Lu Xiangsheng couldn't care about his beloved horse, so he broke away from the stirrup and stood up. Hold the shaft of the arrow with your left hand and cut it off with the Yanling knife so that the arrow does not affect your movements. He was wearing mountain armor, the protection was not bad, and there was a thick cotton coat inside, and the arrows were more than an inch into the flesh, which were not vital parts, so he could continue to fight.

He held the Yanling knife in both hands, and before he could find a suitable target, he saw a Qing cavalry rushing over, the cavalry was holding a bone, no matter what kind of armor he was wearing, as long as he was smashed, he would be injured or die directly.

Lu Xiangsheng stood still, waiting for the arrival of the enemy. When the enemy is about to approach, quickly crouch down and swing the knife. First cut off the legs of the enemy's horse, then rolled on the ground, dodging the enemy's smash. With a wail, the enemy's cavalry company rolled on the ground with their horses.

He stood up again, looking for his next rival. At this moment, an arrow flew from the left side and pierced deep into the ribs. Lu Xiangsheng let out a muffled snort, he planned to cut off the arrow shaft again, but he couldn't do it. No matter how you move, as long as you use your left hand, the wound hurts your heart, and cold sweat keeps flowing down your helmet.

"Overseer, be careful!" His own soldiers reminded loudly.

Lu Xiangsheng looked up and saw that a horse had already galloped over, and he only had time to put the knife in front of him, and the knife of the enemy rider swung over. With the sound of the "bell", Lu Xiangsheng fell backwards with a huge force, and then rolled twice before stopping. At this time, the arrow on the left rib hit the ground, the wound expanded, and the blood flowed profusely.

Lu Xiangsheng knelt up with the Yanling knife, not knowing the direction, as soon as he stood up, he was hit the back. Fortunately, he stood up, and if he was still in a half-kneeling state, the Qing army attacking from behind would cut off his head.

Seeing Lu Xiangsheng fall again, the few remaining of his own soldiers wanted to rush over to rescue, but at this time, the surrounding Qing troops entangled them, and as long as they were distracted, they would be killed or injured immediately. There are also Qing troops on the periphery, who are also shooting arrows on horses, which is a great threat to them.

At this time, the entire large array had been rushed to pieces, only a few people were still insisting on fighting, the other soldiers had begun to flee to the east, and Hu Dawei and Yang Guozhu also broke through with their families. The Qing army also transferred most of its troops to follow behind the rout, and there were only about 20 Qing troops left to deal with Lu Xiangsheng.

Lu Xiangsheng stood up again with difficulty, but the two cavalry of the Qing army that followed rushed from two directions, one in front of the other, swept past Lu Xiangsheng's sides, cut through the armor on his body, and broke the long flesh and skin on his body. Lu Xiangsheng spun like a spinning top, and after a few turns, he fell heavily to the ground under the reflection of the slanting sun, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Lu Xiangsheng's pastor, Lu Kai, finally broke through the siege and came to Lu Xiangsheng's side. At this time, a sharp arrow suddenly shot and nailed it to Lu Xiangsheng's body, which was no longer breathing, Lu Kai let out a long howl and pounced on Lu Xiangsheng's body, covering Lu Xiangsheng's body with his body to prevent the enemy from insulting Lu Xiangsheng's body again.

"Whoosh", "whoosh" arrows continued, and several Qing soldiers on the horse shot out several arrows in succession, all of which shot at Lu Kai's body, dense, like a hedgehog.

Lu Xiangsheng's servant Gu Xian had no combat effectiveness, and the Qing army was originally going to capture him, but after he saw Lu Xiangsheng die in battle, he also killed himself.

A young Qing nobleman appeared on the battlefield, dressed in white cotton armor with a yellow dragon pattern showing his dignity, riding on a white horse and watching the slave soldiers who attacked them harvest their heads.

"No need to cut the head!" He casually ordered.

Goshha beside him immediately flew around and gave orders to the slave soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield.

"Lord Wang, the villain heard them shouting 'Inspector', it may be Lu Xiangsheng." A dead soldier who had just participated in the forced assault on the front had now taken off his heavy armor and whispered.

The young nobleman glanced at the Han leader, smiled and nodded, and said, "If you want to be called a slave, you are the coat of my white flag." ”

The leader of the Han people immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and said loudly with gratitude in a trembling voice: "The slave thanks the master, and in the future, the slave will definitely tie the grass ring and repay the master's kindness!" ”

It's no wonder that this Han soldier is so grateful, in the Great Qing Dynasty, the Han people, especially the Han people who surrendered or were plundered, are really low. Their wives are all slaves for the banner people, although they are not angry in their hearts, but they can only endure it. With so many Han people surrendering, who would dare to resist? Even if you complain in private, you will also be killed. Although they are still slaves now, they are also considered family members, and their status has improved more than a little. The wife and children can be taken back to live, and if they have military merits in the future, they can also be credited, promoted, and given a world position, and will be crowned a wife and son, and will be crowned a marquis immediately.

"Good minion, get up." The young nobleman nodded in satisfaction and raised his hand to call.

The leader of the Han people kowtowed again, stood up, and said with a flattering smile: "Lord, Lu Xiangsheng is the governor of Xuanda, and he is one of the few civil officials in the Ming Kingdom who can lead the army and fight. ”

"This king knows," the young nobleman said with a smile on his face, "Lu Xiangsheng's Tianxiong army, this king has also heard of it. There are very few troops in the Ming Kingdom who can fight tough battles, let's go south all the way, let alone field battles, even the fortified city is also a drum. Heroes should be treated like heroes, and leave them all corpses. ”

The leader of the Han people praised: "It's still the master who is magnanimous, a true hero, and the slave admires him." ”

A day later, Gao Qiqian, who was still in Jize, heard that the Qing army was moving south, panicked, and hurriedly led his troops to prepare for transfer. But Guan Yuanjun thought that the Qing army had been killed, and they collapsed without a fight, and ran everywhere in chaos, some took off their uniforms and disappeared, and some made a detour back to Guanning's hometown in groups.

After a few more days, the news finally reached Beijing.

"Lu Xiang's ascension to the army is defeated," the pale Emperor Chongzhen said with some heartache: "How much is the loss?" What about Lu Xiangsheng? Are you back?! ”

"Your Majesty is relieved, I have already divided the troops a few times before, and the Ministry of War also ordered Lu Jiandou to divide the troops to garrison, and he has a maximum of 5,000 soldiers, and Xuanda's blood is still alive." Yang Sichang, the secretary of the Ministry of War, replied cautiously.

Chongzhen patted the dragon case and said dissatisfiedly: "I have said a long time ago that you can't fight in waves!" The Ministry of War sent a letter to Sun Chuanting, asking him to defend the land and not have to fight. ”

"Wechen obeys." Yang Sichang bowed down and said: "Then Lu Xiangsheng is responsible for the defeat and loss of the division~"

"Let's talk about it later!" Chongzhen waved his hand and interrupted Yang Sichang's words.

Yang Sichang knew the emperor's temper and didn't dare to say more, so he had to give up and silently withdrew from the Wenhua Palace.