The Soldier of the Ming Dynasty

Night began to fall slowly.

The sky, dark red sunset, seems to be some reluctant, so easy to leave the horizon, seems to want to do a final struggle, take a good look at the scene under his vision.

What a pity.

Is it possible to change the law of the development of things that are eternal and unchangeable in a single place?

At this time, Zunhua City, the whole battlefield, has been everywhere in a mess, people howl, broken limbs and flesh flying, the strong smell of blood, almost breaking through the clouds!

Whether it is the iron cavalry of guanning army led by Zhao and the Ministry of education, or the elite white flag under ajig, there is no firearm on both sides!

They want to use this most primitive method to wipe out their enemies completely from the body.

However, although the elite of Zhengbai banner have been attacking the city for a day, their physical strength, their fighting spirit, their blood and their toughness are obviously better than those of Guan Ning army's iron cavalry led by Zhao's Ministry of education.

After a short standoff, the Tartars in the white flag seemed to have reversed the situation and began to gain some upper hand

In particular, with a large number of white flag Tartars rushing back to the camp to obtain horses, this situation began to become more and more obvious.

At this time, although the sky was getting dark, it was still barely able to retain a glimmer of light. In addition, the flames were rising everywhere, and the vision of the whole battlefield was not too bad.

Zhao Daojiao was also sensitive to find that the situation seemed to be something wrong

How could that be possible?

They are obviously surprised, from behind, mercilessly inserted into the heart of these tired dog Tartars, but

How to fight, fight, the side of the children are less and less, but more and more Tartars?

"Marshal, the situation is not right! Tartars are so fierce! Brothers, we've lost a lot! We can't just go down with them like this! You have to make a quick decision

A pro guard guerrilla also found that something was wrong, so he rushed to Zhao zhuangjiao and urged him to drink.

But Zhao Zhijiao is willing to believe all this in front of him!

How could that be possible?

It can't be! Because it doesn't make sense at all!

Ten years to sharpen a sword!

Since the defeat of Liaoyang in those years, Zhao led his teaching staff to work hard for nearly ten years. Why, why, at this time, unexpectedly Is that the effect?

It must not be true!

This must be the wrong link!

It must be like this!

At this time, the dog Tartars must have been at the end of their tether! As long as they insist on it again, they will surely kill all these Tartars and set up this immortal magic skill!

What a fluster, boys? Cheer up for me! Tartars can't do it! Tartars are no longer available! Cheer up for me! Kill Tartars, kill Tartars

Zhao Zhijiao didn't pay any attention to the guerrilla's persuasion. He fiercely waved his majestic horse head and fiercely cleaved to a tartar with a white flag, and then joined the battle.

"Marshal, marshal! Ah

This guerrilla was also red eyed, and had no time to think about other things. He quickly took up his spear and quickly joined the battle.

At this time ~, the elite soldiers of guanning army under Zhao Zhijiao's command were well-trained and well-equipped, but after all, most of them were new soldiers. The whole skeleton still depended on his personal guards and the old Youzi soldiers who had war experience.

Zhao led his education to death.

Naturally, his family members could not retreat. The dead guards continued to fight against the enemy in the vicinity of Zhao Zhijiao!

But ~ ~, these old soldiers in the Ming army, they are not so persistent, or so stupid

Seeing that the situation was not right, the Jin army had already begun to rise. How could they fight to death for him and lead him to work hard?

With their abilities, where are they going to eat royal food?

The fool will accompany Zhao to lead this donkey ball son to throw his life here!

If there is one, there will be two; if there is two, there will be three.

As one or two veteran Youzi first rushed out of the center of the battlefield, soon more and more guanning veterans also responded, relying on their fighting skills, quickly breaking through to the surrounding battlefield periphery.

To put it bluntly, compared with the Ming army, the warriors of the latter Jin army are indeed better.

Because of the bad natural environment, almost every Nvzhen adult man is the most qualified warrior!

But this is only relative.

This is not to say that the Ming army will never be able to catch up with these Nvzhen warriors.

In fact, after strict training, training and training, the Ming army warriors are just like these veterans. In terms of skills, equestrian skills, equipment and even physical strength, they are no less than these Nvzhen warriors.Even ~, to a large extent, they have to go beyond that.

Because of the natural environment at this time, most of these Nvzhen warriors are relatively short.

On the side of the Ming army, however, almost none of them were thin monkeys. Most of them were tall and powerful.

As the old saying goes, "one inch long, one inch strong!"

One meter seven to one meter five.

One meter seven is always going to have some advantages!

What a pity!

This is not the key difference between the two sides!

The key difference between the two sides lies in The warriors of the later Jin army, at this time, were extremely loyal to their master!

Because they and their master son, both prosperity, loss!

If there is something wrong with the master, it is bound to be sitting in tandem. Even if they escape alive, they can never take advantage of it.

This also forces them, even if the situation is in crisis again, as long as their masters do not retreat, they must fight to the end!

But the Ming army

After the death of the Jin army, has seriously disturbed the mind of the whole Ming army, especially as the sky gradually darkened, the entire command system of the Ming army has fallen into a state of near paralysis.

These veterans are "let birds fly in the sky and fish jump in the broad sea"!

How can I continue to accompany Zhao Zhijiao to die here?

In fact, for these stubborn habits in the Ming army, Daming is not without a prescient forerunner!

Qi Jiguang in his "Ji Xiao Xin Shu", the first sentence of the opening, is "the precious choice of soldiers! The essence is the only way to do it

In the process of the formation of the Zhejiang army, Qi Jiguang also firmly grasped this point!

All the veteran oilseed, army ruffian, rascal, hooligan, even if you are the world's most powerful martial arts, cultivate the anti evil sword, he will not!

All the soldiers of Zhejiang Province were from honest and upright families.

In the final analysis, they are the most honest and obedient farmers and ordinary people.

In terms of their personal martial arts, they are indeed quite different from those of these veteran oil men, army ruffians and rascals.

If one-on-one, these veterans will be able to solve an ordinary "honest soldier" in a matter of two or three times.

But ~ ~ ~ don't forget that all these factors, even if there are congenital factors, can never become the decisive factors!

All the skills, tactics, courage, vision and all kinds of comprehensive qualities can be made up through the efforts of the day after tomorrow!

A chopstick, which is broken gently.

Ten chopsticks, however, can hold tightly into a ball!

These peasant soldiers, common people soldiers, although the soil, although stupid, even simple and honest, people can not look directly!!

However, strict practice, steel general discipline and wise officers are enough to cultivate them into talents!

Their personal combat power is really not good.

However, once they are united, their prestige is far from comparable to those soldiers and ruffians who are afraid of hard and soft food and idle hands.

The most important thing is that they absolutely obey orders. They will never abandon their officers and teammates and run for their lives at the most necessary and critical moment!

This is why Li Yuanqing did not choose other arms at the beginning of the Changsheng camp, but mainly built long spearmen!

Soldier!

They can use, listen to the command, easy to use, dare to live and die with themselves, willing to live and die with themselves, that is a good soldier, that is their brothers!

On the contrary ~, even if his mother is an American soldier with M4, it is a loose sand, or is it still useless?

What a pity!

Zhao Zhijiao only wanted to recover his strength in a short period of time and accumulate his strength so that he could crush his other colleagues and even break hands with Li Yuanqing.

But he forgot his original intention at the beginning What on earth is

At this time, as the sky began to darken completely, the whole battlefield, the situation has become increasingly clear.

There are only a hundred people left around him. Although there are still many shouts and murders around him, they have become more and more sporadic

At the head of Zunhua City, from the beginning, the governor took the generals in the city to watch the battle carefully, but it was too fast to get dark.

They didn't even understand what was going on. It was dark.

We can only wait for the good news from the front battlefield with the help of God, Buddha, Bodhisattva, Mazu and other gods

What a pity.

At this time, azyg's personal guard slave, huril, had led hundreds of elite white banners, and quickly surrounded Zhao's leader.

"See, it's the one with the Cape in the middle! Shoot him through

Hu rile waved to his side's bodyguard slave to encircle Zhao zhuangjiao, but he himself shrank behind and commanded the elite marksmen of the two Mongolian tribes around him."Sir, you can see! Look at the minions

A Mongolian marksman only took a glance, then opened his bow and set up his arrow. For a moment, a strong "whoosh" sound was heard.

A long cold arrow flew to Zhao's throat.

Although Zhao Zhijiao is arrogant, his martial arts are quite good.

Instinctively, he felt that the crisis was coming. He quickly waved his horse's name to block it. For a moment, the arrow made his horse sound.

"Grass Tartars! What a cruel means

Zhao Zhijiao couldn't help but spit hard. He just wanted to put the horse's head away for breath, but he was cold hearted. "Whoosh, whoosh!" a series of extremely precise arrows swarmed towards him like a poisonous snake with a big mouth opened

"Eh?"

Zhao Zhijiao's eyes flashed, instinctively he felt something was wrong, but he just wanted to dodge, but everything was already late

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