"Retreat." Seeing that the personal soldiers around him decreased one by one, and the surroundings were full of red Ming troops, Zhang Wenhuan issued an order to retreat regardless of whether it was the prescribed time. If they did not retreat, they would have to explain it here.

Hearing the general's call to retreat, the Qing army, who was fighting forward, quickly turned around. At present, these Ming army were too evil. Perhaps only Wu Sangui's Guanning Iron Cavalry could be compared. The Qing army became more and more frightened and wanted to leave these Ming army, who were getting more and more crazy as they fought.

However, it was extremely difficult to achieve this under the heavy encirclement of the Ming army. As soon as many Qing soldiers turned around, they screamed and fell from their horses, but they were killed by the Ming army. In a short while, the Qing army suffered a significant increase in casualties.

However, with extraordinary riding skills, most of the Qing army still turned around and tried their best to kill. After discarding most of the corpses, Zhang Wenhuan and Li Yangxing finally opened a gap with hundreds of subordinates and rushed out of the siege.

"Chase!"

Without the command of the commander, the Ming army spontaneously pursued it. The army was never ruthless about beating the dogs in the water. From time to time, the Qing army who fell behind screamed and fell off their horses, and then they were trampled into meat paste by the Ming army's horse hooves that were chasing.

"Quick, hurry, move it up." On the hillside, Kong Youde looked at the slow-moving cannon, and jumped straight into his feet. However, it was not easy for thousands of pounds to move on the flat ground, let alone going up the slope. With a loud bang, a cannon simply fell to the ground, breaking the leg of a horse. The horse was slammed on the ground and whistled endlessly. Big tears flowed out of the horse's geese, which made people unbearable to witness it.

The Qing army behind him looked at the cannon lying on the ground at a loss. With a "puff," the horse was neighing and was cut off with a knife. Kong Youde shouted with a bloody sabre: "Cut the rope off, and you must carry it up even with your hands."

The rest of the Qing army woke up as if they were dreaming, cut off all the ropes tied to the cannon, shouting horns, and slowly pushing the cannon upwards with difficulty.

"Prince, it's not good. Generals Zhang and Li have been defeated." A personal soldier hurriedly reported.

Kong Youde looked up and found that in just a short time, more than a thousand people led by Zhang Wenhuan and Li Yangxing had escaped only three or four hundred people. Later, the Ming army pursued each other reluctantly, and their troops were still decreasing.

"Cheng Xikong, take people to pick them up." Kong Youde ordered another general.

"I will obey the order."

With Cheng Xikong's support, Zhang Wenhuan and Li Yangxing finally escaped to the hillside in a panic and joined the army. The Ming army followed up surrounded the hillside. Since Kong Youde's troops occupied the hillside, the Ming army attacked the hillside twice without success, so they had to stop temporarily.

At this time, both sides had time to check the losses. The Ming army lost about 700 people, but there were at least a thousand corpses of the Tartars. The Ming army suffered the most losses when the Ming army first fought. Due to the abnormal reaction of the Qing army and the accumulated reputation before, the Ming army shrank and suffered heavy casualties. Later, the Ming army became more and more brave and the casualties on both sides were almost equalized. When the Qing army was about to flee, their casualties suddenly became greater, and they were even massacred when they pursued.

More than a thousand people died, which was already a damaging force for Kong Youde. Fortunately, he grabbed a mountain and the artillery was transported to eight gates. Only four gates were too late to transport, so he could only throw them under the hillside. There were nearly four thousand people, and Kong Youde believed that there would be no problem in holding on for a day, and not to mention that the cannons could be set up on the mountain soon to bombard the Ming army. Maybe the Ming army could only rescue the siege by itself.

Looking at this hillside, Huang Degong couldn't help but frown. The hillside was not high, and the highest point was only a few dozen meters. However, the height of this dozen meters gave the Tartars in front of him a breather. Kong Youde's army not only had heavy artillery, but also more than a thousand musketeers. The cavalry of the two sides had just confronted each other, and Kong Youde's musketeers were useless. Now the Ming army was about to attack from the back, and the musketeers in Kong Youde's army were just showing their power. Dozens of Ming soldiers died under the musketeers of the Han army's Eight Banners at the foot of the mountain.

Firearms were originally the advantage of the Ming army, but now it is better. The Qing army has cannons and muskets. On the contrary, the Ming army is full of cold weapons. Although Kong Youde's troops abandoned four cannons at the foot of the mountain, there were no shells, which was equivalent to scrap iron. If they retreated, they would be killed or killed 700 times, and they would be more than 1,000 corpses of the Tartars. Whether it was the real Tartars or the Eight Banners of the Han army, they would be a great victory, but they would be willing to do so.

"Master, please give an order. The last general will take turns to attack, and I don't believe it, but I can't take it down." General Weng Zhiqi said.

"Okay, General Weng, your troops will attack first, and General Yin will be responsible for your troops to respond at any time."

"The last one will obey the order." Weng Zhiqi and Yin Hongsheng both reported in unison.

"Kill!" Without a drum sound, the Ming army whipped the war horse desperately and rushed up the hillside.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A sound like fried beans sounded, and a burst of smoke from the mountain slowed down. The Ming army was rushing upwards and overturned the horses. Dozens of people in the front row fell to the ground. Fortunately, although the Ming army did not bring firearms, the horses were used to the sound of firearms. The rest of the horses would not panic and continued to rush forward.

"Tian Xiong, why haven't Ma Degong and the others come yet? Didn't they find the signal?" Seeing the opponent's firearms show their power, Huang Degong asked anxiously. The Ming army did not have firearms, but the firearms had to carry a large amount of ammunition, and it was difficult to hide in the valley. In addition, the firearms were not easy to use when the cavalry ambushed, and all the muskets and more than ten artillery were placed in the rear army.

At least half an hour has passed since rushing out of the valley. It is normal that the two men should have arrived, but there is still no trace now, which makes Huang Degong very angry.

"Master General, our army had already sent a signal when it left the valley. General Tian and General Ma were only ten miles away from our army, so it would not be impossible to receive it." A deputy general replied.

"What the hell are these two people doing?" Huang Degong's face was so angry that his veins pounded.

"General Tian, ​​if the general knows, we will not blame him." Ma Degong asked quietly. A long team of people were moving slowly in front of them.

After receiving the signal from Yanhua in front, Ma Degong was about to lead the army, but was stopped by Tian Xiong. Although both of them were generals, Tian Xiong was guarding the central army and was above Ma Degong. Although he was puzzled, Ma Degong still followed the order. After waiting for half an hour, Tian Xiong ordered people to set off. Now he deliberately ordered the soldiers to move slowly. Ma Degong finally couldn't help but ask in confusion.
Chapter completed!