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At this time, at the rear of the group, although Wu Xiang's auxiliary soldiers were covered by surrounding mules and carriages, and they also had many knives, guns, spears, bows and arrows in their hands, they did not have much room for long-range resistance.

But these more than a thousand elite Tatars with white flags were all skilled with bows and horses. On one side, they kept releasing arrows, javelins, and throwing axes at these poor Ming troops. On the other side, they kept using their skillful equestrian skills and interweaving and dislocation, at close range.

Harvest the lives of these poor Ming soldiers.

A Ming army auxiliary soldier with an extremely stocky figure and a slightly disabled left arm had already hid under the mule and carriage, trying to pretend to be dead to avoid the rapid attack of these dog Tatars.

Unexpectedly, a man in white armor had already set his sights on him.

"Woo~~!"

The white-armored man roared like an arrogant beast, galloped forward on his horse, and fired an extremely accurate cold arrow in his backhand.

In a moment, the cold arrow hit the poor Ming army's mules and horses in the buttocks.

In pain, the mule and horse let out a heart-rending roar, pulled the car behind them violently, and rushed forward quickly and without thinking.

How could the Ming army have thought that these dog Tatars could be so despicable and so good at playing?

He had no defense at all.

The key is that these cars are not loaded with food, but heavier sand, soil and gravel.

"ah------!"

For a moment, the Ming Army auxiliary soldier felt like the earth was about to collapse. He let out a cry of pain like a slaughtered pig, and watched helplessly as a wheel carrying at least five to six hundred kilograms violently crushed him.

But this white armor is obviously not finished yet.

After taking more than ten steps, he suddenly turned his horse's head, laughing, and rushed towards the Ming army auxiliary.

Even though this Ming army auxiliary soldier was stupid, he still understood what was going to happen next.

He tried his best to shout loudly, his eyes almost bursting out, looking at the eyes of Bai Sensen who was laughing sinisterly in horror.

But the more painful and frightened the Ming army's auxiliary soldiers were, the deeper the joy in Bai Jia's heart became.

In an instant, he laughed loudly, and the hoofs of the war horse under his crotch had accurately stepped on the chest of the Ming army auxiliary soldier, and his face...

For a moment, an indescribable but warm dark red liquid violently spurted out from his head...

"Hahaha! You despicable Mingguos, you all deserve to die! You all deserve to die!!! Hahahaha!!"

This white armor looks like a god of death, holding up the short bow in its hand and laughing.

All the Tatars around were whistling and cheering.

At this time, in the middle of the formation, more than a dozen of Wu Xiang's servants had fallen, and the rest were also locked in a bitter fight.

The white armor just now also saw the big fish here, and hurriedly called to the servants around him, and quickly gathered around Wu Xiang.

But what they didn't notice was that at this time, Wu Sangui also moved at the rear of the Ming army's center!

Wu Sangui did not raise a large army to attack because he knew very well that today's battle was not suitable for a large army.

Otherwise, once a chain reaction is triggered, his small shoulders will not be able to bear this responsibility.

More importantly, in this situation, if you want to save people, a large army is not as direct and effective as a small group of elites.

More than a thousand of the Wu family's most elite servants stood behind Wu Sangui like javelins on a war horse.

Wu Sangui's eyes were already a little blood red, and his originally handsome face now looked as ferocious as a ghost.

He roared in a low and gloomy voice, almost like a roar: "If you kill one enemy, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver! Anyone who dares to step back even half a step will be killed as long as I, Wu Sangui, am still alive! Brothers, follow me.

Kill the Tartars!”

With that said, he took the lead, without any fear, and took the lead in charging towards the elite men with white flags in front!

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Follow me and kill the Tatars!"

The servants of the Wu family are all elite veterans. Many of them are even veterans of the Guangning Army. At this moment, they also know that they have no choice.

They all galloped their horses and whipped their whips, and hurriedly followed Wu Sangui, like a strong red torrent, rushing towards the battle formation with white flags in front of them as if risking their lives.

Chinese Army.

Governor Yuan, who had been paying close attention to this side, couldn't help but reveal a faint smile, and thought to himself: "It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. There is no chance of success in this battle."

But next to Governor Yuan, the Zu Dashou and Zu Dalue family members were all excited.

These are their relatives.

If Wu Sangui fails this time, he will have to become Renna.

Zu Zerun, Zu Zefa and others who were friends with Wu Sangui even clasped their hands together and began to beg the Buddha.

On the other side, Dorgon, Duduo, and Li Yongfang quickly discovered that the situation was not quite right.

Although Wu Sangui and his gang secretly charged out from the south, out of the blind spot of the rear Jin army's field of vision, the Chinese army was at least two miles away from Wu Xiang's rear column, and less than three miles away.

Even if they did not leave the blind spot, the sound of roaring horse hooves could not be covered up at all.

Dorgon couldn't help but reveal an indescribable smile, "Interesting. Interesting. These smart dogs really have a back-up plan."

Li Yongfang was originally very nervous, fearing that something would go wrong, but~, after seeing clearly that the Ming army had only a thousand numbered men, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Ming Gou is really trusting. What do they want to do?"

Duduo said with great displeasure: "You bastard! How dare you look down on me! When I seize the opportunity, I will definitely peel off your skin and cramps to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Dorgon couldn't help laughing: "Fifteen, when will you grow up with your temper?"

It's too late to say it, but it's soon.

The speed at which the cavalry surged was like an arrow leaving the string!

In an instant, Wu Sangui and his group of more than a thousand people were approaching the front battle formation.

The cavalrymen with white flags also reacted quickly, turning their horses' heads one after another and getting ready to meet the enemy.

But after a moment, they realized that the situation was wrong. These despicable Minggouzi didn't seem to have the slightest intention of slowing down, but seemed to want to charge them head-on.

"These despicable bright dogs! They are really looking for death! Prepare to destroy them!"

The leader, La Zhangjing, who was wearing a white flag, couldn't help but be furious. He waved his hands to the minions around him to spread around. Instead of facing the sharp charge of Wu Sangui's men, he was ready to wait for them to rush over and use the flexibility of the Dajin warriors to surround and kill them from both wings.

them.

The elite men with white flags around them understood what their master meant in a moment, and quickly adjusted their formation.

But here, Wu Sangui, who had just charged at top speed, had a cold smile on his lips.

The war horse under his crotch was running with all his strength, and the originally gentle air flow was suddenly washed away, and the fierce wind sound of "swish, swish, swish" suddenly passed by his ears.

The muscles on Wu Sangui's face were blown a little loose. Under the silver helmet, a few strands of hair were accidentally exposed, swaying in the wind, and even occasionally covering his eyes.

But Wu Sangui was completely unaware, his eyes were like an eagle that had found its prey, staring straight at the target ahead.

At this moment, everything was forgotten.

Wu Sangui felt that he was like a son of the wind, following the tall man he admired most, moving forward bravely!

"Chang Bo, charge! Charge up! Kill them all! Only then can you surpass me! Charge! Use all your bravery! You are the greatest pride of Guan Ningjun!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill all these lowly dog ​​Tartars!"

"Kill them all! Kill them all..."

Wu Sangui's eyes were slightly blurry for a moment, but Li Yuanqing's voice and smile seemed to be right in front of him!

He could even clearly hear every word and word Li Yuanqing said!

For a moment, Wu Sangui suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth forcefully, as if he wanted to eat up all the violent airflow and use them to cleanse his body and mind!

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly smiled coldly, raised the whip in his hand, and suddenly pointed it at the crowd of Tatars in front!

"Guan Ning's army is victorious!!"

"My great Ming Dynasty is victorious!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng..."

The surrounding servants seemed to be instantly ignited with powder keg, and there was no need for Wu Sangui to do anything else. The fierce sound seemed to tear apart the airflow of the entire world!

Under the command of their respective generals, a thousand servants instantly divided into several groups, just like several fierce arrows with very clear targets, rushing straight into the crowd of Tatars with white flags in front!

"Damn Ming Gouzi!"

La Zhangjing, who was wearing a white flag, didn't expect that these smart dogs would dare to be so rampant, which completely exceeded his understanding.

When will these humble Mingguzi dare to face the sharpness of the Golden Warriors?

But at this time, it was too late for him to charge again, so he could only shout loudly to the surrounding minions to be ready to meet the enemy at any time.

In just one or two minutes, like sparks hitting the earth, the bright red servants of the Wu family and the white flag-trimmed elites of Bai Lala violently pierced the balance of the air and collided violently together!

Even though the Tatars' rain of arrows, flying axes and javelins were right in front of them, these servants of the Wu family, under the personal leadership of Wu Sangui, had no fear at all. They bravely withstood the rain of hidden weapons and violently charged towards the warriors with the white flag.
To be continued...