"kill!"
A uniform response sounded from behind Cao Bianjiao, and then went straight to the Jiannu team.
Before Dorgon could react, he felt the earth shaking.
When he turned his head, he saw that the Ming cavalry chasing behind him was completely different from the previous pursuit.
If it was an elite just now, now it is a torrent of steel full of destruction.
"Brothers, at this moment, there is no way out. The only choice is to kill. Kill one to get enough. Kill two to make a profit. Follow Ben Beile and charge!"
Although Dorgon was frightened, he still had some energy and rushed towards Cao Bianjiao with his bodyguards.
The collision of cavalry depends not only on the control of the war horse, but also on the cavalry's own attack skills.
The comparison is whether one's own sword is faster than the other's, whether it is more accurate than the other's, and whether it is more ruthless than the other's!
Jiannu thought he was a nation on horseback, but unfortunately he met Chongzhen, an emperor who was willing to spend money, and a commander who was afraid of him even if he was ruthless. His combat power was not that strong.
The two armies were charging, but there was a big difference. Jiannu was charging while shouting to cheer himself up and making babbles and hoots.
The warrior camp is extremely quiet, with fierce killing intent in its eyes. It belongs to the master who is ruthless and doesn't talk much.
The two armies collided, swords flashed, sparks burst, cavalry fell, blood bloomed,
Although Cao Bianjiao didn't know Dorgon, he also knew that this man was the top commander of the team, so he went up to him with a spear.
There are three basic marksmanship techniques that go back and forth: sweeping the army (sweeping, smashing), Taishan overwhelming (pressing, splitting), and Qinglong coming out of the water (stabbing, hitting).
Every time the two of them fought, Dorgon felt numbness in his arms and pain in the tiger's mouth.
In just a few rounds, Cao Bianjiao swept through thousands of troops with one move and hit his chest.
There was just a bang, and Dorgon was thrown away. Before he even hit the ground, a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
"Belle!"
"Dorgon Beile!"
"Flag Master!"
…
Several exclamations were heard, and Dorgon, who had just landed, cursed angrily.
What a bunch of pigs. If you shout these names, you will be dead.
He immediately pulled out the dagger and killed himself to avoid being humiliated.
Cao Bianjiao's eyes lit up, a smile hung on his lips, and he caught a big fish.
Since he was a big fish, how could he be killed so easily? The spear hit him again, and the arm holding the dagger broke with a bang!
Dorgon was also a man. He just grunted and tried to stand up, but unfortunately, the long knife of Cao Bianjiao's personal guard was held to his neck.
Dorgon was captured, which once again weakened the will of the remaining Jiannu cavalry.
In just a quarter of an hour, there was no longer a Jiannu cavalry standing on the entire battlefield.
"Except for the generals, the ordinary sergeants will directly finish the attack, clean the battlefield, and burn all the corpses of the slaves!"
Looking at the battlefield, Cao Bianjiao gave the order.
At the same time, two miles away from Longjing Pass, a team of thousands of people marching in a hurry stopped at the signal of the leader in the front row.
"Qian Chuan, what's going on?"
Qian Chuan sniffed hard and said solemnly: "What a strong smell of blood!"
"Ahead is Longjing Pass. Based on the distance and blood concentration, at least thousands of people are dead ahead!"
"Oops, are you late?"
The leading general's expression changed, he patted Qian Chuan, and immediately said: "Lead the way to the place that smells of blood!"
"Go forward at full speed. If you encounter Jiannu, shoot to death!"
After saying that, they took the lead and started running. Less than half an hour after they ran, a sharp sound suddenly sounded from directly in front.
The warrior camp who was cleaning the battlefield immediately returned to their horses, got on their horses, and looked into the distance with concentration and vigilance.
In just a moment, the white soldiers emerged from the mountain path and appeared on the official road.
"White soldier?"
Looking at the armor styles and white pole spears of the army that appeared, Cao Bianjiao frowned.
The white pole soldiers are so eloquent in Da'an, why do they appear here?
"I am Qin Gongming, the deputy general of the White Guards. I would like to ask Commander Cao to come out and answer me!"
The warrior camp and the white pole soldiers often perform martial arts, so naturally they are very familiar with Qin Gongming and others, and you can tell it is him by the sound of his voice.
He immediately rode his horse to the front of the white pole army. Looking at Qin Gongming who was covered in sweat, he wondered: "General Qin, why are you here?"
Qin Gongming quickly told the whole story, and Cao Bianjiao smiled and said: "Zhongzhen Hou Dayi, it's not that we don't have reinforcements, it's just that the 30,000 people in the Beijing camp were delayed and may arrive late!"
"These bastards should be taken out and chopped up. What a bunch of idiots!"
Qin Gongming also cursed angrily, and said quickly: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's too late, who are you fighting with? What are the casualties?"
"Well, the five thousand elites led by Dorgon are trying to join up with the Jian Nu in Longjing Pass and open up the retreat path for the Jian Nu army.
As a result, we were annihilated. Our casualties have not yet been calculated, but they may be between two and three hundred! "
"hiss……"
Qin Gongming took a breath, annihilating all of them and injuring three or four hundred of his own people. What a terrible achievement!
As the warrior camp behind Cao Bianjiao moved out of the way, the tragic scene on the official road appeared in front of the white pole soldiers.
The entire official road, which was two to three miles long, was filled with corpses bleeding profusely and in pain, as well as wounded soldiers with faint moans.
Especially at the mountain pass near the Oikawa Stone Bridge, the images are even more horrific. Even the intact bodies are considered good.
There were corpses with missing arms and legs everywhere, and in some places there was even muddy flesh. One can imagine the power of the war horses trampling them.
The blood from thousands of corpses soaked the earth, and finally gathered together, flowed towards the Oichuan Stone Bridge, and finally flowed into the Luanhe River.
"Good boy... what a bunch of cruel people!"
Qin Gongming and others took a breath of cold air again, and then arranged for people to quickly join in the work of cleaning up the battlefield.
On the other side, Cao Bianjiao, Qin Gongming and several thousand households gathered around, staring coldly at the more than ten half-dead Jia La E Zhen, Me Le E Zhen and Dorgon who were the slaves on the ground.
Qin Gongming looked at Dorgon and said with a joking smile: "What a big fish!"
"Do you want to take the initiative yourself, or do you want us to do it?"
The faces of Jiannu and others all had unruly expressions on their faces. Cao Bianjiao sneered: "Come here, bury this bastard alive on the spot, and cut this guy into a stick bit by bit..."
After pointing at four or five slave-building Ezhen, the personal guards immediately stepped forward and began to execute them in front of all the slave-building people.
Especially the one who wanted to cut a human stick, he took off all his clothes, a cold light flashed, and a small piece of his finger fell off. Jiannu was not strong-willed, and just snorted.
But after a few breaths, the Jiannu couldn't bear it anymore and screamed: "Stop, I said... I said... you should ask... ah..."
