All right!

Almost!

When the Green Battalion soldiers entered the battlefield and tore apart those Han people who had exhausted their strength, Dasu's heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he didn't even notice that he had inadvertently turned the "thief" into a "Han" in his heart. "Slaves" are called "people". This change in mood was not even noticed by Tasu himself.

At this time, Dasu turned his attention from the rain of blood to the hollow phalanx, which became smaller and thinner.

The battle on the battlefield had lasted for several hours, and the battlefield was full of corpses, but the phalanx was still fighting, and the red battle flag was still flying.

Now, it's time to put an end to it all!

The armor on his body was dripping with blood, his eyes were staring at the phalanx, he smiled and waved the knife in his hand, pointing at the front, and the Qing army armor soldiers behind him immediately sneered and took out the hard bow from behind their backs, and then put the arrows on the bow one after another, shooting straight ahead.

In a burst of strings, thousands of feathered arrows fell into the phalanx like a gale, separated by a distance of more than ten zhang, easily tearing open the armor of the loyal officers and soldiers, and taking countless lives.

The arrow did not end, followed by another burst of feathered arrows like a gust of wind, enough to cover the sky and the sun, and instantly disappeared into the formation.

In a scream, the phalanx flowed like a river of blood as if a piece of flesh had been dug up. Before the soldiers in the rear team could fill the vacant seats, the wolf-like Qing army pounced on it. Thousands of Qing troops in armor swooped over like a flood, the thin phalanx, at this time, seemed to have no meaning, seeing that this phalanx was about to collapse, Zhu Mingzhong, who was holding a saber, had already rushed to the most dangerous place.

"Kill!"

When the roar came out of his throat, the horse chopping knife in his hand had already slashed towards the Qing army who was about to rush into the formation, and the more than ten catties of horse chopping knife slashed violently, although it failed to break the double heavy armor on the Qing army's body, but it still cut and fainted.

Zhu Mingzhong, who rushed to the front row, had completely forgotten his responsibility as the commander in chief, holding a horse chopping knife, he was just constantly slashing and slashing the Qing army in front of him, and beside him, dozens of soldiers in armor were all bravely slashing and killing the Qing army to protect their own commander.

Although the heavy knife could not cut through the double layers of heavy armor on the Qing army, it could easily cut off their arms and necks, and with brute force, the Qing army in front of Zhu Mingzhong did not take a blow at all, and every time, Zhu Mingzhong's throat would burst out with an angry roar.

"Kill!"

And beside him, the soldiers were also bravely slashing and slashing the approaching enemy troops. Not only the armored soldiers of the Qing army who entered the battle, but even the green battalion soldiers who had no armor and weapons were similar to pikemen, only red tassel guns, all of them howled and killed as if they had drunk stimulants, and they all looked murderous.

The officials of the Qing army over there shouted even more.

"The one who breaks the formation will be rewarded with fifty taels of silver!"

Fifty taels of silver!

Dasu has made a bloody investment!

There must be brave men under the heavy reward, those green battalion soldiers even ignored the lack of armor on their bodies, driven by fifty taels of silver, they held a bloody waist knife and killed Zhu Mingzhong, and for Zhu Mingzhong, who fought completely by instinct, when he saw someone rushing towards him, he instinctively swung his knife and slashed it.

Clang!

In the sound of metal impact, the waist knife in the hand of the green battalion soldier was cut off by the horse chopping knife as soon as it was raised, and then with a "poof" sound, the whole person was cut in two from the neck. Blood gushed out like a fountain.

The blood spurting out of the broken neck blocked Zhu Mingzhong's vision, but the knife in his hand did not stop.

"Kill!"

Again, the roar burst out of his voice, hoarse perhaps, but with a hint of determination.

But even if Zhu Mingzhong personally went into battle and took the lead to save the collapse of the phalanx, the battle that lasted for more than an hour had exhausted everyone, and even the firecrackers in the phalanx had also become tired, and even the speed of shooting had slowed down a lot. And the rain of arrows that kept coming into the array from afar took the lives of many brothers.

Yu Shujie, who was in the middle of the formation, watched the brothers around him continue to fall, the brothers who were standing were still desperately loading bullets, and even the wounded soldiers were sitting on the ground, loaded with firearms.

With the sound of guns in the array, those armored Qing troops continued to fall, but they did not have the slightest impact on the overall situation.

Can't hold it!

Although he was unwilling to face it, the situation in front of him made Yu Shujie very clear that if he continued to kill, what would be the end!

Handsome!

Seeing the bloodied marshal in front of the battle, desperately slashing and slashing with the enemy, and the personal soldiers around him were getting fewer and fewer.

"Pikemen, kill with Lao Tzu!"

Yu Shujie bit hard, picked up a horse chopping knife from the ground, and strode towards Da Shuai's side, and behind him, thousands of pikemen also rushed over. No one hesitated, no one flinched, and even as soon as they rushed up, they were turned into corpses under the butcher's knife of the Qing army, but they still killed the past without hesitation.

When Yu Shujie came to Da Shuai's side, he saw the new black armor on Da Shuai's body, which would have been stained with blood, even his face was covered with blood, and there were no blood beads on his nose. With a fierce sword, he slashed back the enemy in front of the marshal, and Yu Shujie immediately roared.

"Quick, protect the marshal!"

For Shujie, he has already made up his mind that even if he dies here, he will protect the handsome man from here.

As long as the commander is there, the loyal army is here!

Even if the Loyal and Righteous Army is completely wiped out, within a few months, the commander will be able to train another loyal and righteous army.

"Quick, Ding Qiang, you guys leave with the big handsome!"

Yu Shujie's words had just fallen, and Zhu Mingzhong grabbed him by the collar and shouted.

"Who dares to let Lao Tzu go!"

Glaring at Yu Shujie, Zhu Mingzhong roared angrily.

"Today, Lao Tzu is dying, and he will die here, dying with his brothers, this is not the death of Dasu, or the death of Lao Tzu!"

That's right!

Today this is the place of his own death, even if he dies, he will drag Dasu to death! As long as Dasu is dragged to death, and the last elite of this Qing captives is dragged to death, they will not be able to occupy Jiangnan again!

"Loyalty!"

Raising the knife in his hand violently, his eyes staring at the handsome flag of Dasu in the distance, Zhu Mingzhong's voice let out a hoarse roar again.

"Kill!"

More than 10,000 soldiers of the loyal and righteous army, once again followed their commander, let out a resolute roar, and once again tried all their strength to cut down towards the Qing army.