Looking from the head of Fushun Pass, there were crowds of people, and there were Qing troops in red clothes and red armor everywhere. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThey are coming towards Fushun Pass, as if they are fighting for one lamb after another to be slaughtered.

The soldiers of the 39th Regiment at the head of the city poured fire one after another. However, no matter how fast the rate of fire is, it can't stop the endless crowds.

Under the continuous offensive of the Qing army, which seemed to be endless, the Qing people quickly broke through the moat, and then poured up to the city. The rolling stone sassalwood vanished after an hour.

The only Franc cannon was hot, and the last shell was fired and exploded with a bang.

The sound of the platoon guns began to fade away.

The rate of fire of the ZTE rifle is already very fast, and the soldiers have unleashed their potential, and the sound of intensive shooting is incessant. However, there are too many enemies.

So many that just one person was shot, and soon another person rushed over the fallen corpse to the head of the city. There were fewer and fewer means of defending the city, and more and more siege ladders were erected.

Qi Shan understood that if such a trend could not be interrupted, then the fall of Fushun Pass would be a matter of time.

But......

"Fight with the dog Tartar!" Suddenly, at the top of the city, a soldier rushed over, hugged a Qing army officer who had climbed the city, fell off the city wall, and fell to the ground. The three-zhang high city wall and the steep terrain, after rolling down in a circle, it was the blood of the flesh and blood knocked out on the solid stones along the way, and the red made Qi Shan's heart tremble.

"Brothers...... If the eldest husband can die on the battlefield, he will die as he deserves...... The regimental headquarters guard company, all of them, follow me! Qi Shan roared angrily and walked towards the gate of the urn city with the last two hundred people.

……

Looking at the frenzied eyes of the soldiers, Fude felt a kind of fear.

It's as if I'm going to be devoured here. Fude looked left and right, trying to move away with the little strength he had. The heavy armor was draped over his body, accompanied by three layers of silk inside, making Fude feel that he was carrying a mountain on his body.

The thin body and poor food made Fude's physical strength quickly consumed, and the panting that had just rested and relieved became more intense, like an old bellows.

At the same time, the left and right armies on the side of the Manchurian army suddenly separated by a road.

In the middle, an even more powerful and majestic army appeared.

Everyone looked over, but they were even more excited.

"It's Aobai!"

"Ao Bai led us to attack the city! Baturu, Baturu, Baturu! ”

"Baturu!"

……

Countless cheers rang out, Ao Bai looked at this scene, slightly proud, he looked at the sparse Ming soldiers in the city, and laughed: "Step on the smooth pass and return to Shengjing City!" ”

"Step on the smooth pass and return to Shengjing City!"

"Step on the smooth pass and return to Shengjing City!"

……

Countless slogans resounded, and in an instant, Ao Bai personally led his troops and horses to charge and ascend the city.

Along the way, if Ao Bai had the help of God, after rushing up the ladder, it only took three or five breaths to rush to the city. After gaining a firm foothold in the city, Ao Bai laughed and was full of spirit: "Nikans, suffer death!" ”

After that, Ao Bai waved the long knife in his hand and smashed into the Ming army array. Behind him, the figures of countless Qing soldiers following Ao Bai spilled towards the city like a flood.

In front of Aobai's eyes, a Qing army walked down the outer city and rushed towards the inside of the urn city.

Inside, more than 300 people just rushed out. It was the defeated Ming army. However, behind this Ming army, Qi Shan lined up with more than 200 soldiers who seemed to have spare strength and erected the fire guns in their hands.

The firelight flashed, and Ao Bai was not afraid.

In front of him, countless Qing soldiers fell to the ground. However, more Qing soldiers poured in.

"Step on the smooth pass and return to Shengjing City!"

……

Countless cheers rang out, as if they saw the scene of returning to Shenyang and snatching more gold, silver, jewelry, slaves and maids.

Hundreds of Ming troops competently re-aligned, ready to shoot with guns.

At this time, Ao Bai waved his hand lightly and freely.

At the head of the city, the Qing soldiers who were ready at some point stretched out their bows and waited for arrows. In an instant, a rain of arrows poured down, disrupting the Ming army's queue a little.

A scream sounded, and many Ming soldiers were hit by arrows.

The platoon began to shake slightly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ao Bai laughed loudly: "Rush! ”

The sound of all kinds of ghosts crying and howling wolves resounded in the sky at this moment.

Qi Shan gritted his teeth, looked at the tired and resolute eyes of the soldiers around him, and calmly straightened his clothes: "Brothers, do you remember the song I taught you when I joined the army?" ”

"Let's sing this song again before we attack!" Qi Shan said, while directing the soldiers to re-rely on the urn city array, he cleared his throat and slowly sang a song.

If Da Ming is calling you, the hot-blooded man will carry the gun

Drink this bowl of wine from home,

Gone are the strong men.

Rolling Yellow River, surging Yangtze River,

Give me life, give me strength.

……

The red flag flutters, the military horn sounds,

The sword is unsheathed, thunder and lightning flash,

It has always been a narrow road where the brave wins.

Forward, forward,

Forward, forward,

……

The red flag flutters, the military horn sounds,

The sword is unsheathed, thunder and lightning flash,

It has always been a narrow road where the brave wins.

Forward, forward,

……

"Ming soldiers, attack!" Qi Shan didn't know that this song was a song hummed by Zhu Cihong from the bright sword of the later generations.

At this moment, he only felt that the blood in his chest was boiling. At this moment, he forgot about death and forgot to retreat. He forgot about the enemy in front of him who was enough to crush him in numbers.

He led the last two hundred soldiers of the regimental headquarters and the guard company, and made the strongest note.

"Attack!"

……

The Ming army resolutely launched a charge from the corner of the urn city towards the seemingly infinite Qing army like an ant colony.

Ao Bai looked at the lonely attacking Ming army in front of him, and there was a slight brightness in his eyes: "Unexpectedly, there are still a few hard bones here in the Ming people." Get out of the way left and right, I'll give them a decent way to die! ”

After saying that, Ao Bai lifted the spear, slightly clamped the horse's belly, and slowly accelerated and rushed towards Qishan.

At the head of the city, the Qing army saw Ao Bai personally going into battle, and hurriedly stopped the invading arrow rain in his hand, in case one accidentally injured their main general.

Seeing that the Qing people were like this, Qi Shan couldn't care about sighing in his heart, but the speed was getting faster and faster step by step. Then, a loud charge horn sounded, and bursts of shouts of killing resounded in the sky.

The 39th Regiment lined up to meet it and ran into the Qing army, which was several times its size.

Ao Bai stared at Qi Shan with a pair of eyes, and recognized that this was the main general of the other party, only to see him rush into the formation quickly, and the spear in his hand was swept away from the spear, and then quickly threw out the spear in his hand, and drew a mace on the horse.

The sound of the wind hunting with the thick mace waving in Aobai's hand was only three or five breaths, and the sound of dull fluttering and fluttering sounded like a watermelon was rotten.

The brains were shattered under the mace of Aobai.

Blood was sprinkling, red and white filled his eyes, Qi Shan's eyes didn't blink, he stared at Aobai, looking at this imposing, as if from the existence of the Great Demon King of Hell, he exhaled heavily: "Come on!" ”

After speaking, Qi Shan rushed forward with an arrow, dragging a glaive long knife and slashing away. (To be continued.) )