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"Sir, the Tartar soldiers are coming up again!"

The two gasping officers looked at the Jin cavalry running over with a bitter expression on their faces.

The huge gap between the enemy and us is too great. Although the Jin army's previous waves of attacks were repelled, they also exhausted the Ming army soldiers. Many of the soldiers with spears in front of them were now sore and could not use any strength.

"What a panic? Come up and fight to the death!"

Yang Huan spitted blood with a "pah". He was hit by the Jin army's war horse while shooting a soldier with a spear by an arrow. His chest was still hurting very much, and I don't know if he was hurting his ribs.

"Sir, can we still go back?"

These two officers came from the East Factory with Yang Huan, so they knew that this battle was to lure the enemy. However, they had been surrounded by Jin soldiers and had many Jin soldiers and cavalry, so they could not help but worry.

After all, no one in the world is not afraid of death. If they hadn't come to seek wealth on their own initiative, the two would have taken off their clothes and ran away long ago.

"If you want to go back alive, kill a few more Jiannu!" Yang Huan glanced at the two officers, his eyes very cold.

"Yes, sir."

The two officers knew Yang Huan's temper and were so scared that they dared not speak anymore.

Looking back, Yang Huan looked at the whistle, Xiao Bozhi's figure was still standing there. For some reason, Yang Huan's eyes flashed with disdain: Even a reckless man can be the governor, what's wrong with him? Eunuch Wei valued military merits the most, and today's son also valued military merits. As long as Yang Huan dared to gain his life on the battlefield, he would not have a chance to make a name for himself!

On the whistle, Xiao Bozhi was not alone, and Wei Xuewen was also there.

"The one on the right wing is the Red Armored Soldier, the escort of the Jiannu Banner Master. It seems that Abai has put all his capital." Xiao Bozhi handed the Qianli Mile Mile Mile Mile given to him by Eunuch Wei to Wei Xuewen.

Wei Xuewen hurriedly picked up the Qianli Miles and narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. Sure enough, there were dozens of cavalrymen on the right wing of the Jin cavalry that looked obviously different from the ordinary Tartar soldiers.

"The Jiannu flags have the habit of selecting elite armored soldiers. There are hundreds of flags at most, and dozens of flags at least. They are all guards, and they are also divided into dividends. It is called "Waiyala". Baiyala is the slave chief, and the number of people is relatively small. Hongyala is the owner of each flag. There are many people, and it is very fierce when fighting."

"So, are those red-armored soldiers under the box with white flags?"

"So that's it."

Xiao Bozhi said hell, the metaphor of pressing the bottom of the chamber is appropriate.

Wei Xuewen thought for a while and said, "General, our infantry soldiers are all exhausted at this time. What should we do if the last general leads his troops to fight for a while to reduce the pressure of our army."

"There are so many cavalrymen in Jianzhou. How many can you kill? The other party is holding his breath and trying to swallow us. You will lead people up, and you can only seek death."

After saying that, Xiao Bozhi turned around and patted Wei Xuewen on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "It is better to keep your strength than to die. You must know whether our army can go back is all pointing at you."

Upon hearing this, Wei Xuewen looked solemn: "Don't worry, General, even if the last general dies, he will keep the general back!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

A drum suddenly sounded behind the Jin army formation, and the morale of the Jin army was greatly boosted when they heard the drums, especially the Dokana tribe, which had just joined the battlefield.

Dokana learned from the lesson of the First Ala's blind charge. Instead of leading his troops to rush directly to the Ming army's defense line, he always stabilized his horse's speed and ordered his troops to shoot arrows on the horse.

Although those arrows are not accurate at all, thousands of large arrows fell at the same time after a rain of arrows, which gives people a very depressing psychological impression.

"Avoid arrows, avoid arrows!"

The officers shouted loudly and ordered the soldiers to raise their shields. With the sound of "bang bang", the various shields that had just been pulled out of the arrow were nailed to the fullest.

The Jin army continued to shoot arrows while advancing. The big arrows that "whistled" kept falling from the sky, sometimes left, sometimes right, and sometimes straightened to the top of their heads, making people unable to defend themselves.

In order not to be shot by the Jin army's arrows, many gunners had to squat and avoid their companions' shields. This caused the Jin army to be disturbed by firearms such as flying thieves and thunder.

Zhou Xiaoqi, who once led his subordinates to act as a horse-snooping horse, was also unlucky enough. He was originally hiding well, but because he went to pull a naughty head and got an arrow in his left arm. With a "click", the arrow could be said to have passed through his arm in an instant, and the strong force brought him back a few steps.

"Don't be messed up, don't be messed up!"

Zhou Xiaoqi ignored the huge pain in his left arm and gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow, allowing blood to rush, shouting desperately.

In sight, most of the soldiers on our side squatted behind the wooden fence, and few people dared to emerge from under the shield.

After discovering that the Ming army was effectively suppressed, Guerto's first Ala remnants also advanced in time, and Guerto even hit the front line by horse.

"Call, shoot, shoot hard and shoot those southern barbarians to death!"

The archers of the Jin soldiers kept pulling the bowstrings, and many people's fingers were bleeding, but they still shot desperately, hoping to shoot all the arrows in the quiver behind them.

The Ming army officers and soldiers behind the wooden fence were all anxious. The gunmen had already loaded the medicine and were waiting for Shangguan's order to open fire, but they could never wait for the order to fire the gun.

Without orders, they had to squat and hide under the shield or lie behind the wooden fence, and watch the Jin cavalry get closer and closer.

In the camp, a horse pulling a cart was suddenly shot by a falling arrow branch, and ran around in pain. This run scared dozens of other carts rushing like headless flies, knocking down several tents in the camp.

Such chaos made some Ming soldiers frightened. A soldier holding a spear suddenly dropped his spear and ran back. But before he could run out, he cut him to the ground with a sharp knife.

"Those who retreat in the face of battle will be killed!"

Xiao Bozhi, wearing armor, carried a long blood-deep sword in his hand, was not afraid of the arrows falling from above his head, and walked forward step by step.

From time to time, arrows shot on Xiao Bozhi, but a crisp jingle hit the ground.

"General!"

Yang Huan rushed out with a quick step and was about to speak, but Xiao Bozhi shook his head at him, then walked to the Muzha and looked forward.

The Jin army was nearly a hundred feet away, and the cavalry in front had obviously increased their horse speed. They could rush to the wooden fence without ten breaths.

Behind them, followed by the black Jin soldiers, the rain of arrows poured on the sky, and the "swooshing" whistling sound made people's ears hurt.

Even though Yang Huan was not afraid of death, his heart was raised at this moment. He looked at Xiao Bozhi nervously, one breath, two breaths, and three breaths. Just when the expression of the Jin soldiers in front was clearly visible, Xiao Bozhi waved his right hand and then slashed hard.

"ignition!"

Yang Huan's voice did not seem to be coming out of his mouth, but seemed to be jumping out of his chest.

In an instant, dozens of Ming soldiers holding torches pointed the torches in their hands towards the fuse buried under the wooden fence.
Chapter completed!