The soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty were fierce and more powerful than those of the chargers. The reason why they were driven through the formation by Tuershan, Niu Yong and others was not because the former was too weak, but because they concentrated on attacking one of them twice in a row. In a certain area, the smaller number of Ming and Mongolian coalition forces were more dominant.

When the coalition soldiers gather together, two or three soldiers of the self-soldiers deal with one Later Jin soldier, they will have an advantage in actual combat. However, once they delay for a long time, when the Later Jin soldiers from all directions are coming, the only advantage will be lost. At that time, the only one waiting for them is destruction.

Fast, fast, fast.

He rushed to Abunai's carriage, and before the Later Jin soldiers surrounded him, he quickly rushed out and escaped. This was the plan that Niu Yong, Toulshan and Zhou Xian had discussed for a long time. At least in the present moment, everything went as expected, very smoothly.

Niu Yong had broken through the front line at this moment and would be together with the back of Mount Tuer. The two joined forces and their morale was greatly boosted, and they were attacking the Arrow Array of the Later Jin. Zhou Xian led his troops to continuously draw bows on the periphery, shooting towards the dense areas of the Later Jin soldiers, trying to delay their gathering speed.

The ferocity of the coalition army was beyond Meng Qiaofang's expectations. He was shocked when the enemy was about to break through the arrow formation. On one hand, he quickly ordered the soldiers of the army to speed up the assembly. On the other hand, he hurried forward with his nearly a hundred personal guards to resist the army. But there was a mess around everywhere. He wanted to move forward, but was blocked by the soldiers of the army. Meng Qiaofang's face was filled with cold sweat. If they were asked to rush to the carriage, they would hurt Sahalian or rob Abnai. How could he bear this responsibility?

Apart from a strong bow in his hand, the soldiers in the Arrow Formation only had a long sword at their waists. Where could they be worthy of the iron cavalry that charges at high speed? It was only a matter of time before they were broken through. Tuershan held a scimitar and moved forward with his personal guards. He alone slashed and killed seven or eight archers, invincible.

Sahalian's three hundred guards were holding spears and surrounded the carriage, completely ignoring the chaos ahead. He stood on the carriage, his face calm, but his heart rolled like waves. Although there were only a thousand enemies, they cooperated so well with each other, not inferior to himself. By this time, he had begun to doubt whether the decision he made was correct?

"Be careful!" several personal guards exclaimed.

Sahalian turned his head and flashed, and an arrow was pressing against his cheek. It was a feather arrow unique to his army. The enemy had already entered the arrow formation, and the archers had already begun to turn around and shoot in the opposite direction they rushed towards. The force was not light, and it actually shot in front of him.

The guard next to him looked frightened and stepped forward and said, "Master Beile, this place is dangerous, you might as well get down!"

Sahalian was not a foolish person. When he heard the counsel of his guard, he nodded slightly and jumped down from the car. He turned his head and whispered to the guard beside him: "You go into the car now. If things are not done at that time, they will rob Abnay and kill him for me."

The face of the guard changed slightly, and he looked up and asked, "Where is the Queen Mother of the Nengang inside!"

Sahalian remembered the charming face of Empress Dowager Benangang, smiled faintly, and pondered for a moment: "As long as that woman is not in trouble, she will spare her life. Otherwise, she will kill her together."

The flags blew with the strong wind, and the dark clouds gathered more and more. This was the prelude of a heavy rain. The air was extremely dull and I wanted to squeeze out the water. The smell of blood was everywhere, and the vast sky was mixed with the blood red on the ground, which was extremely ugly.

Zhou Xian's hands trembled slightly. This archery archery was really not something that ordinary people could do. After firing nearly ten arrows, his arms were sore and he couldn't stop for a while. He put the strong bow in front of the horse, reached into his waist, and silently silenced the pistol inside. He thought to see which one who was blind would get the first shot.

He looked around and found that Niu Yong's Ming soldiers were really good. They were all experienced warriors, with strong strength, and bows and arrows shot into the military formation one by one, connecting screams. They were many times stronger than Zhou Xian, who had not grown up in figure and had a lower strength.

At this moment, a thunder sound suddenly came from behind. Zhou Xian's face changed drastically. When he turned his head to look, he saw more than a thousand cavalrymen flying from afar, including captives and men. At the front, one person held a flag in his hand, and a human head was on the head of the gun. The iron mask on his face was particularly eye-catching. At this moment, he had reached five miles away, and maybe he would arrive in a moment.

The siege is dead. Although I don’t know what happened there, things must have changed.

Sahalian laughed loudly and shouted loudly: "Boys, our reinforcements are here. Stop all the enemies for me, and don't let anyone go."

There was a wave of response around him, and the morale of the Later Jin soldiers suddenly increased, and the other was declining. The Ming Meng soldiers who broke into it suddenly collapsed and could no longer form combat power. The charge stopped. Swords and guns from all sides came out, and the Later Jin soldiers desperately killed the Ming Meng soldiers who rushed in. The situation was extremely critical.

Tuershan looked desperate. He couldn't figure out how his father died like this. He was cowardly and talked to himself, not knowing what he was saying. The guards around him shouted loudly, but he turned a deaf ear to him and completely ignored everything. Niu Yong's heart was broken. Although he tried his best to scold the other soldiers to reunite, he had no idea what to do next. He thought that today's situation would be the worst to die to repay your kindness.

The rumbling sound of horse hooves shook the earth and the small stone particles flipped up and down, giving everyone an inexplicable pressure. Everyone around was pale and looked at Zhou Xian. Niu Yong handed these 300 people into his hands. If he had not been ordered by him, he would probably not be able to escape and die. Although everyone wanted to retreat, he did not dare, so he could only place his hope on Zhou Xian.

Zhou Xian knew their plans, but once this order was issued, all the responsibilities would be borne by himself. This is secondly, the key is that if he retreated at this time, it would be equivalent to giving up Niu Yong and Tuershan, as well as all the soldiers who entered the Later Jin army formation. Moreover, if he retreated at this time, he would definitely need to bypass the Later Jin army in front of him, which would probably not be easy. Even if he could escape at that time, he would probably have few of the three hundred soldiers under his command.
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