Ma Darui stood on a high place, controlling Geng Jimao with one hand and placing it on Geng Jimao's neck with a long knife in the other hand. Seven Ming soldiers stepped forward one by one to bid farewell to Ma Darui, their faces full of sadness.

Luke Dehun stood thirty steps away, watching all this coldly.

He didn't care about the life and death of several Ming soldiers, and he didn't even care about Geng Jimao's life and death. What he was curious about was Ma Darui, a small Qian Zheng, who dared to lead thousands of Qing troops back and forth with only two hundred Ming troops, without regard for personal life and death. He valued such people, thinking that such people should be slaves and servants under his own hands, and should not appear on the cowardly Ming army.

He looked down on the Ming army, their cowardice and incompetence. But the Ming army in front of him was completely beyond his previous impression. He wanted to understand what happened in the middle, and the Ming army had such a drastic change. He wanted to surrender Ma Darui for his own use, so as to understand the Ming army and eventually defeat them. Therefore, he was not only willing to give great patience for this, but also let the insignificant Ming soldiers leave smoothly without hesitation.

Three sound arrows were launched one after another, with two long and one short sounds, which was the agreed signal that the Ming soldiers were already safe.

Lukehun turned his head and looked at it, then turned his head to Ma Darui and said, "Mr. Ma Qian, they are safe. Should you fulfill your promise?"

Ma Darui smiled and said, "Er Beile, you seem to have forgotten that I am still here! How do you plan to let me go?"

Lukedehun frowned and said, "I promised to let them go. This does not include you. I want you to surrender to my Qing Dynasty. Don't worry, after you surrender, the value you receive will definitely not be less important than being on the Ming army."

Ma Darui smiled and said, "Okay! I'm willing to surrender." As he said that, he took back the long sword placed by Geng Jimao and threw it on the ground, as if he was about to release the knife and surrender. But in a moment, his eyes became cold. His left hand suddenly slid down, holding the bow in his hand, and took out the feather arrow with his right hand. He pulled the string and pointed the bow directly at Luke Dehun.

But Lukedehun's personal guard, who had been on guard for a long time, reacted faster and took action in an instant. Ma Darui was shot into the arrow, and the feather arrow shot softly into the snow at Lukedehun's feet.

Lukedehun slapped his personal guard and shouted angrily: "Who asked you to shoot an arrow?" As he said that, he quickly stepped forward to check.

At such a short distance, thirty feather arrows were shot out one after another. Geng Jimao, who was blocking Ma Darui, was shot into a hedgehog. Ma Darui was shot into three arrows, one arrow in his arm, one arrow in his chest, and the last arrow hit his forehead, which was also the most deadly arrow.

Seeing all this, Lukede was cold all over.

Ma Darui's actions not only failed his wish, but also brought him endless trouble. He did not care about Geng Jimao's life and death, but he cared about whom Geng Jimao died. Now, Geng Zhongming, one of the two remaining kings in the Han army, was shot and killed by his own soldiers. More importantly, Ma Darui told Luke Dehun with his death that this Ming army should not be humiliated easily. For the first time, he began to doubt whether the Qing Dynasty could enter the Central Plains?

Jimu led the army to rush along the way and finally went along the Liao River to Yingkou. After sending a signal to the sky, the Ming army ships that had been waiting for a long time began to approach. The tired soldiers of the army were excited and cheered to the sky. The large ship could not get directly close to the port, but could only carry the small boat.

But just halfway through the transport, the soldiers in front of the Qing army who were pursuing had arrived. They held long swords and rode horses to continuously attack the Ming soldiers waiting on the beach.

The Ming army was exhausted, and most of them had the intention of retreating and had no intention of fighting. In the end, it was Jimu who led his own guards to step forward, which stopped the collapse of the entire army. However, as more and more Ming soldiers boarded the ship, fewer and fewer Ming army stayed on the beach, while more and more Qing troops arrived.

Han Yong ordered his subordinates to line up the ships in turn, and all the Fran machine cannons moved to one side, constantly firing guns to the shore to support the Ming army's evacuation. But even so, they still could not stop the Qing army rushing to the beach like a tide. When Gao Qi carried Jimu, covered in blood, boarded the last small boat, the remaining Ming soldiers on the shore were completely submerged.

Li Rutai rode a horse and stood on a high place to watch the battle quietly, and was filled with shock. As long as the Ming army's powerful fleet was still there, they could climb the coast of Liaodong at any point at any time and launch an attack or evacuate. To destroy Zhou Xian, they must have a navy with similar strength to him and even stronger than him.

When all the soldiers on the boat boarded the big ship, Han Yong ordered each boat to fire twelve artillery across the shore, and then slowly retreat southward. They would rest on the nearest island for a while before heading to Lushun.

Two thousand Ming cavalry entered Liaodong, and less than 600 returned. In addition to the less than 300 wounded soldiers who remained with Liu Mazi, more than 1,000 people died in battle. The loss of horses was even worse. Four thousand good horses were only more than 200 horses that were originally transported on board, and the rest were buried in the desolate Liaodong.

But their sacrifices are not worthless.

This time, the Ming army attacked Liaodong. Although the Qing Dynasty tried its best to block the news, the news spread quickly through the word of mouth of the people. While feeling excited, many people began to resist the Qing army openly and secretly. Within two months after the incident, nearly a hundred Han people of all sizes rose up in Liaodong to resist the uprising of the Qing army. Later, after the crazy suppression of the Qing army, the incident was calmed down. However, the matter was only transferred from the open to the secret, and the internal cracks were about to be huge.

However, the people's desire for Ming was getting stronger and stronger. In Gaizhou, where the Ming and Qing armies confronted each other, nearly 3,000 households left their homes and fled from Gaizhou to Fuzhou in less than two months. The escape of a large number of people not only affected the labor force of the Qing Dynasty, but also directly affected the morale and combat effectiveness of the Qing army.

For this reason, the Qing army also set up countless forts on the southern side of Gaizhou to monitor the fleeing people and impose the most severe punishment on the people they caught. But even so, many people still crossed the obstacles to go to Ming.

When Huang Fei saw that the people were willing to do so, he sent light cavalry to continue to go north. He attacked the Qing army from any place that could break through, either destroying its trestles, burning its food and grass, or destroying its seedlings. The land was originally fertile, and not only could it be self-sufficient, but it could even supply Gaizhou in other places to become ruined. The Qing Dynasty even needed to transfer grain from other places to support the army stationed in Gaizhou.
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