Zhang Biwu wanted to know the layout of Jinan City. They were few people. If they attacked, they must be able to hit the target with one strike. There were also the people around him. He also wanted to ask the people about the situation.

These people were full of suspicion. Does Zhang Biwu and his team dare to attack the Qing army so few? But Zhang Biwu explained to the people that they were fearless for revenge, even if they died. The people were still full of doubts, and they could not believe that this group of people came to fight with the idea of ​​dying.

Even with the belief that one will die, can they defeat the fierce Qing army with just these more than 600 people? The question is very big!

Moreover, the people also felt that Zhang Biwu and others were crazy enough, and even doubted whether they were mentally ill? They only had 600 people, and they were crazy about attacking more than 50,000 elite Qing troops! Even if the Ming army had 300,000 troops, they might not be able to defeat them! Everyone in the Qing army had the courage to block ten! They were all cruel and bloodthirsty desperate people!

However, when the people saw the firmness in the eyes of Zhang Biwu and his more than 600 dead soldiers, and the hatred that they felt the same as them, the people understood! This heart-wrenching hatred was common! They would rather choose to believe in this group of madmen, and even had an idea, why are there only the Ming Dynasty and why are there such madmen among the Han people?

Yes! In the eyes of the so-called gentlemen, they are madmen, but in the hearts of the people, they are real warriors who dare to act, love, hate, and move forward bravely! Even if they are mantis armed and do impossible stupid things, just like moths flying into a fire, they are also the cutest people!

Out of hatred of the Qing army and the closeness of Zhang Biwu and the Han people, they were willing to help Zhang Biwu and the others. There was a glimmer of hope in their hearts that Zhang Biwu and the others could succeed.

After all, hatred was pressing on their hearts, which made them go crazy. The hatred kept biting and swallowing their hearts. They just hated the incompetence of the Ming army. Although they didn't have much confidence in Zhang Biwu and the others, they chose to hold on to their last hope, so they gave Zhang Biwu and the others great help.

The spies sent everywhere learned that Yue Tuo's 50,000 Qing troops were stationed near Jinan City. These Qing troops were singing and singing every night. They regarded Jinan as their territory and did not even beware of the Ming army's attack.

Chen Xinjia was nearby, but he didn't dare to fight with the Qing army at all. Sun Chuanting's men arrived and had just defeated Li Zicheng, and Sun Chuanting was imprisoned. Otherwise, he and Hong Chengchou could attack immediately.

Hong Chengchou was far away from Jinan on the grounds of protecting the capital, so he would not take the initiative to attack the enemy in Jinan. The Qing army in Jinan was very relaxed, and Lu Xiangsheng, who was the most brave in fighting against them, was dead. Who else could scare them?

Zhang Biwu sneered and said, "Is it fifty thousand? Hey! Even if you have a million, I'm not afraid! After all, we all came to die!"

Huang Qi brought some people, these were survivors who were massacred in Jinan, or those who were not in Jinan city, whose family members were killed and angry.

They all told Zhang Biwu about the situation in the city, and they did not dare to get too close to Jinan City, but just waited in the distance.

Zhang Biwu just wanted to use them to gather the people nearby without having to charge in person. As long as they beat drums and drums to boost their momentum, they were still in Jinan, and there were straw men in Taishan and other places. They waited for the Qing army to drink wildly at night, and when they fell asleep, they suddenly rushed into the city of Jinan.

The Qing army had no idea how many people there were to cause chaos, so Zhang Biwu and others could kill and injure the enemy in large quantities.

Many people are willing to do it if they can exert their anger and avenge their dead fellow villagers. Some families are even extinct, leaving only alone, or with deep blood revenge. People who must avenge all expressed their willingness to join the army and rushed into Jinan Prefecture with Zhang Biwu.

Moreover, more than 100 people were soldiers, and they were not afraid of death. Zhang Biwu was very happy and accommodated more than 100 people into his small team. In this way, his troops were more than 700.

Even if the number of people increases, there are more than 50,000 people on the enemy, which is much more than Zhang Biwu and the others, and they will die when they go.

All seven hundred people were tied with the word "death". They were outside Jinan City and saw the military camps and camps outside Jinan City, and the Qing soldiers were happily looking for fun. Many of the looted sisters were ravaged, and the crying hurt the hearts of every dead soldier.

The people in Jinan Prefecture couldn't help but bite their teeth. They wanted to rush in immediately. Maybe the ones who suffered now were their families! The weapons in their hands were tighter.

Zhang Biwu still looked at him, but he didn't say anything, and he was also not at peace.

What he thought of was: "If I didn't run out of the military camp and saw so many hungry people, today I might have made achievements to make a living, and I wouldn't have led everyone to Jinan City! I am no longer fighting for myself! What I want to be for those who suffer! I really didn't expect that fighting for others will still be full of strength, and there will be so many people willing to die with me! It seems that there are too many people with blood!"

Huang Qi looked at Zhang Biwu, not knowing what Zhang Biwu was thinking, he was ready to go, but Zhang Biwu didn't give the order yet.

The laughter of the Qing soldiers and the wailings of the Han people were heard in my ears. It seemed that the captured people were suffering from abuse.

A large flag was flying in a military camp in the distance. This was from the Eight Banners of the Han people. "The Eight Banners of the Han people? Alas! Some people are still Han people! They are both Han people and cannot be used, but they are used by Huang Taiji!" Zhang Biwu smiled bitterly.

Lin Xiangfeng said to him: "No! The Han people in the Qing army are not the Eight Banners, but the Second Banners. The Shitingzhu is the left-wing Gushan Ezhen, and Ma Guangyuan is the right-wing Gushan Ezhen. The Han army on these two wings often go out with the Eight Banners Army. Yue Tuo claims to be able to appoint Han people, so there are many Han people in his army! Not all the children of the Eight Banners!"

Zhang Biwu took a deep breath. In the future, the south resisted Qing Dynasty. Sometimes the massacre was not necessarily caused by Manchus, and there were also evil caused by the Green Camp soldiers. However, the Green Camp soldiers have not yet been established. After Shunzhi ascended the throne, the surrendered Ming army was formulated according to the Ming Dynasty military system, and the flag was green.

At this time, the noise of the Qing army had decreased, and most of them fell asleep. After all, the fourth update had just passed and the fifth update had arrived. This was the time for people to sleep the most. When the Qing soldiers fell asleep, it was the best time to attack.

The noise inside and outside Jinan City gradually subsided, and the lights were dim, and only some faint lights were still flashing. Naturally, some Qing soldiers were patrolling, guarding against the robbery of the camp. But they were not as careful as before, and were careful.

Since Zhang Biwu and the others had no impact for a long time, the people who were preparing to beat drums and drums as agreed had no idea. Will Zhang Biwu and the others really commit suicide? The people are all hesitant.

Zhang Biwu took out the gourd, which contained wine, and each of the more than 700 dead soldiers had a gourd hanging around their waists, and they also took it out.

"Drink!" Zhang Biwu called out, and they all understood. After taking a sip of wine, they all attacked the enemy! Everyone tilted their necks and drank a big sip of wine.

Zhang Biwu said in a low voice: "Go forward quickly and quietly! When you enter the enemy camp, start the assault immediately!" Hearing the order, all the seven hundred heroes were excited! They sharpened their swords and finally waited for the issuance of the offensive order.

Zhang Biwu rushed to the front first and was approaching the enemy. Zhang Biwu looked at the sky and saw that the sky had changed because it was foggy. If there was fog, it was like heaven helping Zhang Biwu and the others. The fog was hazy and it would be impossible to see the situation clearly. In that way, the enemy would not be able to judge how many people were coming, causing their chaos, and Zhang Biwu and the others would be able to achieve results.

The Qing soldiers patrolling were very leisurely, and some of them were even lazy to go to bed. So, a patrol soldier yawning said, "How could there be a Ming army bravery to come to rob the camp? The Ming army is all cowards! They dare not come!"

"Ah!" he yawned a lot and said, "Forget it! Who told me that I lost just now? I have to come out to patrol! I have to persist and continue to take a look at the routine business! But it's okay to find a place to be lazy later!"

While planning this, he looked at the stars of fire in front of him, moving towards him. Because of the fog, he couldn't see clearly, so he could only wait for the items to move within a clear range of sight.

"What?" He looked at the distance and suddenly became shocked! Could it be that the enemy soldiers were attacking? He was so scared that he woke up from alcohol, and the sleepy insects were driven away without a trace.

"Swoosh" Zhang Biwu shot him with an arrow. When he fell to the ground, no one else noticed that if he had been doing this, the Qing army would have known the entire battalion for such a big move. However, the Qing army was completely blinded by victory, and they had no vigilance at all.

The dead soldier suddenly arrived in front of the camp and poured the oil into the camp tent first. The fire arrows were also shot out. The camp tents immediately caught fire, and the wind was very strong, and the fire was blown to the camp not far away.

The dead soldiers set a fire in one camp with three tents, so that the fire will burn, and the fire will become stronger and stronger, spreading to other tents.

The smoke after the fire will make people drunk. Many of the sleeping Qing soldiers will faint when they are asleep. They cannot leave the camp and are burned to death.

Only a few lucky people left outside the camp, but they were also burned into a fireball, and he was rolling up and down. Without running a few steps forward, he fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!