At the 100,000 mountain passes, the flames of war are flying, and corpses are everywhere.

Ruan Xiufeng finally led people to escape here, thinking that he would escape, but he found that the Ming army was in ambush.

In just a quarter of an hour of fighting, most of the 1,000 clansmen under Ruan Xiufeng were annihilated, and the rest all knelt on the ground at this moment, holding their heads in their hands, and asked the Ming army to surrender.

As far as the eye could see, there were only two brothers Ruan Xiufeng and Ruan Xiulin on the entire battlefield, still standing in place, looking extremely abrupt.

The gunfire gradually stopped, and all the natives secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although there was some shame in surrendering, but in any case, they finally survived.

But when Fu Youde walked in front of these people, he said something that made everyone desperate.

"Pick it up!! Pick up the weapon!! ”

Fu Youde's loud shout frightened all the natives who surrendered, and Ruan Xiufeng and Ruan Xiulin's faces changed greatly.

At this time, Ruan Xiufeng no longer cared about his image, hurriedly ran to Fu Youde, and knelt down without saying a word.

"My lord, we know we are wrong, please forgive us this time."

"Please be merciful!"

However, Fu Youde was expressionless, still indifferently repeated:

"Pick up the weapon!!"

The natives cowered, seeing Fu Youde's appearance, they didn't dare to disobey Fu Youde's order, so they could only bend down in fear and pick up the knife and gun.

However, at this moment, Ruan Xiufeng suddenly shouted:

"Don't pick it up, run away, run away!!"

Ruan Xiufeng was completely desperate, how could he not know the meaning of Fu Youde's words?

Let the natives pick up their weapons, obviously to kill them all, and not give them a chance to survive.

It's just that Ruan Xiufeng's shouting was in vain after all.

Not to mention that there are still a few people who are willing to believe Ruan Xiufeng, let's just say that these natives really want to escape, in this narrow valley, surrounded by Ming Ming on all sides, where can they escape?

In the end, these natives still picked up their weapons in Ruan Xiufeng's desperate eyes and looked at Fu Youde in fear.

"Good!"

Fu Youde showed a cruel smile on his face, then waved his hand behind him violently, and shouted:

"Kill, don't leave a single one!!"

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

The call of death sounded again, and one after another gunshots rang out, marking the lives of the natives who were ruthlessly harvested.

Seeing that his clan was decreasing, Ruan Xiufeng went completely berserk, and he let out a beastly roar.

Then he pulled out his waist knife and slashed at Fu Youde's head.

Seeing this, the guards beside Fu Youde were about to shoot and send Ruan Xiufeng on the road, but they were stopped by Fu Youde.

After the last few big battles, Fu Youde also has some itchy hands, and this time, he plans to try the weight of this Ruan Xiufeng with his own hands.

As a Huaixi general who started with Zhu Yuanzhang, Fu Youde is naturally also a fierce general, not to mention anything else, the ability to eat by cutting people is absolutely perfect.

Fu Youde casually pulled out the sword at his waist and began to fight with Ruan Xiufeng.

Although Ruan Xiufeng hated it to the point of madness, every slash was powerful, and he wanted to split Fu Youde in half, but Fu Youde was experienced and constantly dodged Ruan Xiufeng's slashes.

Even if he can't dodge, Fu Youde will use his sword and move a thousand catties in four or two to defuse Ruan Xiufeng's offensive.

The two sides go back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, it is thirty rounds, and Ruan Xiufeng's life-for-life style of play looks chaotic, but it is straight to the point.

But Fu Youde was very familiar with it, and between tossing and turning, he played Ruan Xiufeng in the palm of his hand.

Although Ruan Xiufeng attacked fiercely, he had never been able to really touch Fu Youde, causing Ruan Xiufeng to just waste his efforts, and this was Fu Youde's plan.

Compared with Fu Youde's experience in a hundred battles, Ruan Xiufeng is still too immature after all.

After only thirty rounds, Ruan Xiufeng was already tired and out of breath, and there was no longer the fierce offensive just now, but Fu Youde began to launch a counterattack at this moment.

It was like a cat playing with a mouse, constantly attacking around Ruan Xiufeng's side, always inadvertently adding wounds to Ruan Xiufeng's body, but it never fought Ruan Xiufeng head-on.

As the saying goes, trapped beasts are still fighting, Fu Youde knows that Ruan Xiufeng at this time is a trapped beast, and he can't give Ruan Xiufeng a chance to turn the tables in a desperate situation.

In this way, Ruan Xiufeng is getting more and more crazy, but there are more and more wounds on his body, on the other hand, Fu Youde is understated, and he doesn't even mess up his hairstyle.

It wasn't until the fifty-second round that Fu Youde saw the opportunity, knocked the big knife in Ruan Xiufeng's hand with a sword, and then put the sword on Ruan Xiufeng's neck.

"You've lost!"

Fu Youde's face was relaxed, and his tone was indifferent.

Ruan Xiufeng's face was pale, and he lost too much blood, which made him feel dizzy, and at this moment he even wanted to hit his sword and die.

But the cowardice in his heart still made him choose to retreat, and in the face of Fu Youde's gaze, Ruan Xiufeng chose to be silent.

Seeing this, Fu Youde immediately asked his subordinates to guard Ruan Xiufeng and tie him up, and at the same time, the gunfire in the canyon had already stopped.

More than 1,000 natives, none of them were spared, and even Ruan Xiufeng's younger brother Ruan Xiulin was killed by the Ming army in the 100,000 mountain passes.

Since then, the rebellion in Hepu County, which lasted more than a month, was finally quelled by the Ming army.

In this turmoil, the people of Hepu County and the merchants of the port suffered heavy losses, and even the Han people were almost killed by the natives.

And these 300,000 natives who dared to rebel, except for Meng Xiao's branch, the other tribes were basically wiped out by the Ming army.

Because of Li Jin's order, this time the Ming army did not accept prisoners at all, and they still used dummy bullets, as long as they were shot, with the current medical conditions, they were basically certain to die.

Blood stained the southwest, but for Li Jin, the war had just begun.