Zhang Dayou's Han army flag is good at using gunpowder, after several successive blasting, the rocks blocking the road have been blown up or blown apart, and then smashed and moved away little by little by manpower, Wuzhen Chao Ha soldiers lined up in a long line on both sides of the mountain pass, relayed each other to throw the gravel to both sides of the road, and when they encountered the kind of hundreds of pounds of big stones, they were wrapped up with rope nets, and several people carried away together.

With the sound of tinkling hammers, a group of Qing soldiers came out of the woods on the slope of the mountain, pushed and shoved, and escorted Ji Jiahou and two other Chu soldiers down the mountain to Tunqi.

Ji Jiahou's two arms were tied behind his back, his body was scarred, a wound on his left leg was still oozing blood, he walked with a limp, and every step would leave a drop of blood on the grass, so that the prisoner who was unable to move would have been directly executed, but the Qing army found out that he was the leader of this small army of the Chu army, so they arrested him and sent him to Tunqi for personal interrogation.

"Which battalion of the Chu army are you from? Who are the battalion officers? Tunqi could speak Chinese, but could not understand the southern dialect, and Zhang Dayou, who had spent two years in Nanjing, acted as an interpreter in the center.

"Dog Tartar! Dog traitor! The Ji family snorted and spat out a mouthful of bloody spit at Zhang Dayou.

"Dog Tartar, we won't say anything! Come on, kill us! The other two Chu soldiers scolded angrily together, they just killed themselves with the sword in order to push down the last rock, and now they just want to provoke the other party and ask for a good understanding.

Their weapons and belongings were searched, and a soldier of the Eight Banners next to them held them, and Zhang Dayou took out a sweat towel and wiped the spit off his face. Then he asked for a knife to report the country, aimed at the wound on Ji Jiahou's leg, and inserted it fiercely. Gritting his teeth and stirring back and forth, he sneered: "It hurts, right?" Does it hurt? Lao Tzu slowly slashed you with a knife. It's up to you to say it or not! ”

"Oh-" Ji Jiahou let out a painful roar from the depths of his throat, and slammed into him headlong with his strength, but Zhang Dayou was already on guard this time, pushing Ji Jiahou to the ground, and then squatting down and cutting off one of Ji Jiahou's fingers.

"Say it or not!!" Zhang Dayou roared wildly.

"Heh, he, hehe......" Ji Jiahou's face turned pale, and sweat flowed down his face. Forcibly enduring the severe pain induced a burst of nervous laughter, and after the laughter, he glared at Zhang Dayou and said uncertainly, "Ling Chi? I should be able to hold out for a while, so let's try. ”

Zhang Dayou's eyes widened instantly, and he stabbed him in the arm again, stood up and ran in front of the other two Chu soldiers, slashing and cutting, cutting off several of their fingers, and kept urging him sharply.

The two Chu soldiers were still scolding at first, but then they couldn't stand the torture, and one of the soldiers said the unit number of the Chongyang battalion, the names and positions of him and Ji Jiahou. If you ask about anything else, you can't say anything.

Zhang Dayou turned around and continued to torture Ji Jiahou. Tunqi stopped him.

"Your injuries can still be healed, follow me when healed." Tun Qi stroked the yellow belt around his waist. said: "You are a warrior, as long as you are willing to surrender." Money and women are indispensable to you, and if you want to be an official, it's also a matter of Ben Beizi's words, oh, I haven't sued you yet, my name is Aixin Jueluo? Tunqi. ”

"You're Tunqi?" Ji Jiahou raised his head abruptly, his head and face were mottled with blood, covered with sweat and stains.

"Yes." The corners of Tunqi's mouth curled slightly.

"Do you want me to surrender, are you a coated minion?" Ji Jiahou asked, his voice trembling slightly because his body was in too much pain.

"Yes, as long as you do a good job in the future, you can at least be a seven-grade county order when you release it." Tun Qi showed a faint smile. Every time he said a word, Zhang Dayou translated it, and seeing that Tunqi was so serious to this low-level officer of the Chu army, Zhang Dayou could not hide the surprise in his heart, and his expression was very strange.

"Only a clothed slave can be promoted and rich, I've heard it before." Ji Jiahou's eyes flashed, as if he remembered some scene in the past, but suddenly his face changed, stared at Tun Qi and said, "But there are also people in our Han who don't want to be slaves!" I'd rather die here today than find myself a master! ”

Zhang Dayou was poked in the sore spot, changed color, pointed at Ji Jiahou and scolded, eager to pull out a knife and kill him immediately.

As if he had been punched, Tun Qi's body leaned back slightly, and suddenly put away his smile, but he was not angry, he raised his hand to stop Zhang Dayou, and nodded to Ji Jiahou: "You are a hard-headed hero, we Manchurians respect the hard-headed hero the most, so Ben Beizi gives you one last chance, either die very poorly, die silently, or surrender and follow me to make contributions, glorify your ancestors, you choose for yourself." ”

Ji Jiahou lowered his head and remained silent.

Tun Qi looked at him expressionlessly, as cold and arrogant as a god who held the fate of mortals in his hands.

Ji Jiahou didn't speak, not because he was hesitant in his heart, but because he wanted to use powerful words to fight back against this arrogant Manchu clan, he was silent for a long time, and finally spoke: "I am a soldier, and it is my duty to die on the battlefield, how can I die a terrible death?" There are 10,000 Han people, there are 100,000 people in the Chu army, I am just an ordinary soldier in the 100,000 Chu army, our 100,000 Chu army is one mind, to protect the family and defend the country as their own responsibility, follow Wang Junmen to drive the Tartars out of the pass, today a few of us even if we die, we will leave our names on the martyrs' monument of the Chu army, thousands of years later, we can still get the respect of future generations, how is it that the death is silent? ”

He turned his face to look at his two companions, and then questioned Zhang Dayou: "What is the difference between being a man who forgets his ancestors, forgetting etiquette, righteousness and shame, and being a beast?!" ”

Zhang Dayou couldn't hold back any longer, raised the sword of serving the country high, and shouted to Tun Qi: "These southern thieves are so rampant, they will be broken into thousands of pieces in the end, please Bei Ziye!" ”

"Get out of the way." Tun Qi shouted coldly.

"Master Bei!" Zhang Dayou was angry and aggrieved.

"Such warriors should have let them die on the battlefield, but now that they have been captured, only the same Eight Banners warriors are qualified to kill them, you are not worthy." Tunqi waved his hand like driving away a dog.

"Ha ......" Zhang Dayou changed his face like a Sichuan opera, and changed into a flattering smile, "What Bei Ziye said is that these southern thieves are hard-boned, and cutting off their heads will not stain Bei Ziye's treasure knife." ”

Tun Qi looked at him with undisguised contempt, half of his face twitched twice, and nodded with a smile, which was a response to this not very clever, but very useful-sounding sycophant.

Three Eight Banner soldiers were selected for execution, and two Chu soldiers issued a final scolding one after another.

"Kill all the Tartars!"

"Dog Tartar, grandpa, I'll wait on the way to Huangquan first, you will follow soon......"

The shining steel knife was raised high, and the executioner twisted his body to accumulate strength, and was about to swing the knife to cut it down, but Ji Jiahou was still silent.

Tun Qi suddenly stopped and asked, "Ji Zhuangshi, if you have any last words, just say it, as long as you don't insult our Daqing, I will leave it to your family to collect the body." ”

Under the bright sunshine, the mountains of Ningzhen are like stacks of green and flowing gold, flashing with jumping brilliance and full of vitality.

Ji Jiahou turned his head to look west, his eyes showing attachment and reluctance.

"I still have an old lady, a mother-in-law and two dolls at home, I really miss them, but unfortunately loyalty and filial piety can't be both...... I died today to serve the country, and I hope that the Han family will be peaceful and prosperous for generations to come! ”

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The Gongyi camp and the Zhenxiao camp were interspersed near Jintan County, blocking the way for He Luohui to flee eastward, and by the way, they beat rabbits with grass, and used Ji'er Harang's seal and arrows to open the gate of Jintan County, and added another insurance on the periphery.

He Luo would continue to storm the 177 Heights, but he could not overcome them for a long time, of course, he did not dare to continue to attack and break through from the front, and saw that the road to the east was cut off again, so he had to drill a ravine from the "bow back" in an attempt to break through to the back of the 177 Heights. After receiving the report, the Gongyi Battalion and the Zhenxiao Battalion immediately chased after them diagonally, and the soldiers were facing the He Luohui Chinese Army who were walking on the outer line.

In addition to the first section of the "big road", the Gongyi battalion and the Zhenxiao camp also took the mountain path, and the geographical conditions were similar to those of the Qing army, but the Chu army was in the dark, the Qing army was in the light, He Luohui was in a hurry to escape, and the Gongyi battalion and the Zhenxiao camp did not encounter any harassment and could march at full speed. In order to speed up as much as possible, the main force of the Gongyi battalion dragged behind, and the musket teams of the Zhenxiao battalion and the firearms battalion advanced lightly, marching day and night towards He Luohui.

The original Chu army stationed on the 177 Heights, including the Chongyang battalion, the Ji'an battalion and the Puqi battalion, as well as the friendly troops of Jiao Lian's department, Jiao Lian pursued and killed from the southwest, and fought fiercely with Zhang Guozhu's green battalion, and the Chongyang battalion and the Ji'an battalion pursued and killed from due west, and encountered the blocking forces of Bashan and Gurmahun, which were also engaged in fierce battles...... Unable to deploy troops in the mountains, Wang Sheng and Wang Ding fought while sending troops to detour from the flank, plus Lu Renqing's Puqi battalion, the elite of the Chu army of more than 5,000 people hurried towards the predetermined position.

Wang Ding was fighting with Gurmahun, and the roundabout Ji'an battalion was led by Gu Zongfu, and at the same time they joined Lu Renqing, they also met with Tang King Zhu Yulu, Jinyiwei commander Ma Jixiang and other envoy officials.

A few days ago, Zhu Yulu and Ma Jixiang have been near the 177 Heights, condolences to the wounded soldiers everywhere, inspire the morale of the army, the royal family members of the Ming Dynasty have not been to the front line for hundreds of years, Tang King Zhu Yulu can fight side by side with ordinary soldiers (even if an enemy is not hit), it does play a role in boosting morale.

Zhu Yulu and others live a very fulfilling life every day.

The battle on the 177 Heights was so tragic that the defense line of the Chu army seemed to be precarious, and the battle situation was really not optimistic. (To be continued......)