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Chapter 202 Changde War (9)

Luo Luohun looked up at the river and was shocked!

There were many warships on the river. I thought it was my own fleet, but I didn't expect it to have been replaced with the Ming army flag.

A large ship is in the middle, and a general stands majestic on the bow. Flags are fluttering on both sides, with "The Ming Dynasty Fengtian Guard Fu Nanbo" and "Deputy Marshal Dingbei" and "The character "Liu" is in the middle.

Liu Wenxiu? It turned out to be Liu Wenxiu? Wasn't he far away in Guizhou? Why did he occupy Jingzhou?

"Luoluohun, my master has occupied Jingzhou, and Dingbeibo has also occupied Xiangyang and Jingmen. Your retreat has been cut off. To this day, where are you still going? If you don't take the surrender, my lord will treat the prisoners with preferential treatment and will not ruin your life. What do you think?"

The strong wind of the river blows, blowing Liu Wenxiu's words into Luo Luohun's ears without a word. He hears it clearly and clearly.

Luo Luohun heard this and rushed up to his head with blood. He felt dizzy and shook his horse three times and almost fell down.

Luo Luohun stroked his forehead with both hands, calming his mind and said to himself: "There is a river blocking the road in front and a pursuit soldier like a tiger behind. This is the world that I am the one who is not here!"

"The conspiracy is definitely a shocking conspiracy. Zhu Youlang's long-term layout should have been planned. As early as when I confronted Li Dingguo, I had already planned today's situation. Thinking about this, Qian Qianyi, the so-called secret son, must have been used by Zhu Youlang. Prince Zheng divided his troops and headed straight to Guangzhou again and again, needless to say, he was also defeated by Zhu Youlang's trick. I was defeated today, and it was probably his turn tomorrow."

"What a monster Zhu Youlang is? In less than three years, it has become an unshakable force. Could it be that the heavens really want to destroy my Qing Dynasty?"

Thinking of this, Luo Luohun looked at the remaining defeated soldiers behind him again. Where could he have the power to fight again? He couldn't help but feel discouraged.

With a "sweeping" sound, I pulled out the sword from my waist, and crossed my neck, and said sadly: "This heaven destroys my Qing Dynasty, it is not a crime of war. Taizu Taizong, Ama, an unfilial son who lives in the world without any face, would rather follow the underground!"

After saying that, he tried hard to commit suicide.

"Prince, no!"

At this moment, Ta Zhan flew over and jumped to Luo Luohun immediately, hugging his arms tightly.

"Your Majesty, no, the police are still in my hands, so why not go to the police for the time being and then make a fuss."

"Liu Wenxiu occupied Jingzhou, and Li Ding's Congress left the public security?"

"Prince, if you have a glimmer of hope, you should not waste your life in vain."

"Okay, let it go to the police."

Luo Luo put down his sword dejectedly, Ta Zhan snatched it, threw it to the guards beside him, then dismounted, and beat a thousand, saying, "Prince, the servant leads 10,000 soldiers here to block it, and protect the prince from going east."

Luo Luohun knew that Ta Zhan stayed this time, and only Liu Wenxiu, Ma Jinzhong, and Feng Shuangli were basically living less and having more deaths.

Even though he had been accustomed to separation from life and death, his heart was already as hard as a stone, Luo Luohun was still a little sad about Ta Zhan, who had always followed him and was loyal to him.

"Ta Zhan, take care of yourself!" Luo Luohun said this, suppressed the mixed feelings in his heart, and drove his horse eastward to the police.

Seeing this scene, Ma Jinzhong and Feng Shuangli took advantage of the situation to cover up the killing, and Ta Zhan resisted. Liu Wenxiu saw that Ma Jinzhong and Feng Shuangli were enough to deal with it, so he ordered Ma Yuan to make an interest rate of 20,000 soldiers to abandon the ship downstream and land on the shore, chasing Luo Luohun.

Ma Yuanli's army was a new force, and the Qing army had already become the last of its strength. In less than half an hour, it caught up with the Qing army's rear team.

The Qing soldiers had no ability to resist. The Ming army killed melons and vegetables like chopping melons and vegetables, and even grenades were useless. The 23,000 infantrymen had 5,000 casualties, and the rest surrendered.

The two thousand people Luo Luohun took away were all horse teams, except for generals, personal soldiers and scouts.

On the way to escape east, Luo Luohun gradually woke up from the impact of the news of the loss of Jingzhou. At this time, nothing mattered in his heart. The army he led, including Wu Sangui's life and death, and even whether his life could be preserved was not within his consideration.

What is most important in his heart is the future and glory of the Aisin Gioro family.

Needless to say, Prince Zheng's 200,000 army has fallen into the quarreling, but Zhu Youlang has not launched a counterattack yet. It must be because there is still a gap in the entire battlefield in Jiangxi. After Li Dingguo resolves his army, he will block the gap. Prince Zheng's death will probably come.

"No, Prince Zheng's 200,000 troops must be preserved. Otherwise, the imperial court will be greatly damaged. Not to mention half of the northern part of the Yangtze River, can Zhu Youlang allow the emperor to withdraw his hometown in the pass or say a little bit."

Thinking of this, Luo Luohun stopped his horse, tore off a piece of his back, pulled out a dagger from his waist, pierced his finger, and wrote on the saddle: "Sixth uncle: My nephew's army is full of ink, I hope to return to Jiangbei quickly, but then I will change. In addition, my nephew Luo Luo's pen is a complete plan."

After writing, the personal soldiers ordered the personal soldiers to take a pigeon, tie the blood letters to the pigeon's legs, and send it with one hand. The pigeon flew into the sky, flapping its wings and flew southeastward.

"Uncle Six, I hope my nephew can help you, and it can be considered as the last thing to do to do a little bit of weakness for our Aisin Gioro family." Luo Luohun looked at the dove away and prayed silently in his heart.

"Walk!"

Luo Luohun removed this big worry, and then it depends on whether he could make a living. He bit his teeth, waved his whip, and then rose up again and rushed towards the police direction.

At noon, Luo Luohun saw the Gong'an County from afar. He was not relaxed, but instead mentioned it: "Blessed by our ancestors, we must not fall into the hands of the Ming army."

While I was silently reciting, I suddenly heard the sound of a cannon, and a whistle came out of the front. A general rode on the horse, fluttering the flag, and wrote a big "horse" on it.

It was the Chong'anbo horse treasure of the Ming Dynasty.

When Luo Luohun saw this scene, he knew that he would die today. In a desperate situation, Luo Luohun gave up other thoughts and the pride that flowed in his blood completely burst out at this moment: "Isn't it just death? What's there to be afraid of? Even if you die, you can't fall into the majesty of the Aisin Gioro family!"

Thinking of this, Luo Luohun took a big knife from the horse's back and turned around and shouted to his personal soldiers: "Today, I will fight Minggou! Kill!"

As soon as he broke up, Rolo raised his sword and rushed towards Ma Bao.

"Try a hammer?" Ma Bao felt a sense of respect in his heart when he saw Luo Luohun's death at the moment.

"Don't throw grenades, I will capture him myself." Seeing that the soldiers wanted to throw grenades, Ma Bao stopped them.

He took off his big sword and rode his horse to meet him.

He is the same weapon used by Luo Luo.

"Hao!"

With two horses and one stirrup, Luo Luohun used all his last strength and cut off the horse's head.

"Open!" Ma Bao crossed the hilt of the knife, raised his arms, and knocked him towards Luo Luohun's big knife.

Ma Bao is short, but has great strength. In addition, Luo Luohun escaped for a day and night, and his strength is almost at the end of the lamp. Where is Ma Bao's opponent?
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