Section 417 Surrender without Killing (I)

Large quantities of sassal wood and rolling stones fell from the slopes on either side, followed by a dense rain of arrows. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a wail in the Qing army.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

A horn sounded that dragged out the sound, and the other four battalions of men and horses were killed from the hidden mountain roads on both sides, and Guo Yuanjun, who was originally desperately fleeing, also turned the rear team into the front team, and turned back and pounced on the Qing army that was in a mess.

The three armies combined to flank each other, and the Qing army was immediately on the verge of collapse.

Nalan Wentian didn't know how many Taiping army ambushes were ahead, and his own soldiers were already in chaos, and the generals at all levels couldn't restrain them at all.

Guo Yuan issued a new order to the Desheng battalion that had returned to restore his life, that is, to let them ignore the enemy soldiers and shoot the Qing generals specifically. At the same time, he ordered every two gunners to cover one Desheng battalion archer.

As for which enemy generals are very easy to recognize, in view of the fact that most of the Qing army is infantry, the equipment is relatively backward, ordinary soldiers cannot afford to equip cotton armor, and war horses are extremely rare, so just aim at those knights wearing armor.

The veteran gave the order to shoot three arrows in front of the enemy, and dismounted the three generals who were maintaining order in the enemy formation.

The Desheng battalion concentrated the most elite archers of the whole army, and a round of feathered arrows flew by, and more than 50 Qing generals were shot off their horses.

After losing the restraint of the head minister, the order of the Qing army appeared even more chaotic.

After shooting two Qing generals, I came to the center of the battlefield under the cover of two gunmen, only seventy paces away from Nalan Wentian.

As long as you kill the enemy leader Nalan Wentian, this brutal battle will be over.

I picked up an arrow cluster from the quiver and put it on the hard bow, poured my true qi into the body of the arrow, and in an instant, an arrow shot out with a "whoosh".

The arrow was strong and fast, and it swept in front of Nalan Wentian like lightning.

Nalan Wentian, who was trying his best to prevent his men from escaping, suddenly realized that he was busy with the side of his body, and the arrow grazed his right shoulder armor.

I screamed a pity, and quickly shot the second arrow.

This time Nalan Wentian was prepared, he saw that it was the Taiping soldier who killed Ao Kuang who attacked him, his heart was slightly shocked, and the thunder knife in his hand slashed in front of him, and the arrow bounced to the side before it touched the blade.

At the same time, several other Taiping archers shot at Nalan Wentian, but the same thing happened to them. The Purple Thunder Dragon Knife in Nalan Wentian's hand seemed to have a mysterious magical power, and the arrows that were close to him bounced around in the air.

How so?

There must be something strange about this thunder knife!

Gradually, I remembered that I had seen the shape of this thunder knife beneath the abyss, but it was not used as a weapon, but as the wings of a giant flying iron bird.

Could it be some kind of coincidence between the two?

I was about to shoot a third arrow, but I was blocked by four Qing soldiers who rushed forward. I pulled out Kangxi's saber and fought with the two gunners in the same group, and quickly finished off the four remnants. However, when I picked up my bow and arrows again and looked up, Nalan Wentian had already disappeared into the crowd.

I secretly screamed that it was a pity, so I had to shoot those Qing generals again.

Under the strong attack of the Taiping soldiers, the Qing soldiers had no intention of fighting and rushed to retreat outside the ridge. For a time, countless people trampled on each other and died.

Nalan Wentian, who felt that the general situation was gone, finally couldn't help but sigh and led the remnants of the army to retreat to the north.

When the wails and roars subsided, the entire path between Tiger Leaping Ridge was soaked in blood.

Thousands of undead wraiths soared into the sky with a strong smell of blood, rendering the sky above a terrible red.

The Taiping soldiers who were sweeping the battlefield sometimes stabbed the corpses with their rifles to make sure they were all dead; From time to time, he used the blade of the spear to provoke the heads of Qing soldiers for fun. The brilliance of humanity vanished at this moment, and all I saw in my eyes was the ugly side of humanity.

I sighed in my heart, maybe the nature of this war was originally ugly, and the Qing army and the Taiping army were no more noble than each other.

Many years later, the war is gone, and the damaged Tiger Leaping Ridge official road has been repaired, but many nocturnal travelers still take a detour when passing through the mountain crossing.

It is said that it was because when they came to the face of Tiger Leaping Ridge, they could faintly hear a wail mixed with fear and anger.

It was the enduring cry of thousands of dead souls.

The victorious Taiping army marched slowly towards the city of Hangzhou with more than 4,000 prisoners of war.

King Chung, who had already heard the good news, had already led the officials of the city to greet the warriors who had returned triumphantly at the gates of the city.

King Zhong personally led Guo Yuan's war horse and walked into the city. Guo Yuan was very embarrassed, and wanted to turn over and dismount several times to walk with King Zhong, but he was stopped by him with a smile.

When I entered the city, there were civilians on both sides who were beating gongs and drums, spontaneously organizing to come to comfort the army, and looking at the smiling faces full of enthusiasm and sincerity on both sides of the road, my originally gloomy mood became cheerful.

In a trance, a little girl of eight or nine years old, like an adult, tried very hard to stuff a bowl of sweet wine and a piece of hot lotus leaf cake into my hand.

I laughed and drank my wine, then took a big bite of the cake. The sweetness of the sweet wine and the fragrance of lotus leaves on the hair cake are mixed together, forming an indescribable charm that cleanses the heart of the bloody filth.

When I tried to touch the little girl's head, I saw her shyly squeezing back into the crowd with a wine bowl, causing a burst of laughter from the crowd around her.

I smiled too. Looking at these simple smiling faces, I felt from the bottom of my heart that the efforts of the soldiers of the whole battalion were worth it.

Although the Taiping army fought a beautiful ambush battle, the more than 4,000 prisoners of war have become a headache at the moment.

That night, King Chung convened a meeting of senior officers at the rank of commander and above to ask them what to do with the prisoners.

It was a very difficult question, and the leaders looked at each other and fell into deep thought.

The main force of the Qing army will soon make a comeback after learning that the general Nalan Wentian failed to attack the city. Hangzhou City is only 12,000 people, and it is still too tight to defend the city, so it is very difficult to assign a part of the men and horses to guard this group of wolf-like thieves. Once these more than 4,000 thieves join forces with each other, the city of Hangzhou will fall into a place of no return.

However, it is a military rule to fight without killing and surrendering, and no one dares to openly violate it.

After a long time, Zheng Fei, the general of Zhennan, who was one rank higher than Guo Yuan, gritted his teeth fiercely, raised his right hand and swiped it in front of his neck.

King Gan's body was shocked, and King Chaozhong and the veteran Guo Yuan shot a sharp gaze.

Guo Yuan raised his head to meet King Zhong's gaze, and said in a deep voice: "These are more than 4,000 living people, is it ......?"

Zheng Fei said coldly: "Does Old General Guo have a better idea?" ”

Guo Yuan's words were stopped. (To be continued.) )