction speed and strength, and with the addition of true qi, he can be unscathed in such a chaotic army.

He didn't care whether he was injured or injured, nor did he have time to count the casualties. He roared and drew an arc, and turned around and led the people to rush forward again.

The battle between the Ming people or Ningyuan Army and the Jurchens was to fight to the death without any room. Every Ningyuan Army soldier had relatives and comrades died at the hands of the Jurchens, and he was a life-and-death revenge with the Jurchens.

The Jurchens were not outdone. Moreover, with their extremely skilled equestrian skills, they took less time to turn, which also allowed them to accelerate more, faster, and more sharply attacks.

Another wave of charges, two teams of cavalry, with heavy casualties, passed by again.

This time, Feng Hu was still unscathed. His years of exercise and keen reaction nerves made him feel like a fish in water in cavalry battles. At this time, he had pierced six enemies in succession.

Although this record is not as good as that of Ye Qiu, he is one of the few generals.

Without hesitation, he rode his horse back and rushed towards the Jurchen cavalry who had only half left.

The Jurchens were shocked. The fighting will of this Ming army was beyond their expectations.

The Jurchen general led by the head was shot three times. The shot was left by Feng Hu. Although it did not kill him, it also hurt him very much.

The Ming army on the opposite side rushed over again, but the Jurchens were a little hesitant, but they could no longer retreat at this moment, otherwise they would be chased to death.

"Kill!" He roared wildly, held up his axe, and rushed forward towards the Ming army.

Feng Hu lowered his body, stared at the leading Jurchen general with narrow eyes. He just asked this person to avoid the key points and failed to complete the kill, which made him feel quite unhappy.

puff!

The spear pierced into the flesh, and the Jurchen general was raised high, bringing out a bunch of blood.

Feng Hu finally killed the opponent.

This time, Feng Hu waved his spear and turned around again. He saw the back of the Jurchens fleeing in a hurry. There were only thirty people left.

"Chase!"
Chapter completed!