Dorondo has fallen into a trap!

He was not the only one to fall in, half of the thirty white-armored soldiers following him also fell into the pit.

Of course, these pits were dug by Shi Kefa. It was not that Shi Kefa was clever, but that Shi Kefa followed the standard city defense methods copied from "General Martial Arts", "City Defense Records", and "Xiangyang City Defense Records"

.In the Song Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty before that, city defense battles started with digging pits for horses and pits for people... Shi Kefa was a master of learning. Of course, he had to apply what he learned, so he let his subordinates follow the example of the Song Dynasty.

According to the standards, many traps were dug outside Zunhua City!

Not only were there horse pits, but also many wooden caltrops, iron caltrops, ground thorns, crotch hoofs and antler trees were built. Near the city gate, many pits were dug that were five feet long, three feet wide and four feet deep.

Horse pits. In other places, wooden caltrops, iron caltrops, ground thorns, crotch hoofs and staghorn trees were laid out. Among them, the burdocks, crotch hoofs and staghorn trees were partially buried in the soil, making it very troublesome to clean.

Wood and iron caltrops were scattered on both sides of the moat and at the bottom of the water.

If they don’t fill up the pit where the horse was trapped, if they don’t pull out the stag and horn trees, and if they don’t pick up all the wood and iron caltrops in the moat, then the Jin army can’t even touch the city wall of Zunhua!

And to do all these bits and pieces... the crossbow placed at the top of Zunhua City is no joke!

"Oooooo..."

This is the Manchurian warrior Dolondo howling! He is not dead yet. How could the Manchurian Batulu warrior die so easily? Wasn't it just that a hole was poked in his thigh with a sharpened bamboo pole, and a lot of blood flowed out?

Really? Duo Yongzi was unequivocal. He howled and pulled out the injured thigh...the blood was still flowing! Duo Yongyong quickly tore a piece of cloth out from under his cloth mask and used all his strength.

, endured the severe pain, and tied the root of the thigh firmly.

Seeing that the blood had been temporarily stopped, the warriors picked up their spears, gritted their teeth and crawled out of the horse pit. After finally crawling out, they stood up with their spears in hand, and then turned towards the Ming army.

Looking over there, I saw that the Ming army, which was in chaos just now, had already formed its formation, with swords and shields in front and spears behind, and was approaching towards them with howls and screams.

Many warriors looked around. Half of the people on their side had fallen into the pit. A few had climbed out, all with injuries. The rest did not dare to rush. They all sat on their horses and fired arrows. But the Ming army

Everyone around them had armor, and the sword and shield bearers in front all raised their swallow-tail cards. Shooting arrows at them seemed to have no effect.

By this time, Duolongduo also saw that the Ming army in Zunhua was a tough opponent, and the civil servant guarding the city was also insidious. He would pretend to be a softie to lure the enemy, and would also dig holes to harm people. How insidious!

The three Belles must be careful!

Thinking of this, Dorondo howled: "Retreat... We can't fight them under the city!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Ming Saber Shieldman in front suddenly dropped his arrow-proof swallowtail card, and everyone had a short spear in hand!

Is this a javelin?

Dorondo looked a little dumbfounded. What was this Ming army doing? Why didn't they use firecrackers? Where were their three-eye explosive guns? Why didn't they take them out? Why did they just throw javelins? You don't know how powerful javelins are.

Out of date?

Although the javelin is outdated, it will not explode! And its lethality at close range is still very guaranteed. Of course, the premise is that the soldier who throws the javelin has really practiced it.

The training of the Ming army is becoming more and more relaxed these days. The generals only care about their own servants and don't care much about the ordinary soldiers. The ordinary soldiers only know how to pay for the army and don't know how to train well...really practice

Well, let's go to work as servants. Therefore, sword players who can throw javelins (javelins are the standard equipment of sword players) almost do not exist among the regular Ming army.

But Shi Kefa happened to be a different kind. He was a non-commissioned officer who was born in the imperial examination. How could he know what servants and soldiers were? He could only train troops according to the methods in "Records of Military Training"... Sword players must be

Can you throw a javelin? Qi Shaobao’s book says it all, how can it be wrong?

Then just practice. If you practice well, you will be rewarded. If you practice poorly, you will be rewarded!

Of course, I haven't practiced for long, just a few months, and my level is not very high. If I really meet Qi Shaobao's requirements, more than a hundred javelins thrown at a distance of more than ten steps can kill the Duo Londuo.

All the white-armored soldiers were wiped out.

However, two rounds of javelin projection still caused heavy losses to Dorondo's men. Eight or nine white-armored soldiers were pierced by the javelin. Five of them had just climbed out of the pit...

..But there was no Duolondo among them, because there was a white-armored soldier on horseback who was friends with him and wanted to save him. He happened to stand in front of him and blocked the javelin for him!

Dorondo didn't care to feel sad for his good brother. He quickly pulled his good brother who was not dead from the saddle and threw him on the ground to die. He rode on it, patted the horse and left, going to Azig and Dorgon.

Duduo reported the news.

Seeing all the slaves running away, Shi Kefa was still not satisfied. He ran to his own formation and scolded a group of regiment members who had just finished throwing javelins: "Look, look, what kind of javelin did you throw? One hundred."

It took several javelins to kill nine slave thieves... If I want to spare Qi Shaobao, I will have to chop off your heads!"

What? Only nine of them were stabbed to death? Those are the true barbarians of Jiannu!

Several officers who came from the Royal Horse Prison almost spat out blood after hearing Shi Kefa's words.

Those regiment members were also honest. Most of them were simple mountain people who came from the nearby mountains. They were not veterans. They were a little ashamed after being lectured by Shi Kefa. Some of them admitted their mistakes and said, "Your Majesty, we know our mistakes. Let's go back and do a good job."

Practice..."

Wang Dadou also knew the market situation, and reminded him from the side: "County Lord, there are a lot of nine real barbarians, and there are still a few in the pit... This battle will behead at least fifteen people, and we only died."

Three, six were injured (killed by the bows and arrows of Hou Jin's white armor soldiers), this is a great victory!"

"A great victory? We suffered nine casualties and killed fifteen enemies...is this considered a great victory?" Shi Kefa glared at Wang Dadou, "Are you asking me to falsely report my military exploits and deceive you?"

Wang Dadou opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. Cutting off the heads of fifteen real Tatars can't avenge a great victory?

Shi Kefa waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and cut off the heads, clean the battlefield, and restore the horse trap... The band of slave thieves will come up soon, and we have a lot to fight!"

...

Three Tun Camps and Two White Flag Camps.

The old lair of Zhao Lianjiao has been taken over by the two white flag men and horses. The Ming army staying there is not as powerful as Shi Kefa's regiment training. How can they fight with the Jin soldiers? I heard that San'ankou and Longjing Pass were broken, so I patted them.

Butt ran away in such a hurry that even the grain and grass stored in the city and the property of Zhao Shujiao in the city fell into the hands of the three brothers Azig, Dorgon and Duduo.

When the three brothers were really happy, Duolondo, who was lame in one leg and covered in blood, was carried into the Santun camp.

"Three Lords of Belle, my servant is useless, my servant has been defeated, my servant has encountered a difficult situation in Zunhua City..."

Dorondo started crying when he saw the three Baylors. This time he was really in trouble. Not only did he lose fifteen white-armored soldiers, but he also lost all feeling in his injured thigh... I don't know.

Can it be cured? If it cannot be cured, how will I live the rest of my life?

"What's going on? Duo Londo..." Azig looked at Duo Londo's appearance and was a little surprised. He was a warrior among the white-armored soldiers!

"Dorondo," Dorgon also asked, "didn't you attack with 30 warriors? Why were you still defeated? How many southern soldiers did you encounter?"

"My slave met two to three hundred Southern soldiers outside Zunhua City..." Dorondo cried, "My slave is useless. I fell into their trap and was stabbed with javelins.

, lost 15 warriors, and 3 others returned seriously injured..."

"What?" Duduo shouted, "Two or three hundred infantry will beat you like this? You white-armored soldiers..."

"Old Fifteen!" Dorgon interrupted his brother loudly, "Let Dorondo finish! Maybe there is a strong hand from the Southern Army in Zunhua!"

Dorgon was not as old as Azig, and he had the smallest number of Niulu among the three, but he was the leader among the three. After hearing his words, Duduo stopped scolding Duolonduo, and

It was he who told the details of the battle at Zunhua City.
Chapter completed!