Twenty meters away from Hao Yongzhong, more than a dozen Qing army blood gourds rolled on the ground and wailed, and Li Jin, who was so frenzied, stepped over the enemy's body with red eyes and rushed over with a roar.

At this moment, Tianlang, Hao Yongzhong and Li Jin were excited in the bloody atmosphere, and the Ming army as a whole was pushed to a climax, they would be divided, and they would be in the heart of the enemy.

"Kill, keep killing!" Tianlang roared with mace, and it was their wildness and ruthlessness that pushed the enemy into the abyss of despair.

Seeing that the frontal and flank men and horses of the Ming army had joined forces in the middle of the Qing army, the men and horses of King Sanshun knew that it was difficult to win this battle.

Some of the Qing soldiers stretched out their heads and began to retreat quietly, and if they escaped and were discovered by Shangguan, they began to run wildly.

"Stop, come back, kill those who escape!"

Shangguan shouted by the neck, but the deserters had already begun to unload their armor while running.

Take off your armor, it's a civilian, there are many mountains around, who else do you kill when you get in?

The guerrilla general who wanted to stop Tianlang was cut down by Tianlang twice, and one was fighting against Tianlang, Tianlang was just about to use the knife again, and suddenly felt a big foot sticking out from his armpit.

Tianlang was startled, turned his head sideways, and saw a manic figure jumping into the ranks of the Qing army in front of him, and then swept at the Qing army with a sword.

Seeing clearly who that person was, why the breath was steaming on his face, he still had a pair of blood-red eyes, Tianlang smiled helplessly, these eyes were too familiar to him.

If the waves of the sky are like a black dragon, they were overturned by Kong Youde's Chinese army; Then Li Jin is a fierce tiger, and everywhere he goes, he is the king of the mountain and tramples on everything.

The three armies of Tianlang, Hao Yongzhong and Li Jin set off layers of air waves in front of Hong Youde's Chinese army formation, killing the Qing army to lose their armor and mourn, and the blood flowed and drifted.

The sound of war drums and shouts made the mood even higher, and the Qing army was on the verge of collapse.

"Kill, keep killing!" Tianlang brandished his mace and shouted, and the horse crossed into the enemy group again.

When a group of Qing troops saw that the enemy had two main generals coming together, they had seven or eight spears in front of them.

Li Jin stretched out his hand sideways to tie the spear into a bundle and clamped it under his armpit, Tianlang immediately arrived, bent down and swept out a stick, blood splashed all over the sky and the earth, red and white, and also splashed the faces of the two, but the two looked at each other, laughed heartily, and no one wiped the blood on their faces.

After laughing, Li Jin burst out with a thick evil aura all over his body, and even the blood left by his injuries was steaming in the evil qi.

His chest and arms were bleeding, and he forgot to make up two more stabs on the left and right of the slashed enemy, and he and Tianlang rushed side by side, and the seven or eight Qing soldiers in front of him finally screamed and threw themselves into the street.

Tianlang spun his mace, and cooperated with Li Jin one step at a time to continue the pursuit.

On his side was Deng Kai, who was closely following, and the three of them and two thousand elite horsemen continued to set off a wave of anger.

After rushing and killing for a while, the three of them gradually came to the place where the battle was most intense.

The enemies here are all loyal fans of Hong Youde, and their combat effectiveness is also the strongest in his army.

The entire army line has been loosened, the left wing Gao Bizheng and Hou Xing, the right wing Liu Tichun and Chen Youlong have made great progress, the battle flags of the Qing army are falling one by one, and only this already semi-encircled man and horse in the middle is still standing.

The Ming army could not break through the gun array of the Qing army after several rounds of charges, and the casualties were incredible, and Tianlang and others also rushed over, flying arrows like locusts above their heads, and the gold and iron in front of them were sonorous, and Tianlang's heartstrings were tight.

Except for the shouting and killing sound that shook the sky, he couldn't hear anything, and the whole army ran out of throwing guns and stone mines, and the arrows were limited in the killing and damage of this heavy armored infantry, and the enemy's crossbow and strong bow also came and went.

At the head of Quanzhou City, an old man was in the same mood as Tianlang, He Tengjiao was pacing back and forth, and even he could see that the battle had reached a decisive moment, and in the midst of the turmoil, it was only to see who could come up with the winner.

However, He Tengjiao couldn't take out anything, only an anxious heart that made him unable to stop.

Not far from him, beside the female wall, stood quietly a woman in a white robe, wearing a solid armor to hide her graceful demeanor, more than ten years of Rong Ma turned her water-like tenderness into full of blood.

In the middle of the relationship, she buried half of her love with that man into a handful of wasteland, and gave the remaining half to this mountain and river.

Ascending to the heights and looking at the battlefield full of corpses, the yin wind rolls around people's heads, shakes off the hustle and bustle of red dust, and the earth is wide and the sky is long and there is no way back.

The heart has nowhere to go, but it knows why it is fighting.

From Xiangyang to Luoyang, from Tongguan to Shanhaiguan, they came with nothing, only half a roll of red flags.

From Shanhaiguan to Tongguan, from the Jingshi Emperor's Pole Hall to Huguang Jiugong Mountain, they got nothing when they went, only accompanied by Xiao Suo's west wind.

However, it was also this defeat that made the emperor's hegemony come to naught, and also made Gao Guiying's state of mind clearer.

They have experienced countless failures, they are not afraid of failure, even if they have nothing one day, she does not lack the courage to start over, this courage is the indomitable fighting spirit of the Dashun Army.

In the past, this kind of perseverance, only to kill officials and rebel, but now they are fighting hard because they see the world, bleeding and weeds, and jackals are all over, and they have to fight to the end.

"Lord Shousuke, don't walk around, do you still suspect that the good men of my Han family are not planted, and they don't even dare to gnaw down the last hard bone?"

Gao Guiying suddenly spoke, and there was a sense of confidence in her words.

He Tengjiao turned his head twice before he was sure that Gao Guiying was talking to him, but he was still not sure where the calmness in Gao Guiying's words came from.

Didn't the Han family have a boy? Maybe, maybe not, at least on both sides of the Yangtze River, many smart voices in the north and south of the Yellow River will reply like this: Even if there is no seed, it is better than no life, right?

"Does Mrs. Zhenyi have a good plan to break the enemy?"

"No, I just believe that my soldiers have a tiger courage, they were able to roll up their armor for 400 miles day and night, defeat Sun Chuanting, and now they are in strict battle, and their troops are concentrated, can they still break the Liaodong Army?"

Ao worshiped Zhang Xianzhong and led the Bayala army to travel 300 miles day and night, and Li Zicheng broke Sun Chuanting and traveled 400 day and night, which shows that the combat effectiveness of the Dashun army is by no means bad.

Time passed in minute by minute, the Ming army was still attacking, and the Qing army was also launching a local counteroffensive.

The commander of the heavenly waves in the battlefield seemed to be waiting, and Gao Guiying's eyes at the head of the city were deep, and he seemed to be waiting any longer.

(End of chapter)