"You have such a bad temper. You know that the old bastard is holding back his bad temper, but you still do it!" Looking at Ao Canghai, who was wearing a soldier's uniform just like him, Li Xiao was very helpless!

"I was already suppressing my anger, but I still couldn't help but beat him. The old guy wasn't any better. I gave him a shot now. Damn it, I should have started more darkly. This kind of disaster should be dealt with directly Beat him to death!" Ao Canghai said through gritted teeth.

"If you smash it to death, you won't be staying here anymore."

A pair of brothers in distress, they followed the soldiers out of Liaoyang City. Yesterday the Tatars were attacking Shenyang, and today the army was ready to go to support. Shenyang is the largest city outside Liaoyang, and you must not lose it. If Shenyang is lost, Yuan Yingtai I am afraid that he will follow in the footsteps of his predecessor Xiong Tingbi and be captured and taken back to the capital to be imprisoned.

"Damn it, I didn't even tell my family."

Speaking of home, Li Xiao suddenly lost interest in talking. He lowered his head and followed the team. Fortunately, they were assigned to Qi Jin and Zhou Dunji's camp. The soldiers did not beat or scold them, let alone assign anything. manual labor.

Other civilians were in dire straits, including those pushing carts and those carrying burdens. In a hurry, Liaoyang City couldn't get so many animals. Some jobs could only be done by people. Li Xiao saw, The burdens on several guys' shoulders actually contained black gunpowder.

"Why are we marching so slowly? When we reach Shenyang City, we have to be attacked by others?" Li Xiao was very puzzled by the slow march.

"You know what! Before going to the battlefield, the infantry must try to maintain their physical strength to charge into the battle formation. Even the cavalry must conserve their horsepower. If you rush the horse to run wildly at this time, when you want to charge on the battlefield, the horse will have no strength.

Both Dajinzi and Xiaodunzi have fought in battles and know what to do at this time. Looking at the posture of the white-armed soldiers, it is not easy to deal with them. The Tatars will not get anything good from this battle." Seeing his own Team, Ao Canghai is very confident.

"I hope so!" Li Xiao now also hopes that this battle can be won.

When we arrived at Hunhe River, the sun was already setting in the west. I had only eaten two meals a day these days, and what I ate in the morning had long been digested. Fortunately, this was the army of Qi Jin and Zhou Dunji, and Ao Canghai didn’t know where he was going. After messing around for a while, I actually came back with two big cakes.

"Holy shit!" The two of them were chewing big cakes when they suddenly saw a group of people wearing Ming Dynasty clothes running as fast as they could along the road. Behind them, there seemed to be wolves chasing them.

"It's broken!" Ao Canghai looked solemn.

"Shenyang is afraid that the city will be destroyed!"

The army quickly stopped, and everyone watched the refugees flee in panic.

"Uncle, is Shenyang City broken?" Li Xiao grabbed a middle-aged man in his forties and asked.

"It's over! It's over! General He died in the battle. The Mongols and the Tatars are the same. Run, the Tatars are about to catch up." The man said quickly while breaking free from Li Xiao's pull. .teared off Li Xiao’s hand, immediately blended into the crowd and ran away

The fleeing people were like rats on the street, all in a panic and extremely frightened. There was no focus in their eyes, and as long as they saw someone's eyes, they would avoid them involuntarily.

Behind the refugees were wounded Ming soldiers with crooked helmets and bloodstains on their bodies. Many of them were carried on stretchers, and some were carried by two comrades. Li Xiao shook his head helplessly. Even if you don't die at that time, you will definitely be dead by the time you get to Liaoyang.

There were too many people, and it looked like a long black dragon. It couldn't see its head or tail.

The officers were all summoned for a meeting. By this time, the white soldiers had already crossed the Hun River. The Qi army had not yet crossed the river. The soldiers of both armies stared blankly at the refugees and ran across the bridge. It was very cold now, Hun River.

The river was not completely frozen.

Huge ice blocks collided in the river, making rustling sounds. The bridge was completely occupied by refugees. Unless they were squeezed into the river, Qi Jiajun would definitely not be able to cross the river.

"Set up camp!" The officers began to give orders loudly. The soldiers and civilians began to unload the baggage from the carts.

Many civilians were sent to dig trenches, and Li Xiao and Ao Canghai were also sent there.

Digging trenches in the middle of winter is simply torture. The freezing cold makes the ground as frozen as stone, and Ao Canghai digs hard with a pickaxe in his hand. Obviously, his hands are more suitable for holding a knife than a pickaxe.

Fortunately, Li Xiao had worked in the army before and knew the tricks.

Just make a hole and use a shovel to dig out the bottom. Just smash the hard shell on the top with a knife and a big piece will fall off. Although the work is a little tiring, it is not without benefits. After working for a while, Li Xiao

He was covered in sweat and the steam coming out of his head was like a steamer.

Suddenly, the refugees were like sheep that had burst into a pen. They rushed over screaming, and many old people and children were squeezed to the ground. The people behind them didn't care. Countless pairs of big feet stepped on them, and some people tripped...

…! Screams, screams, curses, and messy footsteps formed a chaotic sound.

"White Standard Soldier!" Ao Canghai held a pickaxe in his hand and looked straight at the opposite side.

Li Xiao and the others were on a high slope in the south of the bridge. Looking from a distance, they could see billowing smoke covering the sky and the sun, and in the smoke there was a big white flag. Countless men and horses were wearing iron armor, and even their faces were

The Tatar soldiers, all wearing ferocious face armor, were charging forward with their swords raised and their horses galloping.

The rolling sound of horse hooves was like muffled thunder, rolling over from the horizon. Li Xiao even felt that the ground beneath his feet was shaking. Could it be that this was the legendary Eight Banners Cavalry?

The refugees and defeated troops who had not had time to escape were swallowed up by the smoke. The smoke was like a big man-eating mouth, rushing towards the white pole soldiers' formation like a fan.

Li Xiao's heart was in his throat. He knew how devastating the cavalry's powerful impact was to the infantry. The white pole soldiers on the north bank had just formed their formation and had not had time to build strong defenses. In this case,

Can they withstand the onslaught of cavalry?

"Can a white-armed soldier do it?" Li Xiao turned around and looked at Ao Canghai. He had actually fought in a battle. He was much better than Li Xiao, who had never experienced a cold weapon battlefield.

"The white-armed soldiers are roaming the southwest, they must have their support. You know, the Tibetan cavalry is also very powerful. He must have a way to deal with it!" The one who answered was not Ao Canghai, but Qi Jin!

"It should work. Look, the white-pole soldiers have moved!" Ao Canghai pointed at the white-pole soldiers formation opposite.
Chapter completed!