The wind seemed to have been sent down by God to save the Ming Dynasty. It became stronger and stronger. The fire took advantage of the wind, and the flames swallowed everything like waves.
The two fighting parties, Mingjin and Jin, were frightened by the fire. They stopped fighting in unison, opened their eyes wide, and watched in horror as the fire dragon leaped several meters high and rushed toward them.
Soon, they couldn't even open their eyes and had to keep them closed, otherwise the thick smoke would make them burst into tears.
A fire spread across several square kilometers of land, and the thick smoke rising into the night sky could be seen clearly from more than ten miles away.[
The first people to be swallowed up by the fire were not the Jin army, but hundreds of defeated soldiers who were hurriedly fleeing for their lives. When they saw the fire burning, they all panicked and ran to the areas on both sides that were not yet on fire, but that
The wind seemed to have eyes, and it connected into one with a "whoosh".
His eyebrows and hair were burnt, his eyes were covered with thick smoke, his face was extremely hot, and all he breathed was thick smoke. In the blink of an eye, he couldn't breathe.
The unlucky Ming army's defeated troops were running around like flies. Finally, they discovered that if they wanted to avoid being burned to death by the fire and choked to death by the thick smoke, the only way to survive was behind them.
Without any mobilization, thousands of Ming troops broke up and ran collectively towards Xiaoling River, running desperately. The snarling Jiannu in front of them was no longer scary, and the blazing flames behind him were the real devil.
Unfortunately, the fire started so suddenly and burned so fast that the defeated soldiers could not stay away from the fire. In the end, more than 300 Ming soldiers were swallowed up by the fire.
In the fire, they cried desperately and rolled on the ground.
The Mingjin soldiers downwind soon smelled the sudden smell of meat in the smoke, no, to be precise, it was the smell of burnt meat.
No one can defeat the power of nature. In the face of this raging fire, any resistance is in vain.
The Ming army was forced to run backwards, and the Jin army was also running backwards. Everyone hoped to stay away from this deadly flame.
There was no such thing as a deserter, there was no such thing as a pursuer, and there was no distinction between ourselves and the enemy. They were all squeezed together and ran towards the Xiaoling River desperately.
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"Ming Manzi is so cruel!"
They were about to capture the Ming army's commander, but they didn't expect that the Ming army would ignore the fact that their own troops were still resisting and set off a fire behind the formation. Damn it, God was blind, and a southwesterly wind blew!
Who can bear the strong wind blowing the fire?
Azig, who was covered in blood and beaten with ferocity, was a human being, not a god. In front of the fire, he instinctively felt fear and flinched. He did not want to be like those Ming soldiers who were burned to death by the fire and covered the ground.
He was rolling around, and he didn't want to make the same shrill screams as those Ming soldiers who were burned to death. This would make him, a big Jinbeile, lose face.
"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw quickly!"
He couldn't care about anything. If he didn't run, the fire would come over! Azig pulled the horse's head, whipped the horse hard with the whip, and ran towards Xiaoling River like crazy.
As he ran wildly, he looked back from time to time, fearing that the fire had already come over. Because he was running so awkwardly, he didn't dare to pick up the helmet when it fell off his head.
As soon as Azig ran away, his subordinates would naturally not be left behind. As for the Ming army and the unknown army, it is still important to save your own life right now![
Almost at the same moment, all the Jin troops on the south bank withdrew to the north bank, and the Xiaoling River was crowded with fleeing Jin soldiers.
Because they were eager to escape, each banner retreated in a hurry, so that two or three hundred Jin soldiers were knocked down into the river by their own family members, and were immediately trampled to death by their companions' horses. Those who were not trampled to death were because there were horses everywhere around them, so they had no chance of being trampled to death.
Unable to stand up straight, he choked to death in the river.
The soldiers of the Eight Banners had horses to run, but the infantry of the Han army could only rely on two legs. When the banners retreated frantically, Tong Yangxing thought that another Ming army was coming to kill him. He was stunned for a while, and then he realized that the fire was coming.
Already.
When they reacted, they grabbed the soldiers' horses and ran away, leaving more than 3,000 Han troops at a loss. When they reacted, they were surrounded by Eight Banners soldiers who had withdrawn. They could not move at all. The surrounded Ming army was like this.
Shi Ye took the opportunity to counterattack. Being trapped inside and outside, the Han army flag immediately collapsed and ran towards the river crying for his father and mother. He was either trampled to death by the Eight Banners' horses, or was hacked to death by the Eight Banners soldiers who were eager to escape because they were in the way.
He was killed by the Ming army behind him.
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Although the fire was set by his own family, there was no distinction between friend and foe in the face of the fire. The Jin army ran away, leaving the Ming army to bear the fire alone.
The fire was like a sea wave, spreading from far to near, step by step, without revealing an inch of space. No one could find a way out of the fire.
In sight, apart from the thick smoke and fire, there were thousands of broken soldiers turning around and running away in fear.
I thought of all the ways to die, but I didn't expect to be burned alive by the fire. Judging from the intensity of the fire, I would be choked to death even if I wasn't burned to death.
The fire was about to reach the Chinese army. Zhang Hongmo stamped his feet anxiously and shouted: "Sir, we are going to be burned to death, we are going to be burned to death!"
"Which bastard set the fire? He will have no descendants and will die a happy death!" Zhang Jifu's face turned green and he cursed the bastard who set the fire.
Everyone was scolding the bastard who set the fire, but Zhang Chun stood on the chariot and looked at the fire and laughed. I don't know what he was laughing at.
Master Bingbei just giggled. Zhang Hongmo was worried and wanted to pull Zhang Chun away. Otherwise, he would have to follow Jin Jun and run to Xiaoling River, otherwise everyone would be roasted later.
Just as he was about to pull Zhang Chun away, Yang Zhenghua suddenly shouted: "Look!"
Following Yang Zhenghua's gestures, everyone saw a Ming army on the right wing chasing after the Jin army, cutting down the Jin soldiers who fell from their horses from time to time. It looked like a victorious battle.
"It's Zuo Liangyu!"
With sharp eyes, Zhang Jifu saw at a glance that the person rushing to the front of the Ming army was Zuo Liangyu, a general under Changping Commander-in-Chief You Shiwei.
Zuo Liangyu's actions made Zhang Jifu stunned: "Is Zuo Liangyu scared out of his mind? He asked, can we really win? He even chased after Jiannu! Damn it, this kid is crazy, absolutely crazy!"
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As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chun laughed and jumped off the chariot, opened Zhang Hongmo's door and pointed towards Zuo Liangyu: "No, he is not crazy! We won and Jiannu lost!"
Tears came out of my eyes as I spoke, and I don't know whether it was because I was smiling too happily or because I was choked by the cigarette.
"Jiannu was defeated?!"
Zhang Chun's words made everyone dumbfounded. Jiannu failed, they just didn't want to be burned to death.
"Jiannu was defeated!"[
Zhang Chun seemed to really believe that Jiannu had been defeated, and hurried forward, shouting as he ran: "Jiannu has been defeated, Jiannu has been defeated, follow me and kill the enemy!"
Looking at Lord Bingbei's crazy look, Zhang Jifu murmured: "Is Lord stupid?"
Zhang Hongmo's voice came to my ears, "Jiannu has been defeated, hurry, hurry! Let's cross the river! Otherwise it will be too late!"
Not only Zhang Hongmo was shouting, but Yang Zhenghua and others were also shouting. Dong Kaiguo and other Jinyiwei were also shouting "Jiannu has been defeated."
Soon, the cheers of "Jiannu were defeated" resounded over the Xiaoling River, and all the Ming troops marched towards Xiaoling River with great morale. The fire that came in a flash behind them seemed to disappear.
On the other side of the river, Huang Taiji watched with a livid face as his cavalry crossed the river in a rout. Behind him, tens of thousands of Ming troops shouted, "Jiannu has been defeated!" and chased them.