Chapter 38 Li Mei smells it and says it smells good

Since these are the Bayaras from the two yellow flags, they must be the Jianzhou Jurchens brought out from the deep mountains and forests by Nurhaci. Li Hao guessed that they should advance to about thirty steps away from him, dismount, form a formation and shoot arrows.

There was still time for this group of Tartars to prepare, so General Li quickly removed the armor from Turushi's body. This was a straight-breasted, double-breasted lapel armor. The Nine Frontier Military Towns in the middle of the Ming Dynasty loved to use this kind of armor to arm their elite soldiers. Unfortunately, it was now the late Ming Dynasty, and such straight-breasted iron lapel armor was rarely seen in the Nine Frontiers.

This set of armor cost him sixteen points of health.

Changing armor before the battle is a very dangerous act. When the brave generals and soldiers in the rear saw their leader doing this, they swarmed over. A few of them simply protected themselves with shields. Wu Sangui, Liu Maocai and others were relatively close to General Li and helped him change armor directly.

Everyone was busy for a while, but finally managed to get the commander dressed before the Bayalas were ready.

"You go back and clean up the mess. If you let any of these Tartars escape, I will punish you by military law."

Li Hao jumped on his horse, drew out the borrowed Cao's broadsword, and rushed directly towards the Tatar army formation under the hill.

Wu Sangui also got on his horse, but Zu Kuan grabbed the reins and he was unable to follow.

"You are going there to cause trouble. The general can disrupt these Tartars by charging back and forth alone."

Cao Wenzhao was the oldest and held the highest position in the army, so he took the initiative to organize. He divided the group, including himself, into four teams, with six people in each team. A team with three-barreled guns stayed on the hill, ready to rush to the Tartar formation and fire.

He arranged the other two teams, equipped with bows and arrows, in the north-south direction of the nearby post road to prevent small-scale Tatars from escaping.

The remaining team remained motionless, preparing for any possible major changes.

Although the team leader Turushi died as soon as he went up, the group of Bayaras did not panic at all.

Their grassroots leaders were all there. After a discussion, several Bashku elected a new commander and quickly prepared for battle. About seventy Tatars rushed to the place where Turushi died, dismounted, and formed a formation and started shooting.

The other thirty Tatars were divided into three teams, riding horses and holding bows to protect the two wings and the rear to prevent the remaining Ming soldiers from launching sneak attacks from the flanks and rear.

Li Hao was about ten steps away from the Bayala army formation at this time. Within ten steps was an excellent range for Qing bow shooting, and even an iron-wrapped shield could be easily penetrated.

Although he was wearing a custom-made set of thick lamellar armor, he did not dare to approach the rain of arrows shot by a hundred Bayalas. So he lowered his head and leaned over the horse's back, kicking the horse's belly hard, hoping that this beast captured from the Tartar scouts would give some strength and rush to the front of the Tartar formation before the second round of arrows was fired.

Unfortunately, his expectations were dashed.

Dozens of beryllium arrows pierced the warhorse's body, causing this good horse to die tragically on the spot.

Li Hao knew something was wrong, so he took his feet out of the stirrups as the horse began to move.

The warhorse under his crotch knelt down and rolled sideways to the ground. General Li on the horse did not lose momentum and was thrown out directly.

He rolled on the ground, relieved the impact and stood up quickly. At this time, he was only three steps away from the army formation, and Bayala's second round of arrow rain came again.

Nearly a hundred points of health were right in front of him. Killing a Tartar would restore some health points. Li Hao chose to rush forward directly, taking two steps at a time to get in front of the Tartar.

Fortunately, the transition from the warhorse being hit by an arrow to Li Hao's charge happened too quickly, and the Tatars had no time to aim, so General Li was only hit by three arrows and did not lose much health.

Li Hao randomly broke off the exposed parts of the three beryllium arrows, then swung Cao's broadsword and started chopping.

"How dare you kill my horse!"

General Li was in a good mood. The Tartars were gathered so densely that he didn't even need to distinguish the specific positions of the Tartars around him. He just swung his knife and chopped them.

Compared with the cloth-armored bannermen, Zhajia Bayala was more powerful in chopping. To put it in more advanced terms, when chopping at these Tartars, the damping feeling from the sword was stronger.

This further aroused Li Hao's desire to conquer. If he couldn't kill with one blow, he would use two blows. If he couldn't cut through the armor, he would increase the force, making sure that every blow drew blood, and that every Tartar who could still stand around him would be hit several times, to ensure that the warhorse's death was not in vain.

"Baturu of the Bordered Yellow Banner, the Khan wants to use this man's head to sacrifice to the Great Beile. Whoever kills this man will be promoted to Niulu Ezhen!"

"The Fourth Prince has a reward. Anyone who captures Li Haotou will be rewarded with 5,000 taels of silver and a manor!"

In just a few breaths, the Ming general had already chopped down four Bayaras. Several Bashikus were afraid that their Bayaras would be afraid to fight and did not dare to step forward to kill them, so they shouted loudly for rewards from the old Khan and the Beile on duty.

The position of Niulu, the reward of five thousand taels of silver, and the wealth of a manor were a bit far away from these Bayalas, but the status brought by the position, the female Nikans that could be bought with the reward, and the bondservants that came with the manor were what these Bayalas were familiar with and strongly desired.

After calculating the value of these rewards with the things they were familiar with, the remaining Bayalas' deep desires were aroused, and they became ferocious, not holding bows, but rushing towards Li Hao with swords and guns. That was not a Ming general, that was the guarantee of their second half of life!

Desire brought enough motivation. The Bayalas came forward shouting all kinds of dirty words, with red eyes and howling.

"Good Tartar, I don't even need to move."

Although Li Hao could not understand what the Tartars on horseback outside were shouting, judging from the behavior of this group of Bayalas who kept rushing towards him to be stabbed, the content should be related to rewards.

It seems that these Jurchens have not seen how terrifying he is, and he still has a bad temper.

Li Hao decided to teach them a lesson so that they would never want to meet him in their next life.

So Cao's sword, which was flying up and down, danced even faster.

Any Tartar who appears near him will not be able to lie down without being stabbed twice.

Wu Sangui on the hill stared in amazement at his godfather General Li not far away. He had imagined how brave his godfather would be, but he didn't expect him to be so fierce.

To describe it in one word, it’s do it!
He swung his broadsword so fiercely that it was impenetrable. After chopping down all the Tartars in front of him, he turned to the next direction and continued chopping until all the Tartars in his sight fell down.

After only a few dozen breaths, Wu Sangui saw a pile of corpses at his godfather's feet. Next to the pile of corpses, the Bayalas who fought to the death were like mountain eagles surrounding a rotten corpse, climbing up from time to time to take a bite.

Then he was chopped down and fell onto the pile of corpses.

The young player was so shocked that he was speechless, and even drooled from his open mouth.

The rest of the people were not much better. Some of them had seen Li Hao chopping people with his axe yesterday, but the feeling was different. When the axe was used to chop the Tartars, they had just climbed up to the top of the city wall and he chopped them down with their heads exposed. Although it felt good to chop, the visual shock was not as strong as it is now.

Now General Li had to endure the Tartar's hacking and slashing, and after getting rid of the Tartar in front of him, he would strike back with a sword.

The attitude of exchanging life for life, knife for knife, and not caring about anything gave them goose bumps.

It seemed as if General Li's body was not his own. Even if he had to endure the hacking of the Tartars, he would hack them to death.

Several Bashkus around the battlefield were also completely shocked. One man, fighting against seventy fully armed bannermen, could actually chop them into a pile of corpses. In a short period of time, perhaps less than an incense stick, most of the seventy battle-hardened bannermen were killed.

There were about a dozen Tartars left, surrounding the pile of corpses. Although their eyes were red with anger, the fear in their hearts restrained their desire to rush forward to get the reward.

If they didn't move, Li Hao would move. He jumped off the pile of corpses with a knife in his hand, pulled out the hatchet from behind him, threw the Cao family's broadsword, which had been bent on the ground, and then rushed towards the surviving Tartars.

The result was self-evident. These dozen Tartars did not rush to Li Hao's side immediately, and now they would not put in enough effort to be hacked, so they scattered in all directions. The smart ones ran towards the horses, while the stupid ones went around the pile of corpses, hoping that they would not be caught up.

Several Bashku exchanged a few words with each other across the battlefield, and then ordered the remaining flagmen to start shooting with bows.

Cao Wenzhao, who had been observing the situation on the battlefield, understood that now was the best time for them to intervene, so he took his musket and fired at the Tatars.

The brave generals and soldiers who received the order to charge reined in their horses and headed towards the center of the battlefield. Now was the time to clean up the mess.

With a brave general like Li Hao inside and four small groups of Ming cavalry rushing over outside, even the dumbest Tatars knew that there was no chance to save the battle today, so they each used their own methods to escape from the surrounding Ming soldiers.

They even abandoned the packhorses under the hill and tried to escape first to save their lives.

After jumping off the pile of corpses, Li Hao only caught up with two Tartars, and the rest all got on their horses and fled.

Cao Daxiao, Cao Xiao, Zu Kuan, Huang Long and others only managed to stop thirteen or fourteen Tartars, surrounded them and killed them, while the remaining twenty or so fled in all directions.

As I said, it is not easy to catch twenty pigs, let alone more than twenty Tartar cavalrymen riding good horses.

After making sure that every remaining Tartar was dead, Li Hao and his companions first lit a fire, dealt with the heads, and threw the bodies into the fire.

The aroma of meat wafted out, and General Li couldn't help but sigh, "Even Li Mei said it smelled good!"

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