As soon as he heard that Shunzhi was going to surrender, Wu Yuewang couldn't help but laugh. Two years ago, when he put on heavy armor in Wanxian County and followed the prince of Shu to face the army of the traitor Tan Yi, he didn't dare to think that there would be such a day - it was the prince of Shu! Although Captain Zhou insisted on saying that the King of Shaoshu was the third prince because of his selfishness, everyone still discovered the true identity of the King of Shaoshu under the leadership of the bright-eyed Captain Li; In addition to Captain Zhou, Zhao Qianhu also wanted to confuse the topic many times for some reason - Wu Yuewang respected Zhao Qianhu and Captain Zhou very much, and could understand their difficulties, but he definitely would not misunderstand the secret background of the Admiral because of his respect for them.

The Son of Heaven abandoned the country, the society will fall, and even the old Marquis Tan Wen died in the hands of traitors, with the growth of knowledge in the past two years, Wu Yuewang also felt more and more afraid of it, as if the moment when the King of Shaoshu was born, the foundation of the Ming Dynasty and the country of the Han people had reached the last moment. But only two years later, the chieftain of Jianyu surrendered and begged for his life, although Wu Yuewang, as a confidant officer, had heard Deng Ming repeatedly say that this battle was only a reversal rather than an end, and that it would be important but it would never end the war, but Wu Yuewang still felt as if he was dreaming. The most regrettable thing for him was that Captain Li was not here, and he was not able to see the scene of the Tartar Emperor's surrender with his own eyes. Well, there is also Zhao Qianhu, although he is not a Sichuan army but a western thief, but in addition to the admiral, Wu Yuewang's admiration for Zhao Qianhu is second only to Captain Li, and it seems to be a little higher than Captain Zhou.

Full of joy and the thoughts that came one after another, Wu Yuewang, who was in charge of the frontal defense of the camp gate, did not order his subordinates to prepare for surrender at the first moment. After learning that Deng Ming rejected the other party's request for surrender, Wu Yuewang's satisfaction did not diminish in the slightest, in his opinion, the other party was already a lamb to the slaughter, whether Deng Ming accepted surrender or not, there was no doubt about the destruction of the Praetorian Guard, and it was not difficult.

Wu Yuewang's surrounding Wu Baoping, Jiang Nan, Hu Litao and others reacted similarly. It was the work of the auxiliaries to resume the attack, and they would continue to come forward to fire arrows and throw stones, and the soldiers did not receive the order to participate in the attack, and they could enjoy the joy of victory for a little longer - victory was indeed early, but there was no suspense.

Zheng Yaojun, who had been on a mission in Jiang Nan's team since he left Chengdu, also sank into reverie with his companions in the standing army, just now they watched the Praetorian Guard's envoy pass by the front of the formation, and watched him flee into the camp gate in a hurry.

"When Zhang Shangshu learns the news, he will be very happy." This thought suddenly popped up in the hearts of many former Zhejiang soldiers. Defected to Zhoushan, and then fought hard for many years in the eastern Zhejiang army, which lacked food and clothing, and a year ago under the persuasion of Zhang Shangshu, everyone followed Deng Ming to Sichuan and fought repeatedly along the Yangtze River. Today, I finally stand here and share the supreme glory of a brilliant victory. Although Zheng Yaojun was already confident of victory before the battle, the confidence before the battle and seeing the victory with his own eyes were completely different. Under normal circumstances, at this time, the soldiers would come forward to supervise the disarming of the prisoners and force them to crouch down with their heads in their hands, which was the key training content in the Ming army. But today, the senior officers were in a trance and did not give orders at the first moment, while Zheng Yaojun, the soldiers of the standing army, were also in a daze and did not make any tactical moves.

Although the officers and men of the standing standing with the strictest training and the most outstanding discipline were able to stick to their posts without moving, they were all excited; The conscripts, on the other hand, began to talk excitedly, and everyone was overjoyed, and those who had already imagined that the war would end today laughed heartily - isn't the struggle for supremacy the struggle for that throne? The thief of the throne has been captured, and won't the war end?

As for the more restrained auxiliaries, the army was even more crowded, and many people rushed forward when they heard that the Tartar Emperor was going to come out and surrender, wanting to see with their own eyes how the Tartar Emperor looked different from ordinary people. Just as under the city of Chenggao thousands of years ago, when the stand-in of Han Taizu went out of the city and surrendered, the soldiers of the Chu army who had fought hard for many years were ecstatic, rushing to the banner and chariot of the king of Han. As a result, Han Taizu escaped lightly from the originally besieged Chenggao City, not only did he remain unharmed, but also took away his most important staff and officer corps.

Compared with the Chu army around Chenggao, the Ming army is now facing a stronger enemy, and the war lasts longer, and the shape is far from being comparable to the Chu army, but it is full of dangers, and the Praetorian Guard is still struggling to resist. Today's Ming army is even more excited than the Chu army a thousand years ago, if it weren't for Deng Ming's refusal of the other party's request, but agreed to the Janissaries to surrender out of the camp, I am afraid that a large number of soldiers of the Ming army would also rush up and rush to the side of the yellow-robed Tartar Emperor for a carnival.

After Deng Ming rejected the other party's request for surrender, the order of the Ming army did not improve immediately, and when the Praetorian Guards began to come out of the camp gate, many auxiliary soldiers pointed out and discussed, wanting to get closer to see the true face of Shunzhi - until this time, there were still many people who did not know that Deng Ming had rejected the other party's request, and mistakenly thought that this was the beginning of the surrender ceremony.

When Deng Ming gave the order to attack, only the person closest to the position of General Deng Ming's banner among the auxiliaries received the commander's order in time, but even these closest auxiliaries were still a little dazed when the heralds and officers shouted to them - didn't the emperor have already surrendered, why did he attack? But since the attack is ordered, let's start attacking.

"It's a sham!" A herald who rushed over yelled at Jiang Nan, pointing at the Praetorian Guards who were leaving the camp and shouted, "The Admiral orders to start attacking immediately!" ”

"Ahh Jiang Nan woke up like a dream, the smile on his face had not completely disappeared, and sweat began to ooze under the helmet. He turned around urgently and shouted to the officers and soldiers behind him with all his might: "Tartar surrender, prepare for war!" Prepare for battle! ”

The anxious shouts of the commander and the herald woke up more and more Ming soldiers, and Zheng Yaojun hurriedly took out a crossbow arrow from the quiver, mounted the crossbow machine, and began to wind it as fast as possible - after the night attack, all the crossbowmen never wound the crossbow machine again. There was no need for this when the enemy was still hiding in the battalion, and if the enemy showed signs of breaking through, they would have had complete time to complete their readiness under normal circumstances. But now that the enemy had not only opened the gates of the camp, but hundreds of them had already come out of it, the crossbowmen were not ready, but were completely immersed in the joy of victory.

When Zheng Yaojun had just put the strings full, there was already a shout in front of him, and he raised his head and saw that his eyes were full of bright sword light, and the Praetorian Guards had already launched a charge.

Hurriedly raised the crossbow machine, Zheng Yaojun had no time to aim, he could only pull the trigger by feeling, and the crossbow arrow went out of the string and shot at the enemy horse, only to stick to the opponent's helmet. Zheng Yaojun took a step back and saw the cavalry rushing straight towards him, and at this moment, Zheng Yaojun almost dropped the crossbow machine while touching the long dagger at his waist with one hand.

Rushing from behind was a man with a spear, a soldier of the standing army, who skillfully stabbed out his spear and blocked the way of the Praetorian Guard knights. While the Praetorian Guard's mounts avoided the spears, Zheng Yaojun was able to take a step back, retreat under the cover of his fellow crossbowmen with the other crossbowmen, and begin to wind the crossbow again.

The brave Ming pikemen who met them did not encounter continuous attacks, and the Praetorian Guards who hurriedly launched a charge also followed each other, and the distance between them was still very large, and when the previous Praetorian Guard knights rode their horses and prepared to attack again, more Ming soldiers had already run up, shoulder to shoulder, ready to resist the onslaught of the Praetorian Guards.

In the blink of an eye, some of the Praetorian Guards were stabbed from their horses, and several of the fallen Imperial Guards stood up, either protected by their armor from spears or thrown off because their mounts were wounded. The lineup of the Ming army was not stable, there was a large gap in it, and the Praetorian Guards did not hesitate to draw their swords and rush into the formation and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Ming soldiers.

Not to be outdone, the Ming soldiers who were attacked also fought with swords and guns, and the two sides fought in groups in twos and threes, and from time to time the Praetorian Guards collided with people and horses. At this time, Zheng Yaojun had just put on the second arrow, when he saw a Praetorian Guard soldier holding a long sword high and rushing towards the Ming army. The young Praetorian Guard's mount was stabbed in the front leg with a spear, and when the mount fell, it threw its master forward and threw it directly into the Ming army's position. The Praetorian Guards who were thrown off their horses were dizzy, but at this time many Praetorian Guards had already rushed into the formation, and the formation of the Ming army was loose, and no one made up for him in time. After getting up from the ground, the Praetorian Guard slashed at several Ming crossbowmen in front of him with red eyes.

Zheng Yaojun took aim, and Songxian shot a second arrow, and the crossbow arrow failed to hit the joint of the enemy's neck armor and helmet, but was nailed between the shoulder armor and neck armor of the Praetorian Guard. This Praetorian Guard was hit by the momentum, his body froze, his eyes turned from the original Ming army to Zheng Yaojun's face, and the four eyes looked at each other for a moment, the Praetorian Guard roared angrily, changed the course and rushed towards Zheng Yaojun.

Zheng Yaojun waved his hand and smashed the crossbow machine into the other party's face.

"If only there was a bird's gun." In the flash of light, Zheng Yaojun once again began to miss the traditional weapons of the Zhejiang soldiers. When he saw the Praetorian Guards attacking the Mongols with this weapon just now, he thought that he must ask the commander for one after the battle, and if he used a bird gun instead of a crossbow machine, then this blow just now would definitely have taken the opponent's life.

When the Praetorian Guard raised his arm to block the flying crossbow, Zheng Yaojun had already drawn his long dagger and jumped towards the enemy whose vision was blocked, he stretched out his arm and stabbed the dagger into the opponent's throat with all his might, but at the last moment the opponent used his long sword to pull away. After blocking the dagger that shimmered in cold light, less than an inch from his throat, the Praetorian Guard also broke out in a cold sweat. It was the first time he went to the battlefield, and he encountered such a thrill!

When the Praetorian Guard was about to fight back, Yu Guang saw another dagger stabbing from the side, and he instinctively raised his hand to block it - it was another Zhedong crossbowman, this crossbowman held the hilt of the knife with both hands, poured all the impact power into the tip of the dagger, and instantly pierced the palm of the Praetorian Guard, and then pierced the cheek of the Praetorian Guard, nailing the enemy's palm to his face.

"Thank you!" After the crossbowman stabbed the Praetorian Guard to death with a dagger, he immediately gave a polite hello to Zheng Yaojun. He was the first target locked by this Praetorian Guard, just now he had already thrown down the crossbow machine and was ready to fight hand-to-hand, but before the long dagger could be pulled out, the opponent's long sword stabbed in front of him, and at this time, Zheng Yaojun's crossbow arrow hit the other party.