When Dakui saw that Hu, Lu and Wu Ya were both defeated, he couldn't help but be stunned. How could he have imagined that Wang Xiyuan, who had always been weak and inexperienced, could be so powerful. Before Dakui could say anything, Wang Xiyuan had already raised his arms and shouted: "How can I be a great Ming son?"
If you can submit to the barbarians, you will not surrender even if you die in battle, kill!"
How could a weak man forget about life and death? How could the battle-hardened Dakui be willing to become a queen? At that moment, Dakui swung his iron spear and shouted: "Kill!" He then rode his horse and rushed towards the enemy camp.
"Brother Fool, Brother Fool is here." Meng Ge rode his horse to follow, taking out the wooden box from the saddle bag and taking out the Yin Yang Blood Blade. The two knives in his hands had already been curled up, and they had all been thrown away.
Wang Xiyuan hurriedly broke open the rifle, ejected the empty cartridge case, and was reloading himself. The bench on the side couldn't help but became a little anxious when he saw it, but he still led dozens of Ming troops to follow Dakui and Meng Ge to kill the Yuan soldiers. The situation at this moment
However, they were surrounded by the Yuan army in a large circle. When Wang Xiyuan finished loading, he saw that there was no one around him. He couldn't help but feel afraid, and quickly rode forward to chase Dakui and others.
When the leader of the Yuan army died, chaos broke out among all the armies. Should they attack or retreat? While they were hesitating, Dakui and Meng Ge had already charged into the crowd. Dakui's iron spear made the tigers angry, and several Yuan soldiers were instantly assassinated on the spot.
Meng Ge held a short knife in each hand. The blades were as red as blood. Wherever he passed, the knife broke, the spear broke, and heads fell. It was even more ferocious than Dakui.
There was a moment of commotion among the Yuan army, and two large flags were erected in the Yuan army camp at the mountain pass. Under the wave of each other, the Yuan army camp, which was originally in chaos, suddenly became organized again, and then it was seen that the Yuan army from all directions had surrounded the center.
Everyone in Da Kui is once again engaged in a fierce battle. After this battle, the dust will settle, and dust will return to dust. Killing one will be enough, and killing two will earn one. This is what Da Kui thinks, and there are dozens of Ming soldiers.
They all thought so. Looking at Meng Ge again, his swords were flying up and down, and Yuan Bing's broken limbs and arms could be seen everywhere around him. Even the weapons and armor of Yuan Bing's corpse were not complete. The Yin Yang Blood Blade truly lived up to its reputation.
The Ming army was as fierce as a tiger, and the Yuan soldiers were helpless for a while, but Wang Xiyuan was at his weak point at this moment. Two gunshots rang out, and Wang Xiyuan was stunned and knocked down two more Yuan army captains, but then
Several spears were stabbed at him, and Wang Xiyuan was hit by several spears and fell from his horse.
"Master Wang!" The bench let out a mournful cry, and used the long knife in his hand to "wrap his head" to deflect the two spears. He turned over and dismounted and rushed to Wang Xiyuan's body. Wang Xiyuan's eyes were wide open and he was not looking at death in peace.
After several battles on the bench, several Yuan soldiers were killed and returned to the Ming army. Dozens of Ming soldiers leaned on their backs and faced the Yuan soldiers. Only in this way could they persist longer. The remaining thirty Ming soldiers, however, were all alone.
One has some martial arts skills. When fighting on the battlefield, those who have self-defense skills can often live longer. This is an eternal truth.
The Yuan soldiers were divided into two circles. Hundreds of people in the inner circle surrounded the Ming army to fight, and thousands of people in the outer circle watched the battle. Once the number of people in the inner circle was insufficient, the outer circle was replenished in time. The deputy general of the Ming army, Ala Tancang, and his troops looked at the field coldly.
Fighting, but feeling extremely proud in his heart. Now that the generals Hu and Lu are dead, he is the master of Shunyuan City. Once these dozens of Ming army generals are annihilated or captured alive, they will be escorted to Zhongqing with heavy troops.
Cheng asks the King of Liang for merit, and the King of Liang will definitely promote him to a higher position. He has a bright future and is just around the corner.
Thinking of this, Alatancang couldn't help but smile a little on his face. Now he had to thank his father, because his father gave him a good name. Alatancang means treasury in Mongolian. With this good name, he
This means that he will surely fill his warehouse with high-ranking officials and generous salaries, gold and silver.
The melee in the field was coming to an end, and the only ones still fighting with their lives were Zhang Dakui and the guard who wielded the double sword.
Alatancang felt at ease at this moment. The red color like blood can stimulate his inner yearning for fame and wealth. A captain beside him whispered: "General, just one round of crossbow can kill these two people.
Why do we still need to lose troops and generals?”
Alatancang smiled softly and said: "If these two people are captured alive, they will definitely be favored by the King of Liang. To think that Zhang Dakui actually defeated the two thousand soldiers and horses of Canbu with hundreds of soldiers, and even beheaded the general Canbu. Canbu was the leader of Liang Dynasty.
General Wang Ai is also one of the best generals in our Yuan army, how can we underestimate Dakui's martial arts talents?"
The captain next to him repeatedly said yes, but secretly cursed in his heart: "For your merits, all the soldiers have to risk their lives to fight, why don't you go forward and fight?"
Dakui was fighting like a mad tiger on horseback, and Meng Ge had already dismounted to fight on foot. Because the two swords were short and could not reach far, the soldiers of the Yuan soldiers with hooks and sickles looked for an opportunity to knock the horse over. Who would have thought that as soon as Meng Ge's feet fell to the ground, even more
It was like a fish in water, and several Yuan soldiers who were close to him were killed or injured in the blink of an eye.
Just as Dakui and Meng Ge were engaged in a fierce battle, the rumble of hoofbeats was heard in their ears, and in an instant the Yuan army was in chaos.
I saw thousands of soldiers and horses suddenly bursting out on the mountain ridge in the distance to the south. From a distance, their momentum was like the roar of a river bursting its banks. Alatancang couldn't help but be stunned. Where did the soldiers and horses come from? Could they be gods?
Soldiers descending from heaven?
Before Alatancang could recover, a rain of arrows disrupted Alatancang's thoughts. There was still a glimmer of light in the sky, but as soon as the rain of arrows came in vain, everything went dark. For a time, Yuan soldiers wailed and died all over the field.
Countless Dakui was fighting for his life, and he didn't care about the movement outside. But in vain, he heard a faint cry in his ears: "Father, don't panic, come here in a hurry."
The person who came was Pan Bu, and the soldiers and horses he led were elite soldiers from sixteen villages of the five ethnic groups of Yao, Yi, Miao, and Buyi. Most of these village soldiers were hunters and young men of each ethnic group, who were skilled in riding and shooting.
All are quite superb.
After a round of arrows rained down, the camp on the south side of the Yuan soldiers was in vain, with more than half of them dead and wounded. The formation that was originally surrounded on all sides was torn open. Thousands of soldiers and horses from all races roared into the battle group, and the Yuan soldiers were not there.
As soon as he reacted, another large piece of bamboo spears came from the sky. If the flying arrows were like rain, then the flying spears were like hail. The sword and shield hands of the Yuan soldiers who had shields to protect themselves were the second most killed and wounded, and those on horses were the second most vulnerable.
The cavalry and spearmen became targets for a while, and some were even nailed to the ground with their horses and men.
As soon as the war started, the Yuan soldiers lost the opportunity to take the lead. Alatancang took the lead in fleeing northward under the protection of his own soldiers. When the Yuan soldiers saw their generals, they all fled. Without waiting for anyone's orders, they all dropped their weapons and flags and followed Alatancang in person.
The soldiers fled northward in rout.
"Long Zan Aqi, lead the troops to chase Yuan Bing!" Panbu galloped to Dakui's side, turned around and shouted loudly.
Among the rebels, a strong man agreed, rode his horse and raised his sword to chase the fleeing Yuan soldiers. As soon as this man left, a group of men and horses followed closely behind him. They seemed to be residents of a village.
Until this moment, Dakui breathed a sigh of relief. His rib injury had not healed, but now he had new injuries. There were actually several knife and gun wounds on his legs and arms, and they were still bleeding. Meng Ge also had scars all over his body, and at this time, the pressure was all over
No, the two of them fell to the ground one after another, and Hongyun fell to the ground with Tong Dakui. Hongyun was already covered in scars, with several stab wounds on his four legs, one of which was deep enough to reach the bone.
Panbu exclaimed and hurriedly called the witch doctor in the village to give Dakui and Meng Ge medicine to stop the bleeding. Dakui stretched out his hand and pointed at the red cloud and said tremblingly: "Horse...horse..." He tilted his head and fainted for nearly two days.
After an hour of bloody fighting, Dakui was exhausted, not because of lack of strength, but because of excessive blood loss. But Meng Ge was able to stay alive only because of a pair of swords, and he was able to attack with ease without any hindrance.
It was dark at night, and Dakui and Meng Ge were brought back to the Yi Dazhai. The Dazhai of the Yao family had been burned down, and now the Yao and Yi people could only live together in one place. Dakui and Meng Ge slept all night, and they woke up slowly the next day.
Pan Bu was sitting in front of the bed, and he couldn't help being surprised when he saw Dakui woke up.
Dakui hurriedly asked: "How is your master's injury?"
Pan Bu comforted him and said, "Don't worry, foster father. Master's injury is not a problem. He just lost too much blood. I'm afraid it will take some time to recover."
Dakui asked again: "How is Hongyun?" Although Hongyun is just a horse, he has followed Dakui for more than ten years, and he is no different from a companion who lives and dies together.
Pan Bu's eyes turned red, and then he said slowly: "The red cloud is gone, I buried it at the foot of Qianling Mountain."
In the northwest corner of Shunyuan City, Guizhou, there is a famous mountain with towering ancient trees, clear lakes and secluded caves. This is Qianling Mountain, known as the "No. 1 Mountain in Southern Guizhou." It was not until this moment that Da Kui knew that he was fighting a bloody battle with the Ming Army soldiers.
The place is at the foot of Qianling Mountain.
When Dakui heard Pan Bu say that Hong Yun was gone, he couldn't help but feel a heartbreaking pain in his heart. He didn't ask the rest of the questions. He wanted to ask if all the soldiers of the Ming army were buried, but he was afraid that he would burst into tears once he said it.
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(Writing this, Toyoro couldn't help but think of a famous saying: A husband doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the point of sadness. Later I learned that this is a line from the Kunqu Opera "Lin Chong Runs at Night". The original text is: Want to send someone to climb high
Thousands of miles away, the melancholy clouds lock the Hengyang road, and the fish book cannot reach the goose without proof. Now I want to write a sad autumn poem. Looking back to the west mountain and the sun is setting, it is really difficult to be alone at the end of the world. My husband does not shed tears easily, but he has not reached the sad point!)
Another month passed, and both Dakui and Meng Ge's injuries were almost healed. This was all due to the ancestral medical skills of the Yao and Yi people, and even more to Pan Bu's careful care.
Who can heal the inner wounds?
The autumn air was crisp and the night was picturesque. Meng Ge walked out of the bamboo building alone, only to see Dakui standing alone in the courtyard.
Dakui held a wine jar in his hand and was drinking alone, looking at the breeze and the bright moon. Dakui softly chanted: "Glave wine luminous cup, if you want to drink, play the pipa immediately."
"Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?" Meng Ge walked to Dakui's side and answered. He even reached out to take the wine jar and drank from it with his mouth.
There is no need to say more at this moment, why only Du Kang can relieve their worries. What the two of them drank was not Dukang, but Shunyuan's specialty wolfberry sauce wine.
The two of them took turns drinking from a jar of wine, both gulping it down in one gulp, as if if they drank the strong wine too slowly, they would taste all the bitterness and sorrow in the world...