Ma Fuming's face was pale, and he didn't know if he was scared or tired of escaping. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He wanted to shout, but he was startled, his voice rustled in his throat, and he couldn't get out. Are you dumb? In panic, Ma Fuming used all his strength, and finally, a sharp and piercing voice like a broken gong came out of his mouth: "Run!" ”

But at this moment, the smoke and dust were billowing in front of him, and countless Ming cavalry were rolling and rushing towards this side, and it turned out that the direction of his escape was towards Li Guangheng's left flank.

The family members shouted: "General, there is a Ming army riding over, do you dodge on both sides?" ”

Ma Fuming looked behind him, the chasing soldiers of the white flag Bayala who were getting closer and closer, and then looked not far from both sides, there seemed to be Tartar soldiers, he said angrily: "There are Tartar soldiers on both sides and behind us, let's flash to the side, aren't we looking for death?" Yes, raise my banner, and we'll rush head-on! ”

Ma Fuming's general flag has not been lost, but in order not to attract the attention of the Qing soldiers, he has been silent, and at this time he decided to play out, indicating his identity, so that the Ming army in front of him scruples.

A personal guard beside him said in fear: "General, head-on assault on the military formation, this is a capital crime, and you can kill on the spot." ”

Ma Fuming roared: "Lao Tzu is the general of the Ming Dynasty, the official body of the second grade, and the clan brother is the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan, what do they dare to do to me?" Quick, put my flag up, and let's go head-on! ”

Ma Fuming's Zhangwu Battalion raised the flag high, and then, he led the remaining 200 people to rush to the Jingbian Army cavalry formation.

At this time, the sound of the hooves of the war horses in front of them was getting closer and closer, and the cavalry of the Jingbian Army in strict formation, like a rushing iron stream, rolled to this side!

Closer, you can see their fiery red churning waves, sun and moon flags, fiery red armor, and blood-red horse temples. You can see the hats and iron helmets of their knights, and the grim expressions on their faces with handcuffs.

Ma Fuming suddenly felt that it seemed to be a wrong decision for him to go to the Jingbian Army.

However, at this time, it was difficult to ride a tiger, and it was seen that the Jingbian army's cavalry array remained unchanged, and the momentum remained unchanged, rolling towards their own side. Ma Fuming was frightened and screamed: "The brother in front stops, a certain is Ma Fuming, the general of Jizhen Town, and the clan brother is Ma Ke, the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan, please stop...... Hurry up and pull out the horses......"

The guards around him also shouted after Ma Fuming, and then what they saw was the knight of the Jingbian Army in front of them, raising their handcuffs at them.

"Ahh

Both Ma Fuming and his subordinates screamed.

The sound of handcuffs suddenly sounded like popping beans, strands of white smoke rose up, and in the screams, one by one, the guards were shot and fell off their horses. The standard-bearer beside Ma Fuming shot a stream of bloody arrows from his chest, and he fell down the horse in all directions, and the flag of the fifth battalion was thrown away.

The healthy horse under Ma Fuming's crotch neighed miserably, fell over with his hooves, and threw Ma Fuming and his horse to the ground.

Ma Fuming screamed loudly, and his calf was crushed under the horse's body, and he was afraid that it would be broken.

"Let go of Lao Tzu!"

Ma Fuming roared loudly and struggled desperately to pull his little feet out from under the horse. He was covered in blood, and the blood from the horse's body was constantly flowing out, mixed with the dirt and dust on the ground, so that his whole body was indescribable.

Finally, Ma Fuming pulled out his feet, and there was a burst of heart-piercing pain, and his feet were really broken.

"Dead horses also fight with Lao Tzu!"

Ma Fuming gritted his teeth and cursed, he was covered in blood and mud and was about to get up, but he heard the deafening sound of hooves, and before he could react, a horse's hoof stepped on his head.

The horse's hooves were nailed to a thick horseshoe, shining with metal, and underneath the horseshoe had been worn out a lot. The heavy horse's hooves stepped heavily on Ma Fuming's lumbar vertebrae, and with a crisp click, Ma Fuming lay on the ground again, his mouth spurting blood, and his eyes were open to the maximum. …,

Ma Fuming can't faint directly, that heart-rending and unforgettable feeling really makes people unable to survive and die.

Then Ma Fuming wanted to faint, but it was a luxury, and the intense pain made him more and more sober, and he wanted to moan, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

In his nose, he still smelled a strange smell, was it the smell of blood, or the smell of blood and earth, or was he incontinent?

Before Ma Fuming could figure it out, another horse's hoof stepped heavily and stepped directly on Ma Fuming's head, turning his head into a rotten watermelon that fell from a tall building, and blood and brains burst and flew in all directions.

Until he was dying, Ma Fuming didn't figure out what the strange smell he smelled just now was.

At this time, under the merciless handcuff blow of the knights of the Jingbian Army, Ma Fuming and those family members were all scattered. They were in a mess, some screaming and fleeing backwards or on both sides, and some standing on the spot.

Some people hurriedly dismounted, lying on the ground and kowtowing like pounding garlic: "Grandpa spares his life, grandpa spares his life!" ”

They were so flustered that they didn't even notice Ma Fuming's situation.

Waves of cavalry of the Jingbian Army swept past these routs in front of Jizhen.

The unlucky ones who stand in the way are mercilessly knocked out of the way by the horses, or killed by them with weapons such as handguns! They no longer dared to move, and watched the waves of cavalry rushing forward, all of them frightened, praying for the blessing of the gods and Buddhas from all sides.

Finally, they heard a shouting voice: "All kneel down and get off the horse, don't move, violators will be killed!" ”

How can these remaining lucky ones have the heart to resist? They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic: "Yes, thank you, grandpa, thank you, grandpa!" ”

At this time, a family member noticed the situation of Ma Fuming, and couldn't help howling miserably: "General Ma's head is broken." ”

The first row of knights rushed through the rout, and some of them, who had just used their handcuffs, quickly inserted their empty guns back into the saddle sleeves and drew out another handcuff.

The cavalry of the Jingbian Army were each equipped with three to four handguns, and the combat rules were to insert the empty guns back when they were slow, and they could be discarded when they were in an emergency. After all, in Wang Dou's heart, how can a mere handcuff be compared to the life of a soldier who has survived a hundred battles?

As soon as they had rushed through this wave of rout, their eyes were slightly empty, and suddenly the cavalry shrank their eyes, and not far in front of them, dozens of Tartars were hurrying towards them.

These Tartar soldiers, looking at the armor, are the soldiers and horses of the Eight Banners of Manchuria and the White Flag, all of them with exposed armor leaves and shining silver. There are flags on their backs, and the helmets are high red tassels, which are actually one-color Baya soldiers.

There were a few of them, with slanted flags on their backs, and they were the little leaders of the strong men of Bayala. Among them, there was a middle-aged strong man, wearing heavy armor, with a huge heart guard on his chest, and holding a banner in his hand.

The general knows that in the military discipline of the Qing Dynasty, below the banner owner, the generals personally hold the flag, and people tend to move according to their direction. If the troops are dispatched, at least Jialazhangjing will have a banner, otherwise they will have to allocate what Shiku, only ordinary triangular hypotenuse flags.

The Tartar soldiers on the opposite side were the elite warriors of the Qing Kingdom, and the belligerent factor was stirring the total body, and he shouted: "All the handcuffs are ready, kill the slaves!" ”

They changed formations in an instant, assaulted head-on, and outflanked them on both sides.

The same is true for the back rows of Jingbian army knights.

Maise, is the White Banner of Manchuria Baya Lajia Lazhangjing, belongs to the Qing State Namudu Lu clan, since childhood, he has practiced riding and archery.

As a child, his mother tied him to a horse with ropes to make him fit the horse habits. Since the age of five, he practiced small bows and short arrows, galloping in public, and then he grew up year by year, and also became a famous warrior in the Later Jin and Qing Kingdoms. …,

At the age of eighteen, he was selected as a Bayala soldier, and like him, his two elder brothers and one younger brother successively became Bayala soldiers and horse armor soldiers of the Qing State. The rise of Manchuria is invincible, just like the pursuit war in front of us, it seems that since joining the army, Maise has become accustomed to it.

In battle, there will be casualties, although compared with the Ming army, the casualties of the Later Jin soldiers or Qing soldiers have always been few, but there will inevitably be attrition.

Only in pursuit warfare will there be low casualties, or even zero casualties. For example, in the Battle of Songshan in history, after the defeat of the Ming army, more than 50,000 people were killed, and the Qing soldiers only accidentally injured eight people, this contrast is very amazing.

In pursuit battles, the enemy broke and fled, without any formation and will to fight, and they rarely turned back to fight with you. Of course, this is when you don't push them into a corner, so the pursuit battle is simple and difficult, the key is to grasp a degree, in this regard, Maise is extremely experienced.

From time to time, he rode behind the rout, stabbed a shot, or slashed a knife, which would make them scream and flee with all their might.

Even if you outflank into their array, they rarely stop and fight hard, because as soon as you stop, the allies take advantage of the opportunity to run.

To escape, you don't need to run faster than the enemy, as long as you run faster than the friendly army, this is the truth that any soldier knows in both the Ming and Qing dynasties.

And in an army that is prone to rout, it is obvious that the ideological consciousness of the sergeants cannot be so high as to sacrifice their own lives and let others escape.

Of course, it is not that there are no stunned young people, or unwilling generals, who want to organize a rout, and then the role of outflanking the cavalry is reflected. Mai Se led dozens of Baya soldiers to outflank him, and he couldn't remember how many Ming soldiers he had defeated and how many strong Ming warriors he had killed.

He was even about to outflank the front of the rout, and he also aimed at the fleeing rout. It seems that which Ming generals are leading some of the family members, they are really fast, and they and the other two or three horses keep changing horses, but they can't catch up with their escape speed.

But no matter what, the head of the Ming general's head is going to be determined by himself, maybe after this battle, the throne of the white flag Baya Lama Zhangjing beckons to him. Although there are a few Baya Lama Zhangjing in the banner, there is only one real position, but there is always a thought, isn't it? Just come a few more times like the pursuit battle in front of you.

However, there is always a shadow in Maise's heart, and he is not afraid of all the armies of the Ming Kingdom, except when he met the army in Julu a few years ago. …… It was really a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his two elder brothers, one younger brother, had not been seriously injured a few times in the past, but in Julu, they were all killed.

When she returned from the battle, after learning the news, Eniang's eyes were blind from crying, and Anen was also depressed, because several of the Ah Hui who loved her were gone. Not only their family, but during that time, Shengjing City was also a family with filial piety, and every household was crying.

For that army, Maise has mixed feelings, including hatred, fear, admiration, caution, and helplessness. He had no choice, so he sprinkled his anger on a few Han slaves who did not like it, and tortured them to death.

However, the words of a Han slave before his death shocked him, and he said: "Tartar, you will not end well, and you will die worse than me in the future!" ”

Perhaps under the influence of that man, Maise often had nightmares in the future, dreaming that she had been cut by a thousand knives, or that her scalp had been stripped alive, in short, she had been subjected to all kinds of cruel torture and died.

Every time he woke up from a dream, Maise always broke out in a cold sweat, he knew that there was a general named Wen Daxing in that army, who liked to skin people. When all the Qingbing mentioned this person, they all gritted their teeth, and they were afraid that they would not fall into the hands of this person in the future, and Maise subconsciously also had such worries. …,

In terms of cruelty and tyranny, that army will not lose its own Qing army, which really makes all Qing people hate, these Han people are gentle and elegant, courteous, righteous and shameful, where have they learned?

At this time, his left hand was holding the white flag Bayala Camp and the Daxu flag of Jiala Zhangjing, and his right hand was holding a tiger spear nearly nine feet long. The blade of the tiger spear is nine inches long, there are several blood grooves on the blade, and the blades are ridged one by one, making the blade body like a gui, and the color is dark red at this time, and I don't know how much enemy blood has been drunk.

Nearly half of the shaft of his gun has an iron pipe connected to the shaft of the spear, near the blade of the gun, and there is a section of antlers on the left and right. Hang down the two long strips of leather, which is to prevent the target from piercing too deep and injuring yourself.

After all, this tiger gun was originally designed to fight tigers. The blade is like a knife, and the spear edge is very sharp, even if the tiger and bear are fierce and the skin and bones are tough, they can also be pierced with one blow. Therefore, it is necessary to have a small piece of antler stick on the left and right sides of the blade.

After the rise of Manchuria, the tiger spear was mostly used in the battlefield battle array, and the tiger spear battalion was established one by one.

In addition, there are also a number of iron bones hanging on the saddle of Maise, like a small copper hammer pierced with spikes, like a small version of a mace, designed to deal with the target's heavy armor and shield, thrown out, the target is all shattered.

Because Bayala is mostly used for assault, most of the opponents are Ming State armor soldiers, so the Baya soldiers of the Qing State are mostly equipped with iron bones, flying axes, and javelins.

Although Maise held a flag in his left hand and a gun in his right hand at this time, he was skilled in horsemanship, and he did not need both hands, but only needed waist and leg strength to control the horse.

Looking at the Baya Lamas beside Maise, most of them are like this, and most of their equipment uses tiger guns, and only a few of them use long-handled knives. The knife was narrow and curved, with a blade and a rod, nearly seven feet long, and if it was struck, it would be halved by the man and the horse.

They all carried huge bows and arrows, but only a few of them used horse bows.

Because of the way they were trained, the Manchurian cavalry was mostly strong on their feet and made good use of big bows. Horse shooting, but not as good as the Mongols, although many people can also turn left and right, left and shoot right, but still used to dismount and fight.

For some reason, Maise looked at the Ming army in front of her, and so many thoughts flashed through her mind. He was a little surprised, is he old, I heard that people will be sentimental when they are old, but he is only in his forties, not too old?

He was thinking about whether to speed up his horse and catch up, and he must not let the Ming general run away, otherwise his throne of Baya Laxu Zhangjing would be far away.

At this moment, I heard the sound of hooves in front of me like thunder, and then the sound of guns was loud, and the Ming army in front of me fell off their horses one by one.

Maise was stunned for a moment, and saw a fierce Ming knight rushing out from the white smoke of the fire gun in front of him. They all wore hats and helmets, red clothes and red armor, and even their horses and sideburns were dyed blood-red, and they were all murderous, and their eyes flashed with bloody and cold light from time to time.

When the two sides met, they were stunned.

In an instant, all kinds of complicated emotions surged into Maise's heart, looking at the people around him, after all, most of them had fought against the Jingbian army in Julu and other places.

But then Maise forcibly suppressed all kinds of panic and other emotions, and skillfully shouted and cheered.

Seeing that someone beside him was about to take out a riding bow, Maise roared to stop it, and when he looked at the armor of the Jingbian army, he knew that the horn bow was useless to them. For them, the elite armorers, only throwing weapons such as javelins and bones are useful.

At the moment of lightning, Maise didn't think about escaping, but when he pursued and outflanked the Ming army for a long time, there were several horses to ride, which was better than the new force that the other party had just fought for? is still an elite new force, if you turn around and run away, the scene of chasing the rout, you will have to change it to yourself. …,

Only by fighting to the death can there be a glimmer of life, especially the deaths of Ah Hui and Ah Dou came to my heart, and Mai Se's eyes were red.

Both sides were well-trained and well-trained, and in an instant, the officers of both sides roared wildly and rode their horses to form a suitable battle formation.

Maise's team of fifty Bayala formed a frontal formation, with him and a few Bayala strong as the leader, several layers of elite Bayala soldiers behind him, and fifteen on each wing. One by one, they took out the iron bones hanging from the saddle, and held the javelins, axes and other weapons in their hands.

Seeing that the Jingbian army on the opposite side formed a fish-scale formation, roaring and galloping, they had strong troops, and the dense elite cavalry was vacated from time to time, outflanking both sides, and I don't know how many people there were.

Maise's eyes are as sharp as eagles, they have been on the battlefield, what scene have they not seen? Although the elite of the Ming army is overwhelming, they will not be afraid of it!

Maise raised his banner, and all the Bayalas looked at his banner, and he rode his horse first, shouting: "Kill Nikan!" ”

All the white flags shouted: "Kill Nikan!" ”

"Kill all the Tartars!"

The Jingbian army on the opposite side also roared.

Smoke and dust billowed from both sides, and the iron hooves of the cavalry on both sides slammed heavily on the ground, making a chilling dull sound.

In an instant, the two sides were not far apart, and as soon as they entered twenty steps, the two sides killed together. The knights of the Jingbian Army, the handcuffs roared loudly, and those who were white flags and bayatas threw their javelins, iron bones and other weapons with great force.

The two flanks were the first to engage in battle, and the knights of the first row of the Jingbian Army were the first to contact the enemy and change formations first. They had a total of two hundred horsemen, leaving only fifty in the middle, and one hundred and fifty in the remainder, outflanking the two wings. Their wings were divided into multiple layers, each of which ran diagonally upwards from the inside to the outside, making it easy to shoot at the angle of the handcuff.

Layers of knights, constantly passing and shooting, a handgun burst into flames, and then turned into smoke and quickly dispersed backwards.

In order to increase its power, the caliber of the Jingbian army's handcuffs is huge, although it is not far away, but it can break through heavy armor at close range. One by one, the thick lead bullets tore through the expensive armor leaves on their outside, then pierced through the cotton armor inside the armor leaves, and finally broke through their innermost chain mail and crashed into their bodies.

After the lead bullet rolled in the body, the wound met the air, and the strong pressure in the body caused the blood in the body to turn into blood arrows and spurt out, and they screamed and fell backwards and fell off the horse.

However, these bayalas were very skilled, and many of them were good at dodging, and some of them were shot shots, only hitting their horses. The horses were shot, let out a long scream, and jumped and rolled, knocking the knight off the horse.

When the two sides made contact in the first wave, several white flags on both wings threw their flying axes, iron bones and other weapons, and with the help of horses, they were accurate and ruthless.

A knight of the Jingbian Army, as soon as he fired a sword and knocked a Bayala off his horse, he saw an object suddenly coming towards him, and his strength was very strong, but it was an iron bone.

He subconsciously raised the round shield of his left arm and swept it, and with a "boom", the round shield was torn apart, and under the violent force, the knight was also unstable and rolled off the horse at once.

There was also a knight of the Jingbian Army, and before he could fire his gun, a javelin shot in the face, and the knight had no time to dodge and was shot out of his chest.

His handcuffs fell into the dust, and he struggled to hold on to the saddle, and he was afraid that his lungs would be punctured, right? The knight tried to breathe, but only coughed up bloody foam from his mouth, he felt the darkness in front of him, he tried to see the mountain, the cloud, the land where he was fighting, but he could not get his way.

Eventually, he fell straight off his horse.

Although the white flags on both flanks fought desperately and constantly threw their weapons, they were outnumbered and outnumbered. …,

Whenever they throw a weapon, or before they do so, several handcuffs are fired at them. In the case that the elite level of both sides is about the same, there are more people and fewer people bully, and this is the magic of it.

The knights of the Jingbian Army on both flanks did not fight them at close range, but only came in waves and passed by them. A few paces away from their horses, or a distance of one or twenty paces, shoot them with a handcuff.

These Baya soldiers, who have practiced combat skills since childhood, can only play one kind of throwing immediately if they have the ability to do so.

The knights of the Jingbian Army who swept in seemed to be continuous, the sound of the handcuffs was non-stop, and one by one the Baya soldiers howled and fell down with bullets.

A tiger-backed bear-waisted Baya roared unwillingly, threw his beloved tiger spear hard, and pierced a knight of the Jingbian Army with a man and a horse more than ten steps on the right. But then, a blood flower shot out from his neck guard, which seemed to be dense, and with the sound of the gun, streams of blood mist shot out from all over his chest and abdomen.

Bayala opened his mouth and roared, but he couldn't make a sound, he was shot in the neck, his trachea leaked, he wanted to roar, only to let the blood in his neck spray faster. In the end, Bayala was angry and unwilling, so he planned to die straight at once.

There were fewer and fewer Bayala soldiers on both flanks of the Frontal Array, and the knights of the Jingbian Army who swept from the two wings not only attacked them, but also continued to shoot at Bayala in the middle of the Frontal Array.

These Qing soldiers had to deal with the knights of the Jingbian Army who rushed in front of them, but they didn't care about the two wings, and they shot them one by one.

"Kill Nikan!"

Maise roared loudly, holding a flag in one hand and a tiger gun in the other. He took the lead with a few Bayala Zhuangda, as well as some of the strongest Bayala soldiers in the team, forming the front end of the front arrow formation, and behind him, a formation that slowly opened to both sides.

The iron hooves were churning, the heavy horses were intertwined, and the cavalry of the Jingbian Army on the opposite side was also roaring and rolling.

Both sides were not afraid, and both had the courage to fight to the death.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides entered within twenty-five steps, and the Ming army on the opposite side rang out like a bean, and white smoke and fire came out.

There were also two wings of the Ming army, which also fired bullets, and some Bayala and war horses in the formation were shot, and even two strong men rolled under their horses. Maise's horse was also shot, and he deftly jumped on another horse beside him and continued to charge with the flag.

Some of the baya yells beside Maise roared, and threw a wave of javelins and iron bones hard, and some cavalry of the Jingbian Army screamed and fell off their horses. Especially those strong people, the javelins and throwing axes that shot over almost all hit the target.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides approached, and the knights of the Jingbian Army in Qianbo threw their empty handcuffs, pulled out their riding guns, and ran viciously.

The iron cavalry roared, the dull crash of the horses, and the terrible howls of all sides.

Maise held a flag in his left hand and a gun in his right, his legs clinging to the horse's belly, and his hips dangling from the saddle. He aimed at an oncoming knight of the Jingbian Army, with a stout body. Seeing him rushing with a roaring spear, Maise also roared and rode his horse to meet him.

Suddenly, the two sides were less than ten meters apart, and they could see each other's hideous expressions.

In an instant, Maise saw a black tassel floating on the knight's helmet and a black and red waist tag pinned to his waist. Now in the Qing Dynasty, I have a better understanding of the establishment of the Jingbian Army, and Maise knows that this Ming Army is at least a senior sergeant in the Jingbian Army, and it is also a military position of a commander.

Maise shouted, and the tiger spear in his hand stabbed out, and at the same time, the Jingbian army armor commander stabbed at the spear.

The two horses intersected, blood splashed, and the moment of lightning and fire, Maise's body was slightly sideways. The spear of the knight of the Jingbian Army stabbed close to his left arm, bringing out a mist of blood, and perhaps a large piece of flesh was missing from Maise's left arm.

However, the tiger spear with a crimson color, with a snort, also pierced into the chest of the armor chief, until it reached the blade sleeve and a short section of antlers on the left and right. Even so, the blade of the tiger spear was extremely long, and it almost came out of the body.

Cavalry duels are far more cruel than infantry, requiring not only courage and combat skills, but also rich experience and keen prediction.

Because the speed of the war horses on both sides is fast, the difference is the end of death.

Obviously, Maise has been fighting on the battlefield for decades, and he has to seal the white flag of the Qing Dynasty, Baya Lajia Lazhangjing, and the battlefield fighting skills are indeed not trivial. He is outstanding in terms of battlefield experience and anticipation ability.

However, Maise looked annoyed, and the moment he was about to draw his gun, he saw the resolute expression of the commander of the Jingbian Army. He was so painful that his whole body convulsed, and he subconsciously clung to the barrel of the gun. Opportunity is only in a moment, which makes Miles lose itself

The beloved tiger gun has also lost its very important weapon to kill the enemy. ）