The explosion of fire engulfed them, and the sand and gravel flew up from the ground and turned into countless projectiles, smashing their proud armor and smashing their bodies inside.

Wow!

A Chang suddenly opened his mouth wide, and a mouthful of dark red blood spurted out. There were still many dark red blood clots in the blood, which were obviously broken internal organs.

This guy's vitality is extremely tenacious and has not died immediately. The scenes of entering the pass are constantly flashing in front of him. Countless Han people are like chickens and ducks, allowing them to drive them away. The Ming army dare not fight, grab money, grab food, grab women, and grab slaves. How happy and proud, there is a large circle of livestock in his home serving his family.

When they rushed into the gates, they were no longer satisfied with looting. They wanted to become the masters of this rich land. Achang was excited and fantasized about the bright future of the best.

But all these were gone. When the flames rose in front of him, everything was over. These Han people were not slaves after all. The thin and withered soldier, facing the Iron Cavalry, had no fear or hesitation, and even with a faint smile, resolutely inserted the fire into the explosive barrel.

A Chang's body fell to the ground, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had the pride of dreams and the cruelty of awakening...

More than 400 dead soldiers were almost wiped out, and there were two or three hundred Eight Banners soldiers who were killed and injured. Compared with death, their robbers were absolutely shocked even more.

A group of barbarians will never understand that there is something more terrible in this world than death, and that there is a belief worthy of protecting with life!

The horse's hooves stepped on the hard ground, and a team of cavalry came to the ground. This time it was not the Iron Cavalry of the Qing Dynasty, but the Guanning Army led by Gu Zhenhua!

Gu Zhenhua rushed to the front, like a sharp arrow, penetrated into the Qing soldiers' bodies without hesitation.

The smoke of gunpowder had not dissipated, and the Qing soldiers were still immersed in the horror just now. Gu Zhenhua's war horse had already arrived beside them, and his long sword was swung, and the big head fell to the ground.

One after another, Gu Zhenhua took action angrily. Every time he used his sword, a Qing soldier fell to the ground. The other soldiers also had red eyes and killed wildly.

In fact, they all realized the strangeness of the Qing Dynasty entering the pass this time. They were no longer fighting for the Ming Dynasty, not fighting for the great success, nor for a general.

Perhaps it is true as Gu Zhenhua said, for China!

"For China!"

A soldier shouted out on the battlefield, and then someone shouted together: "For China! For China!"

The Hongniang, who had been watching the battle behind, had been holding her hands on the hilt of the knife since the war started, and her blood kept heating up.

When the roar rang, the Hongniang shouted unconsciously: "For China!"

A red lightning bolt rushed out of the battle formation, and dozens of female soldiers followed closely, blew towards the Qing Dynasty like a whirlwind.

Li Yan saw it and stomped his feet hard, shouting loudly: "Why are you still standing there? Run with me!"

The Dashun Army rushed towards the Qing army like a flood that broke through the dam. The sword was raised high and the spear was like a forest. Everyone roared, releasing the resentment in their hearts.

With one sword, the Tartars stood up, and then two long spears were stabbed over. Plasma gushed out of the Qing soldiers, and then more soldiers rushed up. You and I shot them, killing the Tartar completely.

Gu Zhenhua rushed to the front of the team, and the machete in his hand was the most efficient killing weapon. He kept reaping his life. Gu Zhenhua, who was covered in blood, brought death to these Tartars like a god of war coming out of hell.

A white-armored soldier threw the flying axe in his hand at Gu Zhenhua. Gu Zhenhua suddenly lowered his head and reached out to hold the handle of the axe.

"let go!"

With a loud shout, the white armor could not catch it. Just as he was stunned, the machete had already landed on his neck and his head flew far away.

Gu Zhenhua simply held the machete in one hand and the axe in the other, chopping and killing wildly. His blood was boiling. Never before, he was so eager for blood. Only this red can eliminate the anger in his heart.

"Men Qing, see the hell, see the hell!"

Gu Zhenhua roared loudly, and suddenly a red flashed in front of his eyes. The knight on the red horse waved his sword and stabbed the Qing army in the throat with one sword. Suddenly, a Tartar died on the ground.

"Justice Gu, not only are you men heroes, but you must know that men are not as good as men!" The voice of Hong Niangzi's silver bell echoed on the battlefield.

Gu Zhenhua felt a little warm and couldn't help but smile and said, "Mrs. Li is indeed brave, comparable to Mrs. Qin!"

Mrs. Qin is naturally the famous Qin Liangyu, who is also the idol of the Hongniang. When she heard Gu Zhenhua mention it, she felt very happy.

They rushed and beat hard, and all the seven Niulu sent by Duoduo suffered heavy losses, and more than 7800 Tartars were chopped and killed. Although the Dashun Army also sacrificed thousands of people, it was obvious that the loss was worth it!

The more the soldiers killed, the more they became, the more they became. Everyone seemed to have forgotten their fatigue. The Qing soldiers were also frightened and retreated frequently, leaving behind dead bodies all over the ground.

Just as they were about to make a fuss, a gust of wind and sand suddenly rolled up, and the sand flew away from the stones, and the sky instantly turned dark yellow. Everyone was blown so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. For more than ten steps opposite, they couldn't see anyone.

When the strong wind blew, Gu Zhenhua's heart suddenly felt cold. According to records, it was such a strong wind that gave the Qing Dynasty time to arrange it calmly. As a result, when the wind stopped, the Qing Dynasty and Wu Sangui army both came out and defeated the Dashun army.

After struggling for so long, is history still going to be like this? Does Li Zicheng have no chance?

When Gu Zhenhua thought of this, he became angry and chopped down two Qing soldiers in a row. After all, Gu Zhenhua was also flesh and bloody, and his arms were numb and swollen, and he lost his strength.

"Brothers, back!"

With the order of Gu Zhenhua, his cavalry quickly retreated. The Guanning Army was all veterans, not unfamiliar with them at all, and soon left the battlefield. Until this time, the strong wind finally stopped!

"Sir, you're so happy to kill. I'm afraid there are five or six hundred Tartars who die at our hands. If it were in the past, this would be a great contribution to alarming the emperor." Yue Polu said excitedly.

"It's not just alarming the emperor, but Chongzhen can excitedly run to the Taimiao to burn incense to his ancestors!" Guo Yunlong also laughed. In fact, Guo Yunlong was a little suspicious of Gu Zhenhua at first, but under the leadership of Gu Zhenhua, he defeated the arrogant Tartars one after another, and Guo Yunlong willingly followed Gu Zhenhua.

At this moment, he suddenly ran from a distance and got close to Li Yan, and fell off the horse.

"You have reported to the general, and the big thing is wrong. The Qing army's official white banner broke through General Liu Zongmin's defense line and the king was in danger!"
Chapter completed!