The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road. This sentence is certainly inappropriate to describe Ma Dengyun and his defeated soldiers, but it is most appropriate to be desperate.

At this time, these defeated soldiers who had already jumped over the wall and had no way to retreat had a bloody spirit in their hearts. They turned over and surrounded the Jurchen white-armored soldiers and red-armored soldiers, 10 and 20 surrounded one, and those who were holding the horse's head and legs made Yuetuo and their war horses lose the speed of impact. Countless spears greeted them, and even the three-level armor could not save their lives. One white-armored or red-armored soldiers after another were submerged in the sea of ​​people. The Eight Banners soldiers following behind were blocked from their speed, and the two sides fought in a group.

Seeing such a battle situation, Mrs. Qin jumped off the watchtower without waiting for Zhao Xing's orders, rode on her war horse, and shouted at her white-rod soldiers: "White-rod soldiers, serve the country and kill slaves."

The soldiers who had already accumulated energy immediately set up the Lianxiang Formation.

When they rushed to the Eight Banners soldiers who were entangled by the defeated soldiers, the soldiers took a spray drum and rushed to the Eight Banners war horses under the escort of the crossbowmen. They sprinkled the poisonous sand in the spray drum into the eyes of the enemy and their war horses. After the enemy's eyes were so painful that they could not open, the crossbow soldiers shot one armorless soldiers after another to death with arrows.

And those white-rod soldiers used the long white wax guns in their hands to pull one of the unmovable Eight Banners after another, and were cut into a pile of meat paste by the defeated soldiers who regained their fighting spirit.

As such a battle progressed, the Baigang soldiers became the main force of the charge, and the defeated soldiers naturally became a battle with the wind. The situation on the battlefield changed in a blink of an eye. The Baigang soldiers were responsible for pulling the enemy off the war horse. The defeated soldiers, no, it was Ma Dengyun's soldiers who were responsible for wrapping the horse's legs and killing the fallen enemy.

The advancement layer by layer and the robbery and killing caused heavy casualties and injuries to Ajige and Yuetuo's subordinates.

Faced with the situation where losing the impact of the war horse and losing the impact of the war horse is equivalent to losing the combat power, Ajige and Yuetuo, who had already hit two moves, decided to retreat.

With the retreating low horn, Ajige and Yuetuo rushed out of the Ming army's crowd desperately and escaped.

When they escaped, they counted the battle losses, invested half of the inlaid red flag, and the part commanded by Yuetuo, lost 2,000 troops. The most unfortunate thing is that all the elite white-armored and red-armored soldiers in their flag were killed in battle. This is more heartbreaking than losing two thousand eight-banner unarmored soldiers.

Ma Dengyun was carrying two arrows. He did not pull them out, but brought them to Zhao Xing, the imperial envoy in charge of the army. He was not as a defeated general, but as a victor, and shouted to Zhao Xing, who was standing on the high command platform: "Report to the commander, the last general leads his troops to repel Jiannu's attack and kill Jiannu two thousand Jiannu in the formation."

Mrs. Qin was of course furious about her military achievements. Zhao Xing rudely held her hand gently: "I remember the madam's merits in my heart." Then he shouted directly to Ma Dengyun and his soldiers: "I am the military supervisor. I have seen your efforts and courage, and I have also seen the soldiers' spirit of killing the enemy. I will record your merits now. After this battle, I will report your merits to the emperor. You are waiting for promotion and promotion, and what you are waiting for is real gold and silver rewards. Now, cheer for your victory."

Ma Dengyun and his soldiers cheered loudly. Waiting for the cheers to finish, Zhao Xing ordered loudly: "Continue to form a formation and protect the safety of the left wing. I look forward to your next big victory."

Ma Dengyun and his soldiers made a loud noise, rectified the formation again, and defended the left wing of the army tightly. But at this time, looking at the left wing formation, it was completely different from the hesitation and panic he had at the beginning. Although they were nearly 4,000 killed or injured, only 6,000 soldiers were left. However, the high fighting spirit they showed was more abundant than the original tens of thousands of troops.

Just as the soldiers with proud expressions on their faces were rectified into a new formation, on the city wall two miles away, all the people watching the battle shouted for them: "Soldier Xuan Da is mighty, and the soldiers are so powerful that they can be heard from afar, making these soldiers more warlike. From now on, they are no longer the defeated soldiers who are about to collapse, but a truly powerful army.

"The people are tolerant. They forget the defeat of this army in a blink of an eye and remember their majesty in killing the enemy. It is this tolerance that in a blink of an eye, a future strong army is tempered." Then they look at Mrs. Qin apologetically: "Although you and your personal soldiers are wronged, isn't it what you hope to train a strong army that can truly fight for the court?"

Hearing Zhao Xing's explanation, he just heard the people on the city wall calling for the mighty soldiers of Ma Dengyun, and the indignant Mrs. Qin let go of the Kulei in his heart. He smiled happily: "Mr. Zhao is right. I took my soldiers to serve the king for thousands of miles, but in fact it is not for any merit or no merit, but for killing the enemy and serving the country. Using my actions to forge an army that can truly fight in the Ming Dynasty is exactly what I wish."

Facing the national hero Qin who was deeply aware of justice and accepted grievances, Zhao Xing gave her a deep gift: "I will report the merits of you and your soldiers to the emperor, and the emperor will never bury the real heroes." Then, with selfish promises: "The emperor will give you glory, and I, Zhao Xing, will give you financial compensation." Buying people's hearts and seizing even a little opportunity to win people's hearts has now become Zhao Xing's occupational disease.

Of course, this is understandable. The aggravation of authority actually makes his crisis worse. Donglin will regard him as a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his hands, and Emperor Chongzhen will be more afraid of him. Only by constantly connecting external forces can he offset the hostility within the court, which is also a helpless move.

Mrs. Qin, who was dedicated to the country, just smiled indifferently for Zhao Xing's promise of compensation. However, he also knew how financially the imperial court is now, and all the needs of his arrival during the period were not mentioned at all when he met the emperor. And this needs were all Jinyiwei, who used his own small treasury to help. To be precise, Zhao Xing was really helping.

Men and women of ethnic minorities are most concerned about kindness and loyalty. Whoever treats me well will give you my heart, and whoever treats me badly will be irreconcilable with you. This is their nature.

"Mr. Zhao doesn't need to say anything. Let's fight this battle well. The left wing has stabilized and the enemy has suffered heavy damage. It is impossible to launch a situation on us again. Then my five thousand white-rod soldiers will immediately turn behind the right wing." Then he laughed and said cheerfully: "Let us be evil again, and let us turn the situation around again."

When he heard this, the Black Cloud Dragon, who was in charge of the right wing, was cold all over his body and bowed to Mrs. Qin and Zhao Xing awkwardly: "Don't bother Lord Zhao and Mrs. Qin, I will go to supervise the battle myself."
Chapter completed!