"Wow! Wow! ”

The river washed over the one-person-tall lang flowers washed down from the swim, and the water splashed everywhere, filled with a chill that penetrated the heart.

With a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of soldiers disappeared.

Pan Qingyang looked back at the Taiping soldiers who had already crossed the shore and found that the number of soldiers was still four or five thousand, far more than the Qing army in front. However, most of the soldiers had already died in the river, and they did not know where they would be washed away, nor did they know if they would die in the belly of the fish. Pan Qingyang stared at the splashing river, and felt both angry and helpless in his heart.

Avenge! Avenge!

Pan Qingyang roared angrily in his heart, pulled out the sword at his waist, and pointed at the Qing army in front of him.

"We are more than the Qing army to avenge the death of our brothers!"

Pan Qingyang Jianfeng pointed out, he thought that the soldiers would immediately rush to kill the enemy, but he found that the soldiers were cowering one by one, and even kicked back, already afraid of the Qing army in front. This situation made Pan Qingyang even more angry. When Smith saw it, he sneered again and again, and the Taiping army in front of him was already frightened, and even if he wanted to charge, he would consider whether there would be an ambush.

Smith raised his gun and pointed at the Taiping army and yelled, "Raise your gun!" ”

In an instant, more than 2,000 soldiers were all Taiping soldiers who raised their guns and aimed at the shore.

"Shoot!"

While the Taiping soldiers were still hesitating, Smith decisively gave the order to shoot.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!! ”

Gunshots rang out one after another, and a particle shot out of the air and shot directly at the body of the Taiping soldier. In an instant, the bullets entered the body, and one by one the soldiers fell to the ground, rolling and wailing. Pan Qingyang was riding on the horse, and the body was not shot in the crotch, but the war horse was shot five times in a row.

The warhorse's head, neck, thighs, and chest were all shot and fell to the ground.

Pan Qingyang fell down with it, but this time he didn't have the luck of one time. When the cattle charged before, Pan Qingyang's war horse under his crotch was just paralyzed on the ground, so Pan Qingyang was not affected. Now, unlike the war horse, he fell to the left, and the moment his huge body landed, it actually pressed Pan Qingyang's left leg.

"Click!"

The leg bone was broken, Pan Qingyang opened his mouth and howled, screaming in pain.

"Protect me, help me up!"

Pan Qingyang made a gesture of his hand, and the guards around him immediately protected Pan Qingyang. Two of the soldiers began to move the body of the war horse, trying to move the war horse away from Pan Qingyang's left leg. But in the process of moving, his hands were stained with blood, and he had just pulled up the body of the war horse, and his hand slipped, and the body of the war horse fell down again, pressing on Pan Qingyang's fractured thigh.

"Ahh

Pan Qingyang screamed again, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body trembled.

When Pan Qingyang was in pain, Smith had already let the soldiers shoot wave after wave, constantly shooting the soldiers under Pan Qingyang's command. Under the fierce and cruel firepower, the Taiping soldiers scattered like birds and beasts, unable to stop the strength to resist, and also fled towards the swimming and downstream of the Wangyu River.

Pan Qingyang knew that there must be a Qing army in You, and shouted: "You have ambush soldiers to go downstream, go downstream, go downstream." With the support of the soldiers, Pan Qingyang got rid of the war horse with difficulty and tiptoed downstream.

Seeing this, the corners of Smith's mouth hooked into a sneer.

He and Lu Shaochuan laid two ambushes, and they took great pains to take Pan Qingyang in one fell swoop, how could they easily let Pan Qingyang leave? Smith ordered the soldiers in the army to bayonet and led the army to cover the kill. The two sides fought at close range, and the Taiping army had no intention of fighting, and they were defeated again and again, and they were already unable to form an army.

Pan Qingyang fled with the support of the soldiers, and thought more about it in his heart.

What should I do if the army fails and goes back?

As soon as he thought of this, Pan Qingyang's heart was dripping blood, and he didn't know how to face Qin Rigang. Pan Qingyang's eyes glanced at the river on his left hand side, and he suddenly had an urge to jump into the river. When Pan Qingyang thought about it more, he felt that he admired Li Xiucheng's courage. Because Li Xiucheng lost 3,000 soldiers for the first time and returned to Changshu County for the second time, he lost 10,000 elites and returned to Changshu County.

When it was his turn, he really didn't know how to face Qin Rigang.

Suicide is a hundred!

The idea of suicide was constantly swirling in Pan Qingyang's mind, and it was constantly growing. Pan Qingyang's heart gradually became negative, and he felt that he would not face Qin Rigang if he died, and he would not be humiliated if he died.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Pan Qingyang stopped and stopped walking.

"General, the Qing army is chasing after you, and if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave, so hurry up! When we returned to Changshu County, we met with Yanwang and immediately returned to Nanjing. If you fail this time, you will fight again in the future, anyway, there is Li Xiucheng as a lesson from the past. ”

The soldier who was supporting Pan Qingyang next to him hurriedly persuaded.

"Where else can you go? I lost the 40,000 elites of the prince, and I can't go back if I go back. Pan Qingyang's eyes were in a trance, and his mind was even more blank, only thinking of suicide.

"The general is not afraid of no firewood to stay in the green mountains!"

At this time, another soldier who was supporting Pan Qingyang persuaded again.

Pan Qingyang still shook his head, feeling that he really didn't have Li Xiucheng's ability and couldn't face Qin Rigang. Pan Qingyang took a deep breath and said directly: "Let's go, run away, run as far as you can." Remember, don't fight against Li Zhen's army in the future, you can't win, you really can't win! Speaking of this, Pan Qingyang couldn't cry with tears in his eyes.

The two soldiers who were supporting Pan Qingyang looked at each other, nodded, and let go of Pan Qingyang in unison.

"Run!"

One of the soldiers shouted, and both soldiers spread their feet at the same time and fled.

"Smack!"

Pan Qingyang lost the support of the soldiers, his left foot was unstable, his center of gravity was unbalanced, and he fell directly to the ground, grinning in pain. Pan Qingyang instinctively wanted to reprimand the fleeing soldiers, but he thought that he was a dying man, so he laughed at himself, struggled to stand up, and limped towards the river. Thousands of Taiping soldiers were scurrying around, but all the Taiping soldiers were only concerned about themselves, and they were all running forward for their lives, and no one stayed to stop Pan Qingyang.

How sad! How sad!

Pan Qingyang didn't have time to deal with it, just thinking about dying.

"Bang!!"

Suddenly, a gunshot sounded, and a bloody hole appeared in the back of Pan Qingyang's head.

Red blood gushed from his head.

Pan Qingyang lost his mind for a while, and felt that his body was beginning to lose control, but his head still struggled to turn back, but unfortunately before he could turn his head, his body fell forward and fell to the ground. The body shook twice, and then it didn't move. The number one general under Qin Rigang originally dreamed of defeating Li Zhen and overpowering Li Xiucheng, but he was defeated in consecutive battles.

In the end, it was impossible to even commit suicide by jumping into the river with a single shot.

Lu Shaochuan came out with his soldiers and joined the more than 2,000 soldiers led by Smith. After the two armies merged, they once again began to cover up the fleeing Taiping army on a large scale. More than 40,000 Taiping soldiers were chased by 3,000 elites led by Lu Shaochuan and Smith, and countless people were killed and wounded, and less than 2,000 actually escaped.

Pan Qingyang was killed, and the 40,000 army was wiped out, but Qin Rigang, who was far away in Changshu County, was still doing beauty and dreaming of catching Li Zhen. But Qin Rigang didn't know that Li Zhen was already planning to deal with him.

ps: Fifth Shift; There is a sixth watch in the evening; Recommended fantasy books: "No Holy Lord" is an absolute fantasy classic worth a look.