Ming Taizi's Total War

Chapter 134

"Go to hell! You bitch." Seeing Echina guarding in front of Tong Mengchun, Rogge struck down with another ax without saying a word.

Echina couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to retreat again and again.

Rogge's big ax was so deadly when he swung it, Ezina felt that with just one axe, he would become two pieces.

Fortunately, the speed of the big ax is very slow, compared to the sword, so Echina can still dodge.

And among the gangsters in front of him, only Rogge used this kind of big axe, otherwise Echina would have to run for his life.

Echina looked at Rogge's ax and was frightened. In fact, Rogge was more frightened than him. He knew very well where his physical strength was at its limit, and he knew that such a weapon was not something he could use for a long time.

It's just that Rogge's physical strength has been consumed by the few swings just now. If he doesn't spare his physical strength, he can only stand there and be slaughtered.

"You trash, why don't you hesitate, fuck me soon, or I'll kill you immediately." Tong Mengchun felt displeased when he saw Echina cowering and cowering, without a bit of the bravery of the Eight Banners.

"Yes, Erzhen." Echina had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up. Fortunately, Rogge threw down the ax in order to save his strength, so that Echina could go up and fight Rogge.

While Rogge and Ezina were fighting, Fugui also found an opponent to fight with.

Because of Rogge's ambush, there is no army formation, and everyone's battles are based on self-consciousness, and they will fight with that opponent if they want to choose.

And because the Eight Banners soldiers have not yet changed from marching formation to battle formation, that is, they have set up an army formation, and the road is not too wide, there are mounts beside them, and there is not enough space, so they did not set up a tight formation.

The two sides just fought chaotically here like stragglers.

On the small road, blood and steel collided together, and the last rays of the setting sun sprinkled on the faces of each of them.

It's a pity that no one has time to enjoy this beautiful scenery. Everyone is fighting for their own goals.

"Come up quickly, get rid of these Central Plains people, and we can go back to Huaiqing to see the prince." Tong Mengchun rushed to the soldiers who stood behind and had not arrived at the front line of the battle for a long time.

Rogge and the others had been preparing for a long time, and the sudden attack was very fierce, and a few dozen people including Rogge and Fugui also had armor, which was similar in quality to Tong Mengchun's personal soldiers.

Coupled with the experienced veterans around Rogge, the battle on the road has been stalemate, which made Tong Mengchun very angry.

As the Eight Banners Army that spanned thousands of miles from north to south, across thousands of miles from east to west, conquered snow mountains and grasslands, and surrendered North Korea and Mongolia, Tong Mengchun was so angry that he almost stomped his feet when he was blocked by a group of small bandits.

"Eh, the ravine is too steep, and the horses can't get down." Several Eight Banners Xiaoqi who were close to each other said to Tong Mengchun.

"Then dismount and fight." Tong Mengchun felt that his subordinates were really strong-bodied and simple-minded.

Although their fighting power is very strong, riding on horseback is as comfortable as walking, and they can even shoot where they want with a bow and arrow within ten steps.

But the biggest shortcoming is that the brain is not good enough, which is far worse than the Hanjun flag that Tong Mengchun has seen.

Upon hearing Tong Mengchun's order, hundreds of Eight Banners knights quickly got off their horses and walked to the ravine. Some people walked from the ravine to Rogge's flank, and some people crossed the trench and came to the farmland on both sides. Prepare to take a long way to Rogge's flank.

Although they are much more elite than the village warriors who came to block the Qing soldiers with Rogge, their numbers are fewer. Hundreds of village warriors surround Rogge's left, right and rear, like tightly wrapping a small kangaroo Like the mother kangaroo, they cannot pose a direct threat to Roger and the others.

A Qing soldier is trying to climb from the ravine to the road. As long as he climbs up, he can display his martial arts on the flat ground.

It's a pity that before he climbed up, someone was already waiting for him to poke his head and give him a fatal blow.

"Go down!" A Xiangyong saw a Qing soldier trying to climb up, so he hit him on the head with a hoe.

If an ordinary person suffers this blow, even if it is copper skin and iron bones, his brains will burst on the spot, and he will take it home to eat. However, the Qing soldiers have gun helmets, which are better, and it will not be as miserable as a brain split, but they can be taken home to eat. Xi's end was inevitable.

After receiving the hoe, he fell to the ground and lay motionless on the soil slope. The comrades behind him stopped and stopped moving forward.

Going from the gully to the official road is an upward attack, which is too disadvantageous for them, just like when attacking the city. The Eight Banners soldiers are not afraid of the bravery of the country, but really feel that it is not worth dying at the hands of these farmers. It's better to let the wild boar die in the black water of Baishan.

"Shoot them to death with bows and arrows!" It wasn't just the clever Eight Banners soldier who saw that none of these people had shields, so he proposed to shoot them with bows and arrows.

Upon hearing this suggestion, most of the Eight Banners soldiers came to their senses, took out their short bows from their backs, opened their quivers and bent their bows to nock arrows.

The short bows they hold are cavalry bows designed for cavalry. Although the length and volume are much smaller than the infantry bows, they can achieve the same lethality as the infantry bows when shooting at close range and using heavy arrows. force.

Even if the chain mail that can avoid arrows is hit from the front, it will be easily torn apart like a sharp knife cutting through a book.

The Eight Banners soldiers standing outside the trenches bent their bows and set their arrows one by one. Because there was no commander to direct them, they shot on their own, one arrow after another, almost without stopping, as natural as breathing.

After all, they are fishermen and hunters, and archery is their instinct, engraved into their genes like breathing.

After a while, most of the country warriors standing on the official road were killed or injured, because they had neither armor nor shields on them. Facing regular troops like the Eight Banners soldiers, they were almost massacred one-sidedly.

Seeing the partner in front of him, who was alive and kicking just now, fell to the ground with an arrow the next second, lying in a pool of blood, like a carp on a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered, Xiang Yong couldn't bear it soon Living.

In the beginning, one or two ran away, and then everyone rushed to escape, and they didn't want to be the companion who was lying on the ground just now.

But the more this is the case, the greater their casualties. The Eight Banners soldiers standing on both sides looked at these panicked villagers and felt like they were raising cattle and sheep in Liaodong. running wildly.

"Haha, these two-legged sheep are exactly the same as my family's sheep." An Eight Banners soldier pointed at Xiangyong who was running wildly in front of him and laughed.

(End of this chapter)