More than 1,600 carts of battalion soldiers, under the cover of more than 100 carts, crowded in a large circle formation, armed with firearms and crossbows, fought and retreated under the heavy encirclement of the Jin army.

The arrows of the Jin army rained down, and the soldiers of the Ming army fell to the ground every second, but in the face of the Jin army, which was several times the number of their own, the soldiers of the car battalion fought to the death with the Jin cavalry who rushed up under the command of the deputy general Wang Zhiku, and the gun in their hands was already too hot to be hot. There have been dozens of firecrackers that have exploded their chests because they were too hot, injuring more than a dozen of their own lives.

The covering chariots were knocked over from time to time, and the further back, the smaller the covering role that the chariots could play, the Jin army attacked several times, and saw that the resistance of the Ming army was stubborn, so they began to shoot the horses that pulled those chariots, and as a result, only forty or fifty of more than a hundred chariots were barely usable, and the circle formation became smaller and smaller. As a last resort, the Ming army had no choice but to abandon the seriously wounded and retreat to the south with only those lightly wounded.

The seriously wounded soldiers knew what their fate was, and instead of resentment, they calmly lay on the ground and closed their eyes and waited for death.

The screams that never stop ringing in my ears are in my mind, but what comes to mind are my relatives who are thousands of miles away.

The appearance of the father's mother, the tears of the wife when he said goodbye, the children who don't know where their father is, the grass and trees in his hometown, bit by bit, flashed in the minds of the dying like a movie clip, and in the end, everything fell into boundless darkness...

The sound of hooves came all over the sky, and the horses' hooves cruelly trampled on the corpses on the ground, whether dead or alive, without exception, they were trampled into flesh.

The bloody horse's hooves trampled on the blood-stained black soil, taking away the wisps of loyal souls of the soldiers.

Wisps of loyal souls floated out of their bodies, slowly drifting over the noisy and tragic battlefield, slowly drifting...

Float across the Xiaoling River, float over the Changshan Mountain, float over the Jimingyi, float over Jinzhou, float over the Shanhaiguan, float to the hometown, float to the old alley where I played as a child, float to my own yard...

………

There were Jin troops in all directions, and the living Ming army knew that they would definitely not be able to go back, but no one flinched, no one knelt on the ground and shouted for mercy, they gritted their teeth, and let their comrades fall one by one, the angry fire bolt was constantly lit in their hands, and the last crossbow arrow did not hesitate to shoot at the Jin soldier.

At every step to the south, countless Ming troops fell, and every blink of an eye was a parting of life and death with their companions.

There are fewer and fewer people alive, and the 2,000 cart battalions that crossed the river have fought so far, and less than 400 people remain, and half of them are wounded.

But they were still fighting to the death, and when the chariots were gone, they were grouped back to back; The firearm could not be beaten, so he took it in his hand and raised it high; The crossbow bolt was gone, and he raised the dagger in his hand.

No matter how desperately the Jin army urged, the remnants of more than 400 cart battalions were immovable, as unshakable as Mount Tai.

The Jin army attacked again and again, and was beaten back by the Che Battalion soldiers again and again at the last moment, and finally, they were impressed by these unyielding Ming troops, and they began to re-examine these Che Battalion soldiers who were usually not conspicuous at all. Perhaps, they have always underestimated the combat effectiveness of the Ming army; Perhaps, they have not paid attention to the unyielding will of the Ming army.

After a moment of silent silence, Vugena raised his right hand again, and suddenly, thousands of gold troops once again rushed towards the Che Battalion soldiers.

This time, it was unusually smooth, and the Jin army broke through directly from the array of Che Ying's soldiers, almost without any resistance.

Smoothly made the Jin army a little incredulous, they turned around to look, more than a hundred corpses fell on the ground behind them, but the Ming army that was still standing did not move, they no longer had the strength to fight, they just stood there, silently looking at the south.

………

Seeing that the Ming army had completely lost the ability to resist, the Jin army did not immediately rush up and kill them all, but all looked towards Vugena. After Huang Taiji succeeded to the throne, there was a strict order, but if the enemy soldiers were unable to resist, the banners should take them back and take them back, and they could not be slashed and killed wantonly. With this strict order, although the Jin army was annoyed that these Ming army chariot battalions resisted stubbornly and caused them unnecessary casualties, no one dared to cut down these Ming troops who were unable to fight again.

Niu Luge came over and asked Wu Gena: "Lord Ezhen, the Ming army has no strength, do you want to catch it alive?"

"Hmm."

Vugena nodded, the stubborn resistance of the Ming army chariot battalion was unexpected, which made him also admire, and he couldn't bear to slaughter them all, and brought them back to persuade them. raised his hand and asked Gerry to lead people to tie up these Ming soldiers and escort them back.

Gerry nodded in response, turned over and dismounted, and waved his subordinates to follow him to catch the Ming army, but when he saw Wang Zhiku in the crowd, his eyes immediately lit up, and he shouted happily: "Ha Luha, it turns out that there is a big official of the Ming army, hurry, hurry up."

Wang Zhiku's body was covered with blood, his robe and armor were covered with dirty blood and black ash, he couldn't see his identity clearly in the fighting crowd before, but now standing still, he can see at a glance that he is the commander of this Ming army, and he is still a deputy general, Wu Genner suddenly laughed, although he is only a deputy general, but he is also a senior official of the Ming army, how can it be a credit to capture him alive.

The horsewhip pointed at the king's treasury and shouted, "Capture him alive"

"Capture me alive?"

Hearing the shouts of the generals of the Jin army, Wang Zhiku, who was seriously injured, smiled bitterly, and suddenly aimed the long sword in his hand at his chest with his backhand, and then shouted with all his strength towards the south: "Long live my emperor"

Seeing this, Vugna and Gerry's faces changed, and they shouted at the same time: "It's not good, Naming is going to commit suicide."

It was too late, Wang Zhiku had already slashed the long sword into his chest, and with a "poof", the long sword entered the flesh, his heart shrank sharply, and the blood did not gush out, but flowed out little by little along the sword body, and flowed into the palm of his hand holding the sword little by little.

Hot, my blood is hot

The moment he fell, Wang Zhiku muttered to himself, and his eyes were not closed until he died.

"The general is dead, how can we survive"

Witnessing Wang Zhiku's suicide, the remnants of the Ming army were shaken, and a young Che Battalion soldier learned from Wang Zhiku's example, and also shouted "Long live my emperor" to the south, and then gritted his teeth and stabbed the dagger into his chest, and in an instant, his face twisted into a ball of pain, but he still used his best strength to poke the dagger deeper into it.

"Life is the same life, and death is the same death"

"Let's go with the general."

"Long live our emperor"

"Long live our emperor"

In the "Long live my emperor" one after another, more than 200 Che Battalion soldiers without exception chose to follow Wang Zhiku to commit suicide, either with long knives, or with short blades, or with their heads to hit the stones on the ground.

In an instant, there were more than 200 corpses on the ground, and as far as the eye could see, none of the more than 1,000 carts of soldiers were alive, either killed in battle or committed suicide. This scene moved Vugena and all the Jin troops, and they stayed there to look at the corpses of the Ming army in front of them, and did not go south to chase and kill the Ming army. ()