"Bang!"

Wang Zhong and Qin Ying, who were running frantically, were shocked by the violent explosion behind them, knowing that Yang Fei's Team B was finished.

"Lao Tzu fought with them!"

The complete rout of the Gangfeng battalion made Wang Zhong lose his mind, and he suddenly reined in his horse, and wanted to turn back and fight again.

"General Wang, General Qin, go quickly, don't let down the kindness of Team Yang, if you can escape, remember to tell General Zhang, I, Li Mingda, am not a coward."

Li Mingda, the first team of the Gangfeng Battalion, his eyes were blood-red, and at the moment when Wang Zhong was about to turn the horse's head, he slashed at the war horse under Wang Zhong.

Like Li Xingzhi, Wang Zhong's war horse ran wildly under the pain, Qin Ying didn't dare to slack off, and urged the horse to run wildly with his life.

Looking at the galloping war horse, Li Mingda suddenly raised his bloody long knife and shouted at the remaining more than 300 mandarin duck soldiers around him: "Brothers, let's eat General Li's and drink General Li's, now is the time for us to serve General Li. ”

"All of us are united, and the mountains can be shaken. Only loyal and righteous, angry bullfighting. The Lord will kiss me like a parent, and he will violate military law, and he will not be free. The order is clear, and the reward and punishment letter is written. Go to the water and fire, dare to stay late. Report to the country and save the head of Qian. Kill all the slaves and find a marquis. ”

The soldiers of the Gang Feng Battalion, who were on the verge of despair, sang slowly, and they responded to their team with the battle song of the Qi family.

Swept with wolves, stabbed with spears, and shot with firearms, the remnants of more than 300 mandarin duck soldiers formed a small circle formation, like a rock, blocking the Manchurian cavalry like a torrent.

Seeing that the remnants of the Jingbei army could not be solved for a while, Rosh looked abrupt and resolutely ordered, "Su Rina, this is handed over to you, and the rest of the people will quickly go with Pontus to kill all those southern barbarians!" ”

The Manchurian soldiers were strict in command, and after receiving the military order from Rosh, the Niu Lu people shouted one after another, urging their respective cavalry to chase wildly in the direction of the Hutuo River.

The battlefield is only about seven miles away from the Hutuo River, and under the cover of the Gangfeng battalion, Zhang Shaoqian and Lang Shaozhen have already escorted Li Xingzhi to the river.

"Lao Tzu doesn't leave, Wang Zhong and they are still behind, Lao Tzu can't watch his brother die."

Li Xingzhi, who restrained the war horse, turned over and dismounted, drew his sword and wanted to rush to the place where the right person was fighting.

Zhang Shaoqian and Lang Shaozhen looked back, and behind them were countless people crying and shouting for their mothers, wolf-rushing routs and Manchurian cavalry.

"Lang Shaozhen, you take someone to escort the general across the river, and hand it over to the general here."

"You dare?"

Li Xingzhi's eyes stared at Zhang Shaoqian and Lang Shaozhen in front of him.

"The safety of thousands of people in our Jingbei Army is all in the general, the general is here, our Jingbei Army is here, even if you kill the last general after the war, the last general will escort you across the river."

Li Rui, who ran over on the other side of the river, suddenly hugged Li Xingyi, who was glaring angrily at Zhang Shaoqian, and then shouted a few soldiers to step forward and dragged Li Xingzhi, who was still struggling, to the south bank.

Zhang Shaoqian and Lang Shaozhen glanced at each other, in the face of this chaotic situation, they could not do anything, at a glance, there were dense human heads everywhere, and they could not see Wang Zhong and others at all, so they had to reluctantly retreat to the south bank with the cavalry.

The north bank of the Hutuo River.

In the smoke and dust in the sky, thousands of Manchurian cavalry divided into seven or eight groups and rushed towards the Hutuo River.

"Chase, drive all these despicable southern barbarians into the Hutuo River!"

Rosh, who was galloping wildly, his eyes were blood-red, he didn't know how many Han people he had killed along the way, and he didn't know how many rout troops he had killed.

Countless Manchurian cavalry wielded sabers like sheep, constantly squeezing the rebels and the rout army southward from several directions.

Soon!

The people and the rout, who had no way to escape, finally climbed the embankment on the north bank of the Hutuo River, and then rushed to the pontoon bridge erected over the river.

There are only three pontoon bridges, and these soldiers and civilians who only care about fleeing for their lives will not care about the lives of others at this moment, and they only have the pontoon bridges that are constantly shaking in their eyes.

People are crowding people, people are pressing people, people are constantly being squeezed into the water by the crazy flow of people, and people are constantly trampled to death.

Faced with the chaotic pontoon bridge, the soldiers and civilians who knew how to swim untied their clothes, plunged into the icy river, and then swam forward like crazy.

Some of the people who could not know water and the defeated army were in a hurry, and they also followed behind those soldiers and civilians who knew how to water, tore off their clothes and armor, and plunged into the river, but they never came out again after they went down.

On the north bank of the Hutuo River, a killing frenzy is underway. One after another, the defeated soldiers and civilians were slashed by the Manchurian soldiers who followed them.

The soldiers and civilians who were desperate to flee for their lives continued to squeeze forward, so that the soldiers and civilians who were the first to reach the river and were frantically rushing towards the pontoon bridge were constantly squeezed into the water.

The sound of falling water "plopping and plopping" comes and goes, like dumplings.

When the soldiers and civilians who couldn't swim fell into the water, they desperately stretched out their hands and struggled, trying to grab what could save their lives, but they couldn't hold on to anything at all, and even if they were, they were also those who were squeezed into the water.

In just a few moments, countless corpses floated on the surface of the river, and their bellies bulged like fish bubbles, slowly drifting east along the river.

Qin Ying and Wang Zhong, who grew up on the edge of the horse shed, were lucky, and after seeing the chaotic pontoon bridge, they resolutely jumped into the rolling Hutuo River, and then rowed forward desperately like the soldiers and civilians who had jumped into the water before.

"Follow those routs across the bridge!"

The Manchurian soldiers who rushed to the riverside did not stop their attack, but turned over and jumped off their horses and frantically pounced on the pontoon bridge crowded with the rout, and they frantically harvested the lives of the soldiers and civilians of the Jingbei army with their swords and spears.

One corpse after another, bubbling with blood, slowly gathered together, forming streams of flowing blood, which merged into the rolling Hutuo River.

More Manchurian soldiers opened their bows and arrows, shooting arrows all over the sky, and the soldiers and civilians who were desperately paddling were hit by arrows one after another, and then there was a blood red beneath them

The boiling water slowly turned red and turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Open the cannon, open the cannon to Lao Tzu, and blow up those bitches on the other side! Li Rui, you took someone to light the pontoon. ”

Li Xingzhi, who was forcibly dragged across the pontoon bridge by Li Rui and others, was already sober, and since the Manchurian soldiers had attacked the north bank of the Hutuo River, the fate of Wang Zhong and Yang Biao was naturally conceivable, and in order to preserve the seeds of the Jingbei Army, Li Xingzhi had to order the destruction of the pontoon bridge.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Sixteen generals' cannons deployed on the south bank of the south bank of the Hutuo River were ignited one after another, and more than a dozen cannons roared with the flames of revenge and smashed into the Manchurian soldiers who were reaping the lives of the soldiers and civilians of the Jingbei Army unscrupulously.