Facing the swarming enemies, it was too late to withdraw from Chi Castle. Zhao Xing decisively ordered: "Retreat to that hill and wrap up. We will stick to the waiting for assistance."

This small hill bag is not an ideal position to defend the enemy because there is no water source there and cannot last for too long. But the enemy is approaching and there is no room for choice.

But now the beacons around have been lit, and reinforcements nearby will come.

As soon as he retreated to the hill, the enemy's army roared and surrounded the hill in a blink of an eye.

Ajige did not make any preparations and did not leave any time for Zhao Xing to rectify. He immediately commanded the army and launched an attack on Zhao Xing on the top of the mountain.

The overwhelming cavalry, with bloody eyes, shouted, rushed towards the hillside.

Zhao Xing immediately commanded his own cavalry and blocked the enemy, seeking the opportunity to arrange formations for other border soldiers.

The current Tiqi cavalry has three-eyed muskets per person, one flintlock spear, and is equipped with 4 explosive packs weighing two pounds, which is equivalent to the grenades of later generations.

Coupled with the cumbersome embroidered spring sword that everyone is reluctant to give up, it is simply a group of armed people to their teeth.

Facing the enemy who was swarming and pounceing on him, the soldiers of the Ti cavalry first fired their spear.

After a burst of gunfire smoke, the enemies fell to death one after another. However, the enemy's impact did not stop.

It was too late to reload, and the three-eyed musket opened fire immediately.

Another group of enemies were brought down.

But the impact remains unabated.

One explosive pack after another threw into the enemy group.

The earth-shaking explosions were connected, and the enemies were not panicked, but their war horses were frightened and jumped around and no longer under the control of their masters.

The first wave of attack came and went quickly. Finally, I was suppressed.

It was also taking advantage of this opportunity that the border army commanded by Zhu Gang also sorted out its formation.

Most of them are cold weapons, but they have the strongest armor protection and the most sophisticated training. Facing the tide of enemies, they are not panicked, and some are excited about the upcoming battle.

The warriors who were like tide retreated. Azig did not blame these warriors for their timidity and cowardice, and immediately ordered: "Put the ears of the war horses, and then when the war horses were frightened, they would immediately kill these beasts."

With the issuance of the general order, the warriors of the Eight Banners tore their clothes and stuffed the ears of the war horses.

"Purse the eyes of the war horse." Azig ordered again.

There was no sound of explosions, no more smoke and fire that made people frightened, and the war horse could only rush forward with instinct.

Everything was ready. With a command, the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty roared and shouted again and charged towards the top of the mountain.

The terrain limits the speed of the war horses, but it cannot stop the enemy's charge.

This time, the Tiqi did not block the first line, but retreated into the newly formed border army formation.

Standing in the formation, they can calmly load ammunition and block the enemy.

The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty rushed to the front, and they were greeted by a row of horses who were stabbing guns.

The blindfolded horse could not see the danger ahead and just bumped into it.

One war horse after another fell down with a sadness, one after another, one tassel gun after another was bent and broken, and the dead war horses crushed and injured one border warrior after another.

But no one retreated, they still insisted and kept the formation unchaotic.

The Jinyiwei Tiqi, who was standing inside, kept loading bullets and shooting one after another of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty who wanted to break into the formation.

The shouts of killing lasted for a long time, and the gunshots continued.

Everyone is fighting, including Zhao Xing.

He hasn't fought in person for a long time.

But this time he had to join the battle. Because the enemy was five or six times that of himself, everyone had to fight.

He used the three-eyed musket to kill an Eight Banners soldier who was flying over on the war horse. His own Xiuchun treasure sword cut off an enemy's head.

He couldn't take care of wiping the blood splashed on his face, so Zhao Xing rushed towards a gap in the formation.

He must block this gap, otherwise the entire formation will collapse instantly because of this gap.

Just as he rushed over, Zhu Gang's figure was one step ahead of him and flew to block the gap. The big knife in his hand suddenly slashed the head of the enemy's war horse that was about to rush in.

However, the huge inertia of the war horse still knocked him away.

Zhao Xing arrived at this time.

Another Eight Banners soldier rushed towards him with a hideous face.

A gunshot, the hot bullet almost flew over Zhao Xing's cheek, knocking the Eight Banners soldier to the ground.

The call for "Protecting the Adults, Protecting the Adults" sounded everywhere, and countless figures immediately surrounded Zhao Xing tightly in the middle.

The sound of gunfire, explosions, and the sound of the embroidered sword slashing into the enemy's body were intertwined, forming a perfect war overture.

Some border troops also want to join the battle group here. Zhao Xing shouted at Zhu Gang who was shaking up, "Don't worry about this place, lead your team immediately and keep the formation intact. Hurry up."

Zhu Gang ran to his team without hesitation and ordered his border troops to maintain their formation without being chaotic.

Zhao Xing also ordered loudly: "Emperor Yiwei, immediately retreat, load bullets, and shoot the enemy. Mainly shoot those who hold bows and arrows."

The enemy's ability to shoot bows and arrows on the speeding war horse has always been the unique skill of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty and their pride.

But at this time, their pride could not play much role. Because the equipment of the Ming army was no longer as dirty as before.

A wide-edged steel helmet, if a bow and arrow shoot on it, it will be bounced away.

The bows and arrows shooting towards the door, as long as the soldiers lowered their heads slightly, were blocked by the wide edge.

No one paid attention to the bow and arrow shot at the body. First of all, the armor has strong protection. Even if it hits the body, it cannot be killed at that time. As long as it does not die at that time, then fight.

But no matter what, the enemy's bows and arrows still caused major damage to the Ming army, and every enemy's archer must be eliminated.

After obtaining clear command, the Jinyiwei's Ti cavalry took a few steps back and continued to load bullets, blocking the enemy's archers.

There were endless shouts of killing.

After defeating a group of enemies, another group came up again, leaving almost no time to breathe in Zhao Xing's team.

In this way, the two sides fought desperately for an hour, and finally came to an end with the failure of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty.

The enemy retreated like a tide.

After a brief cleanup of casualties, more than 300 soldiers from the border army were killed and more than 100 were injured in this battle.

The reason why fewer injuries were injured than those who died in battle was because all the soldiers of the border knew who they were protecting.

What they protected was the hope of the Ming Dynasty's revival and the backbone of the Ming Dynasty.

They would rather die in battle than retreat due to injuries.

They have no choice but to retreat.
Chapter completed!