Chapter Ninety-One: The Sword Slashes at the Sea
As the former Ming Dynasty Zheng Guogong, Yu Dahai will never allow the desperate Ming army to resurge.
Not to mention the resurgence of the dead Ming Dynasty.
Otherwise, how to write the name behind him!
And how to explain to the Qing Dynasty who gave him unrefined grace!
After mercilessly slashing Li Bentang, who had followed him for twenty years, this Jingqi Niha Lord of the Qing Dynasty actually went into battle with his personal soldiers.
He wanted to see how capable the remnants of the Ming army who escaped from Wushan were!
It's really a treasure knife that is not old.
Reinforcements from the Ming army arrived.
The first to rush to the battlefield was the dog left by Wang Wu who served as a sentry officer in the back camp, and the tragic situation of his own side along the way made the dog left angry, and he saw that the fifth brother who was not wearing armor was slashing with the Qing army, and immediately led his troops to join the battlefield when he was in danger.
Also arriving were 300 officers and soldiers led by Wu Shijun, the general soldier under Yuan Zongdi.
The addition of the new force gave the Ming army, which had been fighting for more than half an hour, a chance to breathe, and also tilted the balance of victory in favor of the Ming army.
Wang Wu still rushed to the front, if it weren't for the dumb people who swore to protect him, he would probably have been martyred without the protection of armor.
is like a banner, where Wang Wu's figure is the direction in which the soldiers of the Ming army are slashing and killing.
Everyone is like a tiger.
No matter how elite Yu Hai's family is, it will not be able to support it under the crazy offensive of the Ming army.
After half a pillar of incense, the Qing army's defensive line began to loosen.
"Let's push!"
Xu Lin commanded the soldiers to carry down the corpses piled up on the shield cart, and shouted together to push the shield cart forward.
With the concerted efforts of the soldiers of the Ming army, the wooden wheels actually rolled forward directly on the corpse.
Thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang
Several shield carts slammed into the Qing soldiers' broadsword team, and dozens of armored Qing soldiers were knocked over on their backs.
"Hack them to death!"
Gou Yu rushed out from behind the car, and slashed at the Qing soldiers who were knocked to the ground with a big knife in his hand.
"Cut!"
Swords and axes rained down.
The wailing continued.
The severed arm that broke away from the body fell to the ground.
The blood gushing out of the body made every soldier in it a bloody person.
The cruelty of this fight is unprecedented since the Qing army began the encirclement and suppression war in Kuidong!
It is also something that the Ming army has never experienced.
But whether it was the Ming army that withdrew from the Western Front or the remnants of Yuan Zongdi's army, they had no fear in the face of this battle that far exceeded their physical limits.
Because, the victory is already theirs!
"Cut!"
The Ming army, which had the upper hand, continued to advance with swords and axes, and each step made the Qing army pay a heavy price.
There are more and more severed limbs, and more and more corpses are falling.
More Ming soldiers poured up from behind the shield carts, completely suppressing the stubborn Qing soldiers with an absolute numerical advantage.
Like a pack of wolves besieging you, you slash me with an axe!
The Qing army finally collapsed and kept retreating.
The more the Ming army fought, the more courageous it became, and it actually pushed the Qing army in a straight line for more than a mile!
Rao was in the sea in person, and he couldn't stop the defeated soldiers in front of him.
Wang Wu, who was surrounded by officers and soldiers, moved forward with the crowd.
The Chuang Wang Knife in his hand glowed red under the sunlight.
The red of blood.
"Victory, victory!"
The reversal of the situation made every Ming army soldier who participated in the war excited and encouraged.
No matter how fierce the enemy is, they also want to let the other party know what it is to be truly not afraid of death!
The red-eyed Ming army faced those Qing soldiers with braids, whether they surrendered or not, they were all cut down with a knife.
When the battle came to this, there was no softness.
"The Qing army is defeated, defeated!"
The cheers in the crowd shook the sky.
Jiang Tiancheng, who supported his body with a knife and did not fall, burst into tears, and the blind man covered in blood who climbed forward along the mountain road also cried.
It is a cry of joy and a cry of sadness.
In this battle, too many people lost their lives.
Yu Haihai, who was defeated like a mountain, was powerless to crush the army, and he still led his own soldiers to grit their teeth and resist stubbornly.
There was no way back for him.
It is impossible for him to be laughed at by Zhang Changgeng and Dong Xueli, and he doesn't want to be laughed at by the Han people.
He is true Manchuria.
Although the flag has only been raised for a year.
"My lord, let's withdraw!"
Zhang Er, the captain of Yu Dahai's personal soldiers, dragged the governor hard, and almost knelt down to kowtow to the governor.
They really can't hold on, and if they don't leave, the governor will die here.
Not far away, hundreds of Qing soldiers were engulfed by the Ming army, which outnumbered them.
On the way to escape, there were more Qing soldiers who were trampled to death by their own people.
"My lord, I can't stand it, there are too many Ming troops!"
"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, my lord!"
"Adults, retreat, the little ones are willing to rush out with their deaths to protect the adults!"
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Yu Dahai's pro-soldiers are all persuading that the temptation to raise the flag is great, but now that the defeat is decided, it is realistic to leave a life.
"My lord, you go quickly, the last general will be behind!"
Xie Kun, who had retreated from the Chinese army, was covered in blood and pleading.
"Let's go?"
Yu Dahai smiled, where did he go.
Is it too late to leave?
Could it be that he was chased by the Ming army behind his ass like a rabbit in the sea!
"You have to go! The Qing Dynasty treats me well, so today the governor will give up this life here! ”
Yu Dahai, who was determined to repay the Qing Dynasty with death, refused to withdraw, but still gave this group of subordinates who had followed him for many years a way out.
"If the adults don't leave, how can we live alone!"
Xie Kun smiled bitterly.
"I wish to die with my lords!"
None of the pro-soldiers fled alone, they looked at each other and surrounded the governor to fight to the death with the Ming army.
They didn't have a choice!
The main general was lost, and he couldn't escape the knife in his neck when he went back.
The final moment came.
A blood-red banner was surrounded by countless Ming troops and slaughtered towards the sea.
The valley road is full of shouts and cheers of the Ming army.
Yu Dahai, who was standing with a big knife in his hand, was extremely calm.
The loyal soldiers continued to fall under the attack of the Ming army.
There are fewer and fewer people.
The tide of Ming troops was about to engulf him.
At this time, like the hand of God rowing through the monstrous tide, or like a giant boat quickly moving forward to open a wave in the ocean.
A road several feet wide flashed in the crowd of Ming soldiers.
A young figure appeared in the sight of the sea.
It's the fifth king.
After glancing at the fleeing Qing army in the distance, Wang Wu's gaze was fixed on Yu Dahai's face holding a big knife.
Without any words, he waved his long knife down.
"Kill!"
The tide of Ming soldiers advanced again, engulfing the sea with only a few dozen remaining soldiers.
"Kill!"
Out of the sea.
The sixty-pound broadsword is majestic, and it is indeed difficult for any weapon to resist.
However, Yu Dahai forgot that he was old.
He was fifty years old.
The people around him kept falling, and he was left standing alone among the corpses.
When the Ming army was about to swallow him, Yu Dahai swung his knife and shouted at Wang Wu who was not far away: "Who are you!" ”
There was no answer, there were countless pairs of hateful eyes.
Yu Dahai, who was out of strength, was captured alive and brought to Wang Wu.
Looking at this former hero of the Ming army, Wang Wu didn't say anything, gently took off the pointed helmet he was wearing on his head, and then grabbed the other party's braid violently, and carried him to a stone alive.
"Who the hell are you?"
The sound of the sea abruptly stopped in the air.
His neck was severed alive.
With a pillar of crimson blood splashing into the sky, a human head rolled to the ground.
"Who am I?"
Wang Wu, who was expressionless, used Li Zicheng's saber to pick the head of the sea in front of him.
looked at the former Ming Zheng Guogong who refused to close his eyes to death, and said a few words: "I am Han." ”