Mao Jue is located at Yuegu Wood Fortress, which can be regarded as the highest point here. His personal soldiers are also living here. From the three-story tower, Wen Meng and his men are already shouting that their personal soldiers will arrive first. More than a hundred people cautiously formed a defensive circle and wrapped the wooden fort in it.

Outside, there were fire everywhere. The houses on the other side of the cliff had already burned, and shouts and fighting were coming in chaos. This was the first time leading the troops, before they could reach the house, they received a gift package for delivery. Mao Jue angrily pushed away his personal soldiers and shouted.

"What's the fuck?"

He was obviously quite impatient. Listening to Mao Jue's bad tone, Wen Meng raised the knife and shield out in annoyance and turned his head to answer.

"Master Jiang, I don't know what kind of whistle the bastard Pang Dahai is putting?"

It was a coincidence that Wen Meng was cursing, and a few people in the shadow stumbling over. Liu Chong, a hundred household in the Biaoying camp, was an old soldier and had rich experience. Before Wen Meng could react, he waved his hand vigilantly, and several compound bows immediately started to stretch. At the same time, the shadow immediately shouted in fear.

"Don't shoot arrows, mark it! The vast sea!"

"You damn it's so terrifying to come back! What kind of miscellaneous whistle are you putting? The Tartars are almost hitting the door of the Master! Are you colluding with the Tartars?"

The irritable Wen Meng went up and picked up the guy's collar, which made the half-fat man so anxious that he quickly explained and waved his hand.

"Mr. Wen, it's not Lao Pang's business. The two entrances up the mountain are guarded tightly. The little one ran back after seeing the fire. Why did this fight start?"

"All, all, don't make a noise!"

Seeing that the head almost started to move, a weak cry stopped the two of them. Mao Jue also turned around, but almost laughed out loud, and walked over angrily and angrily.

Follow Mao Jue and walked down. This fat version of Su Changmei was a few minutes late. Moreover, this guy seemed to walk on a glass bridge in later generations. To use the words in the text in high school, the two fights and they almost want to leave first!

This guy was an old soldier after all, and he fought the Battle of Sarhu. He crossed the North Road Malin Army. He was so bad. His fat face turned pale. Beads of sweat as big as beans flowed into a slippery slither from his forehead. He leaned against the door with a soft-footed shrimp.

"Su Qianhu, after all, you are a soldier. You are afraid before you fight. What kind of morality is it! You..."

"Master Jiang! Hurry!"

"First, send a small group of troops to infiltrate, create chaos, and then the large group of troops took advantage of the chaos to attack the city. This is how the battle in Shenyang was defeated! Keep it! Keep the encirclement!"

The battle of Shenyang was called for killing 70,000 yuan. It is conceivable how much the killing was. Although this fat guy was brave enough, his experience was an experienced master. Hearing his shouts, Mao Jue and others couldn't help but feel excited. Breaking away from Wen Meng's fire-tip palm, Pang Dahai ran to the gate, and suddenly slapped him on his shoulder, and almost staggered the half-fat one.

"If the Jiannu team is attacking, what's the use of your less than a hundred patrol naval soldiers?"

"Master Jiang, please take everyone to block this gap."

At this time, it was Liu Chong, who was newly joined, who shouted from behind.

Not only generals were conquering soldiers, but also soldiers also conquered generals. During the Battle of Sarhu, although the Ming army was defeated, Dadao Liu Ting, Northern Army Pan Zongyan, Shanhaiguan General Du Song and Qi's personal soldiers still fought to the end. The entire army was wiped out. His loyalty and wiseness are respectable and lamentable. Generals are the courage of soldiers, and the commander will not retreat. Even if they die, their soldiers and horses can fight to the last moment without fear.

The general Liu Heita, who had been with him before, is already a hero. The old man is determined to make some money and go home to retire. Mao Jue just left the mess and ran away. He is also very angry with him. Now this new general looks young and energetic, but the mule is a horse that needs to be taken out for a walk. Only when the real warrior is desperate can he see that Liu Chong just wants to see if Mao Jue is cowardly at the critical moment, so that he can define how he and his subordinates will perform in the future.

When Wen Meng heard this, he was the first to be unwilling. Now the next generation of his Wen family is Mao Jue, the nephew. He is particularly unwilling to watch him take risks, but before he could speak, Mao Jue nodded in agreement.

"Old Su, go find Hu Meng. Since it is a small army, let him deal with it. Lao Wen, you take your old brother forward and step on the white! Lao Pang, you organize the remaining personal soldiers into a formation, take the central army, Liu Chong, your infantry and cavalry line up left and right, protect the main formation, run and set off as usual training!"

To be honest, if you really want to fight to the death, Mao Jue himself is very courageous. After all, he is still young and has not married Suyi yet. He is still a virgin after two lifetimes. That is a loss, but now he has more than 1,600 subordinates, so he really can't count on it.

In front of him, he just watched the dozen Ming army dragging muskets run like a sheep, roaring like a black shadow beast behind him that could not be seen clearly. He chased a group of people, swinging his sword and killing people. Now the organizational ability of this army is really not good, and he can only use the Ming army's traditional tactics and personal soldiers.

However, the most embarrassing thing here is Shen Rong. Mao Jue trained more than 30 personal soldiers in each of the three families, adding more than 1,100 yuan. He was the last bet. Mao Jue under his command had never trained, so he naturally forgot that the personal soldiers are now prohibited. With a few hundred families shouting, they arranged into a column of three people in half a minute. The cavalry ran forward in front, and Mao Jue rode his horse without even turning his head back, which made the guy feel at a loss when he fell behind.

"Master, what should we do?"

When he was stunned, the general's personal soldiers had run away. The reminder of the national-faced personal soldiers in front of him made Shen Rong suddenly wake up. The guy couldn't help but stomp his feet in anger.

"What are you doing? You can also cook jellyfish! You're not asking your brothers to search the guys and follow the general to come!"

He could not assemble his subordinates to shout at this time, and more than twenty subordinates could hear him were rushing with swords, shields and spears.

Mao Jue came just right. In the past, when it comes to spy wars and the culmination of special wars, the first one is Nurhaci, Kaiyuan, and the Battle of Liaoyang. In a series of wars, the Later Jin first used the chaos to make chaos in the city, and then took advantage of the chaos to attack the city. The battle was invincible. If Jin was responsible, his weak ability to attack the city would not be able to defeat the series of cities run by Xiong Tingbi in Shenyang.

Pang Dahai had just brought his personal soldiers back to rescue the village. Jiannu who rushed in had already come from behind. In addition to the thirty personal soldiers Mao Jue had newly trained, to be honest, Pang Dahai's command was not as good as Shen Rong's command. In less than a few minutes, about 100 people were killed and dispersed. In the messy fire, only the Ming army fleeing in panic and Jiannu who was shouting fiercely behind him.

"Turn left and run!"

In the night, Mao Jue's voice was particularly hissing, and Ye had already increased his fear. In the firelight in front of him, Mao Jue also saw a Ming army lying to the ground, raising his hand in fear and begging for mercy loudly. However, a Hu soldier wearing an iron tower helmet and looked like a bear, slashing his sword and slashing down fiercely, and the splashing blood spurted into the fire.

When the battle was really coming, the running queues and the fishermen who were trained by whip and knots these days could not help but scattered a little. The soldiers were also full of nervousness and panic. However, after a sharp turn, the three-row brigade still spread across the entrance of the village. The new uninvited guests obviously alarmed the whip soldiers who were enjoying the killing feast. With a sound, several whip soldiers held their bloody big swords and howled towards Mao Jue's array.

"put!"

Unable to wait for the queue to stand up, and also held up the pistol. Mao Jue's training effect was also reflected at this time. The personal soldiers in the front row almost subconsciously picked up the musket. In the dark night, a gun fired, and the cotton armor on the whip soldier who was charging burst out in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a large blood hole in his body.

A typical three-stage shooting method, the guns are fired in front and the guns are pulled back, and the guns are raised in the back. Although there are no enemies standing in front of you, the personal soldiers still drove the second round in panic towards the whip soldiers who were shot and fell to the ground. The more dense bullets hit these murderers with almost no human form, but also reflecting the fear and shadow reflected by Jiannu in the mind of the Ming army.

The six or seven whip soldiers fell down, and it seemed that the one behind them was scared away. The huge sea households behind them had run away long ago. The doors of the Mutou Village were burning with raging fire, but the temporarily empty vision made the personal soldiers who rushed over, including Mao Jue, breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, Wen Meng suddenly lay on the ground, his ear against the ground. The next second, the guy seemed to be burned, jumped up in anger and shouted loudly.

"Caval, Jiannu Iron Cavalry!"

The violent vibration of the horse's hooves trampled on him was already obvious. In the farthest light and shadow of the firelight, I couldn't see my face clearly with a slap. A monster like a dead person appeared in the field of vision. Mao Jue could even clearly hear the roars that were incomprehensible to Manchu.

"Get on the horse!"

During the plain war in the Liaoshen area, the Ming army suffered enough of the Jiannu Iron Cavalry. The blue veins on the forehead started to roar. Liu Chong was the first to neigh and roar with all his might. But before he could charge with his gun, Mao Jue suddenly pulled the reins of his horse.

"Justice, if you don't stop the Jiannu cavalry, your infantry will collapse!"
Chapter completed!