The Han army banner and the Mongolian soldiers were stunned when they looked at the swords, spears, bows and guns scattered all over the place, and looked at each other one by one, not knowing what to do, it is one thing to show loyalty, and it is another thing to really take a knife to attack Liujiazhai.

Everyone knows that as long as they pick up the weapon on the ground, there is no turning back.

Picking up the weapons on the ground and working hard with the Jingbei Army, it is obviously impossible, don't you see that the high and high uncles are all in front of the long knife of the Jingbei Army?

"Take the weapons on the ground and go to fight Liujiazhai for Ben Shuai, and you will be able to live!"

Li Xingzhi's eyes were cold, if these bastards who had forgotten their ancestors still had illusions, he wouldn't mind using a long knife to call them humans.

"Qiang, Qiang......!"

"Break through Liujiazhai, otherwise you will all die!"

A group of Jingbei army generals drew their swords and roared angrily.

Before life and death, the Han army banner and the Mongolian soldiers were still very conscious.

Especially those Mongolians, these men born on the grassland, who already worship the strong, finally stepped forward to pick up the swords and spears on the ground under the coercion of the Jingbei Army, and then rushed to Liujiazhai in front of them with red eyes.

The Mongols took the lead, and the Han military banners naturally followed suit and picked up the weapons on the ground, just like when they turned their backs on the Ming Dynasty, these Han military banners understood the truth of either not doing it or doing it.

Li Xingzhi said to Wang Zhong on his side: "Let the long-range soldiers A and B provide them with fire support, and be sure to break Liujiazhai before dark!" ”

"Whoa!"

Wang Zhong understood that the long-range soldiers pressed the formation, in fact, they also had the meaning of supervising the battle, and hurriedly took the order and left.

There are no drums and cannons urging troops, no desolate bull horns, and only earth-shaking shouts of killing.

In order to embolden themselves, the Han army banner and the Mongolian soldiers kept roaring and rushed forward frantically.

The shattered gate of Liujiazhai that was bombarded by artillery fire obviously could not stop the more than 1,000 Mongolian soldiers and Han army flags that were frantically advancing.

"Click, click, click......!"

Section after section of the wall was torn down, and the soldiers entered the wall without even encountering resistance.

The defeat and retreat of the Manchurian soldiers made the Han army banner and the Mongolian soldiers in the original village have no fighting will at all, and even those Manchurian soldiers are also about to collapse in front of the surrendered troops.

Patches of the Eight Banners knelt down in front of the long knives of the surrendered troops, begging for the lives of their former companions, and more of the Eight Banners were frightened and rushed everywhere, fleeing for their lives like headless flies.

After doing the first year of junior high school, they are not afraid to do fifteen, and the soldiers who have broken through the gate of the village have no scruples, they are crazy to slash and kill those Eight Banners soldiers who are running around, and they want to show their determination to Li Dashuai with blood.

"We have descended, don't kill us!"

At this moment, not only the Han army banner and the Mongol soldiers asked to surrender, but the Manchurian soldiers were also constantly kneeling and begging for mercy.

Li Xingzhi, who entered Liujiazhai with cavalry and iron soldiers, looked at the countless Eight Banner soldiers who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and he was also full of emotion.

For a long time, the prestige of the Manchurian soldiers was like a haze hanging over his head, Manchuria was less than 10,000, and 10,000 was invincible, and the Eight Banners Army, which was famous in the history of the late Ming Dynasty, collapsed in front of his long knife.

"Hehe, there has never been anything invincible in the world, there is no unparalleled cavalry and archery, as long as our knives are sharper than them, the Manchurians will also wag their tails in front of us and beg for mercy, so wait and follow Ben Shuai to see the relatives of the Qing Dynasty!"

Li Xingzhi took the reins of his horse and marched forward in the direction where Yue Tuo Daxu was.

The wave after wave of shouts and killings in the village made Yue Tuo, Kordo and other Manchurian generals who had just retreated to the village frightened.

Although they thought that the Ming army would take advantage of the situation to attack the cottage, they did not expect that the Ming army would enter the village so quickly, and the shouting of killing became louder and closer.

"Master, it's not good, the thieves are using the army to surrender to the village, and now they are coming to our courtyard conflict."

Several Goshkha, who were guarding the door, stumbled in, screaming in horror as they ran.

Yue Tuo's face was dead, and when he retreated from the outside of the village, he knew that his end was coming, and he would sit down under the eaves of the porch without saying a word.

"General, it's urgent! Let's rush out from Nanzhai, as long as we run into the mountains, it is impossible for the thieves to find us. ”

Tong Tulai, who had died of his son, knelt down in front of Yue Tuo anxiously, as a senior traitor, he knew what would happen if he fell into the hands of the Ming army.

Yue Tuo's eyelids drooped, and he didn't look at Tong Tulai, who was pale.

"Kill! The reward for capturing Yue Trustee alive is a thousand gold, and the official is promoted to three levels! ”

"Kill, the marshal said that if you capture Tong Tulai and Alan Chai, you will be rewarded!"

"Surrender to avoid death, and those who do not surrender will be killed!"

Liujiazhai is not big, and while Tong Tulai was speaking, a large number of surrendered troops had poured in from all directions to the last stronghold of the Qing army.

"Pontus is going to fight them! I'm here to see if those little cubs dare to lift a knife against Pontus! ”

Tong Tulai didn't want to sit still, it was obviously impossible to count on Yue Tuo at this time, and the only way was to save himself.

"This is really with you!"

Alan Chai also drew his sword and roared, he didn't have Tong Tulai's flowery intestines, he just wanted to do the final dying struggle.

The loyalty of Tong Tulai and Alan Chai made Yue Tuo's expression move slightly, but it was only a move, the defeat was decided, rather than going out to fight, it was better to accumulate physical strength so that he could make the last game.

However, something happened to Alan Chai who was depressed, and the talented and loyal Tong Tulai actually knelt in front of the surging soldiers after rushing out of the courtyard gate.

Looking at more and more troops, and the devouring black flag of the Jingbei Army getting closer and closer, and then look at Tong Tulai, who kowtows like pounding garlic.

Alan Chai trembled, at this moment he vaguely remembered the scene ten years ago, when Hong Taibing besieged Chahar, when Lin Dan Khan died, and his own people knelt in front of the long knives of the Manchurian soldiers and begged for mercy.

"Lord Ezhen, Chahar and Jiannu are feuds, we Mongolians have been vassals of the Ming Dynasty for generations, and we were just coerced by Jiannu back then, and now it's too late to surrender!"

A few cronies who followed Alan Chai cried hoarsely, no one wanted to die, the Tong family had harmed so many Han people in Liaodong, didn't they also surrender to the Ming army? He can kneel and beg for mercy, why can't we.

Alan Chai's lips kept squirming, and he wanted to say something hard, but at this moment, where could he say it.

Because the general soldier of Leiden, who had plagued nearly 10,000 troops and horses in the Qing Dynasty, had appeared in front of him.

He didn't even look at Tong Tulai, who was kowtowing and bleeding, but said coldly, "Those who hold Yue Tuo can live!" ”

Alan Chai's mind was blank, and under great pressure, he was coerced by his own subordinates and broke into the courtyard where Yue Tuo was, and in front of him was the extremely brave Tong Tulai, who was desperately strangling with Kordo, the commander of Goshha.

"You traitors, you are a disgrace to Manchuria, and this commander will kill you all, kill you all."

Alan Chai stood aside stupidly, Tong Tulai's face was bruised, he didn't care about the long knife that Kordo slashed over, one after another, each knife slashed at Kordo's vital point, it was completely a life-for-life fight.