Before his death, Boss Hu was talking about not the Tartars, but my mother, who gave birth to and raised him.

Gradually, my mother's figure became more and more blurred in Boss Hu's mind until she disappeared, and there was no light in his sight.

An armored soldier excitedly held Boss Hu's head in his hand, then raised his stern demonstration to the Ming army in front of him, shouting with the greatest strength in his life: "The thief is dead, you are waiting for the speed! The thief is dead, you are waiting for the speed!"

"Brother!"

Ge Wu shouted, knelt down on the ground, crying loudly while constantly hitting his head.

"Brother!"

The bald man burst into tears and kept pounding his chest with his fists. Peng Dazhu and several sergeant soldiers looked at Boss Hu's head and his eyes were full of despair.

The general died?

The group of Luo Ding recruits looked at Boss Hu's head who was held in the air by the Qing soldiers, looking at each other in a row. Then everyone was trembling with their courage. The hands holding the knife were shaking, and their legs and feet were shaking involuntarily.

The Jiangxi soldiers behind him were panicked when they heard the movement in front of them: OK, why did the main general ask someone to kill him?

"Sir, what should we do? The main general asked someone to kill him. The new recruits were afraid and could not be beaten. Let's run away!" A Jiangxi soldier ran to Shao Jiugong with no sense of fear. Because he was too scared, his voice was filled with crying voice.

"Sir, let's run!"

The rest of the Jiangxi soldiers also wanted to retreat. The main general asked them to kill him. He still had a ball in this battle. Before the Qing army could pounce, he might as well run away!

"run?!"

Shao Jiugong looked at Hu Quan's head in the air who was lifted by Qing soldiers in front of him, and smiled sadly on his face, saying, "Run? Where to run?"

The soldier who was the first to shout to run hurriedly said, "It's okay to run anywhere, you can't wait to die here anyway!" Before he finished speaking, Shao Jiugong slapped over with a slap, and a "bar" sound made his eyes look like stars.

"grown ups?"

The soldier covered his face with half of his face and looked at Shao Jiugong with horror, not knowing why he wanted to hit him.

Shao Jiugong's face turned pale. He glanced at the soldiers in Jiangxi and gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone can run away, but we can't run away! Don't forget that the words on our backs have cut off our path. With those words, it's useless for us to run anywhere! If you want to survive, you have to fight with the Qing army. Even if you die, you have to take these turtle sons from Deqing tortoise on the back!"

"We are not fighting for the Ming army, we are fighting for ourselves! If you want to run away, I won't run away anyway! Zhang Mazi is just a little bit too much, I don't believe him! Those with eggs will follow me!"

After saying that, Shao Jiugong almost roared and rushed forward. Seeing this, the Jiangxi soldiers hesitated for a while and all followed. Shao Jiugong was right. They had no other way of living except to defeat the Qing army!

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"The thief is dead, the thief is dead!"

The group of green camp soldiers knelt on the ground cheered and jumped up from the ground, picking up the thrown weapons.

Once these surrendered Green Camp soldiers get the weapons, it will undoubtedly make things worse for the Taiping Camp where the main general was killed.

At the critical moment, Zhou Shi rushed down the hillside and chopped down a green camp soldier who raised his sword to resist to the ground. Then he cut off the arm of a green camp soldier who had just picked up a spear with one knife. Amid his screams, he shouted at the group of green camp soldiers who were about to move: "Those who dare to move die!"

"Those who dare to move die!"

Several sergeant commanders who reacted also rushed down and threatened the green camps who had stood up with swords and guns to kneel down. Faced with the long swords that could be chopped at any time, the green camp soldiers in front of them were unwilling to kneel down again. Seeing that Zhou Shixiang and the others were not many, the green camp soldiers behind were eager to get up and resist, but before they could get up, there was a shout of killing from the Ming army, but Shao Jiugong rushed up with Jiangxi soldiers.

Just now, the soldiers of the Green Camp fled, and many people didn't know where they threw their weapons. Few people could pick up the weapons and knelt half a mile, so they could not form organized resistance at all.

After Shao Jiugong brought Jiangxi soldiers over, he killed more than a dozen Green Camp soldiers who picked up swords and guns. In this way, the Green Camp soldiers were bare-handed and fists. The most important thing is that none of them led the way, and they all hoped that others could take the lead. As a result, under the threat of the Ming army, they had to kneel down again. When they knelt down, their eyes stared at the front, hoping that the garrison would lead the troops back to save them.

After shocking the surrendered Green Camp soldiers, Zhou Shixiang left half of the hands to let them watch the Green Camp soldiers and collect all the weapons on the ground, so as not to counterattack the Green Camp soldiers. Then he rushed forward with the remaining twenty people, but dozens of Luo Ding recruits were running towards him.

"Those who retreat will be killed!"

When it comes to Kung Fu, Zhou Shixiang didn't have the heart to talk nonsense. Seeing that the recruits did not obey orders and ran back, he cut off the recruits closest to him without saying a word, and then shouted fiercely at the terrified recruits: "All of them are in accordance with the control! If you want your wife and children to die, run away, and if you don't want to fight against the Tartars!"

"Those who retreat later die!"

Seeing this, Shao Jiugong also shouted. Under the shock of the head and the Jiangxi soldiers, Luo Ding's new recruit had to turn around and follow Zhou Shi to rush back.

Some Luo Dingbing soldiers inside realized that if they lost this battle, the relatives who stayed in Luo Ding would definitely not have a good end. For the sake of their relatives, they had no way to escape and could only fight with the Qing army.

Song Erniu is one of them, and he is afraid, but no matter how afraid he is, he can only bite the bullet. Otherwise, the Qing army would definitely kill his mother, kill his wife and children, and the only remaining bones and blood of his elder brother would be killed. If that is the case, how can he be worthy of his mother and mother, and how can he meet the elder brother under the scent?

"Kill the Tartars!"

Song Erniu's heart was beating, and his whole face seemed to be numb and could not be thrust. His hands holding the banner were like holding a huge rock, holding it firmly, for fear that he would be crushed to death by the huge rock once he let go.

"Brothers, avenge Brother Hu and kill all the dogs and tatars!"

Seeing Zhou Shixiang appear, Ge Wu, Ba Zi and others immediately had a backbone, stopped, waved their swords and shouted, and rushed towards the Qing soldiers.

Although Boss Hu's death greatly boosted the morale of the Qing army and made the morale of the Ming army low, the Qing army was actually at the end of its strength and had no strength in one go. If the Ming army collapsed at this time, they would not even chase after it because they were too tired.

The appearance of Zhou Shixiang gave the low-spirited Ming army a backbone. Although the morale was not excited, as long as the retreating Ming army turned back again, it would be a huge pressure for those armoured soldiers.

Both sides are on the edge of the cliff, it depends on what the last straw was crushed to death, or who can hold on until the end.

"What a thief scholar!"

When Zhang Dade saw that Zhou Shixiang actually rushed up and killed several of his personal soldiers, he opened his eyes and ignored Tang Sanshui's dissuasion and also met with his big sword.

Tang Sanshui hesitated for a while, and then stamped his feet and rushed up with Zhang Dade. In his opinion, although his side was almost out of strength, the Ming army on the opposite side was also at the end of his strength. As long as he killed the leading thief scholar, he would win the battle. It was a bit dangerous and worth fighting!

If I had known that the Ming army had only a few people, I should have brought all the soldiers out just now!

At this point, Zhang Dade had already seen that the Taiping Camp, which was under the banner of the Ming army, was not an elite army, and the number was not much higher than that of him. He even had few cotton armor. The soldiers even helped the new young men who could not even use swords and guns. It was obvious that they were a group of mobs that had been temporarily gathered together. There were no need for more. As long as dozens of new forces joined in, these new recruits would definitely collapse completely.

However, regret is useless. The thief scholar has already led the retreating Ming army to rush forward. If he doesn't kill this person, the Ming army will not retreat!

The thief scholar, if you kill you, I will be a guerrilla!

Zhang Dade's eyes were red, and he didn't even care about his old enemy Shao Jiugong. At this moment, he only had Zhou Shixiang in his eyes. He was determined to capture and kill Zhou Shixiang and rushed to the front.

"kill!"

Amid the roar, the big knife in his hand was already raised.

"kill!"

Zhou Shixiang shouted loudly, and the long sword also smashed heavily. He slashed Zhang Dade's big sword. With a "bang", a spark flashed, and both of them took a step back, and the tiger's mouth was in pain, and they were both frightened.

Zhou Shixiang was moved: What a great deal of strength!

Zhang Dade's expression also changed drastically: Why is this thief scholar so good?

When the two of them were slightly stunned, the soldiers on both sides were already killing each other, shouting and shouting and scolding, and from time to time, broken arms and limbs fell to the two of them.

There were no less than a hundred soldiers on both sides of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the Taiping Camp was still in the best position. In the previous fight, twelve or three of Zhang Dade's personal soldiers had died in battle. The remaining twenty people did not even have the strength to run. They relied on their years of experience in killing, but they could only rush up to shout and shout.

From time to time, soldiers on both sides were shot and screamed, and countless people were hugging each other and rolling together.

"Smash you, you are the Tartars, you are the Tartars!"

A Luo Dingbing used a stone to hit the face of a Qing soldier who had already been breathing, just torn apart. The bones still refused to let go, but they were frightened by the dead scene.

"Go to die!"

Song Erniu waved a long flag and swept a soldier in armor to the ground. The other party had no strength to get up, so he sat there while panting, while waving the long knife in his hand to slash the ankle of a missed Ming army, cutting off the tendons of the Ming army, and whispering "ahhh" and landing on the ground.

Song Erniu, who was covered in blood on his body, mouth and face, had no idea where he came from his cruelty. Seeing this, he actually used a banner to penetrate the Qing soldier directly.

The Qing soldier was wearing a layer of cotton armor. Seeing that the other party was actually inserting the flagpole into him, he couldn't help but grin and wanted to laugh sarcastically. He felt a pain in his chest, and the flagpole actually penetrated the cotton armor and penetrated into his heart.

"Well!"

The soldier couldn't believe it and grabbed the flagpole hard and wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't pull it out. In his sight, Ming Jun looked at him blankly like a fool.

After two companions were killed by Qing soldiers, a Luo Ding soldier stabbed the Qing soldiers in his hand into the back with a spear. He was too excited and excited to throw the spearman down and danced: "I killed the Tartars, I killed the Tartars!"

He had only had time to scream twice and could no longer make any sound, because the back of his neck was cold and a blood column was spraying.

After cutting off the Ming army who was shouting like a fool, the Qing soldiers glanced at the guy's face contemptuously and cursed: "The new recruit kid!"

He staggered with the knife and wanted to turn around, but his neck hurts the same way, and he staggers to stagger.

Shao Jiugong's Jiangxi soldiers stabilized the Ming army in this close-killing battle. With the advantage of numbers, the Qing army was gradually destroyed, and corpses were everywhere on the ground.

The Ming army gradually surrounded a Qing army with two or three people. The Qing army, which had no support or strength, could only resist in vain. Some people wanted to run away, but their legs could no longer run away.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tang Sanshui was so anxious that he wanted to pull the guard back to the guard. In his sight, the guard was still fighting with the thief scholar.

Zhou Shixiang wins because of his flexibility, but Zhang Dade wins because of his strength. After a few rounds, the two of them are not distinguished. But the mentality of the two is very different at this time. Zhang Dade is anxious, Zhou Shixiang is calm, and only with his eyes, he also knows that the balance of victory has turned to Taiping Camp. As long as his backbone is not dead, the Qing army will not be able to make a comeback!

At this time, a Qing army archer shot at Zhou Shixiang with an arrow, and the arrow hit Zhou Shixiang's cheek. Zhou Shixiang was shocked and moved sideways. Zhang Dade's knife was slashed to his left waist. Zhou Shixiang took the knife to block it, but when he slipped under his feet, he fell to the ground.

"Mr. Commander!"

Seeing Zhou Shixiang fall to the ground, Shao Jiugong jumped "shocked". Zhou Shixiang must not have any more trouble at this critical moment, otherwise the gods would not be able to save Taipingying!

Shao Jiugong, who was eager to save people, rushed up with a shout. Zhang Dade's beard was all over, and he didn't even look at Shao Jiugong. He waved his sword and only chopped Zhou Shi. Something came in front of him. After a huge pain, his vision suddenly blurred. However, Luo Dingbing saw that the commander was in danger, and he touched a stone and smashed it at Zhang Dade. One of the stones hit Zhang Dade's eyebrows and smashed a big hole. Blood and sweat beads flowed down, making Zhang Dade's eyes unable to open his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhou Shixiang turned over and jumped up, waved his right hand with a knife and slashed it on Zhang Dade's right face, and cut out a large piece of the belt flesh.

"A thief scholar!"

Zhang Dade was in pain and rolled on the ground with his face in his arms. Shao Jiugong stepped forward and made another blow, and instantly broke up the old enemy.

Just as Boss Hu's death lost all the fighting spirit of Taiping Camp, Zhang Dade's death also caused chaos in the Qing soldiers who were fighting with the Ming army. Several armored soldiers were slightly distracted and chopped over with a few knives at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, they were disbanded from the body.

"No more fight, no more fight..."

An armored Qing soldier who had no strength to fight any more, sat down on the ground, not caring about anything, and just gasping for breath.

After Zhang Dade died, Tang Sanshui wanted to run away, but was captured by Ge Wu. He was brought to Zhou Shixiang like a rabbit. Without waiting for the other party to say anything, he lay on the ground and kept begging for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Zhou Shixiang was too tired to stand up, so he forced himself to wave his hand to Tang Sanshui and said to him: "I won't kill you, you can tell them to surrender."

"well!"

Tang Sanshui stood up from the ground without saying a word, and then shouted at the Qing soldiers who were still resisting, asking them to put down their weapons and surrender.

There were more than 40 remaining Qing soldiers, and there were seventeen or eighteen armored soldiers. Many of them were injured and they had long since wanted to continue to attack. After hearing Mr. Qian's shouting, he saw that the garrison was dead. He knew that it would be meaningless to continue to attack, so he threw down his swords and guns, and then collapsed on the ground. Ren Mingjun went to pick up his swords and guns and took off his cotton armor.

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Chapter completed!