Zheng Sijiu looked at the Tartars who surrounded him from all directions and regretted his previous carelessness, but the matter had come to this point, so he had to let it go, and it was a big deal to fight to the death. The cold Yanling knife constantly cut through the cloth armor and flesh of the tartars, and each swing always brought out a long line of blood and minced meat. He could clearly feel the blade floundering as it slashed through the enemy's body, and the sound of bones shattering could be transmitted from the blade to the hilt, and from the hilt to the arm.

The brothers around him fell one after another, Zheng Sijiu was ready to die together, but at this moment he saw a bright light piercing the dark night sky, and then bloomed into a gorgeous and dazzling flower.

This is the signal of the general attack, and this signal can only be launched by Li Xin. Zheng Sijiu burst into tears with excitement, it was the general who came. The remaining dozen or so soldiers gathered around Zheng Sijiu, intending to make a last-ditch fight. Unexpectedly, the dense tartars were split like a wave, and quickly retreated to the sides.

At this moment, Zheng Sijiu felt that the whole world had slowed down, and every time the brothers in the battalion who desperately fought their way out of their hands waved the Yanling knife in their hands, they were like a hot soldering iron, deeply seared in his mind. Even decades later, this scene still makes Zheng Sijiu excited when he recalls it.

At this moment, he was so stunned that he even forgot about it and continued to kill and wound the enemy.

"Zheng Sijiu, what are you doing? If you don't go quickly, when will you wait? ”

Zhang Shi's snort made him wake up like a dream, and immediately took a dozen surviving subordinates to break out of the encirclement with his own battalion officers, seeing that the Tartars were gathering more and more, if they were slow down for a while, I was afraid that they would be in danger of being boiled.

The grenadier battalion entered the camp of the Qing army this time with 400 people selected by Zhang Shiqian, and the rest were all outside and behind, and now they have already connected with Li Xin, all they have to do is to go out safely, and the rest will be handed over to the follow-up troops.

Inadvertently, he also caught a glimpse of the scholar named Mi Yan, who was also killed like a bloody man, covered in blood, and he didn't know how much was his blood and how much was the blood of the Tartars! The group fought and retreated, perhaps because other positions had already engaged the main force of the Three Guards, and Zhang Shi suddenly felt that the pressure he was facing had weakened.

"The battalion officers and I have captured the Tartar master and worship Yintu!"

"What do you say?"

It was too noisy in the barracks, and Zhang Shi didn't hear clearly for a while.

"Battalion officer, I said that we captured the Tartar master Bai Yintu alive!"

Zhang Shi was overjoyed, and the group broke out of the encirclement, leaving the barracks and drowning in darkness, but the Tartars did not pursue them. He immediately asked Mi Yan to identify whether Zheng Sijiu was captured alive or not.

Mi Yan, who was covered in blood, carefully looked at the two people with long eyebrows and thin eyes who were unconscious, and said with a surprised face: "How is it?" ”

Zheng Sijiu was a little apprehensive when he saw Mi Yan's expression.

"How? Is it a worship map? ”

Mi Yan shook his head, and in great disappointment, Zheng Sijiu pulled out the Yanling knife and wanted to slaughter this person! was stopped by Mi Yan again.

"This person can't be killed, although he is not Baiyintu, but he is the person whose status is second only to Baiyintu in the Qing camp, Abatai, and he is the son of the slave chief Nurhachi!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an exclamation.

Obediently, it's terrible, this is equivalent to the prince of the Ming Dynasty, the vassal king, and some people excitedly ridiculed Zheng Sijiu.

"Brother Forty-Nine, fortunately your knife is slow, otherwise if you kill him, I'm afraid that the credit will be discounted!"

Zhang Shiyi Xingshan, although this person's status is not low, but he is not the chief general of the Qing army, and he has little influence on their command, but after all, it is better than nothing, and after encouraging Zheng Sijiu a few words, he led a group of people to prepare to find the brothers who stayed outside the grenadier camp outside the Qing camp.

For tonight's sneak attack, Li Xin was not sure at the beginning, he had to give it a go, and the three consecutive nights of artillery bombardment consumed all the gunpowder of the whole army, and the combat effectiveness of the Three Guards at this moment was greatly reduced, and he could only rely on the most primitive cold weapons, real swords and real guns to divide the victory and defeat on the battlefield.

In the past few days, Li Xin also found out the general situation of the Qing army, and in order to confront the tribal alliance army and the Three Guards Army, they also arranged the military camp for several miles, divided into left, middle and right parts. The number was slightly larger than that of the coalition army and the Three Guards combined, but Li Xin decided to target only his right flank and the center army, so that he had another numerical advantage.

The risk was that the left flank of the Qing army would not rush into the battle, and even if they reacted at dawn, it would be difficult to return to the sky. The main direction of attack of the tribal alliance was the right flank of the Qing army, while the Three Guards mainly dealt with the Eight Banners of the Chinese army.

The battle lasted all night, and the battle went somewhat unexpectedly, and although the entire Mobei Mongol army on the right flank put up a hurried resistance under the surprise attack, it was quickly defeated, and the various divisions were divided and broke through and fled.

Only Li Xin encountered strong resistance in the Chinese army, and the Chinese army, which consisted of the Eight Banners, was obviously prepared to defend desperately at the beginning, but after a period of progress, it actually began to withdraw in an orderly manner. After the withdrawal of the Chinese army, its left flank also withdrew one after another.

Li Xin did not know what kind of changes had taken place within them, but he also understood that they had won the battle, and the remaining left wing could not compare with the tribal coalition army with the might of the recent victory in terms of morale and will to fight. But he had no joy of victory, and the situation of the guards was like a centipede in his chest, and the torment was like a hundred claws scratching his heart.

There was no regular army of the Three Guards in the Acropolis, basically except for the Guards Army, there was a picket team responsible for law and order, and it was two people who had never been very compatible with each other in charge of the rules.

In charge of the Weisho army was Qian Tai, the suppressor of the Acropolis, and the one in charge of the pickets was Shi Datuo, who defected when he eradicated Gu Tong. Neither of them had experience in a major war, so could they and their modest second- and third-line troops withstand the combined forces of the Qing court and the Mongols in Mobei? By noon, the bad news came that the Qing army had not completely collapsed because of last night's defeat, but had regrouped and entrenched again in an attempt to fight a decisive battle with the coalition forces!

Li Xin suddenly had an intuition, Bai Yintu deliberately negotiated with himself and even unbelievably agreed to all kinds of conditions, as if it was to drag himself, and what good is it to listen to them by dragging himself? Is it just to take a small town? After having this thought, it made him feel even more tormented.

Of course, it is not all good news, Zhang Shi accidentally captured alive the Qing court Dorobelle Abatai during the beheading operation last night, this Abatai he had met several times in the Dolgon camp outside Gaoyang City.

This person has a white complexion, thin eyebrows and long eyes, and seems to be born with a noble aura, but at the moment he is quite wolf-like, shirtless and wearing only a pair of trousers, which is said to have been pulled out of the bed while he was asleep. His body was covered with purple and blue scars, and even the color of blood, and the soldiers who wanted to come to the grenadier camp did not take care of him.

"How is Dorobelle? Ben Shuai will not let you talk nonsense, you only say that the purpose of Bai Yintu to lead the army westward, if what he said is true, Ben Shuai can let you go back now, and he will never break his word! ”

Abatai sighed, "Fortunately, I let you catch me, Gushan will really become a nightmare for your barbarian slave, haha!" The laughter is a little hoarse, and a little scary! Immediately, he returned to normal, and said slowly: "If you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, but you want to get half a word here in Abatai, but you don't want to!" "Abatai's Chinese dialect is very authentic, the words are correct and round, and at first glance, there is a Han teacher with a very high cultural quality.

Li Xin sneered three times, "Then let Ben Shuai become Dorobelle's nightmare first!" ”

"Where is Zheng Sijiu?"

Zheng Sijiu was not tired at this time after a night of fighting, and when he heard the general call himself, he immediately stood up and agreed.

"I heard that you captured him alive? Very good! Don't bother the two masters, drag this thing out of the gelding! ”

Several battalion officers present thought that they had hallucinated due to their bad ears, and they heard it wrong, the general has always been waiting to be captured, especially since this person is still a Baylor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, there is no reason to be so mean?

Zheng Sijiu didn't care about it, and even if he mentioned the money rat tail behind Abatai's head, he walked out. Abatai was in pain, but his hands were tied and he followed Zheng Sijiu's pace with a half-crawl under the pain, but he was shocked and inexplicable in his heart, and he was extremely ashamed. This word "gelding" was originally used on pigs and horses and other livestock, but now Li Xin is on him, and the meaning of insult and humiliation is self-evident!

At first, Abatai thought that Li Xin was just scaring him, but when Zheng Sijiuyi removed the only pair of desecrated pants on his body, a ball of things in his crotch was exposed to the public, and a chill rushed up. He still wanted to exercise restraint and try his best to maintain what little dignity he had left. However, when he saw the extremely sharp dagger in Zheng Sijiu's hand, he felt bursts of urine in his crotch, and it was difficult to control himself.

Until the Han people who gathered around to watch the excitement laughed.

"Look, look, Tartar Baylor is scared to pee!"

Abatai was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, but at this moment he couldn't care about his shame, because the dagger in Zheng Sijiu's hand was getting closer and closer to him, and he finally realized that Li Xin was not joking, but serious, that is to say, the Nanban gave up on him as a useless rag.

This realization suddenly made Abatai creepy, and the reason why he felt tough before was that he was sure that Li Xin might be a strange commodity considering his identity, and he didn't dare to really do anything to him. But seeing that his wishful thinking failed, he realized firsthand that the hard bones recorded in the Han books that regarded death as home and were righteous and awe-inspiring were not so easy to be.