Taoshuping is the last place to defeat that Yun Zhao set for the escaped Pu Demeng. What Li Fugui's Fifth Battalion wanted to do was to intercept Park Demeng who had escaped all the way here, wipe out his troops here, and then join Wang Qiang's troops, rush his troops straight into Zhaotong, and then advance to Xingling.

Li Fugui finally arrived at Taoshuping after a day and a night of marching. In this day and night, he and his soldiers slept for less than four hours, and their physical strength had almost reached the extreme. At this time, less than 2,000 soldiers who set out arrived here. Almost at the time of the front and back, more than 1,000 defeated soldiers led by Park Dem-meng had arrived here.

The soldiers of the Fifth Battalion seemed to have been washed by water, and gasped. The pockmarks on Li Fugui's face seemed to have lit up one by one. These two thousand soldiers were exhausted now, and the situation of the enemy seemed to be much better than that of him, but this battle must be fought and he had to win.

Looking at the soldiers who seemed to be unable to fight, Li Fugui knew that he had no way out. He climbed onto a peach tree beside him in a few seconds. With a big knife, he cut off all the branches near his body. He stood on the top of the peach tree, watching his two thousand tired soldiers.

"Brothers, do you want land as much as you want?" he shouted, waving his sword.

The tired soldiers were refreshed. As members of the Gaoshan tribe, they had just gone down the mountain and were so poor that they were completely poor. There were not much land just divided, because there were more and more people from the Gaoshan tribe down the mountain, and there was no extra land in Gaoyang and the five western counties.

"want!"

"I won the enemy on the other side. Each of you will have ten acres of land." Li Fugui was so excited that the soldiers were excited. He was overjoyed. "This is what General Yun said to me personally. After this battle, as long as you win, everyone will have ten acres of land. If you die in the battle, you will give it to your family twice. If you are disabled, you will give it to you twice."

"Okay!" Someone shouted.

"What else do you want besides land?"

"Silver!" someone shouted.

"Well said. After winning this battle, each person will have twenty taels of silver. This is what General Yun promised. If you die, you will double it. If you are disabled, you will double it. From now on, you can still receive a generous pension from the Anqing border army until you die until you are old." Li Fugui danced and wrote a blank check. There is a pension, but the reward of silver and land was his empty words.

"Fight, fight, fight!" The soldiers' eyes were red when they were tempted by these huge rewards for them. In the past, they fought for tribal leaders, and the spoils were given to the leaders, and they had their own income. If they died in battle, they would die in vain. Compared with now, it would be a world of difference.

"Kill. Kill, kill!"

"What else do you want?" Li Fugui shouted excitedly, "I agree with Chengluo when I say it."

"I want another woman!" A big bearded soldier roared, causing a burst of laughter around him.

Li Mazi was stunned. "Fuck you, I don't have women. But with money and land, are you still afraid of not having women? Everyone said, right?"

"Yes, you need money and land!" the soldiers yelled.

Lee Fugui turned around, pointed the sword in the direction of Park Deung-meng's body, and shouted: "Look, what are they?"

"It's the enemy!" the soldiers roared.

"What are they?" Li Fugui asked again.

"They are silver!" someone shouted with courage.

"They are my land!"

"They are my women!"

Li Fugui laughed, "Brothers, what are we waiting for? For our money, our natives, our women, kill them all."

"Kill them all!" Nearly two thousand soldiers shouted in unison, and the previous fatigue was gone at this moment.

Li Fugui jumped off the tree, held up his sword, and stood in the front row of the team, "Brothers, get on!"

Park Dem-meng was also very tired, and the soldiers under his command were even more tired. Although there were pursuers behind him, Park Dem-meng was sure that his opponent was chasing him. As long as he stopped, he would catch up with him. With his current military strength and morale, once he was caught up by the enemy, he would have to die. He could only grit his teeth, move forward, and move forward again. In a day and night, he only had two or three more hours of rest than Li Fugui.

However, when he arrived at Shushuping and saw the flag of Anqing Army that was already flying there, his eyes turned black and blood almost spurted out. But immediately, he found that the number of people on the other side was not large, and it seemed that he was even more tired than them.

"Brothers, if you want to survive, kill them, kill them all, and return to Zhaotong, you will have a way out!" Park Dem-meng howled, raised his iron spear, jumped forward, and rushed towards the Fifth Battalion of the Anqing Border Army that was coming from the opposite side.

One was a desperate gang who wanted to live a good life, and the number of people on both sides was almost the same, and the physical strength was almost the same. For different goals, they rushed to each other fiercely. The knife was rising and the gun was stormed with blood. The broken feet and the broken arms in the air flew, and the blood sprayed the peach trees bright red.

"Kill!" Li Fugui's big sword in his hand was cut horizontally and vertically. More than a dozen personal soldiers around him were holding a big sword, and they were lined up in two neat rows behind him, shouting and slashing down neatly. In Anqing, they had seen the majesty of more than a dozen Mo Dao's hands there. Although they did not have Mo Dao, they had made more than a dozen ordinary big swords and learned the tactics of Mo Dao's hands, and they seemed to be decent.

This is a battle that is extremely chaotic. Both sides have almost no tactical strategies. Even with their current physical strength and soldiers' consciousness, they cannot achieve it. They only fight in an instinctive way. If they want to survive, they must cut down the other side. With evenly matched, no one could do anything to each other. They just smashed each other and killed each other. On the peach blossoms that were covered with peach trees and peaches in a radius of several times, they could kill blood. From time to time, ripe peaches were shaken to the ground, or the whole tree fell to the ground, and the white and red peaches were trampled under the big feet and turned into a bunch of peach mud.

Park Dem-meng knew that everything was over. Even if he defeated the Anqing army in front of him, there would be little left under his command. Even if he arrived at Zhaotong, it would be useless. After breaking through, an idea suddenly jumped out of his mind. But at this time, even if he wanted to leave, how could he leave? At this time, thousands of people on both sides were mixed up, you had me and I had you, and I could not distinguish each other.

From the afternoon of the day, the war began to tilt towards Li Fugui. It was not that Li Fugui made a splendid move, but that the soldiers who had fallen behind had finally arrived one after another. The joining of the group of fallen soldiers made Park Demeng's dream of breaking through even more. Looking at the Anqing soldiers who were still rushing in the distance, he was absolutely absolutely looking at it.

Li Fugui was leaning on a big knife, his whole body was almost exhausted, and his chest was burning. It seemed that when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood would spurt out, and his face looked a little blue. Damn, he finally completed the task assigned by the general. Park Demeng, you are a ancestor, you can't run away this time, and you don't want to capture you alive. Looking at the soldiers who are coming in endlessly, Li Fugui took a deep breath, smiling so hard that he was so happy.

Park Demeng looked around in despair. There were only more than a hundred soldiers around him at this moment. There were dense soldiers around the outside. The spear in his hand was raised like a forest of guns approaching step by step. Wherever he looked, except for the spear with a cold light, there was only an out of reach sky.

The soldiers surrounded him showed despair on their faces, and fear appeared before them without reservation. The battle without a trace of hope made them basically lose their fighting spirit, their hands and feet trembled, their fatigue of running around for a long distance, and their courage to fight to the death for the little hope, disappeared at this moment. At this moment, everyone just wanted to lie down like this, fall asleep, and never wake up again.

Park Demeng looked around and was familiar with his face. They were his own personal soldiers. Only they could still surround him in such a cruel battle. Only they could fight until now. Most of the soldiers on the periphery had fallen, including Deng Yang, the first whistle general. His brain was broken by an iron stick in Anqing border army. If it weren't for the whistle general's costume, no one would have recognized that this person was once a general who led thousands of people. At this moment, he was lying there in an extremely strange posture, like ordinary soldiers around him.

Enough, it's over! Park Deung sighed, threw down the iron spear in his hand, and raised his hands, "We surrender!" He shouted loudly, a hint of humiliation flashed in his eyes, his feet were sore and numb, and he could no longer stand. Park Deung sat down in a pool of blood powerlessly.

The guns separated, and Li Fugui walked in with a big knife and smiled, "General Park Dem-meng, I have heard of Daming for a long time, and I am in the commander of the Anqing border military camp, Hahaha, thank you very much!"

Park De looked at him blankly, not knowing what the Anqing Army Captain thanked him for thanks. Naturally, he didn't know that Yun Zhao once once believed that Li Fugui had won another battle, and he would become a guerrilla general. From a young captain to a guerrilla general, it took only half a year for Li Fugui to complete this transformation.

A rope strung the captured soldiers. As a general, Park Demeng received preferential treatment. Although he tied his hands behind his back, he was given a horse and escorted him to Guangchang. A prisoner shelter station had been built there. Anyone who was identified as unsuitable for joining the Anqing army would be sent to Guangchang Iron Mine to engage in mining labor, and then decide whether to release it depending on his performance. The joining of these laborers who do not need to be paid not only reduces the cost of mining, but also allows Yun Zhao to recruit more strong soldiers from the miners to join his army.!~!
Chapter completed!