Ertu listened to the Changxing Army's firearms seemed to be much thinner, and he looked up at the chest wall. I saw that the light of the fire gun was much thinner, and there were still figures flickering behind the breastwork.

"Oops! It's not good, this is the Changxing army to escape. "The vest hasn't arrived yet, and if he lets this group of Changxing troops run back to the fortress, he will do useless work tonight. When he returned to the camp, he would definitely be punished, and his future would end here.

At the thought of his future, the green tendons on his forehead jumped. At this moment, he didn't want anything else, and only the fleeing Changxing Army was left in his eyes.

"Minions! All follow Ye Chong, if anyone runs slowly, don't blame the knife in Ye Chong's hand for not recognizing people! Ertu, who jumped off the ice wall, drove the remaining Han army banners and Jurchen armor soldiers and rushed forward.

Fan Kuan, who was hiding behind the chest wall, saw so many people rushing up, and his face showed a wry smile. It seems that I can't go back to the fortress today, the bastard boy will have to take care of himself in the future, Uncle Fan can't be with you for the rest of his life!

"Grenades!" Fan Kuan roared, and he threw the grenade first. The violent explosion did not stop the enemy's frantic approach, and the artillery of the fortress could not break Ertu's courage. He's been completely in a frenzy, and he's going to slash anyone down if he notices anyone hesitating.

Along the way, he had hacked down no less than five Han Army Banners, and although Han Army Banners were afraid of grenades, they were even more afraid of the Jurchen Lord behind him.

In this way, they quickly approached the breastwork, threw the last grenade, and after emptying the lead bullet in the firearm, Fan Kuan pulled out the steel knife at his waist.

"Brothers! Fight with Jiannu, kill one is enough, kill two to earn one. Kill slaves! He led the Changxing army to fight with the Ertu people.

As soon as the two sides fought, several of Ertu's men fell. The cuirass defense of the Changxing Army is really good, the soldiers of the Han Army Banner often cut it with a knife, and the Changxing Army has no, and the Han Army Banner will fall down with a knife in the hand.

Only those Jurchen armor soldiers wearing well-armored armor can resist the slashing of the Changxing army, and the number difference between the two sides is quite large, but Fan Kuan's people formed a circle formation, and Ertu couldn't take Fan Kuan and the others for a while.

The angry Ertu stared at Fan Kuan, and he could see that these Changxing troops were listening to this veteran's orders. Every time the veteran gave an order, the armor soldier who was about to break through would return in vain, and he found the opportunity to slash at Fan Kuan's knife-holding right arm with a single sword.

Fan Kuan saw that a Jurchen general wearing a pointed helmet had found him, and he also began to deal with it carefully. Seeing the other party slashing at him, he hurriedly blocked it with a knife. With a backhand slash at the opponent's neck, Ertu took a step back to defuse the opponent's attack.

When Ertu slashed at the top of Fan Kuan's head again, Fan Kuan did not dodge. He used his helmet to take the knife hard, and he stabbed himself in the lower abdomen.

Ertu's knife slashed Fan Kuan's helmet first, and Fan Kuan's eyes were almost fainted as soon as his eyes were black with a huge impact. Fortunately, the helmet of Changsheng Island was stamped very hard, and although this knife left deep scars on it, it did not hurt Fan Kuan.

Ertu's steel knife slipped from the top of Fan Kuan's head, and a wound was cut on Fan Kuan's right arm before it stopped in the air. At this time, Fan Kuan's steel knife was already inserted into Ertu's lower abdomen, and he looked down at the steel knife that pierced his lower abdomen. Throwing down the knife in his hand, he clenched Fan Kuan's knife with both hands and stepped back.

Fan Kuan was stabbed in the right arm by his opponent, and the severe pain made him unable to hold the knife in his hand, and even let Ertu take the knife away.

Fan Kuan, who lost his weapon, was in danger all of a sudden, and he was in danger by the Jurchens' attack.

Ertu had a steel knife stuck in his stomach but grinned and laughed there, he pointed at Fan Kuan with his finger and said, "Ming dog! You listen~ Lord's vest has arrived, and today is your death! Ha ha!!! ”

At this time, there were bursts of horses' hooves from the ice, and the sound of horses' hooves hitting the ice surface was heard far away, and Fan Kuan's heart was beating when he heard it.

He glanced back at the Changxing Army, which was running towards the fortress, but fortunately the young men were about to enter the fortress. Their sacrifice was still worth it, and look at the few wounded soldiers around them. He said in his heart: Farewell, little four! Uncle Fan won't be able to take care of you in the future!

The Jurchens and Han Junqi who were attacking also stopped their movements, and they surrounded Fan Kuan and a few people in the middle to appreciate the tragic situation before their deaths.

Suddenly, a sharp arrow was shot at Ertu, who was laughing arrogantly, and the arrow hit him in the chest, causing the sharp pain to stop his laughter abruptly. His eyes widened in disbelief and shouted loudly at the rushing cavalry: "My own people! We are our own people! ”

He was answered by a continuous rain of arrows, countless feathered arrows that swept away any creature standing here. The Jurchens' heavy arrows were at their peak at this time, and they could shoot through any protection with the impact of their horses.

"Protect the boss!" The remaining Changxing Army soldiers blocked Fan Kuan with their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, they were shot like hedgehogs and fell on Fan Kuan's body.

The Jurchen horses did not stop after shooting down all the people, and the horses trampled on the people underground. For a while, those who did not die were trampled to broken bones and tendons, and they howled miserably. By the time they rushed to the fortress in the distance, there was not a single intact corpse on the ice.

Zhao Xiaosi woke up from his coma leisurely, although the arrow he spat out hit him in the chest. But with the protection of the cuirass, the arrow did not shoot very deep and did not hurt his heart.

His coma was caused by a blow to the heart, and he woke up shortly after being dragged to the fortress. As he struggled to get up and looked at the ice, he saw the Jurchen vest stepping over the corpses on the ground.

He shouted, "Uncle Fan! He was about to rush out, but was stopped by other soldiers.

"Sentry Chief! Mr. Fan has already gone, you have to lead everyone to kill Jiannu and guard the fortress! The soldier's words made Zhao Xiaosi sober up a little, and he reached out and pulled out the arrow shaft on his chest and jumped onto the wall of the fortress.

"The shotguns were aimed at the Jiannu cavalry, and the firecrackers were on the wall. Gun shield soldier grenade ready, kill all the slaves, take revenge! He stood on the top of the wall and roared, regaining the confidence of all the Changxing troops who had fled into the fortress in panic.

Zhao Xiaosi grabbed an immortal gun and pulled the trigger on the Jurchen vest that rushed over, and the vest responded. He drew a brick on the wall next to him.

"This is the first one, Uncle Fan! Bless the boy for killing a few more slaves! Zhao Xiaosi muttered quietly as he opened fire on the enemy.

The Jurchen vest only symbolically attacked once, and found that the powder keg did not blow up the fortress. Then they turned their horses and left, and they received orders that the fortress had been blown down, kill everyone in front of them, and rush into the fortress to occupy the fortress.