"Brothers, fight with the Ming thief!"

Guo Yi, the deputy general of the Green Battalion who rushed with the gunners, saw Hao Shaoqi and his party, and saw that the Ming army was going straight to the general soldier, so he took more than 100 gunners in his department to wave their knives and block the front of the Ming army without thinking too much.

"Good boy, dare to stop you Hao Laozi!"

Fifty-five-year-old Hao Shaoqi roared angrily and immediately swung his sword and rushed towards the Qing soldiers.

The crowds of people on both sides collided in an instant.

Where the old handsome long knife rolls, flesh and blood fly, wailing constantly, still showing the true colors of the heroes of the year!

Where are the gunners of the green battalion who are Hao Shaoqi's personal opponents, and they scattered in a hurry after a few rounds.

"Have a good time with Hao Laozi!"

The old handsome arrow was flying, and the big knife was holding horizontally and running up the slope.

The body is athletic, and he is not weak in the slightest.

In the pile of corpses behind him, Guo Yi, whose chest was broken by a big knife, struggled to stand up slowly from the ground, struggling to pierce the knife into the soil, and looked in the direction of the general flag of the general soldier with blood drops, his face was full of despair, and he shouted sadly: "My lord, the last general will do his best, and in the next life, he will kill the thief with the adult!" ”

After saying that, the right hand of the knife softened, and his body seemed to be evacuated and rushed forward.

It's like kneeling.

Leaving a thin braid on the back of his head, it gradually stiffened in the cold wind.

Mu Shenghui heard Guo Yi's shout, and also saw the Ming army that was killing where he was standing.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and I could vaguely see that it was the veteran who rushed to the front.

You don't have to think about it to know that it is Hao Shaoqi's old thief!

Goodbye, the Ming army swarmed in, and its battalion soldiers were already exhausted, and the collapse was imminent, Mu Shenghui couldn't help but snort coldly, and ran down the slope with his sword.

The blade refers to the old thief Hao Shaoqi!

Dozens of soldiers also swarmed up.

The Lord will not live alone, and neither will they live alone.

"Old thief!"

Mu Shenghui, who was running, jumped sharply with a knife and slashed towards Hao Shaoqi, who was coming up, wanting to kill the old thief on the spot with a condescending momentum.

The two knives met, and the "clang" sound was actually smashed.

Mu Shenghui snorted, his sword-wielding tiger wrist was shocked, the long knife almost got out of his hand, but the old thief below did not move like Mount Tai.

"If you want Hao Laozi's life, your baby has to make real skills!"

Hao Shaoqi swung his knife three times in succession, and the knife slashed towards Mu Shenghui.

Mu Shenghui didn't expect Hao Shaoqi to be so powerful, and his left waist was swept by Hao Shaoqi's blade between dodging.

Although it is okay to wear armor, it is also a lot of tightness in the chest, and I can't breathe a little.

The soldiers on both sides have fought together, not giving in to each other, and they are fighting with their lives.

From time to time, a knife rolled down the hillside.

"Uncle Hao, I'll help you!"

Liu Heng, who led the troops to defeat a battalion of soldiers, caught a glimpse of Hao Shaoqi leading people to fight with the main general of the Qing army, and immediately led people to rush there.

The pile defense line has been opened by the Ming army, and Yuan Zongdi's subordinates are rushing in along the mouth.

Qing army, defeat is decided.

The sound of guns and artillery on the eastern front also became scarce, and the shouts of killing were getting closer and closer, obviously the Ming army on the eastern front had crossed the row of piles and killed the Qing army.

Mu Shenghui knew that the general trend was gone, but he was unwilling to escape, so he bravely tore off the knot tied to the armor, and roared and waved his knife to fight Hao Shaoqi again.

His young man was known for his bravery, and after joining the army, he was repeatedly a pioneer and dared to die, at this time, he fought with all his strength and waved his knife again and again, Rao is Hao Shaoqi, who was called the fierce Zhang Fei of the Dashun Army, and was also forced to retreat a few steps.

"Good, good, good! In this world, except for Blacksmith Liu, no one can force you Hao Laozi to this point, count your baby as capable! ”

Hao Shaoqi laughed instead of anger.

Liu Blacksmith is Liu Zongmin, the first general of the army that year!

"Hao Laozi will give you a Baturu, just see if the baby can stand it!"

The old handsome man who took a few steps back was so handsome that he was not afraid of the long knife that Mu Shenghui had already slashed, and stepped forward to swing the long knife.

At the moment when the two knives staggered, the figures of the two actually crossed each other at the same time.

Hao Shaoqi's knife dragged on the ground, and Mu Shenghui's knife was held in his hand.

Like time and space for the still.

After a few breaths, Mu Shenghui "plopped" and fell to the ground.

He stubbornly turned his head to look at Hao Shaoqi behind him, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Thinking that he Mu Shenghui had a good skill when he was young, he couldn't help but be fascinated by the deeds of the famous general who captured the flag and beheaded the commander in the three armies, and joined the army to become a member of the Ming border army.

With his bravery, he was selected by Jiang Hao as a personal soldier together with Wang Fuchen, who was currently the governor of Pingliang, and then surrendered to Dashun with Jiang Huang, and it didn't take long for him to surrender to Qing.

Only Jiang Huang surrendered and rebelled, and openly raised the flag of rebellion in Datong again.

Mu Shenghui prides himself on being a good man and is ashamed of being a slave with three surnames, so he followed Prince Ying Azig to attack Jiang Xuan, and was promoted to the general manager because of his merits.

Again Mengao Shaobao has been continuously promoted, and now he has accumulated merit to the Yunyang General Army, and he has been carried into Manchuria with a white flag, which can be described as a collection of honor and grace.

I don't know how many thieves and how many chaotic people have been killed under the big sword!

And because he was a cronie of Aobai, only the Jingxi general Mulima could move him in this Huguang battlefield, and others appointed him as governor and governor to stand aside.

On this expedition, Ao Shaobao said that after the big victory, he would ensure that he was the Red Flag Han Army Gushan Ezhen!

That is, the flag owner also.

The future is bright, but I don't want to be here when I am about to succeed, I am really unwilling.

Mu Shenghui, who had lost too much blood, gradually refused to obey the call, and the hands holding the knife finally slowly drooped.

The bare head also drooped on his chest little by little.

Only those eyes are still open!

"The chief soldier told the old thief to kill!"

Mu Shenghui's personal soldiers wailed and came to snatch the corpse, but they didn't want the corpse of the chief soldier to fall into the hands of the Ming army.

More than a dozen pro-soldiers desperately attacked and robbed, but Hao Shaoqi's personal guards couldn't stop it.

"Let's go, we're fighting with the thief!"

A pro-soldier shouted a word, and rushed towards the Ming army as if he were dead.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also followed suit, and they really refused to live alone.

Only the few Qing soldiers who snatched Mu Shenghui's body wept while carrying the corpse of the chief soldier and rushed towards the southeast.

"Look for death!"

After Hu Yinxuan, the chief soldier, led people to cut down the Mu Shenghui soldiers who were looking for death, he was about to take people to chase and escape, but the voice of the old handsome came from his ears: "Don't chase." ”

The voice is weak and painful.

"Handsome!"

Hu Yinxuan's heart sank, he looked at the old man sideways, and found that the old handsome's body was shaking, so he couldn't help but feel sad and rushed forward to help the old handsome.

I just thought that the old man was about to die, and he was about to cry, but the old man scolded: "Hao Laozi's ass was cut by someone, and he can't die!" Howl, wait until Lao Tzu is dead! ”

"Huh? Handsome, you're scared to death! ”

Hu Yinxuan was overjoyed and cried, with a handful of snot and tears.

Hao Shaoqi, who was watching, couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, trying to find a place to sit down, but as soon as he moved, he was injured, even if he was Hao Shaoqi, he couldn't help grinning in pain.

Looking at Mu Shenghui's corpse that was snatched away by his subordinates in the distance, and then looking at the rising red sun in the east, the old man felt melancholy in his heart for no reason, and couldn't help but sigh: "People are old, they can't accept it, and it depends on you in the future." ”