The last thing Lin Gui saw was a fireball that was rapidly growing larger. He hadn't even heard the loud noise, and he was dead before that.

Although the heaven-shaking thunder improved by Zhu Linmiao was not as powerful as the military grenades of later generations, it was also quite powerful when it exploded in the narrow city gate hole.

Fifty or sixty Qing soldiers were huddled together and desperately closing the door, when they heard several loud noises behind them, and suddenly nearly 100 pieces of iron fragments flew in all directions, and the limbs were shattered by the explosion, and the fragments were embedded in the body and covered the city gate holes.

"Win the door!" Zheng Chenggong waved his hand behind him, and was the first to rush into the city gate, seeing that no one had come to resist for the time being, he hurriedly turned around and cooperated with everyone to push the city gate open to the maximum.

The earth-shattering noises just now made the Qing troops guarding the pass panic, and the city gate hole was dim, and it was impossible to see what was happening for a moment.

In addition, Mulima and Lin Gui were dead, and these people lost their unified command, so hundreds of people crowded in the urn hole, but no one was willing to rush up and close the door.

Seeing this, Zheng Chenggong simply shouted, "There is an ambush in the Ming army, don't come over!" Immediately, several more earth-shattering thunderbolts were thrown into the crowd of captives gathered in front of the city gate, and after a muffled sound, a large number of stumps and blood flew out.

As soon as the Qing soldiers heard of the ambush, they were hit hard, and under the confirmation of the two phases in their hearts, for a while, no one dared to move forward, but retreated more than ten steps in fear.

When Zheng Chenggong heard the sound of thunderous horses' hooves behind him, he knew that the army was very close. He stood his sword in front of his chest, raised his head and said to the more than thirty soldiers beside him: "If you hold it for a while, Xianxia Pass will be held!" All the kings and I will die for the country, and in a hundred years, the people of the world should sacrifice us together! ”

"Kill!"

In response to him, there was a neat low shout of rage, and the thirty-two warriors, each holding a sword, used their bodies to form an iron wall, blocking the gate of Xianxia Pass behind him.

Eventually, another of Mulima's troops drove the Haphona battalion to the pass. He stood on his horse and saw the silhouette of the cavalry in the distance, and when he looked down again, he saw that the door was still open!

"It's all a bunch of rubbish!" He swung his sword and cut down two soldiers who were trembling and staring at the city gate, and shouted, "Give it to Lao Tzu!" Close the gates! ”

Immediately, forty or fifty gunners gathered in the urn and began to reload the gunpowder in a hurry, but then several earth-shattering thunderbolts flew over.

The captives who had seen the power of the earth-shattering thunder just now were shocked and scattered in all directions. Ha Feng'a was about to curse, when he heard a few bangs, and his scalp was numb, and he kicked the gun who retreated to his side, and shouted angrily: "The gun who is still farting, rush up with Lao Tzu!" ”

He glanced outside the city gate again, drew his sword and ran towards Zheng Chenggong and the others, and more than ten soldiers on his side immediately pounced. The rest of the Qing soldiers saw that the supreme commander in Xianxia Pass rushed forward now, and they all hugged each other with their blades.

Zheng Chenggong and more than 30 other people were lying in the city gate cave, dozens of sabers flying up and down, both offensive and defensive skills, supporting each other at any time, coupled with the determination to die, in a moment they resisted more than 100 Qing soldiers so that they did not take a step forward!

Hafona vigorously pushed away the soldiers who were protecting him, dragging a saber and slashing straight into the battle.

This person from the northeast all the way to Shandong, Shaanxi, Henan and other places, slaughtered countless Han people in Jiangbei, his knife skills are extremely ruthless and spicy, and the Ming generals and Chuang Kou from all over the country fought dozens of battles, and rarely lost.

Sure enough, just after Ha Feng's three moves, a Dragon Guard soldier was stabbed in the left abdomen by him and fell to the ground.

Zheng Chenggong saw that the general in front of him was very fierce, and the saber brought out a sharp wind, so that two or three people of the Dragon Guard couldn't raise their heads.

Suddenly, seeing that one of his knives fell, the man was already unable to dodge under the shroud of his knife light, Zheng Chenggong immediately raised his knife to block, and he heard a crisp sound of "bang", which shocked his hands numb.

Zheng Chenggong didn't dare to slack off, and only concentrated on fighting with Ha Feng'a. He mainly learned Japanese sword techniques, supplemented by Nanpai single sword moves, but he was not known for his strength. The situation was chaotic and the light was dim, and he was hard shaken by Ha Feng's big open and closing moves, but he had to hold the defensive line and couldn't wander and fight, and after a few moves, it was already quite difficult.

As the captives gradually recovered from the previous panic, the offensive continued to increase, and someone in front was killed, and someone immediately made up for it, while the Dragon Guard was constantly attrition.

Soon, Zheng Chenggong had to deal with three captives alone, including Ha Feng'a, and in a moment he was already in decline. Although he heard the sound of fire guns one after another on the Xianxia Close, he did not dare to look back, and he had no way of knowing how far the army was away.

Suddenly, the Dragon Guard soldier on his left was stabbed in the leg by the Qing army with a spear, and fell to one knee with a muffled snort.

Ha Feng saw the opportunity, and immediately slashed to the right, Zheng Chenggong had no choice but to block with both hands, but there was a flaw on the right side.

When Ha Feng'a swung his knife and slashed, the captive soldier on the right side also stabbed at him, Zheng Chenggong reflexively turned sideways slightly, but he felt a chill on his shoulder, and then his entire right arm lost its strength.

He was shocked by Hafeng'a's attack and took two steps back, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that another Dragon Guard soldier was drowned in the captive army, and at this time, only ten of the Dragon Guards who followed him into Xianxia Pass were still holding on, but they were also like a flat boat in the storm, which could capsize at any time.

Zheng Chenggong knew that he was no longer able to fight, so he gritted his teeth fiercely, took out a heaven-shattering thunder from his arms, and probed the lead to a torch on the ground, intending to stop the army for another moment.

Ha Feng'a succeeded in one blow, and then another move "Force Splitting Huashan" suddenly fell from the top of Zheng Chenggong's head. The earth-shattering thunder in the latter's hand was still more than a foot away from the torch, and seeing that it was too late to ignite, he sighed in his heart and closed his eyes.

Before the saber fell, Zheng Chenggong heard a sound behind him, and the next moment, a cloud of blood mist erupted from the chest of Ha Feng'a, who was in the air, and then fell heavily on the Qing soldiers behind him under the impact of a twenty yuan lead bullet.

Zheng Chenggong was surprised and hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw Zhao Shichao throw the short gun he had just launched, draw his sword and rush over.

Zhao Shichao glanced at the blood on Zheng Chenggong's shoulder, and said loudly: "Da Mu will step back first, and the rest will be handed over to me to wait!" ”

Zheng Chenggong took a long breath, raised his eyes and looked out of the pass, only to see that hundreds of hussars had abandoned their horses or held short guns, or rushed towards this side with cavalry swords, and the narrow mountain road in front of Xianxia Pass had been crowded with dense torches, like a winding fire dragon.

He put the unlit earth-shattering thunder back into his pocket, propped up the ground with his saber, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile at Zhao Shichao, "It's finally waiting for you!" ”

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