Chapter 130: Hurry up and leave a root for our family

"Kill, kill Jiannu!"

Yang Feng roared excitedly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Then he urged the rhinoceros to crash directly into the Qing army in the chaos, and before the meteor hammer close to his left hand suddenly flew out, hitting a Niu Lu head like a cannonball, and the latter's head instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist spurting out, and at the same time Yang Feng threw it back violently, and the meteor hammer returned to his hand in a blink of an eye, and flew out again as if it hit a spring, beating the two Qing soldiers one after another. At this time, the rhinoceros had also crashed into the Qing army, and the steel horn suddenly lifted a Qing army with a horse, and at the same time, Yang Feng waved the knife in his right hand, and the silver arc light slashed in mid-air, and the Qing army's head on horseback was in a different place, and the arc light then swept over another Qing army, and the upper body of the latter, together with the horse's head, fell in the arc light.

"Kill, kill!"

Behind Yang Feng, five hundred brocade guards roared at the same time.

Running wildly, all the brocade guards leveled their spears and followed the indomitable Emperor His Majesty, fiercely charging forward in the Qing army, leaving behind a blood-red patch, they were like swords and stabs, piercing into the heart of the Qing army and then churning, destroying all their hope of resistance.

The Qing army was also on the offensive.

Knowing that they were in a desperate situation, they rushed into the mountain pass like crazy, impacting the defense line of the Ming infantry, in front of them was the cannon muzzle that constantly spewed flames, it was a volley like a volcanic eruption, it was a grenade that was constantly thrown, in the face of this violent fire, the Qing army kept falling all the time, and the dead bodies of them and the war horses were soon piled up into a terrifying mountain of corpses in the narrow valley. But the result of their bloody blood was meaningless, the special terrain here and the Ming troops lined up on the slopes on both sides, forming crossfire on the left and right, formed a desperate death trap, and all the Qing troops who tried to pass fell under the blazing fire without exception.

It was the firing of fifty-eight cannons and nearly six thousand swinging guns.

It was a shot of shotguns at a speed of at least one round per minute, twenty-four nine-pound field guns and sixteen four-and-a-half-pound guns, each round could shoot out two thousand shots, and those swinging guns could shoot more than fifteen thousand bullets per minute, such a violent firepower, all of which were dumped into the river valley at a distance of no more than two hundred meters at most, and the power of the steel fire rain was fully displayed in this river valley, not to mention that there were eighteen mortar cannons that were also shooting flower shells at close range, and the entire river valley was completely submerged in artillery fire.

This is a desperate situation.

But the Qing army continued to attack.

They have no other choice, as long as they can't break out of this valley, then they can only wait for the whole army to be destroyed, they have no way out, they have no way out, they are like a group of beasts that have fallen into a trap, and if they want to live, they can only open this only passage.

"Kill, kill a way out!"

Bolo roared like madness.

As the leader of the younger generation of the Qing army, he kept whipping his war horses, and together with his younger brother Yue Le, he did his best to speed up the speed of the pro-soldier guard, stepping on the splash of the Longyang River and rushing to the mouth of the valley where the dead bodies were piled up. On the slopes on both sides of the valley less than a mile wide, fifty-eight cannons continuously spewed flames downward, and the scattered bullets that cut through the air were like sickles for harvesting crops, reaping the lives of the Qing troops crowded in the valley. In the hands of the red-clothed soldiers who were lined up neatly against the artillery position, those latest bird guns kept shooting bullets, and the fire and smoke of the guns were like red lightning in a cloud of mist, and the bullets fired intensively also hit the galloping Qing cavalry who were running wildly.

A road paved with corpses and blood stretched forward.

Bolo and Yue Le glanced at each other.

Then they did not hesitate to rush at full speed into the crossfire net of the Ming army.

The bullets kept flying in their ears, and the soldiers beside them kept falling, but they didn't look at it at all, they had only one belief in their hearts, rushing, rushing forward without stopping, until they rushed through the blockade line and rushed out of this deadly river valley, they knew very well that everything was over, what the Qing Dynasty, what the future, everything was over, and now all they wanted was to escape alive, and they didn't want to be torn apart by the dog emperor like their father Abatai, so they tried their best to escape.

Everything else is gone.

Escape!

Desperately flee!

Escape as far away as possible, even if you escape and live incognito for the rest of your life!

It's close!

It's getting closer!

The exit in the distance is already in sight.

In fact, the valley was already very short, only a few miles in total, and it didn't take much time to gallop the horses at full speed, but at this moment, on the hillside half a mile to their left, a light field cannon suddenly erupted in flames, and twenty-seven scattered bullets shot in a diffuse form instantly came to them, and at the same time that the last of their soldiers fell off his horse with a scream, Bolo shook his horse as if he had been beaten, and then fell into the dust.

Yue Le subconsciously wanted to take the horse.

"Let's go, leave a root for our family!"

Bolo yelled.

Their family is indeed left with their brothers, Abatai only has three sons who survived to last year, the second Bo and Tuo died on the battlefield outside the Guan, Bolo's son Qi Kexin is said to have been burned to death in the fire of Shenyang City, Yue Le's son Tahai is only two years old, before getting the news that on the way from Shenyang to Hetuala, both of them were bitten to death by tigers, and Abatai's man returned his brothers.

Yue Le wiped away his tears, took one last look at his brother, and then whipped his horse.

Almost at the same time, a Ming soldier thirty feet away pulled the trigger, the muzzle flame of the gun spewed out, and an eighteen-millimeter bullet whistled through the air, instantly hitting Bolo's forehead, shattering the skull and hitting his brain, he looked at his brother's distant back, and fell to the ground with a hint of solidified relief. Of course, he didn't know that less than twenty seconds later, Yue Le had already taken the war horse in horror, and at the same time that the galloping war horse was neighing and standing up, at the exit of this river valley, behind a dense wall of spears, all the Ming army bird hands pulled the trigger at the same time.

In the dense bullets, Yue Le and nearly a hundred Qing troops who finally rushed out shook like leaves in a storm, and then fell into the dust with countless wounds, and Kang Mazi's main general against Wu Sangui in the history of the distant history, Kang Mazi, the only handsome Prince An among the generals of the Eight Banners, twitched a few times on the ground and then stopped moving.

"It's not easy to run!"

Leng Yundeng, the chief soldier of the third town of the Ming army's infantry, said proudly.

Yang Feng's pit is not so easy to escape, there are so many people on the front line just because there are too many people who can't be arranged, just a few places with more than 10,000 people can't be squeezed, and places like Suoyang Pass are even more than 1,000 people are difficult to squeeze out. The advantage of this battlefield is that it is narrow, since it is narrow, of course, it is impossible to deploy too many troops, such a thing as ambushing a hundred thousand troops in a valley is beyond Yang Feng's ability, so the Ming army can only arrange a second line of defense outside the river valley.

How can the poor Qing army know this!

Those heroic Eight Banners athletes are still trying to rush across the river valley, fantasizing that they can escape after rushing, and they have no idea that rushing out is just falling into the second trap.

In fact, Yang Feng is mainly sleepy, he is not prepared to rely on bloody battles to solve the Qing army, the latter is also a real hundred battles, once he desperately causes him 20,000 or 30,000 casualties is still no problem, this number is very unbearable. Therefore, the real plan to solve the problem by fighting was only the rear of the Qing army that was isolated east of Suoyang Pass, where the entire 5,000 cavalry and 10,000 infantry had already begun to attack, and the 5,000 Qing troops who were intercepted behind had fallen into a bloody battle. But the main force of the Qing army in the basin west of Suoyang Pass, his solution was to besiege, hold all the passages outward, and lock them with mountains that stretched for dozens of miles around them, where it was estimated that it was difficult to find food to sustain the survival of tens of thousands of troops except for bark and grass roots. No more, you can go in and collect their corpses for half a month, if not, continue to surround them, the Qing army can escape over the mountain, but the war horse must be abandoned, even if they cross the mountain without the war horse, the Ming cavalry outside will happily cut off their heads.

In this way, the casualties of the Ming army could be reduced to an acceptable number.

As for the emperor's rush with the brocade guard, it was just because of ......

Well, that's just because he likes to do it, he just went out to have fun, in fact, at this time, the emperor had already circled the battlefield, and then killed back to the mountain pass.

"To the west!"

In the small earthen enclosure of Yangjiabao, Shang Kexi shouted with morbid excitement as if he had caught a life-saving straw: "There is still a small road in the west, and there is no movement so far, so they must be defenseless!" ”

"Then attack west!"

Dorgon said dejectedly.

Shang Kexi immediately rushed out impatiently.

Dorgon sighed.

There is no Ming army in the west, but the dog emperor is not a fool, how can he not deploy troops there.

Of course, there are defenders there, in fact, Shang Kexi himself understands it, but in this state, there is always a voice in his head telling him that there is no one there, and the dog emperor must be negligent, and if he attacks there, he will definitely be able to escape. In short, he was in the fantasy world, and led his cronies to the west to attack the fortress of Geyubao, which had been standing until more than 300 years later, where there were not only more than 30 cannons, but also a whole 10,000 Ming troops waiting for him, if he could rush through this line of defense on the narrow mountain road, then less than eight miles away, there was Chang Yuchun who had been stationed there and died of illness, and then the Changyukou City named after it was waiting for him.

Well, there are a lot of castles he needs to attack.

This is Xuanfu.

Castles are defended on almost every road that is passable.

"That's embattled!"

Dorgon said bitterly.