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Chapter 698

On the top of a hill in the north of Xingshan Mountain, Liu Cheng, a guerrilla general under the command of Liaodong General Liu Zhaoji, asked anxiously: "Show handsome, if you don't give orders, I'm afraid the Buying brothers won't be able to withstand it!"

Liu Zhaoji seemed to have also made up his mind, and he shouted an order: "Order the cavalry on the left and right flanks to attack, and Liu Qiang's [-] cavalry in the middle to attack."

Liu Cheng asked with a puzzled look: "Handsome, are we not going?"

Liu Zhaoji stared at the battle at the foot of the mountain, and replied casually: "A good steel mouth must be used on the blade!"

The heavy cavalry of the Tartars continued to pour in, turned over and dismounted, and brandished swords, tiger spears, maces and other heavy weapons to enter the battle group. As they continued to enter, the formation of the Ming army began to loosen and retreated continuously. More and more Tartars rushed in through the gap.

Suddenly, there was a rush of horseshoes stamping on the ground, getting louder and louder from far to near.

The hillside is full of bright red flags fluttering, rushing down continuously, behind each flag is a group of armored elite cavalry, they are slowly accelerating, swooping down from the two wings of the infantry battalion in a neat cavalry formation.

The Tartars reacted quickly. They hadn't rushed into the cavalry in the infantry camp, and immediately split to the two sides to meet the diving Ming cavalry. It seemed that they didn't care about the disadvantages of their own terrain. Many Tartars even quietly put away their long weapons. , while picking the bow and arrow in hand.

Seeing the chaotic melee and cavalry confrontation on the hillside, the battle is about to enter a fever pitch in a blink of an eye.

Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Eastern Liaodong, yelled: "Beat the gong, beat the drum, change the order, tell the infantry to make way!"

He rode on the horse, raised the mace in his hand high, and shouted angrily: "Boys, follow me to kill slaves!"

"...Kill...Kill the slave...Kill the slave..."

Liu Zhaoji took the lead and rushed to the forefront. He danced a heavy mace, opened and closed, and wherever he went, he was invincible. More than [-] family members followed closely behind him, also galloping And down.

Liu Cheng, as the leader of his servant team, although he really wanted to rush to Liu Zhaoji's body in his heart, but he still failed to do so.

Although the heavy armor of the Tartars abandoned horses and fought on foot, they were wearing multiple layers of armor, which could not be cut or stabbed by spears. However, if the infantry of the Ming army encountered their broadswords, tiger spears, and maces, they would only die. , They were either smashed into meat, or hacked in half by them.

"Aha!"

Liu Zhaoji let out a tiger roar, and struck down with the heavy mace in his hand. In front of him, a Tartar with a red flag, Pashku subconsciously raised his shield.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

The shield was split in all directions, blood and flesh splattered, and there was a "snap" with the sound of fractures, and the left hand of the Tartar was completely broken.

Where the left hand was broken, pieces of Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, the shape was horrible.

"what……"

The Tartars were divided into Pashiku and howled loudly.

"Go to hell, Tartar!"

Liu Zhaoji's eyes were red with blood, and he roared again, hitting the head hard with the heavy mace.

The blood mist flew up, and the head of Pashiku, who was assigned to the Tartars, exploded in an instant, his upper body became pulpy, blood mixed with brains splashed in all directions, but his body was caught in the chariot, unable to escape, just like that Humanoids died standing.

Seeing the bravery of the general, the morale of the soldiers under Liu Zhaoji's command was greatly boosted. They all followed behind the general Liu Zhaoji, shouting loudly, and charged forward.

Not only that, those Tartar heavy armored cavalry who rushed into the gap in Che Town were also surprised. Apart from seeing the power of the ancestor's army outside Jinzhou City, they had seen the bravery of the Wu family's little thief before. It was discovered that Liaodong still had such brave soldiers and horses.

The battle scene was extremely fierce, people kept falling off their horses, and the entire lower half of the hillside became a killing field, with people howling and horses neighing like hell.

Seeing that even if they invaded the Ming army's infantry position, the Ming army did not show signs of collapse for a long time, and the Tartars knew that their strategy would not succeed.

At the same time, their own casualties continued to increase. This kind of exchange ratio was simply unbearable for them. What's more, according to the reports from the sentry cavalry, there was still a group of over ten thousand Ming troops rushing here.

Finally, there was a sound of golden drums rushing to withdraw troops from the Tartar formation, and the Tartar offensive team receded like a tide in an instant, and even the Tartar cavalry, who were feinting to attack and harass, retreated in the same way.

Seeing them retreating suddenly, there was a burst of cheers on the Ming army's position.

However, how could Liu Zhaoji give up easily?
He personally led the servants under his command to chase hundreds of steps madly. Although he also suffered some casualties, Hao Lai still kept most of the Ta thieves who were wounded or killed in front of the battle. He was the head of these Ta thieves. It's settled.

Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, rode his horse to inspect. All the generals and soldiers under his command cheered and shouted wildly. The soldiers of the infantry battalion were divided into several teams. The heads of those Ta thieves, and some of the armor on the Ta thieves.

At this moment, the infantry positions under Liu Zhaoji's command were covered with blood, flowing everywhere, and the groans of the wounded could be heard everywhere. He was used to seeing such scenes, so he didn't take it seriously.

Liu Zhaoji's heart was full of pride and joy. In this battle, according to the current rough estimate, the number of beheaded Tartars has already reached nearly a hundred. This is an unprecedented victory. How can Liu Zhaoji not be excited?
He looked at all the soldiers under his command, all of them were full of smiles. Although he bullied the few with more, he had won the battle after all. Moreover, even if the Tartars charged with heavily armored horses, they still failed and retreated. How could the generals not be overjoyed? .

Tartar is nothing more than that!

Liu Zhaoji's relative guerrilla Liu Cheng came galloping on horseback and shouted loudly, "Sir, the Tartars are fleeing to Nanshan, should we take advantage of the victory and pursue them for a while?"

"Chasing! Chasing! Chasing!"

The entire Ming army position was filled with howling and howling.

Liu Zhaoji rode his horse and looked far away, hesitating in his heart, but seeing how excited the soldiers were, he also felt that the army's morale was useful. Suddenly, Liu Zhaoji held up the mace in his hand and shouted loudly: "The Tartars picked up my firearms, It's not that easy to slip away now?

Boys, follow me to hunt down slaves! "

With the power of victory in the battle, the Liaodong General Soldier led nearly 4000 cavalry under his command, and chased the Tartars in the direction of their defeat.

However, Liu Zhaoji had been on the battlefield for a long time, so he was still very cautious. He only used his cavalry to chase after him, while the infantry formed a formation of chariots and slowed down to support the pursuing cavalry.

Liu Zhaoji pursued all the way, and cut down some Tartar infantry who were unable to escape. The soldiers of the army chased them all the way to the foot of Jiama Mountain in the north of Xingshan Mountain.

But I saw that the Tartars were holding the red flag, and the remnants of the defeated generals with the red flag were gathered on a small hill. They had no shielded chariots, and they only used shields, broadswords, and long spears to form an array and waited for them.

All the Ming soldiers who came in pursuit laughed wildly, Feng Shui took turns, and now the offensive and defensive trends were reversed, and it was the turn of the Tazi soldiers to guard against death.

Liu Zhaoji snorted coldly and thought to himself: the remnants of the Tatars will gather here, when our infantry and chariots arrive, they will be able to defeat the Tartars' formation with only gunshots.

He commanded the cavalry to spread out slowly, and surrounded the place where the Tartars were on three sides. After a while, when the infantry chariot arrived, he was about to order an attack, when he was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned pale: "This is impossible!"

He suddenly saw, and saw very clearly, that there was a big mountain next to this small mountain, and densely packed Tartar cavalry slowly rode out from the forest on the mountain.

"There are ambulances!"

(End of this chapter)