.The sound of Hu Daman shooting arrows fell, and a big bowstring was t [people pulled their bows and shot arrows. Hundreds of feather arrows fell densely on the heads of the rebels. Most of the feather arrows fell into the air. Some feather arrows were opened by the rebels with swords. Only dozens of arrows were really effective. More of the rebels turned over and fell off the horses, and then they were stepped into meat mud by the horse's hooves behind. More rebels who were caught just let out a mud groan, and then continued to control the horses as if nothing had happened.

Three arrows are worse than one knife, let alone the arrows that were fired in a hurry. If it weren't for the arrows in important parts, it would basically not hinder the cavalry from continuing to fight. The butcher Zheng knew that his subordinates were definitely not as good as those of the man, so he simply did not let everyone shoot arrows, so he saved time to change weapons.

The three arrows at the forefront refer to the confrontation between cavalry and infantry. In fact, the cavalry often only has the ability to shoot one arrow. If you still want to shoot the second arrow or the third arrow, maybe you don’t have time to hang a bow and draw a sword when the two sides meet, you are seeking death by yourself.

Sure enough, just after an arrow passed, the forwards of both sides had already collided with each other. In an instant, people were on their backs and horses were overturned, blood splattered, and countless heads rolled to the ground.

"Kill!" The steel gun in the butcher Zheng's hand waved up and down. All the Qing army who were swept by the steel gun of the butcher Zheng screamed and fell off the horse. A gap suddenly appeared in front of him. The butcher Zheng rushed in without hesitation. The rebels behind him followed closely. The rebels took the butcher Zheng as the arrow and instantly formed a drilling formation.

On the other hand, although the number of people in Manchu was twice that of the rebels, there was a little scattered. Many Manchu thought that the rebels would probably turn around and run away. They were determined to chase after them from behind, but they did not expect that the rebels would rush so firmly. Some Manchus found that the enemy had rushed to them without even putting down the bows and arrows in his hands. When they hurriedly wanted to change their weapons, they did not have time. The rebels' sabers had already been slashed down. Many Manchus were stunned in their eyes and fell from the horse's back with unwilling eyes.

The rebels were still a little nervous at first, but after following the commander, they saw Manren fall from the horse's back, and suddenly they became brave. The confidence they had built up with fighting with the Qing army these days expanded, and they rushed forward as if they were fighting with Manren.

When two armies fight, courage is often more useful than skills. Although Manchu riding is much better than rebels, once both sides fight to the death and one side forms a formation, no matter how powerful the riding skills are, they will have to be discounted. The battlefield space is small and you will not allow you to make any tricks. The two sides fight head-on, and those with strong strength will die.

Manchus may not be as powerful as they boast about themselves. In the past, the Ming army often used to fight before the battle, and Manchus could naturally win more with less. At this moment, both sides fought their lives, and Manchus fell from horses only a lot more than the rebels. At this time, people's lives were like grass, and people fell from war horses at all times. The rebels and Manchus, the corpses of both sides were entangled, and even some war horses neighed and bit each other.

The butcher Zheng didn't know how many times he swung his steel gun and swept off his war horses. However, when his arms began to hurt, the front suddenly became empty. It turned out that the formations of the two armies had crossed. The butcher Zheng turned his head and looked back, and was secretly shocked. The rebels following closely behind him had no more than 300 people, which means that almost one-third of his subordinates had gone to this battle.

However, what the butcher Zheng can be sure of is that the Qing army will never be less casualties than them. Although he was at the forefront, he still had the spare energy to observe the entire battlefield. Under his steel gun, there were at least a dozen Qing army souls, and the other rebels had basically done one for one. He did not care about the heartache, and whipped the horse heads and shouted loudly: "Everyone, can you still fight?"

"Can fight. Can fight." Hundreds of rebel soldiers replied loudly. The voices surged through the mountains and rivers. Everyone's blood was boiling. If they had faced the victory of the Qing army in the past, everyone was a little unconfident. This time, they formed the cavalry in the Pure Man people. Not only did they not fall in the wrong place, but they also got a little cheaper. Everyone was confident in themselves. Not to mention that there were less than a thousand people in front of them. Even if the butcher Zheng wanted to take them to attack the Hong Chengchou camp at this time, everyone would probably follow without hesitation.

"Okay. Let's go back. Brothers. rush!" Butcher Zheng Di pointed forward and urged the horse to advance. Hundreds of rebels followed him and returned in the direction of the city wall.

During this battle, the rebels on the city wall could see clearly. When the two sides intersected, Xie Qian and others had already seen the thousand people rushing over, all of whom were composed of elite people. Xie Qian regretted that he did not ring the sound of retreating troops in time. Everyone was nervously watching the battle between the cavalry under the city. Seeing the rebels falling from the Qing army's arrows, the rebels felt unbearable. However, the war followed. Xie Qian, Zhao Shuxiang and others were overjoyed. Their own cavalry faced twice the land, not only did they not lose any disadvantages, but seemed to have gained a lot of benefits.

Seeing the butcher Zheng killing again, Xie Qian was not willing to give this precious branch

Fight out: "Mr. Zhao, I will leave the city to you. Brothers. Let me go. I will take Master Zheng back to the city." Without waiting for Zhao Shuxiang to answer, Xie Qian hurried down to the city with his personal soldiers and several deputy generals. There was a waiting area of ​​3,000 elite soldiers.

Hu Da's heart was full of bitterness. His subordinates suffered at least 200 losses. He was a little confused. Even the Liaodong border army of the formerly claimed to be elite. If one thousand mankinds were attacked against four hundred people, they could slaughter the people. The casualties of the people would not exceed two digits. However, against a group of bandits, his subordinates would have killed and injured 200 people. And the other landlords were still there.

Is his subordinates weaker, or is the opponent too strong? No, none of them. Just now, his subordinates were too careless. On the surface, it looked like one thousand to four hundred, but in fact most of the subordinates were on the periphery. Except for occasionally shooting a few bows and arrows, they did not participate in the battle at all. Instead, the thieves formed a majority in the place where they fought. Hu Daman found the answer and became full of confidence again. Seeing the butcher Zheng returning with the remaining troops, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his long sword to point forward: "Kill, kill all these southern barbarians."

The Qing army, who was on the periphery just now, was a little confused. Why were their companions so easily penetrated by the thief army, and so many people died, why didn't these thiefs escape and rushed forward without fear of death? They were used to the example of the Ming army and bandits turning around and fleeing after a little intimidation. When they met a group of enemies who were not afraid of death and were well-armed, they suddenly became a little at a loss.

Hu Daman's shouts woke these Qing troops who were still confused. They felt deeply offended their dignity and put down their bows and arrows. The sound of clanging, clanging and clanging sounded. All Qing troops pulled out their swords and rushed forward frantically to the rebels who rushed up: "Kill, kill all the southern barbarians!"

"Kill, kill the Tartars!" When Hu Manda was about to lead his subordinates to fight with the remaining cavalry of the rebel army again, a louder shouting came from behind them. Hu Daman said intimately that he said something bad. He suddenly remembered that the fight and the thief army had changed directions. Now behind them was Laizhou City. He turned his head and saw that a large army rushed out of the city gate and was attacking his rear team.

Hu Daman looked at the distance between the two sides, and was so angry that his teeth almost broke. If he insisted on eliminating the cavalry of the bandit army, his subordinates might also encircle and eliminate the bandit army. Although this move may lure the bandit army out of the city to engage in a big battle, Hu Daman would never want him and his troops to come down as this bait.

"Retreat!" Hu Daman's cavalry turned a corner and flew past the rebel cavalry, with a hint of fleeing in a panic.

"Long live! Long live!" The city was clearly seen, all the rebels were as crazy as they were, while the Qing army's morale was greatly reduced. The Eight Banners soldiers who had high hopes were defeated by 1,000 people on the other side, and they fled in a panic to continue the attack.

Seeing that the rebel cavalry who had already been fleeing in a panic, and the rebel cavalry who had already killed crazy wanted to pursue him, Zhao Shuxiang on the top of the city was anxious and hurriedly ordered people to ring the sound of retreating troops. The butcher Zheng Cai and the cavalry joined with Xie Qian's infantry. The two sides burst into cheers, cooperated with each other, and slowly retreated to the city.

From the battle between the cavalry of both sides to the fact that Mandahai and the cavalry fled in a panic, it was slow to write, but it didn't happen long. By the time Hong Chengchou mobilized the army, the cavalry of the butcher Zheng had already stepped into the city first, and Xie Qian's army also retreated into the city. When the Qing generals still wanted to attack, Zhao Shuxiang had already transferred the special forces and some archers to the vicinity of the city gate. After a burst of guns and bows, the Qing army could only retreat and watched helplessly as the rebels retreated into the city, and then the entire city gate was closed again.

"Long live! Long live!" Every time the cavalry behind the butcher Zheng He went, there was arousing warm cheers everywhere, and both the military and civilians shouted in the loudest voice.

Hearing the cheers like a tsunami in the city, the Qing army under the city turned pale, and no one was intent to attack. The sound of dingling was heard, and Hong Chengchou's order to retreat was also issued in time. The Qing army was as if he was amnesty, and he carried the ladder and ran back. The rebels at the top of the city laughed loudly. Some veterans who had participated in the Ming army before stood at the top of the city, unbuttoned their pants, and urinated in the direction of the Qing army. The Qing army, who saw this scene, shouted angrily, but had a helpless look on their faces.

When the Qing army cannons rang again, the rebels on the city wall hurriedly hid and stopped their movements. However, the cheers in the city still did not stop, and even the sound of the Qing army cannons could not be covered.
Chapter completed!