Hou Xuanyan first went to Hangzhou and brought the soldiers and horses of Wu Shengzhao's troops stationed in Hangzhou, and the team of only 300 guards turned into 50,000 horses in an instant.

Wu Sheng Zhaojiu was in Hangzhou, and he had long heard that the soldiers and horses in Jinling had formed a new army and divided it into four battalions. Many generals who are not as senior as him are in charge of one of the four battalions because they are on the front line. This time, Hou Xuanyan passed through Hangzhou, Wu Shengzhao took the initiative to ask for battle, and Hou Xuanyan immediately agreed.

There are enough soldiers and horses left in eastern Zhejiang, although the "own people" on the Fujian side need to be on guard, but there is no need to waste so many troops. The fierce battle in Jingzhou has entered a white-hot stage, and Du Yinxi is about to be unable to hold on, and now the vicinity of Jingzhou can be described as mixed. There are the loyal battalions of blocking Yinxi, the eastern and western men of the original Dashun, the Changsha soldiers of He Tengjiao, and the Fengzi battalion of the Northern Expeditionary Army of Hou Xuanyan of Taiping Mansion.

The Qing troops were even more complicated, and the Manchu Hunan Patrol pressed Song Yizhen, the Pingnan general Le Ke Dehun's Zheng Red Banner, and Haoge's Two Yellow Banners also sent troops to support.

Between Jingxiang, people from all walks of life often meet in narrow roads and fight in a bunch. The method of separation is also simple, when encountering the pigtail army, it is a Qing army, otherwise it is a Ming army. Whenever we meet, it will be a fierce battle.

Hou Xuanyan led 50,000 horses, did not enter Suzhou or Jinling, crossed the Dabie Mountain, and went straight to Baling Yuezhou to join the Fengzi camp stationed there. Since Xia Wanchun entered Jingzhou Mansion, he has fought dozens of battles large and small, losing more and winning less. In this kind of melee place, the combat power of the soldiers has become the decisive factor, and the combat power of the Qing soldiers is indeed higher than theirs.

By the time Hou Xuan reached the boundary of Yuezhou, it was already September, and Du Yinxi was still firmly guarding Jingzhou. Outside the city, around them, reinforcements from all walks of life have been beaten in the dark.

Among them, the pigtailed soldiers of the Zhenghong Banner Luck Dehun were the most ferocious, and at the beginning of the establishment of the Eight Banners, it was for the purpose of looting and slaughtering. Since their fathers, they have been exposed to it and decided that the wars after entering the customs were all plundering of the Han people. In the eyes of these bannermen, Hermes-Epitek is not a human at all, but a prey in their eyes. And it's also prey that won't resist, so these flag soldiers are also the busiest. Other armies are just fighting, they are also responsible for burning, killing and plundering, killing the Jingxiang area, killing corpses all over the field, and the smell of fish is difficult to disperse.

When the sky was slightly bright, the morning sun had not yet fully risen, Hou Xuanyan looked at the vast river fog and asked, "What is the place ahead?" ”

Wu Shengzhao's deputy general is from Huguang, he stepped forward and said: "Commander, the front is Yalanji, the Marquis of Jianchang of Wu raised fighting ducks here during the Three Kingdoms, but now it is a place to plant flowers and plants in the city, and it is a good place with abundant water and grass and beautiful scenery." After the past, it is 800 miles of Dongting Lake. ”

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "Let's hurry up, and we can make a fire and cook in Yuezhou City at noon." ”

Suddenly, a horn sounded, and the forward troops encountered the enemy, and the vast riverside fog made Hou Xuanyan unable to see the situation ahead. The guards drew their swords and protected him in the center.

Hou Xuanyan waved his hand and said, "Don't panic, my scout told me that there are no large groups of enemy soldiers around here, and most of them are small groups of Qing soldiers who have killed red eyes and lost from the main force." ”

When Wu Shengzhao heard this, he immediately ordered to go down, and the front army outflanked him, so as not to let this Qing army escape.

Hou Xuanyan took the guards and said, "Let's go, go to the front and have a look." ”

On the Yalan Rock, the original owner of this place, the Dongwu Sun family, has long disappeared in the long river of history, leaving only this name. I saw the willow branches fluttering on both sides, and the fertile land washed out by the river was full of all kinds of delicate flowers, like a fairyland on earth.

Surrounded by the crowd, dozens of Tartar soldiers held blood-dripping scimitars, leaning against each other's backs, bending over and on guard. Beside them, a group of Hermes-Epitek were tied hand and foot behind their backs, tying five or six people in a row and kneeling beside them.

Their hair buns were rudely shaved, and it was evident that the Tartars were not very good at shaving their heads, and some of them had half of their heads cut off. Those who were lucky enough not to die, their hair was tied in a bunch, like a straw label in the market, tied high on a flower stand, and a rope loop was still around their necks. Their wrists and ankles were tied to the bamboo behind them, and they leaned forward, relying only on their knees and hanging hair to support their weight.

These people could not endure this torture, which was half toying and half abusive, and they were hanged so that their whole body trembled, their knees and roots were oozing blood, tears and saliva flowed, and they made a terrible and terrible whine, and they could not say a word.

Set against the fairyland-like riverside flower-raising village, this purgatory scene is particularly terrifying, and Hou Xuanyan even feels a little absurd. In a trance, he had the feeling that he had led 800 villagers back to Jiading.

Hou Xuanyan's soldiers and horses have surrounded these dozens of culprits, and their eyes are flashing with a cruel light that is not afraid of death, and they don't know what they are talking about in Manchu.

Hong Yixun gritted his teeth and said, "Big brother, it's a tartar." ”

Seeing that they couldn't rush out, the Qing soldiers led by him shouted, and the other Qing soldiers also howled. They raised their knives and slashed, and in an instant seven or eight heads of the kneeling people had already fallen to the ground.

Hou Xuanyan said angrily: "Kill! ”

Although these dozens of them are brave, they can't resist for a moment compared to thousands of troops. Soon, only the leader was poked with a few holes in his body, and he was still slashing left and right with a knife.

Several Ming soldiers clamped him in the air with spears, and Hong Yixun stepped forward with a knife and cut off the arm holding the knife. The tartar howled in pain, and his face was hideous.

The Ming army, who was extremely resentful in his heart, tied him up and hung him on a high shelf. He broke the tendons of his hands and feet, blinded one eye, and cut off his ears and nose. He didn't kill him, turned around and left, and let him die a painful death by the river.

The duck fence is covered with blood-seeping mud, and it won't be long before it will be washed away by the river. Except for the still howling Tartar leaders, all evidence of the slaughter will soon be lost here. The delicate flowers are still as beautiful as a fairyland, and even the corpses will be turned into their fertilizer, making them even more graceful and moving.

Hong Yixun stepped forward to investigate the people who were tied up one by one, his face was gloomy, and he came over and said, "Big brother, there are no living people in this small village. ”

Hou Xuanyan didn't look back, and said as he walked: "March, go to Yuezhou." ”

After walking less than a hundred steps, he stopped and said to the generals around him: "As soon as the war starts, no one can fucking be comfortable, today's events illustrate a truth." The winner lives, the loser dies, and there is no third way. It is bound to be a protracted and fierce battle between Jingxiang. You are all my people, and I hope we can get out of here alive. ”

As soon as he stopped, all the generals below Wu Shengzhao naturally stopped, and Hou Xuanyan looked around and asked, "Do you know how to get out alive?" ”

"Kill all who are our enemies."