Wang Wuliu, the Ming traitor soldier who was lucky enough to escape the fatal blows of the Po Nu Army many times, seemed to have taken the lead when he encountered the small square formation of the Po Nu Army. He held the sword in his hand and pointed at the Po Nu Army formation and shouted: "Listen to the Po Nu Army opposite, I have the ability to fight with my grandfather!"

Yang Chengfu, the leader of the Po Slave Army, was stunned when he heard this. He thought to himself: Damn, you won’t even look at the occasion if you fight alone. My brothers waited for a long time and finally caught a living person. The one who gave his grandmother a traitor was a traitor. This little bit of residue was not enough to even get a gap between his teeth. Yang Chengfu pointed at Wang Wuliu with a knife and said, "What kind of bullshit dares to speak wildly, kill him, this miscellaneous hair!"

The Blazer Sword and Shield Hands lined up in front of him were not even interested in fighting. The spearmen behind the Blazer Sword and Shield Hands were quite interested. Before they could fight, they even more disdainful of the muskets fired a salvo. The lead bullets fired by the close-range muskets instantly came out of the boreholes, and the huge kinetic energy of the lead bullets tear Wang Wuliu to pieces. The musket soldiers who had finished shooting quickly loaded the ammunition and waited for the next unlucky ghost to arrive. Amid the sound of musket shooting, the team of Blazer Swordsmen waited for two incense sticks, and finally saw another lucky man stumbled and crawled in front of their formation.

At first, the soldiers were still sighing that this lucky man had a strong survivability on the battlefield, and he actually knew that he was lying on the ground to avoid shooting of the Pou Nu Army's muskets. It seemed that this man must be a battlefield veteran. When the lucky man climbed to the corner, he immediately sat at the corner of the protective wall and looked back secretly, then threw away the sword in his hand and tore off a strip of cloth from his blood-stained body. In front of more than 200 Pou Nu Army, he fixed his left leg, which was broken by the lead bullet of the musket, in front of more than 200 Pou Nu Army.

Today's situation made Yang Chengfu, the leader of the team, very angry. It was rare to see two living people, one of them was more evil than the other. The first one had a water in his mind and boiling water in it, and the second one was even more fucked. He actually looked at the two hundred soldiers of the Po Slave Army as if nothing had happened. When the stupid egg looked right inadvertently, his hands were instantly stiff, and his mouth was so scared that he could stuff a goose egg into. Yang Chengfu woke up when he saw the exaggerated expression of the two guys. It turned out that this treacherous stupid egg had just paid attention to the lead bullets shot from behind, but he didn't notice them at all.

What made Yang Chengfu even more desperate was that this Ming genius fool didn't fight to the death with the sword, but threw the sword to the ground and expressed his desire to surrender. How could the Pou Nu Army, who had been waiting for a long time, feel? Even the musket soldiers were not interested in killing the Ming genius, and they were eagerly waiting for the next stupid army to arrive. The Ming genius wounded soldier waited for a long time but did not see the Pou Nu Army coming to surrender. He looked at the Pou Nu Army with pitiful eyes and saw that none of the Pou Nu Army was looking at him in front of his eyes. So, the stupid egg crawled towards the Pou Nu Army with his broken legs empty-handed.

The Pojun, who had nothing to do, looked dumbly at the open space ahead with the lead bullets, praying that a Jurchen officer would come to them. Their prayers were very successful. I don’t know whether it was the Jade Emperor or the Guanyin Bodhisattva who heard their prayers. There was a Jurchen Niu Luezhen carrying a bloody corpse on his back and rushed to the corner of the wall. Like the two-character soldier who had just arrived at the corner of the wall, this Jurchen officer discarded the broken corpse and wiped his bloody face with the back of his hand covered in mud. He saw the wounded soldiers of the Han army flag crawling along the route of the wounded soldiers, and he was also surprised to see the small army formation of the Pojun army.

Niu Luezhen, who was named Hulugan, looked at the wounded soldiers who were crawling towards the Po Nu Army formation, and his heart was as respectful as the surging rivers. The wounded soldiers of his troops were so strong that they could not even hold up the weapons in their hands and attacked the enemy. So Hulugan picked up the sword named Yao Guangcun and stuffed it into his hands with kindness. He himself accompanied Yao Guangcun's crawling footsteps and died very slowly and tragically. Yao Guangcun, who was stuffed into his sword by Hulugan, felt very distressed. Why did he have to do a sword if he was going to surrender?

What made Yao Guangcun even more angry was that you were all right and didn’t hurt. Is it interesting to climb slowly like me? Yao Guangcun didn’t dare to speak too much. If he showed his willingness to surrender, he would definitely be killed by the Jurchens. Finally, he saw the shining military achievements waving to the brothers of the Po Slave Army. Yang Chengfu expressed his excitement with an expression of excitement. He shouted to the brothers around him: "Our military achievements are all. Who has ruined our military achievements? I am anxious with him!"

His subordinates understood the meaning of Yang Chengfu's words. Among the military achievements of the Po Nu Army, the living Jurchen Tartar Niu Luezhen captives were overtaken by fifty ordinary Jurchen soldiers. He told his subordinates that Niu Luezhen must not kill him and to capture the living prisoners. However, Yao Guangcun, who was determined to surrender, not only could not understand the slander of Po Nu Army, but also would be wrong about the meaning of Yang Chengfu's words. When he turned around, he saw that the Jurchen people around him seemed to be paying attention to attract the shouts from the opposite side. Yao Guangcun, who realized that the opportunity was coming, tried his best to insert all his strength and used a battle knife to penetrate the soft abdomen on the inner side of Hulugan's armor from bottom to top.

Before Hulugan died, he covered his lower abdomen and looked at his comrades incredibly. When Hulugan knelt on the ground with blood and blood spreading down his thighs, Yao Guangcun excitedly shouted to the Ponu Jun: "I want to surrender, I will kill the Tartars, I..."

Seeing the cooked duck flying away, Yang Chengfu was so angry that his eyes were inflamed. He shouted: "Chop this doggy-goodie!"...

Regarding this small episode at the foot of Shuangsheng Mountain, Zhang Ping'an, the commander of the Pou Nu Army, did not even look at it. He was most concerned about the main battlefield in the east. At this moment, the battle at the foot of Shuangsheng Mountain was in full swing. The duel between the red cannons of the Pou Nu Army and the general cannons of the Jurchen Wuzhenchao Camp on the south side of the Female Realm Yellow Banner Camp and the General Cannons of the Jurchen Wuzhenchao Camp has also begun. The attacking Eagle Camp in the middle also used the crossbows to bombard the enemy camp. Facing the chaos of the battlefield, Zhang Ping'an was not worried at all. Zhang Li's steady fighting style made the entire battle situation not have much suspense.

In Zhang Ping'an's view, as long as the position of the Pou Nu Army on the south side of the female real Huangqi is not lost, Nurhaci is the item in the pocket of the Pou Nu Army. On the east side of Nurhaci's main camp, Hu Ming's troops firmly grasp the key node of the battlefield. It is obviously unlikely that the Ming treacherous soldiers of Wuzhenchao Ha Camp would open up the situation from here. Zhang Li's right wing army, Huang Zhi, the commander of the Pou Nu Army who is best at using muskets, leads the troops here. In addition, the main force of the Pou Nu Army's powerful chariot battalion, and the main force of the Yang Meimei's artillery team will cooperate here. Tens of thousands of Pou Nu Army can withstand any attack from Wuzhenchao Ha Camp.

Just as Zhang Ping'an looked at the battlefield and considered the situation, the baggage camp of the Po Nu Army was quarreling. Liu Yuhu, the deputy commander of the baggage battalion, led his troops to Dayanling, and the Qiang General Chen Huilian, who left the guard, took care of everything. Now the front line * and the general's artillery ammunition are used in huge amounts, and each department has sent people to the baggage camp to transport the shells. Now the front line is in a mess, and everyone wants to transport the urgently needed ammunition for their troops as soon as possible. Although the officers of these battle barracks look down on the baggage camps, they all know that during the war, the war barracks must ask the men of these baggage camps for war.

Therefore, the commanders of each division sent the most capable generals to ask for important ammunition. These Qian Zhengshang were all famous figures in front of Marshal Zhang. Generally, they had to give him some face when they came forward. Zhang Li sent Huang Feihong, the leader of the team B. Everyone read that he was right. This person was named Huang Feihong. This person's real name was Huang Ergou, and he was a wounded soldier who was treated by Marshal Zhang. In addition, he could use his own life to fight and use his brains. During the Baishan counterattack, he achieved great military achievements by arresting the Jurchen Bele Abatai. For this reason, Marshal Zhang personally gave him the name Huang Feihong, a man whom Zhang thought he was very domineering.

In the winter, he rolled his sleeves high in Chen Huilian's tent in the baggage camp. The crooked scar on his left arm was his proud capital. He hit Chen Huilian's desk with a horse whip and cursed his mother loudly: "I said Chen Crack, I have been here for a long time. When will the ammunition I need in the Eagle Camp be transported? If it delays military affairs, you cripple can't bear the anger of Marshal Zhang! Let your subordinates give me a quick luck!"

Even the clay man is still a bit rustic. Chen Huilian was a little unhappy when he heard this. You, a bastard, just came and cursed me and asked me to work for you. The person sent by Huang Zhidu, the leader of the leader, was standing there before you. If I did it first, Mr. Xu Changhe, sent by Huang Zhi, would lift my tent.

"Who are you scolding me? Don't expose your rotten scars all day long. How long will your little scar grow with my scar? It took our handsome man an hour to sew your little things for me. What's your little thing! If I hadn't hurt my legs, I would have the nothing to do with you!"

Chen Huilian is older than Huang Feihong. He is the worst injured soldier whom Zhang Dashen personally treated, and the one who was most concerned about when Zhang Dashen cut the wound. If Chen Huilian's scar directly leads to privacy*, he wished he was bare-legged in the middle of winter. Everyone knows that Chen Huilian often goes to the sailor camp to learn how to paddle in the summer. He is going to paddle and show off his scars. Whenever someone asks about this scar, he will never let anyone go without blowing the people who listen to the story. But no one dares to dislike him, and the Possess Army is even more envious of these people who have traces of Zhang Dashen.

In fact, Huang Feihong couldn't afford to dissuade Huang Zhi from General Qian, Xu Changhe, who was one of the first group of staff officers and the authentic disciples of the general manager. In the Baishan defense battle, he led the soldiers to kill the enemy and were killed by the enemy, but he still fought to the death. He was praised by General Zhang as a model of the Golden Wolf Camp. Huang Zhi knew that Zhang Li was a rotating meat in the slave army, and he had few good birds under his command. He had any subordinates of any commander, so he sent Xu Changhe to suppress the soldiers sent by Zhang Li. Seeing that the more quarrels became more and more outrageous, Liu Xiucai, the deputy general of the old and good man of the logistics camp, hurried forward to persuade him. (To be continued)
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