"Quick, what the hell!"

Dorgon wiped the rain from his face and cursed.

Saying that his Chinese army also ran away, there is no way not to run away in such weather, the rain and fog coupled with the gloom of the clouds hanging low, so that there is nothing to see at all thirty zhang away, those soldiers rely on the guidance of the flag on the battlefield, what flag is blind in such weather, and there is no compass to discern the direction at all, he will definitely not have this in his hands, but you can't expect those Niu Lu to have a compass in their hands, tens of thousands of horses and horses retreat on the whole line under such circumstances, and it is still under the constant attack of hundreds of thousands of enemies......

As a result, the sheep were completely herded.

But from some kind of this heavy rain also helped him.

Because this means that the Shun army will not keep chasing and killing all the way.

Originally, the most dangerous thing for him was that during the retreat, Li Zicheng's army pursued and killed relentlessly, so that if it was not done, it would collapse or even annihilate the entire army.

The heavy rain stopped Li Zicheng.

He herded sheep here, and Li Zicheng must have also herded sheep.

In this way, his subordinates who have not yet been put into the battlefield can retreat calmly, although there are still Li Guo's cavalry behind, but as Song Quan fled to Juehua Island without a fight, Li Guo also had to return to Ningyuan to guard, after all, for Li Zicheng, Ningyuan's strategic significance is huge, and Li Guo cannot risk losing this fortress. As for Tang Tong of the Zhonghou Institute and Tang Yu of Gaotai Fort, these people are not in Wu Sangui's consideration at all, and he has not fought with these people once or twice, and he knows very well what they are. Although there are theoretically nearly 100,000 enemy troops in his north, the ones who can really pose a threat to him are Li Guo's people, and the others have no courage at all, and they have no motivation to intercept him, otherwise how dare he cross Ningyuan and go south to Shanhaiguan!

With his mind, of course, he understands what the cooperation between the two Mingshun families is.

Song Quan fled without a fight, and the Ming army in Ninghai City had already told him that the cooperative relationship between the two families of Ming and Shun had ended, and now all he needed was to get away from Shanhaiguan as quickly as possible, and then wait for Tianqing to regather his subordinates and join his subordinates in the north to continue to retreat north.

However......

"Regent!"

Shen Zhixiang in the back suddenly screamed.

Dorgon turned his head in astonishment, and in the rain and mist to his right, an eerie black shadow appeared, and it became clear at a rapid speed, along with the sound of a heavy object dragging on the ground, accompanied by the friction of metal and gravel......

"Hurry up, it's Yang Qing!"

He screamed as if he had a soul in his heart.

Then the regent went crazy and jerked the BMW under his crotch, and at this moment, there was a strange whistling in the air, and the next moment a huge mace spun and cut through the rain and mist, shaking off the splashed rain, and like an evil dragon falling from the sky, it suddenly drew on the guard behind him carrying the Huang Luo umbrella cover.

The latter's head disappeared in an instant.

The Huangluo umbrella cover on his shoulder broke.

The remaining mace then smashed into the other guard, falling to the ground along with his dead body.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Qing's terrifying face emerged from the rain and mist.

Dolgon's war horse neighed out, and the next moment Yang Qing hit Shen Zhixiang's war horse with a shoulder that was faster than the galloping horse, and the war horse that was also neighing in the whip began to jump out, as if it had been hit by a siege engine, and Shen Zhixiang on the horse's back was immediately pressed under the horse. At the same time, the spears in the hands of the two pro-soldiers stabbed out, and Yang Qing, who was heavily armored, ignored it, jumped over the fallen war horse and suddenly stepped on Shen Zhixiang's chest, and the fist with chain mail gloves in his hand hit the face of our Daqing Dynasty Xu Shungong, the former deputy general of Dongjiang Town. Before Shen Zhixiang's scream sounded, the second punch fell immediately, and then in the almost blink of an eye, Yang Qing's iron fist fell eight times in the splash of blood at the speed of an afterimage, and then he jumped forward, grabbed the mace on the ground and swept it out to the right without hesitation, and the two Dolgon's guards were immediately smashed by the people and horses.

Surrounded by more than a dozen guards, Dolgon took one last look at Shen Zhixiang, whose face was gone, and in the last moment of his life, he twitched, and they trembled and immediately urged the horse to gallop forward.

Yang Qing then came out of the guards.

"Don't go, Dolgon!"

He shouted at Dorgon's back as if he were a reluctant relative, and began to run with his mace.

The six guards immediately turned around and took on the battle.

Then they were smashed by the exaggerated mace in the blink of an eye, and Yang Qing rushed out again with a body of blood, and then the last eight guards turned around at the same time and urged the war horse to crash over.

In such a heavy rain, bows and arrows and firearms could not be used, it could only be hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons, but unfortunately what they needed to face was a monster that could be called invincible in hand-to-hand combat, and Yang Qing didn't have any fancy tricks, so he still threw the mace out in front of him, and he liked this more and more now. The thing was thrown out with his strength, spinning and flying like a meat grinder, and basically immediately blood and flesh splattered next to each other, and the three guards in front of it all fell down with men and horses. Immediately after that, Yang Qing jumped between them, grabbed a bloody corpse and smashed it towards the two guards on the right, and at the moment when the latter was knocked down, he jumped to his mace again, copied it and swept out.

By the end of this series of furious attacks, there was only one literati left between him and Dorgon.

Fan Wencheng.

Yang Qingchai can also guess.

Without hesitation, he threw his mace forward again with all his might, but because of the distance, he still couldn't hit Dolgon.

With his bare hands, he rushed forward again.

Despite the triple armor on his body, his speed was still close to the war horses of Dolgon, after all, the latter was difficult to run fast in this kind of weather, Dolgon and Fan Wencheng turned their heads, looking at Yang Qing who was constantly approaching, they could say that they were full of liver and gall, they didn't think that Yang Qing could provoke with his bare hands, Shen Zhixiang's bloody head was not what weapon he used to hit, with the bloody and blurred head lingering in front of him, the two of them desperately whipped their war horses at the same time.

The distance is finally starting to widen.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Yang Qing, who was running wildly, suddenly took off the cotton armor on his body, and then his speed increased again.

"Regent, you take it off too!"

Fan Wencheng shouted anxiously.

Dolgon suddenly realized, threw away all his weapons without hesitation, and then quickly began to take off the cotton armor on his body, and the speed of the war horse that lightened the weight began to increase, but Yang Qing behind him also knew how to accelerate at this time, and then Yang Qing began to take off the mountain armor on his body. And Dolgon didn't need Fan Wencheng's reminder at this time, he simply took off everything that could be taken off on his body, cotton armor, helmets, refined chain mail and armor vests inside, and said that he was also protected by layers. In fact, the shield car heavy infantry of the Qing army is also such a layer of foam nail armor inlaid with iron sheets, a layer of chain mail, and an additional armor vest in good conditions, it is precisely because of this that it can attack against the Ming army's birds.

It's just that Yang Qing's belongs to the deliberate thickening, and the other layer of mountain armor is the real main protection.

It was Huang Fei's private collection, which was specially given to him to deepen his brotherly relationship, after all, the two also worshipped the handle.

Poor Dolgon was forced to soon have a thin piece of clothing left on his body, and everything else that could be discarded was abandoned, and in the storm, he ran forward tremblingly with his bare head and rat tail, but even so he still couldn't shake Yang Qing off.

The latter also took off all his body, and simply chased after him shirtless.

Of course, Yang Qing is mainly for heat dissipation.

Such a wild heat dissipation is indispensable, in fact, Yang Qing has obvious heat rising on his body.

"Regent, you go first, the minions will fight with him!"

The loyal Fan Wencheng suddenly pulled out his sword and said.

"Good, good minion!"

Dorgon said movingly.

Fan Wencheng immediately stopped and turned the horse's head.

But Yang Qing, who had already been drawn closer to five feet, suddenly showed him a hideous look as if he was going to choose someone to devour.

Fan Wencheng's loyalty and courage vanished.

"Ahh

He screamed and turned back, overtaking Dorgon faster than he had before.

"You dog minion!"

Dorgon scolded indignantly.

At the same time, there was a strange sound of breaking the air behind him, and he subconsciously lay on the horse's head, and almost at the same time, a fist-sized stone flew over his head, just grazing the head of Fan Wencheng in front of him, and the latter's right ear disappeared instantly. In the screams of Fan Wencheng covering his head, Dolgon was so frightened that he hurriedly turned around, and saw Yang Qing behind him holding a stone and straightening his waist again, but at this time, several Qing soldiers rushed out in the rain and fog on the right, and one of them threw a spear at Yang Qing without hesitation.

Yang Qing leaned sideways and immediately grabbed it in his hand.

Then he raised his hand and threw it at Dorgon.

Dolgon cursed in frustration as he lunged down from his horse, but the spear arrived just as he left the saddle, and the spear had been aimed at his back downward, and if he hadn't dodged, he would have cut off his lumbar vertebrae, but because of his slight movement on the horse's back, the spear passed almost unmistakably under his ass. Dolgon suddenly let out a scream that was broken, and struggled down like madness from the spear that pierced into the horse's back at the same time, and then threw himself into the muddy water with the blood spilled in the tearing sound of his trousers, but at this time Fan Wencheng appeared beside him again, and then immediately dismounted and took off his shirt to wrap his crotch around his bleeding crotch, and another Qing soldier who arrived carried him to his horse, got on the horse and helped the regent to continue to flee forward.

Yang Qing, on the other hand, was surrounded by more than a dozen Qing troops.

By the time he had fought his way out of the encirclement, Dorgon had completely disappeared into the rain and mist.

"Ma's, there was only one left!"

Yang Qing picked up a section of meat worm with the tip of his knife in the blood stain where Dolgon landed, looked at the eggs connected to it, and said with a dissatisfied expression.

"Dolgon, you still lack an egg for me!"

He yelled at the rain and fog ahead.