The process of Li Dingguo's killing of Nikan simply took Huang Zongyi seriously. This bookworm had never admired a general before.However, at this moment, Huang Zongyi felt that he already admired this general named Li Dingguo.

"Go and see who killed it." Huang Zongyi felt that he should do something, and it would be best if he was the best at it.

Several Ming soldiers captured the living people around Nikan and forced them to find out his identity. Then Huang Zongyi yelled like a madman:

"Nikan is dead, and the head coach of the Jin Army was personally beheaded by General Li Dingguo."

Huang Zongyi instinctively felt that he should help Li Dingguo to publicize his record, which was the only thing he could do.

But his shout directly and completely aroused the fighting spirit of the Ming army and boosted the morale of the Jin soldiers.The most frustrating thing is when one side of the manager kills the other.

This is tantamount to proclaiming that the commander of Jin Bing is a pig and was directly slaughtered by his opponent.

Kong Youde turned his head and ran away, he kept telling himself from the bottom of his heart: "You can't be caught, you can't be caught!"

Anyone can surrender, but he, Kong Youde, can't. He complies with every traitor regulation issued by Zhu Youjian.If he was caught by the Ming army, ten heads would not be enough to cut him off.

The Tianzhu army fled south immediately after Ni Kan's death. Kong Youde could see clearly that the north could not escape, and now he might live another day by heading south.

Immediately afterwards, the Tianzhu Army ran again, and the Jin Army lost the coach Nikan again, and it completely collapsed.The rest is the one-sided pursuit of the Ming army.

"Did you see that Nikan was killed by Li Dingguo, why are you still stopping me?" Zhu Youjian waited for Ji Biao angrily, but he actually wanted to kill Nikan.After traveling once, he hasn't killed a wild boar's offspring with his own hands yet.

Ji Biao looked back and saw that the Jin soldiers were all in chaos, so naturally he stopped blocking Zhu Youjian, and they all rode out and killed them.

"Kill, kill." In the distance, Zuo Maodi was riding a slow Jiangnan horse, waving a whip, and was yelling loudly. Li Yan laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up with him.

Chapter Four and Three: Shopping

Nikan died, Kong Youde ran away, and the most elite troops of Jinmanmeng Eight Banners were surrounded and beaten by 20 Ming troops in a chaotic situation after a full hundred thousand, and they were beaten helplessly.

But this battle cannot end soon, because this is a confrontation between two absolute forces, and a contest between the most elite divisions of two countries in this era. Everyone is the main force, and no one will surrender easily.

"Kill!" Yang Zhan's troops all went up. They took each squad as the basic team and kept shooting at the enemy troops who were still riding on horseback.

On the chaotic battlefield, the artillery simply gave up firing, and they turned into infantry with spears and swords.Even the staff officers, grooms, and cooks of each unit went to the battlefield.

Hao Yaoqi's Eighth Army was even more ruthless. They actually rushed to the front line with a four-wheeled carriage equipped with rockets. The sons died together.

However, there are not only soldiers on the battlefield today, but also 10,000+ young and strong civilians.The troops move forward, and they clean up the mess.

"Hurry up, take this wounded away, be careful not to overturn it." Jiu'er arrived directly at the battlefield with thousands of medical staff from the field hospital.

Many people are asking who this beautiful girl is. No one will be surprised after knowing that she is the Princess Changping of Daming. People are more admiring.

The entire battlefield stretched for dozens of miles, and there were so many wounded that it was impossible to count. If they were not treated in time, a large number of people would die here.

"Tell the soldiers in front that no matter what kind of weapon it is, I, Xing Hongyan, promise to open the supply. If it doesn't work, just come and find me a new one." Xing Hongyan stood on the top of a long row of carriages, waving her fists heroically, she The weapons and ammunition that had just arrived were all under their feet.

……

Zhu Youjian was exhausted, and his war horse was standing on the side with a mouth full of white steam, and it was obvious that he could no longer ride it.

The battle has been going on for three full hours, and both sides are exhausted.At this time, there were very few war horses that could still run, and most of them were fighting directly as infantry.

Killing is also very tiring, especially this kind of death battle that will not surrender.Unless you kill the opponent, you won't give up.

"Stupid, why didn't they surrender?" Zhu Youjian sat down on the ground, regardless of the blood around him.

Not far in front of him, a dozen Tazi soldiers had been surrounded by the Ming army, struggling to their death.These Tartars were obviously physically exhausted. They looked at the soldiers of the Ming army with terrified eyes, full of helplessness.

It's not that the Tartars don't know how to surrender, but that they have been used to being proud in recent decades, and seem to have forgotten how to surrender.In fact, these ordinary Tartars are also very pitiful. They have to fight all their lives, just for the glory of those few surnames, and the majority of Tartars still have not received real benefits.

Even in the official history of the Eight Banners, in the end, most of them were soldiers raised in captivity, and they were also slaves for others.The so-called master is nothing but the family name of Aixinjueluo.

"Your Majesty, what about these people?" Ji Biao asked, looking at the Tartars in the encirclement.

"Let's solve it with a gun. Fighting is too tiring." Zhu Youjian didn't bother to persuade him to surrender. His lips were worn out, but unfortunately he still didn't have the ability of Jack Ma.If Ma Yun comes over, I don't know if these people can be made to lay down their weapons.

After Ji Biao asked Zhu Youjian for instructions, he drew two guns from his waist.When the other soldiers of the guard battalion saw it, they also put away their knives and guns, and took out their pistols one after another.

After crackling, all the Tazi soldiers fell together.

"Your Majesty, kill them all." Ji Biao replied in a pitiful tone after finishing his work, "These Tartars are quite courageous."

"Ji Biao, help me do the math: Just counting from the second year of Chongzhen's reign when Huangtaiji took the golden soldiers for the first time, how many soldiers of my Ming Dynasty died at the hands of these Tartars?"

"There must be hundreds of thousands." Ji Biao thought silently.

"So, counting from the second year of Chongzhen, how many people in my Ming Dynasty died at the hands of Hou Jin?"

Ji Biao even trembled and said, "There must be several million."

"Then do the math again, how many cities did the Jin soldiers slaughter after they entered the capital?"

Ji Biao didn't dare to answer, because not long ago, hundreds of thousands of people in Yangzhou City died tragically.

"Your Majesty, I was wrong." Ji Biao knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Stand up. Now is not the time for us to kowtow. After this battle, I, Ming, should stand up. Look in front of you. These are the elite of Hou Jin's support. As long as we eliminate them, Hou Jin will never bully us again." The capital is gone.

You said, if they don't die, will we have a good life? "

"No." Ji Biao lowered his head.And Zhu Youjian's words were heard by everyone present.

"I passed on my word of mouth: In today's battle, we will sing military songs to kill the enemy for the country. Let every soldier know the true meaning of killing the enemy in this battle."

"Yes!" Ji Biao turned around and ran out after hearing this.

After the emperor's order was issued, the entire battlefield was quiet for about a cup of tea.Then came a singing voice from a small hill: "If the motherland is violated, a hot-blooded man should strengthen himself; drink up this bowl of hometown wine, and the strong man will never return..."

This kid Ji Biao can understand Zhu Youjian's thoughts very well now. He organized a team of hundreds of people as quickly as possible, and then sang military songs together with bayonets in hand.

The most important thing is that they charge head-to-head while heading towards the song.The effect brought by the singing and the shining bayonet was very shocking. Some tired soldiers of the Ming army quickly joined in after being infected by the singing and momentum.

A quarter of an hour later, the singing spread throughout the entire battlefield, and the speed of spreading was surprising.

The morale of the Ming army was once again thoroughly stimulated, and the murderous aura emanating from the whole body directly crushed the Jin soldiers.Countless soldiers of the Ming army rushed forward row by row, it was really desperate.

At this moment, all the golden soldiers turned around and ran away, their fighting spirit was finally completely broken.

"The golden soldier ran away, kill him!" One person may think of resisting, but when a group of people escape, a group of wolves will instantly turn into a group of sheep.At this moment, the golden soldiers have become a flock of sheep, and they are still a flock of sheep running around in the wilderness.

"Your Majesty, your horsepower is not good enough!" Zuo Maodi came to Zhu Youjian leisurely, then smiled and handed Zhu Youjian his reins.

"It can't be done, my butt has been turned upside down, and I can't ride a horse anymore." Zhu Youjian waved his hands again and again.

"After this battle, my Ming Dynasty will raise the most dazzling general star! I am a little jealous, how did the emperor find him?" Zuo Maodi was talking about Li Dingguo, because Zhu Youjian said before the Sichuan war We must find a real general in the Western Army.

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