Li Xiao felt his face was cold, and every touch was covered with water. I don’t know when, snowflakes fell from the sky. At first, they were just a few small snow particles, but when the north wind blew, it hurt when the face was hit. Later, they became like goose feathers.

The heavy snow is falling, as if God is sifting cotton.

The snow fell on the Hun River, making a sound of "sand" and "sand". After the hustle and bustle just now, the battlefield became a little quiet again. The Eight Banners soldiers kept wandering in the distance, and the white-pole soldiers kept moving.

Allocate defenses. Qi Jiajun is working harder to build fortifications!

The last ray of skylight was also obscured by dark clouds, and a strange red color appeared between the sky and the earth.

Li Xiao is still digging trenches. If the white-pole soldiers' formation is broken through, this will be a defensive battlefield, and the trenches must be dug quickly. Only by laying out enough defenses can the Qi army, which is all infantry,

Effectively block the attack of the Eight Banners soldiers.

Qi Jin even sent people to start building fortifications at the rear of the Qi family army. Qi Jin was always worried about the commander-in-chief Zhu Wanliang.

"We should camp on the opposite side and help with the white-pole soldiers." Yuan An put down the young master and actually dug a ditch with Li Xiao. This made Li Xiao look at the young master with admiration and said with conscience,

These days, it's rare for a young man like him to be willing to put down his posture.

At first glance, it looked like he had never done any work before. He was digging with a shovel and digging hard. His head was covered with sweat, but the hole was not deep.

But when everyone else saw that Mr. Yuan was working, no one was lazy.

But the question he asked was a military idiot. Ao Canghai rolled his eyes and couldn't even see his eyeballs.

"It's too late to camp on the opposite side. The Eight Banners soldiers will launch an attack soon. The Qi army's tactics are different from those of the white-pole soldiers. They must use fortifications. Look at those blunderbuss. Once the enemy gets close,

That's a nightmare!

Look at how many Tatar soldiers there are, I'm afraid they must be no less than tens of thousands! Once the white-pole soldiers can't hold on any longer, they will withdraw at night. We can still give them a place to stay. If we also fall in, that's it.

The entire army is destroyed, and there is no chance of a comeback."

Since Ao Canghai rolled his eyes, Li Xiao had to explain to Yuan Ang. This guy was a bit talkative. If he didn't explain it clearly to him, he would keep mumbling.

"Do you know the art of war?" Yuan Ang stopped what he was doing and looked at Li Xiao with his eyes shining.

Li Xiao wished he could give himself a mouthful, which he really deserves!

No need to smoke!

Consulting in this era is far less developed than later generations. It is basically a broken book after reading it. The "New Book of Jixiao" written by Qi Jiguang has been published for more than ten years, and it is considered a new book. The even older "The Art of War of Taigong" is still popular.

, not everyone has the opportunity to watch it yet. Unlike later generations, post bars, online articles, and various historical and military documentaries.

Some extremely obscure things in history will be familiar to later generations. Li Xiao also served as a soldier, so he was naturally interested in these things.

With Li Xiao's experience, many generals such as guerrillas may not be involved. The army in these days is full of illiterate men like Man Gui. Many generals can't even read official documents. Some of them can't read official documents.

The cunning civil servant wrote the official document of reprimand with beautiful words. There was actually a military general who used it as a letter of commendation and read it everywhere!

"I heard what others said." Li Xiao lowered his head to work and made up his mind not to talk nonsense again.

"Haha! My dear brother is really a great talent!" Seeing Li Xiao working with his head down, Yuan Ang praised him. He was even more determined to win over Li Xiao and get a considerate staff member for his future career.

"The Tatar soldiers have moved!" Ao Canghai suddenly shouted.

Li Xiao climbed out and stood on the slope. He saw Tatar soldiers in the distance stepping on the snow and rushing towards the Ming army's formation on foot.

"Yellow pacesetter." Ao Canghai's heart tightened when he saw the yellow flag.

Huang Biaobing is a flag under Zhenghuang, a flag controlled by Nurhachi himself. Among the eight banners, Zhenghuang Banner ranks first in terms of combat power.

Li Xiao couldn't help but scream inwardly. He always thought that the Eight Banners Army was all cavalry. But he didn't expect that the Eight Banners Army also had infantry. These people under the Zhenghuang banner were the Eight Banners infantry.

These people pushed two-wheeled shield carts. The fronts of these shield carts were made of wooden boards that were one inch thick. They were as tall as a person and two to three meters wide. The soldiers under the Zhenghuang banner were all hiding behind the shield carts.

He held a shield on his head to guard against the falling arrows.

The crossbow arrows fired by the white soldiers hit the shield cart and made a "dong" and "dong" sound. Even the thrown arrows injured several people. Especially the group of yellow standard soldiers walking in the front.

They were all wearing dark iron armor. They didn't use shields at all. The arrows falling from the sky were shot at them and all bounced away.

"Grandma! They are going to grind the white-armed soldiers to death!" Ao Canghai saw the black army formation trying to suppress the white-armed soldiers and threw the pickaxe on the ground.

"Is that the Xianglan Flag?" Li Xiao recognized the Xianglan Flag, and it was the Xianglan Flag men who massacred Ivory Village. Li Xiao also seized a Xianglan Flag token!

The soldiers and horses with blue flags in between also pushed the shield carts. They slowly pressed against the white-pole soldiers from the southeast direction. To the east and southeast, the yellow flags and blue flags actually invested nearly ten thousand people.

The dense mass of people stretched out for miles, making one's scalp numb just by looking at it.

This time Nurhachi learned his lesson and did not use cavalry to rush into the formation. Instead, he chose infantry and got closer little by little. There were only a few thousand white-armed soldiers. Even in a one-on-one fight, they could defeat the white-armed soldiers.

Fight the light.

Qin Bangping's face was ashen. The winter in the Northeast was really too cold. This made the white-pole soldiers who came from afar and were born and raised in the southwest very unaccustomed. Just now, he took advantage of the break of the battle to let the soldiers eat something. But the big cake

They were all frozen to the bone, and it felt indescribably uncomfortable to eat.

Now the Tatar soldiers rushed up again, and they were all infantry. There were no more opportunities for trickery, and it was hard to say that we would have to fight hard. I just didn't know how much of my soldiers could survive after this battle.

Xifo first waved his hand to block an incoming arrow, and through the gap in the shield cart, he saw that the Ming army was getting closer and closer, and it was already less than thirty steps. The mace in his hand was raised high above his head, "Kill

!”

A roar like thunder resounded throughout the battlefield, and the yellow soldiers behind them immediately rushed out of the cover of the shield car with a cry of "ouch" and "ouch".

Xifu rushed to the front first, and arrows flew randomly in the Ming army. He didn't take it seriously at all, and the arrows hit him with a "ding-dong" sound, and they couldn't penetrate his armor at all.

The tiger-like Xifu rushed into the Ming army formation first, and a Ming soldier in front of him stabbed him with a spear. He was knocked away with a blow from his stick!

The man was in the air, and a long mouthful of blood spurted out. When he landed, he knocked down seven or eight people.

"Holy shit! This guy is a Transformer!" Li Xiao's eyes almost fell out.
Chapter completed!