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chapter one hundred and twenty two.

I don’t know if it was smoke. It was very early this evening. At this time, the huge battlefield of Daling River has become silent. Eighty percent of the cold weapon war is killed. The Qing army will not miss this opportunity to destroy the main force of the Ming army in Liaodong.

There were thick smoke, and overturned chariots were everywhere on the battlefield, with arrows all over the ground and corpses everywhere. However, surprisingly, there was a Ming army flag inserted into this battlefield filled with smoke.

Mao Jue Corps.

He would let go when it hurts. He came over with great momentum. After an hour of fighting, he lost more than 800 corpses and ran back in shame. For a while, the main army of Jin did not pour out to deal with him. The Jin army, who was staying in the trench, did not want to touch this hedgehog again. Instead, Mao Jue continued to squat in his wheat field circle and felt comfortable.

In the smoke of cooking, corn cobs were gusting in the pot, but everyone lost the spirit of gnawing corn in the morning. In the fierce decisive battle, Mao Jue's army suffered little loss, but no matter how optimistic the situation was, no matter how optimistic the people were, they would not be able to laugh out loud. Jinzhou would have to be surrounded. Walking back was definitely a dead end. With thousands of infantry fighting against tens of thousands of Jiannu infantry and cavalry on the vast plain, even Li Ling would probably have to be in vain.

"Tashan and Xingshan still have some troops. If it really doesn't work, let's retreat in that direction?"

He didn't bother with blood. He was holding a corn cob with blood in his hands, Wu Sangui suggested.

"If you want to die, go out and turn right and close the door, thank you."

With his butt sticking out and a telescope, Mao Jue almost choked Wu Sangui to death with just one word. He really didn't know where he got so many strange words. He shook his head helplessly, and Wu Sangui asked listlessly again.

"What should we do now?"

"Eat! Even if you die, you will be a full devil!"

This Wu Sangui is completely useless.

However, this army is really magical. If it were other troops, people would have been in panic and a mutiny. But here, Mao Jue looked at the telescope quietly, and the rest of them should eat and drink, without any restlessness. It was not that the soldiers were not worried, but that they were all bound by an invisible discipline, and it seemed that everyone was still very confident about their commander.

Finally, a difficult supper was over, and Mao Jue seemed to have seen enough. Anyway, Jiannu didn't plan to come out for a while, and everyone was gathered in the center of the trench. Mao Jue stood in the middle of the trench and faced all his mercenary soldiers like a speech.

"Long guy, we are in the circle! There are Jiannu, tens of thousands of people!"

Following Mao Jue, he still wanted to rush into the scene. Who knew that Mao Jue almost staggered and fell down the first sentence. He pulled his sleeves a little sadly.

"Brother Mao! Can't say that? It affects morale!"

"The most motivating thing is to be honest with the soldiers!"

Shaking off his hand, Mao Jue's voice suddenly became full of anger, and he pointed to the east and roared in anger.

"Liaodong Army, a group of pigs! The countermeasures that were already thought of by the generals, and they were determined to do so! We faced the bombardment of the twenty-four red cannons of Jiannu! We bought time for them. However, this group of selfish and cowards who were selfish and lived a life of silence would rather be cut to death with the enemy than fight to the death. Even if they died, they would die vigorously! These bastards have caused us to fall to such a level!"

This made Wu Sangui scold Wu Sangui, and his handsome face twitched a few times, his mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't say anything. Everything was really going to collapse as Mao Jue expected.

First of all, these soldiers should not be allowed to resent the commander. Mao Jue's swearing suddenly aroused the resonance of the soldiers. There were also various curses below. The scolding of Wu Sangui could not even raise his head. Before setting off, he vowed that he would not have to form a siege of the Daling River. In one day, the main army was destroyed in an instant, and 50,000 pigs had to be killed for a few days. The Liaodong army even performed worse than the 50,000 pigs.

However, as Mao Jue pressed his hands down, it became silent in an instant, and everyone's eyes once again focused on Mao Jue.

"That group of pigs is not reliable. Now we only have two ways to choose, one is to surrender to Jiannu!"

Wu Sangui's expression immediately changed, but before he could speak, Mao Jue shook his head first.

"But I won't choose this road! Everyone has been to Yizhou. What are the Ming people who are coated by Jiannu in Yizhou? You should all know that they live in livestock sheds, and don't even have a coat in the cold winter. All the crops are dedicated to the nobles of the slave chiefs, and they can't eat enough and wear warmly. Their ancestors are completely covered with face!"

"And look at what these Jiannu did in the pass. The four cities of Yongping surrendered, and they still massacred the city! Today, we have killed so many of them Jiannu. Once we put down our weapons, the most likely thing they are to kill us directly!"

"Surrender is a dead end to a large extent!"

He used his fingers down a little, and Mao Jue's voice was loud and thousands of soldiers who heard it nodded.

"The second road is also a dead end!"

This time my eyes turned to the north. In the dusk, I could vaguely see the huge earth encirclement of the Eight Banners Army. An unprecedented madness that had been hidden in my heart appeared on Mao Jue's face.

"The front is Jiannu's camp, and Jiannu's Khan is also inside. As long as he kills him, we can all go home. Moreover, your home from generation to generation can be brought back little by little! But how many people are there, I don't know. This time, it may be a way to hit the stone with eggs!"

"But I will die even if I die!"

Suddenly he pulled out the revolver and fired three shots in the air. Mao Jue's face, which was originally a bit handsome, was as ferocious as Yan Luo for a moment.

"No matter how many people he has, I will fight with them! Where are you!"

An uplifting voice swept across the plain instantly. Perhaps he had become accustomed to obeying and obeying Mao Jue's orders. Perhaps he was indeed convinced by reason. No matter who is in that town or whose personal soldiers, almost everyone raised their fists.

"Fight for the fuck!"

Wu Sangui shook his head in admiration behind him, and charged in the battle. He attacked Mao Jue with one attack, but the commander's army was really convinced. He had never seen the commander's army in Liaodong for a few words, which could stimulate his subordinates like he was so bloody. For a moment, Wu Sangui even suspected that if the commander in the battle was Mao Jue and not Zhang Chun, he might not have lost.

On the other side, Adrena's blue lake eyes were full of complexity, some stunning, some appreciation, but a little hatred.

“It’s so similar!”

…………

The night became deeper and deeper, and the sun faintly showed a little whiteness on the horizon. The two of them were standing on the barriers of the trench, one of them was wearing bright yellow robes, and the other was wrapped in gauze on his head, just like a third Indian brother.

"What a bunch of lunatics!"

Cowardly and hatred are now the best portrayal of Mangourtai. This big robber and the big slave owner are still in fear and are looking at Huang Taiji with some concern. His brother is a slave owner who is bigger than him.

Amin was picked up by him and beaten the city to the end, taking over the title, and tying it up, life is worse than death. Today, all the banners, including the Mongolian banner, were beaten to death, but only his Zhenglan banner was beaten to cry and mom. He was afraid that Huang Taiji would take advantage of the situation, and it was also related to being urinated today. He could not even mention his slight barbarity.

However, Huang Taiji did not realize that he was killed in front of him and was everywhere. He even looked south with appreciation.

"That's right! What a bunch of lunatics!"

"But Ben Khan was wrong. He thought that his young master of the Mao family was just a playboy who got into the eyes of money. Today, it seems that he is a crazy man who can fight. But at this point, even if he is a crazy man, he should be more awake, right? Fan Wencheng, how wrong you say!"

Not qualified to stand beside Huang Taiji and stay away from him, Fan Wencheng bowed deeply.

"Master Shengming!"

"Send someone to recruit surrender! Tell the little Mao Shun that as long as he is willing to surrender, Ben Khan will directly promote him to the general and be granted the title of Duke Dashun. Well, that girl Jingduan should be out of the box. It would be nice to recruit him as the prince consort!"

"Sweat!"

Manguertai was extremely unwilling to do so. Two times, his Zhenglan Banner was killed and injured in Mao Jue's hands. Now, Zhenglan Banner has even become the weakest one. He wanted to peel Mao Jue skin and cramp, but he probably couldn't touch Mao Jue with such a move, so he could only stare at him. It would be strange if he could tolerate his temper.

"Well, Bang Khan, give you an hour, you can go down and kill that Mao Jue?"

Huang Taiji's jokes made Manguertai choke again. This shot almost killed him. If he went on, it might not be sure who killed whom!

"Master Manguertai, even if Mao Jue surrenders, isn't he a slave to our Aixin Jueluo family, right?"

Behind, Fan Wencheng bent down and smiled and flattered again. After hearing this, Mangourtai finally stopped saying a word. With a satisfied smile, Huang Taiji gestured to Fan Wencheng.

"Pick one of the generals arrested in the afternoon and let him go..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Taiji suddenly felt his ears itch violently. The next second, the strong man, Manguertai, actually squatted down with his head in his arms. Before he could figure it out, in the sky, four things with black smoke and dust tails made an appointment from the top of his head and smashed hard on the head of the Jianzhou army in the trench behind him. And that place was his greatest effort, the cannon formation!

A large number of screams spread. The Han army gunners were beaten by the shrapnel and their heads were bloody. They were lying on the edge of the cannon array. Some of them were broken and their legs were broken, and they rolled and wailed. Mao Jue's protagonist's halo seemed to finally lit up once. A hot coal jumped into the pile of gunpowder. In an instant, a series of explosions burst into flowers and bloomed in the trenches. A man's thigh actually rushed towards Huang Taiji and smashed it over.

"Protect the Khan!"

Almost scared, Fan Wencheng was a vicious dog who blocked the stinky feet that almost offended Long Yan. Those who were swaying teeth also came up to gather next to Huang Taiji. Looking back in shock, the biggest hero in Liaodong couldn't help but shake his head.
Chapter completed!
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