nanming man

Chapter 623
On the vast battlefield, countless fleeing figures, and the charging horse army suddenly froze.

I saw Li Dingguo riding a steed, wearing silver armor, with a red cloak fluttering behind him, holding Shang Kexi's dead body with a drooping head, galloping across the battlefield with a big spear in his hand.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell down, and Li Dingguo's armor was covered with silver light, like a god of war.

In an instant, the battlefield was like pouring cold water into a hot oil pan, and it boiled instantly, and the sound of cheers went straight to the sky.

"Shang Kexi is dead!"

"Shang Kexi is dead!"

Suddenly Wei Jun shouted again and again, and the cavalry consciously surrounded Li Dingguo who was carrying the corpse and rushed forward, and their power reached its peak in an instant.

The Qing army, who was still resisting, recovered from the daze, and when his heart was shaking, he immediately left the Wei army and ran away.

Sun Maosheng was in the crowd of the defeated army. When he heard that King Zhishun had been killed, he was so frightened that he threw away the gun, and his footsteps became faster in an instant, "Wei Jun is too ruthless! My life is important!"

However, not all the Qing army fled at the wind. Dozens of blue-armored Han banner soldiers suddenly went mad when they saw the corpse being picked up by the big guns. They rushed towards Li Dingguo with red eyes, trying to take back the corpse.

At this time, Li Dingguo had become the focus of the entire battlefield, and his silver armor shone silver in the afterglow of the setting sun. He was so heroic, like a victorious hero in a huge oil painting of war.

After rushing over, Xu Heihu reined in the horse, stopped abruptly, turned around and saw Li Dingguo had shot Shang Kexi, his face was a bit ugly.

It's not enough to have a majestic tiger, and now there's another guy surnamed Li, who's not particular about his mother!
It has long been known that the king attaches great importance to this surnamed Li. Every time he sees the eyes of the surnamed Li, Xu Heihu has goose bumps on his body.

At this time, Xu Heihu had already reined in the horse and turned the horse's head. He saw dozens of cavalrymen with the inlaid blue flag rushing towards Li Dingguo like crazy. Qing Bing body.

Xu Heihu slammed his ax violently, and fired ladles at several Qing soldiers one after another. The nearby Xuanhu Horse Army rushed after them and killed the Qing soldiers who were trying to seize the corpse.

In this way, the original Qing army was only defeated by infantry, but at this time the cavalry also lost their courage, and they all pulled out their horses and fled northwards mixed with infantry and cavalry.

"Kill me!" Xu Heihu raised his ax and roared loudly.

On the vast battlefield, the Qing army fled in front, and the Wei army officers and soldiers covered and killed them from behind. The [-] Qing army who were rushing to reinforce them, before they could figure out the situation, they saw a crowd rushing towards them.

He Luohui, who led the troops to reinforce, was full of astonishment. He hurriedly reined in his horses, and at the same time ordered people to stop the defeated army from approaching.

For a moment, panic and fear appeared on the faces of the generals of the Qing army, but in a moment, the rout had already slammed into the reinforcements who rushed over.

For a time, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were in a mess without any rules.

He Luohui was in the chaotic army, looking at his subordinates, at a loss, being coerced and retreating, he quickly reined in the reins, controlled the frightened horses, and shouted to stop, "Don't be chaotic, form an formation in place~"

At this time, the Wei army and the horse army had already swept over. He Luohui looked up and saw a silver-armored general holding a human head on his spear. On both sides of him, a black servant was holding a big ax and smashing the head. A red-faced man, Holding the Yanyue knife in hand, he cut the person in half. Wherever the three of them rushed, the Qing army collapsed like a tide.

He Luohui's heart trembled, and when he narrowed his eyes to see that Shang Kexi was being picked up, he heard the Qing army screaming "King Zhishun is dead" all around him, and immediately lost his mind, and fled north as soon as he pulled the rein.

In an instant, the Qing army on the left wing completely collapsed, and the tens of thousands of strong troops became a mob who had thrown away their helmets and armor at this moment, only caring about running for their lives in a hurry...

Duoduo, who was directing the Qing army to attack Xiangcheng outside Beicheng and smashed Gao Yihuan with cannons, suddenly heard the noise and exclamation from the left wing, and his brows frowned.

At this time, without him asking any questions, a cavalry galloped over, rolled off his horse in a hurry,

He ran over in a hurry, "My lord, something is wrong! King Zhishun was killed! The left-wing army was completely defeated!"

"What?" Duoduo's eyes bulged in shock, and he swayed on the horse, almost falling over, "Is Shang Kexi dead?"

Without the soldiers answering, the soldiers of the Qing army could already see the broken soldiers all over the mountains and plains on the left side of Xiangcheng, fleeing north.

Duoduo's face turned red, and suddenly he coughed violently a few times, coughing up blood foam.

"My lord, what should we do now?" Seeing this, many Qing generals began to panic.

Doduo was restless, wanting to put all his eggs in one basket, put all his troops on the ground, and continue to attack the city.

But he looked at the blood stains in his hand and saw the defeated left wing, but he didn't dare.

Now it's only the left wing that has a problem, and it can be controlled. If you ignore it and continue to attack the city, if you make a wrong bet, everything will end.

At this time, the Qing army on the battlefield realized the defeat of the left wing, and the besiegers began to panic.

Duoduo almost gritted his teeth, and said ferociously: "Mingjin withdraws troops, and a white flag is set for this king to rescue the left wing!"

In the wilderness to the left of Xiangcheng, the Qing army ran wildly, and the Wei army covered up and killed them from behind.

At this time, the head that Li Dingguo picked up with a big gun seemed to be the banner of the Wei army, and all the Wei troops marched forward with the head, killing the corpses of the Qing army everywhere.

At this moment, a horn sounded from the direction of Xiangcheng. Li Dingguo turned his head and saw nearly ten thousand Qing cavalry cavalry in the distance, avoiding the broken soldiers fleeing north, stabbing obliquely towards them.

The sound of the trumpet was the Xiangcheng defenders warning them. Li Dingguo was very interested, but the Qing army had a strong numerical advantage. The Wei army fought back on the left wing, but the overall disadvantage did not change.

Once the Qing army stabilized its position and mobilized troops to counterattack, the Wei army may not be the opponent of the Qing army outside the city.

If it is not good at this time, the Wei army, which has been fighting hard for a long time, may not be able to win if the real Manchu cavalry comes to kill.

"Let's go!" Li Dingguo shouted, pulled out the rein of the horse, and ran towards the gate of Xiangcheng in a detour.

Xu Heihu and Hu Dawei were on the rise. After charging for a while, they killed a few Qing soldiers. Looking up, they saw thousands of Qing cavalry galloping over the vast field. They reined in their horses and raised their weapons. Shouted loudly: "Retreat!"

The soldiers of the Wei army who were chasing gave up their pursuit one after another when the horn sounded, and retreated towards Xiangcheng in an instant.

The cavalry of the Qing army chased all the way to the bottom of the city, and were bombarded by a wave of projectiles and artillery from the city for a while, before pulling their horses back.

In the evening, corpses were scattered on the battlefield, and the air was filled with thick blood.The setting sun is like blood, the cold wind is bleak, lying in the camp full of wounded soldiers of the Qing army, Duoduo is riding a horse alone, feeling a sense of desolation in his heart like never before~
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