Chapter 226: Turning Defeat into Victory (Third Update!) Ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass! )
Killing captives to serve the country is the ideal of every Han family's son, and the soldiers of Siming Mountain are naturally no exception.
From the moment they came to Siming Mountain with their hoes and established a stronghold, they put their lives and deaths out of their stomachs.
They knew that it would not affect the overall situation, and with the mentality of killing one to earn one, killing two to earn a pair, they fought with the Green Camp Qing Army, and finally survived.
But after Zheng Chenggong captured Nanjing, everything was different.
That's the capital of Daming!
Under He Shouyi's order, Simingshan actively absorbed the fresh blood of the Qing Dynasty and gradually strengthened its strength.
Of course, training recruits is a slow process, and He Shouyi also knows that he can't help the seedlings, so he only brought some recruits with him on this expedition, and most of them still stayed in Siming Mountain!
The main force of this army is all veterans who can fight well, and they can be said to be the best in the Ming army in terms of combat power.
Under the command of He Shouyi, the Ming army advanced fiercely and the Qing army retreated.
At this moment, the battlefield is like a huge meat grinding ground, and the green battalion soldiers want to escape, but they can't escape at all if they are bitten by death.
When a person is extremely close to death, the fear is dramatically amplified.
This is the case with Qian Xiaoliu.
He watched a knife stab into his lower abdomen, and the Ming soldier twisted the handle of the knife again, Qian Xiaoliu only felt a sharp pain coming from his heart, and then fell to his knees with a thud.
He tried to pull out the hilt, but it was clearly in vain.
The Ming soldier then snatched his knife and slashed it around his neck.
"Uh-uh-uh"
Qian Xiaoliu wanted to call for help, but there was a muffled sound.
He only felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker, his body was getting colder and colder, and he didn't have any strength at all.
He collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing, and before long it was pitch black and motionless.
There are a lot of Qing soldiers like Qian Xiaoliu, and their own combat power is not outstanding, so there is no problem in fighting a tailwind battle, but the headwind pressure situation will definitely not be able to fight.
In the face of Siming Mountain, the Ming army pressed them step by step, retreating again and again.
After unremitting efforts, He Shouyi finally joined Zheng Chenggong.
Zheng Chenggong hugged He Shouyi with gratitude and said, "General He Bing, this time I really thank you." ”
He is really not polite, if it weren't for He Shouyi and his troops arriving in time, he would probably die here, let alone turn defeat into victory.
It can only be said that He Shouyi appeared just right, and he killed Zheng Chenggong when he was most powerless and needed support!
"The surname of the country is really outside when he says this. Everyone is working for the imperial court, what else do they have to share with each other? The Tartars are so arrogant, if we don't join forces to resist the enemy, will we be slaves to the country? Han family son, swear not to be a slave! ”
He Shouyi sighed: "Now is not the time to talk about this, wait until we win this battle and have a good drink!" ”
Zheng Chenggong nodded and said, "Okay, let's join forces to kill the captives together!" ”
Zheng and He joined forces, and the defeat of the Qing army was decided.
Even if Shi Lang was reluctant, he had to accept this defeat.
He's done all the hard work he needs to do, and there's no point in sticking to it any longer.
He and Guan Xiaozhong looked at each other and sighed, "Admiral Guan, let's withdraw our troops." ”
Guan Xiaozhong secretly scolded Shi Lang in his heart.
Lao Tzu thought that you could win, and after a long time, you had to withdraw your troops, so it was better to leave early.
When he arrived in Hangzhou, he must put all the responsibility on Shi Lang to protect himself.
Shi Lang naturally had the same idea, and he was going to report to the Governor, saying that because he was loyal to the enemy and did not act according to the plan, he would eventually fail.
The two of them have their own ghosts, but it is too difficult to maintain harmony when retreating.
In fact, the Qing army said that it was retreating, but in fact it was fleeing in a hurry.
In this chaotic situation, it was difficult to be orderly, and when they pushed each other, many Qing soldiers who fell were trampled to death by their companions.
Naturally, the Ming army would not give up the opportunity to pursue and kill.
The Qing soldiers who lagged behind were easily caught up and cut off their heads.
The Ming army did not waste time counting the heads at all, but killed as many Qing soldiers as possible.
Now, when you kill one more Tartar and attack Hangzhou, you can waste less effort and die fewer brothers.
The green battalion soldiers of the Qing army also completely gave up resistance and fled for their lives.
There were cries and shouts for mercy everywhere, but the Ming soldiers would not have the slightest mercy.
Not long ago, when these Qing soldiers raised their butcher knives at them, they were bent on killing them and exchanging their heads for bounty money and drinking bars?
Feng Shui takes turns, and now it's their turn to exert their power!
"Brothers, kill the captives and serve the country!"
"Reward for the deceased relatives!"
"Blood debt and blood payment!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
At this moment, they vented their anger to the fullest
After a big battle, the land was in shambles.
Looking at the corpses everywhere, Zheng Chenggong was not in a good mood.
Because although he won this battle, he broke the heart of the Iron Man Army.
Although the Iron Man Army still stood up to fight the Qing army to the death in the end, Zheng Chenggong could understand the grievances in their hearts.
But looking back, if he was given a chance, Zheng Chenggong would still do it.
was held hostage by Shi Lang and did what he said, can he save those family members?
That will only make Shi Lang inch by inch and make it even worse!
So for Zheng Chenggong, he had to make this painful decision.
Since someone must take the blame, let him Zheng Chenggong carry it.
If the soldiers want to poke the backbone, they will poke his Zheng Chenggong's backbone, and if they want to scold his mother, they will scold him Zheng Chenggong's mother.
Now that Zheng Chenggong has won the battle, he still has to face the Iron Man Army.
He ordered his armor to be removed and he lay on the ground, and each Iron Man could choose to beat him with a stick.
For a moment, the soldiers of the Iron Man Army were stunned.
The soldiers of the Iron Man Army numbered hundreds, at least. If he was beaten with hundreds of military sticks, Zheng Chenggong would definitely be killed.
Zheng Chenggong gave his life to the Iron Man Army!
After Zheng Chenggong lay down, he gave the order to start.
Everyone was silent, and the air seemed to freeze.
He Shouyi sighed and turned his head, not daring to look.
After being silent for a long time, one person finally picked up a military stick and walked behind Zheng Chenggong.
He raised the military stick high and smashed it down, and the military stick smashed on Zheng Chenggong's buttocks and legs, and Zheng Chenggong's muscles instinctively contracted and snorted.
Someone took the lead, and then the second and third people stepped forward.
Of course, there were quite a few abstentions.
In the end, there were 73 people who chose to beat the military sticks, which means that Zheng Chenggong received 73 sticks, which was more than the last time he was in Nanjing.
After the execution, Zheng Chenggong endured severe pain and said that if the soldiers of the Iron Man Army no longer wanted to join the army and could choose to quit, Zheng Chenggong could provide them with entanglement.
To Zheng Chenggong's surprise, no one stood up.
"There is a debtor and a master, and we will follow His Highness to kill the Tartars!"