The heads also fell to the ground.
Cut the tofu with a knife, chop it off with one knife!
The long knife was dripping with blood, and the blade was turned over.
Looking at the corpse of the rebel Qian Zong who collapsed to the ground in front of him, Wang Wu suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and immediately became as hard as iron.
In a desperate situation, he could forgive him for abandoning the Ming Dynasty and surrendering to the Qing Dynasty in order to survive, because no one can decide the life and death of others, and no one can force others to die!
But after surrendering, he immediately pointed his sword and gun at his former comrades. Wang Wu will never forgive such a person!
Either you die or I die.
The blood dyed his armor red, and standing with a knife, he looked as ferocious as when he was fighting for his life with the deputy general of the Green Camp of the Qing Army, and his eyes were filled with fierceness.
Crazy!
Blood madness!
The moment Ba Chang swung his sword, Wang Wu had no other thoughts and could only die.
Maybe he will never see the rising sun of tomorrow again, and he will never come back to this era, but he believes that future generations will definitely remember these heroes who resolutely chose to sacrifice at the critical moment of the nation!
Even if they are all small people.
Inexplicably, a beautiful yet shocking tune sounded in my ears.
"Maybe I say goodbye and will never come back. Do you understand? Do you understand?
Maybe I will fall down and never get up again. Do you still have to look forward to it forever?
If so, don't be sad, our blood-stained style is on the flag! "
Even though I am sleeping for a long time today, I have turned into a mountain to look at the northern land!
In the flash of light, Wang Wu's iron-tower-like body turned sharply, pointing his sword angrily at a dozen rebel soldiers holding swords and spears who wanted to step forward but did not dare to step forward. They only stared at him blankly.
These soldiers were all Han heroes who persisted in resisting the Qing Dynasty in these high mountains not long ago.
Nowadays, every forehead is bald.
They have their choice, and Wang Wu also has Wang Wu's choice.
"I am Wang Wu, Emperor Yongli of the Ming Dynasty, who has been awarded the title of General of Jingzhou. Do you dare to take my head to claim credit from the Tatars? If you dare, come and fight!"
He yelled fiercely and moved forward with the knife. Life or death would be a damn thing!
All the rebel soldiers took a step back in unison.
Their faces turned pale, and they were obviously shocked by the evil looks of the five fierce kings.
"Good man, how can you be a dog to the Tatars! If you don't dare to fight, I, Wang Wu, will fight with you!"
He let out a loud roar and swung his sword to kill the rebels alone.
Behind them, more and more Ming troops rushed forward, rushing towards the shaved rebels without anyone's orders.
Stab with a spear, chop with a machete, chop with an axe!
In an instant, blood and flesh were flying all over the slope.
The movement here immediately alarmed Ma Tengyun, who was watching the battle from a distance. Seeing Wan Yunlong's troops being attacked by the Ming army, Ma Tengyun couldn't help but became furious and cursed: "Wan Yunlong is ruining my big job!"
He knew that if Wan Yunlong could not hold on, the Ming army would definitely take the opportunity to condescendingly attack his central army, and then the central army would be in chaos.
However, at this time, the Chinese army was tightly entangled by the Ming army that had attacked earlier. The old Shun army fought desperately with his Chinese army, leaving him with no troops to reinforce Wan Yunlong. In desperation, he sent people Quickly seek help from Dachang Niu Wancheng Department.
The right-wing deputy general Ge Jinbao was also being attacked by another Ming army. However, although the Ming army attacked fiercely, it would not be able to advance for a while, which made Ma Tengyun feel reassured.
As long as they can hold out until Niu Wancheng's green camp troops arrive, no matter how brave and fearless the Ming army is, they will eventually be unable to withstand the Qing army's counterattack.
"Brothers, Brother Wang and his men are rushing forward!"
Ma Sizhong, who was fighting desperately with the Qing army in the valley, was greatly encouraged when he saw that Wang Wu had led his men to attack.
In order to prevent Ma Tengyun from deploying manpower to block the fifth Wang brothers, he led the old soldiers with double swords to pin down the Ma army.
On the hillside, the fighting between the Ming army and the rebels was heating up.
There were stabbed corpses and broken limbs everywhere, and the warm blood actually turned the snow on the slope into bloody water!
The desperate charge of the Ming army dissipated the fighting spirit of the shaved rebels. If Wan Yunlong hadn't led his troops to supervise the battle, killed several soldiers who tried to escape, and personally went into battle to fight the Ming army, the rebels would probably have lost their fighting spirit. Already defeated.
Zhao Jinzhong wanted to shoot Wan Yunlong, but Wan Yunlong and his men mixed with his own soldiers, making it difficult for him to catch him. He simply abandoned his big bow, drew his knife and led his men to join in the melee fight.
The broadsword in the hand of the blind man Wansi was broken into two pieces because he had cut it in the air and fell on the stone. Without the weapon, he simply rammed into the rebels in front like a bull.
The rebels stabbed Wan Si in the abdomen with a spear, but it could not penetrate Wan Si's armor.
"Oh shit!"
Wan Si also went crazy. He grabbed the tip of the spear and charged forward with a roar. The rebel soldier at the other end of the spear stepped back repeatedly, knocking the two companions who followed him to the ground.
This scene made other armored Ming soldiers not far away shine in their eyes, and they imitated the rebels and crashed into them.
The rebels' swords and spears could not break through these armored Ming soldiers, and they were knocked to the ground one after another.
The scene was chaotic.
Seeing this, team officer Zhang Pengyu led his men to follow with short knives, harvesting the fallen rebels one by one, then twisted into a fist and rushed towards the rear of the rebels.
The fighting became more and more fierce. Fire guns and bows and crossbows lost any meaning at this time, and they were all close-quarters fighting.
The weapons of many soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have been discarded, and some of their swords have been cut open.
But those unarmed soldiers of the Ming Dynasty simply fought against the rebels with their hands. Some strangled the rebels' necks, some smashed the rebels' heads with stones, some poked their eyes, and some It even bit them in the face.
The ground was full of soldiers rolling together.
The mute Zhu Sanyuan has always been with the captain because he has a major mission.
But the captain got out of his temper and slashed among the rebels like a lunatic. He lost touch with the captain without paying attention. Just when he was about to rush over to protect the captain, he saw a rebel who was frightened by his own side and was about to go to the slope. He ran down and immediately jumped up to hug the rebel commander.
The two of them rolled down the slope at the same time due to weightlessness. After being blocked by a huge boulder, Zhu San felt his face in a daze and touched the face of the rebel General Qian, and without thinking, he dug it in with both hands.
The pain immediately made the rebel Qian Zong scream "Ahhhh", and he tried his best to break free of the mute Zhu San. He staggered up and bumped his head against the rock.
The mute also stumbled up. His head was dizzy, his feet were in a mess, and he was swaying around like a drunk.
On the index fingers of both hands, there were two bloody eyeballs.
Some are white and some are red, each with a long blood vein.
Goodbye, the rebel Qian Zong hit the stone and fell to the ground again. His eyes were empty and turned into bleeding holes.
The Ming army became more courageous as they fought, while the rebels became more frightened as they fought. Finally, they could no longer hold on and ran down the slope crying like wolves.
Wan Yunlong could not stop the retreat because his soldiers were also running away.
Seeing a bright general covered in blood and wearing iron armor running towards him, Wan Yunlong knew that the situation was over and did not dare to fight with him. He gritted his teeth and turned around and ran down the slope.
In a panic, he accidentally stumbled over a protruding stone. He scrambled up and rushed down the slope without even glancing at it.
His body ran wildly through the snow for more than ten steps, then suddenly stopped suddenly, and then he saw his right hand raised slightly, trying to find something.
Then he fell forward and made a human-shaped dent in the snow.
More than ten steps behind him, his head was stepped on by Wang Wu.
His eyes were still closed, and he was looking at the body in front of him!
