Wan Yunlong looked down, and Wang Wu's sword was completely broken into two pieces.

Panting heavily, he threw the broken knife at his feet.

The blade of the knife sank into the snow, making no sound, with only the hilt wrapped in red cloth exposed.

Looking back at the hundreds of rebel soldiers on the slope who had not yet had time to escape, Wang Wu kicked the heads of Wan Yunlong on the ground towards them: "Whoever surrenders will be spared death!"

The sound is like thunder.

He had already picked up a spear from the ground and held it firmly in his hand.

The spearhead was pointed directly at the group of terrified rebel soldiers.

He used a sword, but learned Liuhe marksmanship from his adoptive father Wang Deshun.

"Whoever surrenders will avoid death!"

When Zhang Pengyu, Zhao Jinzhong, Blind Wansi and other officers saw this, they couldn't help but shout together.

"Aba Aba!"

The mute Zhu San, who could not speak, also slashed his sword into the void, staring at the rebels with eager eyes.

"Reject or not!"

Ming soldiers who fought bloody battles rushed forward from all directions. As long as the rebel soldiers did not surrender, they would immediately rush forward and kill them all.

"..."

The rebel soldiers looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all so frightened that they didn't know what to do.

Some were as if they had cramps, staring blankly at the head of the deputy general who fell a few feet in front of them.

The spear in Wang Wu's hand has been raised slightly, and his patience is limited.

The battle is far from over!

The Lao Shun Army below is in urgent need of their support. If they delay for a moment on this slope, the Lao Shun Army below will have to pay a few more lives!

Therefore, he needs to quickly deal with this group of rebels.

"Reject or not!"

The Ming army shouted in unison again and advanced towards the rebels step by step.

Not only did the desperate aura not weaken, but it became even higher.

They won!

The rebels suddenly felt depressed. The death of Lieutenant General Wan made the group shaken and wanted to surrender. Just when someone was about to surrender, an officer suddenly raised his long sword and shouted at the crowd: "You are stupid, we are

I have already shaved my head and returned to the Qing Dynasty. If I surrender to the Ming army now, will I still have a way to survive in the future?"

After saying this, he pointed his long sword at the Ming and Qing parties who were fighting down the slope, gritted his teeth and said: "Did you see, our people are not defeated yet! Why don't you all follow me and fight with the Ming thieves? Even if you die, you can't harm your wife and children."

!”

Hearing this, the soldiers whose families were in the hands of the Qing army immediately hesitated, and then the surrender they had previously had disappeared, and their eyes actually looked like life would be worse than death.

At this moment, a man suddenly ran out from behind the rebel officer with a knife and chopped him to the ground. Then he slashed the officer's belly with several knives.

The soldier cursed every time he made a cut, but it was difficult to understand because he spoke a certain dialect.

The rebel officer was caught off guard and cut the soldier's intestines to pieces on the spot. He was rolling on the ground in pain and looked like he could not survive.

This scene happened so fast that everyone in the rebel army was shocked. No one stepped forward to stop them, allowing the soldier to hack the officer alive.

"Pooh!"

After chopping up the officer who stopped everyone from surrendering, the soldier turned around and looked at Wang Wu, who was covered in blood. After a few breaths, the man threw the bloody knife in his hand towards the ground and knelt down with a "plop".

He fell to the ground and said sincerely: "Jiang Tiancheng of Junzhou is willing to surrender as a general!"

Wang Wu's eyes flashed, and he looked intently at Jiang Tiancheng, half of his face was swollen.

This is a decisive person.

Where there is the first, there must be the second.

"Don't think about it! We are all soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. It was only because of that weakling Ma Tengyun that he was forced to follow him and surrender to the Tatars. Today, since there are heroes who are willing to support the Ming Dynasty to take the lead, what are we waiting for! Do we really want to surrender to the Tatars?

You can’t be a dog!”

Seeing Jiang Tiancheng surrendering, some of the rebels immediately stepped forward and knelt down, abandoning their swords.

This person's name is Zhang Beiqiu, and he is from Zhushan County, Kuidong.

"Dong Dayang of Xunyang is willing to surrender!"

"Gucheng Deng Bao is willing to surrender!"

"Jia Liu of Fang County is willing to surrender!"

"Tuanshan Lu Mazi is willing to surrender!"

"..."

Led by Jiang Tiancheng and Zhang Beiqiu, the rebel soldiers came out one after another.

After a while, there were fifty or sixty soldiers kneeling down, willing to surrender, accounting for half of the rebels.

Although the remaining rebel soldiers were flustered and hesitant, they could not make up their minds and stepped forward, discarding their swords and kneeling down.

Xiandu was worried that their relatives would be killed by the Qing army after they surrendered.

Seeing this, Wang Wu frowned slightly, and immediately pointed his spear at the rebels who were unwilling to surrender: "You probably have relatives in the hands of the Qing army, so you are unwilling to surrender. This is human nature, and I can't blame you!

Even if I am sworn in with the Tatars, I will not force you to surrender to me regardless of the life and death of your relatives! That’s all, as long as you abandon your weapons and stay here, I will let you go regardless of the outcome of this battle!"

Hearing this, the rebel soldiers who were unwilling to surrender were a little stunned and couldn't believe their ears.

Even Jiang Chengtian, Zhang Beiqiu and other soldiers who were willing to surrender were also surprised.

Wang Wu said no more, and his eyes turned to the subordinates who were looking at him.

There were less than two hundred of his men left, and all of them were covered in blood. Some were injured and simply wrapped up, but they stood there tenaciously holding weapons.

Not far away, there are corpses of rebels and Ming soldiers, one to the east and one to the west.

Some soldiers who were seriously injured but not dead were wailing softly.

He saw one of his own soldiers leaning on a stone and looking at him steadily.

There is a spear stuck in his chest.

The person was shaking from time to time, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

This made Wang Wu's nose feel a little sore, but the sadness only lasted for a moment.

"Can we still fight?"

Wang Wu asked.

"I should be able to chop a few more!"

The one who spoke was Cao Diwei, the armored soldier closest to Wang Wu. After speaking, he thrust the blood-stained long knife into the snow on the ground. After going back and forth several times, the blood on the long knife was gone.

The blade is still cold.

"If the general can fight, I can fight!"

Zhang Pengyu, a team officer who was a former soldier of Suo Yanlong, grinned.

Zhao Jinzhong remained taciturn, only wiping the arrows he had just picked up with snow.

All with blood.

There is an arrow with an eyeball nailed on its head.

The mute and the blind didn't say anything, they just straightened their backs.

"Okay, let's go fight again! Cut one to earn money, cut two to earn one!"

Wang Wu jumped down the slope with a smile on his face.

"cut!"

A group of Ming troops actually rushed directly past the group of rebels and rushed towards the valley road.

The rebel soldiers were stunned.

Those who have fallen are in a daze, and those who have not fallen are in a daze.

After a while, Jiang Tiancheng, who was the first to surrender, laughed and shouted to the kneeling companions behind him: "Fuck, follow the cowards and be cowards, follow the heroes and be heroes! Those who want to be cowards will stay.

Here, if you want to be a hero, follow me!"

He jumped up, picked up his long sword and followed the Ming army.

"Only you, Erheizi, can do it!"

Zhang Beiqiu spat at Jiang Tiancheng who was running in front. He also picked up the spear on the ground and followed.

"Er Heizi" is Jiang Tiancheng's nickname.

For no other reason, he just looks black.

"You've been told that you're surrendering, so you can't just slap yourself in the face!"

After Xunyang Dongda stood up, he cut off the braid on the back of his head before following him, threw it to the ground and stamped his feet: "What the hell, it looks like a fucking rat tail!"

"Come on, don't let General Wang underestimate us!"

Deng Bao from Gucheng gave a greeting and chased after him together with the other soldiers who were willing to surrender.

Banpo, whose head was pounding, suddenly became deserted.

None of the dozens of rebel soldiers who refused to surrender because of their children said nothing and just stared blankly.

After a long time, someone said: "It would be great if they could win."
Chapter completed!