"Sir, I can't hold on any longer, the Yongzi camp has collapsed!"
Guo Yi cried and said this to Shi Dayong, and at this time, Shi Dayong had fallen into deep self-blame and confusion.
If the Yongzi camp had not all abandoned their muskets, how could the Tatar cavalry fire arrows so brazenly!
No matter how useless the blunderbuss is, it can still interfere with the sluggish Tatar cavalry. How can they make them draw their bows and arrows like human beings?[
The wounded soldiers who fell to the ground after being hit by arrows and the young civilians who were crying and howling almost broke Shi Dayong's courage and will.
Where has the arrogance gone?
Where is the kind of Shi Dayong who regards everything as invisible and the enemy as if he were a cricket?
How could the war end like this!
I prepared everything, long wood, cotton armor, playing cards, and even crazy blood, but why did this battle still end like this!
Damn it, how could this happen!
"Sir, let's withdraw too! Wu Ziying can no longer hold it any longer!"
Guo Yi, who was eager to protect his master, saw more and more Manchu soldiers rushing into the Wuzi Camp. Their attacks regardless of casualties had begun to reverse the advantage that Changmu had brought to the Songshan Army. With the collapse of the Yongzi Camp and the heavy civilians,
, everyone knows that if this battle is lost, the rest is just a matter of time.
Where there is life, there is hope.
As the captain of the soldiers, Guo Yi consciously took up his mission. He wanted to protect Shi Dayong from leaving here, and he would never let the tragedy of his brother Shi Dazhi happen to his younger brother Shi Dayong again.
"Come here, come here, protect me, protect me!"
Guo Yi waved his sword and shouted. As he shouted, the remaining eight soldiers rushed towards this side among the panicked crowd. While waving their swords to block the arrows falling from the sky, they looked warily at the people who were fighting with him.
The Tatars who fought tooth and nail with the red flag in Wu Ziying.
There were also more than a dozen remnants of the Yongzi Battalion who came over from all around, perhaps seeing that there were many people here and they would be safe.
The Tatar cavalry on the left wing may have felt that the overall situation was settled and it was not worth wasting energy on the remnants of them, so they headed towards the back of the formation. At this time, the pressure on the left wing suddenly eased. Guo Er, the commander of Team B of Wuziying, saw Ma Zhongna of Team A.
Bian couldn't stand it any longer and hurriedly ordered Team B to move closer to Team A.
The Mongolian soldiers with the red flag continued to attack Team A's defense line with their lives, forcing Team A to shrink several feet. Team B's timely participation gave Team A a chance to breathe.
There were no less than a hundred corpses in front of the formation, which to a certain extent also delayed the frontal Jiannu cavalry offensive. Although the addition of Team B gave Team A a chance to breathe, the hearts of Battalion Commander Huang An and Ba Commander Ma Zhong became increasingly heavy.
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At this moment, they had noticed the chaos behind them, and in the panic, they didn't know where the guard was.
They don't have the energy to take care of the future. At this time, they can only seek blessings for themselves, and no one can control anyone else.[
Now, their biggest hope is that Zu Dashou in Dalinghe City can send troops to rescue them, but as time goes by, this hope becomes very slim.
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"You two protectors, you guys will follow me to find the horse, hurry, hurry!"
Although Guo Yi was young, he was calm and not panicked. Wherever he looked, a carriage overturned on the ground, and he was about to fetch the horse to help Shi Dayong leave.
"I don't want your protection!"
Shi Dayong suddenly woke up. It didn't matter how the battle ended. What mattered was whether he wanted to be a deserter or die in a grand manner.
My brother Shi Dazhi could die in a bloody battle, so why couldn't I?
As the saying goes, kill one to earn money, kill a pair to earn one.
The biggest characteristic of a gambler is that he dares to put all his money on the line, dare to give it a try, and dare to risk everything!
Shi Dayong rose up. He stopped Guo Yi and ordered him loudly: "Take your people and follow me to kill the Tatars!"
Guo Yi didn't hesitate and blurted out: "Yes, sir!" He turned around and ran towards Wu Ziying. Seeing this, the soldiers did not retreat and rushed towards Shi Dayong who was still desperately resisting Jian.
Team A of Wuziying attacked with a red flag.
The garrison master was the backbone, and the dozen or so remnant soldiers from the Yongzi Battalion did not hesitate and followed closely.
More than 20 people ran all the way, immediately attracting the scattered remnants of the Yongzi camp who were fleeing and avoiding arrows. When Shi Dayong braved the danger of the Tatar arrows and rushed to Team A, there were actually some who followed him.
Sixty or seventy soldiers.
"My lord, my lord is there!"
Shao Wu, the commander-in-chief of Yongziying, and Wang Zhengqi, Zhao Kegang, and Lu Jiang also gathered dozens of people. They were originally going to prepare to break out. When they saw that Shi Dayong was not dead and was rushing towards Wuziying, they were too busy.
Gather here.
With the addition of nearly a hundred fresh troops, the frontal defense line suddenly became much stronger.
Gulbusch saw that his tribe was about to break through the Ming army's defense line, but was repulsed by the sudden increase of the Ming army. He was also furious. At this point in the battle, he no longer had any idea of conserving his strength. It was just a matter of who would win.
The long logs of Team A have been broken in half, and the number of 300 men has been reduced to less than 200. The Yongzi Battalion was badly hit by Tatar bows and arrows. There are only more than 100 soldiers who can fight. The total number of troops still persisting in resistance is only more than one battalion.
After a few clicks, the Tatar cavalry still numbered in the hundreds.
The transport battalion and civilian laborers had all fled, and Shi Dayong's only hope was Jiang Wanli's cavalry battalion.
No need to wait any longer, now is the best time to dispatch the cavalry battalion. Shi Dayong really needs the cavalry battalion's attack to reduce the pressure on Wu Ziying.
But in the chaos just now, the soldier responsible for waving the flag had been killed, and there were corpses and wounded soldiers everywhere. It was not possible to find the flag and order the cavalry battalion to attack.
The cavalry battalion was placed at the very back, separated by more than a mile. There were shouts of killing everywhere. There were no order flags, and the cavalry battalion could not see the order to attack at all.[
In a hurry, Shi Dayong dragged Guo Yi over and ordered him to pass through the rain of Tatar arrows to deliver the order to the cavalry camp. At this time, he suddenly heard the words "attack, attack" and "kill slaves, kill slaves" erupted from behind the formation.
The shouting was followed immediately by the sound of hoofbeats. Looking up, in the distance, the "Songshan" flag was fluttering in the wind. Under the flag were three hundred roaring cavalry. The one charging at the front was Jiang Wanli!
"Brothers, the cavalry brothers are here to save us, the cavalry brothers are here to save us, hold on, hold on, victory will definitely belong to us!"
Shi Dayong was busy cheering up his men. After the ear-splitting sound of cannons, the soldiers of the Second Battalion of Wuyong had joy on their faces, and they were even more energetic. The long sharp wood was forced against a Tatar horse.
Another war horse.
Shi Dayong wished he could keep staring at the cavalry camp, but the Jiannu with a red flag on the opposite side rushed up again. At the critical moment, he could not be distracted, so he set an example and led his soldiers to shuttle in front of the formation. When he saw the fallen Jiannu, he
When you see a charging horse, chop its legs.
I vaguely heard Jian Nu blowing the trumpet. After the trumpet sounded, the Tatars with yellow flags on the right suddenly stopped shooting arrows.
Without thinking too much, Shi Dayong knew that the time for the decisive battle had come. He cut off a horse's leg with a knife and let Jian Nu fall in front of him. He casually struck the knife without even looking. He raised his arms and shouted: "Songshan
The army will fight to the end for the Ming Dynasty, for the Emperor, and for our wives, children, and children!"
"Fight to the end for the Ming Dynasty, for the Emperor, and for our wives, children, and children!"