Several thousand presidents looked at each other, feeling mixed in their hearts, and they didn't know what to say.

What can you say? Although you have entered the Han army flag, the identity of the Han people cannot be changed. It is fundamentally different from the real bannermen. At this critical moment of life and death, who will die if you don’t die?

"Our life is not fate? Why?" Mr. Qian, Liu Wenji, roared in a low voice.

"Stop talking, be careful to cause trouble for your family if you say too much!" Ling Wuzhi glared at Liu Wenji, then said to his confidant Wu Dengjun: "Dengjun, you will be postponed later. If you survive by chance, please trouble us brothers' family to take care of you."

Wu Dengjun's girl is Tu Lai's concubine. With such a relationship, it is still possible to take care of a few people.

"Yes, sir, please do your best." The separation of life and death was right in front of you. Wu Dengjun's eyes became wet, and he nodded in agreement with a grief.

Ling Wuzhi hugged Wu Dengjun's shoulder and whispered: "Dengjun, if you can go back alive, give your sister-in-law a message and tell her not to be sad. I will be husband and wife with her in the next life. Let her raise Yun'er and Yu'er well and pass on the Ling family incense..."

"The commander has orders, and the Ming army has caught up. Ling Wuzhi seizes the time to act, and then hesitates, be careful of the head on his neck!"

Ling Wuzhi's conversation with Wu Dengjun was interrupted by Boluo's personal soldiers' shouts.

Boluo sent a team of personal soldiers to hold a bow with a knife and urge Ling Wu to act.

It looks like that, if it delays, the knife will fall on the head and the arrow will shoot into the chest.

"A real man dies and dies. What are you afraid of? Brothers, disperse his formation and follow me!" Ling Wuzhi knew that he had no way out. Facing death, a tragic feeling arose in his heart, and he raised his knife and shouted loudly.

After shouting this, he rushed forward first, and his personal soldiers followed.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Ling Wuzhi was blown away and his body scattered.

"Ah..." Liu Wenji witnessed Ling Wuzhi's tragic death with his own eyes, and tears burst out, crying, shouting, and rushing forward.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

The explosion of mines was endless. The Qing soldiers were not very casualties due to their dispersed formation. Although they were a little cruel, the effect was good. They quickly wade out of half a mile of safe road. Although the road was full of pits and horses could not run, they were finally safe.

The Qing soldiers began to move forward slowly along the road that Ling Wuzhi used his lives.

"Sir, what should I do? In another half a moment, our landmines will be gone." Chen Xian asked Du Yonghe in a low voice on the top of the mountain.

Boluo's judgment was correct, Du Yonghe and Chen Xian led 1,700 soldiers to hide on the low hills on both sides.

They were not afraid of Qing soldiers attacking the mountain, because they were prepared for it, so they buried mines on the hillsides on both sides, and waited for the Qing soldiers to attack the mountain so that they could blow him up.

No one expected that the Qing soldiers would adopt this suicide mine clearance method.

"You can't wait anymore. If you wait any longer, let them escape. Bounce down and drive them to the minefield." Seeing that the cavalry that Meng Wenjie was pursuing was not moving, Du Yonghe resolutely made up his mind.

"Send a signal to Yin Feng." Du Yonghe ordered.

Yin Feng was the assistant secretary of the Imperial Guard. After Wang Sheng left, the remaining seven hundred imperial guards were under his command.

One thousand people from Du Yonghe were ambushed on the south slope, while Yin Feng led the imperial guards to ambush on the north slope.

“Woo…”

The horn sounded and the Ming army's attack began.

"Roar..." Ming Jun held up his grenade in his hand and rushed down from the hillsides on both sides of the north and south.

"Hurry, shoot arrows! shoot arrows! block them!" Boro shouted.

The deadly grenades fell from the sky one by one. With the explosions, the Qing soldiers were in chaos again, and the war horses ran around. The Qing soldiers injured by the bomb cried and shouted for their parents, and howled in despair!

The roof was leaking and raining, and the boat was late and the wind was coming! The road to the west had not been opened yet, and grenades fell like rain on the hillsides on both sides. What was even more terrifying was that at this moment, people from the east shouted and neighed, and the black cavalry of the Ming army had already come up.

Seeing that there was no way out of heaven and no way to enter the ground, the Qing soldiers were both disintegrated and had no desire to fight. It was only a matter of time before the entire army was wiped out.

"Those who surrender will not kill! Those who surrender will not kill!..." The Ming army shouted loudly, consuming the Qing soldiers' will to resist.

Boro was already in a state of dismay and tried his best to control the "Red Beast", but he didn't know what to do.

"Submit or not? If you surrender, you may save your life." Boluo hesitated. But as soon as the idea of ​​surrender appeared, Boluo immediately felt a fever on his face: "How can the Aisin Gioro family surrender? If you surrender, what will you see Taizu underground?"

The pride that flows in the blood of Aisin Gioro family finally overcomes the fear of death.

"Master Beizi, rush westward. If you rush out, you will pick it up. If you can't rush out, you will accept your fate. It's better than waiting for death here!" Tu Lai shouted anxiously when he saw more and more Ming troops surrounding him.

"I would rather blow it to death than surrender. It would be a shame to the glory of the Aisin Gioro family!" Boluo made up his mind, waved his long sword, and ordered: "Run out!"

The only ones following him were Tulai, Zhao Butai, Durd and their personal soldiers. The other Qing soldiers had no desire to fight or die, and they all knelt down and surrendered.

The personal soldiers rushed forward and thundered the master, Boluo and others followed.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

...

After more than twenty consecutive sounds, the personal soldiers were almost dead, and finally no explosions were heard again.

Boluo and others breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God, I finally escaped from the sky!"

When I looked back, I saw that there were only more than twenty personal soldiers beside me except Tulai, Zhao Butai and Duld.

Fifty thousand warriors, more than one hundred thousand auxiliary soldiers were gone like this? Thinking about the glory when entering Fujian, thinking about the reputation of the Qing Dynasty's invincible battle and invincible victory, and then comparing with the tragic situation in front of him, Boluo couldn't help but feel sad and cried to the sky: "I'm sorry to Taizu, I'm sorry to the emperor, I'm the sinner of the Qing Dynasty..."

"Mr. Beizi, don't be too sad. A weapon is inferior to a person. It is not a crime of war. Neither the emperor nor Prince Rui nor Prince Yu will be punished." Tu Lai hurriedly advised.

"Yes, Mr. Beizi, go quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late." Zhao Butai hurriedly urged Mingjun to chase after him.

Boro did not listen, but only cared about sadness and tears.

"Mr. Beizi, stay with the green mountains, and you are not afraid of burning firewood. The Ming army suddenly used firearms such as grenades, and was caught off guard, and no one could do anything. Let's hurry up and plan carefully. If you don't believe it, you will not be able to find a way to restrain yourself. When we find a way to restrain, it will be no longer too late to save our shame today." Duld also advised.

"Okay, go!"

Boro shed tears for a while, and his sadness was vented. He knew that what Duld said was the right thing, so he turned his horse's head, waved his whip, and galloped away.

Just as Tu Lai was about to follow, someone shouted behind him: "Master, wait for the slave."
Chapter completed!