Ma Yingkui and his Ming troops not only had a good sleep before the battle, but also ate march rations to replenish their strength.
And Hauge's men survived the whole night.
Not to mention sleeping, there is not even the most basic rest.
Because there are too many mosquitoes in the mountains.
Before the hasty battle, some of them ate march rations and some did not.
One up and one down, the winner is obvious!
More than 1,500 Ming soldiers pressed forward with swords in hand, surrounding the 800 Jiannu cavalry.
"Kill!" Ma Yingkui raised his knife and rode his horse towards an Eight Banners soldier.
The Eight Banners soldiers pointed their knives at his head and chopped it down hard.
Ma Yingkui did not dodge, but instead used the arm armor on his left hand to meet the attack.
With a clang sound!
The saber hit the arm armor made of fine iron, creating dazzling sparks.
Ma Yingkui shouted loudly and stabbed the opponent's cheek with the magpie knife in his right hand.
The Eight Banners soldiers leaned back and tried their best to avoid the attack.
The blade of Ma Yingkui's magpie knife followed like a shadow, pressing down along with the opponent's leaning body.
The Eight Banners soldiers raised their sabers to block their chests.
The two sides began to compete in strength and endurance.
The surrounding Ming troops and the Eight Banners soldiers fought in a similar way after close combat.
For a moment, it was hard to tell who was better.
The mouth of the valley.
Hauge first ordered his men to shoot arrows, and then five men in a row took turns charging forward.
Trying to disperse the Ming troops blocking the road and open up a rescue channel.
However, the Ming army stood there, unmoved.
The lightly injured soldiers ignored their bleeding wounds, holding their swords and bows to meet the Eight Banners soldiers' repeated attacks until they were seriously injured and fell to the ground.
After falling to the ground.
They neither wailed nor called for help.
Instead, he looked at the battlefield with a determined gaze, and used his last bit of strength to aim the three-barreled gun at the charging Eight Banners soldiers.
Bang!
Bullets gushed out and knocked the charging Eight Banners soldiers off their horses.
The huge impact force knocked the seriously injured Ming army soldiers to the ground and they could not get up.
Every time a Ming soldier fell, another one appeared at his previous position.
They traded their lives for time.
Five hundred Ming cavalrymen used the tactic of adding fuel to the fire and managed to block the successive charges of more than four thousand Eight Banners soldiers.
Seeing this, Hauge became more and more anxious.
If we delay any longer, the hundreds of surrounded Eight Banner soldiers will be in danger of being wiped out.
However, the Ming army's defense line was like a solid wall and could never be broken through.
"Whoever kills his way out of this situation will be given a thousand taels of silver and granted a hereditary position!"
The Eight Banners soldiers howled and charged again.
Encircled outside the valley entrance, the Ming army suddenly stopped their attack.
They retreated twenty steps and continued to surround the enemy.
The surrounded Eight Banners soldiers gasped heavily, and a glimmer of hope arose in their hearts.
Did the Ming army choose to retreat because they were afraid of their strength?
Or, was the Ming army in trouble?
Their joy did not last long.
After a short rest, the Ming army launched another attack.
The surrounded Eight Banners soldiers were about to draw their swords to fight when they noticed something was wrong.
Because they found that their bodies suddenly became very tired.
Little did he know that adrenaline had been supporting his body during the battle just now.
As they rest, their adrenaline levels decrease and fatigue washes over them like a tide.
"Kill!" The Ming army attacked again.
This time, the Eight Banners soldiers quickly fell into a disadvantage in the contest of strength and endurance.
Under the full-scale attack of the Ming army, the more than 700 Eight Banners soldiers were soon overwhelmed.
Either be killed or surrender on the spot.
After disarming them, Ma Yingkui gave a cold order: "Cut them all off."
"yes!"
The Ming army raised their swords and beheaded all the surrendered Eight Banners soldiers.
At this time, the Ming army soldiers who were responsible for beheading also brought the heads of the Eight Banners soldiers over.
Ma Yingkui pointed to the battlefield at the mouth of the valley and said, "Throw all the heads of the Jiannu soldiers in there."
......
"Kill!" In the valley, the Eight Banners soldiers who were attacking the Ming army's front line suddenly found several large round black shadows flying out from behind the Ming army.
They subconsciously thought that it was a large grenade thrown by the Ming army, so they reined in their horses and retreated.
After landing, the round black shadows rolled a few times and then stopped, but there was no explosion.
"Isn't it a grenade?" The Eight Banners soldier looked around in confusion.
Those black shadows turned out to be human heads!
A bloody head!
Look closely, you can see that the person has a rat-tail braid.
"It's a Bannerman!" an Eight Banners soldier exclaimed.
"It's our people!"
Just as the Eight Banners soldiers cried out in surprise, hundreds of heads with pigtails were thrown onto the battlefield.
Round human heads kept rolling on the ground, blood sticking to the soil, giving off a strong fishy smell.
When the Eight Banners soldiers saw this scene, they were first surprised, then shocked, and finally terrified!
They didn't know how many Ming troops were outside, they only knew that the Ming troops outside had killed hundreds of them.
These Eight Banners soldiers fought fiercely with the Ming army all day yesterday and did not sleep all night.
It's already a spent force.
After seeing hundreds of bloody heads, their bodies and wills collapsed simultaneously.
An Eight Banners soldier who was hit by a head pulled the reins of his horse back hard, and the horse turned around and ran backwards.
Where someone takes the lead, others will follow.
One person tells ten people, ten people tell a hundred people, a hundred people tell a thousand people!
More than 4,000 elite Eight Banners soldiers instantly turned into defeated soldiers and scrambled to flee to the rear.
The mountain road was narrow, and became even narrower with the crowds of war horses.
Countless cavalrymen were crowded together, causing the cavalrymen on their backs to be either injured or thrown off their horses.
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