Han’s Son is Not a Slave: Chapter 748 Nothing but 3

More than 400 Mongolian cavalry blocked Yue Le's escape route to the east. One rode horses to kill Yue Le's Ghoshha, and the other drew bows and released arrows. On the slope, dozens of Taiping troops pushed down the crumbling tree that had long been chopped down. More than a dozen big trees rolled down from top to bottom, slicing across the middle of the road, dividing the Qing army congested at the exit into two. Some Qing soldiers could not dodge in time, but were paralyzed by the tree on the spot. The branches of the tree were full of branches, and many Qing soldiers were swept away.

The fallen tree completely blocked the way out of the Qing army. Although Yue Le's Goshha was full of elite soldiers, each of them was very skilled, but in a situation where the whole army was in chaos, personal bravery was of no use at all. More than a dozen Goshhas abandoned their horses and jumped over the tree, and while carrying their knives forward, they shouted at Goshha behind, asking them to quickly move the tree away and protect the prince from rushing out. But before these Goshhas could run a few steps, they were hit by a burst of arrows, and a sharp arrow hit the head's strong mouth, tearing off half of his mouth in one fell swoop.

Na Mutu and Wu Chongshan led the Mongolian soldiers to slash and kill the Qing troops who were cut off by the tree because of the back road. The rest of the Qing soldiers were so frightened that they turned around and jumped up the tree. As a result, you robbed me, and dozens of them fell among the trees. Before the fallen person could get up, he was ruthlessly stepped on by his companions on his body, face, and head. Some Qing soldiers who had just jumped on the tree trunk, before they had time to lift their feet to make the next jump, were shot by the Mongolian soldiers with an arrow. swayed slightly.

The scene in front of him made Yue Le extremely anxious. He stood on his horse and tightened the reins. Until now, he didn't know which soldiers and horses were ambushing him, and even when he heard the shouts of the Mongolian soldiers, he had an illusion and thought it was. The Mongolian army was in chaos. But the red military uniforms worn by the Mongolian soldiers told him that they were not Qing soldiers, but Ming soldiers!

Just like Roto's mistake on the Guangxi battlefield that day, Yue Le couldn't believe it, nor could he accept the existence of Mongolian soldiers in the Ming army, and he couldn't accept that he was captured alive!

Yue Le took a deep breath. Since he fought with Hauge at the age of 20, he has never encountered such a dangerous situation today. He knew that if he could not stand out, he would become the second Jidu and the third Manchu prince of Qing Dynasty to be killed in battle in Guannei.

Being captured, Yue Le didn't even think about it. If it really came to the end, he would choose suicide without hesitation. Even if he dies, he will not allow himself to become the Qing Dynasty and become a disgrace to Manchuria.

"Protect the lord, protect the lord!"

Dutong Suo Libai's foot was injured by a falling tree from the mountain, and his mount was also injured by the Ming army's fire cannon. He could only drag a wounded leg and rushed to Yue Le's side under the protection of his personal soldiers. Looking around, there are Ming troops everywhere, and the narrow official road is densely packed with heads, but most of them are long-haired thieves in red clothes.

"My lord, this servant will keep you out!"

Suo Libai hugged Yue Le's horse's legs and shouted for the surrounding Goshha and Han troops to rush over to protect Yue Le from breaking through. Han Daxun, the capital of the Han army, and others also retreated while fighting, trying to rush out together with Yue Lehui.

"Stop them!"

Fan Daan, a hundred households, saw that the two Qing troops were about to join together, and regardless of being hit by a battalion soldier in his right leg, he stumbled and waved his sword and shouted his subordinates to stop the Qing army. [Love ↑ Go △ Xiao ↓ Say △ Net WwW.AiQu] Dozens of spear-wielding Taiping troops immediately abandoned those scattered battalions and charged towards Han Daxun's Han army with their spears raised.

"Send the arrow, release the arrow!"

The Manchurian yellow flags all tried their best to lead a group of Han troops with more than a dozen Goshhas and Bao Yidu to retreat here. When they saw a team of Ming troops rushing forward, they immediately ordered to shoot arrows.

The guns and bows and arrows of the Ming army were also fired at the same time, and two thunderbolts fell on the Han army. Without waiting for the thunder to explode, the Han army, who had already eaten enough of the firecrackers, immediately dispersed and fled all around. Without the cover of the soldiers, Han Daxun was immediately hit by a stone in the right eye socket, and his eyeballs were smashed to pieces. The stone penetrated more than an inch into Han Daxun's eyes, and the pain caused him to cover his eyes and scream, and blood spurted out along his five fingers.

Witnessing the tragic state of Lord Dutong, the Han army was in a state of utter dread, and the courage they had just gathered dissipated in an instant.

The incompetence and cowardice of the Han army made Manchu Dutong try his best to be furious, but he was unable to stop it, not even shouting and scolding. Obviously, he and his Goshha and Baoyi slaves became the target of the Ming army. The Ming army's guns hiding on the slopes on both sides opened their guns to hit them from time to time, trying to make the area in which they were located seemed to be a forbidden area for death.

Damn, why does it hurt so much!

A pile of dead bodies not far away from the effort suddenly moved, and then was turned to one side, a bald head with blood on its forehead slumped slightly from the ground. While rubbing his swollen forehead as big as an egg, the bald man cursed at the hand who had not opened his eyes and pushed him, but he fell to the ground and slammed on a rock the size of an egg. On the spot, he passed out in pain.

Just as he was rubbing his head, Li Jinsheng discovered that a high-ranking official of the Qing army was waving a knife in front of him and shouting something. When he found that there were only two soldiers beside the high-ranking official of the Qing military, he felt that this was a blessing given to him by God, so he Instead of rubbing his head, he grabbed the spear of a dead soldier beside him and crawled from the ground to the high official of the Qing army.

"Poke your code!"

Li Jinsheng jumped up in a very confident situation, and stabbed the back of the Qing army officer with a spear. stab.

Seeing a Ming army with blood all over his head, he wanted to stab himself, so he tried his best to slash his sword in anger. Li Jinsheng let out a "Mummy", and was so frightened that he let go of the spear in his hand, and then a donkey rolled to the other side. He vaguely felt that there was a Qing soldier next to him, so he grabbed a hard object and smashed it at the soldier's knee.

The heavy blow of the stone and the huge pain made Goshha, who wanted to help his master hack the Ming army to death, involuntarily slacken, and knelt down on one knee. Shen, his eyes darkened immediately, and he fell to the ground.

On the other side, the hard worker also slashed with a knife. Li Jinsheng had nothing to stop him, so he decided to smash the stone in his hand at the coat slave. The dead mouse was hit **** the head of the coated slave, and the head of the coated slave was suddenly dented. The man shook his head and fell down.

"Good skill!"

Seeing that Li Jinsheng, who can only brag about meat and jokes, is so brave and solid, Fan Daan and all the soldiers are stunned.

Li Jinsheng grinned~www.mtlnovel.com~ It seems that it is easy to deal with such small enemies, but his heart is beating drums.

The Ming army thief killed two of his subordinates in a row, trying to be like a loner.

Li Jinsheng was not so embarrassed this time. The success of killing two people in a row made him really think that he was invincible, so he didn't dodge, he bent down and picked up a spear and stabbed it hard. The miracle happened again. In the stunned expressions of the Taiping Army, his spear stabbed hard into the hard-working chest.

Um? !

Li Jinsheng was overjoyed, could it be that he really deserved the great credit for this day! But he was only happy for a few seconds, but his face changed rapidly, because he saw that his spear had not penetrated into the body of the Tartar official.

how come? !

Li Jinsheng was so terrified that his soul was about to fly out, thinking that this Tartar official could not have become the golden bell and iron shirt of the legends of the Jianghu!

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(To be continued.)