"It's time to finish."

Ge Li looked at the Linqing officials and soldiers who had been overwhelmed by his own people, smiled coldly, raised the mace with minced meat, and led the old camp to kill.

With the old battalion recuperated on one side and the exhausted officers and soldiers on the other, the outcome of this battle seemed to be doomed at the beginning of the battle.

Zhizhou, who was watching the battle on the city tower, was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and many of those big families had already run down the city tremblingly, hurriedly loading their belongings into carts and horses.

"Kill!"

The garrison brandished the sword of the Ming official and hacked to death the rogue who rushed to the front one after another, but these people couldn't finish killing at all, and they still rushed up one after another.

At this moment, most of the dozens of family members brought out by the garrison have been killed in battle, and only a dozen people are left gritting their teeth and struggling to support.

Reinforcements, why haven't they come yet!?

Ge Liyan led the old battalion to slam into the defense line of the Linqing soldiers, this blow completely crushed the Linqing soldiers, and there were already fearful shouts from the rear, and the Linqing soldiers collapsed like this.

The mace in Ge Liyan's hand was full of thorns and iron thorns, and it hit the Linqing soldiers hard, and the officers and soldiers with thin clothes and armor were almost immediately incapacitated, either wailing and being chopped into pulp by the follow-up rogues, or fleeing back to the city with their lives.

It's one thing to think about fighting to the death, it's one thing to really make contact, it's another thing to wait until you're injured on the battlefield and bleeding profusely, and there are very few people who can really do it at this time and are still fighting to the death.

If the rest of the officers and troops are afraid that they will collapse just after leaving the city, and the Linqing soldiers are under the leadership of the garrison, they can still maintain forty percent of the retention at this time, and it has to be said that it is a miracle at the end of the Ming Dynasty when this kind of armament was slack.

But this small miracle, in fact, did not change the overall situation, although the quality of the rogues was low, but the victory was due to the large number of people, plus the old battalion that rushed up to end the battle, the Linqing soldiers soon suffered heavy losses.

A Linqing general, whose face was covered with blood, brandished a knife and hacked a thief to death, turned his head to see Ge Liyan with a mace, gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

But the next moment, the corpse of the unwilling man fell in a pool of blood, and his face was hit by a mace, which was already unrecognizable and terrifying.

As soon as the general died, the few remaining sergeants immediately dispersed, and gradually, the rogue surrounded the remaining hundreds of Linqing soldiers in a small circle.

There are only the last three of the family members who are still fighting by the Linqing garrison, and even the most courageous family officers have been killed by Ge Liyan.

One of the housekeepers saw the eyes of Gary who was rushing here, and although there was a deep fear in his eyes, he still stubbornly guarded the guard behind him, and shouted:

"Brothers, kill the Grimeye!" The other two ironclad family members shouted and rushed forward, and only then did they shout that the family Ding turned around and glanced at the guard before he followed, and his words were full of tears:

"Shourong! Let's go, let's go! Don't let the brothers die in vain, you must find the Dengzhou camp, and you must avenge the brothers! Kill!! ”

"You guys...!"

Before the Linqing garrison raised his hand and said anything, this Ding had already resolutely turned around and rushed in, and the garrison roared loudly, with deep hesitation in his eyes.

"Go, where are you going? The mountains are full of rogues, where can they flee to!? ”

Thinking of something, the Linqing garrison suddenly said in a loud voice:

"Daddy and mother are waiting for us, and we must not discredit our own family! The children of Linqing have fought with these thieves, Linqing, and they will not be born! ”

Lin Qingbing also knew that there was no possibility of survival at this time, and the collective will that erupted at this time was the strongest, and everyone shouted loudly with their necks pulled.

"Fight these thieves!"

"Poof...!"

Although the three men who rushed forward were all very brave and brave, they were exhausted, and they were killed by the energetic Grim Eye in a few strokes.

Ge Liyan deliberately slowed down, step by step approaching these Ming troops who seemed to be trapped in the battle of beasts, he liked to watch the despair of the officers and soldiers the most, this was the happiest moment in his life.

"Boom..."

"Boom, boom!"

At this moment, there was a violent loud bang from nowhere, which was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and countless lead bullets shot from behind, falling into the rogue without warning.

With the terrible howl of their own people, the rogues looked back in horror, and behind them, an army of ironclad was rushing towards them with neat steps.

Not only that, on the far hillside, a row of artillery was slowly pushed up, and countless firearms soldiers under the command of the officer methodically sent out lead bullets.

At the forefront of this Ming army array, a horse team of nearly 1,000 people brandished a shining scimitar and rushed into the rear of the Liukou.

These four words are the current situation.

"Dengzhou battalion, kill the enemy!"

The general at the head of the horse team was like a fierce tiger, and the tiger rushed left and right in the flock, and just this impact made the rogue already scatter and run away in all directions in fear and fear.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Behind the horse team, countless ironclad Dengzhou battalion soldiers rushed into the back of the Liukou, and the soldiers of the Dengzhou Battalion were all absolute elites, and they were like chopping melons and vegetables for the Liukou who were not even fully clothed and armored.

You can't cut it, you can't beat it.

This is the truest thought in the hearts of the rogues, these Ming soldiers in front of them are all dressed in iron armor, and the weapons in their hands are all tiger guns made of stainless steel, but whenever they are poked, they are often bloody.

In this case, the rogues who had gathered temporarily were collapsing at an extremely exaggerated speed, and except for the old battalion that had seen blood for their lives, almost no one dared to go up to block the advance of the Dengzhou battalion.

"These useless things, they actually ran away like a!?"

Ge Li turned his head with hatred in his eyes, he never expected the Dengzhou camp to come so quickly, but he soon found out.

The goal of this army, called the Dengzhou Battalion, is very clear, that is, it is coming to the old battalion on its side.

They were like a sharp sword, plunging heavily into the chest and abdomen of the rogue army, and quickly stabbed at the beating heart!

He couldn't think about it too much, the brave Dengzhou battalion general had already rushed towards the old battalion with a scimitar, it didn't matter, the important thing was that there were nearly a thousand horsemen behind this general!

Geli's eyes widened, how could the Dengzhou battalion afford to raise such a horse team, the horsemen were all wearing light chain mail, and they were holding the Macitars that the Mongols were accustomed to, and they were sharp.

Horses and horses, don't even think about it, they don't have to fight at all.

At present, this situation suddenly became the enemy in the back of Ge Li's eyes, seeing the cooked Linqingzhou City, Ge Li was naturally unwilling to give up, his eyes were firm, and he clenched his mace and shouted:

"The little ones, rush with Lao Tzu and defeat the Dengzhou battalion, and this Shandong territory will gallop with us!"

"Wow~"

"Kill!"

The veterans in the Fifth Battalion of the Left Revolution are all from the Rongyang Conference in the early years to the present, and even in the official army, they are all family-like figures, and they are all arrogant to the sky.

Hearing Ge Liyan's words, waving all kinds of weapons, the ghost cried and roared towards the Dengzhou camp.