These white-armored soldiers who shot arrows were all Luo Shoucheng's own soldiers, all of them were extremely brave, and a few arrows were shot, and they soon took the lives of several Ming soldiers.

But this is a minority after all, under the fire of Yang An's musket, the Qing army in Luo Shoucheng can only use human walls to move forward, leaving countless corpses of Qing soldiers on the hundreds of meters between the two armies.

After paying an extremely painful price, the Qing army finally rushed to the front of the Ming army with muskets, and the Qing army on the horse raised the butcher knife in his hand, and took away the head of a Ming soldier with a brush, and a bloodthirsty smile rose on his face, but this smile did not last long.

With Yang An's loud roar, "Get on the bayonet!" Come on! ”

All the Ming troops took out bayonets from their waists and put them on the muzzle, with an indomitable momentum, roaring and following the remaining Qing army in close combat, the practice of stabbing during this period of time finally had an effect, plus the Qing army was too much morale discouraged by firearms before, the Ming army for the wife and children behind the family, the outbreak of combat effectiveness is terrifying, and the battlefield actually presents a one-sided situation.

A knife slashed to kill the Ming army whose eyes were red and did not want to rush up, Wang Xiang looked at the situation of the rout on the battlefield, and shouted to Luo Shoucheng in horror: "Mr. Luo Qian, withdraw quickly, if you don't escape, you won't be able to leave." ”

"Okay, run, just get out of here and it's safe."

Seeing that Luo Shoucheng agreed to run away, Wang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly took his cronies beside him to escort Luo Shoucheng to leave outside the battlefield, and the surrounding Ming troops had nothing to do with them for a while, so they could only watch them go out.

"Die!"

With a cold voice, it seemed that a horizontal knife flew from the sky, and flew towards Luo Shoucheng in the middle of everyone like lightning.

"Protect Mr. Sen!"

The guard beside Luo Shoucheng immediately raised his knife to block the flying knife, but with the sound of metal colliding, the knife in the guard's hand was actually bounced away, and the flying knife was inserted into Luo Shoucheng's chest with more than one momentum.

There are such fierce generals in the Ming army!

In Wang Xiang's eyes, an empty-handed young man in a bloody suit appeared from the side with an expressionless face, kicked away the Qing army blocking in front of him, walked straight to Luo Shoucheng, who fell to the ground, and pulled out the knife that pierced his chest at once.

"The thief is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

Under the excited shouts of the Ming army, gradually some Qing troops put down the weapons in their hands, disarmed and surrendered, Wang Xiang and others were also put on their necks, and they had no choice but to throw down the weapons in their hands, but their eyes did not leave Yang An, who was standing next to the corpse, and the shock in his eyes could not be dispersed for a long time.

At this moment, the two Qing troops suddenly exploded, and they desperately mentioned slashing at Yang An.

Yang An, who was holding his hands on the knife, couldn't say anything at this time, just now he controlled the muscles in his body through the system, so that it burst out with powerful power, and after this blow, Yang An felt soreness all over his body, if he didn't deliberately hold on to the handle of the knife, Yang An would probably fall to the ground.

In the face of the knife that slashed over, Yang An was already unable to flash, and he was about to die from the knife.

Yang An didn't feel the pain of the knife cutting through his skin, and suddenly there was an extra shadow in front of him, blocking him from the deadly attack.

Zhu Yushang solved the two Qing soldiers in two or three clicks, and the Ming soldiers on the side also reacted and hurriedly protected Yang An in the middle.

"How's it going, are there any injuries?"

Zhu Yushang walked to Yang An's side with a blood-dripping knife, and her concern was overflowing.

wiped the blood on Yang An's face with her hand, but her hands were also full of blood, but the more she wiped it, the more unclean it became, turning Yang An's face into a Guan Gong face.

Seeing that the wound on Zhu Yusheng's arm was bleeding continuously, Yang An tore off the clothes on her body and carefully tied the wound for her.

"Didn't I say I wouldn't let you come, it's a man's business to go to war, what are you meddling with this woman."

"Cut, who said I was inferior to you, if it weren't for me, you ...... Shhh ”

Seeing that Zhu Yushang still dared to be hard-mouthed, Yang An's hand that tied the wound used a little force, which suddenly made the latter frown, no matter how he looked at it, it made people feel distressed.

"You won't listen to me in the future!" Yang An pretended to be fierce and said.

Zhu Yushang was like an angry little daughter-in-law, and said softly aggrievedly: "Don't dare!" ”

"What? Be louder! ”

"Don't dare!"

Zhu Yushang yelled at Yang An as if she was angry, and her lips pursed slightly, showing her inner unhappiness.

Yang An carefully and carefully cleaned Zhu Yusheng's wound, and finally put a beautiful bow on the wound.

Zhu Yushang saw that Yang An had taken care of the wound, and pretended not to care about it sarcastically: "I have been making a small wound for so long, I am hungry, go back quickly." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the city, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden.

Looking at Zhu Yushang with an arrogant face, Yang An laughed helplessly, packed up the saber, and kept up with her pace of going back.

A celebration ceremony was prepared in the city for Yang An and others, and Yang An ordered some more meals for the soldiers and allowed them to drink a little wine, and the city of Luoding fell into a sea of celebration.

After the celebration, the people in charge of Luoding City gathered together, Yang An shook his head a little dizzy, although he only drank a little, but Yang An found that drinking was a weakness, and he did not grow with his own strength.

Yang An held the battle report after the battle, although the battle was victorious, but the casualties can not be ignored, although at the beginning Yang An and others won a big victory with firearms, but later short-handed battles, or caused a lot of casualties, but the soldiers who have been trained for about 20 days have not been on the battlefield, or can not be compared with those Qing troops, if it is not for the beginning of the Qing army was robbed of fighting spirit by firearms, and then the general who led the general died, then I am afraid the casualties will be greater.

The 1,000-strong Ming army had 500 wounded, almost half of whom were wounded, of which about 200 were seriously wounded.

"The silver for the bereavement of those soldiers who died in the line of duty must be distributed to their families, if I let me know that any of you dare to embezzle this silver, I, Yang An, will definitely let you taste the taste of the knife."

Listening to Yang An's vicious warning, Zhao Si, Wang Wu, Lin Wanquan and others who were sitting immediately assured Yang An that no such thing would happen.

"What about the captives?"

"There are more of them than we are, and if they mutinied on the road, I am afraid that there will be more casualties."

Wang Wu tended to kill these captives, after all, there were more than a thousand captured Qing troops, more than the remaining Ming army, and it was definitely a scourge to keep them.

"No!"

If these captives are killed, then the Qing army that came to attack Luo Ding will be wiped out, and then he and others will definitely be targeted by the Qing court, which is the way to die.

Yang An didn't agree to do this, and the others immediately asked: "Since you can't kill it, and you can't let it go, what should you do?" ”

Yang An pondered for a moment and suddenly smiled mysteriously, "Who said you can't let it go, it depends on how you put it!" ”

"Zhao Si, go and bring me the person with the highest official position among the Qing army captives."

Looking at the back of Zhao Si leaving, Yang An's cold voice echoed in the room, "Whether it is dead or alive depends on how our Tartar official chooses!" Maybe it's a good thing! ”