Yangguli's eyes twitched, and he murmured: "So, you are that Li Xiao..."

Before he could finish his words, Li Xiao, with a ferocious expression, relaxed his right hand, released the tiger tendon bowstring, and another arrow flashing with cold light shot towards him.

Yangguli is worthy of being a veteran in the battlefield for a long time. He immediately bowed his back and barely avoided Li Xiao's deathly shot.

However, the guard behind him was not so lucky. The heavy arrow shot by Li Xiao penetrated his chest hard, and blood stormed, and the guard screamed and fell off his horse.

"Retreat! Take Master Yangguli back!"

Seeing Li Xiao quickly arching the arrow, Alinbao shouted anxiously, regardless of whether Yangguli was opposing, he forced a group of guards to retreat back with Yangguli, who was seriously injured.

Li Xiao chased and shot two more arrows, but only shot and killed the two guards behind Yangguli, and Yangguli and his friends escaped smoothly.

Looking at the backs of Yangguli and others who were running away, Li Xiao spat fiercely and put down the Soul-Slaying Bow with regret.

At this time, after nearly an hour of hard fighting, the Qing army guarding the city had already died and injured nearly 1,400 people. If it weren't for the Qing army, which was the commander-in-chief Yang Guli, who was personally escorting the formation behind and fighting to the death, would have collapsed.

During the battle between streets and alleys, Li Xiao's cavalry could not be used and could not implement tactics such as back-storming and side attacks. He could only fight against the infantry. Although he already has the advantage of military strength and the exchange of casualties is more beneficial to himself, the casualties are not optimistic.

Especially the earliest Xuanhu heavy cavalry and rampant sentry soldiers who seized the gate were killed and basically all were killed or injured.

After another twenty minutes of fighting, Li Xiao saw from afar that Yangguli and his group in the distance, leading about 200 cavalrymen and a group of infantry closest to him, suddenly turned around and rushed towards the south gate.

Fuck! The dog-entered Yangguli is about to escape!

Li Xiao was anxious, but the Qing army, who fought to the death, blocked the streets and alleys, and Li Xiao was unable to order the cavalry to pursue him.

However, after the Qing army, who had fought hard, saw that its old commander had already fled and fled, the last pillar in his heart collapsed, and more and more Qing soldiers began to kneel down and beg for surrender.

Humph, it was too late to surrender!

The red-eyed Li Xiaojun did not give them a chance to survive. They cut their swords and guns and stabbed them all the way. The surrendered Qing army was wailing and was killed. Some of the scared Qing soldiers began to flee around like headless flies.

It was Li Xiao who issued the order to stop the killing in time that the last 800 Qing troops survived.

However, Yangguli and his group had already escaped from the south gate and could not catch up with him.

Li Xiao also felt very sorry for this.

He knew that after being hit by his powerful arrow, Yang Guli was seriously injured and was old, so he might not be able to escape death in the end. However, Li Xiao was not willing to cut off the head of this man.

On the battlefield, everything is still hard to predict.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Kill the Tartars and go to heaven!"

"Kill the Tartars and gain fame!"

......

The sunset was setting, and the red clouds were shimmering like blood. After a cruel battle in Fangshan County, thunderous roars and cheers sounded like thunder among Li Xiao's army. In this extremely dangerous battle, every Ming army soldier who fought hard and won with all his heart roars to express his infinite joy.

Soon, the battlefield cleaning report counted by officials from the Supervisory and Supervision Department came out.

In this battle, Li Xiao's army killed 1,283 Manchurian soldiers in the Zhenghuang Banner of the Qing army, 630 Mongolian soldiers, 686 Han soldiers, 428 Manchurian soldiers in the Zhenghuang Banner of the Zhenghuang Banner, 249 Mongolian soldiers, 203 Han soldiers, and more than 500 Qing troops in the end, and finally escaped from the city with Yangguli.

In this battle, Li Xiaojun killed 75 shield soldiers and injured 152, 96 spearmen, 188, 62 riflemen, 85, 38 Xuanhu heavy cavalry, 45, 6 Feiyazi killed and 13, 4 Lumi gunmen killed and killed in the explosion, 15 cavalrymen in the Tumote tribe were killed, 28 were injured, and the remaining auxiliary soldiers were not injured.

Listening to the report of the Supervisor's Office, Li Xiao sighed in his heart.

There are many reasons why the casualties of the army were much greater than before in this battle, but the most important one can be attributed to the following points.

1. Because in order to attack the city in surprise, Li Xiaojun did not bring any large firearms and siege equipment, and basically relied on cold weapons to fight against each other, making his own advantages unable to be exerted. In the case of pure cold weapons, the Qing army, which was also experienced for a long time, had very strong combat power.

2. Due to the leak of the tower Zhan, the entire plan was suddenly subjected to a sudden change. Li Xiaojun, whose life was hanging on the line, paid a heavy price to seize the West Gate. A large number of elite heavy armored soldiers and Xuanhu heavy cavalrymen were all killed in the fierce battle to rob the city gate.

3. Although he has the advantage of military strength, in this small environment at the west gate of Fangshan County, there is not enough space for his cavalry troops to display his skills. He can only rely on infantry to deal with the consumption, and the complete gun and shield battle formation cannot be deployed, which can greatly increase the casualties of his troops under his command.

Fortunately, the troops finally successfully captured Fangshan County and completed the combat mission. Li Xiaojun did not fall into the dilemma of being attacked by the Qing army inside and outside the city, which was a lucky thing.

While Li Xiao was pondering, the seizure report also came up.

This time, when Li Xiaojun captured 4,620 taels of gold, 223,400 taels of silver, 420,000 stones of food and grass, more than 7,200 pieces of silk, brocade and other pieces, and infinity of weapons, swords, armor and so on.

A happy smile finally appeared on Li Xiao's face.

He knew that the reason why he could get such a generous amount of seizure in Fangshan County was that after Yangguli attacked Fangshan County, he used this place as his temporary base. Except for sending all the captured people and animals to Ajige, the rest of the gold, silver, food, grass and wealth were basically placed here.

Unexpectedly, since Yangguli entered the pass, he had spent a lot of hard robbery, and finally made wedding clothes for others, making Li Xiao a waste of money.

However, Li Xiao is still very cold and is not completely lost by victory.

Because, he knew that Yangguli, who had escaped, would never be willing to fail. He was very likely to go straight south to Bazhou and other places, and urgently seek help from another Qing army commander Abatai.

Perhaps, in a short while, Abatai, who received the news, will command tens of thousands of soldiers who were originally planning to attack Bazhou and go north to recapture Fangshan County.

If Li Xiao could not make a decision quickly, Li Xiaojun, who had only less than 4,000 soldiers to fight and had no cities such as the catapults and thunder, would have been dumplings by the Qing army in this Fangshan County.

Therefore, Li Xiao urgently ordered that after cleaning the battlefield and emergency cremation of the dead soldiers, he immediately seized and put them on the vehicle. Then the entire army evacuated Fangshan County overnight, bypassed Liangxiang County, went straight north, and entered the capital.

Only after entering the capital successfully and being exhausted by Li Xiaojun can he have the chance to rest and fight again.

In this case, Li Xiaojun has completed the military order of the court to enter the capital, although it has been delayed for nearly twenty days compared with the original period of entry set by the court.

But Li Xiao was sure that he would not be blamed. Instead, he believed that he would be welcomed to express condolences in the capital.

Because, now he has thousands of Tartar heads in his hands, and more than 800 Qing army prisoners. These things are undoubtedly the best gifts to the emperor and the court.

Such heavy military achievements are a bright spot in the Ming army in an atmosphere of devastating defeat.

When several soldiers wiped their tears, carrying a general with only half of their bodies passed by Li Xiao with a simple door panel, Li Xiao stopped them.

He saw that this man, who was covered in blood and had his legs broken, sacrificed his life to exchange for the desperate situation of Li Xiaojun, Bao Zhao, the commander of the Xuanhu heavy cavalry whistle.

When this cavalry team from Zhongtun, Guangning followed his confidants, fought against bandits, Tartars, and fought south and north, he participated in almost every battle of Li Xiao's army. It was a solid arm that Li Xiao could rely on.

But unexpectedly, at the west gate of Fangshan County, Bao Zhao, who was extremely brave, finally fulfilled his loyalty to the country.

However, he used his blood and loyalty to draw a lot of exclamation marks for himself, for the Ming Dynasty's official army, and for this country struggling in blood and fire!

Li Xiao stretched out his hand and gently tidied up Bao Zhao's messy beard, but tears flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Li, before Chief Bao Shuai died, he said something to Xiao." The army holding the door panel next to him said to Li Xiao in a low voice.

"Oh, what did Chief Bao say?"

"He said that he had already earned enough money after killing so many bandits and Tartars in his life. He was an orphan, and it didn't matter whether he was buried in his hometown. He just hoped that after his death, one day when our army fought to Shenyang, he would be buried in Fengji Fort outside Shenyang. He wanted to be buried with the earliest brothers who did not accept him at night since he joined the army."

When the military soldier said this, tears couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes.

"We passed our military order to cremate Bao Zhao's ashes and put them in boxes, and then take them back to Chifengwei and give them to his family with the pension. After our army conquers Shenyang in the future, we will then move him to Fengji Fort in Shenyang."

After Li Xiao said the order, he held back and did not let tears fall from his eyes.

He stroked Bao Zhao's cold cheeks and sweared in his heart, brother, believe me, I will fulfill your last wish.

Nearly an hour passed, when the moon was hanging high in the sky, Li Xiaojun, who had eaten dry food and packed it up, escorted the prisoners of gold, silver, grain and grass, withdrew from the north gate of Fangshan County, and headed towards the direction of the capital.

Fangshan County has since become a ghost town with only a bunch of headless corpses of Qing army.

Li Xiao, who led his troops to leave, looked up at the dark blue night sky, staring at the moon that was as bright as a gentle smile, and was speechless for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

As it was almost early morning, when Li Xiaojun was about to pass Liangxiang County, Yangguli and others who were running all the way finally arrived at the Abatai camp in Bazhou City.

Moreover, in order to catch up with speed, the only cavalry teams that arrived here now, and the infantrymen who followed the city to escape, were all on the way.

Yangguli, who was seriously injured and ran overnight, was left with only a breath of dying breath when he arrived here.

"Which part of you is here late at night?"

The small leader of the Qing army who led a patrol was very suspicious of the Yangguli cavalry, who was disorganized by the armor and everyone was full of panic, and quickly stopped them to investigate.

"Bang!"

Alin Bao slapped the little leader hard: "Damn slave! Didn't you see that Lord Yangguli came here? Why don't you go and inform Lord Abatai!"

When he heard that Yang Guli, one of the commanders of the Qing army in three directions, came in person. The little leader was shocked. He shouted and jumped towards Abatai's central army tent like a frightened rabbit.

"Master, Lord Yangguli came late at night and said that there was an urgent matter and we should discuss it with the master!"

Outside a luxurious silver-topped cowhide military tent, a personal army quickly informed outside the tent.

Abatai, who was still sleeping, was hugging two women who had been stolen, and heard the amazing news and jumped up from the bed.

What's going on?

Isn’t Yangguli in Fangshan County? Why did you come to Bazhou?

Abatai didn't think too much, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and immediately left the tent.

When he saw Yangguli, who was half lying on the ground, pale as paper, and was already in a coma due to excessive blood loss, Abatai couldn't believe his eyes.

"What's going on? Why was Yangguli so seriously injured?!"

Abatai asked loudly to Alinbao, who was still bowing his head and crying.

A Linbao had tears in his eyes and quickly and briefly talked about the loss of Fangshan County.

When he heard that Yangguli was captured by Li Xiao, who pretended to be the Qing army, and completely defeated Yangguli. Only such a little troops were left, Abatai was like five thunders thunder, and his mind suddenly became blank.

"This, how is this possible..."
To be continued...