The main force of the Jingbei Army was exhausted, the Manchurian army collapsed on all fronts, and countless warriors of the Eight Banners were driven up the embankment of the Xiaoling River just like the Ming army vanguard of the Xiaoling River.

Duoduo and the others, who were clashing into the oblique stab, coincidentally collided, and the iron soldiers who had just been killed from the rear were looking at the ironclad dragon in front of them, Duoduo and Azig were numb in scalp, and the shouts of killing from the flanks made them extremely frightened.

"Let's go......!"

Duoduo, who had no way to enter, did not hesitate at all, resolutely turned the horse's head and galloped away in the direction of Xiaoling River, Azig and Wu Keshan did not lose their previous martial arts,

At this moment, all the blood and backbone of the Eight Banners soldiers were all left behind by them, and their only thought was to leave this damn battlefield as soon as possible.

But the Xiaoling River in front of them is an insurmountable moat for them.

There are constantly the eight banners of the water-based Han Army into the water, and then desperately row their arms and swim to the opposite shore.

However, those Manmeng Eight Banners who couldn't swim didn't dare to go into the water no matter what, because the Eight Banners soldiers who had just gone into the water had not surfaced yet.

Luckily for Dordor and Azig and the others, their Goshha found five or six small boats by the river, and then protected Zihashi and the others to board the boats.

However, there were hundreds of Goshha of Duoduo and the others, and with this little ship, it was impossible to take them all away at once, and those loyal Goshha had to escort their master on board first

When the boat was full, Dodor urged them to row the boat to the other side.

However, where would these Manchurian soldiers from Liaodong row any boats, and the small boats kept spinning on the west bank of the Xiaoling River, but it was difficult to move forward.

When some Manchu and Mongolian soldiers saw their prince get on the boat, they desperately squeezed forward, but where were the Goshkha on the boat willing to let them get on the boat, the red-eyed Manchurian soldiers and Mongolian soldiers angrily stabbed at those Goshkha.

Rear.

The shouts and killings of the Jingbei army are getting closer and closer, more and more Manchu and Mongolian soldiers and the eight banners of the Han army who have forgotten their ancestors are squeezed into the water, and the entire embankment is in chaos, and there are many terrible cries and long knives into the flesh everywhere, and there are countless dead and wounded where people and horses trample on them, and no one dares to turn back to resist the surging Ming army at this moment.

On the river embankment, under the long knife of the Jingbei Army, the Manchurian, Mongolian and Han Eight Banners fell one after another like the wind blowing wheat waves.

When the first flag of the Jingbei Army broke into the river, the Manchurian generals such as Baske and Wubai could no longer bear it anymore, and drew their long knives and slashed at the Manchu and Mongolian soldiers who were half-dripping in the water and holding the ship's pole.

"Kill them all! Kill them all and we'll live! ”

With blood-red eyes, Azig shouted frantically, slashing the neck of a Manchurian soldier holding the ship's bar.

The Goshkhas on the boat also raised their knives to slash wildly on both sides of the boat, and the hands of a Manchurian soldier holding the side of the boat were directly cut off by Wubai.

The Manchurian soldier screamed, raised his head and fell into the rolling Xiaoling River, and the Manchurian soldier who had no hands still kept wailing and struggling in the river, and finally sank to the bottom.

"Knock, knock, knock......!"

In the earth-shattering sound of drums and cannons, on the west bank of the Xiaoling River, another military horse appeared, which was the new town to which Jin Shenghuan belonged.

"It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, it takes no effort to get it, we should be promoted to get rich, go collect ships, go ......!"

Looking at the few small boats spinning on the river, Jin Shenghuan was overjoyed, it was better to come sooner rather than by coincidence, judging from the outfit of the Manchurian soldiers on the boat, he knew that he was not an ordinary person, and today it was time for me to make meritorious service to Lao Jin.

Although the pontoon bridge on the Xiaoling River was blown up by the Eight Banners, there was still a small section on the bank that had not been blown up, and the pontoon bridge was originally composed of boats and wooden planks were laid on it.

After Jin Shenghuan gave the order, dozens of soldiers from Xinyi Town, who knew water, hurriedly took off their clothes and armor, and one of them plunged into the Xiaoling River, cut the rope connecting the boat with his long knife, and beckoned the soldiers on the shore to get on the boat.

The Qing army ships that had finally adjusted their direction and those Han troops who had swam half of them suddenly became chaotic, neither advancing nor retreating.

One by one, they shouted and screamed in the water, begging to surrender to the Ming army on the opposite bank.

"Quick, adjust the direction and go downstream."

Duoduo and Azig and other Manchurian princes turned pale in horror, they knew the consequences once they were caught by the Ming soldiers.

But the Goshkha on the boat have been tossing and turning on the water for so long, and they have long been exhausted, plus they are not water-free, although they are trying their best to adjust the boat, but after all, they are not as fast as the small boat rowed by the soldiers of the Jingbei Army.

"Prince Rui, King Wuyingjun, I'm sorry!"

The Mongolian prince Wu Keshan, the Mongolian white flag lord Wu Nag, the Mongolian Ezhen Kuriba and Zamusu were in a desperate situation, and finally remembered that they were Mongolians, not the Jianzhou Jurchens who had a deep blood feud with the Ming Kingdom, and one by one raised their swords and spears to stab at the Manchurian ministers such as Baske, Subai, and Yingordai.

"Puff, puff, ......."

Su Bai, Baske and others did not expect that the Mongols, who claimed to be connected to Manchuria, would suddenly turn their faces and be caught off guard, that is, they were stabbed through the body with knives and spears.

"You guys?"

Duoduo was just about to scold, Wu Keshan's long knife had already reached his neck, and Azig reacted a little faster, but he was still cut off by Wu Nag's arm.

"General, we are Mongolians, and we have been vassals of the Ming Dynasty for generations! We are persecuted by the Manchurians, if we do not obey them, they will slaughter our herdsmen, we really have no way, fortunately, His Royal Highness King Yan is powerful and powerful, and we will have a chance to return to the Ming anyway, long live the Ming Dynasty, long live His Royal Highness King Yan, the general, this person is the brother of the slave chief Dorgon, Duoduo and Azig, and the guilty minister has already taken him for the general. ”

Seeing that the ships of the Jingbei Army had already surrounded them, Wu Keshan and others complained about the cruelty of the Manchurians one by one with tears in their eyes.

"Take them all and send them to His Royal Highness King Yan later."

Jin Shenghuan, the new town general who came with the ship, almost smiled on his face, this net has really gained a lot! With this credit, can we also be crowned a marquis?

"It's down, it's down, it's ......!"

Seeing that their masters were captured by the Jingbei Army, the Manchurian and Han Eight Banners on the river embankment finally despaired, and they knelt down in front of the long knives of the Ming soldiers who they used to regard as pigs and dogs.

"Spread Lone's message, hand over the battlefield to Zhang Shaoqian and Jin Shenghuan, and let Anba immediately collect his troops, follow Gu to chase and kill Dolgon and Hong Chengchou, and tell Zhang Shaoqian that Lone should not be taken prisoner."

The overall situation has been decided, Li Xingzhi does not want to dwell more on the issue of prisoners, and in order to prevent Dolgon and Haoge from confluencing, and in addition, Shenyang has been besieged by Haoge's troops for more than two months since July, and the Jingbei Army should take advantage of this great victory to sweep Liaodong and defeat the last heavy army group of the puppet Qing Dynasty in one fell swoop.

"What......? Marshal, you go after Dolgon, what should we do? ”

Li Bangjie was stunned, last year in Shenyang, Li Rui's dog thing, he slept with Hai Lanzhu and Da Yu'er on his back, if the Queen Mother of Tartar was preempted by him this time, wouldn't it be a big loss.

"You...... How do you get there? ”

Looking at the heavy armor on Li Bangjie's body, Li Xingzhi really couldn't imagine that any horse could move such a bold guy.

"Don't worry, the iron man soldier can be handed over to Chen Wen, and the last general will wear a layer of cotton armor, I and Li Rui are lifelong friends, and we must not watch him starve in Shenyang."

Li Bangjie's chest beat the earth-shattering sound, resisted the gun together, scooped Chang together, slept with the Manchurian princess together, what are we and Li Rui not brothers.

"Then you go and clean up, when the army of Anti-Barbuda is completed, let's go, Gu has already gone north with Bai Wenxuan, the defender of southern Liaoning, if we hurry up, maybe we can catch up with Dolgon."

Li Xingzhi really didn't think about Li Bangjie's fancy intestines, and he finished his work in one battle and captured Dolgon in one fell swoop, which is the most important thing.

"Hurry them all to Xiaolinghe and avenge Brother Chen."

Zhang Shaoqian raised his arms and shouted, Hui Dengxiang raised his long sword, and tens of thousands of infantry of the Jingbei Army poured onto the river embankment all over the mountains and fields, and issued a final charge against the remnants of the Manchu, Han and Mongolian Eight Banners.

In this battle, the water of Xiaoling River was blocked by corpses, and the blood on the river surface was blood-red, which was so eye-catching and spicy in the afterglow of the sunset.

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