After many battles, Wu Sangui has never encountered such an opponent in front of him. They cannot be described as not afraid of death. Faced with the impact of the cavalry, these soldiers not only have the courage to fight to the death, but also have the wisdom to deal with it. The structure is not messy, and everyone formed a close combat formation.

Although there was no support from the muskets, the spearmen were in front and the sword and shield soldiers were behind. The spears curbed the war horses, and the sword and shield soldiers immediately stepped forward. Behind them there were grenades, who were elusive and threw deadly grenades.

How many times did Wu Sangui think that he could break through the opponent's front, and victory was right in front of him. But what was waiting for him was a more astonishing number of soldiers, a tough front as iron. No matter how they charged, they could not break through the opponent's block, but were covered with scars. The elite soldiers and generals who had been following for many years were constantly consumed, and each death made Wu Sangui's heart bleeding.

The traitor suddenly chopped over a soldier, wiped the blood from his face, looked up and saw that three balls of flames were burning with fire, and he could see An**'s big flag looming.

The Duke of the State is still here, the Central Army is still here, the army is still here, the battle situation is in our hands. This is how many soldiers support it and the source of everyone's courage!

"Gu Zhenhua!"

Wu Sangui bit his steel teeth and didn't want to win the battle without killing this damn guy. Wu Sangui shouted loudly: "Come on, follow me to kill Gu Zhenhua!"

Leading by Wu Sangui, other personal soldiers followed closely, and rushed towards the center. Shooting people and horses first, and capturing the thief first. As long as you kill Gu Zhenhua, An** will be completely finished!

When the traitor thought of this, his blood boiled and his strength surged.

After all, facing infantry with two legs, the cavalry still had a huge advantage. The traitor suddenly noticed that there was a vacancy between the two regiments of An**.

The big traitor was overjoyed. He hurriedly urged his subordinates and rushed towards the gap. Wu Sangui waved the seven-star sword in his hand, chopped down two soldiers in succession, and rushed towards the central army along the Blood Hutong.

Looking from a distance, you can see a tall figure standing with his hands on the Yuanrong Car. Judging from his height and appearance, it is undoubtedly Gu Zhenhua!

It’s only a few months since the two of them were separated. Gu Zhenhua’s appearance was still deeply engraved in Wu Sangui’s heart. It was this damn guy who made him unable to sleep or eat. Whenever he woke up at night, only by killing him can he be truly at ease!

"Gu Zhenhua. If you have the ability, you can fight against me and see who is the real winner!"

Wu Sangui shouted, but the other party did not respond at all.

The traitor suddenly laughed loudly: "Gu Zhenhua, don't you boast of yourself as a hero? Don't you want to save the Ming Dynasty? Why don't you dare to confront me!"

"Come on, let me chop your dog's head!"

No matter how Wu Sangui screamed, Gu Zhenhua's tall back was still motionless. He stood quietly in the Yuanrong car without even looking back.

The traitor suddenly felt a strong sense of humiliation. Wu Sangui gritted his teeth and sneered: "Gu Zhenhua, no timid, I will kill you now!"

The big traitor shouted violently and rushed towards Gu Zhenhua.

But at this time, countless sword and shield soldiers rushed out on both sides. These were guard battalions selected by Gu Zhenhua himself. They had amazing combat power and everyone was brave enough to put life and death aside.

No one is truly not afraid of death, but for these soldiers, Gu Zhenhua gave them land and status. As long as he served in the guard battalion, his parents could receive pensions at the age of fifty, young children could enroll in school for free, and he could also receive generous military pay every month. In the local area, he had the privilege of not paying any favors to the officials. Even if he died in battle, he could still get a large pension, which was enough for his family to live a comfortable life.

But once you retreat, it will be a lifelong shame. Not only will you not be able to stay in the guard camp, but you will also completely drive out of An** in the north. The whole family will be sent to the mine for hard labor.

When they reached that point, there was no fun in their lives. These soldiers knew very well that they could only fight to the death. Even for their families, they were not qualified to retreat.

Kang Dali personally commanded the soldiers of the guard battalion and fought with Wu Sangui. The battle began to heat up from the beginning.

The cavalry condescendingly and attacks the soldiers. These soldiers also have ways to deal with them, including hook and sickle gunmen. They aimed at the Tartars' war horses and started madly.

The so-called hook and sickle spear has an inverted blade next to the tip of the spear. When it is pulled out, it can be cut on the horse's legs. This is the most vulnerable position on the war horse. As long as you get hit, you will most likely fall to the ground.

When the war horse fell, the knights above naturally had no good ending. After losing the war horse, the cavalry was not as flexible as the infantry. An**'s soldiers rushed forward and killed the opponent.

The battle between the Guard Battalion and Wu Sangui became more and more dangerous. The traitor even asked his subordinates to abandon the war horses and fight with An** with his skillful fighting skills.

Especially those Tartars were extremely fierce. They were wearing three layers of armor, and their ordinary weapons could not cause fatal injuries. They relied on their thick skin and flesh to keep moving forward.

And An**'s soldiers also resisted to the death, and everyone formed a battle formation and did not retreat at all.

Within more than 100 meters of Yuanrong Car, it was simply a flesh-and-blood mill. The Qing army kept rushing up, and An ** kept killing him, and the corpses on the ground were layer by layer, and more and more.

But Wu Sangui didn't care about these casualties and injuries. His eyes fell on the tall figure from beginning to end. The more the traitor looked at him, the more angry he became, and the more he looked at him, the more furious he became.

"Gu Zhenhua, Gu Zhenhua! You are so brave that you dare not move. Do you dare to regard me as if nothing is there?"

Thinking of this, Wu Sangui suddenly took off the treasure bow from behind and tapped a heavy arrow. The string sounded openly. The arrow walked like a meteor and shot towards Gu Zhenhua.

At this time, the wind and snow were already much smaller. Wu Sangui shot an arrow and just shot Gu Zhenhua's helmet.

Silence!

The helmet suddenly fell to the ground, and Gu Zhenhua's body was still motionless. When the traitor saw this scene, he seemed to be hit by five thunder. He instantly realized that Gu Zhenhua was fake!

No wonder he didn't move at all, he was actually playing the ** formation!

Facing such a vicious opponent, he actually made such a low-level mistake and was attracted by a fake target for so long. Wu Sangui's whole body was cold!

He is not a fool, he is probably plotted against by Gu Zhenhua.

In an instant, the traitor was no longer interested in the battle in front of him. The most urgent task was to withdraw quickly!

"Quick, back, back!"

Wu Sangui shouted desperately, turned his horse's head and prepared to run out. But it was too late.

Just above the ground, hundreds of fire lights suddenly appeared, and sharp roars came from the air. These were the special sounds of the Divine Fire Flying Crow.

These birds representing death once again gave death to the Tartars.

More than 300 Divine Fire Crows fell into the dense Tartar troops. Explosions sounded, and corpses were blown away everywhere and limbs were splashed everywhere.

The Tartars cried and shouted at her parents, and rushed around. The injured struggled desperately. A guy's belly was blown open and a piece of intestine emerged from his body. He ran forward like crazy.

They ran for more than thirty steps, tripped onto a corpse, and fell heavily to the ground, without any sound. There were more injured and undead Tartars, who were shouting wildly on the ground, like a group of evil spirits.

For the Tartars, the Divine Fire Crow means that An**’s firearm has been restored to use again, and also means that their nightmare is about to begin again.

However, compared to these, a threat is more deadly and comes more suddenly.

Wu Sangui was originally divided into two attacks, one of which was the main attack on the front, and he personally attacked the right wing, but in the middle of the two Qing troops, a series of gunfire suddenly sounded at the crucial connection point.

There was no familiar fire, only a deadly gunshot. Accompanied by rising smoke, the Tartars were attacked suddenly. After one round of gunfire, at least sixty or seventy fell to the ground.

These soldiers were like crawling out of hell. They were not polite and immediately shot out the gunfire of the second and third rounds.

The Tartars were stunned by the bullets like heavy rain, and a large area of ​​corpses were instantly left on the ground.

Gu Zhenhua was particularly happy to see that his carefully planned offensive worked.

In fact, although the wind and snow have caused quite a lot of trouble to An**, An**, who has already had self-produced musket equipment, is not completely helpless.

However, Gu Zhenhua had calculated that in addition to cavalry, An**'s self-produced musket was only 800. If it was taken out too early, Wu Sangui might be scared to retreat immediately, or the traitor might see through it, which would be unfavorable.

Therefore, Gu Zhenhua kept waiting and allowing the big traitor to attack his central army, but did nothing.

It’s not that he knew that the soldiers were fighting bloody and sacrificing bloody and sacrificed every moment, but as the commander, he could not be merciful and had to pay some sacrifices!

Gu Zhenhua could only grit his teeth. He personally led the musketeers, wearing white clothes, and merged with Xueye. The counterattack location was chosen at the junction where the Tartars had the weakest strength. Gu Zhenhua boldly led the soldiers to infiltrate about thirty steps.

They waited, and finally the snowflakes weakened, and a god-given opportunity appeared.

It was like a poisonous snake, and finally waited until the enemy showed signs of fatigue, and one blow was fatal!

The gunshots sounded, and the Tartars were killed and injured. Gu Zhenhua personally directed the musketeers and rushed out from the middle. Cut the tofu with a quick knife, and Wu Sangui's troops were immediately divided into two parts.

At the same time, gunfire sounded loudly, and gunpowder was filled with smoke on the battlefield, and the strong smell stimulated the nerves.
Chapter completed!