The Soldier of the Ming Dynasty

Soon, with the thorough ignition of the stables and straw piles, the flame in the direction of the post station soared into the sky. Under the influence of the wind and snow, the fire continued to spread inside. The whole post station was like a big stove burning in the snow.

The Tartars inside were also unable to sit still. The fire on all sides made them realize that their opponents had already planned, and they also gave up the fire fighting plan. They quickly gathered at the gate and were ready to break through at any time.

At this time, Li Yuanqing had commanded the soldiers under his command to build a snow wall with a height of more than one person outside the gate in an arc, which surrounded the gate of the post station and completely protected the official road behind it.

In this way, even if Tartars want to drive their horses into the official way, it is impossible.

If they want to rush out, they must break through Li Yuanqing's snow wall and human flesh defense line.

More than 150 soldiers have quickly bent down behind the snow wall, staring at the movement in the direction of the gate.

Meanwhile, Xu Heizi and Wang Haibu, on both sides, quickly leaned towards the snow wall, waiting for Tartars to break through.

However, even though the post station was in chaos, the Tartars were not rash. The gate had been opened. Several people rode horses to observe the gate for a while, and then quickly returned to the door.

They obviously found out what was going on outside and didn't dare to rush.

"Tartars on dog days are really patient. Do they want to be roast pigs Shunzi couldn't help but spat.

Around the soldiers, are also extremely nervous.

Although our party has already occupied the absolute initiative, the bad reputation of Tartars in the Liao area is not just a talk.

Even for Li Yuanqing, the heart beat suddenly accelerated a lot.

From Guangning all the way to Zhenjiang, and from Zhenjiang to now, Li Yuanqing has also experienced a lot of battlefield training, but in the real sense, it is the first time to face the real slaves and the real slaves.

At this time, although there were few Tartars, five red armours, three white armours, two leading expeditions and one generation son, I'm afraid that only these eleven people could make it to Li Yuanqing's side of the hundred soldiers.

Not to mention, they still have dozens of Han Army flag soldiers and station guards.

At this time, Xu Heizi and Wang Haibu also rushed over. Seeing that the Tartars were not willing to break through, Xu Heizi was also a little anxious, "Lord, throw them some firewood sticks. I don't believe they can wait to be roasted. "

Li Yuanqing thought for a moment, "you let a few soldiers with strong arms do it and try to keep it hidden. In my estimation, Tartars are not trying to break through the encirclement, but in their armour. "

Xu Heizi also understood what Li Yuanqing meant.

Tartars must wear heavy armour when they fight. Even in this state, they are not rash, and their discipline can be seen more clearly.

However, the matter has come to this point, let alone a few Tartars, even if it is a sea of swords and mountains, the children have no way back.

Xu Haizi immediately summoned more than a dozen strong armed soldiers of the headquarters, ignited some firewood sticks and threw them towards the gate of the post station.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The flames ignited by sticks of firewood can make the soldiers on Li Yuanqing's side clearly see the ferocious faces of Tartars dozens of paces away.

Although they were embarrassed, their expressions were ferocious. Presumably, the first wave of fire attack had already accumulated a lot of resentment.

"Tartar, go to hell." A soldier with a long arm fiercely throws a firewood stick towards the gate of the post station.

At this time, a cold wind suddenly passed in the direction of the gate of the post station. Almost in an instant, a cold light flashed by, "Puff..." With a dull, dull sound, the soldier stood in his place. A black feather arrow had pierced his throat. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly fell on the snow wall without any action.

Only the bright red blood from "Gu" in the neck dyed the snow wall red.

Li Yuanqing face color big change, busy low voice roar, "all his mother hide behind the snow wall, don't expose."

Soldiers did not dare to neglect, nor dare to throw firesticks, hiding behind the snow wall.

Li Yuanqing's heart is also a burst of fear.

At this time, the snow wall is about 50 steps away from the gate of the post station. Although there is a firelight against it, there is no moon tonight and visibility is very low.

But even in this state, the archer of Houjin can hit the soldier's throat with one hit. How accurate is this arrow.

At least, there are nearly 10000 people under Mao Wenlong's command, and Li Yuanqing has never seen anyone with such means.

Even if Niu Er, Chen Jisheng's personal soldier, is known as the "marksman", I'm afraid it is difficult to do so.

I'm afraid the man's grasp of the opportunity and his confidence in his own archery has reached the peak.

Li Yuanqing only hates that there is no long-range firepower on his side. Otherwise, how can he tolerate such arrogance of these dog Tartars?

But this arrow also sobered Li Yuanqing.

Although our side seems to have an absolute advantage, what happens next is completely unknown.The Eight Banners soldiers of the later Jin Dynasty could sweep the Liao area, but it was not as simple as the later historical books said.

It's similar to the national football team and Brazil.

The players of Brazil team, almost from their mother's womb, grew up with football. Their inborn instinct and hard work made them born for football.

However, the great gods of the national football team, for various reasons, can not understand which is their main business.

One is to treat the war instinctively, the other is forced to become a monk by the day after tomorrow. How dare Li Yuanqing neglect half a point?

"It's too much for me. Panic what? So many of us are afraid that dozens of Tartars will be burned? Don't show up and wait for my orders. "

Seeing that the soldiers on his side were still palpitating, Li Yuanqing could not help shouting in a low voice.

Even if these Tartars are all elite, Li Yuanqing doesn't believe that he has planned so carefully. Can they really fly with wings?

Hearing their adults' shouting and drinking, the soldiers slowed down a little and hid behind the snow wall carefully, never daring to appear rashly.

Xu Heizi also calm down, quickly came to Li Yuanqing side, "adult, these dog Tartars, very good."

Li Yuanqing was relieved.

I'm afraid it will never be so easy for Tartars to hold on.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger. After a while, it is not impossible to ignite the forest. They will not fail to see this and have to rush out sooner or later.

However, Li Yuanqing also had some admiration for the tartar commander's patience. To such an extent, he could still be so calm.

But the more powerful the enemy was, the more competitive Li Yuanqing was.

Not to mention that the later Jin aristocrats, even Daizi, lingcui and even Baijia, were heroes in the battlefield. Their ability to survive the harsh battlefield with their age has proved their strength.

I'm not afraid of opponents like God, but afraid of teammates like pigs.

At this time, all the soldiers around were Li Yuanqing's own. Li Yuanqing was the only one to follow. He had a deep hatred for Tartars.

Even if Li Yuanqing asked them to rush to the gate of the post station to die, these soldiers would not have the slightest hesitation.

Obviously, there is no problem with the pig like teammates.

However, the lack of congenital conditions makes them lack of sensitivity to war and experience of victory.

At this time, these Tartars will become their touchstone. No, they should be stepping stones.

At this time, in the direction of the post station, the tartar shot this arrow, which obviously raised the spirit and spirit. The soldiers of the Han Army Flag yelled at the door: "people on the opposite side, you can hear clearly. My master, whether you are the Ming army or bandits, wise, quickly retreat. Otherwise, we will surely die without a place to be buried. "

Shunzi couldn't help it. He hid behind the snow wall and scolded: "I'm bah. Dog day's dog traitor. If you don't come out, just wait to be roasted into a roast pig. Your master is so strong that he has come out? See if I don't take off his dog's head and use it as a nightpot. "

Xu also scolded, "dog traitor. Your ancestral grave was dug by Tartars. Now you roll over and kowtow to me. Maybe you are in a good mood and can spare your life. Otherwise, I must pick your heart and feed the dog. "

"You, you mean dogs. All right, toast, no penalty? Then you will die. " With that, the soldier of the Han Army Flag quickly hid behind the gate and disappeared.

"I'm a dog. I run fast." Shunzi scolded in a low voice, the knife in his hand was inserted in the snow under his feet.

Li Yuanqing was very calm at this time. The Tartars let the soldiers of the Han Army Flag shout, which showed that they could not sit still.

Ahead, the fire swayed back and forth with the strong wind, and it was already faintly blowing to the direction of the gate. They should break through soon.

"It's too much for me. The Tartars are afraid to start. " Li Yuanqing murmured to the surroundings, holding the steel knife firmly in his hand.

The soldiers around did not dare to neglect them. They clenched their weapons one after another, waiting for Li Yuanqing's next order.

At this time, the gate of the post station opened again. For a moment, five or six fast horses rushed towards the snow wall.

Li Yuanqing eyes a Lin, "Duan Xiliang, stop them."

Duan Xiliang had been impatient for a long time. He called out to the soldiers around him and rushed to the snow wall.

The speed of the fast horses is very fast, but the distance between the gate of the post station and the snow wall is too short. They can't reach their fastest speed. It is impossible to cross the snow wall.

Several riders also found this problem, and as they approached the snow wall, they tried to turn the horse around.

It's a pity that they can't adapt to the cold weather as early as the snow in the northeast.

Even if they control their riders, they are skillful in riding.

In an instant, the horse in front of him couldn't turn around. His body slipped and fell to the ground with a painful hiss.Besides, it was hit by the snow and fell down.

The opportunity for the cavalry to cut the meat into mud has already passed.

The rest of the horses fell behind. Seeing this, they turned their heads and ran back.

Duan Xiliang still wanted to chase him. Li Yuanqing called the boy back and asked him to hide under the snow wall.

At this time, Xu Heizi had already explored the body of the rider through the snow wall, and quickly came back to report to Li Yuanqing, "your honor is the rider of the Han military flag."

Li Yuanqing nodded. In this case, how could a real slave come out and die easily? It must be the cannon fodder of the Han Army flag.

It's really chilling to think about it. Such a skillful Chinese rider would have to work hard for Nvzhen as cannon fodder.

But at this time, Li Yuanqing obviously did not have time to think about these small details, and whispered to Xu Heizi: "it's almost time, Tartars are coming really."

Xu sunspot nodded heavily, "I'm afraid the dog won't come out."

As soon as the two men finished speaking, there was a movement in the direction of the gate of the post station. A dozen Han Army flag soldiers with several layers of armour, with round shields and boards in front of them, quickly poured out from the inside.