More than 200,000 Qing troops slaughtered all over the mountains, and the roaring shouts of killing soared into the sky.

The overwhelming momentum frightened several civilian officials of Zheng Jiajun into weakness and fell directly to the ground.

Wang Zhongxiao hurriedly ran over and shouted: "General, the Qing army has a large number, please retreat quickly to avoid it, so as to be safe!" ”

Zheng Chenggong felt a burst of regret in his heart, regretting that he didn't listen to Yao Qisheng's words at the beginning.

If Gan Hui's army of 50,000 is not dispersed, if he does not divide his troops, why fear the Qing army.

But now the Zheng family's army, which is less than 60,000, has to face a Qing army of 2.78 million.

Can one against five?

Zheng Chenggong hesitated.

Chen Yonghua heard the urgent voice and persuaded: "General, no! If you retreat now, you will definitely give the Qing army an opportunity to chase and kill, and then our army will be really dangerous! ”

Wang Zhongxiao hurriedly said: "The Qing army has 270,000, how many of our army are now, can we resist the ground?" General, retreat. It's too late! ”

If Chen Yonghua didn't dare to answer, he didn't have the confidence that he could resist so many Qing soldiers, but he felt that he would definitely suffer heavy losses if he retreated like this.

Can I get a refund?

Zheng Chenggong asked himself.

Seeing that the Zheng family's cavalry suffered heavy damage, there were nearly 20,000 cavalry in the Qing army.

No, it must not be withdrawn at this time.

We must kill the Qing army today, otherwise there will be no more Zheng Jiajun in the future!

Zheng Chenggong knew that now was not the time to hesitate, so he gritted his teeth and roared: "It's my carelessness, and everyone is in this dangerous situation, and it is a serious crime." I will not die to atone for his sins! Correct! Now the catastrophe is ahead, if all the soldiers do not fight to the death, it will be difficult to escape the disaster of destruction! When our family is small, we will also suffer calamity. For the sake of today, for the sake of death! Defeat the enemy army, that is, we will survive! ”

Zheng Chenggong pulled out his sword and pointed at the Qing army, and roared angrily: "Fight to the death and not retreat!" ”

The soldiers of the guard battalion, who had been guarding Zheng Chenggong, heard the chorus and responded: "Fight to the death and never retreat!" ”

Tens of thousands of Zheng family soldiers shouted the same person, "Fight to the death and don't retreat!" ”

The angry shout of Lingyun shook the sky, and blood and pride filled the entire battlefield.

Even if you have an army of millions, I have the fighting spirit to see death as home, and I am afraid of death and life!

"Kill!"

The earth-shattering drums and horns could not hide the violent shouts of tens of thousands of soldiers of the Zheng family's army.

The artillery was the first to fire, "Boom~Boom~!" ”

In the loud sound of the cannonballs, hundreds of cannonballs burst out of the air, with incomparable might, and smashed down with a thousand powers, which made people look horrified.

Not to be outdone, the musketeers were as dense as rain, with a terrible thudding sound, devouring the lives of one stubble after another.

The firearms of the Zheng family army were still sharp, and the Qing infantry were tired after running for a day, but the huge advantage in numbers made the Qing soldiers firmly believe that they could win, and even under the bombardment of the fire run, they still rushed forward without fear of death.

Soon, the Qing army, braving bullets, approached the Zheng army.

More than 300,000 men and horses fought more than 60 miles outside Anqing City.

The soldiers on both sides who had already fought in close quarters were like madness, with hideous faces, bloodthirsty roars, and red eyes, as if they were eager to eat each other in one bite.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Courage and fighting spirit do not arise out of thin air, and the belief in survival is the greatest source of fighting spirit for the non-commissioned officers of the two armies.

If you win, you live, and if you lose, you die! If you want to save your life, if you want to get out of the country and reunite with your family, the only choice is to fight to the death.

In this moment, courage has been transformed into madness!

The two armies collided with each other, and in the battlefield of thousands of miles, hundreds of thousands of people were fighting desperately for life and death, swords and guns were dancing, and flesh and blood were flying.

Although the Qing army was elite, it was already a tired army after running thousands of miles.

Although Zheng Jiajun waited for work, his number was at an absolute disadvantage.

At this time, it depends on which army can hold on, and that army will fall first.

Death is like home!

This is the military training of the Ironclad Army.

Even when veterans of the Hundred Battles were first selected into the Iron Army, they had to recite the slogan aloud a hundred times a day.

Year after day, all the soldiers of the Iron Army filled their minds with this phrase and engraved it in their hearts.

"Kill!"

Gan Hui is not there, the ironclad army is now led by Liu Guoxuan, he is covered in blood, his long knife is raised to the sky, and he roars hoarsely, "Fight to the death and don't retreat, kill!" ”

Where Liu Guoxuan's blade is heading, it is the place where the ironclad army rushes to kill.

On the flaming red battle flag, the pattern of two large swords crossed shows the identity of the powerhouse it represents.

"Fight to the death!" With a furious roar, the sharp knife forest of the ironclad soldiers' slashing swords began to impact in a rolling manner.

"Click~~!" With a chilling sound, thousands of broadswords slashed forward in unison, like the sharp fangs of a roaring beast, biting through the incomparable enemy.

Before the remnants of the first slash had subsided, he picked it up, and the second round of death blades roared down again.

The ironclad army at the forefront of the battle died, and the soldiers in the back did not come forward without saying a word, and the broadsword was cut down, followed by the second sword......

The wheel-like circular attack is like a rolling tide of rage, endless. Anyone who dares to use his mantis arm as a car will only have the fate of being run over by the "knife forest".

Where the ironclad army passed, swords and shadows flickered, blood splattered, and limbs flew wildly. The swords and knives were fatal, and the ironclad army rushed over, leaving only a broken corpse on the ground, and not a single living person was missing.

"Give Ao Bai an order, lead the cavalry, and crush that enemy army! Tell him not to fall for him the title of the first warrior of Manchuria! Hong Chengchou's eyes flashed sharply, and he ordered the herald behind him without looking back.

When Ao Bai heard Hong Chengchou's order, he was furious and said: "If I don't win, needless to say, Lao Tzu will kill himself by wiping his neck!" ”

Ao Bai turned around and shouted angrily to his subordinates: "Children, now that Hong Shusheng is so small, he actually looks down on us Qing warriors, thinking that we can't defeat those Han dogs? What do you think, children? ”

"Kill"

The Eight Banners Brigade shouted in unison.

Ao Bai shouted, "Good! Kill me, children! ”

The Eight Banners cavalry, under the leadership of Ao Bai, turned their horses' heads and sprinted towards the Zheng family's army.

The steel torrent of cavalry, that is definitely not something that flesh and blood can stop.

Even if they were covered in iron armor, they still couldn't withstand the huge impact, and they were often knocked to the ground by galloping horses and displaced, and even many of them reported directly to Hades for the first time.

Under the continuous impact of nearly 20,000 cavalry of the Qing army, the ironclad soldiers could no longer maintain a complete formation, and fell into the sea of Qing soldiers, fighting separately. (To be continued.) )