(The name in the previous chapter was wrong, it should be the "bloody sniper". The exciting battle continues)

Lai Li shot out his head, and the Jurchen cavalry opposite him had no time to defend himself and was pierced through his chest. The dark black and iron spear tips emerged from his back, with bright red blood on it.

Lai Li laughed wildly, rode his horse forward, and dodged the mace of a Jurchen cavalry on one side. He pulled out the big gun and used the gun as a stick to hit the head of the Jurchen man opposite. Under the blow of the big gun, it was like being swung by a sledgehammer. The hard skull was powerless to resist. In an instant, the head of the Jurchen cavalry was smashed into a rotten watermelon, red blood, gray-white brain, and blood-white skull fragments flying everywhere.

The big gun slashed downward and slashed the neck of a Jurchen cavalry. Although the Jurchen cavalry was covered in armor, its neck was an unpreventable vital point. It was scratched by the sharp spear tip, and a terrifying hole suddenly appeared on the neck. Half of the neck was cut off. Blood splattered out like a fountain, spraying the hairy head and face.

"Happy, happy, brothers, continue to kill!" Lai Li's head exclaimed, laughing wildly, as if crazy.

Under the leadership of Lai Litou, the soldiers fought extremely bravely, and the Wuyi army quickly broke into the Jurchen cavalry array.

It was like a red-burned knife inserted into a piece of solidified butter. It was not only smooth, but also a considerable passage was cleared out.

With just one encounter, at least thirty Jurchen cavalry died on the battlefield. In addition, those who were shot and killed before rose to about forty people.

It has to be said that in this first collision, the long weapons of the Wuyi Army took advantage of the situation, and the spear was much farther than the mace, which means that when the two sides were in conflict, the Jurchen cavalry's weapons were killed before they even touched the Wuyi Army.

Of course, the elite Jurchens are definitely not easy to mess with, especially those Jurchens wearing heavy armored cavalry, which caused great trouble to the Wuyi army. In this round of impact, the Wuyi army also suffered more than fourteen casualties. Five of them were killed on the spot, and most of the injuries were from those wearing cavalry.

Taking advantage of the sneak attack, taking the opponent's surprise, occupying the terrain, and taking the opponent's unstoppable force, the opponent's troops were dispersed, and they still paid such a price. This also shows that the field combat power of the Wuyi army's cavalry and the pure Jurchen elite is almost half a dozen, and even the Jurchens are stronger.

But firstly, Wu Yi's army has more soldiers. Secondly, the more military literacy the Wu Yi army is, the more it has the advantage. And one factor that cannot be ignored is the advanced weapons of Wu Yi army.

In short, Wu Yi's army is more dominant.

The Wu Yi army's killing completely penetrated the Jurchen formation.

After killing for a while, Lai Li's head called for a new formation and prepared to charge again.

On the other side, Zhu Ketu also turned around and ordered loudly: "Get together, gather together!"

He poked a shot in his leg, opened a bloody hole, and ticked it with blood. More importantly, the injury was the position where he was broken by Wu Yi's artillery shells under the city of Zhenyuan Prefecture.

As a result, the bones that had just been reunited again, and bursts of heart-wrenching pain were bursting. Zhu Ketu was also a tough guy, with sweat beads on his forehead falling down, and he didn't scream, and he just used a piece of rag to finish it. His performance just now made him feel extremely humiliated. He shouted: "Brothers, it was these Wu Yi Army's mangoons who killed our tribe, occupied our land, and burned our hometown! Now our family is still suffering under their whip! Kill them all!"

"Kill!" the remaining Jurchens roared in unison.

Logically speaking, if the general army has suffered more than 30% of the casualties, it will almost collapse. The morale of these Jurchens is beyond words, far exceeding that of ordinary army. This time, the voluntary attack on the Wuyi army was even more sad. Therefore, so many people were killed now, the morale was even stronger.

Their morale is so strong that how could the Wu Yi army be bad?

"Your wife and daughter did not suffer under my whip, but often suffered under my crotch." Lai Li Head laughed arrogantly.

His words caused these original horse thieves to burst into laughter and threw them out as if they were not worth money.

"Bare, what you said is wrong! Every time I join them, they are so refreshed. They hugged me one by one and didn't let me get down. How could they say they were suffering?"

"Hey, what you said is wrong. When you got to that old lady, they were happy. When you got to the eleven or two, you were the only one who could enjoy it. They had to cry and call her parents!"

"Hehe, when they walked the dry road, they also cried and called their parents..."

"You really are not something, you don't let go of such a young age? Hehe, when will we go together?"

"Don't call me bald head, call me Lord Lai! Mr. Lai is OK!"

"Barehead..."

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They were all horse thieves. Before they became thieves, they were border residents in the northeast. After being robbed by the Jurchens for a long time, they hated them the most and refused to forgive them now.

There were many Jurchens on the opposite side who could understand Chinese. After listening to it this time, they were so angry that they smoked their orifices, their faces flushed, and their eyes almost burst into flames. They didn't even dare to think deeply. If they really thought about their women carefully, how miserable their daughter was, and they felt uncomfortable and painful in their hearts, as if millions of ants were gnawing. They were so sad that they wanted to cry loudly. "Kill!"

"kill!"

They no longer wanted to talk nonsense. Zhuketu waved his mace and led his men to fight towards Wu Yi's army.

Lai Litou also wanted to hedge against it, otherwise a Wuyi army knight came over behind the hill not far away and shouted: "Lai Litou, a hundred Mongolian households are approaching here! There is still half a cup of tea to come!"

"Are those bastards from Fuyuwei coming? So soon?"

Lai Li frowned, narrowed his eyes and shouted: "These dogs and Tartars are bullying the weak, brothers, let's move in!"

After saying that, he shook his big gun in his hand and ran wildly towards the east.

The so-called "turning forward" naturally means retreating. This was what had been said before the war, so the Wuyi soldiers were not surprised at all, but instead beat horses and ran away after the Lai Litou.

When the matter was rushed, Zhu Ketu and others couldn't help but be stunned. When they realized that the Wu Yi army had already disappeared, leaving only smoke and dust behind the horse's butt.

The 50,000 Tatar troops were divided and gathered not far away, so reinforcements were naturally easily able to get here. The Wuyi Army had already expected this problem before attacking, so it spiked out from afar and stared at the surroundings. Once they found reinforcements from the other side, they retreated immediately.

It is very enjoyable to attack others, but once you are surrounded by others, you will be smashed.

Wu Yijun is not a fool.

"Am you mother, you shameless guys! Are you guys?" Zhu Ketu was so angry that he cursed.

"Sir, should we chase after you?" asked a man who was not open to his eyes.

"Seeking the terrain!" Zhu Ketu was so angry that he pointed at him and cursed: "We have heavy cavalry. They are all light cavalry and have taken the lead. They are familiar with the terrain. Where can we chase after us? Be careful that people will turn back and make dumplings! They can't even cry!"

The soldier retreated and dared not speak anymore.

This raid was caused by the Wu Yi army's revolt and retreat, and the Jurchen army's disastrous defeat and losses were the result of high school.

Perhaps Lai Litou and Zhu Ketu didn't know that this battle that took place in this hilly area was the first real field battle between the Wuyi cavalry and the Jurchen elite.

The start of this battle was just a small beginning of a major event. With this small gunshot, Dong Laohu's tenacious sniper battle officially kicked off.

The Fourth Army, Fourth Guards and Thirty-third Guards under Dong Laohu had a total of more than 13,000 people, divided into more than 100,000 households. They took advantage of their familiarity with the terrain and their advantage of taking the initiative to lie in ambushing them. They launched a crazy sneak attack on the Jurchens and the Mongols.

That's right, it's just a sneak attack, and it's such a large scale and such an organized and premeditated sneak attack.

It doesn't sound very nice. But what Wu Yijun wants is victory.

That's all.

Almost at the same time when Zhuketu was attacked, at most half an hour, more than 20,000 Jurchen cavalry and Fuyu Guard cavalry were attacked. Unprepared for defense, they also suffered heavy losses. The coalition forces suffered casualties and suffered more than 5,000 casualties in the battle.

It is really annoying and depressing to lose 10% of the troops before the battle.

Of course, the Wuyi army was not at all cost. They also suffered losses of about 1,500 people.

The killing of the opponent is still the second. The most important thing is that through this day's actions, the coalition's advance speed has been greatly delayed.

Originally, the coalition forces set off on the night of April 27th, and after two nights and one day of rapid march, they had already reached a distance of only more than 100 miles from Queqiao Town. At their speed of progress, they could reach Queqiao Town at noon at the latest in the morning of April 30th. However, if Wu Yi Army blocked this today, it would be at least three hours.

Three hours are still missing, and it is possible to say that half a day is possible.

This is a huge blow to the coalition forces, which are very powerful.

A huge cavalry team traveled across the plain, with about 3,000 people in size. The two sides were clearly distinguished, and you could see the scores of two teams at a glance. The ones near the north were wearing leather robes, wolves flags, and short Mongolian horses, while the ones near the south were heavy armor or leather armor, with a small nose and small eyes, and a short stature.

This is the central army of the coalition forces and the command center during the march.

A giant wolf flag and a golden flag were parallel, and under the flag were Habucha and Amin who rode horses in parallel.

The two were surrounded by guards, and messengers like flowing water kept coming, reporting information from all aspects here. Amin's eyes were bright, and he listened to the reports one by one at a very fast speed, and then sent them away.

He had not closed his eyes for one day or two nights. In the middle, when the soldiers took the opportunity to take a nap, he was still in charge of various affairs. But he was still energetic and blushed. He was incredible with energy, and he faintly felt that this was a kind of madness that was overdrawing his life.

Amin's performance along the way made him so impressed that he could not bear to see him.

The news that came was basically bad. Either this army suffered heavy casualties or that army was blocked from moving forward in a certain place. Some of them were unable to move forward due to heavy casualties and excessive losses of war horses, so they had to stop and rest.

The more I can't speak out, the colder I feel in my heart, and my face is gloomy.

On the contrary to him, Amin's eyes became brighter and brighter, with an expression of control over everything on her face. At the end, she suddenly laughed to the sky and was extremely proud.

"Amin, why are you laughing? Could it be that you are crazy about losing your heart?" Haba frowned and said sarcastically in displeasure.

He naturally knew that Amin could not be crazy. He didn't need to guess that it must be Amin who saw something through this information - but he couldn't find anything, which made him feel very incompetent. He was pressed by Amin, which immediately made him feel a little angry. At this moment, people suddenly miss Liang Yanqiu very much. If he were there, he would probably be able to see something.

After not being able to come out, I suddenly realized that I still couldn't live without Liang Yanqiu. I suddenly made up my mind to take Liang Yanqiu out of the Jurchen camp after I went back this time, and then I would win him closer, so as not to get rid of the previous incident.

"We will win this game!"

Amin pursed her lips, waved her fists heavily, and said firmly.

His expression was so confident and his words were so powerful that unconsciously made people feel convinced.

He smiled slightly and said to Habu: "Da Khan must have seen it a long time ago, but he was going to take the exam for the school, so that nephew would be ugly."

"According to the gathering of information, every time the Wuyi cavalry attacked, the guns and bullets must shoot horses first, rather than people! Therefore, after every battle, there were many horses lost, but not many casualties. What does this mean? There is only one explanation. The purpose of the Wuyi army was to delay us! This further illustrates one thing-the main force of the Wuyi army, the northern line, the northern line, the northern line, and the southern line, Yang Husheng's army. It was too late to rush back. It was even possible that it was just Dong Laohu who discovered our whereabouts, so he took the initiative to intercept the battle.

We. Lian Zining and Yang Husheng did not get the news that we were moving eastward. If they had time to come back, it would be not that they would delay us, but that they would fight us! This is a great opportunity for the Wuyi army and they would not give up. So, we can enter the eastward Queqiao Town with confidence. Even if Lian Zining and Yang Husheng could come back, it would be at least three days later. Hehe, at that time, King Liang had already been in our hands!"

"In addition, my nephew was worried before whether the Partridge Town was a trap, a trap, which led us to the past. Now it seems that my nephew was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the rope, which scared Wu Yijun." Amin was very frank and did not hesitate, and laughed: "But now, my nephew can conclude that the Partridge Town is definitely not a trap. If it is a trap, what they should do now is to let us in, not to intercept it!"

He nodded repeatedly without saying a word.

"So!" he concluded: "We can attack Queqiao Town with confidence and boldness, and there is still time to withdraw calmly! And now, the most important thing is that soldiers are very fast, so Dong Laohu cannot send the news back to Queqiao Town."

He smiled slightly: "I'm not afraid of not being able to defeat Queqiao Town, but I'm afraid that the King of Liang will run away."

He smiled viciously: "This time, I must capture the King of Liang alive. When the two armies of Wuyi's army are in battle, I will ask King of Liang to speak in front of the formation and order Lian Zining to commit suicide. I will see if Lian Zining wants to be a loyal minister or a rebel who does not obey the king's order!"

"You kid, you are so vicious." He laughed, and patted Amin on the shoulder: "But I like it!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Then, Amin sent an order, abandoning all the wounded soldiers and horses, and advancing at full speed, without any hesitation.

Cruel, cold and hard.
To be continued...