Although it is very suspicious of pretending, the position of a super shooter still changed the unfavorable situation of the Ming army to the greatest extent.

Because all the red cannons were destroyed, the Ming army cannons and Yang Feng's giant bows could focus on the Manzhou soldiers who were suppressed by bows and arrows behind. The latter's bows and arrows could not resist them anyway. Their only way was to keep running and shooting, but they were still shot down one after another. As for the cannon fodders siege ahead, because of the simple siege equipment and the siege was sluggish by Yang Feng, the Ming army was strong on the city wall, especially with a large number of coercive guns suppressing, so it was difficult for them to climb the towering city wall by simply relying on the ladder.

As a result, the six hundred Ming army easily withstood the attack of the three thousand Qing army. Not only that, it also caused serious casualties to the Qing army, and the dead bodies quickly covered the city walls.

But this is only temporary.

Yang Feng knew very well that the disadvantage of the number of people could not be compensated because his people would be tired, and his enemies could take turns to attack, or siege from all sides could also make him exhausted. Aidulli was only threatened by the Ming army on the southern front and had to promote the attack. Once a more reasonable offensive plan is formulated or better siege equipment is made, it would be his turn to be unlucky.

"Hurry up, go and call Old Chen, I have to find another way."

Yang Feng said to the officer beside him.

Reinforcements are the most important at this time.

"Mr. Tang, what do you want to do? Ningyuan City is close to you. The emperor is fighting bloody battles with the Tartars. The city walls have not stopped for a moment. Can't you see it? Or do you pretend not to see it? What are your intentions? Do you want to put the emperor in danger?"

On a high slope within the Ming army formation on the south bank of Yongning River, Wang Chengen yelled at Tang Yu in anger.

Liang Cheng and the thirty Jinyiwei also stared at Tang Yu, and even pressed his hands on the hilt of the knife. They were Yang Feng's real confidants. Although it was difficult to see the battle at Weiyuanmen here because of distance, the sound of cannons and bird guns kept ringing clearly. Similarly, on the Ningyuan South City Wall, the flag urging them to advance could be clearly seen. It was obvious that the emperor was in danger at this time, but it was difficult for Tang Yu to stop moving. As a military supervisor, they had to doubt the true intention of the general.

At this time, no one is truly trustworthy.

"Eunuch Wang, we are also following the emperor all the way. Don't you know the loyalty of the general to the emperor? But you have also seen the Tatar cavalry on the North Bank. Even if we protect the horse, we have to pass their level first!"

Tang Yu said with a smile.

"Then let's march? Can you stare away by looking at the Tartars in a river?"

Wang Chengen said.

"Old Master, we are infantry, we have to line up against cavalry, but if we cross the river, the formation will be chaotic. At that time, the Tartar cavalry will be destroyed as soon as they rush. This is a taboo for military strategists, so it is best to wait for Lord Li's artillery team to arrive and use cannons to suppress the Tartar cavalry on the other side. At that time, cross the river again, so that we can ensure completeness."

Tang Yu said sadly.

In fact, there were only six thousand infantrymen in this batch, Li Yutian and another four thousand were escorting six cannons and grain from behind. After all, Shou Ningyuan had to eat.

"No, march immediately. Lord Li will have to arrive tomorrow. Ningyuan will only have a thousand troops alone. What if there is a mistake in the saint? No matter what other things, our family wants you to march towards Ningyuan immediately. Don't talk about the Tatar cavalry or the danger. Is it the fate of these soldiers or the fate of the saint? The bridge on the Ningyuan River is there, and our family doesn't believe that we can't rush over. Even if we can't rush over all six thousand people, there must be three or two thousand people rush over that mile. Not to mention three or two thousand people, even if one person rushes over, it is our filial piety as a minister!"

Wang Chengen said bluntly.

"Eunuch Wang, I'm afraid that no one can get through it. You haven't seen the Tartar cavalry before, but we have seen it. You are used to enjoying happiness in the palace. The things that go through life and death on this battlefield are not verbal talk."

A general next to him said sneered.

"Hmph, life and death? Don't scare people with life and death. Our family followed the emperor and came out of Beijing. Under Jizhou, our family also cut off the thief army with the emperor. At the beginning, our necks were hung in a rope on the coal mountain. If the emperor's soul had not been sent back by the great master, our family would probably have to feed wild dogs at this time, so don't scare people with life and death. Who hasn't seen it before? The emperor may not know how you fight. Our family knows everything, and they are still born.

If you die, you will run away when you see a thief. Are you the Dusi under Gao Di? When Gao Di wanted to kill you to escape in the last battle or your second uncle asked our family for a love affair? Why do you see that the situation is no longer good and you are brave enough? Let us tell you that this world is still the world of the Ming Dynasty, and this country is still the country of the emperor! Whether you are afraid or have any other thoughts in our family, you don’t want to rebel today, so you can go in and rescue the car immediately!"

Wang Chengen said with a sneer.

Behind him, Liang Cheng and others pulled out the embroidered spring sword at the same time.

Tang Yu and others looked at each other.

They really have no other intentions, even if they are the fence-bearer, they don’t have the environment at this time! They are just a habit, and they are used to being unable to move in trouble. To put it simply, they are afraid that the Qing army, especially the Manzhou cavalry, are afraid of it, and it has become an instinct. But now Wang Chengen has said that there is no other way to go.

"Advance, advance!"

Tang Yu gritted his teeth and said.

"Report, someone on the other side broke out from Yanhui Gate."

Suddenly a soldier ran up to him and shouted.

A group of people were stunned for a moment and rushed down the high slope. The infantry lined up in front of them quickly separated. When they walked out to the front, they could see that Yanhun Gate opposite the Ningyuan River Bridge was closing, and there was a running black horse outside the door. A team of Qing cavalry originally arranged on the north bank was intercepting. The riders on the horse carried a bow and the other hand to draw arrows from their backs, and shot them one after another. They continued to run, just like the legendary sharpshooters who shot without any mistakes, accurately shot down a Qing cavalry with each arrow, which made the Ming infantry on the south bank cheer.

"It's the Lord, hurry up, it's the Lord!"

Wang Chengen suddenly screamed.

It was indeed Yang Feng who came out. He could no longer wait. Anyway, the defenders could still hold on in a short time, so he handed over the command to Deputy General Chen, and he came out alone to urge Tang Yu to advance. His horse was the one from Yild, not the short Mongolian horse that the Qing army generally rode. It should be a Kazakh horse in Central Asia. It must be considered to be a very tall body, with a shoulder height of almost 1.5 meters. Even if he was wearing a leather vest, he and a pair of maces were able to run away with two layers of chain mail and one layer of cotton armor.

While running wildly, he repeated the action of pulling arrows and shooting at extremely fast speed. The light ox-horned bow in his hand was like a toy, and the high-precision aiming made the Qing army opposite him, who was also shooting at the same time, fell continuously.

But this is useless.

He also had to face the Qing army at the bridgehead of the Ningyuan River.

The Qing army, which was facing the fastest, put up the bow and picked up the spear, held a shield and clamped the spear under the ribs on the running horse's back. Dozens of cavalry lined up side by side with the middle officers as the center gradually formed geese wings, and with the dull sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground, Yang Feng also put away his bow and took off his mace from both sides of his saddle. The pair of domineering weapons, one and a half meters long, weighed hundreds of pounds in front and thin back, were nailed with sharp triangular nails, spreading on both sides like his wings.

The next moment, the impact begins!

Two spears instantly reached his chest.

Yang Feng twisted his body strangely on the horse's back. At the moment when two spears were almost pressed against his chest and back, a mace hit the head of a Qing army. The triangular nail smashed the helmet and smashed into his skull like a piece of paper, and threw his heavy body directly onto another Qing cavalry. Yang Feng suddenly turned around and grabbed the latter's spear. Just as he was snatching back, the two maces slapped at the same time, and the latter was smashed and rushed in front of his horse.

Yang Feng grabbed the war horse, and the black horse immediately jumped up and jumped over the head of the horse that blocked the front.

But at this time, the Qing cavalry team, which was originally in the shape of a geese, turned the horse's head as quickly as possible. Dozens of spears squeezed towards Yang Feng in the middle like sharp teeth in a closed crocodile's mouth. The four spears immediately arrived in front of him. The bright spear blades were separated up and down and aimed at his chest and head in groups. The fifth cavalry was about to see that the spear was aimed at the war horse under his crotch.

Yang Feng’s chance is the time difference.

He kept twisting his body on the horse's back as if dancing. With the result of precise calculations, he avoided spears in a flash, and rushed out intact like a miracle. He suddenly appeared in front of the fifth cavalry in the astonished eyes of the Qing soldiers.

The latter was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, two maces fell down with the sound of wind at the same time. The huge force almost lost his entire head. The war horse under his crotch cried and his front hooves fell down. The next moment, Yang Feng's black war horse flew past him like the wind, because Yang Feng's attack speed was too fast, and the cavalry squeezing on both sides had not arrived yet, a precious passage appeared in front of him, just like a little sunshine in front of the crocodile's mouth that had not been completely closed.

But this is still useless.

Because more Qing cavalrymen were coming in front of him.

"I am here, what are you waiting for?"

He suddenly stopped, and the war horse neighed and stood up as he tied the reins, and at the same time his roar sounded.

"I am here, what are you waiting for?"
Chapter completed!