Yu Changle is not afraid of death, he has already settled his family when he followed Sun Chuanting to Xuzhou, it can be said that he was not ready to go back alive this time. But it was precisely because he came with the heart of death that he was even more willing to die in vain.

Yu Changle's expression was very resolute at the moment, and he said to Sun Chuanting in a deep voice: "My lord, as a soldier, my subordinate will die on the battlefield. Committing suicide like now, forgiving his subordinates can't do it. ”

Sun Chuanting was unexpected, but he didn't get angry, but laughed and said: "I understand your thoughts, no one wants to die like this." But now we have no choice, if we don't die now, we will become a tool for Mao Wenlong to use us to accuse the emperor in the future. In order not to implicate the emperor, we all have to drink this thing tonight and die. ”

Such a decision was not made by Sun Chuanting on a temporary basis, but before he set off, he had already made all preparations with Chongzhen. And this vial of poison was prepared by Sun Chuanting, and unfortunately it was time to use this thing at this moment.

Yu Changle's face changed, and from his perspective as a soldier, he couldn't comply with the suicide of taking poison like this. From the perspective of the overall situation, Sun Chuanting is understandable in doing this. The contradiction made Yu Changle quite painful, and he didn't know what choice to make for a while.

Sun Chuanting glanced at Yu Changle, put the porcelain vase on the table, and then quietly got up: "You think about it slowly, the things are placed here, if you figure it out, do it." ”

After Sun Chuanting finished speaking, he left the dim thatched hut, leaving Yu Changle alone in the room to continue in a daze.

Yu Changle looked at Sun Chuanting and left with his waist bent, but his eyes gradually became cold. Sun Chuanting is a court official worthy of his respect, but Yu Changle has never been able to accept such a cowardly death. He believed that the other soldiers were like him, and would rather die on the battlefield than die like this.

Finally, looking at the porcelain vase quietly placed on the table, Yu Changle turned around and strode out of the wooden house. As soon as his figure disappeared at the door, Sun Chuanting walked out of the darkness outside the door, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the porcelain vase still placed in the house, and sighed in his heart.

Sun Chuanting slowly walked into the house, reached out to pick up the bottle of poison, and poured it without hesitation. At this moment, Sun Chuanting already understood that Yu Changle and the others would obviously not accept such a death.

Sun Chuanting no longer had the right to order them, and now, in order to save Chongzhen, he had to die first. As for whether Chongzhen will be implicated in the future, the rise and fall of Daming has nothing to do with him, a dead man.

Under the dim light, Sun Chuanting closed his eyes slightly, a trace of pain appeared on his face, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he collapsed on the table, already dead!

When Yu Changle returned to the house again, he saw that Sun Chuanting had died, and there were two generals who came with Yu Changle, and the three of them looked at the dead Sun Chuanting, with a sad and indignant look on their faces.

Yu Changle spoke after a long time: "Find a place on the hillside so that you can bury Lord Sun." ”

The two generals who followed Yu Changle hesitated for a while, and then received the order.

That night, smoke wafted from Xiangzi Village, and nearly 100 officers and soldiers were busy cooking. According to Yu Changle, tonight is the last meal in their lives, so everyone can eat and drink with their bellies open.

The aroma of wine permeates the village, drifting into the sky with the breeze, and the lively sound of wine orders wafts with the aroma of wine. The revelry gradually subsided as the night wore on, and eighty-two people staggered to the ground, surrounded by a mess, and empty jars of wine swirled on the ground.

The wind is sluggish, and the strong man is gone! Yu Changle looked at the staggered people around him, and a sad look appeared on his face. A ray of sunlight suddenly pierced the darkness and descended on the earth, Yu Changle stood up silently facing the rising sun, and the long knife in his hand had been polished and shiny. Held high above his head, facing the rising sun, the blade of the knife reflected a trace of golden light.

Those companions who had been sleeping soundly woke up one by one, and then consciously stood behind Yu Changle, just like him, raising their long knives and doing the same movements.

"Are you all ready?" Yu Changle's deep voice suddenly sounded.

At this moment, as far as his eyes could see, he could already see that at the foot of the mountain, there was a dense Dongjiang army outflanking the hillside.

"Fight to the death, never back down!" Eighty-one officers and men shouted in unison, and the sound wafted through the forest, disturbing the birds in the forest to flee to the sky.

Last night's carnival had obviously attracted the attention of the Dongjiang army, and it was outflanked early in the morning. And this is exactly what Yu Changle thinks, since he wants to fight to the death, then there is no need to hide and hide anymore.

Sun Chuanting can choose to commit suicide by taking poison, and Yu Changle is a soldier, and they have the conceit and pride of a soldier. They must die on the battlefield, not in their nests.

"Kill!" Yu Changle took a sharp breath, and then yelled.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

After the eighty-two people shouted in unison, under the leadership of Yu Changle, they rushed down the hillside with their long knives in high and rushed towards the outflanking Dongjiang army.

The melee instantly unfolded halfway up the mountain, Xiao Bin and others confronted Yu Changle head-on, and as soon as they came into contact, they were suppressed by Yu Changle and others' fearless fighting style.

Xiao Bin was so angry that he yelled, and he also learned Yu Changle's fighting style that was not afraid of death, and the sword light swayed beside the two of them. Yu Changle's arm holding the knife suddenly broke off at shoulder to shoulder, Xiao Bin was not much better, Yu Changle's long knife was inserted in his stomach at the moment, and Yu Changle's severed arm on the knife handle was still holding the knife handle.

Both lost and lost, without any defensive results, but Yu Changle ignored the pain of breaking his hand and directly hit Xiao Bin with his body. The latter let out a roar of rage, lifted the last strength left in his body, and swept it fiercely.

The sword light flashed, Yu Changle showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and the knife light flashed quickly from his neck. His head fell to the ground in response, but his body still used inertia to directly knock Xiao Bin to the ground.

Such a situation is playing out on almost the entire battlefield, and Ma Han and Zhang Yi are also seriously injured, although they are not burping, but they are also likely to have sequelae.

The chaos soon subsided, and none of the 82 officers and men survived, all of them were killed on the spot. And more than 100 people were killed and wounded on the side of the Dongjiang Army, which greatly surprised everyone.

Cheng Zuo came as fast as he could, but he was still a step slower, looking at the battlefield full of chaos, his face was as black as coal. Especially when he saw that those officers and soldiers had not survived, he was even more furious.