The Qing army came fast and left fast!

After all, for Abatai, all he needed was Shi Kefa's head, just to tell everyone in Nanjing that the reinforcements had been defeated! Wait for the city to be presented as soon as possible!

After Donglu left, Mu Wenshou only fled for dozens of miles, and withdrew from the battlefield under Huang Degong's response, but after the spies reported that Donglu did not pursue, but after crossing the river, he immediately led his son and his entourage to the battlefield to find Shi Inspector, and of course, his son.

Before the man reached the river, he heard the news from other people that his son had been killed, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man to Mu Wenshou, and immediately burst into tears.

Within a radius of several miles around the mouth of the Xijiang River, a world of death was filled with the corpses of people and horses. In addition to the more than 10,000 Ming soldiers brought out by Mu Wenshou, although most of the remaining 40,000 Ming troops were killed, nearly 20,000 Ming troops scattered and fled.

On the battlefield, Mu Wenshou collected a lot of defeated soldiers, and he was trying to find his son's corpse or Shi Kefa's corpse first. Although Shi Kefa's head was cut off, but the official robe could not be faked, looking at the corpse on the ground, Mu Wenshou's face changed uncertainly, and he said after a while.

"This is the corpse of the Overseer! Hurry up and converge! ”

……

After searching on the battlefield for almost two hours, Mu Wenshou finally found his son's body, jumped off the horse, hugged his son's body, and touched the broken gun on his son's chest, he suddenly cried loudly.

"Three, my three, you were most afraid of pain when you were a child, how painful was this shot...... My son......"

Mu Wenshou, who was crying loudly, hugged his son tightly, just like that, crying bitterly in the moonlight, Mu Guodong, who rushed to hear the news, saw the body of his third brother and jumped off the horse, he knelt on the ground, and couldn't help crying, saying.

"The third brother, the second brother is here, the second brother is here, wake up, ,......"

At that time, Mu Guodong, who was the general of Jinan in Fengsi's former camp, made the most advantageous choice, but looking at his brother's corpse at this time, how could Mu Guodong not be sad, especially when he thought that he had single-handedly sent his brother to death, he cried even more.

Some people around couldn't help but curse the court with very rude words, scolding the court for not being able to use people, and many people regretted that the third prince was too young.

"What kind of world is this, what kind of court! Xiucai, who can't fight, leads a general who can fight, if the old man leads the troops, how can the three young people ......"

"Bastard!"

A sudden roar burst out from Mu Wenshou's throat.

"You bastard, what nonsense, the superintendent repays the king with death, sacrifices his life for righteousness, is so brave and loyal, it is a model for my generation, if you talk nonsense again, I will not behead you ...... military law"

After that, Mu Wenshou tried his best to pull the broken gun from his son's chest, and then said in a deep voice.

"Second, let the body of the third child be sent back, and ...... Buried with your eldest brother......"

His eldest son, Mu Guoxi, died in battle in Dengzhou a few years ago, and now the third child is gone...... When leading the horse, Mu Wenshou hung his head, his hand tightly grasped the horse stiff, and when he walked forward, tears still slid down his cheeks......

"Zhang Fu's festival mourns!"

When he caught up with Mu Wenshou, Huang Degong looked at him and said.

"The third prince is loyal to the country, and he can be regarded as a ...... death"

"What it ......"

While roaring loudly, Mu Wenshou said loudly.

"I am innocent of tens of thousands of soldiers, and how innocent are the two million people of Nanjing...... If it weren't for ......"

The words still didn't come out at the end, Mu Wenchuan still shook his head and sighed bitterly.

"I can't do anything, I want to go back to Fengyang and guard the imperial mausoleum in the central capital, I don't know if Hushan wants to go to Nanjing, or?"

"Go to Yangzhou!"

Spit out three words, Huang Degong grinned.

"De Shizi is in Yangzhou, he is ruthless enough, and he can use soldiers, if the superintendent can have his skills, the army will not be so ,...... rout"

Looking into the distance, Huang Degong shook his head and said.

"Although we will be wiped out, the Dongyu will inevitably be greatly injured, although we can't relieve the siege of Nanjing, but we can also make Abatai dare not cross the river again...... It's a pity, it's a pity......"

"Aren't you afraid that he will kill you and take the army?"

Thinking of his worries, Mu Wen asked slowly.

"Kill me? De Shizi may be easy to kill, but why kill me, every battle, I will fight wine and fall into the enemy's formation, when will I Huang Chuangzi escape? If someone dares to escape, I will do it myself without waiting for him to do it! You say, "Why did the son of the world kill me?" As for the capture of troops? ”

Faced with this question, Huang Degong answered directly.

"I am the chief soldier of the Ming Dynasty, the soldiers are the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, he is the clan of the Ming Dynasty, since they are all of the Ming Dynasty, what is there to take and not to take!"

"Or Hushan understands, it's all from the Ming Dynasty, so why are you and me! …… It's a pity that it's too late for my brother to understand! ”

Subsequently, Mu Wenchuan said tentatively.

"That'...... If he wants to emulate the old things of Jingnan, what will happen to Hushan when the time comes? ”

Hearing this, Huang Degong's face was straight, and he said without hesitation.

"If he kills Dongyu, I will repay him, and if he makes trouble, I will definitely kill him!"

After staring at Huang Degong for a long time, Mu Wen nodded slowly.

"Okay, I'll go to Yangzhou with you!"

Of course, before going to Yangzhou, it is necessary to collect the rout, after all, in fact, only about 20,000 people were killed, most of the soldiers were scattered in the fierce battle, and when they collected the rout soldiers who fled everywhere, they really took a lot of effort, and when they gathered and buried the bodies of the fallen officers and soldiers, they were stunned to find that there were actually only more than 10,000 people killed in the battle, that is, almost 20,000 or 30,000 people were scattered in various places, and of course there must have been many captured by the Eastern Captives.

After knowing this situation, Mu Wenchuan didn't say anything for a long time, and only said after a long time.

"Today, I know why the son of De Shizi would draw ten kills and one ......"

Draw one out of ten, kill not others, but use their fear of death to fight death. Only when they are made to fear the law of martial arts, more than death, will they not retreat from the battle, and not as they are today...... Rout!

If there had not been such a rout, perhaps, the outcome of this battle at the mouth of the Xijiang River would have been completely different!

No one can sleep this night!

Not only did Mu Wenchuan and Huang Degong, who had just gone through a fierce battle, not sleep, but in order to avoid being discovered by the Dongyu, they had to move closer to Yangzhou overnight. Even Zhu Guoqiang, who finally arrived at the mouth of the river after a few days of sea voyages, couldn't sleep, his eyes were staring at "Peacock Island", and a thought flashed in his mind.

Is it now to go first on your own, or to act with the big army?

Just when this thought came to Zhu Guoqiang's heart, a small boat in "Peacock Island" saw that the fleet had returned, so it hurriedly sent a letter over, and the letter was sent by Chen Wudi.

The letter is an invincible letter, and when the letter was unfolded, Zhu Guoqiang only felt that his heart trembled slightly, and even his tone became trembling.

"Invincible ......"