allonlinenovel Chapter 277: The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road
Chapter 277: The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road
Many Han people saw the arrival of the Tang Dynasty soldiers and joined their ranks.
They used local materials, and the Tang soldiers armed the Han people with weapons seized from the bannermen.
Soon, a cavalry team of 8,000 people was formed.
Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong led the team and were assigned one hundred Tang soldiers.
They began to disperse in all directions, preparing to cleanse the bannermen tribes and towns around Shengjing.
This cavalry team was supported entirely by hatred. The sound of their horses' hooves sounded like thunder, but their bodies were weak.
But under the stimulation of hatred, the fighting power they can unleash has exceeded the limits of their bodies.
Led by Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong, they swept through like a hurricane.
Wherever they went, Bannermen tribes and towns were destroyed.
The hearts of the young and strong Han people were filled with the flame of revenge, and they were extremely brave in the battle.
They rode their war horses, brandished their weapons, and launched a fierce attack on the bannermen.
In a bannerman tribe, the bannermen fled in panic.
But they could not escape the pursuit of the Tang cavalry. Cheng Yaojin wielded his axe like a tiger descending from the mountain.
Wherever his axe blade touched, the bannermen fell one after another.
As time went on, the bannerman forces around Shengjing were gradually eliminated.
In Shengjing City, the atmosphere was solemn and depressing.
Huang Taiji was tied up and taken to the city gate. His fat body seemed extremely heavy at this time.
The fire of indomitable will still burned in his eyes, but there was also a hint of despair.
Li Chengqian looked at Huang Taiji expressionlessly and slowly raised the knife in his hand.
The sunlight shines on the blade, reflecting a cold light.
With a flash of cold light, Huang Taiji's head rolled down.
Blood spurted out and stained the ground red.
Soon, Huang Taiji's head was hung high on the city gate.
Those bannermen who had not been killed in time were gathered together. They looked at the scene in horror, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.
Li Chengqian ordered the elderly, the weak, women and children in the city to take action themselves and avenge themselves.
For a moment, there was chaos in front of the city gate.
The Han bondservants were timid at first, but as their hatred levels continued to rise, they finally swarmed over at the scream of a woman, with hatred flashing in their eyes.
These Han bondservants suffered a lot under the rule of the Qing Dynasty.
They were forced to work for the Bannermen and suffered endless beatings, scolding and insults.
Their lives are filled with pain and despair, as if they were living in hell.
At this moment, they finally had a chance to take revenge.
They waved their crude weapons and rushed towards the bannermen.
Some bannermen tried to resist, but their resistance seemed so powerless in front of the angry Han bondservants.
The pleasure of killing their enemies with their own hands made the Han bondservants extremely excited.
They shouted loudly, venting the hatred in their hearts.
However, when their hatred was released, they fell into deep pain again.
They remembered the suffering they had endured and their dead loved ones.
They cried bitterly, knelt on the ground, and thanked Li Chengqian and others.
Li Chengqian looked at these Han people and his heart was filled with emotion.
He knew that this war was just the beginning and there was still a lot to be done.
He began to distribute tasks, leaving Zhangsun Wuji, Pei Xingjian and others to guard Shengjing, leaving all the small cannons behind, and commanding the Tang soldiers to continue clearing Liaodong.
Li Chengqian, Li Shimin and Li Jing led a hundred cavalrymen and quickly rushed to the capital of the Ming Dynasty.
This trip south to the Ming capital, we must not pass through Shanhaiguan.
Because that was Dorgon's army, even if all a thousand people went there, they might not be able to defeat them, so they could only take the Xifengkou path.
On the way, they encountered a small group of Mongolian Eight Banners cavalry, numbering about 300 people.
The key is the flock of sheep behind them, which are obviously transporting supplies towards Shanhaiguan.
The two sides met on this narrow road, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.
The cavalrymen of the Eight Banners of Mongolia all had stern faces. They rode on strong war horses, wielding scimitars in their hands, with ferocity and determination revealed in their eyes.
They exuded a wild aura, as if they were a pack of wolves on the grassland, ready to pounce on their prey at any time.
Li Chengqian and others were not afraid at all, and the flame of fighting burned in their eyes.
Li Shimin tightly gripped the Tang sword in his hand and stared at the enemy with sharp eyes.
Li Jing calmly observed the situation on the battlefield and quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind.
The battle was about to break out, and the cavalry of the Eight Banners of Mongolia took the lead in launching a charge.
They let out earth-shaking shouts of killing and rushed towards Li Chengqian and others like a tide.
The war horses galloped, raising clouds of dust, and the earth was shaking slightly.
Li Chengqian and others quickly met the enemy. They looked solemn and moved in unison to form a tight formation.
Everyone was on high alert, with determination and resoluteness in their eyes.
With an order, the roar of flintlock rifles broke the silence of the battlefield.
"Boom boom boom!"
The crisp and powerful sound seemed like the call of the god of death.
The flames from the muzzles flickered in the air, and bullets shot towards the Mongolian Eight Banners Cavalry like meteors.
Dozens of enemies on the opposite side fell in an instant, and they died before they even had time to react.
However, this did not stop the charge of the Mongolian Eight Banners cavalry.
They were like enraged wild beasts, with anger burning in their eyes, and continued to rush towards Li Chengqian and others.
The sound of their horses' hooves was like thunder, and the earth was shaking slightly.
Seeing this, Li Jing decisively ordered a hundred Tang soldiers to launch a charge.
The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty rushed towards the enemy without hesitation like a steel torrent.
During the charge, both sides fired arrows at each other, and the sky was suddenly filled with dense rain of arrows.
But the Tang Dynasty soldiers were wearing heavy armor, and the sturdy armor flashed coldly in the sun, like an insurmountable barrier.
The Eight Banners of Mongolia were only wearing leather armor, which looked so thin compared to the heavy armor of the Tang Dynasty soldiers.
It's very unfair, but nothing is fair in war.
Every war is cruel, and only the strong can survive.
As the distance between the two sides continued to close, more than half of the Mongolian Eight Banners cavalry had fallen.
Their arrows hit the heavy armor of the Tang Dynasty soldiers, making only dull sounds but causing no substantial damage.
The Tang soldiers, relying on their excellent equipment and tenacious fighting spirit, still suffered zero casualties.
When the two sides approached, the flash of swords and the shadow of sabers intersected, and the sound of metal colliding resounded through the sky.
Li Shimin wielded the Tang sword like a brave lion.
His sword skills were sharp, and every swing of his sword could accurately hit the enemy.
His figure shuttled across the battlefield, and wherever he went, the cavalry of the Eight Banners of Mongolia fell off their horses one after another.