Mao Jue is located in the Moon Valley Wood Fortress, which can be regarded as the highest point here, and the personal soldiers are also living here, coming down from the three-story tower, Wen Meng and several people have already shouted that the personal soldiers have arrived first, and more than 100 people have cautiously formed a defensive circle and wrapped the wooden fort inside.

Outside, there are fires everywhere, the house on the other side of the cliff has been burned, and the shouts and the sound of fighting are chaotic.

"What the fuck is going on?"

Obviously quite impatient, listening to Mao Jue's unkind tone, Wen Meng irritably raised his sword and shield outward, turned his head and answered.

"General, the little one doesn't know, what kind of whistle is this bastard of the huge sea?"

It's really a coincidence that there is no book, Wen Meng is scolding, and a few people in the black shadow stumbled over, or Liu Chong is an old soldier with rich experience, without waiting for Wen Meng to react, he was vigilant and took the lead in waving his hand, and several compound bows immediately stretched up, and at the same time, the black shadow immediately let out a cry of fear.

"Don't shoot arrows, mark it! Huge sea!"

"You're fucking embarrassed to come back! What kind of dog offal whistle is put in, the Tartar is about to hit the door of the general! Are you kid in collusion with the Tartars? ”

The grumpy Wen Meng went up and directly picked up the collar of this goods, so anxious that the half-fat man hurriedly explained and waved his hand.

"Master Wen, it's none of Lao Pang's business, the two entrances up the mountain are tightly guarded, and the small ones only ran back when they saw the fire, this, why did this start a fight?"

"All, all, stop arguing!"

Seeing that this head almost didn't move, Leng Buding stopped the two of them with a weak shout, and Mao Jue also turned around, but he almost didn't laugh, and paced over angrily and angrily.

Follow Mao Jue to go down, this fat version of Su Changmei came down a few minutes late for him, and this thing is like walking on a glass bridge in later generations, in a sentence from a high school text, the two wars, and they almost want to go first!

This thing is an old army, and he has fought in the Battle of Salhu, and from the North Road Malin Army, he is so bad, a fat face is frightened white, beads of sweat the size of beans flow from the door of the brain, and the soft-footed shrimp looks like they leaned on the edge of the door before they fell.

"Su Qianhu, you are also a soldier, you are cowardly before you fight, what kind of system will you become! You ......"

"General! Hurry!"

"First, first send a small group of men and horses to mix in and create chaos, and then a large team of soldiers and horses take advantage of the chaos to attack the city, and the battle of Shenyang is so defeated! Hold! Defend the fence! ”

The battle of Shenyang Jiannu is known as the battle of 70,000, how to kill the corpse mountain and the sea of blood can be imagined, although this fat guy is brave enough, but the experience is old-fashioned, listening to his shouting, Mao Jue and several people can't help but be excited. Breaking free from Wen Meng's hand like a tong, the huge sea is legs ran towards the gate, and he slapped him on the shoulder, and almost dragged the half-fat one to stumble.

"If the Jiannu Brigade is attacking, what's the use of your less than a hundred cruisers?"

"Master General, please take the big guy to plug this gap."

At this time, it was Liu Chong, who was a new recruit, who shouted behind him.

In the Battle of Salhu, although the Ming army was defeated, Liu Ting, the Northern Route Army Pan Zongyan, and the Shanhaiguan General Soldier Du Song and his own soldiers still fought to the end, and the whole army was annihilated, and its loyalty was admirable. It will be the courage of the soldiers, and the Lord will fight to the death, even if it is a dead end, the soldiers and horses under his command can fight fearlessly until the last moment.

Liu Heita, the general he had followed before, was already a hero in his twilight, the old guy wanted to make some money and go home to retire, this Mao Jue came and ran away with his legs, and he was not less angry with him, now the new general looks young and vigorous, but the mule is pulled out by Ma De for a walk, a real warrior, you can only see it when you are desperate, this Liu Chong just wants to see if Mao Jue is cowardly at the critical moment, so as to define how he and his command will behave in the future.

As soon as he heard this, Wen Meng was the first to be unwilling, the next generation of his old Wen family now has Mao Jue's nephew left, he was extremely unwilling to see him take risks, but before he could speak, Mao Jue had already nodded in response.

"Lao Su, you go to find Hu Meng, since it is a small force, let him deal with it, Lao Wen, you take your old brother to step forward! Lao Pang, you organize the rest of your own soldiers into a formation, serve as the middle army, Liu Chong, your men and horses are divided into left and right, protect the main formation, run and set off according to the usual training!"

To tell the truth, I really have to fight hard, Mao Jue himself is also bold, after all, he is still young, and he has not married Su Yi yet, and he is a virgin when he dies in two lives, which is too much of a loss, but at the moment he has more than 1,600 subordinates at hand, he really can't count on it.

In the firelight in front of him, just now he watched a dozen or so Ming soldiers dragging fire guns running like sheep, roaring like a black shadow beast behind him who couldn't see clearly, running with a group of people, wielding knives and hacking individuals, and now the organizational ability of this army is really not good, forcing him to only come up with the traditional tactics of the Ming army, and the tactics of pro-soldiers.

But the most embarrassing thing here is Shen Rong's goods, Mao Jue has trained more than 30 pro-soldiers in each of the three surnamed 100 households, plus a piece of more than 100, he is the last to bet, Mao Jue has not been trained under his command, at this time he naturally forgot, this pro-soldier team is now forbidden, a few hundred households shouted, half a minute lined up into a column of three people, the cavalry ran in front, Mao Jue didn't even look back and rode away, but let this cargo fall behind a little confused.

"Master, what should we do?"

Stunned, the general's pro-soldier team had already run away, and the reminder of the country-faced pro-soldier in his ear made Shen Rong wake up suddenly, and this guy couldn't help but stomp his foot angrily.

"What are you going to do? It's also cold jellyfish! Don't you call the brothers to copy the guys and follow the general! ”

He couldn't muster his subordinates to shout at this effort, and the more than 20 subordinates who could hear it swarming with swords, shields, and spears also followed.

Mao Jue came at just the right time, this year to talk about spy warfare, the culmination of special warfare, the first to push Nurhachi, Kaiyuan, Liaoyang Battle and a series of wars, Houjin is the first to use the time to make chaos in the city, and then take advantage of the chaos to attack the city, the fight is invincible, if you are responsible, Houjin's weak siege ability, simply can't take Liaoyang Shenyang A series of fortified cities operated by Xiong Tingbi.

This huge sea has just returned to the rescue village with his own soldiers, and the Jiannu who rushed in has been killed from behind, except for the thirty or so personal soldiers newly trained by Mao Jue, to be honest, there is no Shen Rong under the command of the huge sea that can fight, and a hundred or so people were killed in less than a few minutes, and in the messy firelight, you can only see the Ming army who fled in a panic and the Jiannu who shouted fiercely behind them.

"Turn left and run!"

In the night, Mao Jue's voice was particularly hissing, and the night had increased the sense of fear, in the firelight in front of him, Mao Jue also saw a Ming army collapse to the ground, raising his hands in fear and begging for mercy loudly, but a Hu soldier wearing an iron tower helmet and looking like a bear still fiercely slashed down, and the flying blood sprayed into the fire and popped.

It's really about to fight, these days the whip stick training down the running queue and the tofu block-like fisherman's pro-soldier team, at this time can not help but scatter a little, the soldiers are also full of nervousness and panic, but a sharp turn, the third row of the brigade is still at the mouth of the stockade, the new uninvited guests obviously alarmed those whip soldiers who are enjoying the killing feast, a wow wow sound, several whip soldiers raised bloody knives howling towards the Mao Jue array to kill.

"Put!"

Can't wait for the queue to stand up, also holding the pistol high, Mao Jue shot at the front, the effect of the training was also reflected at this time, the pro-soldiers in the front row almost subconsciously raised the firecracker, and there was a sound in the dark night, and the cotton armor on the whip soldier who was charging broke out in an instant A large puffing blood hole, and he fell to the ground prostrately.

Typical three-stage shooting, the front row of guns is retreated, and the back is raised on the top, although there is no enemy standing in front of him, facing the whip soldiers who fell to the ground in a shot, the pro-soldier team still opened the second round in a panic, and the more dense bullets hit these murderers almost without human form, but it also reflects the fear and shadow reflected by Jiannu in the hearts of the Ming army.

These six or seven whip soldiers fell, and it seemed that the ones behind were frightened away, and the huge sea hundred households behind them had already run away, and the door of the wooden village was burning with a raging fire open, but for the time being, the field of vision was empty, so that those soldiers who came in a hurry, including Mao Jue, were relieved.

But at this moment, Wen Meng fell to the ground suddenly, his ears were close to the ground, and in the next second, the thing seemed to be hot, and he jumped up in anger and shouted loudly.

"Cavalry, Jiannu Iron Cavalry!"

The violent vibration of the horse's hooves trampling was already obvious, and in the farthest light and shadow of the firelight, it was impossible to see the face clearly, and the undead-like monster roared in the field of vision, and Mao Jue could even clearly hear the incomprehensible roars of the Manchu language.

"Get on the horse!"

In the plain war in the Liaoshen area, the Ming army had enough of the hardships of the Jiannu Iron Cavalry, and the green tendons on the head were soaring, Liu Chong was the first to hiss and roared as hard as he could, but before he could charge with a gun, Mao Jue suddenly grabbed the reins of his horse.

"General, if you don't stop the Jiannu cavalry, the infantry team will collapse!"

"Stay put, shoot!"