A white-robed young general in silver armor was very brave.

He led a small detachment with a silver spear and slaughtered into the Eastern Capture Tartar formation.

The silver spears flew up and down, and there were constant Tartars being picked up by him or piercing through the front of the heart, and those who followed them were also brave.

While attacking the Eastern Tartars, they cut off the heads of the fallen Tartars and tied the Tartars' money rat tails to the ropes around their waists.

There are many people who already have six or seven Tartar heads hanging from their waists, and judging by their ruthlessness, they are either fighting to avenge their dead relatives or fighting for their own identity change.

Soon the young general's silver armor and white robes were stained red with blood, but they were still fighting high.

Fighting with the heads of one's own countrymen pinned to their waists was a great humiliation to the captives.

Abatai's eyes were spewing fire, and he turned around and waved his hand fiercely at the five Baturu beside him:

"A few of you, go and take off the head of that white-robed dog thief to this king, otherwise my Qing warriors will die blindly, and the firearms battalion will immediately join the battle."

"Chirp"

These five people are all burly and fierce-looking strong men, more than two feet taller than normal people, and the five giants screamed and rushed towards the white-robed young general with an axe in hand.

Many rebels surrounded them and wanted to kill them, but these five people picked up a giant axe and slashed and slashed, causing dozens of casualties among the rebels in an instant, and they couldn't stop it at all.

The five Baturu were like five bulldozers, all the way to the Korean rebels, and all the Korean rebels who stood in their way were killed by them like chopping melons and vegetables.

The white-robed young man looked back at a Baturu, and suddenly flew up, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed Baturu in the head.

Baturu didn't dodge at all, and suddenly picked up the mountain axe and smashed it on the silver spear.

"Boom ......"

A loud bang came, and the young general suddenly felt that his arm was sore, and the silver spear was almost shaken away, and his body flew upside down in the air.

Seeing that he was about to fall headfirst to the ground, he put his silver spear on the ground a little, and his body took advantage of the momentum to turn over and stand firmly, with a solemn look on his face.

As soon as he stood firm, one of his brothers, in order to cover him, was smashed on the back by Baturu with an axe and fell directly in front of him.

"Cui Kai ......"

The white-robed young man bent down to hug him, Cui Kai's mouth and nose were spurting blood, and he said intermittently:

"Stink...... Small...... Son, brother...... I can't accompany you to kill the enemy anymore, but ...... It's a pity, brother...... One tartar is missing...... Head ......"

The white-robed young general held Cui Kai tightly in his arms, looked at the seven Tartar heads hanging from his waist, and said word by word:

"Brother, don't worry, my brother will equip you with eight Tartar heads in a while."

The white-robed young general said, gently put Cui Kai on the ground, and then slowly got up, looking at Baturu opposite with cold eyes:

"The eighth Tartar head that Cui Kai needs will grow on your head, take your life."

Before the words fell, the silver spear in his hand had already pierced the chest of the Tartar Baturu, Baturu laughed wildly, and knocked the big axe out of his hand, knocking the silver spear out of the young general.

The young general's physical exertion is too great for a long time, and he is no longer Baturu's opponent in terms of strength, he does not dare to fight hard, so he can only rely on the flexibility of his body to fight with Baturu.

After five Baturu and Eastern Armed Men joined the battle, the disadvantage of the Eastern Tartars was quickly brought back, and now the Korean rebels suffered a large number of casualties.

Sun Chuanting put down the telescope in his hand and said:

"Now it's time for us to play, and the new army Protector Army will quickly enter the city to fight."

"Yes"

The city gates had already been opened, and the 30,000 Ming troops quickly entered Seoul, and with the Korean rebels as the vanguard, the Ming army easily occupied Seoul.

At this time, the young general and Baturu were still fighting, but he was already obviously at a disadvantage, not only could not get revenge on his brother, but he was also in great danger.

Seeing that his subordinates had regained the initiative, Abbas was nervous, and only then did he relax a little, and he shouted loudly to his subordinates:

"Kill, kill all these untouchables, dare to rebel against my Qing Dynasty, kill them all."

The soldiers of the Joseon Dynasty, who had fled in disarray after being beaten by the rebels, saw that there was hope for victory, and they also regained their strength and began to join the ranks of the slaughtering rebels.

At this time, the white-robed young general was once again shocked back by Baturu, and his body stumbled and fell to the ground.

Baturu walked quickly to his side, raised his axe high, and laughed proudly:

"Boy, don't you really want to cut off grandpa's head, now grandpa is here to cut off your head......"

Before he could finish speaking, the white-robed young general suddenly jumped up from the ground, and a dagger in his hand instantly stabbed into Baturu's chest.

"Poof......

Baturu's laughter stopped abruptly, his mouth opened wide and he wanted to say something, but the young general didn't give him a chance to speak.

Pull out the dagger with force, quickly make a circle around his neck, and then hold his big head with both hands and pull it out hard, and pull Baturu's big head off forcefully.

Then he walked to Cui Kai's side and tied Baturu's head around Cui Kai's waist, Cui Kai's eyes slowly closed, and the young general knelt beside Cui Kai, tears raining down.

"The kid dares to kill me in the Qing Dynasty Baturu, take your life."

When the other Baturu found that his companion had been killed, one of them rushed towards the white-robed young general, ready to avenge his companion.

The young general was weak, but he still stood up with the support of the silver gun, knowing that he was invincible now, he would definitely not take a step back.

Seeing that the big axe was chopping down, the young general had no strength to dodge, he gritted his teeth and simply stopped dodging, and the silver spear stabbed directly into Baturu's heart.

Obviously, he would rather be hacked to death, and he would rather be hacked to death than give the Eastern Tartar a heart-to-heart before he dies.

"Whoosh......"

"Puff ......"

"Plop ......"

Suddenly, there was a sound of bowstrings, and a wolf's tooth arrow pierced the temple of the Eastern Captive, and at the same time, the young general's silver spear was also inserted into the front of the Tartar, and the Tartar's body shook twice and then fell to the ground.

The young general looked back in surprise, only to see countless Ming troops rushing like a tide, led by a general with a white horse and silver spear, and a treasure carving bow in his hand.

"Brothers from North Korea, stand down, let's kill the Tartars."

The Korean rebels had long been unable to bear it, and when they saw the arrival of the Ming army, they immediately retreated.

"Bang Bang ......"

"Puff ......"

As soon as they retreated, a dense burst of gunfire rang out behind them, and countless bullets poured down on the Tartars like a torrential rain, and the Tartars fell in an instant.

The Vulcan spears of the Tartars had become ornaments at this time, and they did not have time to reload the elixir, so they were killed by the Ming army's flintlock pistols.

Liu Wenxiu is even more courageous, similar to our current blocker, one shot at the head of several eastern captives Baturu.

"Hurry up, release the arrows, release the arrows to this king!"

Seeing that the advantage they had just regained was reversed in an instant, Abatai was not good at using firearms, so they all picked up their bows and arrows at this time, preparing to shoot at the Ming army.

"Bang Bang ......"

Another burst of gunfire rang out, and the Tartar archers were again shot and killed.

A white-robed young general in silver armor was very brave. He led a small detachment with a silver spear and slaughtered into the Eastern Capture Tartar formation.

The silver spears flew up and down, and there were constant Tartars being picked up by him or piercing through the front of the heart, and those who followed them were also brave.

While attacking the Eastern Tartars, they cut off the heads of the fallen Tartars and tied the Tartars' money rat tails to the ropes around their waists.

There are many people who already have six or seven Tartar heads hanging from their waists, and judging by their ruthlessness, they are either fighting to avenge their dead relatives or fighting for their own identity change.

Soon the young general's silver armor and white robes were stained red with blood, but they were still fighting high.

Fighting with the heads of one's own countrymen pinned to their waists was a great humiliation to the captives.

Abatai's eyes were spewing fire, and he turned around and waved his hand fiercely at the five Baturu beside him:

"A few of you, go and take off the head of that white-robed dog thief to this king, otherwise my Qing warriors will die blindly, and the firearms battalion will immediately join the battle."

"Chirp"

These five people are all burly and fierce-looking strong men, more than two feet taller than normal people, and the five giants screamed and rushed towards the white-robed young general with an axe in hand.

Many rebels surrounded them and wanted to kill them, but these five people picked up a giant axe and slashed and slashed, causing dozens of casualties among the rebels in an instant, and they couldn't stop it at all.

The five Baturu were like five bulldozers, all the way to the Korean rebels, and all the Korean rebels who stood in their way were killed by them like chopping melons and vegetables.

The white-robed young man looked back at a Baturu, and suddenly flew up, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed Baturu in the head.

Baturu didn't dodge at all, and suddenly picked up the mountain axe and smashed it on the silver spear.

"Boom ......"

A loud bang came, and the young general suddenly felt that his arm was sore, and the silver spear was almost shaken away, and his body flew upside down in the air.

Seeing that he was about to fall headfirst to the ground, he put his silver spear on the ground a little, and his body took advantage of the momentum to turn over and stand firmly, with a solemn look on his face.

As soon as he stood firm, one of his brothers, in order to cover him, was smashed on the back by Baturu with an axe and fell directly in front of him.

"Cui Kai ......"

The white-robed young man bent down to hug him, Cui Kai's mouth and nose were spurting blood, and he said intermittently:

"Stink...... Small...... Son, brother...... I can't accompany you to kill the enemy anymore, but ...... It's a pity, brother...... One tartar is missing...... Head ......"

The white-robed young general held Cui Kai tightly in his arms, looked at the seven Tartar heads hanging from his waist, and said word by word:

"Brother, don't worry, my brother will equip you with eight Tartar heads in a while."

The white-robed young general said, gently put Cui Kai on the ground, and then slowly got up, looking at Baturu opposite with cold eyes:

"The eighth Tartar head that Cui Kai needs will grow on your head, take your life."

Before the words fell, the silver spear in his hand had already pierced the chest of the Tartar Baturu, Baturu laughed wildly, and knocked the big axe out of his hand, knocking the silver spear out of the young general.

The young general's physical exertion is too great for a long time, and he is no longer Baturu's opponent in terms of strength, he does not dare to fight hard, so he can only rely on the flexibility of his body to fight with Baturu.

After five Baturu and Eastern Armed Men joined the battle, the disadvantage of the Eastern Tartars was quickly brought back, and now the Korean rebels suffered a large number of casualties.

Sun Chuanting put down the telescope in his hand and said:

"Now it's time for us to play, and the new army Protector Army will quickly enter the city to fight."

"Yes"

The city gates had already been opened, and the 30,000 Ming troops quickly entered Seoul, and with the Korean rebels as the vanguard, the Ming army easily occupied Seoul.

At this time, the young general and Baturu were still fighting, but he was already obviously at a disadvantage, not only could not get revenge on his brother, but he was also in great danger.

Seeing that his subordinates had regained the initiative, Abbas was nervous, and only then did he relax a little, and he shouted loudly to his subordinates:

"Kill, kill all these untouchables, dare to rebel against my Qing Dynasty, kill them all."

The soldiers of the Joseon Dynasty, who had fled in disarray after being beaten by the rebels, saw that there was hope for victory, and they also regained their strength and began to join the ranks of the slaughtering rebels.

At this time, the white-robed young general was once again shocked back by Baturu, and his body stumbled and fell to the ground.

Baturu walked quickly to his side, raised his axe high, and laughed proudly:

"Boy, don't you really want to cut off grandpa's head, now grandpa is here to cut off your head......"

Before he could finish speaking, the white-robed young general suddenly jumped up from the ground, and a dagger in his hand instantly stabbed into Baturu's chest.

"Poof......

Baturu's laughter stopped abruptly, his mouth opened wide and he wanted to say something, but the young general didn't give him a chance to speak.

Pull out the dagger with force, quickly make a circle around his neck, and then hold his big head with both hands and pull it out hard, and pull Baturu's big head off forcefully.

Then he walked to Cui Kai's side and tied Baturu's head around Cui Kai's waist, Cui Kai's eyes slowly closed, and the young general knelt beside Cui Kai, tears raining down.

"The kid dares to kill me in the Qing Dynasty Baturu, take your life."

When the other Baturu found that his companion had been killed, one of them rushed towards the white-robed young general, ready to avenge his companion.

The young general was weak, but he still stood up with the support of the silver gun, knowing that he was invincible now, he would definitely not take a step back.

Seeing that the big axe was chopping down, the young general had no strength to dodge, he gritted his teeth and simply stopped dodging, and the silver spear stabbed directly into Baturu's heart.

Obviously, he would rather be hacked to death, and he would rather be hacked to death than give the Eastern Tartar a heart-to-heart before he dies.

"Whoosh......"

"Puff ......"

"Plop ......"

Suddenly, there was a sound of bowstrings, and a wolf's tooth arrow pierced the temple of the Eastern Captive, and at the same time, the young general's silver spear was also inserted into the front of the Tartar, and the Tartar's body shook twice and then fell to the ground.

The young general looked back in surprise, only to see countless Ming troops rushing like a tide, led by a general with a white horse and silver spear, and a treasure carving bow in his hand.

"Brothers from North Korea, stand down, let's kill the Tartars."

The Korean rebels had long been unable to bear it, and when they saw the arrival of the Ming army, they immediately retreated.

"Bang Bang ......"

"Puff ......"

As soon as they retreated, a dense burst of gunfire rang out behind them, and countless bullets poured down on the Tartars like a torrential rain, and the Tartars fell in an instant.

The Vulcan spears of the Tartars had become ornaments at this time, and they did not have time to reload the elixir, so they were killed by the Ming army's flintlock pistols.

Liu Wenxiu is even more courageous, similar to our current blocker, one shot at the head of several eastern captives Baturu.

"Hurry up, release the arrows, release the arrows to this king!"

Seeing that the advantage they had just regained was reversed in an instant, Abatai was not good at using firearms, so they all picked up their bows and arrows at this time, preparing to shoot at the Ming army.

"Bang Bang ......"

Another burst of gunfire rang out, and the Tartar archers were again shot and killed.