The galloping war horse hit an eight-foot-long long axe, and its entire neck was cut off by an axe. The huge head of the war horse fell from its neck. The front of the war horse knelt on the ground, raised its back hooves high, and the Jin soldiers on the horse's back flew out of the horse's back, dancing in the air, and before it landed on the ground, they were chopped into two pieces by Han Dashan's axe.

Wu Mingping, wearing mountain armor and an iron helmet with eight-petal wide-eaves and pointed top, rushed straight towards a Jin soldier with a spear. He felt a black object whistling towards the wind. He quickly turned his head and a rotating short-handed axe flew past his ear, knocking away the cotton button neck hanging under his helmet.

A distance of only twenty steps was just a moment for the high-speed war horse. The Jin soldier who threw the flying axe had not had time to throw the flying axe again, and Wu Ming's spear had already reached in front of him.

The one-meter-long white wax pole spear hit the body of the Jin soldier. The power of the white wax pole spear is far less powerful than that of the horse spear, and its service life is far less than that of the horse spear. The spear head that hit the body of the Jin soldier could not pierce the thick armor of the Jin soldier at all, and the white wax pole was also bent into a semicircle. Although the white wax pole spear could not pierce the double thick armor of the Jin soldier, Wu Ming's spear, which was exerting horsepower, stabbed the Jin soldiers, and broke the ribs of the Jin soldiers' scouts and whistle cavalry. The Jin soldier screamed, spit out blood from his mouth, and fell from the horse's back.

Yebusuke's whistle behind rushed up, and only a roaring sound of guns was heard. The three Jin soldiers sprayed blood mists and fell from their horses. However, the axes and javelins thrown by the Jin soldiers also hit Yebusuke.

Ye Busu, who was hit by a flying axe, was penetrated by the armor on his chest and the axe was pierced in his chest. The Ye Busu fell from the horse's back, opened his mouth and spit out blood in big mouthfuls.

The only remaining Jin soldier was shocked when he saw that all his seven companions were killed. It was too late to turn his horse's head and escape. The war horse whose speed had been increased could not turn back. The Jin soldier finally fought to the death, took out a short axe, and threw it at a horse thief Yebusu.

The axe rotated and hit the horse's head. The Ye Bushuo's war horse fell to the ground. Ye Bushuo's back also fell off the war horse. It was lifted to the ground by the high-speed war horse. Ye Bushuo's war horse fell to the ground and rolled a few times, removing the impact force. However, he still felt like his internal organs were overturned, painful, nauseous and uncomfortable, and he could not stand up for a while.

Another Ye Busuo galloped past the Jin Soldiers. After finishing the projectile three-eyed gun in his hand, he used it as a hammer. He grabbed the wooden handle of the three-eyed gun in his hand. The heavy head hit the chest of the Jin Soldiers like an iron hammer. Only a sound of bone shattering. The thick double armor could not stop the heavy blow. The Jin soldier screamed, vomited blood, and fell from the horse's back.

Killing eight enemies and losing one of his own side is a big victory, but Li Laoer was not able to be happy either. The brother who had just lost was an elite veteran who had been with him for many years. The more than 100 veterans around him lost one less, and it was difficult to train an excellent soldier. In the previous battle with Yangguli, although more than 200 brothers were lost, the losses were all new recruits trained by Mu Nu, which were relatively easy to supplement.

Li Laoer ordered that the Jin soldiers' armor be stripped away, and all the bodies were searched, and even a piece of copper plate was unwilling to let go. After a while, the eight bodies were stripped into white pigs. The Jin soldiers' tiger-toothed swords, tiger spears, excellent riding bows, nail hammers, axes and armor and other weapons and equipment all became Li Laoer's spoils, and a lot of gold, silver and treasures were found from the Jin soldiers.

These gold and silver treasures stained with blood were stolen from which unlucky Han people. There was also a pair of gold earrings with jade pendants hanging on them, with blood on them. It seemed that they were forced to pull them off from the ears of a Han woman.

"These are all things that the Tartars stole the Han people! I don't know how many people were killed! Now we avenge them! Okay, hide the body in a while, and we search forward." Li Lao Er gave the order.

His side lost two war horses, but seized thirteen war horses that could be used and earned eleven war horses. The Jin soldiers had three war horses that were casualties, and Li Laoer also asked to take them back and put them in the warehouse as meat.

After just cleaning the battlefield, Li Hong, who was sent to the front to watch, came back. He told Li Laoer and the others: "There is a brigade of Jiannu in front! There are about 200 people, including Baijia Bayala!"

"We must have heard the sound of guns coming, so we quickly enter the forest!" Li Lao Er gave the order. He knew that no matter how strong the brothers under his command were, they would not be able to deal with two hundred Jin soldiers with one hundred people.

All the soldiers dismounted and led their horses into the forest.

You cannot ride a horse on a mountain road with a steep slope. If you ride a horse on the mountain, it will not only lose your horsepower, but also have bumpy pits and lots of gravel on the mountain road. If you ride a horse into the forest, the horse will be scrapped soon. So Li Laoer ordered the soldiers to dismount and lead the horse to walk on the mountain road. The horse will not bear the weight, so you can drill into the ravine with people.

The horse thief didn't stop at night and just entered the forest, he saw a team of Jin soldiers galloping past the mountain road, raising the rolling smoke and dust.

"We don't have to worry about these Tartars. Let's take a small path and go to Santun Camp to take a look." Li Laoer said.

A hundred horse thieves did not hold the war horses at night, and carefully crossed the path and took the nearest shortcut toward Santunying. This path was drawn by Wang Quan, the spy he ordered, arranged by Li Laoer, to be in the pass, after surveying. This map was drawn three years ago, but I didn't expect it to be useful today.

After walking the mountain road for a morning, at noon, when Li Laoer was about to order a rest, Han Dashan, who was exploring the road ahead, came back to report: "Brother, there are dozens of Tartars in front of him searching for the mountains!"

"Did you search for us?" Li Laoer asked.

"No, they are searching southeast. It seems that there may be military and civilians of the Ming Dynasty hidden in the mountain. The Tartars may be trying to find the Ming people hiding in the mountain." Han Dashan replied.

"How many Tartars are there?" Li Laoer asked again.

"I just clicked a little, and there were about fifty people, including more than twenty Jurchen soldiers, and the rest were all Mongols."

"Aren't there only fifty Tartars? We have a hundred elites who can completely destroy them and rescue the people hiding in the mountains."
Chapter completed!