The Qing soldiers on the opposite side also discovered the situation on Xie Yike's side, and they all rode their horses to speed up, screaming and rushing towards this side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This kind of plain area has a wide field of vision, and both sides can easily find each other's existence.

Xie Yike raised the clairvoyant mirror again, his expression was solemn, and as these Qing horses approached, their outfits could be seen more clearly in the clairvoyant mirror.

I saw that most of these Qing cavalry were wearing yellow cotton armor nailed with copper nails, and their helmets and spears were erected high, and the red tassels were fluttering, which was very eye-catching.

In the smoke and dust, you can still see several people with black tassels on their helmets, and the flags behind them, but they are their specialists, Pashiku, or Pashiku and other officers.

Not only that, but among these slave riders, there were more than a dozen people with shining light on their armor, but it was the kind of bright armor with exposed armor. They have long tails and red tassels on their helmets, and they have oblique flaming flags on their backs, but they are the bayala of the yellow flag.

What attracted Xie Yike's attention was that several of the guys in the Tartar rider had carved otter tails on their helmets and carried two-foot flying tiger fox tail flags on their backs, they also had bright helmets and armor, and their demeanor was even more refined than those bayaras.

Ma Ziren said in a deep voice beside Xie Yike: "It's the sentry of the Tartar Forward Battalion. ”

Xie Yike nodded silently, he knew that before the slave chief Huang Taiji became emperor, he had set up the Bayala battalion and the Gebush Xianchaoha battalion, and used the Bayala of each cow record in a centralized manner. The virtuous soldiers of Gebush even selected those with outstanding skills from among the Bayala or nurturing soldiers, and the total number of the whole battalion was less than 2,000.

Because of the name of the Bayala camp and the Gebush Xian camp, Wang Dou uniformly stipulated, calling these people the guard battalion and the forward battalion, and calling the Aliha Chao battalion the Xiaocai battalion, which also affected the title of the Ming army of other departments.

The Tartars of these forward battalions were generally only used as outposts for the slave chieftains, but in large-scale wars, they also went out with the Tartars of the guard battalion to spy and even break through the formation. Their combat power is also higher than that of the Tartar Protectors.

Look at the Tartars rolling in, getting closer and closer, with all kinds of weapons, shouting and roaring, and arrogant.

Ma Ziren looked at Xie Yike and said in a deep voice: "Xie Ye, what should I do, is it to fight or to go?" ”

Everyone in the team also looked at Xie Yike, waiting for his decision, only Jie Yifeng looked eager to try with a cruel smile on his face.

Xie Yike's mind was racing, to be honest, he wanted to leave, this time he went out to get important information, he wanted to hand over the information to his brother-in-law as soon as possible, and he didn't want to have more twists and turns.

And as those Tartars ran closer and closer, they could already see their number, although there were more than fifty people and less than sixty people, but this time, five brothers were killed in the battle in his own team, and seven were seriously wounded and had a fighting ability, but thirty-eight people.

In terms of numbers, the opponent has a hard fight to win, and the odds of winning are not high.

But......

Xie Yike looked at the seriously injured brothers in the team, how could he give up these brothers? But if he fled with them for his life, ran down wildly, and shook his wounds, he was afraid that when he returned to the barracks, few people would survive.

And the other party is also a man with many horses, and on the way to be chased and killed, his back is exposed to the enemy, which is too dangerous.

The opponent can shoot arrows or throw knives, broadswords and other weapons, and his life is no longer in his hands, and those who can survive at that time are afraid that there are few and they will die.

At this moment, Xie Yike made a decision, he laughed, pointed to the Qing cavalry who were rushing, and said contemptuously: "But dozens of Tartars, how can I be afraid of them if I am in the Jingbian Army?" Brothers, copy the guys, and let me kill them! ”

The night beside him screamed in unison, waving weapons together, Ma Ziren waved his long knife, and the bench hit his shield with a hammer, and everyone was very popular. They are the Jingbian army, a lion in a hundred battles, and there is no reason to be afraid of those Tartars. …,

If there are many of them, they will be several times more numerous, and everyone will dare to face them.

Xie Yike quickly ordered: "Big girl, second girl, drama, you stay behind, protect those injured brothers, and the rest of the people, follow me!" ”

"All change horses, face the battle!"

Immediately, everyone sprang into action, and they all changed into other horses that were not ridden and had sufficient strength.

In Xie Yike's arrangement, the eldest girl waited for five nights and did not accept her, surrounded the horses in a circle, and guarded the injured brothers who did not accept the night, as well as the remains of those brothers who died in battle, some horse baggage, etc., and the remaining thirty-three people went out with him.

Almost everyone pulled out the handles on the saddle bridge holster to inspect the flint and whether the gunpowder would leak out.

In close-quarters combat, the Jingbian army is extremely sharp and can easily break through multiple layers of heavy armor, and this is not an assassination sneak attack, so naturally they will not give up their strengths and use bows and crossbows.

Moreover, the firearms flint structure is also very convenient for firing, which is a face-to-face fight, and there is no need to worry about alarming the surroundings. And the sound of the gun sounded, maybe the nearby Ming army sentry heard about it and hurried to the rescue.

In the old days, their handcuffs were wrapped in linen and did not use cartridge ammunition.

However, later the military factory improved and increased the caliber of the paper tube, although it took a lot of effort to stuff the cartridge with the cartridge into the barrel, but it also made the projectile gunpowder tightly stuffed into the gun, and it would not leak out because of the downward opening of the gun or the bump of the horse.

Each of them was skilled in the use of flintlock handcuffs, and in just a few moments, they checked them one by one, and reinserted each handcuff into the holster. Some people also found that something was wrong, so they took out the strip and rammed the ammunition inside again.

Soon everyone was ready, all holding guns in one hand and their weapons in the other, and their eyes were fierce.

As a night of non-harvesting, they are skilled in horsemanship, and with only their legs, they can drive and control the horses, so that the bow can be liberated to fight.

Xie Yike also checked his equipment, and soon, he held a gun in his left hand and a horse lance in his right hand.

Looking at the past, there were a variety of weapons that were not used at night, long and short, but many people also used horse lances.

The horse lance is a sharp weapon for horse fighting, different from the spear, the lance generally has good elasticity, when the charge stabs the enemy, the lance will bend upward, absorbing part of the energy of the charge, and the instant lance will also rebound, the enemy's corpse will be bounced away, playing the role of buffer protection.

Otherwise, when the hard spear and carbine charge to attack the enemy, the huge impact force may act on the knight's hand, and if you are not careful, this hand will be useless.

This is the difference between Eastern weapons and Western weapons, which can avoid the one-time use of Western knights who have to discard long weapons and replace them with swords due to the huge impact force.

Of course, the horse lance is so good, it is not easy to make it, the lance is broken into bamboo, rubbed into a small rod after the non-stop paint oil, paint layer by layer, dry and then paint, paint until the right time, the sword cut up with a sonorous sound, only to cut out the required length.

Then the head of the lance is loaded, and the tail is loaded with copper ingots, and the suspension rope is carried from the tail to one-third of the lance body, so that the lance body is balanced, and a horse lance is also produced.

Because of the complexity of production, in the Jingbian army, there is not much equipment, looking at the Ming army, it is generally used by generals from Jiangmen families, and inferior horse lances are not counted.

Of course, ash rods also have the advantages of horse lances, but compared to horse lances, ash rods are more rare.

The natural ash rod is soft, not suitable for making a gun shaft, only deliberately planted, it needs to be straight, there are no scars and insect eyes, and the preciousness is only available to some senior generals in the Ming army. …,

At present, the cavalry of the Jingbian Army is not collected at night, and it is already the army that uses horse lance most widely in the Ming Dynasty.

However, the technical content of the horse lance is also very high, and the aiming and preemption in the rapid movement, the detachment after the stabbing target, the depth and angle of the stabbing attack, etc., are full of a lot of knowledge, and the idlers and so on, can not exert the power of the horse lance.

In addition to the night of the Jingbian army, there are also fierce soldiers in the cavalry, and ordinary knights are not allowed to equip.

Look at the Tartar on the opposite side, it is not far away, less than two hundred steps.

At this time, the sky was bright, and they could see their appearance more clearly, under the painted copper and iron helmets, there were a pair of violent eyes, they held all kinds of weapons, or tiger guns, or knives, or maces, or heavy swords and iron whips, etc., and wore huge bows and arrows around their waists.

Everyone's yellow placket foam nail cotton armor is all kinds of oil and sweat stains, this is because the long-term sweat stains can effectively strengthen the protection of the cotton armor, so many Tartar soldiers have not cleaned the cotton armor for many years, but those Bayala and Gebush soldiers are all bright and bright.

Look at those Tartar soldiers with yellow flags, worthy of the soldiers of the three banners, all of them are fierce, and their equestrian skills are extremely sophisticated, so there must be a fierce battle.

Xie Yike snorted fiercely: "Damn the sass." ”

Looking back at the brothers beside him, they were all ready, looking at the Qingqi opposite, they all had a cruel smile on their faces, murderous, and none of them were nervous and worried.

Turning around, Xie Yike shouted: "Brothers, let those Tartars look at how powerful my Jingbian Army heroes are!" ”

He screamed, "Kill the slave! ”

Urging the horses under the crotch, the horse rushed out first.

"Kill slaves!"

The night did not stop roaring, the horse's hooves were rolling, and more than 30 people rushed out after Xie Yike.

Among them, Jie Yifeng is on the right side of Xie Yike, and Ma Ziren is on the left.

Unlike everyone who holds a gun in one hand and a weapon in the other, Jie Yifeng is still holding a hammer shield, he is used to cold weapons, and he has never been interested in using handcuffs and firearms.

The eldest girl and others who stayed behind formed a circle of their horses, and they hid behind the horses. The wounded soldiers in the inner layer of the company also took out their handcuffs in their hands.

The Tartar soldiers who were screaming on the opposite side seemed to feel the difference between this Ming army, and their galloping speed began to slow down.

Looking at the situation of the Ming army on the other side, there was a puzzled look in their eyes, there were few Ming soldiers, and there were many people here, they were not afraid?

They can't help but wonder that those Ming sentinels, when they meet the same number of Qing warriors, there are few who don't run quickly.

In the Ming army in this area, whether it was under the command of Cao Bianjiao, the chief soldier of the Ming State, the command of Wang Tingchen, or the command of Liu Zhaoji, the general soldier of Liaodong, when the number was equal, they did not dare to fight. Even sometimes the Ming army was two or three times as large as them, and they also fled, and these Ming troops ......

They were babbling and talking in nonsense.

When the Ming army rushed to attack first and rushed with a roar, many people understood and shouted: "It's the Jingbian Army, the Jingbian Army of the Ming Kingdom." ”

Immediately, these Qing soldiers were in a commotion, indeed, it was the Jingbian army, and only the Jingbian army did not collect it at night, so they would not be afraid of their sentinels of the Great Qing Dynasty, and dare to fight more with less.

Obviously, although those Ming troops were all dressed as local military households, everyone was brilliant, and each of them still held handcuffs in their hands, and they were equipped with many horses, so many handcuffs and horses, only Wang Dou's Jingbian army was widely equipped.

The prestige of the Jingbian Army is far and wide, and it is these sentry riders with yellow flags who have a trace of fear in their hearts.

…,

Moreover, the Ming army attacked first, and the momentum was not small, whether to face the battle or not, at this moment, they all had some hesitation. At this moment, Xie Yike made a decision, he laughed, pointed to the Qing cavalry who were rushing, and said contemptuously: "But dozens of Tartars, how can I be afraid of them in my Jingbian Army?" Brothers, copy the guys, and let me kill them! ”

The night beside him screamed in unison, waving weapons together, Ma Ziren waved his long knife, and the bench hit his shield with a hammer, and everyone was very popular. They are the Jingbian army, a lion in a hundred battles, and there is no reason to be afraid of those Tartars.

If there are many of them, they will be several times more numerous, and everyone will dare to face them.

Turning around, Xie Yike shouted: "Brothers, let those Tartars look at how powerful my Jingbian Army heroes are!" ”

He screamed, "Kill the slave! ”

Urging the horses under the crotch, the horse rushed out first.

"Kill slaves!"

The night did not stop roaring, the horse's hooves were rolling, and more than 30 people rushed out after Xie Yike.

Among them, Jie Yifeng is on the right side of Xie Yike, and Ma Ziren is on the left.

Unlike everyone who holds a gun in one hand and a weapon in the other, Jie Yifeng is still holding a hammer shield, he is used to cold weapons, and he has never been interested in using handcuffs and firearms.

The eldest girl and others who stayed behind formed a circle of their horses, and they hid behind the horses. The wounded soldiers in the inner layer of the company also took out their handcuffs in their hands.

The Tartar soldiers who were screaming on the opposite side seemed to feel the difference between this Ming army, and their galloping speed began to slow down.

Looking at the situation of the Ming army on the other side, there was a puzzled look in their eyes, there were few Ming soldiers, and there were many people here, they were not afraid?

They can't help but wonder that those Ming sentinels, when they meet the same number of Qing warriors, there are few who don't run quickly.

In the Ming army in this area, whether it was under the command of Cao Bianjiao, the chief soldier of the Ming State, the command of Wang Tingchen, or the command of Liu Zhaoji, the general soldier of Liaodong, when the number was equal, they did not dare to fight. Even sometimes the Ming army was two or three times as large as them, and they also fled, and these Ming troops ......

They were babbling and talking in nonsense.

When the Ming army rushed to attack first and rushed with a roar, many people understood and shouted: "It's the Jingbian Army, the Jingbian Army of the Ming Kingdom." ”

Immediately, these Qing soldiers were in a commotion, indeed, it was the Jingbian army, and only the Jingbian army did not collect it at night, so they would not be afraid of their sentinels of the Great Qing Dynasty, and dare to fight more with less.

Obviously, although those Ming troops were all dressed as local military households, everyone was brilliant, and each of them still held handcuffs in their hands, and they were equipped with many horses, so many handcuffs and horses, only Wang Dou's Jingbian army was widely equipped.

The prestige of the Jingbian Army is far and wide, and it is these sentry riders with yellow flags who have a trace of fear in their hearts.

Moreover, the Ming army attacked first, and the momentum was not small, whether to face the battle or not, at this moment, they all had some hesitation. ）