"Boom!" Hundreds of muskets rang out almost simultaneously, and the Burmese, dressed in black, fell like wheat!

"Bang!" The Burmese muskets also rang out, and Ye Kai also knocked down seven or eight on his side, but compared to the losses of the Burmese, it was almost negligible!

But there is also a problem, the Burmese are defending the village, and it is impossible to capture this village in a short time without artillery just by shooting a row of guns, and if you can't capture here, you can't rescue Rama II!

"Shu Wu! There weren't many people in the stockade over there, and the so-called 3,000 elites were just old and weak soldiers, who were used by the Burmese to confuse Nguyen Van Thanh! He Yu'er was riding a pony, and the sound came before the person arrived!

Ye Kai's eyes froze, if there is no one here, then the Burmese must have used all their main forces to attack Rama II, and he must defeat the Burmese who blocked him as soon as possible, if he waits until Rama II is killed or captured, the risk he took today will be worthless!

"Defeated! Defeated! A group of Guangnan people ran back with a small shout, and these old oilmen were not screaming because they were frightened, but because they were beckoning their companions to hurry back.

Rout is also a science, we must achieve the whole army as one, everyone is defeated together, rout but not disperse, so as to minimize losses!

Now these guys who follow Ruan Phuc Ying, from top to bottom, are basically fellow villagers or even relatives, all the way from Zhongqi to Bangkok, and they have already run out of experience!

"Run! Run! Run! Run, you fuck run! Ye Kai rushed over and grabbed a big guy in Guangnan who ran the fastest, and it was a slap in the face.

"You are a bad breed of M, you ran from Zhongqi to Longqiu, you ran when Beizheng came, you ran when the Xishan thieves came, and now that the Burmese are coming, you still run, do you still have a little shame?

Lost your grandmother, lost your sisters, lost your wife and children, are you still not human? You take off your pants and let me see if you have any seeds? ”

The big guy is a flying cavalry lieutenant under Nguyen Van Thanh, which is a typical Quang Nam official position, which is both a military position and a knighthood symbolizing honor, and how many people you can manage depends on how many people you can pull.

The big guy was a little stunned by Ye Kai's slap, and just wanted to break free, Ye Kai's scolding came, and the big guy was suddenly a little scolded.

He is indeed an old oilman, although he also considers himself a loyal minister of the Ruan State Lord on weekdays, but just like Ye Kai scolded, he has either lost the battle or fled over the years, and he really has few moments worth boasting about.

"I'm fucking you, you're still running!" slapped the big guy, Ye Kai kicked over a tall thin man who had just run to him, he grabbed the tall and thin man's neck, and twisted his head to the east.

"Look at it, that side is Guangnan, when you ran, the West Mountain Thief cut off your father's head with a knife, and blasted your infant son with a hammer, and then stripped your little sister and woman to a fine light, you listen, if you don't listen, you see your little sister crying, he is crying and shouting for my brother to save me!"

"Tell me! Do you hear it? Ye Kai roared again, grabbed the tall and thin man and shook him violently, and then let go of him.

The tall and thin man who was sprayed stupidly sat on the ground in a daze, this guy Ye Kai knew, and he was one of the seven relatives who followed Zhu Wen at the beginning, so he only knew the experience of this guy.

More than 20 wives, children, parents, brothers and sisters, all died under the knife of the Xishan Dynasty, a walking corpse who lost his soul and just wanted to live!

"Zhu Wensend! You coward, I misjudged you! Ye Kai let go of the thin and tall man, and a large group of Guangnan rout soldiers ran to the front, and he saw Zhu Wensheng in the crowd, this guy's big bald head was covered with blood, and his armor was cut to tatters!

"Lao Tzu really can't imagine that Zhu Wenjie, a heroic man in Guangnan, still has a cowardly brother like you, how can you still have the face to put your brother's name in front of people?

How can you still have the face to say that you are from Mingxiang, Lao Tzu sees that you are not even as good as a Kunlun slave, and the whole family has been killed by the West Mountain thieves, how can you still have the face to run? ”

Speaking of the poisonous tongue, Ye Kai is definitely the best among everyone, and he scolded angrily, and all the Guangnan people who ran back couldn't raise their heads!

They were the Chinese army under the command of Ye Kai who went up to carry out two waves of tentative attacks, and they were also some of the most shameless veterans in the entire right battalion.

This kind of soldier has rich battlefield experience and skilled combat skills, but because of this, he is inevitably too cunning, and he is generally absolutely unwilling to fight hard!

If they can arouse their mortal heart, they are the bravest soldiers, otherwise, they will be as fierce as a dragon when they fight against the wind, once they enter the headwind situation, they will only care about themselves, Ye Kai does not have so much prestige to let them serve to death, then only the radical generals are left!

"Forget it! It's all pickled goods that have no face and no ancestors, and look at how our Tang people kill the enemy, this restoration of Guangnan, revenge and hatred can't count on you!

Zhu Wensheng, don't be surnamed Zhu in the future, you don't deserve the surname of Emperor Hongwu, remove your head, and you will be surnamed Mu in the future! Zhu Wensheng's eyes were already red, and Ye Kai had to keep stimulating him.

"Ahh Zhu Wensheng burst out with a crazy roar, an extremely painful light shot out of his eyes, Ye Kai's words seemed to strip him of his essence, he hugged his head tightly, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, he seemed to have returned to that afternoon of defeat!

"Humph! Tuji tile dog, you tens of thousands of Guangnan people can't beat thousands of our Xishan Army, what a country, what a hero, waste! "This is the messenger of the Xishan Army who came to challenge.

"They're killing! They're killing! All the Qing and Ming people in Jialong City were killed by the order of that bastard Ruan Hui, tens of thousands of people! Our parents, wives and children are dead! They're all dead! ”

A guy with long braids cried, he was a general in the braid army organized by the Qing merchant Li Cai, and Zhu Wensheng, who claimed to be a descendant of the Ming villagers, once looked down on their soft bones with braids.

This is the Battle of Gia Long a few years ago, Nguyen Hue, who broke through Gia Long City, hated the help of the Chinese for the Nguyen lord of Quang Nam, and ordered the slaughter of all the Qing and Ming people in Gia Long City, and Zhu Wensheng lost everything at that time!

"Brother! Come on! Escort the lord of the country! Come on! A soldier from Xishan who was wearing only a pair of shorts rushed to Lord Ruan's car, he took Lord Ruan's minister Zhu Wenjie as Lord Ruan, and the machete with a cold light pierced his brother Zhu Wenjie's back at once!

Zhu Wensheng's tears came out at once, after Ruan Hui slaughtered Jialong City, he was left with only this brother, and he was close by, but he couldn't save it, because he still had to protect the lord of the country, extremely humiliated and regretful, Zhu Wensheng really wanted to die immediately!

"Treasure! Slash Lord Ruan, treasure! Slash Lord Ruan! "All the Western Bandits are roaring loudly! That extremely arrogant face kept floating in front of Zhu Wensheng's eyes!

"Ye Shuwu! Lao Tzu will let you see today whether the sons of the Zhu family are cowards! ”

A line of hot tears flowed from Zhu Wensheng's eyes, and he took off his armor violently and picked up a machete from the ground.

"The third grandson of King Jingjiang Xianding, the fifth grandson of Zhu Wu, the general of Fengguo, the Ming clan, and Zhu Wensheng, a native of Mingxiang, died here today! Lao Tzu's surname Zhu is the eldest brother from Emperor Hongwu, and no one can deprive him! ”

After Zhu Wensheng finished yelling, the momentum of the whole person changed, and he carried a machete to the surrounding Guangnan soldiers, "Ben Tutong doesn't want to run anymore, if you are still a little bloody, please die with Zhu Wensheng!" ”

"Ye Shuwu! Zhu Wenjie is not my own brother, their family is just a horse dealer in our Jingjiang Palace, remember, Lao Tzu is the descendant of the eldest brother of Emperor Hongwu, King Nanchang! Zhu Wensheng roared at Ye Kai again, and took the lead towards the Burmese camp!

Ye Kai was really shocked, he thought that this guy was an ordinary Mingxiang person, but he didn't expect him to be the clan of the Jingjiang King family!

King Xianding was the eleventh king of Jingjiang, and his grandson was Zhu Hengshu, who died in Guilin with Zhang Tongchang and Qu Shiyun.

Zhu Wensheng's ancestor should be Zhu Hengshu's cousin or cousin, and he may have died in the Ming Dynasty and did not take his name, so he can only be called Fengguo General Zhu.

"Good! I can't see that you are still a nobleman, if it doesn't work out today, I, Ye Shuwu, will die with you, everyone, charge with me! Ye Kai also roared, carrying a big knife and walking side by side with Zhu Wensheng.