Zeng Li subconsciously always thought that the Ming army only had 200 foot soldiers, and he didn't find that there were people hiding in the smoke, and he was immediately shocked by this cavalry that "fell from the sky".

These Qing soldiers hurriedly picked up their bows and arrows in panic, but the distance of less than 100 paces was an instant for the cavalry.

The domineering spears accurately stabbed their respective targets, and the spear stabbing technique was very difficult to practice, but the hit rate of this Ming army was as high as seventy percent, which shows that its training is excellent!

The Qing army was already light on the enemy, and Zeng Li's side rushed forward almost without a whole team, and at this time, more than 100 people and horses were instantly stopped and broken off, and immediately fell into a chaotic situation.

The captain of the lancers did not turn around, but accelerated towards the cavalry led by Mu Teng on the other side, and the spears were broken in the impact just now, and they drew their sabers and continued to charge.

Mu Teng's side heard Zeng Li's screams, and only then did he find that the Ming army was in ambush, and he hurriedly took down his bow and arrows.

However, Tie Da attacked from their flank, and the relative vertical movement of the two sides was difficult to aim, and the fear of the Wu was suddenly attacked, the Qing army only hastily shot one or two arrows, and the spears of the Ming cavalry were already on their chests.

Needless to say, the impact of the lancers was added to the side impact, and Mu Teng's people were scattered in the blink of an eye. Dozens of Jianjiao were swept into the air by the powerful inertia of the cavalry spears, and the blood was sprinkled like a torrential rain on the faces of the Qing troops behind them.

The originally straight formation of Mu Teng's forehead was instantly knocked open and turned into a huge "eight", and the momentum of the rush was frustrated.

Immediately behind Tie Dake's lancers, more than 100 cavalry in dark green uniforms drilled out of the smoke and galloped through Zeng Li's group of men and horses that had fallen into chaos, and the short guns in their hands splashed everywhere, and the Qing troops within dozens of paces beside them were shot and overturned.

Then the Ming cavalry turned around again, quickly gathered in formation, put away the short gun, pulled out the steel sword, and rushed back again, and the sword blade suddenly brought bursts of blood again.

On the other side, Tie Dake also completed the circle of horses and turned his head, and once again killed Mu Teng'e's cavalry.

When Zeng Li turned around, he saw that most of his men were dead and wounded, and the living were scattered everywhere in a mess, and no one listened to his orders.

He is also a perennial knife licker who licks blood, and then threw away the team, only gathered a dozen henchmen and guards on his side, raised his saber and rushed towards the Ming army's foot soldiers.

He was only sixty or seventy steps away from the infantry ranks, as long as he could rush into these infantry soldiers, he would be able to slaughter at will, and the Ming cavalry behind him could only be handed over to Lord Durd's Chinese army.

The smoke on the battlefield was diluted by a light breeze, and Zeng Li was surprised to see through the smoke that those Ming army foot soldiers were surrounded into a strange square formation, and the fire guns with short swords were pointed obliquely outward......

Zheng Chenggong walked aimlessly with dozens of pro-soldiers. He himself did not know where he was going, nor did he know whether he was the governor of Longwu or the son of a traitor who had surrendered.

His allegiance to the Ming no longer accepted him, and His Majesty the Emperor, who admired him the most, began to suspect him, and all this was not his fault, but because his father, who had never lived with him, had become a despised traitor.

At this moment, he felt like the walking dead, as if he was dead, but still alive.

Suddenly, there seemed to be the sound of firecrackers in the distance. One of his own soldiers immediately urged his horse to go to investigate, and after a moment he returned, arching his hand and saying, "General, the Jianyu cavalry has been found ahead, the number is unknown, and it seems that they are engaged in a battle. ”

Built? All right! It just so happens that his seven-foot body has lost his soul, and he can use it to exchange for a few lives, wouldn't it be a lot of money? A glimmer of brilliance finally appeared in Zheng Chenggong's eyes. A dignified man, who died in battle, and the horse leather shroud, isn't it happy?!

He drew a sharp blade from his waist, turned to his hand, and said, "I will kill the thief and die." And he who did not want to go with him departed. ”

"We will live and die with the general!" More than thirty sergeants shouted without hesitation.

"Good! Then I will thank you again! ”

As if he had suddenly found his rightful home, Zheng Chenggong kicked the horse's belly and shouted with a knife: "Come with me!" ”

From a distance, Durd saw that his men were killed by ambushes in a moment, and secretly cursed himself for being so light on the enemy!

This cunning Ming army had previously fired indiscriminately to create a large amount of smoke for ambush, and those foot soldiers who seemed to be able to be strangled with a single charge were simply bait.

He was so anxious that his forehead jumped - without these hundreds of cavalry, what would he do with Li Chengdong's gun skills? They must be saved!

With red eyes, Durd pointed his saber forward and shouted, "Give it to me!" Then he took the lead in rushing out, and more than 300 cavalry immediately followed behind him.

Zhu Linmiao calmly looked at the Qing army opposite, although the cedar pine forest he was in was sparse, if the gunpowder smoke filled it, it was an excellent hiding place. His plan was very simple, the large army would first lurk near the hills two miles away, and only when the smoke of gunfire could not be seen on the battlefield would he order his men to gallop to the battlefield, and then suddenly kill through the thick smoke.

He saw hundreds of main forces rushing from the middle of the road, and he also drew the reed wheel pistol on his waist and pointed it at Durd's Chinese army, and his voice was calm, "Attack!" ”

At this time, Jian Yuding already knew that there were ambushes in the smoke-shrouded pine forest, and now there was no way to take advantage of it, and he had to defeat them head-on!

However, after the ambush just now, the morale of the Qing army has been greatly damaged, and the number has become inferior.

Four hundred hussars lined up in a neat three-tiered charge, and slowly walked out of the pine forest with short guns in hand.

The team was facing Durd's cavalry head-on and began to gradually accelerate.

Zhu Linmiao was on the left side of the cavalry array, rushing with the brigade, but Zhen Zhen and Zhao Shichao always stood in front of him on the left and right.

Zhu Linmiao didn't force himself to pass them, because his riding skills were far inferior to these two, and he couldn't squeeze into the front row at all. Second, his horse shooting skills are average, and the cavalry sword has never been practiced, so it doesn't work to rush to the front. As the Supreme Commander, his most important task is to be around the soldiers, which greatly boosts their morale.

The cavalry of the two sides was getting closer and closer, and they had already lowered their heads and urged the war horses to the fastest. Durde sneered again, these Ming troops dared to fight with him for cavalry?! It's like hitting a stone with an egg! Even the most elite Guanning Iron Cavalry of the Ming Dynasty did not dare to hold it up like this.

"Let these Nikans taste the bows and arrows of Manchurian athletes!"

The two armies were about 100 paces apart, and Durde turned his horse's head sharply, and the entire Qing army immediately deviated to the left, clinging to the Ming cavalry and staggering past.

This was a common tactic used by the Jianyu, who relied on superb horsemanship to accurately control the distance between the cavalry of both sides, and then shot the opponent with his own strong bow.