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Chapter 1335 Death of Abate
Seeing that "Stars in the sky" Zhang Dashou only scattered the cavalry under his command like stars in the sky, separating and reuniting, erratic, he immediately put Abatai in a dilemma.

"What a thief, compete with me in horsepower, right? Ben Baylor wants to see how many war horses you have to build!" Abatai sneered, and couldn't help but get angry.

He only ordered the cavalry under his command to deal with Zhang Dashou's troops, and no longer prepared to charge the rebel infantry.

It turns out that this method of riding and fighting depends on horsepower most. If the horsepower is strong, it will be strong, and if the horsepower is weak, it will be weak.

Zhang Dashou's cavalry had already fought against Wanyan Yechen's troops last night, their horsepower was damaged, and because the rebel army had few horses and had not been replaced, they could not last long.

That Abatai was a veteran general, with many horses in Liaodong, and one more cavalry with two horses or even three horses under his command, so he was confident that he would gain the upper hand in the battle.

However, the winner of this battle between the two sides does not lie in this, but in the competition for fighters.

If the rebel army can form a defensive formation in time during the short period of time when the two sides are fighting, then Abatai will naturally have no chance to take advantage of it.

If Zhang Dashou's troops run out of horsepower and the rebel army has not had time to adjust their formation in the future, the consequences will naturally be unimaginable.

Not to mention how Abatai and Zhang Dashou were entangled with each other, but General Zhaode Zhang Fengyi led the military order and rushed to the formation as soon as possible.

Today's Zhang Fengyi is really "an old tree grows new branches, and a dead tree is in spring again". Her family and business are both blooming, and her life has been full of energy recently.

Just now Zhang Shun entrusted her to lead the white-armed soldiers to defend against the Jin Jingqi, Zhang Fengyi was not afraid of resentment.

It turns out that she knows that she is older than other women, "old and decrepit", and it is difficult to compete with her for favor. The only ones she relies on are more than ten thousand white soldiers, so she can't help but be careless.

Now that the situation is critical, Zhang Shunneng is the first to think of himself, which somewhat shows that his status is extraordinary.

If he can make another achievement in battle today, even if he gets old and falls out of favor in the future, he will be able to rely on him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fengyi looked at the white-armed soldiers in the formation, and couldn't help shouting sharply: "Jiu Jiu, white-armed soldiers, do you still remember the blood feud in Hunhe in the past?"

Most of Zhang Fengyi's white-armed soldiers were from Sichuan soldiers, Shizhu, and Youyang chieftain. In the battle of Hunhe, three thousand white-armed soldiers died in a bloody battle. Dai Xiao.

Most of the people who died in the battle were uncles and brothers of the white soldiers under Zhang Fengyi's command now.

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and they couldn't help but loudly responded: "Don't dare to forget for a moment!"

"Liaodong is bitter, Liaodong is cold, just because the old slaves rebelled against the border!" Zhang Fengyi heard the words and saw that the morale was good, she couldn't help singing mournfully, "The children of Shuzhong are five thousand miles away from home, and Jianlu surrounded me by the Shichong Hun River."

"Russia's battle drums resumed their drums, and the captives' cavalry stepped into their camps again."

"Manchuria's dead soldiers are like iron towers, and Manchuria's war horses are made of iron. They are made of iron, and they are merciless. Mountains and seas are like boiling seas, and the earth collapses and the mountains are ripped apart."

"The situation in the world is changing, but I am the only soldier in white."

"Soldiers with white poles, soldiers with rocks and rocks, shouting from mountains and seas, unwavering in ambition, spreading blood to Liaodong."

"Three thousand children are all dead, living up to Erlang's loyalty and righteousness."

Zhang Fengyi finished singing, but saw that the white soldiers under his command were already excited, wishing to kill the enemy and avenge their revenge.

Then she shouted loudly: "In the past, the white soldiers shed blood on the battlefield without losing their loyalty; today, the white soldiers meet the old enemy again, how can we ignore it and let the enemy go away?"

"Revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge!" As soon as Zhang Fengyi finished speaking, all the white soldiers couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Okay, listen to the general's order. With my white soldiers in front, I swear not to let Jianlu take a step forward." Seeing that the morale was available, she calmly ordered.

"The first division, the second division, and the third division line up on the right wing to protect the formation. The fourth division and fifth division are surprise soldiers, and they will attack at any time with me."

"The commander-in-chief, Luo Shangwen, led another five divisions to line up behind the formation. If the Jian captives came, they would occupy them. If the Jian captives didn't come, they would follow orders. Those who disobeyed the orders, don't blame the general for not being merciful!"

"Decree!" All the white soldiers responded with momentum like a rainbow, and then they marched to their respective positions in an orderly manner.

And Zhang Fengyi also came to the right wing of the rebel army with [-] white soldiers under his command, and stood ready to prevent the cavalry of Abatai from rushing into the formation.

However, Zhang Fengyi deployed the white soldiers very quickly, and Xu Quan's speed of deploying the gunmen was not much slower.

I saw the white-armed soldiers forming formation on the right flank of the rebel army, Xu Quanzao led two thousand musketeers into three columns, one after another, and quickly lined up on the right side of the white-armed soldiers.

"Look forward, turn right!" I saw Xu Quan yelling a familiar chant, and the gunners under his command quickly lined up in the queue, and then turned right in unison, a three-row formation It was done.

And when Feng Yi and Xu Quan lined up in an orderly manner, Li Shi'an, the chief soldier of the artillery battalion, was also beating his mount desperately, dragging heavy field artillery and golden cannons to the front of the formation.

"Flying Iron Cannon" showed its superiority in deployment at critical moments.

If you were the gunners of the Ming and Jin states, those Hongyi cannons of the same caliber would take a day and a half to deploy, so it is generally difficult to use them in night battles.

"Zhiniang thief, how did the 'Shun thief' form the formation so quickly?" Abatecai and Zhang Dashou's cavalry entangled for more than ten rounds, seeing the rebels' mounts panting, and seeing victory was in sight.

Unexpectedly, in this short period of time, the rebel army had already deployed white soldiers and gunners on the threatened right flank.

If we delay for a moment, I am afraid that the "Red Barbarian Cannon" of the rebel army will also be deployed in front of the formation.

"No, we can't go on like this!" Abata, who had been through battles for a long time, suddenly felt that the situation was not good.

"Master Baylor, what should we do?" Bao Yi beside him was also frightened when he saw this, so he couldn't help asking.

"Although the infantry is fast, how can they outrun my four-legged cavalry?" Abatai couldn't help but sneered and said, "Listen to my orders, and the whole battalion will change horses in turn, then get rid of the rogue cavalry, follow me around the right flank, and go straight Run behind!"

The Art of War says: Do not attack the majestic formation without inviting the flag of integrity!
I spare Baylor Abatai and I'm not a fool, why should I forcefully rush over if you are in the front line?
If you prepare for the front, you will be widowed, and if you prepare for the back, you will be widowed.

If you prepare the left, you will be widowed on the right, and if you prepare the right, you will be widowed on the left.

If you are omnipotent, you will be omnipotent.

I am a cavalryman, and I have the right to choose to attack and not to attack, and to choose to attack here or there.

How can I let you, a junior like you, lead you by the nose?
"Abate is indeed a veteran!" Just as Abate adjusted his strategy and prepared to make a detour to attack the rebel army, Zhang Shun had already seen clearly from the lookout car.

"It's a pity that he doesn't know there are some choices, but he has to choose!"

"Your Highness, what do you say?" Gao Qiqian asked strangely as he looked at the thinly formed Luo Shangwen Department.

Although Luo Shangwen's men are also white-armed elite soldiers, based on Gao Qiqian's many years of military experience, he judges that they are not enough to withstand the charge of Hou Jin Jingqi.

"Look at that, and that!" Zhang Shun pointed out to Gao Qiqian with a smile, "If you hit more and hit less, you want to bully people!"

Gao Qiqian looked in the direction of Zhang Shun's finger, and saw that Yang Chengzu's cavalry, who were originally on the left wing of the rebel army, had already mobilized and were going around the rear of the rebel army.

However, Li Shi'an's artillery battalion, which was desperately moving closer to the left wing, has now rushed to the front of Luo Shangwen's formation, clearly intending to deploy artillery in the white-armed formation.

"This..." Gao Qiqian originally thought Zhang Shun was so clever in using troops this time, but he didn't expect to be such a "rogue".

"Using the more to bully the less, relying on the strong to bully the weak, is the right way of war!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Shun seemed to have seen Gao Qiqian's mind, and couldn't help explaining.

"The method of using soldiers is to use odds at three to seven times; at five to five times, you must fight for your life; at seven to three times, you only need to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, and the arrangement is watertight. Ten out of ten, nine out of ten, is the ultimate art of war."

"Uh, I would like to be taught!" Gao Qiqian was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly remembered that in the years of the Ming Dynasty's Liaodong battle, he had been defeated repeatedly, and every time he was defeated by Jiankuo, he was lacking someone who was as steady as Zhang Shun. A watertight person?
　I'm really sorry, I thought Abate would be dead in three chapters, but the author didn't expect him to still refuse to die. I'm really sorry, he will definitely die in the next chapter!

　　
　
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