As the saying goes: If you come out to mix, you have to pay it back!

The fire in Shengjing this night was so similar to Liaoyang more than ten years ago, starting from the four city gates, the raging fire directly illuminated half of the sky, and on the streets as bright as day, the defeated soldiers cried and begged for mercy and fled backwards, and the victorious army chasing behind had no mercy at all, and the streets with flickering fire or in the dark alleys were full of routs who were stabbed to death from behind.

However, although it was Huang Taiji who betrayed the six banners, including his own son, it was not that he sent these people to death with his own hands. If one by one the banner owners obeyed the order, entered the palace to meet Hauge according to his orders, or simply insisted on the order and did not return to Beijing with troops, then they would not have fallen to such a point, in the end, it was greed that killed them.

Because of their greed for power, the greedy slave owners of the Eight Banners can only do their death in the flames of revenge.

The hooves of the horses inlaid with iron pounded sharply on the bluestone pavement, the helmets of the minarets pressed low, crawling on the horseback, the spears clamped under the armpits, and a large group of tooth-swinging horsemen charged outward like arrowheads.

In the second row of the charging team, Yue Tuo's fierce wolf eyes looked forward gloomily, and with the bumps, he seemed to be still screaming silently. In the Battle of Salhu, the Ming army was scattered by such a formation, and entered the customs four times, and the iron cavalry of the Great Qing Dynasty also defeated countless Ming troops, even the famous Xuanda Governor Lu Xiangsheng could only compete with it with the help of the car battalion, and he did not believe that the Dongjiang Army was really iron-clad.

Roaring and roaring, the same rapid sound came from the side of the street, and while walking, a large group of Dongjiang infantry's unique black iron armor appeared in front of him, and the rushing Zhenghongqi Swing Tooth Horn just collided, far away, Yue Tuo saw the Dongjiang soldiers anxiously pick up the musket, looking at the lead-gray barrel in the firelight, a cruel smile bloomed on his face, at the same time, the front swing Tooth Lama pro-soldier also roared and smoked the horse speed.

Hundreds of cavalry blew forward like the wind, and with such a lineup, they once crushed tens of thousands of Ming troops.

It's a pity, no matter how fast the wind is! It's not as fast as a bullet!

Even if they enter the city to chase and kill, each unit can be regarded as entering a state of fighting on its own, and the discipline of Dongjiang is still deeply rooted in the bones of these soldiers, the infantry in the front row automatically knelt down, the muskets in the back row were on their heads, and looking at the red flag cavalry that hit the car like that, Mao Jue's young men calmly pulled the trigger.

Bang~

Sharp bullets erupted from the chamber of the gun, spun rapidly under the acceleration of the spiral rifling of the steam engine, and rushed out with a puff of white smoke, almost exceeding the speed of sound.

Puff~

The front of the red flag leader is throwing the reins of the horse with his left hand and shouting, the bullet is not biased and pierced on the chest exposed on the side of his horse's head, the double layer of cast iron armor is worn in response, in front of the fire, the armor has become a burden, and the bullet that has been hindered by part of the kinetic energy has not penetrated the human body, and under the cessation of action, the huge energy directly bursts out in the body.

Yue Tuo in the back only saw that the back of his most confidant in front of him suddenly rose with a big bag, and he immediately threw himself back from the horse, and before he could move his head back, his shoulder was also as if he had hit something, and at the same time, the whole person flew backwards violently.

If the cavalry raided the flank of the musket unit on the vast plain, it was possible to succeed, and on such a narrow street, it was simply suicide to face the musket array head-on, more than 200 bullets were fired out in this way, and almost all the dozens of people in the front row of the red flag fell off their horses, and the horses that overturned in the hurry suddenly blocked the road, and the cavalry, who had no room to dodge at the back, wailed and tripped on it, and threw the people forward, and the charging team came to an abrupt end.

The ammunition in the gun was knocked out, and it was not reloaded at all, and the regiment leader waved the command knife forward with red eyes, and then the Dongjiang Army with the bayonet also unstoppably stabbed into the cavalry.

I have to admit that this is the most elite unit in the Zhenghong Banner, even so, the tooth swingers did not give up resistance, the cavalry in front screamed and was picked off their horses by bayonets, and the rear simply dismounted and fought with the Dongjiang army.

The right shoulder has been completely numb, fell to the ground, the right leg seems to be broken, the left hand is holding the knife, Yue Tuo is struggling to get up, in the blurred vision, just saw a red flag soldier knife fierce from top to bottom, from the side on the helmet of a Dongjiang army infantry, in the click sound, the Dongjiang army's head was unnaturally tilted to the side, collapsed to the ground, staggered, Yue Tuo is difficult to walk towards the soldier.

"Save ......, save my ......"

Puff~

Only after taking two or three steps, a piercing coldness suddenly came from his chest, Yue Tuo lowered his head in disbelief, a bloody bayonet exposed half of his fine red cotton armor, the knife he was holding fell to the ground with a bang, and with all his strength, he lowered his head and covered his chest, and grabbed the tip of the knife, but in an instant, two more bayonets stabbed him.

Puff~Puff~

The bayonet was withdrawn, blood gushed out, and the executioner, who had slaughtered more than 100,000 people in Jinan, fell limp to his knees.

"Lord Belle!"

Full of horror, just now the murderous Zhenghongqi officer turned around and shouted violently, but immediately, a bayonet came out from behind and pierced his thigh fiercely, this person screamed and half-knelt on the ground, and the next moment, the Dongjiang infantry who had just lost their comrades roared angrily, and the bayonet rained down.

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The messy corpses lay on the street, and the red flag of Xuanhe for a while disappeared, and with one bloody footprint, the Dongjiang army rushed forward again with rifles.

The whole Shengjing City was not affected by the war, only the street where the Zhenghuang Zhenglan Banner Yamen was located, the whole street was filled with large and small flags written with Mao characters from beginning to end, and dozens of soldiers of the two banners who had just finished the fight shook the Dongjiang banner tremblingly, each of them seemed to use all their strength to hold the flagpole, as if they were about to lose their lives as soon as they let go.

Because just a few dozen meters away, on the Yellow Flag Street, the brutal killing was going on alive.

Bang~ A spear spewed out poisonous flames from hell, and the slick head of a yellow flag armor soldier who was still stubbornly resisting with a knife suddenly disappeared.

On the other side, there was a red flag leader who seemed to be crazy, shouting to kill and kill, while slashing the knife frantically everywhere, even his own people cut a few, but even so, the Dongjiang people did not let him go, under the collision, his saber was slammed out by a rifle butt, looking at the empty hands in disbelief, and in the next second, he was stabbed through by more than a dozen bayonets on the spot.

This kind of massacre is not unexperienced, in Liaoyang, in Zunhua, in Jinan, but when it is their turn, look at those yellow and blue flags, but it is so terrifying.

"Help~Help~"

In the midst of the stunned effort, a voice sounded under their feet, startling everyone.

Dragging a lame leg and crawling on the ground, Baylor Ye Bushu, who had just been majestic, was full of fear, and shouted miserably at a dozen flagmen in a daze.

"Help me! I am the son of the first emperor! Tell Brother Hauge that I don't dare anymore, beg him, save ......"

Burst~

Catching up from behind, Xu Dazhuang's bayonet pierced his lungs downward, and the blood poured into his throat, blocking Ye Bushu's words fiercely, and in his desperate reach, an old Liaodong knife cut directly into his throat, screaming and cursing while cutting off his head fiercely.

One by one, the sons of the Qing Dynasty Baylor and Huang Taiji were beheaded alive in front of the Zhenghuang Banner Yamen, but none of the surviving bannermen even took a step forward, and some even closed their eyes and grabbed the Maozi banner even more desperately.

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(End of chapter)