Autumn of the 17th year of Chongzhen

Chapter 467

With a sound of "咻", a rocket flew into the sky, and then exploded, turning the river's surface into a ghastly white light. The eyes of the two hundred Qing soldiers who were paddling looked at the exploding fireworks, and their eyes were filled with fear.

All of a sudden, the rockets and blunderbusses on the ship were fired, and on a raft close to the warship, ten Qing soldiers watched the arrows coming, but they had nowhere to dodge. The poor Jurchen man, who came from the mountains and forests, had the usual fierceness and arrogance of the barbarians. Bloody, they are fierce tigers on land, but on the river, they all become soft-legged shrimps.

Ergenjueluo Ashan pulled out his saber and pushed aside the incoming rockets, but he couldn't shake the rain of bullets with the sound of gunshots. His body was hit by countless lead bullets, shaking non-stop, and finally fell directly to the ground. Into the river, red flowers immediately appeared in the river.

Ah Shan is a Jurchen veteran who is used to fighting. The old slaves attacked Liaoyang, Manchuria attacked North Korea and Chahar. He participated in all of them.

"Ah Shan!" Tan Tai roared with red eyes.

Not far away, when Zhang Cunren saw this scene, his liver and gallbladder were broken, and he shouted again and again: "Don't love to fight, go around, paddle to the east bank, as much as you can pass."

On the river, the sound of gunshots and cannons made the Qing army crowded on the riverbank suddenly wake up. Tian Xiong watched the battle on the river, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, Ma Degong's face turned pale, "Zhang Cunren, Tan Tai , Straight mother thief, you will die~"

The green battalion soldiers on the river beach reacted one after another, Zhenmanzhou all ran away, they became outcasts, their anger spread quickly, and the whole battalion was in an uproar.

In the Ming army camp, the Ming army on duty at night saw the fireworks exploding in the sky and heard the commotion from the Qing soldiers on the river beach. They immediately rang the alarm bell and shouted, "Hundred households, look, there is a situation~"

A while later, Wang Yan and a group of generals, fully clothed, came to the front of the camp. Hearing the commotion on the river beach and watching the rockets flying on the river, he said in a loud voice: "I originally thought it would take a few more days. Tonight, the Qing army is in chaos, my sons, light the torches, kill the generals, and drive all the Qing soldiers on the river beach into the river to feed the fish!"

"Nuo~" All the generals clasped their fists with great joy.

The battle drums in the Ming camp were beating loudly, and 3 people held fire to fight at night. Countless torches were lit. Looking out from the river beach, it seemed that a sea of ​​flames was moving towards them.

The Ming army did not charge indiscriminately. Commanding night battles was probably the most troublesome thing for the generals of all dynasties. Especially in ancient times, they could still read the flag during the day, but at night they could only rely on the roar and the sound of golden drums. It can be said that in night battles, whoever messes up loses. , the Ming army now has an absolute advantage, as long as it is steady and steady, it will be fine.

Except for bows and arrows and musketeers who did not use torches, the other soldiers of the Ming army all lit torches. When they pushed forward like a wall, when they approached the enemy, the soldiers in the front line threw out the torches first, or the bow and arrow guards shot blindly first. The Qing soldiers were shot and killed immediately.

In the dark, the Qing army had lost its organizational structure, the main general and Zhen Manzhou fled, and they were so hungry that most of them retreated to the bank of Mulan River in a panic, except for sporadic shooting back with arrows.

Some soldiers started to jump into the stream, trying to swim across the other bank, but they were washed away by the stream before they swam halfway, and the sense of despair spread rapidly.

The two generals Tian Xiong and Ma Degong felt desperate when they saw this, but neither of them were ready to be captured. Tian Xiong looked at the flustered Green Battalion soldiers around him, suddenly picked up the torch, stood on a big rock, and shouted loudly: : "You and I have betrayed the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Surrender is death, swimming is death, it is better to fight to the death, maybe you can earn a chance."

Tian Xiong not only betrayed the emperor, but he and Wang Yan also formed a grudge in Nanjing, and almost captured Wang Yan in Nanjing. If Wang Yan fell into Wang Yan's hands, it would be extremely miserable. He understands this, so he will never sit still and wait for death.
Ma Degong on the side was not much better than Tian Xiong, and he also stood on the boulder with a torch, calling for soldiers to resist, and really gathered a lot of people.

"We were originally under the command of Weng Junmen. Weng Junmen threw himself into the water and died, and we were coerced to surrender. We can't compare with them." Can reach a few people, but even then different voices emerged.

Tian Xiong and Ma Degong were formerly members of the town of Huang Degong. Huang Degong committed suicide. After Weng Zhiqi was thrown into the water, the people of the Huang tribe had no leader. , and now being abandoned by the Manchurian master, how can there be no resentment in my heart.

"咻咻咻~" The Ming army had already forced the Qing soldiers to a very small area by the river, and they kept shooting arrows at the dense crowd, harvesting a piece every time, and the screams and wailing resounded through the river bank.

As a large number of Qing troops were shot and killed, the drums of the Ming army changed, and the brigade of swordsmen and spearmen finally shouted and rushed to the past to carry out the final harvest.

Those confidantes of Tian Xiong and Ma Degong also broke out in despair, "I can't live anymore, fight~"

The two armies were strangled together, and the soldiers beside Tian Xiong fell one by one, blood flowing like a river. They were determined to die, but they had no strength.

There was a big disparity in the strength of the two sides, and the number of Qing soldiers was decreasing, and the densely packed Ming army flocked to the river. Tian Xiong, who was wearing heavy armor, quickly attracted the attention of the Ming army.

On the side of Ma Degong, the soldiers around him were either stabbed to death or knelt down to beg for mercy. There were also a large number of soldiers who were driven into the river by the Ming army and swam desperately to the other bank, but their physical strength could not support them. Before swimming to the middle of the river, he sank into the water and drowned.

At the end, Ma Degong looked around, and he was the only one left, but this rebel general was very skillful, he swung a big knife in his hand so that the Ming army dared not approach him, and no one could get close to him.

But two fists were no match for four hands, and suddenly he was tripped by the gun shaft of the Ming army, and his tall body fell down. Almost at the same time, several long spears stabbed him, and Ma Degong rolled on the spot, dodging the long spears stabbed him, but several Ming soldiers immediately roared, rushed forward, and pinned him down.

It was getting brighter, and the river beach was covered with corpses of the Qing army. Not far away, in the lower reaches of the stream, countless floating corpses floated down the current, and many corpses washed to the bank by the current were slapped in disorder by the waves. With that, Mulan River is red.

On the battlefield, broken guns and broken swords were planted all over the ground, and after the flags ignited by rockets were burned away, only the pitch-black flagpoles remained, still emitting black smoke. Groups of prisoners of war were escorted to the camp of the Ming army.

Teams of the Ming army patrolled the battlefield with sabers in their hands, and from time to time put another knife on the corpse of the Qing army to ensure that the dead of the Qing army could not die again.

Outside the battlefield, under a large banner, Wang Yan held his saber in his hand, and there were many generals behind him. He squinted his eyes and watched the Ming soldiers escort the two Qing generals who were in a state of distress.

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