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"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!!"

"Akito has come to steal the camp!"

Amid the noisy barking of the hounds, the Qing troops in the camp reacted quite quickly, and soon a fierce shouting alert sounded.

"Which Ming dog ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and actually dared to come and steal our camp of Zhenghuangqi? If the master doesn't sleep well tonight and is unhappy, Lao Tzu will pick his @#¥% skin alive! ”

On duty tonight, the camp in front of the Zhenghuang Banner is Niu Lu Zhangjing Zhangguli of the Zhenghuang Banner.

Zhangguli has not had the opportunity to go out to loot and make a windfall in the past few days, and he is in a bad mood when he sees people floating full of bowls one by one.

As soon as he heard that there was a Ming dog who had come to steal the camp, the resentment that Zhangguli had accumulated over the past few days erupted, and he lifted his mace, which was more than two meters long, and rushed over in a hurry, accompanied by more than a dozen cronies and minions around him.

Different from the loose military discipline of the Ming army, in the Qing army at this time, if you are on duty at night, you must be on duty at night, and you must not be lazy, otherwise, if you are caught, it is by no means a joke, and it is light to be a slave to the armor-clad people.

It is because the people of Zhangguli have been wearing armor at this time, and they don't need to wear armor anymore!

"Rush over!"

"Uncle Cao, you go to the right side, Brother Wang, you go to the left side! Fast! The position is stuck, and the middle wall must be filled in as soon as possible! ”

At this time, Xu Changqing and the others had already filled in a fifty or sixty-meter-long trench outside the earthen wall of the Qing army, and hundreds of people had already rushed onto the earthen wall and jumped into the Qing army's array.

At this time, Xu Changqing was also under the protection of Zhao Zengjin, Ergou, Wang Anshan, Zhang Hu and many other personal generals, rushed to the earthen wall and shouted at both sides.

"Give it to me on the right!"

Cao Bianjiao didn't talk nonsense over there, and he was carrying his Guan Ye knife and leading people to rush to the right.

"I'm fine on the left!"

Although Wang Pu's heart was weak, he had already arrived here, and he didn't have time to think about it, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the wall, shouting loudly for his personal guards to step forward.

Coupled with Xu Changqing's frontal manpower, soon, the surroundings were in chaos, and in this faint mist, the sound of fighting and shouting continued to rise.

At this time, Zhao Zengjin, Ergou, Wang Anshan, Zhang Hu and others have all grown a lot, and Xu Changqing on the middle side of the road does not have to charge in person, let them rush forward with their brothers, rush to open the space, Xu Changqing squatted on the earthen wall, condescending to overlook the surrounding situation.

The Zhenghuang Banner camp is divided into three tiers as a whole.

The outermost ditch earthen wall is the outer camp, also called the front camp, which is about a mile away from the fortifications of the middle camp inside, and the space is very spacious.

The trench and earthen wall fortifications outside the front camp are only external defenses, and there are many small trench traps inside, which are very complicated, but very regular.

For example, now that the Ming army is stealing the camp, as long as the Qing army occupies the favorable terrain, it will be difficult for the Ming army to rush up for a while.

Because there are traps and potholes everywhere, if you can't kill the bloody road in the first place and seize the advantageous terrain, if you want to attack, you can only go up from these traps and potholes, and the price will be great.

"Dog Tartar, die to Lao Tzu!"

"Brothers, rush over, the handsome man's reward is waiting for us!"

On the left side, Wang Pu really made a bloody investment, and the people in front of him were his most elite Mongolian family members, all of whom were veterans in their thirties and forties!

The real Mongol Tatars, or those who were united with the Qing army, were indeed hateful.

However, Mongolia was too big, and the Mongols not only served their Taiji and fornicated with the Jurchens, but also had many servants with the Ming and Han people.

Needless to say, the temperament of the true Mongolian Tatar is a real 'nomad', and running away is definitely an expert among experts.

The Mongol Tatars of the Korqin family are slightly better, after all, they still have Manchurian masters on their heads.

And the Sinicized Mongols, especially the essence of the essence, these families under Wang Pu are definitely more elite than the Mongolian Tatars of the Horqin family!

Their system and discipline are more complete, and they have all settled in the Ming Dynasty, married and had children, and at the same time have not lost the strength and wildness left by Genghis Khan.

Under Wang Pu's heavy reward, these people really played with their lives, and in a moment, they opened a large open space on the left side, so that the elites of the Zhenghuang Banner who had not yet adapted to the rhythm of these mist retreated, and soon formed a snowball effect, so that more Ming soldiers behind them came up.

"Bang Peng!"

"Poof!"

"Ah———h

On the right side, the fight on Cao Bianjiao's side was more difficult than Wang Pu's.

To tell the truth, the Han people are an agrarian people, and in this pure natural wildness, they are still inferior to those beastly Mongols.

Maybe this gap is not much, but at this critical moment, the contrast is a little too obvious!

However, how can a veteran ruffian like Lao Cao be a mortal?

He knows his strengths and weaknesses very well.

He was not in a hurry, but took advantage of the skill and tacit understanding of the old soldiers under his command who had been working with the Exile Army for many years in Shaanxi, and calmly and gradually advanced.

"Master, look, there is a Ming army general there, like a big fish!"

Perhaps it was a fateful encounter, Cao Bianjiao had just rushed out of a small space here, and Zhang Guli was leading people to rush over.

Zhangguli, whose alcohol had been dissipated by three points, was suddenly overjoyed, and the mace was vigorous, and he swept towards Cao Bianjiao and everyone with a round stick.

Cao Bianjiao smiled coldly, and with a fearless knife, he went directly to Zhangguli, and shouted to the soldiers around him: "Go up and rush away!" ”

"Brothers, kill the Tartars!"

"Minggou, you are looking for death!"

In an instant, the two collided violently in this not very spacious area.

"Dangdang!"

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, Cao Bianjiao had already made more than a dozen moves with Zhangguli, and no one took much advantage.

I have to say that in this era, not to mention the master of Niu Lu Zhangjing in the Qing army, it is an ordinary white armor, which is also the dragon and phoenix among people, and the people who have really seen the scene.

Cao Bianjiao was already sweating at this time, this Niu Lu Zhangjing of the Yellow Flag was a little fierce, and if he continued to be entangled like this, even if he could defeat this Niu Lu Zhangjing, I am afraid that it would delay the big event!

If it is ordinary, Cao Bianjiao must have roared, you are just and I are more rigid than you, and I completely used my momentum to suppress this Niu Lu Zhangjing.

But at this time, there are many fights with Xu Changqing, and the two of them practice when they have nothing to do, and Cao Bianjiao at this time is no longer the fierce straight man of steel in history.

Seeing Zhangguli's hideous grimace, and another stick came to the head of the lunar calendar, Cao Bianjiao's eyes froze, the center of gravity of his body shifted rapidly, and he roared, seemingly fierce to meet Zhangguli's moves, but his feet suddenly slipped.

"Dang!"

"Ugh!"

In the piercing sound of gold and iron impact, Cao Bianjiao's figure suddenly staggered and let out a cry of pain.

"Haha, Minggou, you're dead!"

Zhangguli was still having a headache how to take down the Ming general in front of him, after all, the strength of the two is about the same, and the normal state is at least to fight for a while, fighting for physical strength and luck, but at this time, who would have thought that Changshengtian would actually give him such a big gift.

The sky is not on the side of Minggou!

Before the words fell, the excitement was as if he had seen the flower girl's Zhangguli, and the cumbersome mace had already been presented horizontally, and a stick was about to hit Cao Bianjiao's head.

This is the best way to attack with a mace!

Even if Cao Bianjiao has a good iron helmet protection on his head, the stick of Zhangguli can make Cao Bianjiao's brain burst and die directly on the spot.

However, just when Zhang Guli had almost seen the pitiful appearance of Cao Bianjiao's tragic death, a cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Cao Bianjiao's mouth.

"Whew!"

Just when Zhangguli's mace was about to take Cao Bianjiao's turn, Cao Bianjiao suddenly exerted his strength, like a cheetah rising up, holding his Guan Ye knife with both hands, and avoided Zhangguli's mace with great dexterity, and immediately, the cold and heavy blade directly swept Zhangguli's neck.

"Whew!"

"Poof!"

Cao Bianjiao's Guan Ye knife was at least fifty or sixty pounds, and he suddenly ate the strength, and he had mental calculation or unintentional, how to calculate this kind of strength?

In the terrifying and piercing sound of gold and iron colliding, Cao Bianjiao's blade directly swept across the armor between Zhangguli's shoulders and neck, and most of Zhangguli's neck, armor, and head were cut off with a single sword.

Zhangguli's figure was still rushing forward because of inertia, but the hideous head was directly hanging under his shoulders in an indescribable posture at this time, and he was already dead and couldn't die anymore......

"The enemy general is dead, brothers, rush to Ben Shuai!"

Cao Bianjiao tore Zhangguli's money rat braid, and tore his head off his body, and suddenly splashed his face with hot blood, but he didn't care, looking up to the sky and roaring!

"The enemy general is dead, brothers, kill the Tartars!"

"Handsome and mighty! Come on! ”

"Rush!"

The power of example is endless.

The coach will cut the enemy's head, what kind of power is this?

Many of the surrounding soldiers suddenly seemed to be beaten one by one, and they rushed forward even more violently and frantically.

On the earthen wall, Xu Changqing was paying attention to Wang Pu on the left road, and was suddenly attracted by the cheers here, and when he saw that Cao Bianjiao's side also opened up the situation, Xu Changqing's heart was also settled.

The two sides were cut apart, and the twenty or thirty tartars in the middle were the turtles caught in the urn, and they would surely die!

"Zhao Zengjin, Ergou, what the hell are you embroidering? Don't ink, rush over to Lao Tzu! Velocity! ”

yelling an order to Zhao Zengjin and the others who were still fighting in front of him, Xu Changqing immediately shouted behind him: "Xiucai, Miss Xu, hurry up!" Dig up the wall for Lao Tzu! ”

"Yes! Rest assured, the general will finish his work immediately! ”

Xiucai and Miss Xu, who were in charge of the back road, hurriedly patted their chests.

This kind of thing not only has to rush in and destroy Huang Taiji, but also to leave a way back, and it can be returned after it is destroyed!

In this way, the best way is to directly level the earthen wall of the Qing army!

Soon, Xiucai and Miss Xu beckoned the brothers around them to quickly start digging up the earthen wall.

And in front, Zhao Zengjin, Ergou and others were scolded by Xu Changqing like this, and they were all furious, desperately shouting and killing, and after a while, they also tore through the defenses of the dozens of Tartars in the middle and forced them into a dead end.

Seeing that the three lines were all blooming, and all the departments were on the right track, Xu Changqing was also slightly relieved.

However, it has only been less than five minutes since the start of the war, and it has just begun, and this kind of large-scale action is impossible to avoid the defenders in the Zhenghuang Banner camp, I am afraid that several Qing army camps around are already gathering forces, and all the troops must continue to speed up and hurry up!

Xu Changqing also used his powerful vision to shout loudly on the earthen wall, reminding the soldiers of the three roads to hurry up and seize the advantageous terrain.

"What's going on?"

"Which Ming army came to attack the camp in front?"

At this time, in the middle camp of the Yellow Banner Battalion, the Mongolian forehead on duty, the Minister of Parliament Dorji had already gathered four or five hundred people and rushed towards this side in a hurry.

Niu Lu Zhangjing, who was in charge of tonight's night duty, hurriedly said: "Master, the fog is too big, and the slave is not clear now." But there are a lot of dogs in the voice, I'm afraid there are thousands of people! ”

"I'm @#$%^!"

Dorji couldn't help but scold, but at this time he didn't have time to think about it, and shouted: "Continue to gather people, let the people with yellow flags and blue flags come over, which Ming dog dares to attack the camp, today I have to screw off his head and kick it as a ball!" ”

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the middle camp was also a little chaotic, people roared, and more and more Tartars rushed out of the tent and converged towards this side.