In Julu, north of Jiazhuang, by the Haoshui Bridge, white snow has covered the Haoshui River on both sides of the bridge.
But in the land south of Haoshui Bridge, it was muddy, with snow mixed with mud and dyed bright red by blood.
The sound of fighting continued, and screams and wails could be heard everywhere. By the Haoshui Bridge, groups of Qing soldiers and Xuanda sergeants were entangled together, one group in the east, one group in the west, and one group in the south.
In fact, these were just sporadic melees. The Xuanda troops who broke out from various camps were divided and surrounded by Qing troops, holding on to the final battle.
This kind of battle is neither for victory nor for breaking out, but is governed by a very simple desire, that is, to kill one or more enemies before falling, and to refuse to surrender.
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Lu Xiangsheng's servant Gu Xian had been following Lu Xiangsheng on horseback. He was wounded in more than a dozen places and fell off his horse. He lost consciousness, but no one noticed him.
It's not that everyone doesn't want to find out, it's that the scene is too chaotic, everything is messed up, the skylight is getting darker and darker, and even from a distance, you can't see the faces clearly.
After a moment, Gu Xian suddenly raised his head. He opened his blood-red eyes, but he could no longer see his master and supervisor Lu Xiangsheng.
At this moment, a group of enemy cavalry ran past him. He casually grabbed a waist knife from the ground and threw it hard at a running Qing soldier, stabbing the Qing soldier in the head and face.
With a scream, the Qing soldier fell off his horse, "I've made another one!" Gu Xian roared indistinctly in his throat, fell down, and never moved again.
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There were only dozens of cavalrymen left around Zhang Cheng, including Lu Xiangsheng and Yang Lukai. They were surrounded by groups and piles. Qing soldiers and Xuan soldiers were fighting in a melee everywhere, and it was impossible to see the faces of those people clearly.
"General, General..."
Chen Zhong led Lin Fangping and more than ten cavalry guards to rush out from a fighting group on the left, called Zhang Cheng from a distance, and headed straight for him.
His eyes never left Zhang Cheng, but when he rushed out just now, he was met by three teams of Qing soldiers, each with three to four hundred people. The two sides immediately started fighting.
Seeing Zhang Cheng and Lu Xiangsheng stabbing each other left and right with a clamped knife stick, hitting them up and down, and flying their swords, the Qing soldiers were invincible and rushed straight past them.
He led the guards, but Zhang Guangda's left sentry was intercepted and fought by a group of Qing soldiers. Looking around, he saw Chen Zheng leading the outpost to protect Liang Song's more than a hundred cavalry, who were surrounded by Qing soldiers on the right rear. cut.
Chen Zhong hurriedly shouted loudly: "Zhang Shao, I'm going to chase the general. Over there, pull out Chen Zheng's outpost and kill...kill..."
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Over there, Wu Zhizhong led the last wave of right sentries to rush out. The Qing soldiers in front had already formed a melee with Xuan Da's army and horses who had rushed out first. He saw two groups of people and horses fighting in a melee on the right, one of which was red, so he led his men Riding to the rescue.
The three-eyed gun had been discharged long ago. He didn't have time to reload it, so he held it in his hand, swung it like a sledgehammer and smashed it open.
There were about 400 Qing troops in that group, of whom there were only about 30 cavalry, and the rest were infantry. Seeing Wu Zhizhong's 1,780 cavalry rushing towards him, he panicked and was easily killed by them.
When Wu Zhizhong rushed into the Qing army, he saw that it was Zhang Guodong, the general of Qian who was supervising Biao Camp under Lu Xiangsheng, leading less than 200 cavalry. They must have rushed all the way here and were surrounded by Qing soldiers, unable to escape for a while.
He rode up to Zhang Guodong and shouted: "Mr. Zhang Qian, work together to fight out. Go north and cross the west side of the bridge. There are few Tatars there..."
Without waiting for Zhang Guodong to reply, Wu Zhizhong leapt on his horse and rushed north after shouting. They joined forces and ran northward. The Qing soldiers were unable to stop them, and their few dozen cavalry did not dare to pursue them.
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When Zhang Cheng heard Chen Zhong's shouts, he reined in his horse and looked back. He saw a dozen horses running towards him from behind on the left. He raised the knife stick in his hand and asked loudly: "Where are the others?"
Chen Zhongben stepped forward and replied: "Zhang Huzi went to save Brother Zheng, I didn't see the others."
"No matter what, protect the governor and fight out first..."
Just when Zhang Cheng said this, he heard a faint voice shouting from in front: "Supervisor... Supervisor..."
He turned around and saw a group of Qing cavalry rushing towards them, surrounding Lu Xiangsheng. His servant Liu Jinhai and others were separated from the outside, and they were fighting hard and shouting loudly.
"Kill the Tatars and save the governor!"
Zhang Cheng shouted loudly and rushed over. He swung the knife and stick in his hand and hit the head of a Qing cavalry horse. The horse let out a mournful cry, raised its front hooves slightly, and fell to the ground like a hill.
The Qing soldier rolled off his horse, and he reacted quickly. The moment the horse fell, he kicked off his legs, and he bounced off the saddle. As soon as he landed on the ground, he stood up and was about to pursue Zhang with his long knife. Sincerity.
Behind him, Chen Zhong rode his horse forward. With the force of the horse's forward charge, he swung the mace from behind to forward. With a "bang" sound, the Qing soldier's head burst open, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, and he stood up straight like a piece of wood. He fell to the ground and made no sound.
Zhang Cheng didn't stop at all, stabbing forward diagonally with his knife and stick. Using his horse power, he drove another Qing soldier off his horse. He rushed into the Qing army's formation and saw a Qing general wearing a pure blue fine coat. Iron armor, a spear in his hand was stabbing Lu Xiangsheng in the chest.
"Supervisor..."
A heart-rending roar came from Zhang Cheng's mouth, and the people around him were startled.
He was more than ten steps away from Lu Xiangshang, and there was no way to save him. The grief and anger instantly filled Zhang Cheng's heart and body. He felt completely frozen, as if he had lost everything in an instant, and there was an empty feeling all over his body.
At this moment, Lu Xiangsheng's pastoral officer Yang Lukai rushed up with his horse, pressed his hand on the saddle, and pushed hard with both feet at the same time. He jumped up from the horse and flew in front of Lu Xiangsheng, blocking the life-threatening blow for him. One shot.
The Qing general saw that Lu Xiangsheng was dressed differently than ordinary people, so he guessed that he was no ordinary general. He wanted to kill him, thinking he would take credit, so he shot him with all his strength while riding a horse.
The tip of the spear immediately penetrated Yang Lukai's back, and an arrow of blood sprayed on Lu Xiangsheng's thin face. His eye sockets, already sunken due to fatigue, were filled with splashes of blood and were slowly dripping.
When Lu Xiangsheng saw Yang Lukai died tragically to save him, he grinned and roared: "Beast!"
He looked like a deadly Yama from hell. The Qing general opposite was frightened by his terrifying image and was embarrassed, not knowing how to deal with it.
Lu Xiangsheng roared and charged up on his horse, slashing the Qing general's neck with all his strength with his fine iron sword, slashing a long gash diagonally from his neck down to his right rib.
The Qing general was still stunned. He opened his mouth suddenly, and blood gushed out from his mouth. His entire upper body split open and he fell backward. Those unknown things in his chest were mixed with bright red blood and splattered everywhere!
