Qingshandun, the atmosphere was already tense, and everyone was preparing for the battle.

When he heard the Tartars coming, the soldiers inside the pier ran quickly towards the city wall.

Soon, all eleven people from Qingshandun arrived.

There are small flags and beams respectively.

Don't accept Zhang Heizi at night.

Ordinary soldiers Liang Fei, Yang Wei, Shi Wei, Zuo Ming, Zuo Jian, Zhang Fan, He Ma Ming, Zhang Tong and He Xuan.

Each of them looked quite ugly.

The Ming Dynasty's army, for various reasons, such as the garrison system, made soldiers more like peasants than soldiers, and there were other reasons that weakened their combat effectiveness step by step, and could not be considered a professional army at all. Faced with the Qing Dynasty's record, it was even more defeated and won less.

After decades of fighting, the Ming army gradually felt afraid of the Qing army and fearing the enemy as if they were like tigers.

Especially in the Battle of Sarhu, the Ming Dynasty lost more than 100,000 elite troops, which even interrupted the morale of the Ming Dynasty soldiers.

Many Ming Dynasty soldiers began to change color when they heard about Qing soldiers.

Of course, a large number of low-level, intermediate-level, and even high-level officers of the Ming Dynasty were also afraid of the enemy.

However, when the Qing soldiers from afar rushed to the front, the people on the city wall couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There are not too many people in this group of Tartars.

There are twelve Tartars in total.

Every Tartar is one man and two horses, extremely powerful.

Two of them were wearing silver-light silver armor. These people wearing silver-light silver armor were generally more elite soldiers among the Tartars, generally called the Red Bingyala soldiers and the White Bingyala soldiers. The two silver-light silver armors were holding a tiger gun in their hands and carrying a bow and arrow on their backs. The other was carrying a big knife and carrying a bow and arrow on their backs.

Most of the Qing soldiers were skilled in bows and horses, while the elite among the Qing soldiers had better shooting skills. Sitting on the horse and shooting archery can also hit the enemy.

The other ten people were all wearing ordinary cotton armor. These people either held tiger guns or knives, and each of them had bows and arrows on their backs.

These Tartars have strong figures and imposing momentum.

The two Baihuayala soldiers in the lead raised their heads and looked at the Qingshan Dun in front of them. They were chatting in Hu language. Anyway, the distance was far away and they couldn't hear clearly.

The reason why the soldiers on Qingshandun relaxed was very simple. If they were fighting on the plains, these eleven of them would be tortured to death by twelve Tartars. If they fought on the plains, they could beat 100 Ming troops. The combat power of these Tartars was really fierce.

However, the current situation is that everyone is sitting in Qingshan Dun. No matter how low the city wall of Qingshan Dun is, it is still two or three meters. The number of these twelve Tartars is too small, and there is no possibility of attacking Qingshan Dun at all.

At this moment, Liang Tong suddenly said seriously: "We cannot let the Tartars leave here. If they leave like this, the people in the nearby villages will suffer. With their strength, they can easily destroy some villages and towns."

He said that the others were shocked.

This is so great that it is too different from Liang Tong. Liang Tong is a villain who ignores others for his sake.

However, Liang Fei and Yang Wei immediately reacted and smiled.

"For this reason, I will order He Xuan to hang these Tartars from afar and listen to the information, and we will support them." Liang Tong said with a serious expression.

As soon as he said that, everyone understood what he wanted to do.

He Xuan was asked to monitor these twelve Tartars. Haha, the Tartars were so alert, so how easy it was to monitor them.

Moreover, the Tartars riding skills are so good that they can turn around and catch up with He Xuan in one go.

If He Xuan really monitors these twelve Tartars, He Xuan must have died.

To put it bluntly, Liang Tong didn't care about the people nearby being affected at all. He just wanted to kill He Xuan.

If He Xuan did not go, he would have sufficient reasons to say that He Xuan would disobey the military order and fear the enemy and could directly kill He Xuan.

He Xuan offended Liang Tong seven or eight days ago and placed the knife on Liang Tong's neck. Liang Tong finally began to take revenge and could force He Xuan to death with one move.

However, no one had a good relationship with He Xuan at Qingshandun, and no one risked offending Liang Tong to speak for him. Instead, he looked at He Xuan, wanting to see what the ruthless man who had put a knife on Liang Tong's neck would react eight days ago.

He Xuan was stunned at first, but immediately laughed: "Tell me to go and chase this Tartar from afar? Right?"

"Yes." Liang Tong retreated a little while talking, and placed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

Liang Fei and Yang Wei both put their hands on the waist knife.

Obviously, these three people prevented He Xuan from suddenly catching up and hurting others.

"Okay." He Xuan said with a relaxed look on his face.

However, his answer was beyond the expectations of everyone present.

He Xuan... He admits his defeat, is he going out to die?

He Xuan didn't care what these people were thinking at all. He was carrying a sword. Yes, it was a sword. There were three swords in Qingshandun's warehouse, but who would use the sword on the battlefield?

The three swords were all rusted.

He Xuan took a rusty sword casually, but no one cared about it.

"Come on, give me a rope. Which one of you can help me, hold the rope on it, and I will go down to deal with the twelve Tartars." He Xuan said with a big thorn.

Everyone in Qingshan Dune was stunned.

However, Liang Tong was about to kill He Xuan. Seeing that He Xuan was about to die, he smiled and said, "Come on, put a rope down and let our great heroes go down to deal with the Tartars. Don't worry, as long as you deal with those Tartars, we will support you immediately."

Soon, the rope was taken.

He Xuan tied the rope to the flagpole on the city wall. The flagpole was as thick as a bowl, so it was not afraid of breaking. The other end hung down to the city, which was only more than two meters in total, which was not too high.

He Xuan climbed down the rope and landed on the ground.

Then, he walked towards the twelve Qing soldiers, his steps were neither too fast nor too slow.

After a while, he had already walked to a place not far from the twelve Qing soldiers.

One by one, one sword, facing twelve Qing soldiers.

...

The twelve Qing soldiers originally saw that Qingshandun was a difficult bone to crack. Their own numbers were too small, and they could only twelve people and could not attack the city, so they planned to give up. Anyway, there were a large number of villages and towns nearby for them to attack. But at this time, a Ming army was actually put down on the wall of Qingshandun.

This made the twelve Qing soldiers a little puzzled. What is the situation?
Chapter completed!