In order to make up for the death of his nephew, Hebusso ordered the Qing army to launch a fierce attack at all costs, vowing to fight to the death with the Western Expeditionary Army. As for whether the lives of more than 10,000 Qing troops will be buried because of this, Hebusso doesn't care at all, anyway, the Manchurian Eight Banners have been lost by Surma, and the troops of the two leaders have all been wiped out, and there are few people in the remaining Manchurian Eight Banners in Hebuso's hands, except for dozens of Goshkha, which is his own batch of coats. If he goes back and is killed by Aobai, these goshha and Baoyi will not end well, and they will be sent to Ningguta and the people of the batch of armor to be enslaved.

Since there were few Manchurian Eight Banner soldiers, Hobusso had no pressure. Mengbaqi and the Green Battalion? They are all cannon fodder, the lives of the two leaders of the Eight Banners and the dogs of the 10,000 green battalion soldiers, where can they compare to the lives of their own families!

"Up! It's all for Lao Tzu! If you can't take the thief today, you can't avenge General Surma, and no one wants to go back alive! Hobusso roared irrationally, shouting for batch after batch of Green Battalion soldiers to go up and die.

On the steep hillside, the black-pressed Qing soldiers climbed desperately to the top of the mountain like ants climbing sugar cubes. Let the rolling wood and stones on the hill fall, the national surname bottle 10,000 enemies dropped, and the guns and shells rain down, the Qing soldiers are not afraid of death and desperately attack. The birdmen and Mongol archers in the rear followed closely and fired arrows into the hill, causing casualties among the defenders.

A few wolf fangs rolled down, and a large number of Qing soldiers were pierced with sharp nails and rolled down the hillside.

The first to attack the mountain was the Minzhuang recruited from Shaanxi, and when these cannon fodder were all dead, the green battalion soldiers went up as cannon fodder to continue the attack.

I don't know how many people died, it was easy for the Qing soldiers to pant and climb up the mountain, but they found that the defenders on the mountain were more fierce and deadly than them.

Another round of fiasco, and only about 200 of the more than 1,200 green battalion soldiers who went up retreated. One hundred and fifty Mongolian archers also lost more than a hundred. The remaining 50 or so Mongol archers were rushed by the Green Battalion and retreated.

"Defeated!" The Green Battalion, which served as cannon fodder, was defeated and retreated.

"Those who retreat from the battle, slash!" Hobusso roared with blood-red eyes.

Goshha rushed forward with the clothed minions, and without saying a word, he cut off the heads of all the more than 200 green battalion soldiers who had retreated.

Hobusso forced Ma Jinliang, who had "committed a mortal crime", with a knife, and asked him to attack again: "The surname Ma, you give it to Lao Tzu!" If it weren't for the loopholes in your green camp and the thieves infiltrated, General Surma wouldn't have died! Today I will give you a chance, you will lead me to take down the mountain of thieves! If you can't take it, General Ben will behead you! ”

Ma Jinliang knew that because of his "negligence", he killed Aobai's nephew Surma. If he fails to win today, then Hobusso will inevitably be severely punished by Ao Bai when he returns. Since Hebusso was clearly going to be killed by Aobai, he would definitely kill Ma Jinliang's family before he died.

"Give it to Lao Tzu! Retreater, slash! Ma Jinliang was ruthless and ruthlessly pressed his own soldiers.

Although the soldiers are precious, they are nothing compared to their own lives and the lives of their own families.

More than 2,000 Green Battalion soldiers, under the pressure of Ma Jinliang's own soldiers and Mongolian archers, once again took off to the mountain and attacked in the form of moths fighting fire.

Needless to say, the Green Battalion encountered well-armed. The fighting force was strong, not afraid of death, the willpower was very tenacious, and the western expeditionary army also occupied favorable terrain. Another fiasco. In less than an hour, more than 2,000 green battalion soldiers were completely broken again, Ma Jinliang's own soldiers were all killed and wounded, and the Mongol archers sent by Hobusso to suppress the formation were almost completely killed and wounded.

"O General! The last general has done his best! That's it. Only to be loyal to the country! Seeing with his own eyes that the green battalion soldiers under his command were all wiped out, and the pro-soldiers were also lost to the point that there was not much left, the Qing Dynasty fierce general Ma Jinliang roared. With the few remaining soldiers, he braved the rain of bullets and rushed up the hill with a howl.

"Are the Tartars crazy?" Seeing a Qing general rushing up to the mountain with more than a dozen bloodied soldiers, Zhang Wei felt incredible. Aren't Tartars human? Are they not afraid of death?

Wang Jinzhong replied: "We must have killed Aobai's own nephew, and the Tartars have gone crazy!" If they go back like this, Ao Bai will definitely not let them go! So just fight to the death. ”

Ma Jinliang shouted, brandishing a big knife and rushing desperately towards the mountain, followed by more than a dozen personal soldiers. However, Wang Jinzhong did not want to fight hand-to-hand with the Qing army at all, so he ordered to use a volley of flintlock pistols to deal with this Qing general.

More than a hundred dog-lock flintlock flintlock pistols stretched out from the hill and aimed at Ma Jinliang and his own soldiers.

The rifled gunners and light-breakers who did not close the line did not take the credit, but sat on the side with muskets in their arms. These guns of theirs are too expensive, the barrel life is limited, and the Western Expeditionary Army cannot produce these weapons on their own, so they can save a little.

When Ma Jinliang and the others rushed to within fifty paces, the commander of the musket team shouted: "Release!" ”

More than 100 flintlock pistols erupted one after another, and Ma Jinliang and his more than 10 personal soldiers were all beaten into a hornet's nest. This Qing Dynasty general, with his own dog's life, saved the life of his family.

Minzhuang was completely lost, and Ma Jinliang's green battalion soldiers were also wiped out. But Hobusso did not stop there, but ordered the remaining Green Battalion soldiers to continue the onslaught.

"General! I can't fight anymore! The thieves are well-armed and have a favorable terrain! Brothers, this is a death for nothing! Bai Bin, the general of the green battalion, pleaded bitterly.

Hobusso said coldly: "If you can't take the mountain today, everyone will die!" ”

After Bai Bin reluctantly retreated, he ordered his green battalion soldiers to storm the mountain at all costs.

"My lord, the thieves occupy a favorable terrain, have excellent weapons, and have strong combat effectiveness, and if we attack like this, we will bring about our own destruction! The example of General Ma is placed there, I hope you will think twice! Bai Bin's subordinates persuaded each other bitterly.

Bai Bin sighed and replied helplessly: "The general knows this, but if we don't fight, I'm afraid Lord Hebusso will be the first to cut off my head!" ”

A Qian general manager stepped forward and said: "General, this Lord He is the nephew of Ao Xiangye, and he lost the Manchurian Eight Banners of the two leaders, he knows that Ao Xiangye will definitely not let him go after he goes back, so he is desperate." But he wanted to die, but he dragged us brothers to die in vain! My lord. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid we will be the same as General Ma! We might as well find a chance to sneak away. Anyway, the death of Ao Xiangye's nephew has nothing to do with us, if the above investigates it, it will be said that Lord He lost General Surma, and he knew that he was guilty and wanted to die, so he blindly commanded and deliberately dragged us to death. ”

Bai Bin smiled bitterly: "He is a Manchurian, we are Han, you say that the court believes in him." Or do you believe us? Will he let us go before Ao Bai wants to kill him? ”

A commander stepped forward and whispered in Bai Bin's ear: "General, since the left and right are dead, it is better for us to take our men and horses and surrender to the Ming army!" ”

"Surrender to the Ming army?" Bai Bin shook his head and said, "Not to mention that we surrender and our families will have to die, let's just say that this Nanming is already crumbling, and it is a matter of time before the Qing Dynasty dominates the world." We surrendered to them. When the Qing Dynasty exterminates them in the future, we are not dead? This is a must-have! ”

Although Bai Bin stubbornly let the Green Battalion attack, the Qing army, which had suffered successive defeats, was demoralized and inferior in terrain and weapons. Let the Qing soldiers not see a little hope of victory. Even if someone can rush forward, they can't beat their opponents in hand-to-hand combat! Such a battle is clearly going to die, how can it be fought?

The Green Battalion began to work without strength, and shouted loudly as they charged towards the top of the hill. But the footsteps were slow, and when they were about to enter the range of the defenders, the Qing soldiers were looking for concealment to hide. I refused to rush to the top for half a day. When the warlords came up and charged them with their knives, they pretended to charge towards the hill. As soon as the rolling logs and rocks on the mountain came, they hid in all directions, and some people simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. Some Qing soldiers with good acting talent also let out a few screams, stretched out their hands and grabbed them in the air for a while, and slowly fell down. If there is a corpse next to him, it is even more perfect, reach out and wipe a handful of blood on his face, and then lie motionless in the pile of corpses.

There are also some veteran soldiers, or Qing soldiers who feed the whole family and are not hungry, first lie down behind the stones and hide, and when the Qing soldiers in front are beaten back, they throw away their weapons, raise their hands and rush up the mountain, shouting while rushing into their mouths: "I am here to surrender, don't kill me!" ”

Some Qing soldiers who were unwilling to die in vain and did not dare to surrender to the Ming army quietly detoured to the path when attacking the mountain, passed through the mountains and forests, and fled north on the main road when they came.

As for those stunned young people who didn't know how to pretend to be dead, didn't dare to surrender, and didn't know how to escape, under the pressure of the Qing army's supervising team, they stupidly rushed to the top of the mountain, and the result was naturally very miserable, and they were killed halfway up the mountain by the Western Expeditionary Army in the blink of an eye.

The morale of the Qing army was low, and the morale of the Western Expeditionary Army was high, and at this time, some officers and soldiers of the Western Expedition who had fallen behind and did not keep up also came one after another.

"General, the morale of our army is high, and the Tartars have no intention of fighting again, and they only rely on the pressure of Nahorbuso's bullets to attack hard. If we launch a counterattack at this time, we will definitely be able to defeat the Tartars in one fell swoop! We will chase after us all the way, and we will definitely be able to annihilate most of the Tartars, and it is estimated that few will be able to escape back! Zhang Wei offered advice to Wang Jinzhong.

"Don't worry, Hobusso is already a mad dog by this time! He's sure he'll let people attack again! When he attacked again, we repelled their attack, and when we saw that the Tartars were defeated, we took the opportunity to follow them down the hill and destroy them all! Wang Jinzhong said.

Sure enough, the unwilling Hobusso once again let the Qing army attack desperately.

The Qing army attacked the hill head-on, the end was very miserable, the rolling wood and stones on the hill fell, the shells and bullets flew sideways, and the Qing soldiers who suffered heavy casualties saw that the situation was not good, and no longer ignored the big swords of the superintendent team in the back, and turned around and ran.

"The Tartars are defeated! Come on! Zhang Wei was the first to pull out the big knife and jumped.

"Kill the Tartars!" The officers and men of the Western Expedition on the hilltop position jumped up one after another, holding various weapons and launching a counterattack down the mountain.

"The Tartars are defeated! The Tartars are defeated! All the soldiers cheered in unison.

The attack on the mountain failed, and the retreating Qing soldiers heard the shouts behind them, turned their heads to look, and this sight was suddenly frightened: they saw that the Ming army wielding various weapons was all over the mountain, and killed them behind their backs. The Qing soldiers only had time to turn their heads to look, then turned their heads away, spread their legs, and desperately ran for their lives.

At this time, the overseers were already unable to hold back, and were rushed by the defeated soldiers, and the overseers were all coerced by the defeated soldiers, joining the ranks of the rout, and rushing northward in chaos.

The Western Expeditionary Army followed the Qing army and slashed and slashed, like a tiger driving a flock of sheep. Although the number of defeated Qing soldiers was large, none of them dared to turn back and fight, and their heads were cut off from behind. Even if a few people boldly turned their heads to fight, they were slashed and killed in an instant. Some of the Qing soldiers fell, and they were immediately trampled by thousands of feet.

"Hold on! Don't storm the Chinese army! Otherwise, there will be no mercy! Hobusso shouted hoarsely.

The Mengbaqi soldiers, the Goshha of Hobusso and the clothed minions organized themselves and desperately slashed and killed the Qing soldiers who had retreated. However, the number of defeated soldiers was too large, and all the overseers were scattered at once, and the two Goshha and several clothed minions were squeezed into the river by the defeated soldiers, and they were swept away by the river in a blink of an eye.

The defeat was like a mountain, and the situation at this time was beyond Hobso's control. Although Hebusso had already made up his mind to "martyr the country" for the Qing Dynasty, he was still afraid when it was time to die.

"Master, let's go!" Several Goshha and the clothed minions desperately protected Hobusso as he fled north.

"Don't go, Hobusso, son of a tart!" There was a shouting of killing from behind the Ming army.

In the midst of the chaos, Bai Bin, who was as stubborn as a stone, had long been caught up by the Ming army. He resisted desperately for a while, and was surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers of the Western Expedition, and after slashing and killing seven or eight soldiers in a row, he was chopped into meat by the angry soldiers.

Hobusso fled under the protection of Bao Yi and Goshha, but the mountain roads were not very wide and crowded. In the chaos, from time to time, someone was squeezed into the river.

"Master, get on the horse!" A coated minion had already brought in the horse.

Although the mountainous terrain is not conducive to cavalry combat, it is still very useful to run on the road with horses, especially when fleeing for your life, it is undoubtedly the fastest way to escape on horseback.

Hobusso mounted his horse, and several Goshha and the clothed minions also rode on their horses, slashing and chopping in the chaos of the army, cutting down many green battalion soldiers who blocked the road, and finally made a bloody way in the chaotic crowd and fled north.

Who knew that the mountain road was twisting and turning, and Hobusso and they rode horses on the avenue, and they might not be able to speed up the infantry of the Western Expeditionary Army who copied the path! Hobusso's armor was so conspicuous that he had long been targeted by the night.

The Western Expeditionary Army did not close the path at night and desperately chased after it. (To be continued.) )