Chapter 1108: Great Qi

The soldiers around Yang Guozhu rushed forward to try to stop Yang Guozhu, but they were a little slower after all. It only took a few seconds for the white-haired Yang Guozhu to rush out more than ten meters, and the big knife dragged behind him was like a totem, proving the pride and loyalty of this veteran.

The generals behind Yang Guozhu looked at Yang Guozhu's back and were dumbfounded.

On the battlefield full of corpses, Yang Guozhu, who was wearing a "beggar armor" and charging to the death, was like a dead soldier of the Ming Dynasty, using his mantis arm to block the car to vent the last loyalty of this dynasty.

Suddenly, a new army general roared angrily, picked up a bag of flowering bullets in the trench and rushed forward, chasing Yang Guozhu's pace.

This general was originally Cao Bianjiao's old subordinate, and he always looked down on Yang Guozhu, who did not have a changeable strategy. But at this time, seeing Yang Guozhu's decisive act of attacking the infantry fighting vehicle with his body, he was also touched, forgetting his contempt for Yang Guozhu in the past, and actually chased Yang Guozhu's back and rushed up.

The five pro-soldiers around Yang Guozhu also picked up the nearby flowering bombs and rushed out.

However, there are not many people who give up their lives and forget to die.

Although the other generals in the trench were deeply shocked by Yang Guozhu's behavior, they all cherished their lives and were unwilling to be vain ghosts under the rolling wheel of history.

They glanced at each other and remained in the safety of the trench.

At this time, the infantry fighting vehicles on the battlefield had stopped firing, and the new army of Jingying, which was washed into chaos, was of course unable to attack the Tiger Army and the infantry fighting vehicles, and the battlefield was surprisingly quiet. The charge of Yang Guozhu and the six dead soldiers behind him attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield, and the footsteps of the seven seemed to become the only sound a few hundred meters away.

The seven men rushed closer and closer, and they were already less than five hundred meters away from the infantry fighting vehicle directly in front.

"Bang!"

Finally, an infantry fighting vehicle could not withstand Yang Guozhu's mantis arm blocking-like charge, and fired a flowering bullet at Yang Guozhu.

The blossom bomb exploded behind Yang Guozhu, and sparks flew everywhere, immediately blowing up one of the legs of the Jingying general.

The general screamed, rolling and convulsing on the ground with his bloody thighs in his arms.

Yang Guozhu didn't look at the wounded behind him, and continued to charge at the infantry fighting vehicle in front.

On the hill where the headquarters of the Tiger Ben Army was located, Li Zhi held a telescope and looked at the Don Quixote-like Yang Guozhu and shook his head.

Li Zhi didn't want to kill Yang Guozhu, after all, Yang Guozhu was his own robe, and he fought Huang Taiji in Gyeonggi and Jinzhou with him. Yang Guozhu has always led by example in governing the army, and he is a rare clear stream among the Ming generals. Li Zhi hoped that Yang Guozhu would see the situation clearly, understand Zhu Youzhen's reaction, and make a correct choice that was in the interests of all the people in China.

But Yang Guozhu's allegiance is obviously not to the people of the world, his allegiance is to the absolutely orthodox Ming Dynasty in his mind. Even if Zhu Youzhen stands on the opposite side of the people of the world, Yang Guozhu will die for the Ming Dynasty.

Li Xing observed the charging Yang Guozhu with a telescope, sneered and said, "Brother, this old man really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. ”

Putting down the binoculars, Li Xing said loudly: "Brother, there is nothing more to say, let's kill him!" ”

Li Zhi closed his eyes.

Li Xing looked at Li Zhi's face, waved his hand, and shouted: "Order!" Shoot! ”

The banner of the hill waved violently.

The infantry fighting vehicle under the mountain saw the order flag on the top of the mountain, and no longer hesitated, aiming the muzzle of the Gatling machine gun at Yang Guozhu, who was two hundred meters away.

All the soldiers on the battlefield opened their eyes wide and looked at Yang Guozhu deadly.

Yang Guozhu watched the thick barrel of the machine gun aim at him, and knew that he was going to die. He touched his left hand to his head as he ran, and lifted the armor off his head, revealing his snow-white hair.

He dragged his knife and shouted, "Long live my emperor!" ”

The soldiers on the battlefield looked at Yang Guozhu in horror.

Yang Guozhu held a long-handled broadsword and roared angrily: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live..."

The Gatling gun did not give him a chance to continue roaring, and fierce flames erupted from the barrel. Countless bullets shot towards Yang Guozhu like a storm, and the armor of this veteran was like a flower blooming in an instant, and countless holes bloomed. The flesh beneath the pieces of iron burst out, spewing countless flowers into the air.

Yang Guozhu was hit by more than a dozen bullets, and his forward body was shocked and swung backwards in an instant. The sparkle in his eyes vanished all at once, and his body twitched as the bullets kept coming in.

More bullets were fired, and Yang Guozhu was also shot in the head. He quickly lost all consciousness, turned into a corpse, and fell to the cold dirt with a thud.

As soon as Yang Guozhu died, the soldiers behind him all lost their courage one by one and fell to the ground in unison.

No one resisted, the Gatling gun lost its target and also stopped firing.

The soldiers of the nearby Beijing camp stared at Yang Guozhu's corpse, and the battlefield fell silent again.

Li Zhi opened his eyes, looked at the place where Yang Guozhu fell with his naked eyes, and shook his head again.

Li Xing observed the battlefield, thought for a while and said, "Brother, do you want to let the machine gun fire for a while to completely crush the courage of the Beijing camp." ”

Li Zhi was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Don't kill people, they are all descendants of China, why bother killing each other." ”

With a wave of his hand, Li Zhi said, "Surrender again!" ”

The generals behind Li Zhi glanced at each other, and secretly said that Li Zhi was really merciful to the descendants of Huaxia. In the past, when Li Zhi faced a foreign race, he was really ruthless, and he only hated to kill a few more. And today, facing the soldiers of the Beijing camp, Li Zhi can live one by one.

Li Xing nodded, shouted the order, and gave the order to the flag commander behind him. Soon, the order was transmitted throughout the battlefield.

All the soldiers of the Tiger Army roared in unison: "Surrender!" ”

"Drop!"

"Drop!"

The recruits of the Beijing camp on the battlefield looked at the invincible Tiger Ben Army in fear, and finally understood that the general trend had gone.

One after another, the soldiers of the New Army threw their rifles on the ground, took off their mandarin duck jackets, and knelt on the ground with their hands on the ground. In the back, even the generals of the new army in Beijing gave up the idea of resistance, and walked out of the trench and knelt down to beg for surrender.

There was no more resistance on the battlefield, and only tens of thousands of defeated soldiers begged for surrender.

The last armed force of the Ming Dynasty was completely defeated.

The road leading to the city of Beijing in front is a flat river.

The soldiers of the Tiger Army finally became excited.

They looked excitedly at the surrender on the battlefield, jumped out of the trench excitedly, and raised their hands violently. Some of the junior officers of the Tiger Army, who were following the infantry fighting vehicle, even climbed onto the infantry fighting vehicle, stood on the infantry fighting vehicle, waved their military caps, and cheered loudly.

I don't know who suddenly shouted: "Daqi!" ”

Then this shout was like a virus, and in an instant, it infected all the Tiger Ben troops on the battlefield. The soldiers and officers all raised their hands and roared loudly: "Great Qi! ”

"Great Qi!"

"Great Qi!"