Shilin is a white-armored Bayala Zhuangda of Zhenghong Banner. His personal force is almost the same as the two famous white-armored Bayala Zalan Ezhen of the Inlaid Yellow Banner. However, he is not as lucky as Oboi and Dasu. The two were originally ordinary white-armored soldiers because they were the personal bodyguards of Lao Nu. After Huang Taiji ascended the throne, he became Bayala Zhuangda. Later, because of his repeated military merits, he was promoted to Bayala Zalan Ezhen.

Schilling is still a sturdy man, but if he can detour from the Ming army this time and open up a path for his master, then he will definitely have a bright future after returning.

The terrain of the mountains and forests is extremely complex and the jungle is dense. Once you encounter a Ming army ambush and attack from the bottom of the hillside, it is difficult to fight. Even the most elite white-armored soldiers will be taken away when they encounter a smashed stone.

Will Li Guodong let the Later Jin Baijia Bayala detour behind him? It is definitely impossible. The elite Ye Wusheng is specialized in dealing with the white armored soldiers.

Zhao Wu and a group of people lying in the jungle at night, staring at the mountains and forests ahead. Their ambush location was very good, with only a small path passing by below. Even if the most elite white-armored soldiers passed by, the people above could smash the white-armored soldiers into meat paste as long as they smashed a few stones.

Li Guodong equipped every Ye Busuan with excellent equipment. Each person wore a chain mail and two layers of cotton armor on the outside. In addition to their own heavy weapons, the weapons used were also equipped with strong crossbows, sharp arrows and poison that was sealed with blood. Several Ye Busuan's team officers were also equipped with short guns.

"The Tartars are here!" someone said softly.

A group of figures appeared on the mountain road, and the silver-white armor shone with dazzling light under the sunlight. You can tell from this that the most elite white-armored soldiers from Jiannu came.

Shilin walked along the mountain road with his white armored soldiers. Suddenly he shouted: "Stop! The terrain here is dangerous, I'm afraid there will be an ambush! Brothers, be careful!"

This section of the road is indeed too dangerous. On one side is a bottomless cliff, and on the other side is a towering cliff. As long as the Ming army ambushed above the cliff, even if there are more than a dozen people, as long as there are stones, even if Xilin has a thousand white-armored soldiers in his hand, he will never be able to pass by from now on.

"Why didn't the Tartars move forward?" asked a soldier who did not accept the night.

Zhao Wu smiled and said, "The Tartars are not stupid. They come in to die in this terrain? They will definitely find a way to detour from the back. Let's go to a few people and wait for them in the mountains and forests behind."

Zhou Tao received the order and took thirty Ye Bushang, and went to the woods behind him to ambush. After about half an hour, he saw a team of about sixty white-armored soldiers climbing up the hillside panting.

"Let it go!" Zhou Tao pointed forward in his hand.

Several crossbow arrows were shot out from the dense woods. The white-armored soldiers in front could not dodge and were shot into the face. The white-armored soldiers who were shot only felt their faces numb, and soon lost consciousness. They fell to the ground, and their faces turned black in a blink of an eye.

"Poison Arrow! Be careful!" Schilling shouted.

The white-armored soldiers hid everywhere, and some even took out their step bows and fought back at Ye Busuo, who was hiding in the jungle.

The arrow pierced into the woods with the sound of wind. Ye Busuo accidentally shot him in the face by a heavy arrow and fell down with a scream. The rest of Ye Busuo hid behind the trees, pulled the bowstrings of the crossbow machine, loaded the crossbow arrows, and applied poison to the arrows. Although the crossbow machine was loading slowly, Ye Busuo was covered by the woods. In addition, the crossbow machine had high accuracy and was shooting arrows from a high point. In this way, the gold and white armored soldiers suffered a great loss.

The two sides shot at each other for a while, and six more people fell down by the Later Jin army, and only one person fell down by the Ming army.

"Roar up! We will suffer a loss when we shoot like this!" Schilling shouted.

More than fifty white-armored soldiers threw down their bows and arrows, waved heavy weapons such as long-handed axes, maces, and hammers, and shouted and rushed into the woods where the Ming army was not hiding at night. Each white-armored soldiers held weapons in their left hand, pulled out the javelins, flying axes, meteor hammers and other heavy weapons at their waists, preparing to throw them.

Ming army shot out a row of crossbow arrows at night, shot out five white-armored soldiers, and then showed their throwing weapons. However, the captain Zhou Tao pulled out the short gun from his waist, lit the fuse rope, and clamped the fuse rope on the hook. Seeing the first white-armored soldier rushing up and throwing a flying axe, Zhou Tao turned his head, dodged the flying axe, and immediately pulled the trigger of the short gun. Only a sound of the gun was heard, and a big hole appeared in the white-armored soldier's chest, fell down on his back, and rolled down from the hillside.

The Later Jin soldiers threw flying axes, iron bones, javelins and meteor hammers. The Ming army did not collect at night and even fought back with throwing weapons. Both sides suffered casualties, but the Ming army threw condescendingly with their advantage in terrain, and the losses were much smaller than those of the white-armored soldiers.

Zhou Tao's team had 23 people left after not taking over at night, and seven people were killed. Although the losses on the opponent were much greater, the number of people was twice as high. At this time, there were 37 white-armored soldiers.

"Retreat!" Zhou Tao shouted.

Twenty-three Ye Busuo turned around and retreated deep into the jungle, and thirty-seven white-armored soldiers caught up.

When the Jin soldiers climbed up the hillside panting, Zhao Wu suddenly led fifty Ye Bushang, who was waiting for work, and suddenly rushed out, crossbow arrows mixed with projectiles shot towards the white-armored soldiers.

Zhao Wu was holding a tiger-winged gun in his hand, which was the highest upgraded version of a three-eyed gun. The tiger-winged gun had three gun barrels, which were fired with a trigger and fired with a fuse. Each time one shot was fired, the gun barrel could be fired three guns in a row. Because the trigger was used, and the three gun barrels were all made, not cast, so the accuracy was much higher than that of the three-eyed gun.

With a sound of the tiger-winged gun, a white-armored soldier spurted blood from his chest and rolled down the hillside. Zhao Wu turned the gun barrel, aimed at a white-armored soldier and pulled the trigger, knocking the white-armored soldier down the hillside. Then he fired out the last projectile, and the white-armored soldier who was aiming at dodges. The projectile that was originally aiming at his chest hit his right shoulder. The injured white-armored soldier landed on the ground with a flying axe in his hand and squatted on the hillside.

Ye Bushu, who shot out crossbow arrows and projectiles, rushed forward and fought fiercely with the white-armored soldiers with heavy weapons such as axes, iron sticks, and hammers. After a sound of weapons colliding, nine people fell from the Ming army, and all the remaining twenty-nine white-armored soldiers were killed. Even the brave and invincible Schilling was smashed by Ye Bushu's head.
Chapter completed!