.Ming Blood Volume 3: The Resurrection of the Ming Dynasty Chapter 90: The Doomsday of the Zhenghuang Banner

Twenty miles west of the camp of the two armies, the flags fluttered and the hooves rumbled. The army rolled forward like a red ocean. The grass as high as more than half a meter high was deep into the mud after the army. A flat road appeared behind the army. It fully verified the famous saying "There are no roads in this world. There are too many people in this world, and it becomes a road."

The army was moving forward as if it could crush any east that was blocking the front, but it seemed like someone deliberately wanted a mantis arm to be a chariot. A black line in front appeared. Then the sound of hooves sounded. A team of black-clad knights with more than 2,000 people appeared. The team of black-clad knights with more than 2,000 people had all had a murderous intent at this time.

The two sides are red and black. They are clearly distinguished. However, the black side is too small compared to the red side. In front of the endless red army, the black team is like an ants and an elephant.

"Reported to Duke Jingguo. There was a team of people blocking the way." A messenger rode his horse to Huang Gong to report the report.

"I saw it. The master of the army was divided into five thousand to meet the enemy. The rest of the army continued to rush."

"Yes." The messenger was about to go down to pass. Baya on the opposite side had already rushed up the long sword and shouted loudly: "Run!"

"Run!" More than two thousand soldiers of the Zhengqi flag shouted together, following behind Baya. The rumbling hooves hit the people's hearts like drums. They raised their long swords and stared at the front. However, their eyes were not too focused, but swept to the left and right at all times.

The smile was full of scorn and the number of people was small. They didn't know how to concentrate their troops. Instead, they rushed towards the Ming army in a thin line, and they were simply dead. But they didn't know that Baya had his own difficulties in doing this. If he only attacked the front line, the Ming army could only leave some of the troops to entangle him. It would not be able to achieve the goal of blocking the Ming army. In fact, the Ming army commander Huang, who was also trying to do this. Baya had to launch a charge first and try to widen the front line.

From a high point, look, the front of the people was like a long stick across the ground. It directly blocked the Ming army's front. The Ming army kept ordering the army to stop. A Ming army officer raised his hand and shouted: "Calcium-shoot."

Thousands of muskets were raised, and the black muzzles were pointed straight forward. Facing the man who was about to rush over, the closer the distance between the two sides was, the closer they were to approach the range of the Ming army's muskets. The blood of the Ming army's musketeers was boiling, and the man suddenly turned around. The stick-like front separated to both sides. He made a big circle in the Ming army and then joined in front. Facing the Ming army again.

"Damn Tartars. Don't run away."

"The Tartars raised by the bitch are really unparalleled."

Bar."

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Di Ming found that he had been fooled and cursed. They were ready to launch. But the people turned around at the range. You can imagine the depression of the Ming army.

Baya is not a fool. He knew that if he led his subordinates to attack the Ming army in such a formation, it would be no different from dying. Although he didn't care about life and death, he cared more about delaying the Ming army for two hours. But if it was done at the beginning, how could he hold the Ming army back? It was just a bluff.

However, this kind of bluffing has extremely high requirements for riding and horsepower. If you do it a few more times, a war horse will lose some energy. But now you can drag it for a moment. Baya naturally doesn't care much.

"Duke Yasukuni. The Tartars are too rampant. The last general requests to attack." A deputy general named Yang Liudi asked.

"Okay. General Yang. I will give you three thousand troops. I will entangle this team of Tartars. The rest will continue to move forward.

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"Yes." Yang Liu bowed to Huang Gong and rode his horse to the left cavalry and circled around for a while. The former Ming cavalry immediately understood Yang Liudi's intention. A look of excitement flashed across his face.

"Clang." Yang Liu thrust out his long sword without any extra words. He pointed his long sword in front of him: "Attack!" and he clamped his legs. His horse had already started. There was a sound of "Clang." Behind him, a team of three thousand cavalrymen separated from the army. They pointed directly at the Qing army that had just stopped.

Baya was thinking about repeating what he had just done. When he saw the Ming army split a team of three thousand cavalry and came to him, his face shook and pointed at a man of a man next to him. He said, "Bahut. Give you three hundred cavalry and stop this Ming army."

"Yes." Three hundred and three thousand. The Manchu named Bahatu did not hesitate at all. The knife in his hand raised: "Run."

What a Niu Lu Man followed behind Ba. He met the 3,000 Ming army. The Ming army was charging forward and was furious. He held the sword in his hand tightly and wanted to cut Man Man with one knife.

The two cavalry suddenly collided. In the moment, people roared and horses neighed. Blood splattered. Although the number of people was small, they were only riding but skillful. After all, the contact surface of Fang Gang was limited. The Ming army was unable to play the advantage of the number of people for the time being. The number of people was three hundred.

Three thousand Ming troops blocked them.

The second time, the Ming army rushed towards the Ming army. The Ming army, who was about to advance, stopped again and pointed the musket at the front. This time, Baya used heavy skills and turned in front of the Ming range. However, this time, the Ming army did not allow Baya to slip away. The Ming army's central army flag waved. Once again, the Ming cavalry rushed out of the main team and chased after Manchu.

Baya had no choice but to divide the troops again. Another 300 cavalrymen met the Ming army. After seven consecutive times, there were only more than 400 cavalry left beside Baya. When a Ming cavalry rushed out again, Baya could only bring more than 400 cavalry forward.

This is a battle between cavalry and cavalry. Fang was divided into seven or eight battlefields not far away. He fought to the death. Except for Huang Gong, there were more than 1,000 cavalry left by the army. All the other 10,000 cavalry were on the field. The other 15,000 Yulin Weigang can only watch the show next to him for the time being. They could not join the battle between cavalry. If they wanted to join, they would hurt their own people if they were not careful.

"Yulin Guards move forward!"

"Dong!Dong!Dong!" Qi's steps temporarily overshadowed the sound of the battlefield. Five thousand Yulin Guards simply left the entire battlefield and marched forward.

Although Baya saw that, he had no soldiers at hand and could not divide his troops to intercept him. He could only watch the Ming army's Yulin Guards leave and gradually disappear into his eyes. However, with his more than 2,000 troops, he has been intercepting the Ming army for more than half an hour. He is already proud.

At first, Manren resisted the Ming army, which was almost ten times his number with his courage and superb riding skills. However, as time went by, the casualties increased, the gap in the number of people widened again. Manren could no longer support them. They were surrounded by Ming army and could not play the advantage of riding skills. Every time, each Qing cavalry had to face two, three or more Ming army weapons. If he was negligent, he would be dismissed and died.

"Zheng.Zheng" Yifeng blocked two long swords. The man was strong and his muscles were bulging. He was the famous Batulu among the people. It was not difficult to block the long swords of the two Ming soldiers. Just when he wanted to fight back, a long arrow hit his throat with a look of horror. In the crisis, he had only had time to bow his head and dodge. The long arrow brushed his face and left a blood mark on his face.

Although he avoided this long arrow, the celebrity forgot that he had to face two long swords. While he was dodging the arrow, a Ming army long sword pulled out and slashed at the arm holding the knife. "Puff." The long sword cut across the arm of the man. The thick arm of the man was suddenly broken into two pieces. His face was covered with sweat with pain. There was no end to the long sword. Another Ming army's long sword was completely immersed in the abdomen of the man. A stream of blood splashed out from the abdomen of the man. Ming pulled the knife and the man shook his body. He carried it to the ground with a "bang".

"Swish! Swish! Swish! From time to time, long arrows shot into the full circle. The people not only had to withstand the attacks of several people, but also had to resist the arrows flying in the sky. The people were in a hurry and suffered heavy casualties. Gradually, the battlefield was less and less than seven, six, and five... Many people on the battlefield had all died.

Finally, there was only one last battle left. Except for more than 100 manacles surrounding Baya, more than 2,000 manacles were mostly killed in battle. Only more than 100 people were captured.

"Kill!" More than a hundred people gathered around Baya and shouted wildly. - Their eyes were red and as if they were crazy. However, they only felt a slight pressure. The Ming army, who had been surrounding them, retreated like a tide, and set a distance of dozens of steps from them.

These people woke up from the madness. They looked at the four in a daze and found that except for them, the rest of their companions were already there. They suddenly felt sad. An atmosphere of doomsday was approaching enveloped the team.

"Surrender!Surrender!Surrender!" countless Ming army shouted.

Baya looked at his more than 100 subordinates. Everyone's clothes and armor were covered with blood. These blood stains were their own, military, and companions. No one could tell. Everyone's eyes showed a hint of fatigue. He smiled miserably. His voice was low: "Although we, Batulu, and the King of the Yellow Banner, did not hold the Ming army for two hours, we have fought to the end. If you want to survive, you should surrender."

"Don't surrender! We---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Okay. I'm awesome." A Ming army officer gave a thumbs up, but he was not polite: "Cum!"

Countless sharp arrows roared and flew towards several rounds of arrow rain. More than a hundred soldiers of the Manchu Yellow Banner were covered with arrows and fell to the ground in a row.

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Chapter completed!