"Killing oneself to become benevolent", the highest goal pursued by Confucianism all his life, in this era when Confucianism is orthodox, the death of the king and the death of Confucianism are all natural and righteous things.

Qin Kan didn't expect that he, a pseudo-Confucian who couldn't even recognize the traditional characters of the Four Books and Five Classics, would have a day of killing himself.

His eyes were already blood-red, Qin Kan's unicorn robe was tattered everywhere, and the blood of the embroidered spring knife in his hand was dripping down the snowy blade to the ground.

In the sea of corpses and blood, the tip of Qin Kan's knife fell to the ground, supporting his tired body, gasping for breath.

Dozens of guards around were killed and wounded, and the Chinese army had broken through, leaving only more than 1,000 soldiers struggling to resist.

Fighting on the battlefield, Qin Kan is not good at all, the strength and skills of fighting are far inferior to ordinary sergeants, and it is all about the desperate and thoughtful guards around him to survive until now, often regardless of the slash of the head, the guards will just right to help him stand up behind the Mongolian counterattack, and the other guards will stab out with a cold knife, attacking, defending and counterattacking the three seamlessly, dozens of people together have become a rather strange combined attack formation, and for a time the Mongols were helpless.

Helpless is only temporary, a small victory can not withstand a big defeat, in terms of battle formations, the Mongols are far more experienced than the Ming army soldiers, thousands of people quickly divided into more than a dozen squads, the remnants of the Ming army soldiers divided into a dozen small pieces to surround them, each of them to annihilate.

As for Qin Kan, he is the focus of the Mongols, and it seems that the unicorn robe on Qin Kan is the most luxurious, and the Mongols have not been heavy-handed, and the meaning of capturing him alive is obvious. Several times Qin Kan showed his flaws, obviously he could cut off his head with a knife, but the blade had already touched the skin of Qin Kan's neck, and he quickly retracted his strength like an electric shock.

Qin Kan didn't care about the number of casualties around, he only knew that his strength was almost exhausted, and he still had a trace of strength left, and this trace of strength was used to wipe his neck.

The high-ranking officials of the Ming Dynasty must not be prisoners of the Mongols, and the humiliation and inhuman treatment they suffered after becoming captives were worse than death.

The arm wielding the knife gradually became numb, and the air in the chest seemed to be getting less and less, and no matter how hard you opened your mouth to breathe, it was not enough. I couldn't hear the screams of my subordinates. I don't know how many of those familiar faces are alive and how many are dead, the only thing Qin Kan can do is to keep waving his knife and stabbing numbly. Ignoring the various flaws in the body after each split. He knew that the guards would help him stop them.

"My lord! The subordinates will help you cut a bloody path. You run first, please! ”

I don't know when, Ding Shun, who was covered in blood, killed Qin Kan's side. and Qin Kan gasped back to back.

Taking advantage of the gap in the confrontation, Qin Kan took a big breath, and he didn't bother to respond to Ding Shun's words.

"My lord, enough is enough, you have done this for the soldiers and the court, it is enough! Run, jump off the Liao River and cross it, and find a few brothers who are proficient in water to carry you in the water......"

Qin Kan gasped tiredly: "Ding Shun, I'...... If you really wanted to live, you would have run away a long time ago, so why wait until now? ”

Ding Shun cried: "My lord, I know what you mean, but why do you want to put your life on the line? Can you compare to us sculptors? ”

"Officers and soldiers are all one life, there is no difference, it doesn't matter if you live in style or not, what matters is ...... Don't lose the dignity of our Han people, it's worth exchanging your life. ”

On the battlefield, there were fewer and fewer soldiers of the Ming army standing, and more than 1,000 soldiers tightened their defenses, automatically and consciously moved closer to Qin Kan, and with Qin Kan as the center, they did their best to form a circle formation that was not strictly organized, and tightly surrounded Qin Kan in the middle.

At the end of the strong crossbow, Lu Min could not be worn, Qin Kan knew that all the soldiers had exhausted their strength, and the general trend was gone.

Thousands of Mongolian soldiers surrounded this group of recalcitrant Ming soldiers, and a Mongolian leader-like person shouted a few words loudly, and then, the low horn sounded, and the Mongolian soldiers around showed their hideous faces.

Qin Kan smiled miserably, he knew that the Mongolian leader did not plan to capture him alive, and the casualties paid in this way were too great for the leader to bear.

The moment the horn suddenly stopped, countless Mongolian soldiers began to rush and kill with all their might, and the circle formed by the soldiers of the Ming army was as fragile as a blank piece of paper, and it broke as soon as it rushed.

"Fight with the dog Tartar!"

Among the soldiers of the Ming army, I don't know who shouted, and the remnants of the soldiers roared angrily and swung their swords.

At this moment, everyone has no intention of living, and the only thing in their minds is desperate thoughts, including Qin Kan.

The guards fell one by one, and the defenses around Qin Kan became weaker and weaker, and he didn't remember whether he was injured or not in the melee, and he even secretly begged for a knife to add to his neck as soon as possible, so that he could be freed as soon as possible.

He's so tired.

Finally, a Mongol soldier broke through the Ming army's rearmost defensive line, and a spear stabbed mercilessly into Qin Kan's chest.

Qin Kan didn't even have the strength to block it, watching the tip of the spear getting closer and closer to his chest, Qin Kan suddenly threw away the bladed knife in his hand, tilted his head and closed his eyes, revealing a relaxed smile.

In the next life, I only hope to be born in the glorious and prosperous era, the Han flag is everywhere, invincible, and I no longer hate the Liaohe River like today!

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The black, glowing spear tip was only an inch away from his chest, but it suddenly stopped.

Qin Kan, who hadn't felt pain for a long time, opened his eyes, but saw that there was a sharp arrow stuck in the middle of the Mongolian soldier's neck, the arrow had already entered the flesh half a foot, and the white tail was still trembling slightly outside the neck. The Mongol soldier's eyes bulged out, his eyes filled with consternation, and life gradually faded from his eyes.

Not only Qin Kan was stunned, but everyone in the battlefield was stunned.

The Mongolian soldiers looked around in panic, but saw a hundred paces away, more than a thousand knights dressed as Mongolians were sitting quietly on their horses, and they had faintly surrounded them at some point, led by a woman wearing a big red jacket, the woman's face was gorgeous, but her eyes were like frost, staring viciously at the Mongolian soldiers around Qin Kan like a little she-wolf.

The Mongol soldiers were shocked, where did these people come from? All eyes unconsciously turned to a small hill on the west side of the battlefield, where the only obstacle on the plain was.

Tana slowly lowered the stiff bow in her hand and pulled out the long saber from the back of the horse's hips, the shiny saber rattling in the air.

"Attack!" Tana coldly gave the military order.

The Duoyan cavalry, which had already formed a formation, rushed their horses violently, like an irresistible mountain, and pressed heavily towards the heads of the Mongol soldiers.

"Duoyan cavalry! Ha Luha, it's a Duoyan cavalry! Qin Shuai, we shouldn't die! Ding Shun was stunned for a moment and then shouted in ecstasy.

All the soldiers of the Ming army also cheered, Sun Ying's face flashed with joy, and then shouted: "Reinforcements are coming, we must stabilize our position!" Brothers, form a formation and give the Tartars another blow! ”

The exhausted Ming soldiers quickly formed a sparse and loose phalanx, the first row was a row of spears and shields that were finally put together, and with Sun Ying's order, the phalanx took a step in the direction of the Mongol soldiers.

The situation on the battlefield has changed dramatically!

The Mongol army, which was originally fiercely attacked, was now facing more than 1,000 remnants of the Ming army in the west, and the Duoyan cavalry rushing in the east like a tide, and the Mongolian army was instantly at a disadvantage of being flanked from both sides.

The stubborn resistance of the Ming army and all kinds of life-threatening fights have caused serious losses to the Mongolian army, and the 5,000-strong army is less than 3,000, plus the Mongolian soldiers have been fighting fiercely for more than an hour, and their physical strength, endurance and morale have gradually exhausted, and the appearance of the Duoyan cavalry with high morale has finally made all the Mongolian soldiers frightened.

"Thorn!"

On the bank of the Liao River in the west, the soldiers of the Ming army approaching step by step followed Sun Ying's military order, a row of spears stabbed out, and dozens of panicked Mongolian soldiers fell to the ground.

Qin Kan stood at the end of the phalanx, his body was shaky, his clothes were in tatters, he had several knife wounds all over his body, blood trickled from the wounds, his face showed the pale of excessive blood loss, and a smile appeared on his gray face.

Ding Shun is not wrong, his life should not be extinguished. It seems that God has changed his mind and decided to let him continue to toss in this era.

The momentum is growing and waning, and the victory and defeat are gradually tilting towards Qin Kan with the appearance of the Duoyan cavalry.

A hundred paces away, the war horses of the Duoyan cavalry were getting closer and closer to the Mongol army, and the fiery red shadow took the lead in waving a long knife at the front of the military formation, rising and jumping like a ball of fire......

Qin Kan's body shook a few times, turned his head towards Ding Shun and smiled weakly: "Tell Tana that brute that even if she saves me, I won't marry her, tell her not to beat my idea......"

After speaking, Qin Kan raised his head and fell down, completely fainting.

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In a daze, Qin Kan had a lot of nightmares, one after another.

The dream was full of blood, bones, and corpses, and countless familiar faces moaning, screaming, and wailing before his eyes......

I wanted to reach out to save them, but the tentacles were all empty illusions, and they disappeared when I touched them.

I don't know how long it took for Qin Kan to wake up slowly.

Suddenly opened his eyes, he was already sweating profusely, a pair of soft hands gently wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, seeing Qin Kan open his eyes, the owner of the hand suddenly showed a look of surprise, and then quickly got up and ran out.

In a drowsy state, Qin Kan raised his eyes and looked around, and found that he was lying in a yurt, with a dome inlaid with blue stripes on his head, a red woolen carpet in the tent, and all kinds of strange and indescribable decorations hanging on the walls, which seemed to be messy, but each decoration was very exquisite, and there was a faint smell of a refreshing fragrance.

A chaotic and hurried footsteps came from far and near, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and the familiar faces of Ding Shun, Sun Ying, and Ye Jinquan came into view, and their faces were full of surprise.

"Qin Shuai, you're finally awake!"

"Qin Shuai, you have been in a coma for three days and three nights, and you have a high fever that does not go away, and Sun Ying, this dog, almost stabbed the Mongolian doctor ......"

"Qin Shuai ......"

Qin Kan waved his hand weakly: "Shut up for me and answer my questions first,...... Where are we at the moment? You won't be a prisoner of the Tartars, will you? ”

"Qin Shuai, we won!" (To be continued.) )