They still had at least 80 kilometers to escape to the Bay of St. Lawrence, but now the Ming cavalry was biting them to the death, and continued to shoot a large number of his soldiers, and as the soldiers were shot in large numbers, the morale of the soldiers had completely fallen to the bottom.

"Damn!" The Marquis of Orlang gritted his teeth.

He now has only two choices, one is to order the whole army to stop and fight a decisive battle with the 3,000 Ming cavalry, defeat the 3,000 Ming cavalry and then continue to escape, and the other is to keep running away regardless of the pursuit and attack of the Ming cavalry.

Don't look at the pursuing Ming cavalry only 3,000 people, but the Marquis of Orlang knows that there must be more Ming troops coming in the future, once they stop and fight with the 3,000 Ming cavalry, it won't be long before more Ming troops catch up, and they are still four ways and one way.

Regardless of the continuous attacks of the 3,000 Ming cavalry and the continued escape, they may not last more than an hour before they are all shot by the Ming cavalry.

Both options are clearly dead-end.

Soon, when thousands of French soldiers were shot and killed by the Ming cavalry on both sides, the Marquis of Orlang couldn't hold back any longer, and if he continued to flee like this and let the Ming army follow and attack on both sides, they would really all be shot.

"The Ming army's muskets have too long a range, they can't be allowed to attack like this, they must be defeated first!" Marquis Orlang roared with a hideous face.

They now have less than 15,000 soldiers left, and as the Ming cavalry continues to shoot on both sides, they are still losing more soldiers at a very fast rate, even if they may be overtaken by more Ming troops in the future, they must now stop and resist.

"The whole army stops, lines up, and defeats these armies of the Ming Empire!" The Marquis of Orlang ordered loudly.

Less than 15,000 French colonial soldiers immediately formed a circular three-stage defensive formation, and their flints were pointed at the Ming cavalry more than 100 meters away.

"Bang bang bang -----" There are French soldiers in the first column shooting.

Lead bullets were fired, but unfortunately the range of the French flint guns was insufficient, and they could not hurt any Ming cavalry at all.

The Ming cavalry was too shrewd, instigating the war horses to constantly rotate around the range of the French flints, and at the same time constantly using rifles, relying on the absolute range advantage to shoot and kill the French soldiers who stopped to resist.

Just now, when the French soldiers were still fleeing, the formation was relatively scattered, and only about 100 people died in each breath, but now as soon as they stopped to form a three-stage strike formation, the bullets of the Ming army could even penetrate the body of a French soldier and injure the body of the French soldier behind, and the casualties of the French army increased exponentially. On average, no less than two hundred French soldiers were shot for every breath.

Soon, the French soldiers were shot and killed by another 2,000 soldiers, and the remaining 12,000 French soldiers were pale and their pupils were full of fear, and they could not see the hope of defeating the Ming army, and the more desperate they became.

The commander of the French army, the Marquis d'Orland, was also becoming more and more desperate, but the Marquis of Orrand was not reconciled.

"Attack!" The Marquis of Orrand yelled and ordered the remaining French soldiers to take the initiative to attack the Ming cavalry around them.

Since the defense could only be shot by the Ming cavalry relying on the advantage of range, then only the attack could turn defeat into victory.

However, in this short period of time, the French soldiers paid nearly a thousand casualties.

There were less than 12,000 French soldiers who gritted their teeth with fear, forming one after another three-stage strike phalanx and taking the initiative to attack the Ming cavalry around them.

"Hey, want to fight back? How can it be so cheap! Feng Houdun smiled sarcastically.

Sure enough, the French soldiers took the initiative to attack, wanting to take the initiative to step forward and bring the Ming cavalry outside their range into range, so as to get rid of the Ming army, which could only be slaughtered by the Ming army from a distance.

It's a pity that the Ming cavalry is not as good as they think, so that the flint guns of the French soldiers can hit them.

The French soldiers attacked forward, and the Ming cavalry also controlled the war horses to keep retreating, always keeping themselves out of the range of the French flints, relying on the absolute range advantage of the rifles in their hands, and continuing to slaughter the French soldiers one-sidedly.

No matter how fast the French soldiers attacked, the Ming cavalry on their horses could retreat faster, and they still remained out of the range of the French flints, constantly shooting French soldiers with rifles.

"Poof! Burst! Poof----- "Dense bullets pierced the bodies of one French soldier after another, and a large number of French soldiers were shot and killed at every moment.

The French army took the initiative to attack for only a few minutes, and advanced less than 200 meters, but paid 3,000 casualties, so that the number of remaining French troops was not even 9,000, and such casualties were frightening and desperate.

The French soldiers gradually lost all confidence in resistance and were about to collapse.

"Nope! My God! Why don't you bless the army of our war Ming Empire! The Marquis of Orlang roared in despair.

There is no doubt that such a rapid casualty and such a one-sided massacre, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even he could not see any hope of defeating the Ming army at all, this is complete despair.

"Can we only surrender to the army of the Ming Empire?" Marquis Orlang's eyes were red, and he said unwillingly.

At this moment, several hundred more French soldiers were killed, and the number of French troops even dropped to less than 8,000.

It's too terrifying for the Ming army to defeat!

The will of some French soldiers was completely broken, and they gave up their slaughter-like three-stage formation in fear, gave up continuing to attack the Ming cavalry, which was always out of range of their flints, and began to flee in all directions with screams.

However, they were surrounded by wandering Ming cavalry, and the French soldiers who had collapsed and scattered could not escape, and could only face the slaughter of the Ming cavalry.

"Smack! Syllable! Smack-----"

"Poof! Burst! Poof----- "Blood mist burst out from behind the struck French soldiers, and the struck French soldiers fell with fear in their eyes.

Some of the French soldiers knelt down and raised their hands in surrender.

It's a pity that the bullets of the Ming cavalry are not long-sighted, and even if they don't deliberately shoot them, many French soldiers who surrendered on their knees were killed.

"Run! Flee to the southeast! God will bless us! The Marquis of Orrand yelled frantically.

Even if the Marquis of Orlang was desperate, he was still unwilling to surrender to the Ming army like this.

As the governor of the French colony of Canada, the commander of the Canadian army, and the commander of tens of thousands of French soldiers, he has his own pride, and he knows the fate of being a prisoner, he would rather die than be a miserable prisoner.

The Marquis of Orlang and the last remaining 6,000 French soldiers completely gave up the active attack on the Ming cavalry, and fled in the southeast direction ordered by the Marquis of Orlang.

"God! You will surely bless me Marquis d'Orlan! The Marquis of Orlang roared in his heart with a hideous face.

In fact, the southeast direction is not somewhere, but where the Ottawa River is located.

The Ottawa River leads to the coastal St. Lawrence Bay, where the French warships and fleets are located, and when the Marquis of Orrand and his French army abandon the city of Ottawa, they have actually fled along the Ottawa River all the way to the coastal St. Lawrence Bay.

The Marquis of Orrand could not have fled to St. Lawrence on the coast before the Ming army had completely killed the last remaining 6,000 soldiers under his command, but he could have gambled that when he rushed to the Ottawa River, their French ships happened to pass by.

The Ottawa River is not wide, and although it cannot accommodate large ocean-going warships, some small and medium-sized transport ships can indeed pass at will.

"Run! Run! "The Marquis of Orrand and less than six thousand French soldiers fled for their lives.

Feng Houdun and other 3,000 Ming cavalry always hung dead behind them, constantly killing the fleeing French soldiers such as the Marquis of Orlan.

Soon, more than 1,000 French soldiers were shot and killed in the process, leaving less than 5,000 French soldiers.

The will of the remaining French soldiers has already collapsed, and they fled with the Marquis of Orlan, but they only subconsciously obeyed the order, and when they fled now and were still inevitably shot by the Ming cavalry, some French soldiers suddenly threw away their weapons while running, stopped running, and surrendered on their knees.

For these French soldiers who 'fell behind' and surrendered, the pursuing Ming cavalry stopped shooting at them, crossed them, and continued to pursue the fleeing Marquis of Orlang and the rest of the French soldiers.

There were more and more French soldiers who fell behind and surrendered, and with the French soldiers who were constantly shot by the Ming cavalry, there were soon less than 2,000 French soldiers who fled with the Marquis of Orlan.

"Huh! This French commander is really not giving up! Feng Houdun shot another French soldier himself, and sneered at the Marquis of Orlang, who still did not give up and continued to run, and the remaining less than two thousand French soldiers.

This is like cat and mouse, Feng Houdun is not in a hurry, he does not believe that the Marquis of Orlang can hold out for long with less than 2,000 French soldiers.

In fact, the Marquis of Orrand looked at the fewer and fewer French soldiers around him, he had fallen into a state of semi-madness, and he was unwilling to be a prisoner, so even if there were less than 2,000 French soldiers around him, he still did not give up and continued to flee.

Finally, he saw the surface of the Ottawa River.

The goal of his bet, the Ottawa River, has finally arrived.

Finally, he saw two French-flagged transport ships on the Ottawa River.

"Hahahaha, God forbid! There really is my French ship! The Marquis of Orlang laughed excitedly, as long as he could escape from the boat, and the Ming cavalry could not chase into the river, he would be able to get rid of the pursuit of the Ming cavalry.

The Marquis of Orland and some French soldiers kept waving the only remaining French flag while shouting.

The Frenchman on two French transport ships on the river saw the Marquis d'Orlan, and luckily someone knew him.

Faced with the call of the Marquis of Orlan, the two French transport ships immediately approached the shore without hesitation.

"Hahahaha, we have hope! There is hope! Seeing that the ship was approaching, the Marquis of Orrand kept laughing wildly, like a desperate man, suddenly seeing a life-saving straw.

"Smack! Syllable! Smack----"

"Ahh------hh

Even, a French soldier leaning on the Marquis of Orrand was shot through the chest by a bullet, reminding the Marquis of Orlang that he was likely to be shot by the Ming cavalry behind him before the ship could make it to the shore.

"Quick! Captain! You take some of your soldiers to fight back against those damned Ming cavalry! The Marquis of Orrand yelled at a French general beside him, hoping that he would lead some French soldiers to counterattack the Ming cavalry behind him, buying them enough time to wait for the ships to dock.

The French captain was full of fear, but he did not refuse the order of the Marquis of Orr, and by this time the number of French soldiers had dropped to a thousand.

Moreover, it seems that the Marquis of Orlan, waiting for the two French ships on the river to dock and escape, suddenly intensified the attack, and the bullets fired at the French soldiers became more and more dense.

Blood stained the entire river beach.

"Attack! Stop the Ming cavalry! The French captain and about 200 French soldiers took the initiative to counterattack the Ming cavalry that kept shooting at them behind them, intending to buy time for the Marquis of Orlan.

However, the bullets of the Ming army were too dense, and the two hundred French soldiers had just formed a formation, and before they even had time to attack, most of them were shot and killed by the Ming army several times, including the French captain, who was also hit by five bullets in a row, and he did not blink an eye.

"Poof! Burst! Poof----- "One French soldier after another was knocked down and shot!"

Eight hundred! Seven hundred! 600 -----

The French soldiers around the Marquis of Orrand decreased extremely quickly, and it seemed that the next bullet would hit the Marquis of Orland, and the breath of death completely enveloped all the French soldiers, including the Marquis of Orland.

Five hundred! Four hundred! 300 -----

"Poof! Poof---- "Two French soldiers beside the Marquis of Orrand were shot dead one after another!"

The Marquis of Orlang's eyes were red and full of madness.

"Bang!" Finally, one of the ships came to shore!

The Marquis d'Orand and the remaining less than two hundred French soldiers rushed towards the two French ships that were docking.

The Marquis of Orrand and the remaining French soldiers climbed the ladder towards the ship.

"Poof! Burst! "During the climb, many French soldiers were shot and killed in the middle of the climb and fell into the river.

"Poof! Yes! The Marquis of Orrand was also shot in the shoulder, and a mist of blood burst out of his chest.

Fortunately, the hull of the ship was not very high, and the Marquis of Orrand gritted his teeth, turned over, and finally overturned the ship.

Some of the French soldiers also overturned onto the hull.

10, 20----

Eventually, no less than twenty French soldiers had successfully boarded the ship. However, many more French soldiers were shot and killed as they tried to climb aboard, and there were fewer than fifty surviving French soldiers who did not get on board.

"Whoa! Rushing! "There were also Ming cavalrymen riding their horses on the river beach and running towards the two ships, trying to prevent the Marquis of Orlang from escaping by boats.

"Get out of the boat! Get out of here! The Marquis of Orrand yelled frantically.

Under the orders of the Marquis of Orlan, and under the threat of the Ming cavalry, the two French ships left the shore and headed for the middle of the river without waiting for all the remaining French soldiers to board.

"No!" The remaining dozen or so French soldiers, who had not had time to board the ship, shouted in despair.

"Poof! Burst! "However, they were soon killed by the heavy bullets fired by the Ming cavalry, and their bodies overturned into the river, staining large areas ------of the river red.

At the same time, the two French ships crossed 30 meters from the shore and gradually distanced themselves from the Ming cavalry that had reached the shore.

The Ming cavalry, who rushed to the river, kept firing at the two French ships.

Bullets hit the wooden hull, pierced the planks, and sawdust flew! Some of the French soldiers who were hiding behind the planks were shot.

The French sailors on the two ships desperately steered the ships far from the shore, away from the rifle threat of the Ming cavalry.

Rifle bullets could pierce the planks of the ship, but they could not destroy the entire ship, and the two French ships were seen farther and farther from the shore, forty meters away-------

The Ariake cavalry gave up shooting with their rifles, pulled out their grenades and threw them at the two ships.

In total, no less than a dozen grenades.

The "Boom Boom Boom ——-" grenades exploded on the surface of the river, blowing up columns of river water, and two grenades even exploded against the hull of the ship, but they did not explode directly on the hull of the ship, and still could not destroy the two ships.

Sixty meters, seventy meters----- gradually, as the ships gradually sailed to the middle of the river, far from the shore, the grenades thrown by the Ming cavalry could not threaten the two French ships.

The unwilling Ming soldiers changed their rifles and continued to shoot at the two ships!

Although the range was sufficient, the bullets continued to pierce the planks of the ship and hit the sawdust on the ship, but unfortunately it was impossible to sink the two French ships on this basis.

On the shore, Feng Houdun rode on his war horse and watched with an ugly look as two French ships fled carrying the Marquis of Orlan, the commander of the French army.

Unexpectedly, he was careless and let the French commander escape their pursuit in this way.

"It's a pity! It's a pity that they didn't carry cannons, otherwise they would have sunk two French ships! Feng Houdun said with a gloomy face.

Although it is said that the French army that followed the Marquis of Orrand was almost completely wiped out, and at most more than 20 French soldiers were able to board the ship and escape with the Marquis of Orland, but it was not perfect to catch or kill the French commander of Orlan, after all!

Since it was impossible to sink the two French ships on the river with a rifle, there was no need to continue to waste bullets, and under Feng Houdun's order, the Ming cavalry gave up shooting at the two French ships.

The two French ships also continued to sail downstream along the river, increasing the distance between them and the Ming cavalry on the shore.

When completely out of the threat of the Ming cavalry.

The Marquis of Orrand rose from the deck and laughed maniacally, despite the bleeding from the wound on his arm.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha-----! God blessed me Marquis of Orlang after all, and the Ming army was not able to kill me! I escaped! Thank God, thank God! Hahahaha----- "Marquis Orlang escaped from despair, and he couldn't stop laughing, as if he wanted to vent all his fear of the Ming army and the despair just now.

After laughing wildly, the Marquis of Orrand suddenly couldn't stop laughing when he saw the only twenty or so French soldiers left around him.

Although these 20 or so French soldiers also had a lot of excitement on their faces because they escaped the pursuit, they still couldn't hide their paleness, and they were chased and killed by the Ming army just now, and their fear filled their hearts.

The Marquis of Orlan's face was paler than these French soldiers, and it was getting paler and paler!

Not only because of the inlight injuries left by the bullets of the Ming army, but also because he realized that there were only about twenty surviving soldiers left around him.

He fled from Ottawa City with 20,000 soldiers, but in the end, only these few more than 20 soldiers escaped with him from the Ming army, which was no different from the annihilation of the entire army!

"Ah----, Ming Empire! I, the Marquis of Orland, will not be reconciled! The roar of the Marquis of Orlang enveloped the whole ship, like a mad man, although he finally escaped the pursuit of the Ming army, but such losses were heavy, and he himself was extremely embarrassed.

It's miserable! Unwilling!

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