Zhang Dingguo knows that at this time, it is a breath, and this breath must not be discharged.

He also sent additional troops to reinforce the Western soldiers at the head of the city.

The morale of the soldiers of the Western Army, who had been reinforced, was greatly boosted and they began to fight for their lives against the Qing army.

Although the Qing army was numerous, it could not exert its full strength in the narrow space of the city.

On the contrary, the soldiers of the Western Army became more and more courageous the more they fought.

Hong Chengchou couldn't help frowning when he saw that the addition of the Han army banner could not immediately wipe out the western army.

Do you really want to send out the Eight Banners to clean up the situation?

Hong Chengchou glanced at Shuo Zhan on the side with his spare eyes, and saw that the other party looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and the flame in his heart was extinguished.

"The men and horses who sent the Han Army Banner must eat these Western thieves in one bite!"

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Zhao Tieniu felt that there were more and more Tartars around him.

Of course, these are the Green Battalion soldiers and the Han Army Banner Soldiers, and there are no real prisoners.

Perhaps deep down in these Qing troops, they had long forgotten that they were Han Chinese, but were scrambling to be slaves to the Tartars.

Zhao Tieniu didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill.

There is no doubt that these two Tartars should be killed.

He couldn't remember how many Qing soldiers he had killed today.

His wrists were stiff and sore at the moment.

The knife edge was also a little blunt, but Zhao Tieniu still gritted his teeth and waved the waist knife desperately.

Because he knew he couldn't fall, he had to get stuck in his position.

If he could stay a little longer, more brothers would rush to the city.

However, after an overload of fighting, the body's functions and reflexes will decline rapidly.

Zhao Tieniu felt that his movements were much slower.

Many of the movements that he was able to perform easily on a normal day are now difficult to complete even if he concentrates.

This does not bode well.

He subconsciously took a step back and touched the heel of the robe.

This gave him a very down-to-earth feeling, and he calmed down and took a deep breath to continue fighting.

When the Qing army saw that it was difficult to defeat the Western army in hand-to-hand combat, they wanted to use the rain of arrows to shoot over the defense line of the Western army.

The archers had already pressed their bows and arrows and aimed at the Western soldiers dozens of paces away.

"Shoot!"

At the sound of an order, hundreds of feathered arrows were fired in a volley.

This was a great deal of bad news for the soldiers of the Western Army.

When they climbed the ladder, they held a single knife in their mouths, and it was impossible to free their hands to hold their shields.

This meant that they simply couldn't stop the arrows that flew in.

A rain of arrows poured down a large number of casualties among the soldiers of the Western Army, and the soldiers of the Qing Army were overjoyed, and finally let them seize a glimmer of opportunity.

As soon as archery proved effective, the Qing army began a second and third wave of offensives.

The soldiers of the Western Army could no longer support it, and there was a large gap.

Their personal will is no problem, but after all, they are flesh and blood, and they can't parry under such a violent rain of arrows.

The Green Battalion and the Han Banner took the opportunity to press on to complete the final harvest.

Zhao Tieniu retreated to the battlement, and there was no way to retreat.

He raised his head to the sky and shouted, "The brothers have fought with the Tartars." People die and birds face the sky, kill one to earn one, kill two to earn a pair. ”

His drink was a drink that made all the soldiers of the Western Army feel good.

The Tartars deceive people so much that even if they want to die, they must pull a Tartar on their backs.

"Kill the damn one, fight with the Tartars!"

"Yes, the brothers fought with them!"

The already exhausted death squad burst out with amazing energy and took the initiative to swing their knives and slash at the Qing soldiers who rushed up.

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The battle was finally decided.

Although the Qing army wiped out all the Western soldiers in the city, it also paid a heavy price.

However, the first offensive of the Western Army was temporarily suppressed.

Hong Chengchou's old face was a little unbearable, and he frequently covered it up with a cough when Bolo asked.

"Mr. Hong, what is the origin of these western thieves, and how can they be more brave than the ones we encountered when we fought Baoning?"

Bolo obviously didn't intend to give Hong Chengchou face, and asked the bottom of it all the way.

"Well, this, the minions don't know. The appeal of this Dingguo should not be stronger than that of the thief. ”

No matter how good Zhang Dingguo's ability to command troops is, there is no doubt that he is a junior in front of Zhang Xianzhong.

What's more, when the Qing army attacked Baoning, the Western Army was fighting with its back to the water, and if it lost, its life would be lost, and it should have a stronger fighting spirit.

But the fact is that the Western army that attacked Weicheng had more desire to fight.

Could it be that the Battle of Boryeong inspired the fighting spirit of this Western Army?

"This Zhang Dingguo in your mouth is one of the righteous sons of the thief, right?"

Bolo asked in a harmonious voice.

"Lord Baylor is wise."

Hong Chengchou hurriedly sent a sycophant to relieve the embarrassment.

"This Zhang Dingguo has a very high status among the thieves, second only to Zhang Xianzhong and Zhang Kewang. The minion thought that he must have come to seek revenge this time. ”

"Seeking revenge?"

Bolo was more interested.

As far as he knew, the Han peasant army liked to recognize Yizi.

This was probably due to the fact that the peasant army was constantly being transferred, and it was difficult to have a chance to settle down in one place.

In such a harsh environment, it is more difficult to raise a biological child to adulthood, and of course it is more practical to have an adult child.

But no matter how close the righteous son is, he is not his own, is Zhang Dingguo really willing to make a desperate bet to avenge Zhang Xianzhong?

Bolo asked himself if he could do such a thing.

"Is this Zhang Dingguo so loyal and filial?"

Of course, this does not affect Bolo's appreciation of Zhang Dingguo.

Despicable villains were certainly spurned, and this was also true within the Manchu Qing dynasty.

"Mr. Hong, how likely do you think it is that I will adopt Zhang Dingguo in the Qing Dynasty?"

Although Bolo's idea was born suddenly, it reflected his mentality.

Although he is the coach of this expedition, it is only nominal, and the actual commander is Hong Chengchou.

Even if Bolo makes some big decisions, it is because of Baylor's identity, not that he has much prestige.

In the end, it's because Bolo hasn't fought any big battles.

However, fighting a war is not just a matter of words, it requires hard power.

Bolo didn't have many available people under his command, which decided that he could only rely on Hong Chengchou's hands.

This time around, his personal prestige is much lower.

Of course, if Bolo was willing, people like Liu Jinzhong would definitely flock to him.

But Bolo doesn't think much of Liu Jinzhong.

First, because Liu Jinzhong was a traitor who surrendered against his master, and secondly, because this person's ability to command troops was also very average.

But Zhang Dingguo is different.

Not to mention this person's loyalty and filial piety, his ability to command the army is even more first-class.

If he can be brought under his command, it will naturally be an excellent supplement to Bolo's strength.

Nowadays, the pattern within the Qing court is becoming more and more obvious.

The three Dorgon brothers held the political and military power of the court, and Bolo had to take the initiative to cultivate the strength of his henchmen if he wanted to get more opportunities.

This expedition to Sichuan is an excellent opportunity.

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