As time passed by, the sun seemed to be afraid and completely sank into the horizon, but the fierce battle was still going on in cruel and bloody progress.

That is, the Dongjiang Army, not to mention the personal corps, even the garrison corps, were full of food on weekdays, and they were hard to train, with a strong body, and could still hold on. Even if they were trapped in a heavy siege and Mao Jue's banner did not fall, they would always hold on. If they were replaced by a Liaodong Army or any other unit in the Ming Dynasty, they would have been short of food and pay for many years, even if they could hold on to their morale, they would have been exhausted.

The bayonets of the outer periphery were held tightly, and the flintlock rifles inside kept fighting back. The entire military town slowly and difficultly retreated to the Mount Kalao position.

But even so, the situation of the Dongjiang Army was still getting worse and worse. More than half of the gushing artillery on the mountain had been extinguished, and behind them were Mongolian cavalry cunningly stole Lengzi and shot arrows. The pressure of artillery fire was eased. Huang Taiji was more and more calm in the dispatch of troops. The crowded military formation slowly dispersed, and some of the Qing army that was moving again began to rotate infantry and cavalry like windmills, and launched a series of attacks on the main formation of Dongjiang.

At this time, Mao Jue was filled with regret. He was a good thing for the Qing army. He was a sneak attack by the small Taoist soldiers during the Battle of Ningyuan, and the light troops were circling behind the battle of Guangning. There was also the last battle between Songjin outside the Ming Dynasty. Huang Taiji was also stalemate with Hong Chengchou and the cavalry suddenly circled around Tashan Xingshan area and seized thirteen piles of food from the Ming army, which made the main forces of the Ming army panic and fled one after another. Under the ambush of the Qing army, more than 130,000 people were killed in battle, and the bodies even floated a thick layer by the sea.

Regret brought self-blame, and even Mao Jue suspected himself for a moment. From time to time travel to this era, he was trembling every minute and every second, as if he was on the abyss and walking on thin ice, but in the end, he was still defeated like water. It was really a fate that could not be changed. It was really a waste of water?

"The command power from the First Regiment to the Fifth Regiment belongs to me, Lao Wen, you are responsible for commanding the reserve force!"

His face was as gloomy as the bottom of the pot. Mao Jue ordered hoarsely. Wen Meng, who was still commanding the troops in a panic, subconsciously agreed, but before he could take over the command, he watched Mao Jue suddenly push away the guards around him and walk forward. For a moment, his back was wet with cold sweat.

"Master General! You are commanding the reserve force! The last general is the vanguard of Dongjiang. The last general has no choice but to do it, I will do it!"

At this time, if you want to break through, you must cut off your arm! You can only fight to the death to attack Huang Taiji's original formation and create opportunities for the remaining people. In this situation, you will definitely die if you go!

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that everyone was selfish, and it took great courage to take on this burden. No one expected that Mao Jue, as the main general, would actually have to take on this mortal task.

Listening to Wen Meng shouting while holding Mao Jue's legs, Kong Youde, who was covered in blood, couldn't help it anymore. He reached out and pushed away the entourage beside him and squeezed to this side, shouting in a muffled voice.

"Wenma's face is dead. Are you a vanguard of Dongjiang? Can you beat me? If you want to go, I will go. General, Kong Youde, please give me a call?"

"Master General! This guy, Old Kong, is brave but not resourceful, and I, Old Pang, must be the one who is my husband!"

"Master General, I, Liu Chong, are your personal soldiers. How can I do the principle of rushing to death? I must do it!"

"Enough!"

As one by one, Mao Jue roared angrily, instantly roaring several generals silently.

"The main thing about Tartars is my head, and no one is as qualified as my general! It is not just that I can retreat. With my efforts, you must support me in Dongjiang. My father is your father, and my wife is also your sister-in-law. If Dongjiang is defeated by you, I will come back to find you even if I die, and let me go out of here!"

With a sudden slap, he pushed the generals in front of him away. Mao Jue was so angry that he dragged the wheel forward.

But this time, it was also the only mutiny in Dongjiang. Several exchanged glances. Wen Meng waved his head, and the two personal soldiers suddenly hugged Mao Jue from behind, dragged him back, and for a moment, Mao Jue shouted in anger.

"Let me go! I am the leader of Dongjiang. What qualifications do you have?"

"I'm sorry, Master Jiang, I will apologize to you in my next life!"

With a heavy bow, Wen Meng, Liu Chong, Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming and others shouted at their subordinates together, turned around and walked towards the enemy formation. Mao Jue kept cursing behind his back.

But at this moment, Liu Da suddenly ran over from the previous formation.

"Master General, the enemy formation has changed! This is..."

He suddenly pulled out the telescope, and Wen Meng's face couldn't help but twitch violently, and blurted out in surprise.

"Shen..., Mr. Shen!"

Huang Taiji changed the formation, making the infantry and cavalry attack more smoothly, but there was also a gap for the change. Moreover, there was a veteran who had fought for half his life, Shen Shikui!

I remember watching one of the protagonists in "Naughter", Jiraiya once said freely and freely that the elderly have this benefit and can die more freely than the young! Now Shen Shikui is so free and easy. Taking advantage of the retreat of the Zhenglan Banner Cavalry, the Zhenghong Banner Cavalry that was replaced by the Zhenghong Banner Cavalry, his position suddenly opened, and thousands of Jeju troops rushed out with torches.

The entire military formation was like a precision machine. This Jeju army crowbar suddenly inserted into it, and the gears were disorganized. The Zhenghongqi cavalry who passed by turned around and chased after him in a daze. However, the other end just hit the Huangqi cavalry who was attacking the next wave of attacks. The two Qing troops themselves were in chaos.

The battlefield was only three kilometers wide, not narrow, not wide, and Shen Shikui was really desperate. The entire army even gave up the muskets and picked up the sword and shield to protect the small number of cavalry loaches in the middle to slide over like that. Before the juncture was stuck, some of the infantry fell off and protected the assault team to continue moving forward with their own lives. When Mao Jue picked up the telescope, more than 400 people remained, and Shen Shikui actually killed in front of Huang Taiji.

The white beard floated like the legendary veteran Huang Zhong. He waved his machete left and right at his hand. There was no enemy wherever he passed. He pointed at Huang Taiji, who was riding on the imperial horse alone. His loud roar could be heard even on the entire battlefield.

"Master Tartars! Do you really think there is no one in Dongjiang? I, Shen Shikui, come and see you for a while!"

Once again, the scene of Mao Jue striking his life by the Daling River came to my mind. It was so fucking called Dongjiang! Under the entourage of the Imperial Horse Camp, Huang Taiji shouted in anger.

"Transfer the order and continue to attack. Those who dare to retreat will kill you! Take down Dongjiang and fight today!"

"Keep fighting for me!"

But is this the era of imperial power, not to mention the era of imperial power in the Qing Dynasty, where slavery remains were extremely serious. The emperor was shocked, and which minister dared not to come to rescue him? Most of the Qing army on the battlefield began to relax again, and some troops were stagnant at their current position. The commander of the army was thrown under his command and the light cavalry returned.

At the critical moment when Huang Taiji was so angry that he was crazy, Fan Wencheng shouted in horror again.

"Your Majesty, Dongjiang! Dongjiang reinforcements have arrived!"

While speaking, the entire top of Mount Galao was lit up by fire. In the hazy night, countless figures were watched as they ran down from the hillside and rushed into the position. Seeing Huang Taiji, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then waved helplessly.

"God gives mercy on this kid, let him go!"

The official army ordered the Qing army, who had been fighting for the whole day, finally began to sing gold and withdraw their troops. However, the crackling guns and howling bows and arrows continued to shoot at each other until the two armies completely opened up.

The Zhengbai Banner raided on the mountain and was full of self-blame. Mao Jue, with blood-red eyes, even personally took a bayonet. On the right wing of the formation in the mountain, a Zhengbai Banner armored soldier had just pulled the knife out of the Dongjiang artillery chest, and suddenly the back cooled down. He turned his head in shock. In his pupils, there were blood-red eyes and anger of revenge all over the mountains.

At the foot of the mountain, Shen Shikui's tribe completely cut off his livelihood. The overwhelming rain of arrows shot down like locusts. The soldiers who were fearless of death rushed down in rows. They tried their last breath and sent the knife into the heart of the Jianzhou nobles. Then the arrow rain fell down brilliantly. In an instant, they were shot as densely as a hedgehog. The veteran finally crawled heavily on the ground.

But at the last moment, the last trace of strength made him fall towards Mount Gala. Looking at the sparks gradually emerging from the mountain, the old general's mouth was filled with a smile.

"I will not die in Dongjiang!"

…………

The moon rose even higher until the moon was in the middle of the sky. The shouts that had fought for a whole day finally came to an abrupt end. The entire Galao Mountain position was in a mess at this time. Even Mao Jue's own central army was like this, and it was smashed into pieces by the chaos. Even Adrena, who loved clean the most, had no intention of dealing with it. More than a dozen main generals in the central army sat opposite each other, speechless.

However, in this dullness, it was broken by an uninvited guest. It was full of urgency. Unexpectedly, a man suddenly rushed in and ran out of breath. The military supervisor Qu Shizi lifted the curtain of the tent and asked in a hurry before he could see it clearly.

"Is General Xiao Mao safe? What are the losses in today's war?"

"Qu Jianjun?"

Whether he was a civil servant or a eunuch, he didn't have a good impression of it. Seeing that this little face from Jiangnan could appear on the Dongjiang front at this time, Mao Jue couldn't help but be stunned, but Shen Shikui's death made him feel restless. After only a moment of surprise, Mao Jue asked lazy and weakly.

"Qu Jianjun, the reinforcements that just arrived. Have the Shandong soldiers arrived?"

"No reinforcements from any route have arrived, yes, it's my official..."

As he said this, the young man from Jiangnan was a little embarrassed. His words made the Dongjiang officer in the tent widen his eyes again.

Today, thousands of cannons are rushing together, which is the blessing of Dongjiang's industrialization process. Mao Jue was able to escape, but he did not expect that it was also the blessing of Dongjiang's industrialization. Seeing that the remaining artillery and garrison troops guarding the mountain formation could not resist, Qu Shishi thought of a strange trick. He persuaded Sun Chun to take out all the cloth as a bandage and spare, ignite the fire on the mountain, and then tied a piece of wood to throw it down like a scarecrow. The sky was too dark, and it was impossible to see clearly that there were many figures in the middle, but it seemed like thousands of troops were coming to support it. Huang Taiji was not a god, even if he was blinded by this ghost soldier.

However, this Qu Shisi probably belonged to the crow's mouth. Before Mao Jue could wake up from his ghost idea, this guy continued to ask urgently.

"General Mao, can the army still fight?"

"The scout came to report that there was a 20,000-30,000 infantry and cavalry unit, heading towards Mount Kalao from Beihai Avenue!"

"What?"
Chapter completed!