683 is dying and struggling, and Zilong's life is in danger

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Batu said that he rewarded Dianbo's son and son-in-law as his clothed servants, which was already a better reward among the Han generals under the Tartars.

As long as they are the clothed minions of this kind of high-ranking Tartar generals, at least they don't have to live the life of the lowest minions like ordinary Han people.

The best is to be a clothed servant for the Tartar prince like Xiang Dolgon and Duoduo, which is the best treatment in the eyes of these Han generals who have taken refuge in the Tartars.

Therefore, at this time, when Batu said this, Dian Bo also knew that this was to send him to death, but he still took the task excitedly.

"Don't worry, my lord, even if the minions die in battle, they will definitely block those musketeers." Dian Bo said as if he were at home.

"Good, go ahead."

Seeing Dian Bo's statement, Batu was very satisfied.

"Fourth battalion, follow me! Kill! ”

Immediately, Dian Bo led more than 500 soldiers of the Han Army with the Blue Banner and turned around to kill the fire cavalry on Qi Wei's side.

"Shoot!"

Bang bang bang!

On Qi Wei's side, an officer shouted loudly, and dozens of musketeers in front of him held flintlock muskets flat, pulled the trigger, and a rain of lead bullets poured out towards these soldiers.

"Ahhh

Immediately, most of the soldiers of the Han army who rushed towards them fell under the blue flag.

Dian Bo was also taken aback, and hurriedly shouted to the surrounding soldiers: "Hide on both sides." ”

Dian Bo was to block the fire cavalry on Qi Wei's side, but he didn't come to send him to death, he asked the soldiers to hide on both sides of the street to find cover.

In this way, it would be difficult for these fire cavalry under Qi Wei to shoot at them.

And if these fire cavalry under Qi Wei dared to rush over, they could kill them and use the swords and guns in their hands to fight them in close quarters.

I have to say that Dian Bo asked his subordinates to hide on both sides of the street, with shops, stone pillars, walls and other bunkers to provide them with shelter.

Qi Wei's fire cavalry really couldn't shoot them with flintlock pistols, but this still couldn't stop Qi Wei.

And Qi Wei would not give an order, let his fire cavalry rush forward, he knew the disadvantages of his fire cavalry, and he must not let the enemy get close.

However, this did not stop Qi Wei and them in the slightest, maybe Dian Bo could delay the speed of Qi Wei leading his troops forward, but it was absolutely impossible to stop them.

"Grenadier, prepare."

Soon, Qi Wei's shout sounded in the ranks, and a grenadier with a burning iron-hulled mine rushed out from behind.

Then, the iron-clad mines they were dragging in their hands were thrown in front and rolled to both sides of the street.

Thundered!

Immediately, a series of violent explosions sounded, sawdust flew, and many of the soldiers of the Han army with blue flags hiding on both sides of the street let out a miserable scream.

"Keep throwing them, Ben will blow them all up." Qi Wei said ruthlessly.

At the same time, Qi Wei was also anxious, he was worried that Zhao Zilong's side would not be able to hold on.

Moreover, Qi Wei didn't know that Zhao Zilong had already received serious injuries, and there were less than two hundred cavalry left under his command, otherwise he would not have adopted such a conservative style of play at this time.

Dian Bo really used five hundred soldiers to temporarily delay the advance of Qi Wei's department.

And Batu's side is also completely crazy, he has to take advantage of this last opportunity, he must kill it, otherwise there will be no chance.

"Rush, all for Ben to rush up and kill out."

Batu roared hysterically, and asked his three hundred Tartar elites to personally lead the team and rush to kill the cavalry of the Flying Dragon Battalion on Zhao Zilong's side, which was less than two hundred.

At the same time, he also led two hundred Tartar Red Banner cavalry to supervise the soldiers of other Mongol and Han armies in the rear, and cut down anyone who dared to retreat.

"Yan Dong, you can't hold it, take the general away."

A deputy of the Flying Dragon Battalion rushed over at this time and shouted at a guard guarding next to Zhao Zilong.

This general of the White Dragon Army was covered in wounds, and his armor had long been stained red with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was him or the blood of the enemy.

On the abdomen and left shoulder, he was obviously hit by three arrows, but he cut off the shaft of the arrow, did not pull out the arrow, and fought hard.

But at this time, as Batu went completely insane, his soldiers rushed to kill even more desperately, and there were less than two hundred Wyvern Battalion cavalry left in front, which was no longer enough to hold the entire street.

"General, let's go."

The personal guard of Yan Dong was also beside him at this time, persuading Zhao Zilong.

At this time, Zhao Zilong's face was pale, he was still holding on to the war horse, and scolded angrily: "If you want Ben General to be a deserter, it's impossible." ”

Immediately, Zhao Zilong picked up the silver spear next to him, glared at the wounded general in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Kong Ze, I order you to kill the general with Ben."

It's hateful, I will not have the force of Zhao Yun of the Three Kingdoms, but my loyalty to the lord will never lose to Zhao Yun's loyalty to Uncle Liu Huang, and I will never be a deserter.

Are you willing to accompany Ben to his death? ”

"The last general is willing."

As Zhao Zilong's gaze swept over, Kong Ze and Yan Dong next to him immediately responded loudly, with a resolute expression in their eyes.

"Okay, then kill Ben, and you must leave these Tartars in the city, and no one is allowed to let go.

The lord said that this time he wanted to let the Tartars know that when they enter the customs, they will go to hell, and they will not come and go, and they will be killed! ”

"Kill!"

Then, the three of them fought back into battle.

"Brothers, Ben will fight to the death with you, let the Tartars know that there is no one in our White Dragon Army, and you are willing to accompany Ben to the death!"

Zhao Zilong returned to the battlefield and shouted at the remaining hundred or so cavalrymen of the Flying Dragon Battalion.

"I am willing to accompany the general to the death and fight!"

"Okay, send a signal flare to the death, and then fight with the dog Tartar!"

"Kill!"

With Zhao Zilong's killing, the remaining hundred or so cavalry of the Flying Dragon Battalion all regarded death as if they were at home, and burst out with terrifying combat power.

They simply blocked the street, which was about twenty years wide, and did not allow the Tartar cavalry to break through.

Whoosh!

A series of seven red signal flares shot out and exploded in mid-air, so that Qi Wei, who was not far away, and Han Tong, who was rushing back from the north of the city, saw it immediately.

"What's going on? Zilong's death signal, what happened? ”

Qi Wei was also taken aback after seeing these seven red signal flares, he also thought that Zhao Zilong and Han Tong led the troops to block this Tartar cavalry here, and planned to eat it slowly.

But now, after he saw these seven red signal flares, he was not calm on the spot.

Seven red signal flares like this will only be fired if Zhao Zilong is determined to fight to the death.

Sending out such a signal flare means telling the surrounding White Dragon Army generals that their side is already in a desperate crisis, and they already have the heart of death.

"Oh no, I'm afraid the situation in front is different from what I thought, Zilong and Han Tong are in danger.

Come, rush over immediately, don't delay here. ”

Qi Wei woke up in shock and ordered loudly to his fire cavalry.

Moreover, after their attack with iron-shelled mines, the soldiers of the Han army on both sides of the street in front of them also suffered heavy casualties.

As Qi Wei led three thousand fire cavalry to rush over, Dian Bo rushed out with the remnants of his soldiers, wanting to stop him, but he could only be knocked away by the war horse and trampled to death.

However, it was inevitable that there were fire cavalry, but they were attacked from both sides, and there were casualties.

But at this time, Qi Wei couldn't care about these small casualties, and he rushed over in a hurry to support his companions in front.

Similarly, at this time, Han Tong, who was only a few kilometers away from Zhao Zilong's street, also saw the seven red signal flares at this time.

Then, not only was he anxious, but even Qin Zhen and the other generals of the Flying Dragon Battalion who were following him were also anxious one by one.

"Everyone, speed up."

In fact, without Han Tong's order, the soldiers of the Flying Dragon Battalion behind him desperately whipped the war horses with horsewhips to speed up.

"Zilong, don't panic, we're here."

Soon, Han Tong and the others rushed to the main street where Zhao Zilong and them were, and saw Zhao Zilong and the only dozens of remaining cavalry of the Flying Dragon Battalion from a distance, blocking a large number of Tartar cavalry.

Han Tong roared towards Zhao Zilong, then raised his spear, his horse did not slow, and shouted to the cavalry of the Flying Dragon Battalion behind him: "Rush over and kill all the Tartars." ”

"Whoa!"

These cavalrymen of the Flying Dragon Battalion, seeing Zhao Zilong and more than a dozen companions in front of them at this time, were still fighting bloodily, and they were all as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they were very excited, and they rushed over with a roar.

"Haha, Lao Han, you can be counted as coming, if you don't come again, you won't be able to see me."

Zhao Zilong was escorted by two personal guards and retreated, and after seeing Han Tong, he laughed and said, then his body shook and almost fell.

"Brother Zilong, don't talk, it's up to my brother here, you go down to heal first, my brother assures you that none of the Tartars you blocked here can escape."

Han Tong was also frightened when he saw the injuries on Zhao Zilong's body at this time.

"It's okay, I can't die, but it's a pity that I can't participate in the next battle, it's a pity."

Immediately, Zhao Zilong retreated, and was bandaged by the medical staff for treatment.

There were more than a dozen wounds on Zhao Zilong's body at this time, especially the new shot in the abdomen and the arrow in his chest, Han Tong was flustered when he looked at it.

Bang bang bang!

At this time, there was also a burst of gunfire on the street in the south, and the fire cavalry led by Qi Wei also arrived.

"Haha, General Qi is also here, this kid is a dog and a tartar, he can't run anymore, I'm also relieved."

After speaking, Zhao Zilong breathed a sigh of relief and passed out.

"Quick, send General Zhao down to heal his wounds, and you must save General Zhao. The others, with Ben will kill! ”

At this time, the Han Tong Department that came from the north and the Qi Wei Department who killed from the south attacked from both sides, completely blocking more than 2,000 Tartars on this long street of several hundred meters.

"Damn, how could this be!" Batu yelled unwillingly, he still couldn't kill it.

However, Batu may also surrender, because he knows that the White Dragon Army will not leave them prisoners, and if he is captured by the White Dragon Army, he will definitely die.

Moreover, the pride of being a Tartar general also made Batu not allow himself to surrender, and he had to make the last struggle.

"Everyone get off their horses and enter this compound, quick!"

Immediately, Batu ordered all his more than 2,000 cavalry to dismount and hide in a mansion on this street.

This is the mansion of a wealthy merchant in Zhuozhou City, which happened to be on this prosperous main road, and was favored by Batu at this time and selected as his last place of dying struggle.

In this way, Batu gave up the opportunity to break through and chose to fight because he knew that he could not break through.

He wanted to pull some White Dragon Army soldiers on his back before he died.

"Hey, this dog Tartar, I've already chosen a grave for myself in advance!"

When Han Tong saw these two thousand Tartar soldiers, one by one, give up their war horses and hide in this rich merchant's mansion, he said with a sneer.

"Old Han, what's going on with the decisive signal flare just now?"

At this time, Qi Wei also rode over and joined Han Tong and them.

As soon as he came up, Qi Wei didn't care about this Tartar team, in Qi Wei's opinion, this Tartar was already a dead man, what he cared about was who shot the seven decisive signal flares just now.

"Old Qi, you're here."

Immediately, Han Tong briefly told Qi Wei about their previous situation in the city.

After Qi Wei heard this, he also blamed himself: "It's all my fault, not only did I not keep this dog Tartar cavalry outside the city, but I also delayed it for a long time in the city."

I'll go see Zilong, and the war here will be handled by you, and don't let go of any of the Tartars inside. ”

"Don't worry, old Qi, I'll leave it to me here."

Qi Wei went to see Zhao Zilong, and he loved Zhao Zilong, who had just turned twenty years old and was the youngest general in the White Dragon Army, Qi Wei, Han Tong and other generals of the White Dragon Army very much.

Qi Wei and Han Tong have always cared for Zhao Zilong as a younger brother, watched him grow up, and slowly took charge of himself.

Therefore, Qi Wei really didn't want to see Zhao Zilong have an accident at this time.

With Haziye being killed, the other Tartars fled from the city, and now the two thousand Tartars of Batu are the last Tartars left in Zhuozhou City.

As for the other remnants and scattered small groups of Tartars in the city, at this time, they either received the news and fled, or they were surrounded and killed by other small groups of the White Dragon Army scattered in the city, and they couldn't set off a big wave.

It can be said that at this time, Zhuozhou City was once again controlled by the White Dragon Army, except for Han Tong's side to besiege this last Tartar man.

The White Dragon soldiers and horses in other urban areas are rescuing the people, counting the spoils of war, imprisoning prisoners, and cleaning up the battlefield.

"General Qi."

"No need to salute, how is General Zhao?"

Qi Wei soon rushed over, and the White Dragon Army set up a military medical hall in a courtyard and asked a military medical officer.

After hearing Qi Wei's inquiry, the middle-aged medical officer's face was not very good, and he sighed and said, "General Zhao is not in a good condition, and he has fallen into a coma at this time.

He had more than 20 wounds, large and small, and had lost too much blood, the most serious of which were four wounds on his left shoulder, back, right abdomen and chest.

The wounds on the left shoulder and right abdomen, distributed as knife wounds and gunshot wounds, have now been sterilized and bandaged by his subordinates.

But the trouble was the arrow wounds on his back and chest, especially the one in his chest, which was very close to his heart.

The subordinates did not dare to draw arrows rashly, otherwise the heart would be involved, and it would be over.

His subordinates' medical skills are limited, and they can't pull out such arrows.

For the sake of safety, it is best to invite my master here, so that the chance of General Zhao being rescued can be increased to at least seventy percent. ”

"Then the general will send someone to find the lord and bring the old doctor Han."

"The general must be fast, with the current state of General Zhao, he can only hold out for two days, and in these two days, his subordinates will try their best to protect General Zhao's life."

"Not as much as possible, but by all means. Ben will send someone to go. After speaking, Qi Wei quickly left the military medical hall.

(End of chapter)