A gentleman values ​​righteousness, while a villain values ​​profit.
The Han army who surrendered to the Tartars was greedy for life and feared death and was willing to be a traitor. They were no longer a loyal person. In the past, the Tartars had to obey with their powerful force, but at the moment, everything was in chaos.
Facing the swaying river, it’s not certain who will sleep to death! No matter how obedient the slave is, he will have other thoughts.
The conflict between Bayan and the Han army was like a Mars, which triggered a long-established conflict. The Han soldiers rebelled one after another, and the Tartars were used to being arrogant and prosperous, so how could these slaves ride on their heads?
Suddenly, the more people they beat, the more chaotic they became, and they were slashing and killing each other. From time to time, injured people rolled into the river.
After hearing about the civil strife of the soldiers, Ajige was furious and immediately asked Shang Kexi to send a thousand people to suppress the enemy. The leader's name was Han Chao, and he and his troops surrounded the periphery that had a melee.
He personally rushed inside with a hundred people and shouted loudly: "Don't fight, you have the fate of going up the peak. Who dares to fight again? Just rectify the Dharma on the spot!"
When he shouted, it finally had some effect and the two sides finally separated.
During the melee, there were few Tartars and many Han soldiers. The Tartars actually suffered a considerable loss. When they saw Han Qiaolai, a Tartar smiled contemptuously and said, "It's good to come, hurry up and arrest all these damn Nikans!"
Of course, this "Nikan" was not the Beizi Nikan who died at Gu Zhenhua's hands, but the Tartars' contempt for the Han people. When Han Chao heard this, he was of course unhappy.
"Everything cannot be slapped, both parties have a responsibility, so let's go over and explain it clearly to me!"
"Hmph. It's never wrong for those who are masters in the world, but only those who are wrong!"
The Han army was still a little scared just now, but when they saw that the Tartars were still so arrogant, they couldn't stand it anymore. A soldier suddenly pulled open his clothes, revealing his chest covered with ribs.
"How many knives have I been killed for you and how many people have been killed. In your eyes, we are slaves? No, we are not slaves. We are livestock, cannon fodder, and a little reptile you play with casually. Even if you are pinched to death, I want to thank the Lord for your kindness! I will stop doing it!"
The soldier roared, grabbed the braid behind his head and cut it with a knife. The others were also excited. They cut off the braids on their heads, took off the Tartars' military uniforms, and threw them into the river.
"If you don't support me, you will have your own support me! Lord Han, if you think you still have the blood of Han people on you, you will be proud of your hand and let us live. If you fail, just give me a knife, so that you can save you from the suffering of being immortal!"
Han Chao held the hilt tightly, his eyes swept over the Han army, and asked calmly: "Why do you want to fight against the Qing Dynasty?"
A young soldier of fifteen or sixteen stood up, and he was mournful and had a lot of rice grains in his hair.
"Sir, the little one finally made a fire and cooked a pot of rice. After cooking, the little one gave half to ten Tartars. Twenty of us divided the other half. As a result, these Tartars were not satisfied, and they wanted to snatch them all away. They disagree. They took action and pressed the little one into the rice pot! The little one almost suffocated to death. As a result, when we heard that the Han army and the Tartars were fighting next to us, we were not polite and took action!"
Han Chao swept over the Han army slightly and asked, "Brothers, do you feel wronged in your heart?"
"Well! The Tartars have long stopped treating us as human beings!"
The Tartars were both ashamed and angry as they listened to their conversation. Another Tartars took a few steps to Han Chao's skills.
"Master, slave, it's natural. If you cut your braids, you are committing rebellion." He said loudly to Han Chao: "Slave, do you hear that, kill these rebellions immediately!"
"What did you tell me to do?" Han Chao asked suddenly gritted his teeth.
"I'll call you..."
"I call you Tartar!" Han Chao waved his knife suddenly, and the steel knife slashed through the Tartar's throat, and a head flew out immediately.
"I will never be a slave in my life!" Han Chao spat fiercely at the corpse.
When the other Han soldiers saw it, they immediately heard a thunderous sound of joy, and they grabbed their weapons and rushed towards the rest of the Tartars.
"Mr. Han is right. We will no longer be slaves. Kill all these Tartars who have been cut into pieces and kill them!"
Han Chao laughed and said, "Well, the Tartars failed to flood the city, but they were harmed. They were all in their own way and were seeking death. Everyone quickly killed the Tartars and asked Duke Ji to surrender. Maybe they could still save their heads. If they follow the Tartars to the dark side, they would probably die without a complete body!"
"Mr. Han, a famous saying! All the villains have followed you!"
Originally, it was just an ordinary riot, but with Han Chao, a military leader, the chaos suddenly became increasingly serious. They rushed everywhere, shouting to kill the Tartars.
The entire army was in chaos. Some Han military flags took the opportunity to fight back, while others were not sure about it. They thought An** had rushed in, so they fled in all directions.
The riots were like plague, spreading rapidly in the Tartar barracks. They had just been flooded with water and were short of food and clothing. Everyone was holding their anger in their hearts. In this way, they were completely uncontrollable.
You kill me, I kill you, there are swords and swords everywhere, and there are shouts and killings everywhere.
Ajig was commanding to re-camp and gather the army, but his own people started fighting. This guy almost fainted from anger.
"Where is that dog slave Shang Kexi, let him come to see me!" Azige roared loudly: "Who is he sent? I am going to chop off his head!"
The attendant ran out, and after a while, he hurried back.
"Prince, Shang Kexi is gone!"
"What? I left, where have I gone?"
"Prince, please see!" He said that, and sent a note to Ajige.
Ajige hurriedly glanced at it and saw only a few short sentences on it: Bei Zhi is loyal to the Qing Dynasty, but he was helpless to have some misunderstandings with the prince. He couldn't explain it clearly for a moment. Bei Zhi could only go to Beijing to express his feelings to the Regent. Please ask the prince to protect the army and withdraw from Xuzhou as soon as possible!
"fart!"
Ajige was completely angry now. This bastard Shang Kexi was not good at seeing the situation. He ran away and said something misunderstandings. He was so shameless that he was even thicker than the city wall.
"You all listen to me. In the future, whenever you encounter Shang Kexi, you will cut it directly and hand it over to me. If anything happens, I will take responsibility for it!"
Ajige hated Shang Kexi, but he also knew that the current situation should be stabilized. Therefore, he rushed out with his troops.
When the horse stepped on the river, he rushed towards the riots. After meeting the Han army, he took the lead in chopping and slashing.
"Those who rebel against the Qing Dynasty will be killed without mercy!"
Ajige shouted arrogantly, and he cut off several Han troops with his own hands. However, Pili's methods did not shake the situation, but instead allowed the riot to spread throughout the military camp, and the Tartars were completely trapped in civil strife.
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"Old Wu. How did you make the plan? We are not vanguards? Why are there anyone who killed the Tartar military camp in advance?"
Zhou Yingjie asked in surprise.
Wu Kaijie held a clairvoyance and looked in the direction of the Tartars, and immediately shook his head.
"No, could it be that Ma Jinzhong and the others took action in advance?"
Zhou Yingjie was a little impatient and said, "Since someone has taken action, we can't fall behind. Everyone follows me and don't let the Tartars go!"
"Slow down. Let's take a good look!"
In the night, the shouts of killing became louder and louder. Suddenly, a group of people rushed towards them. There were still many people chasing them behind them.
"Don't let these slaves go, kill them all..."
Wu Kaijie pricked his ears and smiled and said, "I know what's going on. It turns out that it's an internal strife of the Tartars!"
Zhou Yingjie said: "It's good internal strife, it's just right to take advantage of the troubled waters!"
He turned around and waved his hand, and the gunners behind him immediately aimed the tiger squat cannon at the escaped Tartars.
"put!"
As the Tartars got closer, two tiger squat cannons shot shells together. All the shots were covered with iron sand, and they hit the Tartars like hail.
"ah!"
Suddenly someone screamed in pain and fell down.
When Zhou Yingjie saw it, he hurriedly called his subordinates to shoot the Tartars. In the darkness, hundreds of muskets suddenly poked out and spit out their tongues at the Tartars.
All of these muskets are flintlock guns, so there is no need to worry about the rain. They shot at the Tartars frantically, and the Tartars fell to the ground.
However, what surprised Zhou Yingjie was that the Tartars knew they were dying but did not retreat, but rushed forward frantically, almost making shields with human flesh, blocking An**'s bullets.
"If you want to die, don't you have to do this!"
Zhou Yingjie was still questioning in his heart, and Wu Kaijie suddenly jumped up: "Hurry up, hurry up, we must have killed a slave just now!"
Zhou Yingjie also woke up suddenly and hurriedly commanded the soldiers to rush forward. But it was still a little too late after all. Just when they were still twenty steps away, the other party held a man from the ground and got on the war horse, then turned around and ran.
Zhou Yingjie could only spread all his anger on other Tartars. The gunshots were fierce and the bayonets shone. In a blink of an eye, the ground was full of corpses.
But looking at these corpses, Zhou Yingjie did not feel any pleasure.
"Old Wu, I can guarantee that the Tartar must be the high-ranking official, and I actually let him run away. It's simply discouraged!"
Wu Kaijie also regretted it very much, "Hey, I don't know whether it's dead or alive. Maybe we've beaten to death."
He could only comfort himself like this. At this time, gunfire from the four outsiders had already sounded, and An**'s action to beat the dog in the water had begun.
Zhou Yingjie and the others played against the forward, Ma Jinzhong, Jin Shengheng, Hu Maozhen, Li Guodong, Li Benshen, Weng Zhiqi and others led their troops out.
This time, An** adopted the method of ambushing the master on all sides and punching him to death. In fact, to put it bluntly, it was a random fight. Everyone led their men and horses to find fighter jets, and everything was to annihilate the Tartars first.
Wu Kaijie's idea seems a bit ridiculous, but it's really good to use it. The Tartars were already chaotic by the flood, but they ended up being in a civil turmoil. If An** attacked from all directions, they were simply in chaos and could not be dealt with.
There are enemies everywhere and shouts of killing everywhere. The biggest trouble for the Tartars now is that they have lost command, and they can only bump into everywhere like flies. As a result, they are easily shot dead by An**. The war has become a hunting game, and countless Tartars have been killed in a daze.
The Tatar was wondering where the prince was gone, didn’t he know this?
In fact, Ajige didn't want to care about them, but he didn't have the ability to care about them. He was already in danger of his life!
That’s right! Zhou Yingjie and the others fired a cannon just now, and it was Ajige who hit him.
Six or seven of the two iron sands hit Ajige's body, one on the shoulder, one on the back, one on the belly, legs, feet, and head.
The most deadliest ones were three. One hit the left eye, and the eyeballs were all shot out, one was embedded in the skull, and the other hit Ajige's stomach, making a hole more than three inches deep, and the intestines inside were smashed.
If it were someone with a weaker vitality, he would have died long ago. Of course, Ajige would never survive.
He tried hard to look at the people around him with one eye, and finally his eyes fell on Prince Chengze Shuosai, who was the fifth son of Huang Taiji and the highest title here.
"I followed my father and brother to fight on the battlefield, and fought in all directions. I led the crowd into the pass and defeated Li Zicheng in northern Shaanxi, which even created a prosperous era in the Qing Dynasty. I originally hoped to be able to wipe out the Southern Ming Dynasty and unify the world, but I knew that God would not bless me, and I was unwilling to accept it!"
As he said that, tears flowed out of one eye.
"Shuose, you are also the descendant of Aisin Gioro. Take your courage and take the Eight Banners Warriors to quickly withdraw back to the Gyeonggi and report to the Regent, you, tell him!"
Speaking of this, a blood foam surged from the corner of Ajige's mouth.
"Prince!"
Ajig waved his hand in a difficult situation and said with a breath: "Tell him, let's discuss peace!"
The word "Safety" is as heavy as a tremendous amount. After Ajige said it, he used up all his strength. He leaned against the wolf-skinned mattress and could only breathe. The wound on his body also flowed out of blood again, especially the left eye, which was extremely painful, and even the right eye could not see clearly.
"Prince Ying, my father was thinking about it and he entered the Central Plains. You and the Regent both had great ambitions, how could he give up!"
Looking at the young and stubborn Shuose, Ajig seemed to see the heroic self that year. He knew why he said the word "State of peace" because he was afraid. When he reached the critical moment of life and death, he finally knew he was afraid!
Zhongyuan is not that easy to fight, but what else can he say when facing Shuosai?
He forced a bitter smile: "Shuo, Shuosa, you must withdraw your troops first, you, okay, for yourself..."
Azige was talking word by word, and suddenly a shell landed only a few dozen meters away from them. A shocking sound just killed Azige's two beloved war horses.
Hearing the thunderous sound, Ajig opened his mouth suddenly, spewed out a blood arrow, his mind tilted, and he died.
Another prince of Tartar died. Ajige went underground to accompany his father and brother. I believe that it won’t be long before Dorgon and others will go to hell!
Chapter completed!