At the end of Ming Dynasty: I, Sun Kewang!Desperate comeback!

Chapter 201
"If we send people to charge again, we must break through the Nanmanzi's defense line!" Zhang Guozhu, the commander-in-chief of the left wing under Hong Chengchou said angrily.

"Master, there are only three thousand of our brothers in total. We have already lost hundreds in the battle with our old bandits at Shuanghekou of the Yanzhe River. In addition to the losses along the way, if we continue to fight, our brothers will die." It’s over!” the deputy general said worriedly.

Zhang Guozhu's troops were originally the elite soldiers of the green battalion assigned to Shen Yongzhong, Duke of Xushun.

Li Dingguo entered Hunan on a large scale, joined forces with Feng Shuangli, surrounded Jingzhou, and encircled the area for reinforcements.

Shen Yongzhong sent Zhang Guozhu to lead his eight thousand troops to relieve the siege.

Due to unclear intelligence, Zhang Guozhu plunged into Li Dingguo's encirclement.

Then I was surprised to find that Li Dingguo and Feng Shuangli seemed to have 8 people.

But he himself only has 8000 people.

There is nothing to say after that. Li Dingguo’s army has more than 5000 levels in beheading alone.

Zhang Guozhu led three to five hundred remaining soldiers to break out of the encirclement in embarrassment.

Afterwards, Hong Chengchou visited five provinces and organized and trained [-] green battalion elite troops in Huguang.

As a result, Zhang Guozhu's department was restored to a strength of 3000 people.

Last year, when Zhao Butai attacked Guizhou southward, Zhang Guozhu's troops were ordered to join the army.

He followed Zhao Butai all the way to Mopan Mountain.

Although there were indeed great victories, great victories, and more great victories along the way.

But after a year of fighting, Zhang Guozhu's 2000 troops and horses only had [-] dead and injured plus non-combat attrition.

Now their army needs to be cannon fodder again, which makes Zhang Guozhu's subordinates unsatisfied.

"Fight." Zhang Guozhu sighed: "Zhao Butai is going crazy. If he can't save the Manchu and Mongolian Tatars in the mountains, even if his brother is Obai, he can't save him!"

"If I don't do anything, before he is dealt with, a mad dog will bite people and cause trouble for me first."

"Besides, King Pingxi is still inside. Without King Pingxi, we Han people will have nothing to rely on."

"Both of reason and emotion, we have tried our best to save him."

When the deputy general heard this, he remained silent and quietly went to organize the army.

Wu Sangui's prestige among Han generals has always been very high.

Li Benzhen, Zhang Guozhu, Zheng Jiaolin and others all followed his lead.

And Wu Sangui, the King of Pingxi, also greatly respected and protected the Han generals.

Later, when he rebelled against the Qing Dynasty, Guizhou, Hunan, Sichuan and other places surrendered without a fight, which was not groundless.

Instead, a large number of Han generals had already united around Wu Sangui.

As the first green camp general to obey Wu Sangui's orders.

How could Zhang Guozhu ignore death?
"Brothers, rescue King Pingxi, and each of you will be rewarded 50 taels of silver!"

Zhang Guozhu organized a death squad and issued a high bounty, which immediately boosted the morale of the soldiers.

"Master, if the court doesn't give it, what will we do?" the deputy general asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, brothers are fighting tooth and nail to save King Pingxi. If the court doesn't help, isn't there still King Pingxi?" Zhang Guozhu said with a smile.

"Yes!" The deputy general suddenly realized.

Although Wu Sangui doesn't care about big things, he still pays attention to small things on weekdays.

If he really didn't even pay attention to the smallest details, how many people would still follow him?

Although his parents don't want it, his son doesn't want it either.

But for the sake of his own image, Wu Sangui even let his daughter marry a beggar.

There is nothing to say to his subordinates and Han generals.

Zhang Guozhu's men fought to the death, and Wu Sangui would definitely pay for a mere 10 taels of silver.

"If we can rescue King Pingxi, there will be a reward of silver."

Zhang Guozhu sighed and said: "But if I can't save King Pingxi, I will fight to the death and give an explanation to the Qing Dynasty."

"Kill Zhao Butai who should be killed. I only have 2000 people under my command. The Tatars are not shameless. Let me take the blame!"

Zhang Guozhu's abacus was good. If he spent all his money to rescue Wu Sangui, he would be exposed in front of Wu Sangui.

Not to mention silver rewards, official positions and soldiers and horses can all be mentioned.

If Wu Sangui could not be rescued, the more than 1 Manchu and Mongolian soldiers in the mountains would probably be dead.

He, Zhang Guozhu, had lost all his money, and we, the Qing Dynasty, were too embarrassed to blame him for the sake of influence.

"Brothers! Rescue King Pingxi, reward 50 taels of silver! Kill him!"

Hundreds of green soldiers roared and launched an attack, withstanding the firepower of the Ming army, they fought their way up the roadblock.

"Set fire! Stop the Tatars!"

Seeing the ferocity of the Green Camp soldiers, Gao Yuncheng ordered the mountain pass to be set on fire to temporarily block the Qing army.

"General, brothers have set up several roadblocks along the intersection! If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid the five hundred brothers won't be able to hold on for long!" the deputy said quickly.

Although the terrain of Mopan Mountain is not one that can be blocked by one man, it cannot be opened by ten thousand men.

But it is also a small intestine trail.

The Ming army could easily block the intersection.

If we have enough troops, we may even be able to defend it until the end of the world.

But the biggest problem is troop strength!
"Damn it! If Marquis Pingyang's four thousand soldiers and horses are still there, tens of thousands of Tatars in the mountains will definitely die without a burial place!"

Gao Yuncheng clenched his fists.

He only has 500 people under his command, so he won't be able to last long if he continues to fight like this.

If the 4000 men under Jin Tongwu can participate in the battle, the strength of the Ming army will directly increase by two-thirds.

With the current good situation, we can directly seal the victory.

"Except for a few of the Gong Gong princes in the imperial court, they are all nothing but wine and rice sacks!"

The deputy sneered: "Besides the corpse being a plain meal, which has no effect, we still need to send soldiers and horses to protect it!"

"It's just hateful that 6000 elites are guarding this group of people. King Jin can only fight with [-] people and we can only fight with [-] brothers here to fight the Tatars!"

"The matter has come to this point. It's useless to talk more. We can delay it as long as we can. Even if we can't hold the mountain pass, we must use our lives to create opportunities for Tai'an Bo and King Jin!" Gao Yuncheng sighed, with a look on his face. Absolute color.

"General, don't worry, five hundred brothers have already made preparations!" the deputy said seriously.

"Okay! Today we will die together!" Gao Yuncheng laughed.

Five hundred Ming troops continued to fight at Mopan Pass.

They fought from noon to Shenshi.

At Mopan Pass, corpses of Qing troops piled up like mountains, but only the last hundred or so of the five hundred Ming troops remained.

"General, arrows and ammunition have been exhausted!"

"The general has also run out of kerosene! We can no longer burn the roads to stop the Tatars!"

"General! Hundreds of Tatars climbed up the mountain and have already reached our rear!"

Pieces of unfavorable news reached Gao Yuncheng's ears.

Gao Yuncheng laughed boldly and said: "Brothers, the Tatars have been blocked by us for so long now. As long as we persist, Tai'anbo will definitely be able to kill Wu Sangui!"

"You are willing to die together with me!"

"willing!"

"willing!"

In the end, more than a hundred Jin vassal soldiers were scarred, and their faces were full of despair.

"Okay! Fight them!" Gao Yuncheng shouted and picked up his weapon.

"Come on my master!" Zhao Butai roared, and with red eyes led a large number of Manchu and Mongolian soldiers to kill him.

The sun has begun to set now, and it will be dusk in a while.

If the Ming army's defense line is not broken, Wu Sangui and others will be doomed!
"Holding a steel knife 99! ​​Kill all Hu Er before we stop!"

The tragic war song sounded, and more than a hundred Ming troops blocked the road, fighting the last battle of their lives.Gao Yuncheng brandished his sword and killed several Qing soldiers.

"Nanbarbarian, go to hell!" Military Colonel Jian Tai suddenly attacked and insidiously inserted his horse into Gao Yuncheng's body through the gap in the armor.

"Yeah!" Jian Tai roared, inserting the horse directly into the rock, and nailed Gao Yuncheng there.

However, the dying Gao Yuncheng's eyes turned blood red.

He used all his strength to lift the sword that weighed dozens of kilograms.

He struck at Jian Tai angrily.

With a clang, Jiantai's helmet was split in half, revealing his bald head and that disgusting braid.

His eyes were wide open and he fell in front of Gao Yuncheng with his eyes open.

He never imagined that this southern barbarian could deliver such a ferocious blow before dying.

"Tai'an Bo, I, Gao Yuncheng, am gone." Gao Yuncheng's mouth twitched and he murmured to himself, then closed his eyes forever.

A moment later, the last Jin vassal soldier fell into a pool of blood.

At this point, all the five hundred Ming troops responsible for breaking up the rear were killed in battle, and no one survived.

"Clear the passage quickly!"

Although Gao Yuncheng was killed, the road into Mopan Mountain was opened.

But Zhao Butai didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart.

"Too late! Too late!"

"Children of Manchu and Mongolia, you must hold on!" Zhao Butai's expression was extremely ferocious.

The Qing army quickly moved the bodies and organized the roads.

Zhao Butai, on the other hand, impatiently led his elite troops and galloped into the depths of Mopan Mountain.

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

Deep in Mopan Mountain, countless corpses were densely covered with roads.

Dou Mingwang led nine hundred soldiers to charge directly at Wu Sangui's Chinese army banner, breaking through several roadblocks and killing more than a thousand soldiers.

But Wu Sangui is like the sun on the horizon, seemingly within reach, but actually very far away.

"Your Majesty, Crazy Dou is charging over again. There are enemy troops ahead. I think your Majesty should go up the mountain to take shelter temporarily." General Hu Guozhu came to report.

Wu Sangui looked back, only to find that the bloody and broken Dou banner was approaching him.

"What a great reputation! I, Wu Sangui, have been in the army for decades and have never retreated several times in a row. I am so humiliated!" Wu Sangui said angrily.

"My lord, the army has been dispersed. You'd better stay away from the edge for a while and be patient. You are worth a million dollars. Don't compete with Madman Dou for a moment!"

"Go up the mountain!" Wu Sangui sneered.

Taking the few remaining guards around, they got into the dense forests on both sides of the road.

"Brother, come with me!" Dou Mingwang covered his injured eye with a white cloth and led the remaining 500 or so Jin vassal soldiers to fight in front of Wu Sangui's Chinese army chariot.

However, at this time, Wu Sangui had already hidden himself.

"Wu Sangui! You coward! You are as timid as a rat and a traitor!" Dou Mingwang felt angry and blood began to flow from his cheeks.

"Commander, you are seriously injured, don't get angry!" The generals around him hurriedly persuaded him.

"Search quickly, I will kill Wu Sangui!" Dou Mingwang shouted.

More than 500 Ming Army soldiers began to search the surroundings carefully.

"Damn it, you surnamed Dou bullied me too much!" Wu Sangui gritted his teeth and hid in the dense forest and was about to take action.

"Your Majesty, we don't have many troops now, so we'd better be patient." Hu Guozhu said quickly.

When Wu Sangui heard this, he snorted coldly when he saw someone descending the stairs.

"Hmph! If I hadn't been the commander-in-chief of the entire army, and it was a matter of life and death for tens of thousands of troops, I would have fought to the death with Dou Mingwang!"

"The prince rushed into battle to save his father when he was 13 years old, and his fame spread far and wide overseas. Killing a sinner will naturally make him famous."

"It's just that when jade and tiles collide, it's the jade that suffers, not the tiles!"

Hu Guozhu flattered him and said, "The prince has a body worth thousands of dollars. How can he use a knife to kill a chicken? All he needs to do is wait for the opportunity. If Dou is famous, he will be crowned!"

Wu Sangui felt better after hearing this.

At this moment, a large number of Qing troops suddenly appeared behind Dou Mingwang.

The reinforcements led by Zhao Butai finally arrived here.

"Commanders, follow me..." Dou Mingwang just wanted to die together.

However, his right eye hurt, and before he could say anything, he had to cover his cheek. The pain was so painful that he couldn't speak.

"Commander!" the deputy general exclaimed.

He quickly ordered the soldiers to escort Dou Mingwang to evacuate.

And he himself led a hundred warriors to cut off the rear.

"Haha! The reinforcements have finally arrived! Soldiers, follow me to kill the Nanmanzi!" Wu Sangui was overjoyed.

He quickly led the guards to charge down.

Facing the Ming army who were behind, they beat and killed fiercely, venting their grievances wantonly.

In an instant, the hundreds of Ming army soldiers responsible for cutting off the rear were killed.

"King Pingxi, I'm late." Zhao Butai saluted with a gloomy expression and raised his hands.

Along the way, the corpses of the Qing army were densely packed, and Zhao Butai's heart was already extremely desolate.

"General Zhengnan, you came just in time. Please rescue the besieged soldiers quickly!" Wu Sangui said quickly.

In Mopan Mountain, tens of thousands of Qing troops had already been dispersed.

Only Zhao Butai's new force can go all out to gather the army again and make up for the situation.

"Everyone follow me." Zhao Butai was extremely tragic.

He quickly moved forward with his elite troops, trying to rescue and gather more Qing troops.

As the sun sets in the west, the entire Mopan Mountain is dyed red with blood.

Zhao Butai's troops marched along the road, constantly defeating the Ming army along the way, and gathered a large number of defeated soldiers.

At this time, the Ming army was exhausted and seemed to be at the end of its war effort. It had no strength to deal with Zhao Butai's new force.

"Commander, how are you?"

In a dense forest, the generals were anxiously waiting for Dou Mingwang's answer.

"I'm fine." Dou Mingwang struggled to open his left eye.

"Bring the binoculars!"

"Commander, you are exhausted and can no longer fight." The generals howled.

"Bring the binoculars!"

A pair of blood-stained binoculars was handed to Dou Mingwang.

Dou Mingwang looked around, only to find a large flag with the word Wu appearing in the telescope.

"Wu Sangui!"

"It's Wu Sangui!"

"What!" The generals were shocked and looked with telescopes, only to find that Wu Sangui was back on the road again.

It turned out that after Wu Sangui's reinforcements arrived from Zhao Butai, he began to raise a large flag and roam the Mopan Mountains, gathering the remaining troops and defeating the general.

As a result, he accidentally appeared under Dou Mingwang's nose.

"How many brothers do we have?"

"Commander, we only have the last 300 people left."

(End of this chapter)