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The smoke and dust billowed, and the heavy cavalry of the Qing army came rushing forward.

They crossed the trenches that had been filled, and raised their horses to press down on the Ming army. The Qing cavalry were all heavily armored horses. Amid the sound of "rumbling", they either overturned the chariot or smashed into the battle. The car, or jumping into the air, breaks through the camp in just a moment!

On the left-wing battalion of Shanhai Town of the Ming Army, only some rocket vehicles were ignited, but the sporadic rockets flew, and they couldn't exert their original power at all.

Countless heavy cavalry of the Qing army came rushing, and they broke through the formation and rushed straight into the formation of the left-wing battalion.

The Ming army, who had already started to flee in a panic, was even more frightened when they saw this. They threw away their helmets and armor, and fled in all directions as if they were dying.

They will not care to leave their backs to the enemy, and let the Tartar cavalry rushing over be trampled or chopped to the ground by their horses.

The sound of wailing and screaming pierced everyone's eardrums, and the ground was in a mess. The wreckage of the chariot was mixed with bright red and dark red blood, and some broken limbs were scattered. It was like a purgatory on earth.

Some gunners didn't have time to escape, and they forgot that their firecrackers were only half loaded, and before they pressed the powder, they took up the firecrackers in their hands and aimed at the Qing army's cavalry.

But no matter how hard they tried to press the matchlock on the fire door, they couldn't light the fire, and could only let the rushing cavalry slash and kill at will.

There are also some people who were flustered just now and didn't know how much gunpowder was pressed in. Now they picked up the firecrackers and were about to shoot, but the firecrackers exploded, and the barrels burst, injuring themselves.

All the Ming troops were fleeing, and the Mongolian northern captive Qingqi who had retreated just now hurriedly outflanked them again from both sides. They chased the Ming troops and fled from the outside, riding and shooting continuously.

The most fearful thing is to pass it on!
In the process of transmission, fear will be infinitely magnified.

The officers and soldiers of the Left Wing Battalion in Shanhai Town also knew in their hearts that if they ran like this, they would be overtaken and killed by the cavalry sooner or later. After all, how could a man with two legs outrun a war horse with four legs?

But driven by fear, they just couldn't stop, they just ran as if they were dying, and they ran for a while.

Chariots and refusal horses were constantly overturned or knocked away. The gaps in the chariot array became more and more large, and waves of Manchu heavy cavalry rushed in from the gaps.

They used heavy cavalry to exert pressure on the front, forcing the Ming army to retreat and flee, while light cavalry continued to outflank, split, and tear from the two wings. This is how they drove the Ming army.

Under extreme fear, the rout soldiers of the Left Wing Battalion panicked even more. Most of them fled in the direction of heavy traffic, and were chased and chased by the Qingqi, and fled straight to the valley and Pingchuan in the east.

Many Ming soldiers were driven into a crowded place. Many of them were pushed down, trampled to death, or fighting for a way to escape.

Driven by the desire to survive, people can become devils, even scarier than devils!
They didn't dare to turn around and fight against the Tartars, but they were able to slash at their brothers with steel knives in their hands. At this moment, they were inhumane.

He Youren rode on a war horse, and his personal general He Zhong led two hundred family members and three hundred fine cavalry to protect him, and galloped eastward all the way. Like those deserters, they charged up on their horses and chopped down all the fugitives who stood in front of them along the way. Army and civilian husband.

Participating general He Youren had a blank expression on his face, he held the reins tightly with both hands, looked blankly at the layers of rout soldiers and civilian husbands who were fleeing desperately around him, and muttered in his mouth: "It's over... broken... defeated what……"

Originally, He Youren's Left Wing Battalion still had a chance to fight, and he didn't want to be defeated like this. After all, he would face military punishment in the future.

If he didn't meet the enemy, the whole army would collapse. I'm afraid he is doomed to be beheaded!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly hated Ma Ke, and he cursed out in anger: "Ma Ke, you villain, you must die..."

Ma Zhong beside him heard this, and shouted angrily in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, General, I'll go and chop off the head of this bastard for you."

He Youren was startled when he heard the words, and he became more sober because of it. He grabbed the reins of He Zhong's war horse and said eagerly, "Zhonger, don't act recklessly!"

To be honest, He Youren has no hope for himself now, and the defeat of the whole army before fighting the slave bandits is still the next thing. What worries him most is actually Ma Ke, the general soldier of Shanhaiguan.

Losing a teacher and losing ground is an unforgivable crime, but at most it is a death.

But Ma Ke, the commander-in-chief, has always been at odds with him, and now he has the fact that the rescue is not enough. In order to hide his fault, Bao Buqi will put all the blame on himself.

He will even kill them all, and even annex his servant Jingqi.

And the only only seedling of the He family, but there is only such a nephew by his side, and he has such a reckless and straightforward temperament. If his soul returns to Jiuquan, how can he survive in the intriguing military world.

To be honest, He Youren was really afraid that after he pleaded guilty, this idiot would go to Ma Ke to avenge himself?
When he thought of this, he swept away his initial depression and suddenly cheered up.

He Youren held the rein in his left hand and reined in the horse's head. The horse under his crotch was obviously slowed down by this rein, and he ran for more than twenty steps before he stopped suddenly, raised his front hooves in the air, and stomped heavily on the ground .

All these family members, whether they are individuals or their family members, have been able to live a stable life in Shanhaiguan thanks to the care of He Youren.

However, all of this was given by their own master, and they had already handed over this life to He Youren, and the more than three hundred fine riders in the periphery were also masters in the left-wing camp, only worse than these servants. Just a little bit.

At this moment, when they saw He Youren holding the rein in one hand and reining in the horse's head, they all stopped immediately, waiting for his instructions.

He Youren quickly took off his point steel gun with his right hand, held it high, and shouted loudly: "Boys, you have been with me for many years, even if we escape today, we will be punished by military law.

If I hadn't just killed those Tartar thieves right here, I would have lived this life in vain! "

"Do it. Killing one is enough money, and killing two we can earn another."

He Zhongce stood beside his uncle, and after hearing He Youren's words, he immediately raised his arms and shouted.

"...Killing one is enough money, killing two makes one..."

The nearly [-] cavalrymen around were all in a row of spirits, and they also shouted and screamed loudly.

However, He Youren's original intention was not to encourage them to turn around and die. He saw him riding on the horse and looking around constantly.

Everyone didn't know what he meant, but out of trust in their general, no one raised any questions, they all rode and waited quietly.

After a while, He Youren sat firmly on the saddle, and said to the crowd: "I also know that you, the general, are all loyal men. Even if you dare to accompany me to Jinzhou, you are all determined to die.

However, you are all athletes under my command. Today, the defeat of our left-wing battalion is a foregone conclusion. It cannot be saved by manpower. Although you are brave and fearless, it is useless to die in vain.

I see that there are many infantry from my left-wing battalion in the southwest. Although they are also in a rout, the army is still relatively well-organized. "

He raised his spear high and shouted: "General, I am going to rescue you and my fellow brothers, are you willing to follow?"

"...I will kill the master's grandfather..."

"...all go to save Brother Buying..."

"... Kill slaves... Kill slaves..."

Under He Youren's encouragement, the morale of the nearly [-] fine cavalry around him that had not been disintegrated returned again, and they all waved their weapons and roared loudly.

In the end, they all merged into two words: "Kill slaves!"

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After receiving He Youren's request for help, Ma Ke, the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan, immediately assembled the soldiers and horses of the main barracks.

However, he was afraid that the Qing army's captive cavalry would be powerful, so he led his army westward for only about a mile and a half, so he ordered to form a formation and stick to it, and only sent a small number of sentry cavalry to investigate the situation ahead.

His idea is actually very simple, that is to let the soldiers of the left battalion consume the spirit of the Qing army first, so that when his main battalion goes out to fight, it will be easier to resist.

At the beginning, the sentry cavalry reported back, and the left-wing battalion defended with trenches and chariots. From a distance, the army appeared to be well-organized, and the Qing cavalry had charged for two rounds, but they were all repelled by the left-wing battalion's artillery fire.

Marco rode his own yellow and white horse, still thinking in his mind, when should he attack?
According to the report from the sentry cavalry, the left wing battalion may be able to withstand the impact of these thieves. In this way, if your troops arrive early immediately, they will suffer greater losses.

But if he went up too late, once the Tartars retreated, wouldn't he not be able to get the slightest credit, instead he would have mobilized the army back for help in vain.

Ma Kece was on the horse, thinking hard about the good opportunity to enter the army, how to avoid losses and gain a lot of military exploits.

Suddenly, a large puff of smoke and dust rose from the west, followed by the faint voice of noisy people. Just when Ma Ke was puzzled, three sentries rushed back on horseback.

They came to Ma Ke and reported in horror: "Handsome, it's broken... It's broken..."

Ma Ke was shocked when he heard the words. Although he had guessed the answer in his heart, he didn't want to believe it. He asked eagerly, "Damn it, panic. Tell me, what's wrong?"

The leader seemed to be in a panic, he kept swallowing his saliva and panting heavily, but the sentry behind him was calmer, he took a step forward on his horse, and said loudly: "Back to Commander, it's the left wing battalion that has collapsed, why not?" The ginseng over there collapsed."

"Boom!" There was a crisp sound.

It turned out that the capital Sima Zhiren had been by Ma Ke's side all the time, following him closely and serving him in every possible way, the purpose of which was naturally for his guerrilla general.

When he saw Mako turning his neck just now, he seemed to have some difficulty, so he took the initiative to show his hospitality, and asked Mako to take off the helmet first, and he would hold it next to him, and put it on when he needed it.

But this Ma Zhiren had never been on the battlefield a few times. He heard that He Youren had thousands of soldiers and horses, and the whole army was defeated. He panicked and dropped Ma Ke's helmet on the ground.

Ma Zhiren was also terribly frightened by the sound of "Boom", he hurriedly turned over and fell off the horse, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed, repeatedly saying: "Big... Commander... Spare... my life... my life... ah..."

Ma Ke's eyes swept over him viciously, and stopped on Ma Zhiyong, the general who was riding a horse in the distance, and said in a cold tone: "Get up. Be careful next time, I!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Ma Zhiren any more, and galloped to Ma Zhiyong with a whip and urged the horse.

Ma Zhiren didn't dare to get up directly, he leaned over to pick up the helmet after Ma Ke ran away, carefully wiped the dust on it, and held it in his hand carefully after it was completely wiped off, and trotted towards Ma Ke hurry away.

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The main barracks of Shanhaiguan General Ma Ke also used chariots and horses in front, and built a wall of chariots as a line of defense.

After all, he was the commander-in-chief of a town, and his battalion had more chariots, artillery, and firecrackers than He Youren's left-wing battalion, and the west and south sides of the phalanx were well protected.

However, chariots and horses are limited after all, not to mention being surrounded on all sides, even three sides cannot be completely surrounded. There are only a few chariots and horses in the north, protecting the connection with the west, and the rest of the area is only guarded by shield soldiers. up.

Ma Zhiren hurried over, holding Ma Ke's helmet in both hands and handing it over. Due to Ma Zhiyong's affection, Ma Ke didn't say anything, he snorted, gave Ma Zhiren another look, and then took the helmet and put it on. on the head.

However, at this time, they could also clearly see the thousands of peasants and soldiers fleeing back in front, and behind them was billowing smoke and dust.

He looked like a headless fly, completely ignoring everything around him, and even in order to run faster, he would not hesitate to grab the person in front of him for strength.

Although Ma Ke was already flustered, but after all, as the commander of the first army, he still forced himself to be calm and said to Ma Zhiyong: "Quickly, pass on the order to prevent the rioters from rushing into the formation, and prepare artillery and guns. Hurry up..."

Ma Zhiyong was originally promoted based on his military merits, so he naturally knew the danger of being routed, once he allowed them to rush into the formation, he would also end in rout.

Once they are allowed to rush into the formation, they will also end in defeat.

Without further ado, Ma Zhiyong urged his horses to run forward. He first dispatched a team of light cavalry to gallop out of the formation, forcing them with bows and arrows, and drove the returning peasants to the north and south sides of the formation, preventing them from attacking the formation.

But Ma Zhiren also knew that these fleeing peasants were in a panic, even if there were cavalry shooting arrows, killing and driving them away, it might not have much effect.

He came to the chariot again and shouted an order: "Gunners get ready, gunners get ready, listen to the orders and shoot. Don't let the rioters attack our division's formation."

Behind the formation of chariots, there was a row of musketeers, and at the back were warriors with swords and shields, spearmen and other cold weapons.

Now, everyone's palms are covered with sweat. Those gunfire soldiers wipe their battle suits from time to time, while cold weapon fighters are mostly wearing battle suits, so they can only hold them in different places from time to time.

As the rioters in the west are getting closer and closer, you can faintly see the infantry of the left battalion fleeing back. They are more crazy than the peasants in front. As long as someone blocks the way, the steel knife will fly It was cut down on the spot,
It seems that those who were trampled to death or hacked to death by their own people may be more than those who were chased and killed by the Tartar captives.