Fengrunbei, the left wing camp of the Qing army, inside a wooden fence where captured Ming people were imprisoned, Zhou Heizi roared, grabbed the wooden fence with both hands, pushed forward, and then jerked his body to the left and right
They hit each other hard.
"Click... click..."
There were two crisp sounds, and the wooden sticks on the left and right sides of the wooden fence that Zhou Heizi had kicked broke under the impact of his solid body.
He shouted: "Come on, kill the Tatars and go home..."
A Qing soldier heard something unusual here and just turned his head to look. Zhou Heizi grasped the big wooden fence with both hands and swung it up. He heard a loud noise, and the Qing soldier's head exploded like a watermelon.
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After Zhou Heizi killed the Qing soldier, he turned around and shouted: "Zhu Laowu, pick up the Tatar's knife and kill him..."
His figure was not slow at all, he was seen striding forward, and in an instant, he ran to the wooden fence in front, and with the force of running forward, his body slammed into the row of wooden fences.
"Click... click..."
He immediately broke two wooden stakes in the row of wooden fences with great force. Zhou Heizi rushed into the wooden fence and shouted loudly: "The officers and soldiers have stolen the camp, the Tatars are in chaos, everyone has run away!"
At this time, several Qing soldiers heard the commotion here and rushed over to check. Zhou Heizi didn't have time to say much, grabbed the big wooden stake, turned around and rushed over.
Most of the people inside the wooden fence before rushed out behind Zhou Heizi, Zhu Laowu and others.
To be honest, who would be willing to go to the bitter cold land outside the Liaodong Pass and work as a slave to the brutal Tatars?
If there is really a chance to escape, we will definitely have to fight for it. What is missing is not only the opportunity, but also the people who take the lead.
Nowadays, the Ming army's secret camp seems to be extremely powerful. Those unparalleled Tatar soldiers have never been so chaotic.
What's more, Zhou Heizi, a fool who was not afraid of heaven or earth, took the lead, and their herd mentality drove them all to rush out after Zhu Laowu.
But people are different. Some people dare to run, and some don't dare to run. Most of the people in the wooden fence ran away, but there were still hundreds of people squatting or kneeling in the middle.
Corner, dare not move even a little bit.
Among them was the coward Wang Lao Er. He was the first to observe the movement outside on a few people. The slightly thin man pulled him and said: "Second brother, come on, you really want to stay and farm for the Tatars."
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Wang Laoer looked at the thin man with timid eyes, grabbed his hand, and said tremblingly: "Xiaoqi, you and your second brother should stay together. You can't run away. The Tatar master will beheaded and die...
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The man named Xiaoqi tried hard to break away from Wang and Lao Er, but although Wang and Lao Er were timid, they were very strong and he couldn't break away for a while.
Xiaoqi was so anxious that he shouted: "Wang Erdan, let go, let go...I will bite you..."
As he said that, he dived in and bit Wang Erdan's thick, calloused hand hard. Bright red blood stains flowed out of the corner of Xiao Qi's mouth, and flowed down the calloused hand to the ground.
Wang Erdan was in pain, and he let go of his hands with a loud cry. Looking at Xiaoqi's running figure, he knelt on the ground, hammered the ground with his hands, and cried miserably: "Zhu Yiqi, will you know?"
Damn it, come back quickly...the Tatar master has a horse...has a horse...can't escape...will die..."
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That night, Zhang Cheng led his soldiers all the way to the north to fight. He targeted those places where there was no fire or where the fire was not strong. He rushed left and right, and finally broke out of the Qing army's camp.
In this night attack, Zhang Cheng led 800 elite cavalry to fight. After a clash, they actually entered the middle army of the Qing army's Yangwu General Yue Tuo. This really surprised Zhang Cheng.
After a simple count, 817 knights were sent into battle, and now there are 759 knights left. Fifty-eight knights were killed in the battle. Even among the knights who stood out, many were injured.
This place was too close to the Qing army's camp, and Zhang Cheng and others did not dare to stay for a long time. They took a detour and returned to the camp, which immediately shocked everyone!
Before Zhang Cheng's return, all the generals were bragging about their prowess and achievements, and they all looked like heroes. But when they heard about Zhang Cheng's achievements, everyone was eclipsed.
Yang Guozhu's heart was filled with excitement. Ever since he fought the Qing army with Zhang Cheng in Julu, the friendship between them had become even deeper.
At this time, seeing Zhang Cheng achieve this great feat again, his eyes were filled with the expectations and praise of the elders looking at the younger ones.
He muttered in his heart: "Brother Zhang Yan, you should rest in peace. Your good nephew has helped you take revenge. He will definitely be able to bring glory to the Zhang family in the future."
Yang Guozhu's general Guo Yingxian even rushed up, picked up Zhang Cheng, and shouted: "It's amazing, Brother Cheng is so powerful, he actually killed the Tatar leader!"
Hu Dawei stood aside, full of praise for Zhang Cheng. He softly said to his clan nephew next to him, Hu Zichen, Mr. Qian's subordinate: "Zichen, you should walk more with Zhang Cheng in the future and talk to him more.
It will be good for you if your generals move around."
Hu Zichen looked at Zhang Cheng who was surrounded by everyone and agreed thoughtfully.
There was a corpse in the middle of the big tent, wearing gold-plated armor. There was a blood hole in the middle of the chest and heart, and the blood had solidified.
Chen Xinjia, the governor of Xuanda, was squatting and kneeling in front of the corpse. His whole body was trembling and he was obviously extremely excited. His trembling hands were gently stroking the armor of the corpse.
After a long time, Chen Xinjia asked with a trembling voice: "Are you sure it's Yue Tuo?"
When he received a positive answer, he stood up suddenly and said loudly: "Quickly, inform Governor Sun that I have announced that the army will attack the slave camp at night and kill the slave chiefs and raise the general Yue Tuo."
A guard shouted the order and rushed out of the tent. Suddenly, he heard Chen Xinjia shouting again: "Come back, tell him to come back quickly."
I saw Chen Xinjia ignoring the generals in the tent and hurriedly entered the inner tent. After a while, he came out of the tent with two more letters in his hand.
He called a group of personal guards and ordered: "You come to Beijing overnight. Here are two letters, one to report to the Ministry of War, and one to be delivered personally to the mansion of the elder Yang Sichang."
Watching the personal guards step out of the military tent, Chen Xinjia's demeanor returned to his original state, looking satisfied. He ordered his soldiers to tidy up the inside and outside of the military tent and prepare to welcome Governor Sun Chuanting and the generals of Shaanxi and Guanning.
In less than half an hour, Sun Chuanting led the Shaanxi generals, generals, and guerrillas. With excitement looming on his usually stern face, he rode straight into the camp.
Sun Chuanting, the governor of the world's troops, turned over and dismounted in front of the big tent. The first thing he saw was a corpse of a Qing soldier wearing fine iron armor. The head was already dilapidated and broken into pieces.
He took a quick look at the armor and the flag on his back, and guessed that the corpse of the Qing army should be Jia La Zhangjing with a red flag before his death, and he couldn't help but take a breath.
In normal times, it would be a great honor to kill a member of the Qing army Jia La Zhangjing. I forgot that today, the body of Jia La Zhangjing with a red flag was just placed outside so casually.