If an ambushed, if it were an ordinary cold weapon army, the first reaction was to panic, and maybe turn around and flee, and then collapse. Kong Youde, the eight banners of the Han army, were just the opposite. After a brief suspicion, they saw the Ming army rushing towards them, as if their dignity was offended, and they were furious. At the same time, they pulled out their battle knife and rushed towards the Ming army's front army.

"Kill!" The eight banners of the Han army shouted even more fiercely by the Ming army. Even in the rumbling sound of horse hooves, they could be heard clearly, as if they were not the ambushed party.

They did not believe that the Ming army dared to fight with them in the field. No matter how many Ming soldiers were, as long as they killed the most brave small number of people, the Ming army would be afraid and retreat. They could easily kill the Ming army who bought their backs for them as they could chase the animals. This is an experience that has been tried and done over the years.

The Tartars' reaction was beyond the expectations of the Ming army. Seeing the other party's hideous face and remembering the various rumors about the Tartars, the Ming army in front couldn't help but hesitate. They were just in front of the torrent. Even if they wanted to stop, they had to rush over, but their hands holding the knife were shaking.

The two sides were not far away, and the horses had already sprinted and collided quickly. With a loud bang, countless blood splashed from the middle. The figures on both sides fell to the ground like beans. The dry land was soon stained with blood.

Kong Youde's troops were wearing black clothes, which contrasted sharply with the Ming army's red uniforms. It was like two rivers, one red and one black, colliding, and soon became a situation where you and me, and I had you, everywhere, there were fierce collisions of weapons, shouts of killing from both sides, and screams made by soldiers before they died.

Although there are many Ming soldiers, they do not gain an advantage, and there are more people falling off the horse. For every Han Eight Banners, almost two or three Ming soldiers fell down. Even if they did not die on the spot, they would have the fate of falling off the horse's back on such a battlefield.

However, the Ming army rushed out of the valley, and the momentum was like a torrent. The people in front were still a little scared, but the people behind had a psychological advantage. The flag soldiers of the Eight Banners of Han quickly discovered that for each Ming army, more Ming troops were added up from behind. The Ming army seemed endless and could not be killed.

After losing hundreds of people, the soldiers of the Han Eight Banners in front finally couldn't bear it anymore. Although the Ming army suffered three losses, it was nothing compared to the number of Ming soldiers. Kong Youde's front army had only 500 people, and one-fifth of them were lost.

After all, they were not real Tartars. Seeing that the Ming army did not die like the original Ming army and disperse, they became more and more. Instead, they couldn't help but start to retreat, one was rising and the other was getting worse. Huang Degong's army was not a soft persimmon, and it also had the advantage of the number of people. The war loss ratio between the two sides quickly narrowed, and gradually reached one to one faster than the beginning one to one.

I don’t know who shouted “retreat”, and the soldiers of the Han Eight Banners in front suddenly turned their heads and fled back. They were used to fighting with the wind, and they did not have the real man-made formation. Once they found that the other party was harder than they thought, they immediately returned to their original form and lost their courage at the beginning.

Kong Youde, Zhang Wenhuan and others were surprised to find that their front had been defeated, and the Ming army was rolling towards their central army, and they looked like they were swallowing his central army in one breath.

"Prince, there are many dogs in Ming Dynasty, so let's retreat for the time being."

"No matter how many dogs there are, they are like pigs, dogs and sheep. What are you afraid of? The prince has not requested to fight."

"No, the front army has collapsed, and things cannot be violated. Prince, please stop it if you want to break it, otherwise it will be too late."

"If you retreat, what should you do with the cannon? Prince Yu will definitely blame him. The prince cannot withdraw."

Several generals quarreled together, and Kong Youde only felt that his head was as big as a fight. He never expected to meet such a fierce Ming army here, which would cause his former army to collapse for a short time. If he retreated at this time, his main force would eventually lose, but the more than ten cannons would inevitably be discarded. This was the cannon purchased from Franjimen before the Ming Dynasty. It was powerful and far better than the cannons cast by the Qing Dynasty. It was even lighter. If he wanted to be discarded, Kong Youde was reluctant to leave. If he did not retreat, he would be surrounded by the Ming army. If Prince Yu was unable to rescue him, he would have to explain here.

"Zhang Wenhuan, Li Yangxing."

"The last one will be there."

"See the hillside behind, I will lead my army to retreat to the hillside. As long as you two lead your army stop Minggou's incense stick, you can withdraw your troops and return regardless of whether you hear my withdrawal order."

"The last general will take the order." The two of them rode their horses to the front, and Zhang Wenhuan shouted loudly: "Brothers, don't panic. Prince Yu's army is behind. As long as we block Minggou's attack, we will be safe. It's a man. Come with me and kill!"

"Kill!" About a thousand soldiers of the Eight Banners of Han followed behind the two and rushed forward.

"The rest of the people will retreat with me." At the critical moment, Kong Youde was still reluctant to leave more than ten cannons and chose to trust his master. If Prince Yu learned that he was surrounded, he would definitely come to rescue him as soon as possible. As long as he blocked his day, he might take the opportunity to annihilate the Ming army and make great contributions.

"Quick, hurry up, push the cannons up." The news of the ambush of the front army came, and Kong Youde's rear army was already in chaos, especially those gunners. If the Ming army rushed over, they would have no ability to resist. If they wanted to set up the cannons and fire them, they would definitely not be able to do so for an hour. Fortunately, they were backward and had the benefits of being backward. At least they didn't have to worry that the Ming army rushed over immediately.

The Ming army in the valley has all come out, and more than 10,000 Ming army gives people the feeling of being everywhere. The official road is lined with barren farmland and some hills. The weeds on it have withered and the ditches have been disrepaired. It is suitable for cavalry to fight on it. As soon as more than a thousand people led by Zhang Wenhuan and Li Yangxing went up, they were immediately surrounded by the superior Ming army.

"Kill the Tartars! Kill the Tartars!"

The Ming army shouted like thunder. Kong Youde's collapse had only a few hundred people, but the consequences were disastrous. Seeing that these Tartars would collapse under their own attacks, the morale of the Ming army increased greatly. All the previous rumors were self-defeating. They also intentionally or unintentionally ignored the difference that these people were not real Tartars.

The war became more and more intense. A Qing army had just cut off the head of a Ming army. A long sword immediately appeared under his stump. He screamed and fell off the horse's back. The Ming army, who killed the Qing army, had just pulled out the long sword. He felt his arm hurt. His company's sword fell to the ground together, and he screamed with his broken arm in pain.
Chapter completed!