Bang bang...

Whoosh...

Bullets and arrows crossed the night sky, breaking the silence, sparks flew everywhere, the battle of Dapengzhai began to start, the sudden sneak attack of the Qing army, Luo Qiqing was a little caught off guard, even if he had been prepared, but Erle Dengbao's troops had firearms battalions, and there were red-coated artillery for fire support. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

All of a sudden, under all kinds of disadvantages, the White Lotus Sect members in Dapeng Village panicked, and everyone was in danger, like frightened birds. At this moment, Luo Qiqing quickly walked out of the camp tent, came to a relatively open place, and climbed high and looked down.

With the help of the moonlight, you can see that the black oppressive figure is rushing to the top of Dapeng Mountain, and the sparks emitted by the birds are dotted, in the dark night, it is so obvious and eye-catching, seeing this situation, Luo Qiqing immediately reflected it, and decisively and decisively shouted: "Xian Dachuan, immediately take your Tangkou sect members to counterattack from the left flank, push down the Rolling Wood Leishi, follow behind, and break through now!" ”

"Gou Wenming, you led the subordinates from the right flank to do the same, greet these Manchurian Tartars and their doglegs with rolling wood and stones, and let them know that our White Lotus Sect White Horn is not so easy to mess with!"

"Yes, chief, I'm going to take my brothers to rush down and kill them, fight a bloody way, and extinguish the prestige of these Qing troops!" Gou Wenming and Xian Dachuan shouted in unison, bowed and saluted, and hugged their fists.

At this moment, although Luo Qiqing's face was calm, he was very anxious in his heart, and when he heard Xian Dachuan and Gou Wenming's response, he immediately added: "If you break out, let's meet at the ferry, and then discuss, you guys go quickly, the situation is already unfavorable." ”

Boom...

Bang bang...

In the midst of the artillery fire and gunfire, Gou Wenming and Xian Dachuan ran away, looking at the two people who were gradually walking away, in the dark, Luo Qiqing's brows were slightly furrowed, his head was slightly raised, through the faint wolf smoke, staring at the bright moon in the night, and muttered to himself: "Second brother, come quickly, if there is no support from you, my brother will have to explain here tonight." ”

His eyes flickered, and then, Luo Qiqing regained his consciousness and stepped out, and at the same time, he said quietly: "Yongfu, follow me, let's rush down directly, I hope to hold on until your uncle arrives." ”

Thundered

The cannonballs flew out and fell into the Dapeng Mountain, and suddenly, the sawdust flew sideways, the rocks cracked, the flames soared into the sky, and the shouts of killing shocked, kill!

Bang bang...

After years of confrontation, the White Lotus Sect has long had its own firearms battalion, but the scale is relatively small, and the bullets cannot be replenished in time.

Kill!

Gradually, the White Lotus Sect and the Qing army fell into a stalemate, carrying out face-to-face blood battles, short-distance battles, white bones, people kept falling, they could no longer stand up, and became wisps of lonely souls, the cold wind blew through the treetops, scraped through the grass, and made a whimpering sound, which was like a terrible ghost roar, coupled with the bloody scene, which made people's scalp numb and their bodies cold.

The night shrouded Dapeng Mountain, the smell of blood was pervasive, getting stronger and stronger, between the encirclement and the breakthrough, the White Lotus Sect had lost most of it, Luo Qiqing's face was full of stains and blood, and he looked embarrassed, standing at the foot of Dapeng Mountain, looking at the sect members who were fighting not far away, ignoring the corpses under his feet and around.

Spears burst out, swords facing each other, and the fallen White Lotus Sect and Qing soldiers were like harvested straws, falling to the ground in waves and pools of blood. The blood flows sideways, forming a trickle, which flows into low-lying areas, spreading, and soaking with dead grass and soil.

The black and oppressive Qing soldiers continued to surge, making the White Lotus Sect members feel powerless, the enemy was several times their own, and they couldn't kill it at all, which made people desperate.

Luo Qiqing was crazy, forgetting to break out of the encirclement, only the broad-backed long knife in his hand, constantly waving, and harvesting the enemy's life to his heart's content, all he could do now was to fight like a disgusting man.

Luo Yongfu, Gou Wenming, Xian Dachuan, etc., I don't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, they all gave up the hope of breaking out of the encirclement, and gradually moved closer to their leader, faintly forming the outline of a protective circle, protecting Luo Qiqing in the center to resist the continuous influx of Qing soldiers.

Luo Qiqing and the others showed bloodshot in their eyes, full of resoluteness, at this moment, they only had the intention of killing one to protect their capital, killing two to earn one. In short, we must not let the encirclement and suppression operation of Erle Dengbao go smoothly, and we must pay the price of blood.

Tens of thousands of White Lotus Sect members, after a long period of fighting, the remaining less than 5,000 have gathered together, and the battlefield has also begun to shift, from the top of Dapeng Mountain to the foot of the mountain, and then to the wilderness.

Although the number was small and the situation was unfavorable, the morale of Luo Qiqing and the others was high, and they became more and more excited, which was a bloodthirsty light, faintly a little higher, and temporarily resisted the offensive of the Qing army.

However, the movements of the people fighting became slower and slower, and their breathing became heavier and heavier, which showed that their physical strength had reached a limit, and they could not hold on for long, and they could fall down at any time and be hacked to death by random knives.

The Qing army came like a tide, and the state began to change, from the initial fear, to be shocked by Luo Qiqing and others' lifeless fighting style, and then to become active, with a greedy light in his eyes, hoping that the steel knife in his hand would be cut on the neck of the bandit leader.

Suddenly, a small-scale riot suddenly broke out in the rear of the Qing army, which gradually expanded, and suddenly, the pressure on Luo Qiqing and others was slightly reduced and they got a chance to breathe.

"Kill, the leader is in front, rescue our leader!"

For Luo Qiqing and others, this voice is so familiar and kind, Luo Yongfu said excitedly: "Father, father, listen, this is the voice of the second uncle, the reinforcements of the second uncle have arrived, and there is hope for us to break out of the encirclement!" ”

In an instant, the morale of Luo Qiqing and the others was greatly boosted, as if they had eaten the Ten Perfection Tonic Pill out of thin air, and recovered their strength in an instant, Luo Qiqing, as the leader, recovered his clarity, ignored his son's surprise words, and slashed to death an oncoming Qing soldier with a knife, and shouted at the same time: "Everyone listens, all gather together, form a cone-shaped state, and attack in the direction of the second leader!" ”

After a word, no one answered, but, action trumped everything, all the surviving people quickly gathered, aimed in one direction, selfless charge, there was no defense, only attack, the front fell, the people behind quickly made up, stepped on the corpse of their companions, and continued to attack.

At this moment, everyone forgot everything, only one belief supported them, they couldn't feel the sword wounds on their bodies, they didn't have that feeling of pain, they rushed to the Qing soldiers like crazy, carried out the bloodiest fight, and kept advancing.

Under the attack of the two phases, the local Qing army was already in disarray, and the resistance was insufficient, and it was impossible to stop the offensive of Luo Qiqing's group of madmen.

Suddenly, the Qing army in the middle of the attack was like a river bursting its embankment, scattering in all directions, with a panicked look on its face, throwing away its armor and abandoning its armor, and being very afraid.

"Hell, this is a bunch of devils, they are devils who suck human blood!"

I don't know who shouted this, which immediately made the Qing army even more panicked, and the nearest soldiers fled to both sides.

All of a sudden, Luo Qiqing made a name for himself, which made the Qing soldiers frightened and hid far away. Soon, Luo Qiqing and Luo Qishu joined forces together, and Luo Qishu shouted: "The front team becomes the rear team, return along the original road, quickly get out of the encirclement of the Tartars, and protect the leader!" ”

Luo Qiqing was no longer able to command, he was already physically and mentally exhausted, and only his last breath was left to support his body, and with a belief, he went to the periphery.

The moonlight is bleak, the brightness is still the same, the wolf smoke is filled, dancing with the wind, the Dapeng Mountain is extremely around, full of corpses, in the chaos, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is the White Lotus Sect members or the Qing army soldiers.

The broken wall is ruined, the blood is filled, as the cold wind spreads farther away, on a certain hillside near Dapeng Mountain, Erle Dengbao stands here, his eyes are faint, constantly flickering, looking at the direction of Luo Qiqing and the others fleeing, he did not blame the defeated subordinates, but said coldly: "Release a signal, inform Zhu Shudou, the anti-thieves flee to his side, and be sure to completely annihilate this group of Diao people and anti-thieves." ”

Sou~!

A red firework burst out, making a crisp sound, piercing the silent night and illuminating the Heavenly Palace until the direction where Luo Qiqing and the others fled.

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