Marsai rushed into the Ming army, and the charge of more than 300 elite Qing cavalry soldiers stepped into the territory of the wolves like a group of reckless elephants. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how fierce the wolves are, they can't resist in the face of absolute power.

The battle array was quickly broken to pieces, but Marseille was surprised to find that no matter how much he slashed, there were still Ming troops who continued to fight, resisting the advance of the Qing army.

At this moment, Marseille remembered a saying from the Han people.

"The mantis arm is a car ......"

The battle formation formed by more than 100 people was quickly dispersed, and the support of the battle array was lost, and the rush of the infantry in the face of the cavalry was a massacre.

But in such a disparity in the massacre, there is still no Han Chinese who choose to take a step back. A soldier-like soldier of the Ming army, whose flesh and blood were blurred, trembled with a bayonet and tried to stand up and continue the battle.

Looking at this situation, Marseille couldn't help but feel some admiration in his heart.

"Well, the best enemy...... It's the enemy who is all going to die...... I'll give you guys a decent ending. That's ...... Die! Marsai said, raising his long knife high and looking at the Ming officer under the iron hoof.

……

Knock knock knock......

Suddenly, there was a dull sound of footsteps at the gates.

Marseille's long knife raised in the air paused slightly.

At this moment, above the city, more dense footsteps sounded. One after another, new spears with mirror barrels were raised.

Rumble......

In the roar that rang out almost at the same time, Marseille's head, left and right arms, chest and back exploded in clusters of blood almost simultaneously.

The remaining 300 or so Qing army cavalry soon received the same treatment. Bursts of dense rain of bullets rang out.

Beneath the city, dense footsteps reveal their true bodies.

The fallen Qing soldiers finally saw the scene in front of them clearly.

That's long line after long line, they can swear ...... This is definitely a new force that has not yet been in battle. And on their fluttering flags, you can see huge handwriting: Feixiong Independent Division!

Reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty are coming!

The main forces of the Feixiong Independent Division arrived, and the 13th Regiment was the vanguard of the Feixiong Independent Division, and they arrived first. The main force of the Feixiong Independent Division was a little behind, following behind.

In an hour's time, the main force of the Feixiong Independent Division got off the station and walked to the battlefield east of Fengji Town.

As the main ace of the empire, the soldiers and horses of the Feixiong Independent Division are even fewer than those of the division-level units in the rest of the armies, only just over 10,000 soldiers and horses. Counting the more than 3,000 soldiers and horses of the 13th Regiment as the vanguard, only more than 6,000 people have arrived at the moment, and the total is just over 10,000.

However, just as the Feixiong Independent Division can independently have a special battalion number.

As the trump card of the whole army, the rarer the soldiers and horses, the more tenacious and super combat ability.

When the Feixiong Independent Division appeared, cheers from the fields east of Fengji Town, beside the river, and among the hills almost simultaneously rang out.

Without Liu Sheng and Bao Guo bothering to command, all units quickly took place and joined the battlefield.

The addition of more than 6,000 living troops boosted the morale of the Ming army, and even added a heavy weight to the stalemate frontal battlefield.

At this time, everyone suddenly found that Marseille had died in battle, and the morale of the Qing army on the frontal battlefield suddenly melted.

The inextricable battlefield came to an end, and the first Qing army to flee appeared.

Ao Bai looked at this scene in disbelief, and the occupation that he had just won was reversed in an instant at this moment, which made him unable to believe it no matter what.

"Impossible!" Ao Bai looked at the frontal battlefield that was constantly collapsing, and he was full of anger, and even more a heart of refusal to admit defeat: "Obviously there are only 6,000 Ming troops, how can they defeat my 20,000 male divisions!" I still have twenty Niu Lu in my hands, how can I be defeated! ”

Ao Bai panted heavily, his eyes swept over the bodies of the people in front of him one by one, and finally fell on his younger brother Mulima: "Mulima, you lead your troops and horses, and I will give you five more cattle records, give me to resist!" Ji Shi led the army to cut off the Ming people's Laoshizi railway, and when the Ming people found that the back road was cut off, it was impossible to continue the war. Resist this game for me, and I will take you as the first credit after the war! ”

Mulima's face was covered in flesh, and there was a brown scar on the top of her neck. At this moment, he ordered a heavy task, took a deep breath, and responded in a loud voice: "The last general will take the order!" ”

With that, Mulima led more than 4,000 people to rush into battle.

"Send another order to Asiha, within an hour, the Ming artillery of Sansonggang must not be allowed to re-enter the field! I don't care how many soldiers and horses he loses, or how many cattle he loses after the war, I will make up for him. If this battle is discouraged, come and see you! With that, he slowly stroked the spear in his hand, looked at the guards behind him, and exhaled heavily.

Seeing this, the guards on the left and right sat silently for the final preparations.

They were familiar with Aobai and knew that this was Aobai's preparation to personally go to the battlefield.

On the frontal battlefield, the arrival of Mulima made up for the embarrassment of not having a commander, and the arrival of reinforcements stabilized the gradual retreat.

But that's about it.

At this moment, it was an hour before it was dark, but the Ming army column that came out of Fengji Town did not stop at all. One by one, the battalions of the Feixiong Independent Division went out of the city to join the battle.

In normal times, such an act of adding fuel can only make the enemy feel very happy.

But now, looking at the continuous joining of the Ming army, which seems to be far from the end, continues to join, the Qing army has a feeling of endless weight in his heart.

It's as if two people are competing to spend money, one person has 10 million in his hand, and the other has only 8 million in his hand, but he has 50,000 yuan in hand every moment.

Although it seems that the former is better than the financial competition, it is obvious that it will fall sooner or later.

At present, the Qing army looks at the Ming army and has a feeling of sitting and eating empty, looking at the steady stream of reinforcements of the Ming army to join and quickly enter the battlefield, the pressure conveyed makes the Qing army seem to be drowning and watching the straws being added.

They understand that the straw may seem light, but only when the last straw arrives, that is the day they are submerged.

This pressure made Mulima feel heavy, and he quickly adjusted his goal: "Hold on to Jishi and cut off the back road of the Ming people!" ”

After switching from offensive to defensive, the Qing army on the frontal battlefield began to retreat slowly. In the midst of repeated feints and retreats, the troops and horses of the Marseille Division began to take advantage of this opportunity to retreat and reorganize to meet the enemy.

Soon, Liu Sheng discovered the premeditated plan of the Qing army, and he planned to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Bao Guo, the chief military advisor, interrupted Liu Sheng, who was anxious: "The division commander is slow, Jiannu's switch from attack to defense is not a collapse of war spirit, they are waiting for a turnaround." ”