Nanming Engineer

Chapter 258 Retreat

The Ghost Head Saber by Zubian is comparable to Guan Dao, it dances vigorously, and the nine big iron rings clank on the spine of the knife. Most people can't resist the blow of this heavy weapon. When soldiers fight, they often cut off people and weapons together with one knife, which is extremely powerful.

But the white-armored Qing soldier who was fighting against him now was also tall and thick, and the wide armor seemed to be one size smaller on his body, stretched tightly by tight muscles, and his height was a head taller than his ancestors. Using a fine iron long knife with a wide blade and a sharp edge, the two of them clashed head-to-head several times, making repeated "dang, dang, dang" sounds and sparks flying everywhere, and they could not tell the difference between victory and defeat.

The Qing soldiers took advantage of their height, condescending, and their swords gradually became more powerful. Zubian, who was known for his bravery in the Kuizhou army, gradually lost the wind. It turned into a parry and a shield, stepping back step by step, beads of sweat dripping down his head.

Wang Huan was beside him, seeing that the situation was not good, he yelled quickly, thrust out a saber in a diagonal stab, and slashed at the Qing soldier's waist. .

Unexpectedly, amidst the flashes of light and flint, the Qing soldier smiled ferociously on his face, and with a lightning-like turn of the blade, the long knife that was originally holding Wang Huan suddenly lost its direction, and slanted towards the ancestor who was about to take a breath. Too fast, Wang Huan and Zu Bian did not expect that the two of them could use such a quick move under the force of the Qing army, and they were caught off guard.

Seeing that the long knife was about to cut open Zu Bian's belly from bottom to top, Zu Bian suddenly stepped back with his right foot in a hurry, giving up half of his body, tilting his face, and narrowly avoided the attack from his nose. The blade slashed in front of him, but it avoided his stomach and nose, but not his face. From his chin to the corner of his eye, a bone-deep wound appeared with blood spurting out. Even the eight-petal iron helmet worn on his head was scratched. He was carried flying by the blade and landed on a clump of grass far away.

Zu Bian yelled and fell on his back, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Wang Huan lost his soul, angry and anxious, shouted loudly, before the Qing soldiers had time to turn around, he desperately raised his long saber with both hands, and slashed at the Qing soldiers' heads fiercely, the Qing soldiers injured Zu Bian, killing Out of blood, his face became more ruthless, he twisted his waist, and turned around to block the knife.

It was difficult for Wang Huan and Zu Bian to fight against the white-armored Qing soldiers. Now that Wang Huan was the only one left, it was even more dangerous. Wang Huan had been practicing martial arts and physical fitness every day in recent years, and now he was facing off against a pawn who had actually killed countless people on the battlefield. Yes, I felt that what I had learned was far from enough. After a few trips back and forth, Wang Huan's white robe had been cut in many places, and even the rattan armor pieces inside were torn. He was in a mess.

Ma Wannian and the others around him had no time to rescue Wang Huan. Everyone was entangled with the Qing soldiers, and the corpses that fell on the ground were mostly white-robed soldiers who had set up ambushes. No one expected that this ambush would turn out like this.

Wang Hua was already regretting it in his heart. If he had known that the Baijia Ba Yala soldiers could fight so well, he would not have made a big mistake. He only led 200 guards without spears to forcefully eat 100 Qing guards. A team of hundreds came, surrounded by spears, and shot crossbows indiscriminately. How could it be so laborious?

There was regret in my heart, and my hands were even three minutes slower unconsciously. How could I not see this as a veteran of the Qing Dynasty and a pawn rolling in a sea of ​​blood?He immediately hit the snake with his stick, and spotted an opportunity for Wang Huan. With a flip of his hand, the long knife stretched out like a poisonous snake and went straight to Wang Huan's chest. Wang Huan's outer door was empty and he couldn't parry. Seeing the long knife stabbing at me like lightning, my heart suddenly felt cold. At that moment, all thoughts were gone, and only the cold light on the knife edge flickered in my pupils.

Just at this moment, when the long knife was only a short distance away from Wang Huan's breastplate, the Qing soldier's grinning face suddenly showed a painful look, his face jumped, and a wolf howling burst out from his throat , the whole person convulsed, and he couldn't even hold the knife, and fell to the ground with a "crack".

Wang Huan suddenly went from great sorrow to great joy. He was so surprised that he felt like he had been given a second life. Just as he was stunned, he saw the tip of a knife coming out of the soldier's belly. It came out inch by inch, with the force of fire bursting out like a pillar. Blood.

Baijia Qingbing said "hehe", grabbed the air a few times with his hands, tilted his body, and fell down. Immediately afterwards, the blood-stained face by the ancestor's side appeared from behind Qingbing.

He put a foot on the Qing soldiers in disgust, pulled out the long knife, and cursed viciously: "You mother! I really think I'm dead. My life is hard, and it's not so easy to die!"

Every time Zu Bian uttered a word, the bloody scarlet wound on his face would twitch, and countless drops of blood would emerge, which looked shocking.

At this moment, Wang Huan didn't have time to ask him if his injury was serious. He waved his knife and shouted loudly: "Back off! Back off, don't fight them in close quarters, back off!"

He took the lead in retreating back for more than ten steps. When the guards heard his shout, they covered each other and dispersed. The Qing soldiers were few, so naturally they did not dare to pursue them. They surrounded Maraxi and leaned against a cliff. , form a semi-circular formation, line up with shields in front of them.

Malaxi was unscathed, holding a bow and arrow in the shield wall and thinking nervously. Although the Ming army was defeated in the scuffle just now, they were too numerous and their own soldiers were few. It was impossible to turn the tables and defeat the Ming army. Yes, this time the food transportation seems to be lost. In the current situation, we should consider how to escape and save our lives.

He looked around, and there were loud shouts of killing on the road ahead. The main force of the Ming army must be surrounding and killing the grain carts in front. There were several plumes of black smoke rising into the sky. That was the smoke from the fire that burned the grain carts. Every time the Ming army robbed the grain carts, Food is so dry.On the way back, it was quiet, without a single soldier.

Malaxi immediately made up his mind, and was about to give a loud order to rush back to Xi'an with the guards. As long as he ran a short distance and destroyed a few plank roads, the Ming army had nowhere to go, and they would definitely be able to return to Xi'an alive.

Before he could open his mouth, he saw several bamboo tubes as thick as arms thrown over from the Ming army.

The bamboo tubes look a little heavy, and there should be something inside. There is a lead wire on each bamboo tube, which is "squeaking" and sparking.

Malaxi was stunned for a moment, the words he wanted to shout were blocked by a momentary surprise, and then, a loud cracking sound shattered his eardrums, and then he felt himself flying into the air, his body seemed to be lighter Many of them can float and slowly fall in the air, and all they can see is a piece of black smoke.

"What's the matter?" Marashi thought, and after that, he didn't know anything.

Marashi's body was blown up more than ten feet high, and when he fell down again, he was already a mutilated corpse.

Wang Huan gritted his teeth and threw out eight captive bombs. Originally, the Qing army stood densely, and only three or four bullets were needed to wipe out this group of people hiding closely together behind the shields, but Wang Huan hated it. Maraxi and the others killed twenty or thirty of their own guards, and even their ancestors were injured. They threw out the captive bombs that could blow up all the Qing soldiers several times larger than those present, and directly killed Mara Xi exploded into slag.

"Kill! Kill every tartar, no one will be left alive, no one will be left alive, even surrender!" Wang Huan shouted hoarsely with a dark face, and the guards left 100 people to protect him , and the rest of them rushed forward to kill.

Wang Huan brandished his knife to vent his anger and stabbed the Qing soldiers who had been stabbed to death by Zu Bian a few more times, then turned around panting and asked Zu Bian, "How is it? Are your eyes okay?"

Zu Bian sat down on the ground, gritted his teeth, and answered with a twitch: "It's okay, I can't die, my eyes should be fine, it's okay, even if I'm blind, just ask Mr. Li, his blindfold is pretty, is it?" who did it."

Wang Huan looked guiltily at Zubian's bloody face and blamed himself: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have thought that I was alone, so I could save as many bombs as I could. I didn't expect the Tatar white-armored soldiers to be so powerful. Tired brothers suffered casualties.”

He stood up angrily, looking at the body of the white-robed soldier being cleaned up by his personal guards, his forehead was bursting with blue veins, and the guilt and remorse in his heart turned into blazing anger, which increased and surged upwards. In his rage, he copied Raising the mountain crossbow, he pushed down Zu Bian who wanted to stand up with him, and strode forward to the place where the fighting was fierce.

A moment later, over the zigzagging plank road in Ziwu Valley, the black smoke from the burning grain carts gradually filled a layer of black mist, almost blocking the valley, and the grain carts disappeared after being robbed. With the smoke, Slowly spread in all directions.

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"Bang!" Su Le, who had already passed through Chencang Road and arrived in Feng County, was eating with a bowl. When he heard the news that Mara Xi died in Ziwu Valley and tens of thousands of stones of grain and grass were burned to a torch, Su Le held his hand in his hands. His porcelain bowl simply fell to the ground, and the precious polished rice was scattered all over the floor. The Han servant who was serving him with his head down and solemnly looked at him with a look of pity on his face.

"How is it possible? How did the Ming army know that the real grain convoy was heading to Ziwu Valley?" Suler's face was pale and solemn, and he murmured to himself: "Did something go wrong? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!"

He stood up and walked back and forth in the room, almost stepping on broken porcelain pieces on the floor several times.

The Han servant standing by the door looked at the broken porcelain pieces all over the floor, and there was a big lump of rice in the broken bowl. He secretly swallowed his saliva, hurriedly fetched a tray from outside, and put the broken pieces on the ground. Put it away, and the lump of rice was also picked up completely.

This slave already has a family, and this lump of rice is enough to satisfy the cravings of his wife and children who have not seen white rice for a long time. While cleaning up, he was already imagining the smiling faces of his wife and children after eating white rice, and unconsciously there was also a smile on his face. A simple smile.

He didn't notice at all that Su Le had already raised his long sword and slashed at his neck.

The blood swelled and the head rolled around.

Su Le grinned ferociously, his face like a ghost was filled with despair-like madness, and he yelled, "Hahaha, I know, it's a traitor, there must be a traitor! You damned Han people have revealed my secret. Plan, I will hack you to death, all of you! Let's see if you still dare to report the news! Hahaha!"

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Two days later, in Hauge's big tent in Guangyuan, the news that Malaxi was buried in Ziwu Valley along with the grain truck was placed on Hauge's desk.

Hauge stared at the piece of paper with a gloomy face and said nothing.

The tents were full of generals, but no one dared to say anything. The black cloud of imminent disaster enveloped everyone's heart. Everyone knew what would happen if an army of nearly 10 people ran out of food.

"Maraxi is incompetent. If he loses his troops, he will lose his food. According to the law, he will be executed. If he dies in battle, he will be punished for his crimes, his position will be cut off, and his property will be confiscated. Immediately write a letter and report it to the court!" After a long time, Hauge said in a muffled voice. , raised his head, and stared at everyone in the tent.

The hearts of the people jumped, and they suddenly understood that this was about pouring the shit basin on the dead. The sin of the army stationed at Jianmen Gate for more than a month and not being able to advance an inch can easily be blamed on the reason for the broken grain road. Although this is true, it does mitigate Hauge's fault.

But it doesn’t seem very authentic to do this...

Oboi coughed dryly, breaking the awkward silence, and said in a loud voice, he raised his hands to Hauge and said: "Your Majesty, Malaxi underestimated the enemy's carelessness, was stupid and incompetent, and made the army exhausted because of the lack of food and grass. It was difficult to defeat the enemy, and it was impossible to escape the death penalty of confiscating your home!" The lord is able to spare the net and save his family from the misfortune of being slaves of armored men, it is really a kind act, and the mercy is extrajudicial, the slave admires it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the rest of the people with bull's eyes, and hummed in his nostrils: "What do you think?"

Everyone was terrified, and said in unison: "The prince is kind, and this servant admires him!"

Hearing the unanimous praise, Hauge's face looked a little better. He squeezed out a smile as a response, and then immediately straightened his face again and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, because the food road was cut off, I The army is unable to continue, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Our officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty have been living outside the customs for a long time, and they cannot bear the weather. The epidemics are increasing every day. According to the law, our dynasty has a tradition of stopping troops in summer. I wish, the troops will return I would like to report to the emperor the boundaries of Hanzhong and Zhang Xianzhong’s head. I wonder if you have any objections?”

(End of this chapter)