At the moment of Shen, the sky was gray, and after a day of bloody fighting, Liu Zhilun's troops retreated to the last stronghold of the Ming army - the top of Niangniang Temple.

After the attack began at dawn today, they took advantage of the rugged and steep mountain of Niangniangmiao Mountain, under the cover of trees and grasses, and with a bloody bravery, they launched a duel to the death with the Manchu Tartars who came to attack the mountain.

There were no bows and arrows, so they used stones and lumps of mud to smash them at the Manchu and Mongolian tartars and traitors who were pouring at the foot of the mountain. Sometimes the rain of rocks and bumps of earth can really do something, at least briefly delay the enemy's attack, and beat some of the clothed Ahabs who have no shields or armor to the ground.

But soon, the cunning Manchu Tartar archers will find a suitable position for archery. Under the command of the experienced combatants, Fendebashiku and Niulu Zhangjing, they launched a covering bow and arrow shooting against the Ming army on the mountain.

Liu Zhilun's improvised patchwork army, each battalion and team was extremely poorly equipped. Don't say that the shields, armor, and even the usable knives, guns and weapons are incomplete. Many people hold nothing more than a sharpened wooden stick in their hands.

In addition, the trees on Niangniangmiao Mountain are not dense, and the battalions and teams of the Ming army lack command and actual combat experience, so they often have to leave a corpse and flee for their lives after a few rounds of shooting by the archers.

However, the hungry, thirsty, tired, and untrained soldiers of the Ming army could not outrun the wolf-like armored soldiers. Many of them were chased and killed from behind by the Tartars when their positions were lost and fled.

Dai Shan, who has a calm personality, commanded about 10,000 soldiers with two red flags, and they attacked steadily and steadily, mountain by hill. In the end, the remaining more than 1,300 Ming troops were finally forced to the top of Niangniang Temple.

"Go! Let people shout. As long as this Liu Shilang surrenders, I will spare his whole army from dying! After everyone surrendered, they could get clothes and food immediately. All the soldiers are incorporated into the Han army flag, and Liu Shilang can also be an official in my Dajin! ”

Dai Shan summoned his son Shuo Tuo to give a few instructions, and Shuo Tuo immediately took more than a dozen bayalas to the mountain.

"Whew! Thou art and other wild creatures, and thou art with mountain fowls and wild beasts. I am merciful and allow you to return to obedience and make a living. You don't want to repay the emperor's kindness, but you actually slaughtered my Han people for the sake of Liaodong, it is really intolerable, and you should be killed by the clan! ”

"The old man is a descendant of Huaxia Miao, a descendant of the gods, how can you lead a beast to eat people?! Thou art and the other beasts must not say any more, though the attack will come up. The old man and this Da Ming Erlang should recommend Xuanyuan with a hot heart! ”

After Liu Zhilun started the war, he has been fleeing under the escort of his cronies. Now it was finally his turn to play a role, his face was flushed, his gray beard trembled, and he impassionedly scolded Shuoto and the others who had surrendered.

"Get out! Full of death! "I want my grandfather to surrender, but I don't have any doors! The soldiers beside Liu Zhilun were also infected by his pride, and they scolded with gossip.

"Good boy!" Liu Zhilun had tears in his eyes, raised his arms and exclaimed: "Sons and daughters of the Han family, my Han family has a straight line, and the blood is extremely noble!" How can you bring down the Tartars! Today on Huangquan Road, we will walk together! ”

"Die or die!" "Fight to the end!" ”

Many of the soldiers who retreated to the top of the mountain were either killed by the Manchu captives or their homes and houses were burned down by the Manchu Tatars, and they all had a blood feud with the Manchu Tatars.

At this time, they are in a desperate situation, and everyone will be heartbroken: if you die, you will also pull one or two Tartars on your back!

"Let's go! Go and report the decision with Big Baylor! When Shuotuo saw that Liu Zhilun, who was exhausted, still refused to surrender, he was very angry. I had to go back and report to Dai Shan and let him, the commander, get an idea.

"Haha! Retreat! "Dead Tartar, full of dead captives!" As soon as Shuotuo and the others, who had come down from the mountain to persuade them to surrender, retreated, the soldiers all shouted happily.

"My lord! The full army is sharp, and now that the enemy is outnumbered, it is better to choose the opportunity to break through and then try to make a success! A general whispered.

Of the more than 10,000 people, more than 1,000 have died. Weapons and food, everything is lacking, what else to fight? Hurry up and break through!

"You!" Liu Zhilun held the hilt of the sword violently and said sharply: "You don't need to say more!" I have received the grace of the immortal dynasty and swear to destroy the captives! If you can't do it today, you will die today! ”

"Amma! These Han dogs still refuse to surrender! Shuoto saw the aftermath of Dai and reported it hatefully.

"Then attack! Try to capture this Liu Zhilun alive. The person who captures Liu Zhilun alive will be rewarded with one hundred taels of gold and a future! Dai Shan commanded helplessly.

According to the meaning of the black child (Huang Taiji), if you can recruit this Liu Zhilun, it will be of great significance. This is a civil official and a soldier of the Ming Dynasty!

The black child urgently needs to recruit such a high-ranking official of the Ming Dynasty to improve the extremely low morale of the Manchu after being beaten by the Laizhou army.

Check it out! The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have all surrendered to us! How awesome! What a spirit!

However, the hard-headed Liu Zhilun still disappointed these self-righteous Tartars.

"Rush!" "Kill the mountain and capture Liu Zhilun alive!" After getting the order of Dai Shan to attack the mountain, the captives and the Baoyi Aha rushed to the top of the Niangniang Temple as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

A hundred taels of gold and half a future is a huge reward for these captives. Properly can let them enter the ranks of low-level slave owners at once.

"Drumming!" After making up his mind to die, Liu Zhilun seemed to have returned to the time when his classmates were young and scolded Fang Xuan, he personally drew his sword and stepped forward to inspire the soldiers to fight to the death.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" The light arrows thrown by the captives fell like snowflakes, killing and wounding hundreds of Ming soldiers. Even Liu Zhilun, the waiter, was hit by an arrow in the thigh.

"Hit!" "All stone!" The soldiers of the Ming army, under the command of some captains, also fought back bravely.

Stones large and small were like hailstones, and the shields and armor of the captives rattled. Some unprotected Aha's were unfortunately hit by rocks, and their heads, faces, hands and feet were covered with blood.

"Shoot!" "Call Lao Tzu!" "Hit hard! Officers on both sides roared, directing the soldiers to attack.

For a time, the two sides were like flying locusts, fighting fiercely!

Due to the excellent position of the top of the mountain occupied by the Ming army, except for a rugged mountain road in the south that can be climbed, the other three sides are cliffs. Therefore, in order to reduce their own casualties, the Manchu had to adopt this method of attacking with bows and arrows.

When the fierce battle reached the unitary, in addition to the bow and arrow, the Ming army basically threw away all the stones and lumps that could be found on the ground.

However, the well-supplied Manchu still shot their bows and arrows like a torrential rain, and more Ming soldiers were shot into hedgehogs. The Manchu archers immediately approached the top of the mountain step by step.

Liu Zhilun saw the last moment, and looked up to the sky sadly and shouted: "Holy Lord, Weichen has the grace of the saint, and he can only repay him with death!" ”

"Sir! ......" Liu Xuemin, a family member on the side, thought that he was looking for a short view, so he hurriedly pulled him to persuade him.

"Liu Er, you go quickly! Hand over my seal to the Shuntian Fu minister Fang Gong! Break it off and don't fall into the hands of the Tartars! ”

Liu Zhilun took off the seal around his waist and solemnly handed it to Liu Xuemin.

"Old man......" Liu Xuemin held the seal letter in his hand, and he couldn't cry anymore!

"Rush!" "Rush up and capture Liu Zhilun alive!" ”

As soon as the Manchu saw that the Ming army on the top of the mountain no longer had stones and lumps to throw, they picked up tiger spears and knives and rushed to the top of the mountain. They were all ready to defeat the Ming army on the top of the mountain in one fell swoop and capture alive Liu Zhilun, the squire of the Ming Army.

"Holy Lord, in the next life, let Weichen repay the court's kindness!" After Liu Zhilun finished speaking, he was about to draw his sword and kill himself.

"Old, sir! What do you see? Liu Xuemin suddenly pointed to the southern horizon excitedly and shouted.