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With a golden sound from the central army, the Mongolian and Han armies in front had to be freed. The Mongolian soldiers rushed back and fled, and the Han soldiers also dragged their bird guns and ran towards the rear.

The Ming army also calmed down.

The main reason was that Zheng Zhilong did not expect the Qing army's offense to be so terrible. Then between pursuing and conservatism, he chose the latter.

The Tartars cannot be killed in one day, but the elite in his hands are quite limited.

You can't let it go!

It is easy to chase it out, but it will be a terrible thing if you are beaten by the Tartar cavalry.

In this way, only some injured and undead Mongolian and Han soldiers were left in the middle of the battlefield, and the seriously injured were howling and moaning on the ground.

He used his slightly injured hands and feet and fled back to his own front. It was like a soldier who was shot in the chest, but struggled hard on the ground and stood up. He took two steps with difficulty, knelt on both feet and fell to the ground, leaving only a miserable whine.

"It's chopping people, it's chopping people..."

Suddenly there was a loud shout in the Ming army formation, and then the Qing army saw a group of Ming army infantry holding shields turning over from the chest wall. They headed straight to the battlefield where the bodies were messy, and swung their swords to chop off the head of the Qing army.

"Brother Seventh—" Oboi shouted loudly, his whole body was about to explode. Tu Lai just now agreed that he would accept the fact that the shield cart that had been prepared for many days would not work, and if it continued to fight, it would only increase casualties.

But now this scene is unbearable. The Ming army is challenging the bottom line of the Qing army!

Tu Lai looked at Ming Jun's actions with a gloomy face, and couldn't bear it. "I'll give you a hundred vest soldiers and go and chop them up on me!"

This kind of thing that challenges the bottom line of the Qing army cannot be ignored. If he sits alone, wouldn’t it be a big reduction in the morale of the Qing army? Even though he knew that this was probably the Ming army’s aggressive generals, just like the previous head Cuju.

"Kill--" Obai led a hundred cavalry, and even several Bayala soldiers. You should know that he was the commander of the guardian army, and the guardian army in Manchu words is Bayala. The so-called guardian army commander is Bayala Zhangjing, and the commander of the Bayala soldiers in the fifty or sixty subordinates of the Yellow Banner.

Therefore, at this time, Oboi was also a well-known figure in the Yellow Flag.

Behind Oboi there is the Zahai, and with Zahai, then naturally Baidu is indispensable. Although he doesn't want to follow Zahai so closely, the sad thing is that Zahai thinks he is taking care of Baidu.

How sad.

"Kill with me and kill all those Ming dogs." Oboi's roar caused the blood of the people of Zhahai to expand. The timid bows in his heart were mixed in it, and he was also raising his arms and shouting. Just like a mediocre person, he was "indifferent to everyone".

When the Manchu soldiers moved, it was an invincible person. Whether it was the Mongolian soldiers or the Han army in front, they all rolled and crawled and made a way for Oboi and his party.

Li Wu immediately noticed the movements of the Qing army. His first reaction was to turn around and run away, but he couldn't. Not only could he not, he also had to hold his head to provoke the Qing army.

"Hurry, hurry, fight me up-"

Seeing the Ming saber player in front of him, he actually stuck a sword and stood a shield on the body, holding his head and braids in his hands. However, he was playing like a chain ball in his later generations. Oboi's belly was about to explode and he was furious.

"Boom boom boom..."

On the head of Niuzhuang City, the sound of cannons roared.

The shells hit, but most of them were not hit. Only the extremely unlucky person would be hit by the shells or hit directly. However, the shells were strong, and anyone who hit them would be terrible.

Ninety-nine percent of the Qing army ignored this, and only bowed fiercely, which was the trembling of their whole body with their teeth clenched. Their whole body was lying on the horse's back, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other. But he didn't get up from beginning to end and fired an arrow. He was not even used to riding a horse since he was a child. As soon as the cannon sounded, people were afraid that they would fall off the horse's back.

I can only say that there are all kinds of birds when the forest is big. Those who are as savage as Jianlu also have those timid people. Of course, Baidu has been brave, but his bravery only brings him sadness and fear.

It was not until the Oboi army reached about a hundred steps that Li Wu shouted and led his subordinates to retreat. But Oboi did not stop the horse at all, and he still beat the horse like a storm. Judging from his posture, it was obvious that he really took Tu Lai's words seriously.

Arjing looked at the back and hurriedly told Tu Lai: "Mr. Melezhangjing, although my Qing army is powerful, Zheng Zhilong's army is also very sharp. Lord Obai rushed over like this and lost the elite for the sake of the Nikan's heads. It is really not worth the loss."

"Argin, what you said makes sense, but do you understand it at once or again?" Tu Lai heard people's advice and murderous intentions, but he suppressed it in a flash. After all, what Argina said makes sense, and the Manchu elites are not comparable to those Nikans who are like sludge.

"After this defeat, the Qing Dynasty has already lost six consecutive battles under Zheng Zhilong. The morale of the army is boiling and the morale of the army is strong. If that is the case, how dare the Nikans dare to provoke and fight against our army? At this moment, they are stimulating each other with their heads. Even if they have the intention of agitating generals, I cannot help. Otherwise, our morale will be greatly reduced, and the morale of the Ming army will be stronger and the military will be stronger. How can we defeat the enemy at that time?"

The army of Oboi killed people at all costs, and it was Tu Lai's move to boost the morale of the army. Because the heads left on the battlefield were either Han or Mongolian, there were no military flags.

Manchus are holding their heads to avenge you. Can Nikans not be grateful? Can Mongolians not be satisfied?

On the battlefield at this moment, the cannons were silent and the bird guns were silent. Only more than twenty bald soldiers were running towards Niuzhuang, and behind them were nearly eight hundred and eight banner cavalry led by Obai to chase him.

At the end of them, in front of the short chest wall, the two teams of Ming troops were already standing upright.

Long spears pierced the sky diagonally, and rows of bird gun soldiers stood up behind them. They were holding the Lumi gun with bayonets in their hands. After several battles since they headed north, they now have signs of a silver-shaped spear head turning to a real spear head. Even the cavalry who were clearly instructed to stop the Tartars were not too panicked.

"Kill, attack with all your strength, break the formation in one fell swoop!" Aobai was not only not afraid when he saw the two Ming troops attacking, but was overjoyed. He thought that he could kill the general in one fell swoop. That big victory was still at your fingertips?

Although the five hundred men are far more troops than the one hundred and eight banners warriors will not defeat the five hundred Ming army? What a joke. One eight banner warrior can fight ten, no, twenty Nikans.

Especially most of the five hundred Ming troops in front of them are shotgun soldiers, and even if they are hit by fifty people, it is no problem.

After defeating them and driving the defeated troops forward, the Ming army behind the wall would be scared. As long as Tu Lai could advance troops in time to reinforce, perhaps Niuzhuang could take advantage of the situation and fight.

Oboi, who was happy in his heart, was not afraid of the long spear in front of him at all. Even the Eight Banners soldiers behind him were full of confidence.

When Obai was only about fifty steps away from the Ming army, the bowstring was pulled up, and the creaking sound was endless. It has to be said that for veterans who use bows, the power of the bow is more than ten times greater than that of the bird gun.

Later, countless cotton-like bowstrings vibrated, like bees flying by, and arrows also rose to the sky at the same time.

Arrows flew up from the Eight Banners Army and fell straight towards the Ming army. The bald soldiers between the two were completely despised. The loud voice of slogans was also shouting in the Ming army. A row of black muskets were lifted up, and the black muzzles were pointed at this side, but no one opened fire.

The arrows fell and they could not shake them. The Ming soldiers only showed their heads wearing iron helmets. They all saw a piece of red tassel floating across the cracks, and felt a palpitation inexplicably.

Until the distance between the two reached thirty or twenty steps, Li Wu and the others had already fled to both sides. A suona sound sounded in the Ming army. The firelight opposite the Qing army instantly formed a circle, accompanied by the explosion of thick white smoke. From the air, it seemed like a white dragon rose out of thin air.

Lead bullets flew over the distance between each other in an instant, easily tearing the flesh and blood of the war horse, and even the cotton armor on the horseback knight.

A Bayala soldier beside Obai was shot in front of his chest with a lead bullet. After penetrating the iron armor, he did not penetrate the cotton armor and chain mail inside. However, he was unlucky to drink cold water and stuff his teeth into it. He felt like he was hit hard by an iron fist. He threw away his bow and arrow and hugged the horse's neck and spit out a mouthful of blood. He had to breathe a breath, and then sat down and whineed, and piled up to the ground.

The horseman behind the horsemanship showed off again, and the incident happened suddenly. How could he avoid it?

The sound of horse hooves rolled, and only a large pile of flesh and blood remained on the ground.

Three rows of muskets were shot in succession, and the Qing army fell more than half. No one in front of the entire queue was intact.

Oboi also suffered the same fate as the Nabayala soldiers, and was even more unlucky. Who made him rush forward? Several rows of guns hit him, Oboi fell to the ground, and his neck was completely broken the moment it landed.

This Ao Shaobao, who has a very well-documented record in official history, ruined his life here.

The Eight Banners soldiers who were seriously injured could not support them and returned to their horses and ran away. In the panic, they did not find that their Bayala Zhang Jing had died.

"It's a pity that our elite cavalry cannot be sent to the field, otherwise, none of these Tartars would be able to escape." On the top of the city, Zheng Chenggong said in pain.

Zheng Zhilong was already very satisfied, "I didn't expect Shi Fun to send someone so quickly." Although there were multiple passages on the chest wall and the trench, there were only pedestrians and could not tolerate the horses rushing calmly.
Chapter completed!