This magistrate of the army was Lu Xiangsheng, a famous late Ming Dynasty. He looked at all directions on the battlefield, and listened to all directions. Although he was fighting, he discovered the transfer of the Jurchen Tatars in time.

When I turned around, I found that the team behind me had already opened a long line due to the different speeds. If Jianlu rushed from the middle, the team would collapse.

With a frown, Lu Xiangsheng immediately shouted, and ordered half of the servants to lead the team to continue chasing the escaped Mongolian Tartars into the city of Changli. He himself, with the remaining half of the servants, turned his head and faced the Jurchen Tartars.

On the arrow tower on the city wall, Zuo Yingxuan stared at this scene, and his heart was raised in his throat. He had knowledge than ordinary people, and of course he could tell who were Han slaves outside the city, which were Mongolian Tartars, and which were the most powerful Jurchen Tartars. At this moment, he would not be too worried!

In the distant valley, there were more than 30 Ming soldiers watching the battlefield outside Changli City at night.

"Oh, I have such a powerful prefect who has produced such a powerful prefect, so it won't be gone like this, right?" Ye Bu looked at the young general flag beside him and sighed loudly.

When the others heard this, they nodded and agreed. However, the young general flag did not say a word, but just looked at the battlefield with concentration. When the people who were talking just now saw it, a hint of helplessness appeared on their faces and stopped talking.

The leader of the Jianlu, Ajige, did not pay attention. He found that the offensive under the city was almost stagnant, and many people seemed to retreat, afraid that the Ming Dynasty royal army that was attacking would attack them.

Suddenly, Ajige's temper immediately became violent again. He had already sent Bayala troops to defeat the Ming Dynasty's royal army, so he had to worry about anything! He shouted loudly and ordered the remaining directly under the Jurchens to supervise the battle and siege. Today, we must conquer Changli!

When the Bayala soldiers sent out saw that the Ming Dynasty prefect actually led more than a dozen servants to come towards them, they all smiled grimly.

They did not change their direction, but instead made a little correction and left Lu Xiangsheng. For them, if they could kill Lu Xiangsheng, the army of royal support would collapse, and this method would be easier.

When the Bayala soldiers in the leadership saw Lu Xiangsheng and others taking out their bows and arrows, they did not dare to be arrogant. After all, they also saw the situation of the battle just now. How could people who are used to fighting take their lives as a joke and bow down on the horse's back?

Lu Xiangsheng turned over and got off the horse, took out his step bow, and inserted two quiver pots into the ground, while ordering his servants, "Chain the horse!"

As soon as the command of the two words was given, he had already shot out a series of arrows. The Bayala soldiers did not expect this. Only a few people reacted and quickly waved their weapons to block the arrows of the war horse under their crotch.

As a magical archer, the seven or eight people led by Lu Xiangsheng stood there, facing the more than 300 Jurchen Tartars who rushed towards them, without any panic, and shot out like arrows. The Jurchen Tartars in front suddenly turned over, which made the Jurchen Tartars behind suddenly confused.

In just a few breaths, Lu Xiangsheng and others shot the arrows they carried. Lu Xiangsheng immediately gave the order to "get on the horse". The tall figure rode on the tall horse. With a thorn, the war horse jumped forward and rushed towards the Jurchen Tartars.

"Oh, the prefect seems to have been caught in an arrow!" In the distance, Ye Bushu exclaimed.

The other person quickly shook his head and responded: "It's okay, it's still so powerful. I guess he's wearing heavy armor!"

"Hey, what a pity, a servant died in battle!" Another sighed.

After a while of silence, one of the people couldn't help but say, "Or, let's go around and help him! Such a bloody and brave magistrate, it would be a pity if he died in battle!"

It is because people are all bloody, but they just see when they will be aroused. However, the young general flag still didn't say a word, just focused on the battle situation in the distance.

Another Xiaoqi waited for a while and didn't see a response. He slapped his thigh and said, "General Cao Qi, my subordinates know that you can't violate your uncle's military order. I'll take my brothers with me. If I don't take the top leader at this time, I will not be able to sleep well when I think about it!"

"Yes, they are just civil servants, and they are still fighting bravely to fight the enemy, but we big-headed soldiers are just watching coldly. What's the point!" Someone else followed and said.

If they had never thought that they would say such things in the early days, they would be anxious about others. After all, they were used to life and death. But at this moment, they were all determined.

At this time, the young General Cao finally responded. He quickly walked towards the war horse hidden behind him, and said, "Go back and report to General Cao, take the opportunity to lead the army to raid Jianlu, and you will definitely win!"

"Ah, General Cao Qi, what should I do if the prefect?" Xiaoqi, who had just spoken, asked in surprise and helplessness.

General Cao jumped onto the horse, and while pulling the reins, he turned the horse's head, he replied: "There is no suspense for him to kill the Jianli in front of him. After joining the team, he will fight under the city! At that time, if there are no reinforcements, he will probably not be able to hold on until the end."

After listening to these nights, I looked back and took a closer look. After just a while, the battle situation was decided. The prefect was only two servants, but there were only more than 30 Jurchen Tartars he faced, all of whom were scared and fled in a hurry.

At this moment, the Ye Bushang all looked admiring, and no longer talked, and got on the horse and quickly left with General Cao.

Outside the city, Min Zhuang in the team knew that the bloody battle of Prefect Lu had just been fighting, and rescued them from the catastrophe. Looking at the tragic scene, their eyes were red with excitement, and they ran away with their feet, and soon caught up with the front, shortened the length of the team, and shouted and followed their comrades forward to kill.

On the top of the city, Zuo Yingxuan was stunned. He was the Jurchen Tartars, who were killed by the prefect and almost wiped out the entire army.

Looking at the prefect's body covered with arrows like hedgehogs, and his whole body was stained with blood from the enemy's blood. At first glance, he thought it was Yan Luo who showed his body.

Seeing that there were only two servants left by the prefect, one of them seemed to be unable to sit steadily when he rode back on his horse. But even so, they followed the prefect to guard the prefect.

Zuo Yingxuan didn't know what was going on. He was already in his forties, but tears burst out from his eyes and he murmured without knowing what to say.
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