"The thieves are defeated, the thieves are defeated!"
Seeing that Guan Ning's army was in full retreat, the Qing army suddenly burst into cheers. The first to cheer were the Qing soldiers with the Han military flag. They spoke in a familiar Chinese language and waved their swords and firecrackers in joy.
Endless.【】.
Is there any thing in the world that can compare to killing each other between flesh and blood? What kind of shame can be compared to taking the heads of compatriots to ask for merit from a foreign race without feeling ashamed?
Nothing is more tragic than knowing!
"Kill!"
Beating up a drowned dog is a very satisfying and easy job. It doesn't take much effort and you don't have to worry about being frightened. Just follow behind and chop. A group of clan members followed behind the army but never found a chance to show off. Now they are full of energy. Don't kiss anyone who is showing off his teeth and claws.
The slaves protected him, as if they were afraid that they would not be able to grab him, they all galloped like arrows from the string, showing off their power, and everywhere they passed was covered with blood.
The disciples of the clan worked so hard, but they suffered a lot from the Eight Banners generals and imperial guards. The thieves were defeated, but there were still more than ten thousand troops. Rabbits bite people when they are anxious, let alone these rebellious thieves. Ordinary soldiers
If you die, you will die, but these men are all life-threatening treasures, and there is no room for them to go on errands. Fortunately, the thieves are gone, and most of them are just trying to escape for their lives. A few brave ones are unable to support themselves, and they will soon die.
The slain army was overwhelmed, and at a glance, they were all Eight Banners soldiers marching forward bravely. The traitor soldiers were like the sun fading over the west mountain, and they no longer had the strength to fight back.
The rest is butchering like a melon!
Looking at the world, the soldiers belonging to our Eight Banners still have internal enemies!
"You bastard, die!"
With a quick dash, he jumped over a trench that was not very wide. The war horse rushed forward from a thief. Lerchi didn't do anything either. He hit back with a horizontal chop. With a scream of "uh", a thief
The soldier's head flew backwards. What was surprising was that the body of the soldier who had lost his head was still flying forward until he was seven or eight feet away before he suddenly fell down.
"Eighteen!"
Looking proudly at Xibao who followed him, Lerqi's face was full of pride.
Glancing at the leader of the thieves who fell to the ground, Xibao smiled slightly and ignored Lerqi. He raised his whip and shouted "Drive". The young horse jumped over Lerqi in the blink of an eye. "You can't win."
Me, I’m eighteen too!”
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"The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty and the Pass of Han Dynasty, the rolling Yellow River and the blue sky, the strong men with iron horses and the swords of the generals, the banners rolled out of Chang'an. The daughters are soft-hearted and the men are brave, the waves are full of blood and sweat, the deserts are far away, and the rivers and lakes are far away, and heavy rains and thunders are like rocks..."
When shouts of death and screams spread, a neat song suddenly came from behind the bandit army camp. When the song came, the fleeing Guan Ning soldiers seemed to be enchanted and stopped in their tracks, and the chasing Qing soldiers
The army was also attracted by the singing, and unconsciously headed in the direction of the singing. Even the Rakshasa soldiers, Fusang soldiers, Korean soldiers and the young civilians who did not understand Chinese songs stopped running without knowing it.
Steps, stand on tiptoe and look towards the direction where the singing is coming...
"What are the thieves singing?" Qing soldiers asked each other
The sharp-eyed Qing soldiers came to see who was singing. They were a group of wounded soldiers, either lying on stretchers, being supported by their companions, or holding up a spear. The singing sounded loudly from their mouths,
Even though the singing would touch their wounds and cause them great pain, they still sang their military song to the sky regardless.
At first, there were more than a hundred people, and then more and more people gathered around. After a while, there were thousands of Guan Ning soldiers gathered there. In the distance, more and more Guan Ning soldiers were moving towards the direction of the singing.
go.
The loud and deep military song was like the morning star guiding people forward in the dark night, pointing out a direction for the fleeing soldiers.
Don't you call me clothes? I share the same robe with you!
What joy in life, nothing to fear in death!
"Brothers, we cannot live together, but we want to die together, so let us die vigorously!"
The fire was raging, and the remnants of the Guards Division and the remnants of the Vanguard Division gathered into the medical team, densely packed at the end of the defense line.
We have retreated, and now we just want to die happily and have someone to support us.
Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma between loyalty and filial piety!
Thousands of Guan Ning soldiers who were descendants of Ming Dynasty military guards hugged each other, choked and burst into tears. Most of them were very young. They didn't want to die. They also wanted to return to their hometown with the unfulfilled wishes of their ancestors.
Go, but now, they have to die.
Maybe death is a kind of relief.
Farewell, mother; farewell, little sister; father, please take care. My son will no longer be able to fulfill his filial piety in front of his parents' knees, but can only pray for his parents' safety in the starry sky.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
There are only Guan Ning soldiers who died in battle, and Guan Ning soldiers who surrendered without mercy!
"Do the thieves want to defeat them to death?"
Putting down the telescope, Kangxi smiled triumphantly, "It's a pity that the fish won't break even if it dies. Come here!"
"The slave is here!"
"Send orders to all the troops to kill all the traitors. I don't want any prisoners!"
"twitter!"
"Woo!"
The horn sounded again, and the Qing army's attack began again.
Spears were like a forest, banners were flying, and 60,000 cavalry moved forward slowly and unhurriedly. The Qing army was not in a hurry to rush forward and eliminate the last bandit soldiers, because they knew that these bandit soldiers had already embraced the enemy.
At this time, they must not rush forward to fight as they wish. Instead, they should advance slowly and torture them slowly until the last bit of courage they muster is exhausted. At that time, it will be a one-sided massacre.
"General Hu, I have ordered all the files to be burned down."
After saying something lightly, Guo Pu walked to Hu Wang resolutely. On the ground not far from his left hand, there was a long knife discarded. He stepped forward and bent down to pick up the long knife gently.
Then a strange smile appeared on his face, but he never said a word again, only looking coldly at the approaching Qing army.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
As if they couldn't wait any longer, the Qing army's war drums also started beating.
"Come on!"
Tens of thousands of Qing infantrymen let out an explosive shout, spread their legs and charged.
"Woo!"
Strangely, a burst of horn sound suddenly came from the sky. This sudden horn sound stopped the formation of the Qing army that was making the final blow.
What's going on? Who's blowing the trumpet?
The generals turned their heads and went back, but did not see any new flags from the imperial camp. However, there was a commotion among the rebel soldiers on the opposite side, and strange smiles suddenly appeared on the faces of some officers.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
While they were whispering to each other, the familiar sound of gunfire came again, but this time, all the Qing soldiers were stunned because they heard the sound like frying soybeans without stopping for a moment. To the northwest
It was like a strong wind blowing from the plains, and the dense lead shot wildly at the Qing army. At a speed that was simply unimaginable, the Qing army was like cutting wheat. Large areas were swept to the ground, and every Qing soldier who fell was covered with wounds.
There are countless bloody holes.
A bright red military flag with the word "Guan Ning" suddenly appeared. Under the flag of Guan Ning's army, more than 10,000 men stepped forward. At the front of them, hundreds of pipa-like fire guns sprayed out flames passionately.