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Chapter 653: Destroying the withering and decaying


Tan Tai led a guard of hundreds of people and joined Bagala in the counterattack, but Bagala in the front row collapsed without causing heavy casualties to the opponent.

For a moment, Tan Tai suddenly discovered that he and his guards were already at the forefront of the resistance against these iron men, and all the hundreds of Bagalas in front were lost.

Tan Tai was now more than thirty steps away from the shining silver man and horse.

He ordered his guards to fight back, and he picked up his riding bow, loaded it with heavy arrows, and shot ten arrows in one go.

Tan Tai's position today was achieved through his own efforts, and he is definitely not a shadowy person.

This is also the reason why the Qing army is so powerful.

These armored soldiers and generals are all fought out of brutal battle formations, and the generals are the best among them.

Of course, there are some descendants of the Aisin Gioro family who have important responsibilities, but the vast majority of promotions are due to military merit.

To put it bluntly, as long as the middle and lower-level armored soldiers are good at fighting and dare to fight, they will be able to succeed.

Therefore, the Qing army is at the peak of its combat strength at this time.

The strongest time.

Tan Tai was promoted in this way.

He was proficient in bow and horse and used a spear very well.

He was a famous general.

Because of this, he did not dare to retreat even when he looked at the iron man in front of him with hair in his heart.

Behind him, Prince Heshuoyu Duduo was holding the line.

If he was defeated and fled, the violent Duduo would definitely cut off his head, so he would never Dare to retreat.

Tan Tai hoped to stop the enemy's rapid advance and leave enough time for the troops in the rear to retreat.

Yes, but when it came to these iron men who were slashing and killing, Tan Tai no longer had any hope of victory.

Preserving some elite soldiers of the Eight Banners means victory.

Tan Tai watched as his heavy arrows hit several iron men, but these iron men continued to wield their swords and guns to kill the armored soldiers, as if the arrows were shot at others and had nothing to do with them.

Tan Tai saw with his own eyes a shining iron man with three arrows hanging on his body, but he still shouted for a fight, stabbing and killing two armored soldiers one after another.

A dozen guards in front were instantly swallowed up by these iron men.

An iron man riding on a giant beast rushed towards Tan Tai.

A guard hurriedly stepped forward to block him from one side.

The iron man used a huge iron shield to block the guard's attack.

The spear, and then the spear in his hand pierced the chest of the guard like lightning.

The guard screamed and pulled the spear and fell off the horse.

The iron man threw away his spear and then drew out a wide, shining silver cross sword from one side.

He sat down on his tall iron horse and charged towards Tan Tai's mount like a giant beast with full armor.

Tan Tai had no distracting thoughts at this time.

As a veteran on the battlefield, he knew that panicking at this time would only benefit his opponent.

He rushed towards his opponent with a steady spear with both arms.

He wanted to use his 20 years of experience in marksmanship to kill his opponent and protect him.

Own.

With a muffled sound, Tan Tai's tiger spear hit the opponent's broad shield.

The tiger spear that exerted all Tan Tai's strength made the opponent stagger, and the opponent's huge cross sword did not hit Tan Tai, but the giant cross sword did not hit Tan Tai.

The downward movement of the sword almost cut off the neck of Tan Tai's horse, and the horse immediately fell to the ground.

Tan Tai fell to the ground covered in iron armor.

Before he could recover, a huge horse hoof as big as a bowl fell from the sky, placing the heavy weight of the Andalusian war horse, knight and armor on Tan Tai.

Tan Tai roared and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

His sternum was completely shattered.

Tan Tai lost all his strength and collapsed on the ground, lingering for breath.

Then one after another iron horses trampled over him, and Tan Tai was trampled until he was almost out of shape.

In another time and space, the so-called General Zhengnan of the Qing Dynasty and Minister of Rites were trampled alive to death.

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Seeing the enemies who were slashing and killing them like gods descending from the earth, Bayan'a's liver and gallbladder were split.

He clapped his horse and ran towards Narbu.

"Master, please go back quickly.

I will resist for a while."

Bayan'a knew in his heart that Narbu was the foundation of his family, but he was at fault.

As long as Narbu could turn around, the Qing family would be stable.

"Bayan, we can either win or die here.

Prince Heshuoyu is supervising the formation behind us."

Narbu put on his helmet, picked up the long-handled saber in his hand, raised his arms and shouted to Bu Qu, "Either die in battle, or confiscate the family and exterminate the clan.

The sons and gentlemen will follow the master's orders and kill them."

All the tribes did not back down, because Narbu made it very clear that he would either die in battle, or he would be killed after escaping, and his family would be implicated.

Everyone can bear this debt.

These hundreds of armored soldiers rushed forward to meet the galloping iron man.

These were the only remaining subordinates of Jiale Ezhennarbu.

Bayan'a didn't care about his subordinates at this time.

He followed Narbu like a guard in his early years.

Protecting Narbu was to protect his family.

However, these hundreds of armored soldiers were like fighting with these iron men like a beetle arm blocking a chariot, because these iron men and horses were heavily armored, and ordinary arrows and weapons could only cause them some minor injuries, but could not stop them from rushing into the formation at all.

Bayan'a looked at the shining iron men who were slashing several armored soldiers one after another and charging toward them.

He waited with his gun leveled.

When two horses of the same enemy crossed each other, Bayan'a did not attack the enemy with his gun.

Bayan'a used He used all his strength to stab Iron Man's mount with his spear.

The opponents were not too surprised.

In fact, after the initial confrontation, some Jiannu armor soldiers had already used this hand to attack them.

But as soon as he came up, he resolutely gave up attacking people and attacked the war horses with all his strength.

This was the first one.

The iron fist armor soldier stretched out the iron shield of his left hand, and with a clang, the iron shield and the tiger spear swung away.

The soldier of the Polu Army swung his long sword and slashed at Bayan'a.

Bayan'a's iron bridge narrowly escaped his opponent's slashing.

The two horses were intertwined.

Bayan'a had just stood up in a cold sweat when a spear was thrust towards him.

Bayan'a could only block it with his tiger spear.

With a muffled sound, the two spears collided and flew away.

The iron shield suddenly struck, and Bayan'a never thought that the iron shield could attack the enemy like this.

His spear had not been retracted yet, so he could only move sideways to avoid it.

Unfortunately, the iron shield had grown a bit, and one of his corners struck hard.

Hit Bayan'a on the shoulder.

Bayan'a screamed and rolled under the horse, and was trampled to death by the enemy's horse.

The murderer of Zhang Keda was trampled into mud by the horse's hooves.

Seeing the death of his direct subordinate Bayan'a, Narbu didn't frown.

He was going to die here too.

Narbu shouted something to several subordinates.

When the two sides approached within ten steps, several subordinates threw several spears at the leading iron man and iron horse.

The iron man deflected the two spears that were stabbing him, but he couldn't take care of the two iron spears that flew towards his mount.

Although the iron armor on the Andalusian war horse withstood most of the damage from flying guns, the heavy iron spear still penetrated the armor and made the horse jump in pain, throwing the iron man off the horse, and then the slave armor soldiers The war horses knocked him down and trampled him.

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But that's all, there is only one iron gun for each person, and the Polu army's iron cavalry that appears one after another will not have iron guns to serve them.

The armored soldiers in front of Narbu were cut down and knocked down one by one, and several iron men and horses rushed over.

Narbu was almost alone against the enemy at this time, wielding a long-handled saber in his hand to chop the opponent's horse's head.

The opponent bent forward with his iron shield and blocked the saber.

Daily drills take into account that the opponent has no way to deal with these iron men and horses, and may attack the horses first.

Therefore, these iron fist soldiers of the Polu Army attach great importance to this point.

They always monitor the opponent's attempts to keep the war horse to save themselves.

After all, losing the war horse is extremely terrifying for them iron men.

The cavalry covered in iron armor cannot escape from the battle formation. , can only become a lamb.

Narbu followed the force of the saber's resurgence, and the saber returned to slash at the Polu soldiers.

Unfortunately, a Polu soldier who rushed up from behind slashed at Narbu's neck, and Narbu had no choice but to return the sword.

Block.

When the two horses were crossing each other, the iron man took advantage of Narbu's clone and gave him a fatal blow.

The broad and heavy cross sword broke through Narbu's armor, chopped his shoulder bones into pieces, and blood spurted out.

Narbu staggered and struggled to sit on the horse until an iron fist soldier passed by and cut off his head with a sword.

Narbu finally breathed his last breath.

The one who captured more than ten generals of the Ming Dynasty at the Daling River, and the one who hunted Zhang Keda in Gu'an, Jiale'e, was really killed by the Ming Dynasty.

It is true that it is not that the time has not come, but as long as the time has come, the karma will not be satisfied.

Duduo ran forward regardless of the dissuasion of hundreds of geshhars around him.

He must see what was wrong in the front, why the formation of the armored soldiers began to scatter, and sporadic defeated soldiers escaped.

This has not happened for many years. , what exactly is ahead.

When Duduo ran forward for half a mile and saw the fighting battlefield with his own eyes, his eyes almost popped out.

What he saw in front of him overturned all his previous battlefield marks.

This was impossible.

But less than a mile ahead, countless tall iron men and horses, shining with silver light, rushed towards the Jiannu army formation with unparalleled power, as if they were gods descending from the earth.

They knocked down, knocked down and trampled all the Jiannu soldiers and horses they encountered.

The Jiannujia soldiers had no choice but to fight to the death with these iron jars, because the two wings had been blocked by the Polu Army cavalry.

They could not break through the Polu Army's obstruction in a hurry.

Only the middle passage remained.

The problem was that these iron jars were in this wide area.

The passage of more than a mile was slashed and killed from east to west.

This was a bloody alley of death, with no other escape routes at all.

It can be said that at this time, there were only ten thousand Jiannu armored soldiers left, most of them had been killed or injured, and this battle was already a losing situation.

"Your Majesty, retreat first, I will stop the enemy's pursuit here."

Ye Chen, the real man with a red flag on his forehead, ran back in embarrassment and shouted loudly.

"I will live and die together with my subordinates, and we will never survive."

Duduo coldly drew out his saber and shouted.

Everyone around looked at each other.

This man is too stubborn.

Even Azig and Dorgon sometimes have trouble with him.

What's more, they are slaves who just stay here and wait to die.

The iron pots in front are harvesting like crazy.

The lives of the Jurchens, how can the prince stay here?

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