"Chief Officer Chen! I have an idea. Since the casualties are inevitable, let's throw down the knife to these Liao people and mobilize them to kill the captives ourselves! In any case, the number of Han Chinese in the crowd that crossed the river definitely exceeded that of Manchu! ”

An officer next to a horse rolled his eyes and immediately came up with a good idea.

"Chief Officer Chen, I think this idea is okay! We don't know who is Manchu and who is Han, but the Han people in this crowd know better than us. With so many people, pinching can strangle the full captives caught in the crowd to death! Another officer chimed in.

"Yes, but after one round. These captives will certainly not willingly put down their knives. After killing some of the captives, then throw down the knife and walk away. Chen Ming thought about it and ordered.

"Da, da, da!" Under the leadership of Chen Ming, the more than 3,000 cavalry of the Dengzhou Army rushed to the bank of the river in only half an hour, blocking back the crowd that wanted to flee to the river.

"Run, run! Run across the river and you'll be saved! The captives in the crowd and some of the enslaved minions shouted desperately, turned around and fled to the river.

"Shoot!" Chen Ming did not hesitate to give the order to shoot. At this time, whether you are a Han or a Manchu, if you want to escape the river, you can only be regarded as an enemy and must be resolutely exterminated by the Dengzhou army.

"Bang, bang, bang!" "Bang, bang, bang!" The rear-mounted "Type 28 rifles" of the cavalry of the Dengzhou Army were fired continuously, and nearly 1,000 people who rushed to the river were all knocked to the ground.

Due to the close proximity, these people who wanted to escape back were crowded together in a chaotic manner, and the musket shooting effect of the Dengzhou army was very remarkable. Near the riverbank, the bodies of those who had fled were soon covered.

"Rush, rush across the river!" More than two feet away from Xiao Jian and San Mazi, a man with a beard and a full beard was shouting loudly, trying to drive away these coats to serve as cannon fodder on their way to escape.

"Fuck it!" Xiao Jian touched the three pockmarks beside him with his arm, and jumped out like a leopard.

He deftly overlooked the panicked other clothed minions, and rushed to the left of the captive soldier in three steps and two steps. He didn't have time to think about it, so he used all his strength to slam into the waist of the full soldier.

"Ahh Caught off guard, he was knocked to the ground with a thud, and his iron-clad body immediately suffered from severe pain when it touched the hard ground.

Of course, this desperate collision hit Xiao Jian himself not lightly.

After all, he was only wearing a thin torn dogskin sweater, and the full armor soldier who was hit was wearing cotton armor inside and iron armor outside. Under the soft and hard, Xiao Jian naturally has to suffer some losses.

"Dog minion!" After the Manchu armor soldier realized that it was a Han man who knocked him down, he struggled to pick up the steel knife that had fallen a meter away.

"Dog Tartar!" With a loud shout, San Mazi, who was one step later than Xiao Jian, rushed over.

He took advantage of the fact that the full armor soldier had just propped up half of his body, and he crashed into it regardless of the ground. When he hit Manchu's head, he jerked his elbow and slammed Manchu's head to the ground.

The effect of this round of sneak attacks by San Mazi was better than that of Xiao Jian. This full tartar was hit by the fierce force of San Mazi, and his face was knocked into a bloody blur, and he fainted all of a sudden.

"Dog Tartar! Dog Tartar! San Mazi picked up the head of the captive soldier, and touched it again, and soon his dog's head was turned into a rotten watermelon.

"Hurry up!" Xiao Jian didn't care about the man who was killed by San Mazi, turned over and grabbed the steel knife that the man had thrown away.

"Brothers! Kill all the captives with me! With the steel knife in his hand, Xiao Jian immediately shouted loudly, and rushed towards a full soldier running in front.

San Mazi, who had just killed a captive, followed excitedly first: "Kill the captive dog!" ”

However, just as they were about to rush to the side of this Manchu Prisoner, this Manchu Tartar, who was also wearing iron armor, suddenly turned around and stood still, staring at Xiao Jian and San Mazi with a pair of big bull eyes.

"Kill!" Almost the same shout, Xiao Jian and the Manchu armor soldier raised their swords at the same time and slashed at each other.

The long-term lack of food and clothing made Xiao Jian's physical strength much inferior to that of the full armor soldiers, and with a heavy slash, the steel knife in his hand flew out of his hand, and he staggered back two steps.

"Die!" A hideous smile appeared on the face of the man who was sneak attacked, and he slammed forward, raised the big knife in his hand and slashed at Xiao Jian.

Finished! Xiao Jian, who couldn't dodge, closed his eyes and said in his heart: I can't imagine that Lao Tzu's dignified "lonely sword" would die in the hands of a captive soldier like this!

"Lone Sword!" The three mazi in the back were terrified, and called Xiao Jian's flower name without words.

"Bang!" Just when everyone next to him thought that Xiao Jian couldn't dodge this knife, a powerful bullet shot over, slamming through the temples of the full armor soldiers.

Xiao Jian's face suddenly felt a little warm, and when he opened his eyes, the full armor soldier who wanted to kill him just now had already fallen softly, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground suddenly.

"Lonely Sword! Good name! Dare to grab a knife and kill a full captive, good job! Bloody man! I saw that on the left side of the crowd, a large group of Dengzhou Army cavalry rushed over, and the officer in the first member wearing fine armor was Chen Ming, who had just shot and rescued Xiao Jian.

"Master Jun! You're finally here! Xiao Jian's nose was sour, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Everyone squats down with their heads in their hands! Lonely Sword, come here! Chen Ming ordered loudly.

"If you don't squat, kill!" When Xiao Jian walked over, Chen Ming roared again.

"Bang, bang, bang!" As soon as Xiao Jian walked in front of Chen Ming's horse, the muskets of the Dengzhou Army fired at the standing clothed minions. Many people who did not want to listen to orders, or were numb and in a daze, were all beaten to death.

"Master Jun, Master Jun! They are all Han Chinese! Xiao Jian hurriedly tried to persuade him.

"It's on the battlefield, and you're all shaved and have pigtails and braids. Where can we tell who is Manchu and who is Han? Those who do not obey the order can only be killed as a captive! Chen Ming replied helplessly.

"Master Jun, Master Jun! The little one has an idea to tell who is full! All you need to do is drink and make everyone squat, and then pick out those who wear iron armor and cotton armor. The armor was all full of Tatars, and they would not wear armor for the Han Chinese. ”

Xiao Jian was familiar with the situation in the Manchu army, and soon came up with a very practical idea.

"Good! You come with us. Chen Ming instructed the soldiers around him to take Xiao Jian on the horse. He turned back and ordered: "Everyone shout with me: Those who hold their heads and squat down live!" Death to those who stand! ”