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Seeing that the gate of the top village of Xiping Mountain had been opened, Zhao Changshou immediately strode forward.

Li Shouzhong, who had been standing next to him, saw this, took the loaded musket in his hand, and followed closely with other musketeers pretending to be soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner.

Zhang Tianbao also led three other grenadiers who had changed into Zhenglan Banner uniforms, holding a torch in one hand and pressing the grenade bag on his waist with the other, and followed quickly.

Grenadiers use air generals, or grenades, as their main combat weapon, and they carry two more pieces of air general equipment, or grenade bags, than others.

There were five grenades in the hand grenade pouch on his chest, and five more on his left and right waists, for a total of fifteen grenades.

They carry ten more flying generals than the average musketeer.

However, it was said that Zhao Changshou strode to the gate of the village, and at this time, the gate of the village was already open. He turned around and shouted "Hurry up" and rushed over.

"Hey, brother Changshou, the door has been opened for you, why are you so anxious? - Oh! No, no, there are enemies in the woods below, close the door quickly, close the door quickly!"

However, it was too late to close the door at this point.

Not to mention that Zhao Changshou, Li Shouzhong, Zhang Tianbao and others had already rushed into the village gate, Yang Zhen and the others had also rushed out of the woods while Zhao Changshou shouted "Quickly".

Zhang Guogan, who had been unable to control his temper for a long time, took the lead. After a few ups and downs, he rushed to the open door with a loud voice.

"Zhao Changshou, are you going to rebel? Is your master going to rebel?!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"--Oh--"

The gatekeeper who had been talking to Zhao Changshou before was scolding Zhao Changshou at a loss when he was unexpectedly targeted by four musketeers including Li Shouzhong who were closely following Zhao Changshou and fired their respective flintlock muskets.

I don’t know who was hit by the lead bullet. Anyway, the gatekeeper who had been shouting loudly screamed with the explosion of the musket and fell down the mountain from the watchtower inside the village gate.

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At the same time, Zhang Tianbao and his three carefully selected men also threw the first wave of grenades after entering the Pingshan Mountain Camp at other camp guards who came after hearing the news.

Accompanied by a rumble of explosions, the camp guards who had gathered not far from the village gate were blown up and staggered, scurrying away with their heads in their hands.

"Li Shouzhong, you lead this sentry and ask Zhao Changshou to lead the way, and quickly go capture Yue Le, the Mantatar man who is a mountain shellfish!"

"Zhang Tianbao, Zhang Guogan, you two each lead your troops and quickly seize the Dongzhai Gate. Don't let the enemies in the camp escape!"

Yang Zhen followed Zhang Guogan's team, rushing up while issuing new orders one after another.

Now that the camp gate has been broken, the first step has been achieved. The next step is to capture Yue Le and eliminate all enemies in the camp.

"As you command!"

"Got the order!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Tianbao, who was leading the grenadiers at the front, and Zhang Guogan, who was leading the musketeers at the front, heard Yang Zhen's shouts and both received orders and stopped chasing the fleeing men in the camp.

He didn't think so, but went straight to the Dongzhai Gate opposite the camp.

Li Shouzhong, who was holding Zhao Changshou hostage and chasing down the enemies around him who dared to resist with a bayonet, suddenly came to his senses and pulled Zhao Changshou out of contact with the enemies around him.

While blowing the iron whistle hanging from his neck, he shouted to greet the musketeers at his post. Under the leadership of Zhao Changshou, he rushed towards the largest certain tent in the northeastern corner.

Although the terrain of Xiping Mountain is very steep and difficult to defend, in the camp on the top of the mountain, it is quite flat.

The flat top of Xiping Mountain is like a large millstone descending from the sky, spread flat on Xiping Mountain.

There is neither a larger mountain top nor a larger forest within a few miles of the top of the mountain.

Within the entire camp on the top of the mountain, apart from the sparsely distributed tents and stables and warehouses built of wood, there was no place where they could shield themselves and block the enemy.

Of course, the most important problem in the entire mountaintop camp was that the guards in charge of the camp, Aha, not only did not expect anyone to attack, but they also had little ability to resist in the face of the sudden enemy.

These servants, Aha, used to follow their respective masters and were used to fighting with favorable winds.

In the past, what they did on the battlefield was mainly to transport food and grass for their respective masters, pack clothes and armor, feed horses, and take care of the looted trophies.

They were used to seeing enemies fleeing upon hearing the news, and seeing enemies collapse at the first touch, but they had rarely encountered face to face the powerful and fearless troops that Yang Zhen brought to their camp.

Not to mention the powerful blasting tubes, the lead bullets fired from the flintlock guns and the scattered projectiles sprayed after the flying generals exploded had them screaming and running away.

Some people who were smart and saw the opportunity early simply did not fight or run, and faced the troops brought in by Yang Zhen, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

As for the wounded Tatar soldiers lying in various tents, who were either half dead or moaning in pain, they had no power to resist and could only lie down and wait for death.

After following the large team into the camp on the top of the mountain, Yang Zhen only fired one shot, killing a Tatar who rushed near him like a headless fly, and then handed over the task of commanding the battle to Zhang Chen.

As for himself, under the escort of a row of musketeers arranged by Xu Tingxuan and Zhang Chen, he followed the musketeers and grenadier wall commanded by Zhang Chen, advancing from southwest to northeast as if strolling in a courtyard.

At the same time, he also commanded the musketeers of the escort team around him to execute the enemies missed by Zhang Chen's troops or those that were not killed with additional shots or knives.

The battle in the camp at the top of Xiping Mountain lasted only half an hour and was not a fierce battle. There was no organized resistance in the camp.

With such a terrain, it is very difficult for people outside to attack, but it is also very difficult for people inside to escape.

Some of the soldiers, Aha, who climbed over the log fence of the camp and tried to escape, also fell to their death at the foot of the hundred-foot cliff surrounding Xiping Mountain.

What comes next is slaughter, not fighting.

At least for Yang Zhen, holding a musket with a bayonet, threatening the two Tatars who knelt down to surrender, dragging the Man Tatars who had lost the ability to resist due to injuries from their tents, and then cutting off their heads, this is not

fighting.

This is just a follow-up measure to clean up the battlefield after the battle.

When they first entered Xu on February 22, the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, the shelling from the direction of Fuzhou City stopped, and the fighting in the Manchu Tatar Xipingshan Camp or the Xipingshan Wounded Soldiers Camp was completely over.

Yang Zhen was in a brightly lit tall tent in the northeast corner of the Xipingshan camp when he saw Gushanbeizi Yuele, whose hands and feet were tied and thrown to the ground.

At this time, Yue Le was indeed still a baby, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate appearance, but his body was very thin under the splendid clothes and jade belt.

But even so, Yang Zhen could already see that this Yue Le would never be a good person in the future.

At this moment, the battle in the camp has ended, and no one has escaped.

The troops under Yue Le's command in the camp, except for the 271 soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner, Aha Ertazi, were spared death because they surrendered quickly enough and were determined enough to massacre the wounded Manta soldiers for Yang Zhen's troops.

In addition, more than 800 wounded Tatar soldiers and more than 300 servants Aha who guarded the camp and tended to the wounded soldiers were all beheaded.

A total of 1,218 heads with money rat tails were cut off by the surrendered servants, Aha, and piled up in front of the tent where Yue Le was, but Yue Le did not show any fear.

Lying on the ground, he looked at Yang Zhen with only splitting anger and infinite resentment.

"Are you Abatai's fourth son Yue Le?"

Yang Zhen came to Yue Le's tent, sat down on the couch facing north and south, crossed his legs, and talked to Yue Le with great interest.

Although Yang Zhen already knew that he was Yue Le, he was still a little surprised when he looked like a young man.

After all, he is a boy of fifteen or sixteen, so how can Abatai trust him to take charge of Xiping Mountain?

Even if Abate is a bit muddled, how can someone like Dorgon agree?

Therefore, Yang Zhen still wanted to confirm the young man's identity from his own words.

However, Yue Le just looked at him fiercely, without any other reaction or speaking.

"Haha, whether you understand me or not, I have to tell you that I was the one who killed your brother Bolo in Gaizhou City! And I can also tell you now that I will kill your whole family in the future.

It’s probably me who belongs to your entire clan!”

Yang Zhen looked at Yue Le with a smile and said this to him with a smile.

"Of course, I may not do it myself, but in the future, it may be anyone in this big tent who kills your whole family and your entire clan for me."

Having said this, Yang Zhen thought that this Yue Le might really not understand Chinese, so he turned around and found Zhao Changshou standing in the corner of the tent, and said to Zhao Changshou:

"Zhao Changshou, translate what I just said to him in Mandarin. Don't miss a word!"

"I obey, little one!"

When Yang Zhen was talking to Yue Le, he was smiling the whole time, but the words he said made Zhao Changshou shudder.

He had no way to turn back now. Faced with Yang Zhen's order, he did not dare to hesitate at all.

However, when he was about to translate Yang Zhen's words to Yue Le, he saw Yue Le turning his head and coughing, and spitting at him with all his strength.

Although Yue Le's spit didn't spit on him, it made Zhao Changshou feel ashamed and helpless in front of everyone.

Facing a noble person like Yue Le, Zhao Changshou felt inexplicably uneasy.

Especially in the past, Zhao Changshou did not even dare to take a breath in front of such a noble person.

Today, seeing with his own eyes the tall and lofty Mr. Gushan Beizi lying at his feet in such a state of embarrassment gave him an inexplicable sense of joy.

When he saw that Yue Le hated him so much, he felt angry and said: "Captain, this little Manta is the fourth son of Abatai, Yue Le. He understands Chinese. He understands everything the governor just said."
Chapter completed!