In the face of Yue Tuo's discouraged and frustrated suggestion, Huang Taiji glanced at his most beloved general, took a deep breath, suppressed his frightened heart, and said lightly: "The two strong meet the brave and win, tell our warriors, we have suffered heavy losses, Lu Hanqiang has suffered heavy losses, we are exhausted, Lu Hanqiang is even more exhausted, but, our warriors are invincible in the world, we still have 40,000 warriors, we will definitely be able to eliminate Lu Hanqiang's 20,000 remnants, warriors, work hard, the last backbone of the Ming Dynasty will be completely broken by us, Be sure to break it too. After saying that, Huang Taiji suddenly stood up, tore off the bright yellow cloak on his body, and in the horror of everyone, flew on the horse, picked up the big knife that he hadn't used for a long time, and yelled at his three thousand guards: "Sons, for the invincible reputation of Jianzhou, for the future of our great gold and thousands of generations, we will fight to the death." ”

Huang Taiji's actions completely aroused Jiannu's last bit of courage, and they roared together and rushed to the battlefield with Huang Taiji.

The battlefield reversed again, the scales tilted again, Lu Hanqiang felt his spine gurgling, and slashed a Jiannu in front of him, and he couldn't see where his brother was in a daze, and then, he saw a Jiannu's hideous face.

His arms were already red and swollen, his sword had been broken, and the blood all over his body seemed to have dried up, and when he looked up, he saw Ruyun snuggling tightly in the arms of the little fat man, and the little fat man was holding Ruyun who didn't know life and death in one hand, and roared in a bloody battle.

He saw Yao Tongxin waving a sword and fighting with Jiannu.

He saw Xu Jie discarding Sven, brandishing a spear that was incommensurate with him, and was stabbing over a war horse.

He saw—

He saw that all the brothers were fighting on their own.

He saw Zihan, a scattered Xiu flying in the hunting fire, waving the broken sword in his hand desperately fighting everywhere, shouting blankly looking for something.

He knew that he was looking for himself, and he knew Zihan's heart, even if he died, he would definitely die with himself.

"I'm here, I'm here." Lu Hanqiang opened his mouth and roared, but the day's battle had used up almost all the water in his body, and he could only open his mouth and shout in vain, but he didn't make a sound.

The shouting is unintentional, just as pleading and kneeling cannot be exchanged for the mercy and freedom of the enemy, then kill a bloody road and live and die with the beloved.

It seems that Zihan felt the presence of Lu Hanqiang in the thousands of troops, and he began to rush madly in the direction of Lu Hanqiang, and Lu Hanqiang also rushed madly in the direction of Zihan, although separated by thousands of troops and horses, although separated by hell demons, the two people gritted their teeth like that, and waved the broken sword without a sound, rushing in the direction of the other party, and approaching step by step.

A Jiannu rushed towards Lu Hanqiang, and out of nowhere, a figure pounced on him, and bit his throat with his teeth.

A Jiannu pounced on Lu Hanqiang, and a badly injured brother got up from the ground and hugged him and rolled with him.

Countless brothers are using their lives to open a channel for Lu Hanqiang and Zihan to embrace each other.

The world is bloody, and what is shaking in front of Lu Hanqiang's eyes is Zihan, Ruyu, the little brother, the little sister, and the dogs who are already in a group, and the old lady with white and resolute eyes.

"Mother-son-" This voice is shouted to the ruthless Forbidden City, but also to relatives in the distant world.

At this time, there was a great chaos in the city of Beijing, the high suspension bridge suddenly collapsed, the city gate suddenly opened, and a tall figure stood outside the city gate hole, shouting at the melee battlefield: "Royal family, don't abandon or give up, kill slaves with me——"

With Zhao Liang's shout, countless royal family members wearing the characteristic costumes of the dark yellow royal post delivery firm poured out from the city gate hole behind him, and they shouted together with Zhao Liang: "Kill the slaves-" and rushed to the battlefield.

"Kill slaves-" Liu Tao's blessed figure appeared at the city gate and rushed to the battlefield without hesitation.

"Kill slaves—" Zhang Butcher, dressed in ridiculous clothes, brandished a pig-killing knife and rushed out of the city gate with the people under his jurisdiction.

Behind them, there were hundreds of people, holding kitchen knives and sticks, shouting to kill slaves, followed closely, slowly, among these galloping people, there began to be the officers and soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, the officers and soldiers of the Beijing Battalion, and there were-

A steady stream of people poured out, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands—

Huang Taiji urgently reined in the war horse, he looked in horror at the steady stream of Ming people pouring out of the huge city gate, watching them pour into the battlefield, submerging the already thin encirclement, and spreading to the south, to his eyes.

"Defeated, the emperor runs." Dai Shan's words, for the Houjin Eight Banners, who had suffered heavy casualties and were exhausted, were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and all the remnants of Jiannu completely collapsed.

Huang Taiji looked up to the sky and sighed: "God doesn't bless me with Dajin." Then reluctantly, he turned his horse's head, put away his saber, and left the clansmen who were still in the raging waves of the people and headed east.

The entire battlefield, the whole night was lit by torches like daylight, all the people were searching for the surviving Tartars and Korean minions, and then chopping them into meat sauce, all of them were cleaning the battlefield cleanly, even if a Jiannu's heart guard did not let go.

Gao Xu tore off a strong Tartar's heart goggles and wiped them on his chest, it was very bright, but unfortunately, there was a small hole pierced by a gun on it, and he glanced at the guy under his feet, this guy was still moving, so Gao Xu lowered his head with a smile and asked, "What is the name?" ”

The guy coughed up blood and said proudly, "Baturu, Aobai." ”

This is Manchu, Gao Xu didn't understand, so he went down with an iron bone, "Bird language, I don't understand, if it's a solid mountain, it's really something, and you can catch it alive and receive the reward, what kind of Batu Lu worships, it's worthless." ”

"Catch Yue Tuo, catch Da Yue Tuo." There was a burst of cheers on the battlefield, and Gao Xu spat stupidly, "It's a pity it's not me." ”

Yue Tuo was very embarrassed now, but when he came to Lu Hanqiang, he still tidied up the red-trimmed helmet on his head, so that the tall lightning rod-like thing stood proudly upright.

Lu Hanqiang didn't even look at him, and waved his hand directly: "Press it down, wait for the prisoner." ”

At this time, Yue Tuo suddenly shouted: "No, I can't be a prisoner, Lu Hanqiang, you and I will fight like a man." ”

Lu Hanqiang shook his head impatiently, picked up the sword, and slashed at Yue Tuo, who was being detained, and then twisted it hard in Yue Tuo's disbelieving eyes: "Why should I duel with you?" I'm not a barbarian, I'm a civilized person. ”