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Wu Yangui showed joy on his face and wanted to fly directly to Phoenix Ridge, but things were so unlucky. At this time, the physical energy of the war horse had reached its limit. Seeing that the speed was getting slower and slower, Wu Yangui was so anxious that he was sweating coldly. Wei Yang, Li Zicheng and others were almost the same, especially Zhang Yichuan's war horse, who fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth, and it seemed that it was no longer possible.

At this moment, only Li Zicheng and Du Wen's war horses could support it, but they seemed to be at the end of their strength. Without any hesitation, several people could only ride horses and run forward with their legs.

As he spoke, the sound of horse hooves behind him chased after him. Several soldiers raised their weapons and shouted loudly, "Don't leave Li Zicheng, brothers, kill!"

Wu Yangui shook his body and almost cried out. This was endless. At this moment, Wu Yangui really doubted whether Li Zicheng had snatched the woman of the Living King of Hell, otherwise why would the Living King of Hell be holding Li Zicheng to the death?

"Captain Wu, running like this is not a solution. Let's just scatter each other, so it will be difficult for the officers and soldiers to deal with it."

Wei Yang was quite a bit anxious. He saw that there were only seven cavalry chasing him. As long as he fled separately, he would have a much greater chance of survival. The officers and soldiers were not fools. For safety reasons, they would only gather together to chase them, and would not be too dispersed. If they scattered too much and chased one by one, Wu Yangui and others might not be afraid.

Who can be the leader of the peasant army, who doesn’t have any real skills? But if these people gather together and form teams to fight, the exhausted peasant army leaders really dare not force themselves.

In another blink of an eye, several leaders were divided into two groups. This time, Li Zicheng took the initiative to separate from Wu Yangui and joined Zhang Yichuan. Wu Yangui led Wei Yang and Du Wen to the northeast, while Li Zicheng and Zhang Yichuan to the northwest.

At this time, several leaders were gambling their lives. The officers and soldiers were holding on to each other and were unlucky.

The seven cavalrymen also became hesitant, "Team leader, should we chase each other separately?"

"No, most of the brothers are still behind. Now we are the few of us. It's too dangerous to chase them separately. Don't look at those guys running away in a mess, but if I want me to be ruthless, we brothers may not be our opponents. Let's do this, chase the northwest direction, and there are only two people over there!"

The team leader made a decision in an instant, and the seven cavalry shouted and chased them northwest. At this moment, Zhang Yichuan and Li Zicheng complained. As the cavalry got closer, Zhang Yichuan ran and cursed anxiously.

"Li Zicheng, what kind of hatred do you have with the Living King of Hell?"

"Brother Zhang, what are you saying? Li has never known him." Li Zicheng glared at him and slashed Zhang Yichuan's heart with one knife.

After looking back, his mind trembled. If this continues, he will definitely not be able to escape. Looking at Wu Yangui and others not far away, Li Zicheng looked at Zhang Yichuan's back again, his eyes trembled, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed.

Li Zicheng staggered and shouted loudly to the front right, "President Li, run away quickly, don't worry about us. If you have a chance in the future, you must avenge your brothers."

As soon as these words were heard, Wu Yangui felt his feet weak and he couldn't breathe, and he almost fainted.

It was precisely because of this sentence that the cavalry behind him stopped chasing. These cavalrymen first came to northern Shaanxi and did not recognize Wu Yangui, nor did they recognize Li Zicheng, but they knew that Li Zicheng was once the chief general under the kingdom, and were known as "General Li Bazong".

The team leader looked overjoyed and immediately turned his head, "Brothers, chase over there, haha, Li Zicheng, I didn't expect that this contribution will make us meet, grandma's... Li Zicheng stops...."

The cavalry turned their horses to chase Wu Yangui. In just half a stick of incense, Li Zicheng crossed Zhang Yichuan and went to Fenghuang Ridge without looking back. At this time, Wu Yangui and others were still a distance away from Fenghuang Ridge. Wei Yang was so scared that his face turned pale. He ran and shouted to the back, "That's Li Zicheng, you have been cheated..."

Unfortunately, the two people who escaped from the other way had already entered Phoenix Ridge. The cavalry had no other choice but to hold Wu Yangui and the other two.

Gradually, the distance was getting closer and closer, and the Mongolian soldier on the horse opened his bow and arrow and shot three guys who had escaped.

The arrow was like a meteor, passing by, and with a muffled groan, a strong man fell to the ground.

"Captain Wu...Captain Wu..."

Wei Yang and Du Wen shouted, full of sadness and panic.

Wu Yangui wanted to get up, but he was shot at a critical moment. He was exhausted and could not get up at all. At this moment, looking at Fenghuang Ridge, a desperate smile appeared on his face.

Raising his hand, his five fingers were covered in blood, "Two brothers, go quickly... Remember to avenge your brother......"

Wei Yang wanted to help Wu Yangui, but Du Wen pulled him over. He looked at Wu Yangui deeply, and Du Wen nodded heavily.

Wei Yang and Du Wen staggered towards Fenghuangling, and Wu Yangui's desolate scolding came from behind. Looking back, they vaguely saw Wu Yangui holding the legs of a war horse and letting the war horse step by. He used his life to buy some time for Wei Yang and Du Wen.

When he stepped into Phoenix Ridge, Wei Yang lay on the stone and cried bitterly.

They still remember the last words of Wu Yangui left behind to take revenge. Only they knew what Wu Yangui really meant, not to seek revenge from the officers and soldiers, but to seek revenge from Li Zicheng.

When soldiers and bandits fight on the battlefield, there is actually no personal grudge at all. Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. But Li Zicheng is really hateful.

With Wu Yangui trampling to death by a war horse, the war also came to an end.

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At the end of April of the second year of Chongzhen, the elite soldiers of the three towns, together with Liu Yingyu's troops, launched a decisive battle with the peasant army under Wu Yangui's troops. After two days of fighting, the peasant army was defeated and countless casualties were injured.

In this battle, more than 20,000 peasant army members were wiped out and more than 40,000 were captured. The rest of them fled. During the battle, several peasant army leaders were killed, and Wu Yangui, the head of the peasant army, also died in front of Fenghuangling. This battle also officially announced that Wu Yangui's peasant army was disintegrated.

In terms of officers and soldiers, there were also many losses. After the incident, more than 10,000 people were lost. If the Zhangbei cavalry had not appeared in time, the number of casualties would have increased sharply.

After the war, the officers and soldiers took down Yan'an City and then sent troops to surround Ansai City. Now there are less than 10,000 defenders in Ansai City. Faced with the officers and soldiers with high morale, it is only a matter of time before Ansai City falls.
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