"Hurry back!"

At the critical moment, Kali Daolai could no longer care about the two thieves who dared to resist in front of him, turned around and ran frantically towards the north bank of the Hutuo River.

The Manchurian soldiers, who were attacked by the pontoon bridge, also woke up from the shock and retreated like a tide.

The pontoon bridge was not long, only a hundred steps, and it was only twenty or thirty breaths to run back to the north bank, but it was already too late.

After the cannon hit the pontoon bridge, Li Xingzhi had already keenly discovered the fighter plane, as long as the pontoon bridge connecting the north bank was blown off, the Manchurian soldiers who rushed onto the pontoon bridge would become the turtle in the urn of the Jingbei army.

"Fire, fire, fire......!"

Looking at the blood-stained Hutuo River, at the floating corpses covering the entire river, at the piles of corpses on the north bank of the Hutuo River.

Li Xingzhi roared and gave a military order.

The Manchurian soldiers who turned around and fled were desperate, the pontoon bridge in front of them was already covered by artillery fire, and they didn't even run more than ten steps, and the pontoon bridge that carried their hope of survival was smashed to pieces by a few cannons with a "click".

"No!"

Rosh, who was supervising the battle on the river embankment, and Gari Daolai, who was running for his life on the pontoon, roared almost at the same time.

The Rosh Qing army knew the consequences of the pontoon bridge being blown up by the thieves, and no matter how brave they were, it would be impossible for them to break the thieves on the other side.

What's more, those dog-day thieves still have artillery, they can continue to attack the pontoon bridge, and it is still unknown whether they can rush to the other side of the river.

Desperate, Kali Daolai was still brave, and after a brief moment of shock, he beckoned his Manchurian soldiers with his sword in hand to rush frantically towards the southern shore.

What's wrong without backup, dozens of Manchurian vests in Liaodong can penetrate the defense line of thousands of people in the Guanning army of the Ming State, isn't Tunbutai with a hundred soldiers fighting the Ming thief 8,000 soldiers and fleeing in embarrassment? What's more, there are really 300 soldiers in this amount.

But he forgot that they didn't have horses, and the Jingbei army on the opposite side was not the Guanning army, and they were still on this narrow pontoon bridge at the moment.

By the time the Manchurian soldiers retreated, Wang Zhong and Chen Wu had already climbed up, and they were desperately running towards the south bank of the Hutuo River.

Although many defeated troops and civilians have already run across the pontoon bridge, there are still many slow old and weak people on the pontoon bridge.

Yang Biao and Chen Wu couldn't run fast at all, and soon the shouts of Manchurian soldiers sounded behind them.

"Help!"

Li Xingzhi on the south bank apparently saw Wang Zhong and Chen Wu, who were constantly approaching by the Manchurian soldiers.

In fact, there was no need for Li Xing to order, Lang Shaozhen would have already rushed to the pontoon bridge with people.

Now that the pontoon bridge has been broken, the Manchurian soldiers who are still assaulting on the pontoon bridge are just caged tigers, and now is a good opportunity to beat the water dogs and express their loyalty to the Jingbei Army.

Lang Tingzuo's men included the Manchurian Eight Banners and the White Banner Han Army, and these people would not be merciful to the people and the defeated army in front of them, and they rushed onto the pontoon bridge one by one with a roar waving their swords and spears.

Of course, according to the military order of the Jingbei Army, they did not kill the people in front of them, but brutally pushed the remnants of the people off the pontoon bridge, and then raised the swords and spears in their hands and rushed towards the Manchurian soldiers who were still fighting.

At the moment when they separated the people, Yang Biao and Chen Wu had been overtaken by the Manchurian soldiers from Kali.

Run, it must be too late, Yang Biao and Chen Wu had to turn around and fight again, they knew that as long as they held on for a few more breaths, the reinforcements from the side would arrive.

However, in the face of the battle-hardened Manchurian soldiers, they could not withstand the attack of the Manchurian soldiers at all, and at the moment when they swung their swords, the two were stabbed by the surging Manchurian soldiers almost at the same time.

"Puff, puff!"

Two spears sounded into the flesh, and Yang Biao and Chen Wu's thighs were stabbed through by the spears of the Qing army one after another.

Garidao smiled and swung his knife and slashed at Yang Biao, who was tumbling on the ground because of the pain.

"Poof!"

At the critical moment, Chen Wu turned over and threw Yang Biao down under him, and then he was slashed in the back by the long knife from Kalidao, and then stabbed through the chest.

"Chen Wu!"

Yang Biao only had time to shout, and two Manchurian spears stabbed at his face.

"Bell ......!"

Between life and death, Lang Shaozhen's Manchu soldiers finally arrived, blocking the spear stabbing at Yang Biao between the lightning and flint.

More cavalry of the Jingbei Army brandished their swords and pounced on the Manchurian soldiers with white flags in front of them.

"Bell, bell, bell......!"

After a strong sound of gold and iron, Kali Daolai, who was in front of the conflict, finally saw clearly the Jingbei army that was killed in person.

"Huh? Antiba, you scum of the Manchurians, you actually took refuge in the lowly southern barbarians? ”

Anti-Barbuda is the Niu Lu Ezhen of the Zhenglan Banner, who surrendered to the Jingbei Army in desperation after the Jingbei Army attacked the Abatai camp.

Different from the Jianzhou Jurchens, Anba's ancestors were from the Hai Anda Ministry, when the slave chief Nurhachi unified the Jurchen tribes, and the Anda Ministry was also slaughtered by those cruel Manchurian soldiers, so Anba did not feel guilty after surrendering to the Jingbei Army.

Moreover, after he surrendered, the Jingbei army also painted a scoop with a gourd, and engraved the words "Fulin is Dolgon's seed" on their skulls.

"Galidao, your Jianzhou is just a wild man who ran down from the Tunguska Savage Mountain, if it wasn't for the Ming Emperor Chengzu who took you in, you would have starved to death in the Savage Mountain, so you are also worthy of being called Jurchen?"

An Ba sneered again and again, he was not afraid of Kali Dao coming to them, now that the pontoon bridge was broken, Kali Daolai and his Manchurian soldiers were just turtles in the urn.

Besides, Gari Daolai wants to fight hard, and he is not afraid, over the years, they have followed Abatai to fight in the east and west, and the warriors under him, which one is not a man who has survived a hundred battles, and how can these white flags who only know how to bully the Guan Ning army can be compared.

"Lao Tzu killed you white-eyed wolves who couldn't be raised." Gari Daolai was furious, and rushed at Amba with his sword.

"I'm afraid the white-eyed wolf is talking about yourselves! The Emperor of the Ming Kingdom took you in, but you scum created the rebellion of the Emperor of the Ming Kingdom! ”

With a strange smile, An Ba waved his long knife, beckoned his men, and rushed towards the Manchurian soldiers in front of him.

"Bell, bell, bell......!"

Obviously, the physical strength of the Manchurian soldiers with white flags who had traveled hundreds of miles and broken through the Jingbei Army Brigade had been exhausted to the extreme, and they were just rushing to kill with a bloody and brave spirit.

Now that they have met the same brave Jurchen soldiers as them, the decline of the Manchurian soldiers is undoubted, and under the conflict between Anti-Barbuda and Barbuda, the Manchurian soldiers with white flags have been constantly cut down, and people have been picked into the water.

"Quickly cut the rope on the pontoon, which is connected by a boat, let's row back."

In a desperate situation, Kali Daolai screamed frantically while desperately resisting Amba's attack.

A few Manchurian soldiers came from Kali Dao, comprehending it, and ignoring the spears and broadswords stabbed by the Jingbei army in front of him, they slashed at the ropes connected on both sides of the pontoon bridge with a swing of their knives.

As Kali Daolai had expected, without the rope connection, the pontoon bridge was quickly disconnected, and under the impact of the current, it was scattered into small boats.

Kali Daolai looked at the stunned Amba proudly, and turned around to order the soldiers behind him to row back