Although the army has many horses, most of them are used to pull chariots, only the cavalry are infantry, with four hundred cavalry against one thousand infantry, and the other party is unprepared. It can be said that they are in a stable victory. When he heard the butcher Zheng asks himself, Huang Mingfeng's heart moved. The butcher Zheng's mind was not as rough as he looks. He smiled slightly: "Mr. Zheng, you are the main general. The special forces team is only responsible for assisting the master. How to act, please ask Master Zheng for instructions."

After hearing Huang Mingfeng's words, the butcher Zheng was no longer polite: "Okay, Lord Huang, since that's the case, then the Qing army chief and the guard cavalry were handed over to Lord Huang's special forces this time. After Lord Huang fired the gun, the cavalry launched another attack."

"It's just my wish." The two looked at each other and laughed.

There is no doubt that these dozens of cavalry were the most elite troops in the Qing army. They were killed by the special forces first with muskets, which could minimize their own casualties.

In the depression of the Guandao Mountain, piles of fires ignited, and the blazing flames dispelled the cold that had just arrived. All the Qing army sat around the fire with a smile. Some people put the big pot they carried with them on the fire. The water in the pot was bubbled with water. Some people took out the pancakes and dry buns on their bodies, clamped them with branches, and raised them to the fire to roast them. After a while, the aroma of the pancakes and cakes spread to everyone's noses.

Holding the hot roasted buns and pancakes, and bringing the boiled hot water, even the wounded on the truck showed a smile, and taking a sip of hot water and taking a bite of steamed buns was a rare delicacy in such a wild situation.

Lu Guonan and dozens of guards also surrounded a fire. Dozens of horses stopped on their side. The fire shone on their faces, making everyone's faces rosy. In addition to the smell of dry steamed buns and pancakes, the smell of barbecue came. When they smelled the aroma of barbecue, many people couldn't help but sniffing their noses.

"Sir, the meat is ready." A personal soldier sent a piece of roasted mutton with a fork to deliver it to Lu Guonan. Lu Guonan took the mutton with his hand and was about to put it in his mouth and chew it heavily. His pupils suddenly dilated, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He opened his mouth and was about to scream.

"Bang!" A big hole appeared on Lu Guonan's forehead, and blood splashed out from the hole. Lu Guonan did not hum and fell heavily on the ground with his back. The mutton in his hand fell down and flipped on the ground for several times, covered with sand and soil. The white porcelain cup held on his other hand fell into several pieces of broken porcelain. The hot water in the cup was quickly absorbed by the dry land.

The guards of Lu Guonan stood there in a daze. The personal soldier who handed the mutton to Lu Guonan still maintained his posture just now, as if time had paused, and looked at the corpse of the main general lying on the ground in disbelief.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The gunshot continued, and seven or eight guards fell to the ground one after another. The rest of the guards reacted and rushed towards the direction of the horses. At this time, they just wanted to escape from this place.

"Lulu." The horses surrounding the outer circle were frightened. Before the guards came, they had already run away with their four hooves. The guards watched their horses running farther and farther away in despair. Finally, they were shot onto the official road by special forces bullets.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" All the people sat around the fire and the Qing army reacted at this time. They saw that they were wearing white clothes and white feathers were inserted on their heads. There were only dozens of goblins and strong men standing on them. Each of them held a musket in their hands and were chasing the general's guards. It made them feel disappointed that the two sides were at least 200 steps apart. The other party could chase the guards.

Fortunately, there seemed to be not many people on the other side. Just as they were wondering whether they were going to rush up to the hills and fight with the group of people, a sound of thunder-like ground hooves came from behind. The official road was dusty and countless cavalrymen seemed to emerge from the ground. They were holding cold sabers in their hands and were rushing towards them.

"Kill!" Before the person arrived, the sound of killing sounds sounded as loud as the sky.

The official road here is flat and suitable for cavalry to rush. No one needs to shout at all. All the Qing soldiers ran to both sides desperately. No one even had the idea of ​​resisting. Just kidding. In this way, resisting the cavalry's impact on this official road is purely seeking death.

But they didn't think about whether their legs could run past four legs. The two sides quickly approached. The butcher Zheng Chong was at the forefront. The steel gun in his hand shook and picked a runaway Qing army from behind. The Qing army was running. Suddenly, he found that his body was off the ground. His brain did not reflect for a moment. His legs were still running forward. But he stepped on the air. A huge pain came from his chest. He looked down and found that a sharp spear tip was exposed on his chest. At this time, a few drops of red blood were flowing on the sharp spear light.

"Has I been shot?" The Qing army thought flashed through his head. He was about to scream. The tip of the gun in his chest quickly retracted. His body lost support. He fell to the ground with a bang, kicked his legs several times, and his thoughts had fallen into the darkness.

The butcher Zheng didn't even look at the body that died under his gun. His steel gun had already stabbed into the back of another Qing army, and he also shook it with his hands.

The body was thrown away.

"The thieves will not let us go, we will fight with them." A Qing army, who was about thirty years old, wearing armor and looked like an officer, shouted, and turned around and rushed towards the cavalry with more than ten people.

"Looking for death." The butcher Zheng said two words contemptuously. As soon as the war horse was speeding up, he rushed to the Qing army officer and stabbed the spear in his hand.

The Qing army officer looked good in martial arts. He turned around and avoided it. He almost avoided the butcher Zheng Kuaishou. Looking at the butcher Zheng's close body, a grim smile appeared on the face of the Qing army officer. The long sword in his hand flirted between the butcher Zheng's waist and abdomen. When he flirted, the butcher Zheng Fei was forced to break his stomach. The Qing army officer seemed to have seen the enemy's blood spilling wildly.

When the Qing army officer's long sword was still several centimeters away from the abdomen of the butcher Zheng, his body flew up first, and a violent pain came from his waist. The Qing army officer felt his waist being slapped hard by an iron rod, and he even heard the sound of his spinal cord breaking with a click.

The Qing army officer watched his body fall to the ground, and he was still thinking about a question in his mind. He had obviously avoided this man's spear, but how could his spear sweep him? Before he could figure it out, several horse hooves with a bowl of mouth stepped on his chest, and there was another crackling and crackling sound. The Qing army officer's sternum was broken, his facial features were gushing, and he could no longer think.

It turned out that the butcher Zheng was extremely flexible. He immediately changed to sweep after a piercing, which happened to sweep the waist of the Qing army officer. The huge force in the hand of the butcher Zheng and the horse's momentum broke the Qing army's spinal cord in an instant.

The leading Qing army was dead, and the remaining dozen Qing soldiers were immediately killed by the subsequent rebel cavalry like chopping melons and vegetables. The Qing soldiers of more than a dozen people stopped them, and even a wave did not splash.

In this pursuit, the rebels were in full swing. The resistance of a small number of Qing troops was quickly crushed to pieces. They spent most of their time chasing the enemies with their backs facing them, with no skills at all. They quickly penetrated the Qing army line on the official road. Just as they were about to rush another time, except for the wounded soldiers who could not move, the rest of the Qing army either turned into corpses or kowtowed desperately on the ground. Some Qing soldiers had their legs fast and had already escaped into the dense forests of hills.

Continuing to chase and kill the Qing army that fled into the dense forest was meaningless, but it would cause unnecessary casualties. Anyway, the main force of the Qing army had been wiped out, and the escaped Qing army might be less than 200. Zheng, a butcher, had to order in disappointment: "Stop the battle and clean up the battlefield."

In addition to the less than 200 Qing troops who escaped, the Qing troops who escorted the wounded back this time captured more than 400 people, and the rest were all dead. The ones with the worst casualties were Lu Guonan and his personal soldiers, and more than 40 personal soldiers. Except for the two injured, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead for a disaster, the rest were all shot by special forces with muskets. The two personal soldiers who pretended to be dead were also identified while cleaning the battlefield.

The biggest spoils of war are naturally more than forty good horses, which are ridden by the personal soldiers of the general Lu Guonan of Baoding. The Lu family has a wealth and power in Baoding. The war horses used by the personal soldiers can be considered one in a hundred miles. When the gunfire sounds, they ran away from all around because of fright. However, the war horses were trained and would not be too far away from their masters. One of the rebel generals recovered them one by one, and only a few horses were unknown.

In addition to these forty good horses, there are more than a hundred horses used to pull carts. Although these horses cannot be compared with war horses, they are big animals after all, and there is no problem using them to pull carts and plow fields.

"Sir, what should we do with these people?" A rebel soldier pointed at the wounded on the cart and asked the butcher Zheng.

After the rebels appeared, these people were already desperate, but they could not resist at all, and they couldn't even escape, so they could only wait for the rebels to put them in a way.

The butcher Zheng habitually looked at Huang Mingfeng, and Huang Mingfeng smiled and said, "Mr. Zheng, I think let them stay here."

The butcher Zheng also laughed: "Yes, those who were injured among the prisoners were picked out and let them stay, and the rest were escorted back to the city."

"yes."

Four hundred rebels took almost the same number of prisoners away. When Hong Chengchou received the news and sent people to come, in the official road, in addition to more than 200 Qing army wounded, more than 100 wounded people were added, and the rest were corpses. The Qing army had no choice but to transport more than 300 wounded people back to the military camp.

After being hit twice in a row, Hong Chengchou no longer dared to underestimate the rebels in Laizhou City, and the date of siege was postponed day by day. It seemed that Hong Chengchou came to Laizhou just to confront the rebels.

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Chapter completed!