Chapter 177: Fat soldiers descended from the sky

The broken nine-flag white-haired flag, the defeated general Aobai's flag, there are countless musket bullet holes, arrow holes and shrapnel holes on it, and are covered with mud and grass clippings, and there are even many traces of burning and rolling. If you want to change it, such a flag is not to mention being used by the Mi Qing army as the main flag of the entire army, even if it is thrown on the side of the road, someone may not be able to pick it up.

It's strange that when Oboi hung this handsome flag on the hillside of Qianling Mountain, the Qing soldiers outside Guiyang who were desperate to vent their vent because Tuhai Burning City had nowhere to settle down, quickly calmed down, holding their exhausted bodies, holding their staggering injured companions, silently walked towards Qianling Mountain, and walked from all directions toward this broken handsome flag. At the foot of the mountain, he looked at the broken Qing army's broken handsome flag, as if he was possessed by a demon.

At this time, the wounds on Oboi's body had been re-banded with the help of Hadaha and other personal guards. However, the wound on the corner of his eyes that was most injured was still bleeding under the gauze. It took less time to dye the white gauze red. It was the wound brought to Oboi by the Wu army's cluster bomb. If the two personal soldiers had not sacrificed themselves to save their master and pressed against Oboi, the airdrop bomb that exploded in front of Oboi would have killed Oboi.

With the help of Hadaha, Oboi stood up and looked at the Qing soldiers gathering at the foot of the mountain. A sense of sorrow surged in his heart. These were the most elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty. When they set out from Guiyang to head south, they all had bright armor and looked so energetic. How might the team be. But in just a few days, when they returned to the city of Guiyang again, how embarrassed these soldiers became? Almost everyone was injured, exhausted, and they were all staggering by hunger, tiredness and thirst. They couldn't find a clean and neat place on their bodies, so weak that they could blow them down.

"Soldiers..." Oboi's voice was a little choked. After trying hard to clear his throat, Oboi tried to calm himself down and said in his greatest voice: "Soldiers, soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, yesterday's defeat has nothing to do with you. It is all my responsibility. When I arrive at a safe place, I will naturally give you an explanation. But now, I have another mission, which is to take you home and to a safe place. Please consciously abide by military discipline, obey my orders, and let me take you... home."

Tens of thousands of defeated Qing soldiers were silent, only Oboi's slightly hoarse and sobbing voice echoed in the mountains, "Soldiers, don't give up hope, for your relatives in your hometown, for your wife, children, and parents, please do not give up hope of life, pick up your weapons again, straighten your back, stand your formation, and let me take you home!"

Speaking of the last word "Go home", Obai couldn't help but shed tears, and countless mite soldiers also shed tears, and arranged in silently at the foot of Qianling Mountain to find a position. The chaotic defeated soldiers changed and gradually returned to the formation. Obai wiped away the tears from his face and choked with an order to Hadaha, "Go and send orders to the deputy generals of the commander and above, and go to the front of the formation and reorganize them in units of 300 people. If the generals of the subordinate level are not enough, they will be selected from the next level of the generals."

Hadaha and other personal soldiers took the order and left. After a while, dozens of Miqing generals left the line and reorganized the team with the help of Hadaha and other generals. Several surviving Miqing senior generals were also led to Oboi. What made Oboi overjoyed was that two young generals, Jieshu and Leerjin, were on the list, but Yue Le and Zhao Liangdong, the most favored by Oboi, disappeared. Oboi hurriedly asked Leerjin: "Prince Shun, where is your uncle Prince? At that time, you were on the left wing of our army. Do you know his situation?"

"When the Grand Tutor returned to the Grand Tutor, my uncle and the others were surrounded by barbarians and could not retreat with the generals." Leerjin replied with tears in his eyes: "When our army collapsed and retreated, my uncle and his men had to break through the deep Miaoling Mountains in the north because of the retreat. Later, my uncle and the others were in trouble, and my men didn't know what happened. "

Obai was speechless. The deep Miaoling Mountains were full of deep mountains and forests, with poisonous snakes and beasts everywhere, swamp mud. The locals were all dead and dead when they entered. Yue Lejun was all from the north. After entering such a place, no one could predict how many people could get out. After a tragic smile, Obai murmured to himself: "Zhao Liangdong, who is familiar with the situation in Guizhou, is with him. I hope a miracle will happen. The future of the Qing Dynasty depends on him."

When he sighed again, more than a dozen messengers left by Tuhai were also led to Oboi and told Oboi: "Report to the Grand Tushi, Tuzhongtang was ordered to abandon Guiyang. In order to prevent the Wugou army from cutting off our retreat, he has led his army to Guiding, Bajiang. Tuzhongtang asked us to report to the Grand Tushi and all the princes, and he will leave an army to meet the Grand Tushi and all the princes in Bajiang City (Gulongli).

"Bajiang?" Obai was happy and said happily: "Tuhai is quite a bit of mind. The Bajiang is surrounded by mountains and streams. It has been the first throat of Qian and Chu since ancient times. The terrain is extremely steep. As long as you guard this throat, you will have hope to block the pursuit of Wu Sangui's old thief."

"Tai Shi, let's go quickly." Jieshu urged tremblingly: "The army came to report that the pursuers of the old thief Wu Sangui had arrived in Huaxi, less than thirty miles away."

"How is the army organized? How many people are left?" Oboi turned to Hadaha next to him and asked.

"Reported to the Grand Master, it has been reorganized, and there are about 32,000 people left." Hadaha replied quickly.

"That's all." Oboi's nose was sore, and he said with a forced smile: "No, it's more than I guess. Just do it like this. Go and tell the soldiers, and say that Tuhai has prepared food, wine and meat for everyone in Bajiang, and pick us up there. As long as we arrive at Bajiang, we can have dinner and rest."

Hadaha and others followed the order, and Oboi sent Jieshu forward to open the way. Leerjin led the central army and personally led the army behind the palace. After a while, more than 30,000 defeated generals of Miqing resembling soldiers set off again and marched northeast at full speed along the official road. In fact, it was almost the same as the normal marching speed of Miqing's army. However, the same was true for Wu Sangui's army to catch up with Miqing's defeated army. However, because the horses and soldiers were extremely tired, they couldn't get up at this moment. They could only hold the knife and sharpen the wood chopper's mind to rest for a while, and then pursue it with all their strength after recovering.

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There is a reason why Oboi and Tuhai attach so much importance to the small town of Bajiang. This small town that was only changed to a county a year ago. Although there is only one street and a broken earth and stone wall, the official post roads of the Ming and Qing dynasties passed through the city. Whether from Huguang to Guizhou or from Guizhou to Huguang, they must pass through this small city built on the top of the mountain. The importance of the location can be imagined.

It is precisely because of this that when Tuhai left behind his confidant Shubuku, he led two thousand troops to the city to receive the defeated Qing army, he repeatedly reminded Shubuku: "The people in the city must kill them all, so as not to be civil strife to meet Wu Gou. If this small city is lost again, no one of the troops behind us can escape from Guizhou."

Shubuku was very obedient. The Tuhai army had just left Bajiang along the post road that passed through the city. Shubuku killed all the people in the city cleanly - although in order to avoid the war, the residents in the city were already scattered, and only more than 100 elderly, fever and disabled people did not escape. When the last city died innocently under the Qing army's butcher knife, it was already noon on the eighth day of the sixth month of the eleventh year of the eleventh year of the eleventh year of the Qing Kang Mazi.

"Master, someone is here!" Just after midday, the Qing army sentry on the city tower suddenly started to shout loudly. Shubuku hurriedly climbed the city tower and saw that a Qing army team had indeed come from the post road on the gentle slope southwest. There were only 40 or 50 people, holding a war horse and pulling the tattered military flag. They were covered in blood and soil, and walked very slowly dejectedly. The leader was wearing the Qing army sentry uniform without even a hat. He shouted weakly from afar: "Don't shoot arrows, don't shoot arrows, it's your own people."

"It's my own person." Shubuku breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand. The Qing army archer on the city wall quickly put down the bow and arrow musket. Shubuku ordered again: "Open the city gate and let them come in, and bring the leader up. I want to ask him what I want to ask."

The order was conveyed, and the already broken city gate slowly opened. Forty or fifty Qing soldiers led their war horses and walked into the city. The leader of the sentry officer was led to the city wall. Shubuku couldn't wait to ask, "Are you a team under the general? What's going on behind?"

"Go back to General, we are the cavalry under Prince An. The brigade was disbanded by Wu Gou." The Qing army whistleman, who had cross-eyed eyes, spoke in a Guangdong accent and replied weakly: "The situation behind is very miserable. Wu Gou's army has been chasing our brigade. We took the chance to walk on a small path, avoided the pursuers before fleeing here."

"How is Master Ao? Is there any news?" Shubuku asked impatiently again.

"Boom!" Before the cross-eyed whistle answered, a loud noise suddenly came from the west gate of Bajiang City and the screams of Qing soldiers. Shubuku and other Qing generals were shocked and ran to the side of the arrow pile to watch. The cross-eyed whistle suddenly stretched out his ape's arms, tied Shubuku's neck with his left hand, pulled out Shubuku's knife like lightning in his right hand, and put the backhand on Shubuku's throat, shouting: "Put down all weapons! Put down your weapons!"

As he shouted, the cross-eyed Qing soldiers dragged Shubuku and quickly retreated to the city wall to face the arrows to avoid being attacked by the enemy. At the same time, outside the west gate of Bajiang, countless figures suddenly emerged from the woods next to the roadside that were silently just now. They were dressed in white cloth and were wearing giant swords on their backs. They crossed mountains and ridges like flat ground, and rushed towards the Bajiang City Gate like a whirlwind. The guards at the city gate had already been blown to pieces by grenades, so naturally they could not close the city gate. The group of Bajiang City rushed into the Bajiang City Gate almost in the blink of an eye, and a scream and explosion sounded suddenly in the Bajiang City.

"Kill--!" A new shout of killing came, and a team of Wu army cavalry turned out from behind the mountain and rushed straight along the official road. The cross-eyed Qing soldiers took the opportunity to yell: "Let me know, the 20,000 troops of the Pingxi Prince's Mansion have arrived. Put down your weapons and surrender and don't kill them! Resist stubbornly, and kill them without any slightest!"

As he roared, the cross-eye tightened the steel knife to Shubuku's neck and shouted: "Tell them to put down their weapons, otherwise they will kill you!" Shubuku hesitated for a moment, and the cross-eye immediately swung his sword and slashed Shubuku's thigh with one knife. Shubuku's eyes were so painful that Shubuku's eyes were crying and screaming in pain, "Put down the weapons, put down the weapons for me!"

"Put down your weapons and spare you all the time!" The cross-eyed roared again, and the Qing soldiers with swords and guns around him were hesitant. At this time, a fat black boy suddenly led three or four fake Qing soldiers to rush up. When he saw that the cross-eyed roar was surrounded, he immediately roared: "Brother Hong, don't be afraid, I'll save you! A lot of bastards, die!"

As he shouted, the fat black boy raised a pure iron mace and swung the surrounding Qing soldiers fiercely. Wherever he reached the place where the mace weighing more than 60 kilograms, the Qing soldiers even raised their swords to block the enemy. The tiger's mouth was bleeding, and then he was hit on the head with a stick. He either broke his muscles or had a broken brain, and died miserably. Although the remaining fake Qing soldiers did not have the terrifying brute force of this fat black boy, they were extremely skilled in martial arts. The attack and defense were orderly during the chopping and killing, and they cooperated skillfully, and defeated several times the Qing soldiers to retreat.

"Tell them to put down their weapons again." Hong Xiguan also slashed Shubuku on the thigh with a knife. Shubuku had no choice but to shout in a crying voice: "Put down the weapons, dog slaves, put down the weapons for me. This is a military order, a military order, put down the weapons!"

The shouts of killing in the city became more and more intense. The Wu cavalry outside the city rushed closer and closer. The Qing army guards on the city wall became hesitant. At this time, a Qing soldier was suddenly grabbed by the fat black boy, grabbed his arms and swung them out like a wheel. He passed over the heads of the people and flew down the city more than ten feet away. He fell so hard that his muscles and bones were broken, blood and flesh were blurred. The fierce screams almost covered the sound of the grenade explosion in the city. All the Qing soldiers' faces changed color, thinking that the black boy's strength was so fucking terrifying. When the fat black boy went to grab another Qing soldier, the Qing soldier didn't even have the courage to resist. He threw his weapon directly and knelt on the ground and started crying, "I surrender, I surrender!"

"Surrender, surrender." With the lead, countless Qing soldiers collapsed in their psychological defenses and rushed to put down their weapons to surrender. A small number of the stubborn Qing soldiers were also cut into meat sauce by the tide of the tide of the tide of the tide of the tide of the city wall. The Ximen of the Bajiang River quickly fell into the hands of the Wu army.

When Fatty Lu and Li Tianzhi personally led the Wu army brigade into the city, the battle in Xijiang City had basically ended. Affected by the main defeat, most of the Qing soldiers who had basically no fighting spirit escaped from the East Gate of Bajiang, and a small number were killed, and about two or three hundred people were captured by the Wu army. When they saw that the people in the city were slaughtered, Fat Lu also got angry and shouted an angrily order: "Cut all the prisoners, no one left! Avenge the people!"

"Cousin, didn't you say that the prisoners only killed all the dogs?" Lu Fatty cousin Qin Yong asked carefully: "Most of these prisoners are traitors, and they are the targets you said you can fight for."

"The preferential treatment of prisoners depends on the situation." Fatty Lu whispered: "We have only more than 2,100 people in total. We want to block the defeated soldiers who are eager to jump over the wall. The troops are already very tight, so why should we use to guard the prisoners? If they rebel in the city, then we will be miserable?"

Qin Yong had always respected his cousin, but he didn't dare to insist when he heard this. He immediately rushed to the captive group with a team of soldiers. Shubuku was the first to be cut off by Qin Yong. The other Wu soldiers' steel knives were rising and falling. The desperate screams echoed again in Bajiang City. Fatty Lu called Li Tianzhi and Xiao Erlang again, asking them to lead people to close the city gate and block the city gate from the inside without leaving any weakness for the Qing army to attack. At the same time, Fatty Lu's general Qujing, Lu's big banner also floated on the city tower for the first time.

"Boss, don't rush to shoot our flag, right?" Fatty Lu's new lackey, Wang Shaobo jumped out and suggested: "According to the students' opinions, it is best to continue to fight the military flag of the dog. This will not only avoid shocking the snake, but also make the defeated soldiers of the dog temporarily want to escape, and take other paths to escape. You can also adapt to the situation and gain time. Even if you delay a little more time, you can also gain more time to wait for our main force to siege."

"Good idea, why didn't I expect it?" Fatty Lu slapped himself gently and blamed himself: "It must be the first time he was too excited to lead the army. He actually forgot to buy time. It's really time to hit him!"

"Erlang, take people up the city wall, take down all our military flags, and hang the dog-filled flags again!"

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The mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole was behind. What Fatty Lu never dreamed of was that when he ordered Xiao Erlang and others to pick their own flags and rehang the Qing army flags, in the woods on the mountain opposite Bajiang City, the two Fatty Lu were very afraid of, and they were lurking here quietly, but the troops were too few, so they did not dare to come up and attack. The two generals of the Que Qing, one was named Yue Le and the other was named Zhao Liangdong.

Yue Le and Zhao Liangdong also took the Bajiang River, a Qingyan Road, Lu. After Yue Le led his army to break through the Miaoling Mountains, Zhao Liangdong, who was familiar with the terrain of Guizhou, knew that once he went deep into Miaoling, the poisonous snakes, beasts and swamp sinkholes in the primeval forest could kill Yue Le's army, so he tried hard to persuade Yue Le to change into ordinary soldiers' clothes, led twenty or thirty of the most reliable personal soldiers to quietly leave the brigade, hid in the deep forest, and escaped by luck by the Wu army's chasing. It was dark when it was only out of the woods, and found the bodies of Wu soldiers on the battlefield, took off their corpses and changed to the Wu army's uniforms, and fled north under the cover of the night and the chaos, sneaked into the Qingyan Road that Zhao Liangdong had also walked, and walked through this shortcut to the outside of Bajiang City.

But unfortunately, Yue Le, Zhao Liangdong and others were still much late, so when they discovered Fatty Lu's army, Fatty Lu's army had completely controlled the entire Bajiang town, and hung the Wu army flag on the city. How could the dozen people around Yue Le and Zhao Liangdong have the courage to go up the mountain to enter the city?

"Lu? Is Lu Yifeng's army?" Seeing the Lu flag on Bajiang City from the telescope, Yue Le's handsome face, blood-stained by soil, turned completely gray, and he didn't dare to scream. He could only grit his teeth and roar in a low voice, "How come Lu Yifeng, this dog thief? Why did he get here so soon?"

"It must be on the Qingyan Road." Zhao Liangdong said tremblingly: "No wonder when we came from Qingyan Road, there were traces of marching on the road. At first, I thought it was our defeated soldiers, but I didn't expect it to be Lu Yifeng, a man! The path was so remote, how did he know?"

"It's over, our brigade's retreat has been cut off." Yue Le became desperate, "Barma Lu Yifeng, why didn't I kill you with one knife? How could you be satisfied with it?"

"Prince, look, Han Gou has taken off the flag again." A Qing soldier screamed in a low voice.

Yue Le quickly raised his telescope again and saw that the Wu army soldiers had indeed taken off the Wu army flag and hung the Qing army flag again. Yue Le was a little puzzled at first, and then suddenly woke up and shouted angrily: "Barcelor Lu Yifeng, is so shameless? Not only did we cut off our brigade's backroads, but we still wanted to pretend to be our army and play what tricks?"

"Who knows?" Zhao Liangdong smiled bitterly and whispered: "Your Majesty, you can't delay it. When Wu Gou Team catches up, we can't run away. Take advantage of the situation and hurry up and walk around Bajiang City and chase the army ahead of us."

"No, I want to report to our brigade. I can't watch them be harmed by Lu Yifeng's barbarian!" Yue Le jumped up.

"Prince, no more!" Zhao Liangdong quickly grabbed Yue Le and begged: "Good Prince, I have said it again and again. You saw it with your own eyes last night. In this case, being with the brigade is the most dangerous. Besides, Wu Gou's pursuers come here again, and we will turn back again. What's wrong with the death in vain?"

"Then I can't watch Lu Yifeng's barbarian who is cheating and harming our Qing Dynasty soldiers?" Yue Le asked angrily.

"Prince, why are you..." Zhao Liangdong was anxious and suddenly had an idea and said, "Prince, I asked you to bypass Bajiang City to save our squadron. Just now, you saw that Lu Yifeng's barbarians snatched Bajiang from our army. This proves that our front team must have not gone far. We bypass Bajiang City and chased our army and organized them to fight back. Wouldn't we be able to meet our squadron? At that time, we will attack on both sides and make a fat man Lu Yifeng into dumplings, which is not without hope!"

Yue Le began to be moved and secretly thought that he would meet with the brigade now. Even if he passed the news that Bajiang City had fallen into an opponent to the brigade, at most it would just prevent the brigade from being deceived by Fatty Lu. In the end, he would still have to attack Bajiang City and maybe he would also get himself in. Instead of doing so, it would be better to catch up with the front team and organize them to turn around to pick up Bajiang City and attack Bajiang City from front to back. Not only would he have a big chance of winning, but he would also have the chance to capture Fatty Lu on both sides. Isn't that great?

Thinking of this, Yue Le made up his mind and gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's go quickly and go to chase the front team and come back to pick him up, leaving two people here, and wait for the team to come and report to them about the situation in Bajiang City."

Faced with Yue Le's wise decision, Zhao Liangdong and others naturally supported him happily from the bottom of their hearts. However, the two unlucky guys who were forcibly left by Yue Le could not be happy. They wanted to stay in this ghost place that could be discovered at any time, and risked their lives to endure hunger and wait.

"Barcelona Lu Yifeng, wait, I will come back to find you." He looked back at Bajiangshan City, which fell into the claws of Fatty Lu. Yue Le said hatefully in his heart, and finally took Zhao Liangdong and waited for a dozen defeated soldiers. However, what Yue Le did not expect was that when he and Zhao Liangdong and others walked away, the two defeated soldiers of the Qing army who were left by him not only did not stick to the order, but also quickly caught up with them and quietly evacuated their posts...

It’s not surprising that how many people in the world are not afraid of death? Especially the hard work of sacrificing themselves to protect others and not being able to do it with willingness.
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