The scream, although it was a few miles away, still continued to reach all the ears, Yao Wuguo, who was in the front row, looked ahead with red eyes, he was dressed in iron armor, holding a long-handled horse chopping knife in his hand, and those hands were eager to break the handle of the knife.

"I'm going to kill the past, I'm going to kill the past,......"

His eyes were red, and there was only one thought left in his mind, he wanted to kill the past, kill all the prisoners, and save those people.

At this time, over the dozen or so phalanxes of the entire Loyal and Righteous Army, an atmosphere that had never been seen before was gathering, and all the soldiers, whether they were sergeants or the most ordinary regular soldiers, all had red eyes, looking at the front with anger in front of them, looking at those people, although they hoped to rush over to save the people, but after entering the camp, the obedience to military discipline that was imperceptibly instilled made them just stand here.

"The wind is from the dragon, the cloud is from the tiger, and the dust and earth are fame. Looking at Shenzhou, the people are suffering, and thousands of miles of fertile land are barren......"

Suddenly, I don't know who sang this song there, and there was a cry in the song, and one person sang it, and more people sang it.

"Look at the world, do your best, and make up for the ...... of the broken way of heaven"

When he sang this song loudly, Yao Wuguo didn't know what this song meant in the past, but at this time, he understood, he understood.

"Good boy, don't be parents, just for the common people, not for the lord. Holding a steel knife of ninety-nine, kill all Hu'er before stopping......"

Maybe he joined the army to "release his nationality for the people", but now, he knows and knows why he is fighting, not only for his family, but also for the common people in the world and the Han people in the world.

"I am a dignified man, what is a Tartar as a horse and a cow."

Zhu Mingzhong, who was wearing a heavy armor, also sang along, and everyone sang there, perhaps, this was never a military song of the loyal army, but now this song shows the state of mind of each of them.

"The strong man drank all the wine in the bowl, and he did not look back on the journey of a thousand miles. The golden drums roared in unison, and the yellow dragon swore endlessly. ”

In this song, Zhu Mingzhong, who was full of enthusiasm and had been aroused, grabbed Zhang Jinsheng, and then roared angrily.

"Armies...... Kill the enemy with Zhu! ”

"Dashuai, this break the formation and kill the enemy, or let your subordinates ......"

"Jin Sheng, you lead the spear team and act according to the plan!"

Holding Zhang Jinsheng's shoulder hard, Zhu Mingzhong ordered loudly in an unquestionable tone.

"Handsome ......"

"Zhang Jinsheng, do you dare not obey my military orders!"

"Don't dare!"

Immediately, Zhu Mingzhong turned to look at the pro-soldier behind him who was also wearing armor, and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, follow Zhu to break the formation and kill the captives!"

"Yes!"

The pro-soldiers all shouted loudly with red eyes, everyone's emotions were stirred up at this moment, and when Zhu Mingzhong walked towards the front of the formation, he could see that all the soldiers were looking at him, and everyone was watching him.

Zhu Mingzhong, who walked to the front, was between the two heavy armored battalions.

"Kill!"

Zhu Mingzhong, who gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled out his knife, roared loudly!

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill!"

The position of the loyal army, which was originally shrouded by a kind of tragedy that had never been seen before, sounded a cry like a landslide and tsunami. All the brothers who witnessed the atrocities of the Qing captives burst out with anger in their hearts that they had never felt before.

"Kill, kill!"

With a roar of rage, the eight iron party formations began to merge into several huge phalanxes. These soldiers, who wore armor and held long-handled swords, had only one thought at this time.

Kill, kill!

"Kill, kill!"

Closely following the flanks of the heavy infantry were the only two battalions of the Loyal Army, more than 4,000 brothers with muskets on their shoulders, lined up to protect the heavy infantry, and the pikemen armed with spears also carried the battle flag high without hesitation, and followed the commander forward.

"Kill! Kill! ”

The soldiers in the four spear battalions had no armor on their bodies, and the weapons in their hands were only a simple spear, and at this time, they were also shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, and no one wanted to be half a step behind the heavy armor.

They have been enslaved and slaughtered like cattle and sheep for more than ten years.

In the past, they may have been willing to live in the world, but now, the killing of the Qing army has taught him that even if they are willing to be slaves, it will be difficult to live!

In the past, maybe they knelt, but now, they don't want to kneel anymore.

"Kill! Kill! ”

"Kill! Kill! ”

"Kill! Kill! ”

In this wilderness, nearly 30,000 loyal officers and soldiers lined up in a neat phalanx, and they moved forward, and the voices of the creators burst out with bursts of shouts and roars, and the roars resounded throughout the whole world.

It seems that even heaven and earth have been shaken.

When the sound of killing came, Dasu, who was riding on a horse, looked at the scene in front of him coldly, and when he saw the loyal and righteous army forming a phalanx and starting to rush towards this side, a contemptuous smile immediately swelled on his face, and the original uneasiness in his heart disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Don't be angry and raise troops, you can't be angry and cause war!

These Han people really haven't seen Sun Tzu's Art of War!

This Zhu Mingzhong has already been provoked, and before he could use those Han people to disperse his own formation, he hurriedly rushed over, so that the army formation could not be dispersed!

Zhu Mingzhong...... But it's in vain!

But that's fine, so Jiangbei can be recovered in a few days!

At that time, he will be the first hero of the Central Plains again in the Qing Dynasty!

At this time, for Dasu, whether it is Zhu Mingzhong or the loyal army, they have become a group of dead people in his eyes!

It's just a dead man!

Even if they look like mourning soldiers now, but the mourning soldiers may not be able to win, even if these tens of thousands of people can't break up their own formation, they can still make the loyal and righteous army kill softly, and when the time comes, when they are exhausted, it will naturally be time to be tied up!

When there is no hero, make the shaft famous!

Such a person who does not know soldiers can actually become famous!

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!

"Beat the drums, get ready for battle!"

The same as looking at the loyal army with the eyes of the dead, did not prevent Dasu from giving a new order, and after his order was given, the soldiers on his side immediately drew a command flag and waved it vigorously a few times.

"Knock knock! Knock, knock, knock! Knock, knock, knock! ”

The thunderous drums, with their characteristic rhythm, immediately sounded in the positions of the central army. Those soldiers who were originally lazy with swords and guns immediately moved again, put the originally somewhat messy team in order, and then lined up a neat array of tens of thousands of people on the spot.

And the Qing army, which was holding a red-clothed cannon next to the big array, howled excitedly, preparing to meet the ......