"For the sake of Da Ming, kill! - "Just as Jiannu and the infantry of the Flying Tiger Battalion were tearing fiercely, Shi Youliang led the Flying Tiger Battalion horse team to pierce from behind Jiannu like a sharp knife, tearing Jiannu's formation like cutting tofu. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe cavalry of the Ming army kept slashing the swords in their hands at the Jiannu officers and soldiers around them in the gallop. For a time, the blood rain was flying, the heads were rolling, and the Manchurian Baturu people, who were once "full of invincible battles", did not expect that they would kill another cavalry behind them, and they were completely stunned by this sudden and sharp blow, and they were unable to organize a strong counterattack.

"The son of a bitch! Go to the underworld to accompany your parents! Shi Youliang shook his head and shook off the blood splashed on his face, shouting excitedly. I saw the big knife in his hand flying up and down, and everywhere he went, there would be a rain of blood, and just a Jiannu's unarmored auxiliary soldier was cut off by him, and all kinds of internal organs flowed all over the ground, making the Jiannu, who had always regarded human life as a mustard, also frightened. This time, the cavalry of the Ming army gave up almost all their tricks and only caught three words: Quick! Permit! Vicious! Where there are more Jiannu, rush there! The war knife is curled, so change it and continue to kill! The momentum of the war horse was blocked, so he dismounted and fought on foot and continued to fight with Jiannu! Due to the fact that they were too involved in the killing, some Ming cavalry even rushed through the Jiannu, until they reached the barricades set up by the Ming army, and rushed up the hillsides on both sides.

After being aggrieved for too long, the fighting desire of the Ming cavalry finally erupted at this moment and reached its peak!

When Jiannu had completely fallen into chaos, the Ming army on the hillside, the Ming army behind the barricades, and the officers and soldiers of the Zhenwei battalion began to launch a full-scale counteroffensive against Jiannu. Under the light of the fire, the "lightning rod" on Jiannu's helmet is particularly eye-catching. Thousands of Ming troops poured over the mountains and fields, and the torches and swords converged into a sea, and the remaining four or five hundred Jiannu were like a lonely boat on the vast sea......

"The sons and daughters of the white flag, for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, fight with the Ming dogs!" Watching the Jiannu soldiers fall one by one, Uerden shouted hoarsely in despair.

"Master, there are too many dogs, we can't fight anymore, let's retreat this way! The minions are guarding your exit! Several of the guards around Urden stepped forward to persuade him.

With red-eyed eyes, Uerden slashed at one of the guards with his knife and yelled, "Nonsense! The Baturu with the white flag of Manchuria will not be shameful cowards! Isn't it just a few thousand dogs? I Manchurian warriors can take one top ten! Kill! Kill me! ”

Not far away, when Gellen heard this, he wiped the blood on his face and echoed loudly: "Lord Urden is right! Since the day of the Mandate of Heaven Khan's army, my Manchurian warriors have not been afraid of anyone! Sons, kill the Bright Dog! ”

The sound of fighting continued, and the mountains were full of waving swords, and the calm and gentle Jiangnan Valley in the past seemed to have been reduced to Shura Hell in this place......

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Under the night sky, the shouts of killing had barely dissipated, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ouerden died. Although the guards around him were desperately guarding him, after the Ming army cleared the guards around him, he had no choice but to grab the sword and fight with the Ming army, but Jia Lazhangjing's clothing attracted him twenty or thirty opponents. After slashing five or six Ming soldiers, he was finally stabbed in the back by a spear, and then a sharp steel knife slashed through with the cool night breeze. After Uerden's head rolled a foot away, his eyes still wide.

Gellen also died. His arrogant attitude attracted countless fierce people to his side, Shi Youliang, Cui Shoucheng, Pang Yue...... When he fell to the ground, the red-eyed Ming soldiers stepped forward and divided him into several pieces with knives.

Above the entire battlefield, only a small area under the hillside has not officially ended the battle. A dozen bloodied Han soldiers would put an equally wounded man in the middle, and they were surrounded by dense Ming soldiers. This man who was protected in the middle was the one who wanted to remind Urden of the Han army Zhengbai Flag Niu Lu Zhangjing, and these soldiers around him tried to protect him several times to break through, but they all failed. …,

"Hurry up and put down your weapons and surrender, or you will be killed!" It was the second time that the leader of the Ming Army's Flying Tiger Battalion had said this, but these fake Jiannu didn't seem to be moved, and just silently confronted the Ming army.

On the hillside, Pang Yue saw this scene, frowned for a while, turned around and said a few words to Ma Yuancheng.

"You traitors! In the face of Jiannu, why didn't you see you so kind? The Flying Tiger Battalion General became angry, and there was a fierce glint in his eyes, "Okay, even so, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!" ”

The soldiers of the Han Army Banner did not speak, but just clenched the weapons in their hands.

Just as the commander of the Flying Tiger Battalion was about to give the order to attack, he heard a loud and neat chorus from the hillside:

"Looking at Liaodong, the people are suffering, and thousands of miles of fertile land are barren.

Look at the hometown, as much as you want, and make up for the defects of heaven.

Good boy, don't be a parent, just for the common people and not to make decisions.

……”

Hearing this voice, the Ming officers and soldiers were a little confused, and they didn't know what the brothers on the hillside were shouting this for. The general of the Flying Tiger Battalion shook his head even more, could it be that shouting this can call this group of traitors to surrender? It's a bit wishful thinking. However, when he withdrew his gaze from the hillside, he saw an unbelievable scene: the Han Army Qiniu Lu Zhangjing, who had been staring viciously at the Ming officers and soldiers, heard the chorus from the hillside, the fierce light in his eyes began to fade, his eyes gradually became divergent, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, and even the hand holding the waist knife trembled slightly.

“……

Holding a steel knife of ninety-nine, kill all Hu Erfang and stop.

I am a dignified man, what is a horse and a cow for a Tartar?

……

The strong man drank the wine in the bowl and did not look back on the journey of a thousand miles.

The golden drums roared in unison, and the yellow dragon swore endlessly! ”

Over and over again, the loud chorus echoed in the night sky for a long time.

"Old Cui, what kind of song is this?" Shi Youliang asked Cui Shoucheng next to him with a puzzled expression.

Cui Shoucheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said slowly: "This is a war song sung by the rebels who rebelled against the tyranny of Mengyuan three hundred years ago. Later, it seems that it was slightly modified by Mao Wenlong, the commander-in-chief of the Dongjiang River, and used in the Dongjiang Army. ”

"Dongjiang Military ......" Shi Youliang thought about it.

"Boom!" At the foot of the hill, the knife in the hand of the Han Army's banner Niu Lu Zhangjing fell to the ground, and there were two lines of tears on his face.

"We surrender!" Niu Lu Zhangjing sighed softly and said, and the soldiers of the Han Army Banner around him heard this, and they also threw the knives in their hands to the ground. The Ming army waved his hand, and the Ming soldiers rushed forward to control this last group of enemies.

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At night, countless Ming soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield. On the eastern horizon, the morning star is already looming.

Under a big tree on the top of the mountain, the Han army Niu Lu Zhangjing just now sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands tied behind his back. Opposite him, Pang Yue and Wang Dongri were also sitting cross-legged, and the captains of their own soldiers each stood guard in the distance with a team of personal soldiers.

"Don't you have something to say? Go ahead. Pang Yue took off his helmet and put it on his knees, and said casually.

"General, I want to ask you, how did you know what I went through in the past?" Han Zhangjing asked expressionlessly.

Pang Yue shook his head: "I just guessed it casually when I saw your age and your Han army identity." Well, I guessed right? ”

Han Zhangjing smiled miserably and nodded helplessly: "That's right, you guessed right." Just sixteen years ago, I was wearing the same clothes as you. I don't have this tail on the back of my head. ”

"You were from Dongjiang Town back then, right?" Wang Dongri asked

"yes!" Han Zhangjing tilted his head and closed his eyes, "Phi Dao, the headquarters of the Dongjiang River, under the tent of Marshal Mao Wenlong." Come to think of it, these days are going by so fast! In the blink of an eye, Mao Shuai has been dead for sixteen years, but those things back then seem to be still yesterday. ”…,

Han Zhangjing opened his eyes: "Although the days at that time were a little bitter, our hearts were so happy and fulfilling. At the very least, I know who I am and what I need to do every day. At that time, on the island, whenever we practiced, Mao Shuai would let us sing this song! Hehe, I often change the self-assertive 'kill all the Hu Erfang to stop' to "kill all the Jiannu Fang to stop!" ’”

"General, can you give saliva to drink? I was so thirsty. Han Zhangjing swallowed his saliva and squeezed out a smile.

Pang Yue untied the skin from his waist and sent it to Han Zhangjing's mouth. Han Zhangjing seemed to be really thirsty, and he drank most of his skin.

"Thank you, General!" Han Zhangjing drank the water and continued, "At that time, in the eyes of others, we were a group of homeless people, even a group of people called Huazi. That's right, we lack food and clothing, and we are dressed in tatters. But this can't be helped, the court always doesn't allocate enough food and salary to us, and we have to solve most of the food and clothing ourselves. But we have not forgotten that we are guarding Liaodong and containing Jiannu for the imperial court. How many times we have starved and frozen, we have survived, but as long as we think of so many people in Liaodong who have their wives and families scattered and died, and when we think that our existence makes Jiannu dare not enter the customs easily, we don't want to do anything. It wasn't until the fifth day of the sixth month of the second year of Chongzhen that we were completely chilled! ”

Speaking of this, Han Zhangjing's eyes widened, his teeth clucked, and he was obviously angry: "On that day, Yuan Chonghuan's dog official deceived Mao Dashuai to Shuangdao and killed him with fabricated charges!" Not to say that Mao Shuai is not wrong, even if he is wrong, what right does he have as an official Yuan Dog to kill the general soldiers of the town without the will of the saint?! What makes us even more chilling is that the imperial court did not pursue Yuan Gouguan in the slightest, and Mao Shuai died in vain! Hmph, so what's the point of what we're doing? Lonely Liaodong desperately defended the land for the imperial court, but in the end, it could only be arbitrarily chopped up by a dog official who could only shrink Ning Jin like meat on the board! Since then, I have almost lost faith in the Ming court. Maybe God is also going to abandon Dongjiang Town, since the death of Mao Shuai, there has been civil strife, and after the death of Deputy Marshal Chen Jisheng, the situation is even more uncontrollable. ”

"Finally, one day, I and the other brothers were really desperate, and they were completely disheartened with the Ming Dynasty, so they voted for Jiannu, whom we once regarded as mortal enemies." Han Zhangjing closed his eyes in pain again, "The night I shaved my hair, I hid in the dark and cried all night. But what's the solution? Continue to fight with Jiannu, Dongjiang Town is finished, and there is no way to hold on at all. Back to the Ming Dynasty, those high-ranking civil officials will treat us all as a plague. ”

"At the end of the day, you've chosen the path you shouldn't have chosen. Even though there are thousands of reasons, you still become a traitor! Pang Yue sighed, looked directly at that Han Zhangjing, and his tone became sharp, "If Mao Wenlong was handsome, how would he think of you?" How would you feel if your robes fell under the sword of Jiannu were knowledgeable? ”

Seeing that Han Zhangjing was silent for a long time, Pang Yue continued: "The hardships of Dongjiang Town and the grievances of Mao Dashuai are not unknown to the world. As the so-called justice is in the hearts of the people, the people will not forget any Chinese hero. And what you do later will only increase your guilt. The grievances of you and the soldiers of Dongjiang Town, and the bitterness in your heart, cannot be a reason for you to help and abuse and kill your compatriots! As you sang back then, you are a man, what is a slave to be a horse and a cow? ”

Han Zhangjing was silent for a while, struggling to get to his knees, and kowtowed his head towards Pang Yue, "Thank you, General, thank you for listening to me say so much!" I am really grateful that you can look at Mao Shuai and Dongjiang Town like this! Please bow down to me! ”

Pang Yue silently helped him up.

"As a dying sinner, I have two things I want to ask the general." Han Zhangjing's expression had regained his composure.

"Say it, as long as I can do it."

"The first thing, when you send me on the road later, please cut off the money rat tail on the back of my head first, I don't want to go to see my ancestors and ancestors like this."

"That's fine"

"The second thing, let my dozen or so subordinates survive."

Pang Yue and Wang Dongri glanced at each other and shook their heads: "This can't work, I can't explain it to my soldiers." Anything else? ”

Han Zhangjing sighed: "No, thank you general, send me on the road." ”