Kesketten suffered heavy damage in succession and instinctively let go of one hand to block it. Li Ruzhang seized the opportunity and moved Kesketten's big hand away.

Kesketeng shouted and held Li Ruzhang's hand holding the knife, trying desperately to snatch it. Li Ruzhang suddenly raised his body and bit the other person's neck.

Kesketeng screamed, no longer caring about the steel knife. At the same time, he pushed Li Ruzhang with all his strength.

Li Ruzhang felt that he had bitten something, and when he was pushed away, he spitted the flesh and blood in his mouth towards Kesketeng's face.

Blood smacked Ksketten's face, and his eyes were red and he couldn't see anything clearly. While his feet retreated quickly, he reached out to wipe his eyes.

Kesketten took a few steps back. As soon as he saw what was in front of him, a cold light flashed in front of him. Then Kesketten felt that he was flying, and it seemed that he had seen the hateful Han man and his headless corpse in the air.

Finally killing this difficult enemy, Li Ruzhang discovered that he and his servants were actually surrounded by the Mongols.

"Major General! The general asked us to stop chasing and move closer to the army!" Old Pan led a war horse to Li Ruzhang and said.

Li Ruzhang jumped onto the war horse and found out that when he was fighting with Kesketeng, the Mongolians had moved. Except for the 10,000 team under Dazhang, they all pressed onto the battlefield.

The Liaodong Army also changed, no longer blindly defending and pressed towards the battlefield. The real decisive battle suddenly broke out, which made Li Ruzhang somewhat unexpected.

They were all the heavy armored cavalry just now, and they slowed down the breakthrough speed. Only then did the Mongolians have the chance to entangle the most elite servants of the Liaodong Army.

The servants were the foundation of the Liaodong Army. His father Li Chengliang could not see the servants being wiped out. He had no other way except to launch a decisive battle.

Those heavy cavalry were Bu Boyan's trump cards. In order to retain the elite of the Liaodong Army, he could bet on everything.

If he fails in this battle, he will have no chance to make a comeback. But if he wins the bet, more than 100,000 people will fight with 50,000 Liaodong Army. Even if he cannot win a complete victory, he will still be able to defeat the Liaodong Army.

Looking at the Liaodong Army that was in a tough battle, Li Ruzhang pointed at Bu Boyan's big flag with a knife and shouted: "The general has an order to let us retreat, but I, Li Ruzhang, can't do it if I escaped in shame.

If the Mongolian Tartars want to fight to the decisive battle, then fight them! Our Liaodong men have never been afraid of any enemies, and they cannot afford to escape!

Targeting the Mongolian flag, I cut down Bu Boyan, the old fox, with this general. Do you dare?"

"dare!"

The remaining thousands of servants responded in unison, not only not moving closer to the Liaodong army, but instead rushed towards the Mongolian flag.

Bu Boyan soon discovered the changes of the servants and gave an order slightly raised his mouth. A team of soldiers stood in front of the servants, causing the servants to pay a huge price for every step forward!

"Major General! There are too many Mongolian Tartars, so I can't kill them!" Old Pan looked at the robe that was trapped in a hard battle and couldn't help but remind him.

Li Ruzhang was also very anxious, but he did not turn back when he opened his bow. They had already penetrated too far into the Mongolian military formation, and it was too late to turn back at this time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of cannons came from a distance, and more than a dozen shells fell into the dense Mongolian military formation. Although one shell almost hit the servants in the team, the servants were still in a state of energy. If the cannons opened the way, there might not be no hope of breaking through the Mongolian defense line.

Just as the servants were excited and were about to rush forward, they suddenly saw the Mongolian flag moving and slowly moving towards the battlefield.

The big flag represents the Mongolian Khan Bu Boyan. His joining the battle made the Mongolian people very excited. Even if they were bombarded by artillery, they did not retreat any more.

In the anxious battlefield, the Liaodong Army led by Li Chengliang was able to maintain its defensive formation. Although it was besieged by Mongolian cavalry, it could barely endure.

On the contrary, the servants who rushed forward seemed in danger when they were trapped in a siege. Although the servants were not afraid of death, the disadvantage of the number of people made them more and more passive.

Especially if they cannot exert their speed advantage, they will fall into a hard battle. Many servants take the initiative to fight the horses in the world and rush forward on foot, but they cannot move forward no matter how hard they try.

Bu Boyan had a loving smile on his face, and he seemed out of place with the bloody battlefield.

"Little Lin Dan! This is the battlefield. The men on our grassland are born to be the best warriors. As long as they can gather them together, they will tear up any enemy.

The mission of our royal family is to be their leader, lead them to defeat one enemy after another, and achieve brilliant victory!

The overall situation of this battle has been decided. The Liaodong army does not have this elite force, just like a toothless tiger. Liaodong has opened its doors to the grassland, and the rest is how to swallow this delicious fat piece of meat.

You must remember! The lowly herders cannot be fed, they must be struggling on the brink of death. Only in this way can they maintain their strongest combat power!" Bu Boyan never forgot to teach Xiaolin Dan.

Kobayashi nodded and said, "Oh Boga! I understand, just like the hungry wolf in winter is the most dangerous, the lowly herders can fight to the death in order to survive!"

"Haha! Xiao Lin Dan, you are a natural leader. My golden family blood flows in your bones. You are born to be a great knight in the world!" Bu Boyan said with a laugh.

Just as Bu Boyan instructed his grandson and the Liaodong Army was in a tough battle, a 6,000 cavalry from the Liaodong Army camp slowly ran out of the camp.

Nurhaci came to the front of the team, pointed his knife at the battlefield in the distance, and shouted loudly: "The warriors of the Jurchen tribe! We followed the orders of the Marquis to come to the grassland, not the guards who transported goods, nor were we who guarded the camp!

We must make achievements on the battlefield, cut off the heads of the Mongolian Tartars in exchange for our grassland!

Now everything is in front of us, and all we have to do is to collect it with a knife!

For the honor of the Jurchens and for the inexhaustible wealth, kill!"

Six thousand half-body armored Jurchen cavalry, holding weapons, burst into shouts in unison, and followed Nurhaci to fight towards the Mongolian flag.

The sudden cavalryman scared Bu Boyan. When he saw clearly that only six thousand people were rushing over, he felt relieved.

There were tens of thousands of cavalry guarding him, and the doubled gap in force made him feel confident. He waved his hand and immediately met the Jurchens.

In Bu Boyan's opinion, as long as he blocks the sudden emergence of cavalry and perseveres until he eliminates the elite Liaodong army, he will win this battle.

The elite troops of the Mongolian royal court were left behind, which were no less than the trapped Liaodong army servants.

At fifty steps apart, the Mongolian cavalry took the lead in shooting an arrow. Although the Jurchen cavalry was wearing plate armor, many people were still dismissed.

Before the Mongolians could shoot the second round of arrows, the Jurchen cavalry drew their guns and pulled the trigger at the Mongolian cavalry.
Chapter completed!