The messenger went over and searched for a long time but didn't see Lin Yuefeng. He grabbed one and asked loudly, "Where is the garrison man in Lin!"

The soldier pointed ahead and said, "In front."

The messenger looked up and saw a man holding a spear in the front of the formation, stabbing hard there, and only the back of his head was seen here. "Go and call him back, Han Guerrilla has orders to him."

The soldier replied loudly with anger, "How do you call me back? Look, can you squeeze over? If you have any orders, just shout here! Maybe he can hear it." As he said that, he ignored the commander and pulled the bow and arrow and shot it diagonally upwards.

The commander was stunned and scolded in his heart, "Can you shout this order? You can't let Man Lu listen directly." He hesitated for a moment, then threw away the weapons on his body, picked up a wooden shield from the ground, and squeezed forward with force.

He pushed the left and the right, and kept shouting loudly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, I have an order here, I want to see the Lin Shoujie, I want to see the Lin Shoujie."

A row of sword and shield soldiers stood in front, and the shields in their hands were filled with feather arrows. The spearmen hid behind, stretching the spears in their hands forward one after another.

The shouts of killing behind resounded throughout the world, but the front was terrifyingly silent. The big knife slashed on the shield, making a clanging sound. The spear pierced into the body, and the sound of puffing sound came out.

In such a close fight, there is difficulty in advancing and no retreat, and there is no skill in combat. Only by raising the weapon in your hand faster and killing the enemy in front of you in the shortest time.

Lin Yuefeng was originally commanding the battle in the back formation, but seeing that he had not opened up for a long time, he took a spear and joined the battle formation. He was a firm quick fighter and supported the war to start immediately and seize Abudaligan as quickly as possible.

Han Yong initially disagreed because the cavalry was too precious and using the cavalry as infantry was too stupid anyway.

But when the scouts returned, a Qing reinforcements of three thousand cavalry were less than two hundred miles away, Han Yong had no choice.

The Qing army reacted too quickly and came too quickly. It was able to assemble three thousand soldiers as soon as they got the news. The Manhu's strength in Jianzhou far exceeded their initial estimates.

Even if Abu Daligan is captured, it will probably be difficult to achieve the goal set by the army at the beginning. If even Abu Daligan cannot be defeated, this war can only be described as a disastrous defeat.

It is not about how many enemy troops were killed, but about the intention of being discovered by the Qing army and losing the possibility of raiding from here again.

As long as you set up a few forts on the road and put thousands of soldiers, you can't even pass through this narrow valley that is nearly 300 miles so smoothly.

Abudaligan moves forward again and is the hinterland of Jianzhou, with multiple roads leading to Hetuala.

Even though western Zhejiang did not conquer Hetuara in the end, as long as troops were stationed here, they could attract Han and Koreans in Jianzhou to surrender. This was of great significance to the disintegration of the Qing Dynasty's rule.

Therefore, no matter how precious the cavalry is, this battle must be fought, and it must be fought regardless of losses.

Although Lin Yuefeng was reckless, he knew the importance of this battle. He didn't care about his safety and came to the front to boost morale. The spear in his hand broke, and he changed it to a long sword at his waist. At this moment, the long sword had already turned over, and he was still slashing forward hard.

Feather arrows were sprinkled above his head, shooting overwhelmingly. There was a sound of shouting to kill around him, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the enemy or the soldiers of his own army. The ice surface was also broken, and the water and mud were mixed together, making it dirty.

At this moment, a spear suddenly stabbed in through the gap in the shield. Lin Yuefeng did not pay attention and was stabbed to his left shoulder. He shouted lightly and cut off the barrel with one knife, but he was unable to pull out the head of the gun and staggered to the side.

Several personal soldiers exclaimed and hurried forward to protect him and retreated backwards.

But Lin Yuefeng just retreated outside the range of the spear attack, stabilized his body and pushed them away, "I'm fine, I'll kill the Tartars."

"Go!" Seeing that the personal soldiers did not respond, he shouted loudly.

The other personal soldiers followed the order, but only two of them stayed. They removed the arm armor for Lin Yuefeng and tore off the sleeves, "Fortunately, there was no bone injury. Guard, you can bear it."

Seeing Lin Yuefeng nodding, his personal soldiers pulled out the spear head with force. The blood burst out and his entire arm was dyed red.

Then he quickly took out a small bottle from his arms. Regardless of how much it was, he poured all the gold sore medicine powder inside and wrapped it tightly with a white cloth.

The messenger finally managed to make a comeback. The man in the middle squeezed and almost made him vent his anger. He was also hit by an arrow in the middle, but it was so painful that he was so terrified. He heard Lin Yuefeng call him and reacted and told him Han Yong's order.

Lin Yuefeng stood up straight and heard the shouts of killing on the left side, which should have been the support led by Han Yong. He attracted the Qing army there and created opportunities for his breakthrough. He turned to his personal soldiers and ordered: "Go and tell them, let the two hundred teams in the middle gradually retreat and attract the Tartars to step forward. Once he heard the cannon, the four hundred teams on both wings would come forward to encircle and destroy the Tartars."

As he said that, he took another new knife and looked ahead.

The two confronted each other and they retreated a little, and the Qing army immediately pressed up. The front line on the right was like a basin, with both sides high and low in the middle.

The Qing army thought that the Liao army could not hold it anymore, so they burst into cheers and stepped forward even more fearlessly.

These old Jurchens live in the harshest environment, with no discipline, but they act more wild and crazy. They look down on the Han soldiers and the flag soldiers who enjoy the prosperity in the Shen and Liao cities.

This is also the capital they dared to come out of the camp in Abu Daligang and face the head-on battle with the Keliao army in front of them.

But the courage and tenacity of the Liao army exceeded their imagination. Nearly half an hour of war, let alone defeating the enemy, they did not even get any advantage in the battle in the Liao army's front-line battle.

Seeing that the Liao army finally couldn't stand it anymore, how could they not be excited? But after a moment, this excitement completely disappeared.

As a sound arrow shot into the sky, the sound of cannons as dense as pearls resounded throughout the world, and flowers were immediately opened in the Qing army formation.

The tiger squat cannon has a short range and its power is not very high. However, the ten volleys, and in such a dense formation, the destructive power can be imagined.

The shells exploded, iron pieces flew around, and Qing troops fell to the ground, wailing everywhere.

After two rounds of shooting, Han Rulin ordered the tiger squat cannon to move forward thirty steps, and then bombarded. One round, one round, and ten rounds of shooting.

When the last artillery shell was shot into the enemy's formation, the entire battlefield was filled with smoke, and a large gap appeared in the direction of the Qing army's defense line.
Chapter completed!