Before dark, a military horse came from the official road in front of Baisha Chong. From the top of the city, there were about three or four hundred people, and there were two large cars at the top of the line, which seemed to be tied up with several Zhou army generals, which were only two or three miles away from the town.

"Open the city gate, you guys follow me to go down to see Marshal Ma."

Zhang Dafa slapped his waist and shouted the Qianzong in the city gate building. He hurriedly got out of the city. There were more than a thousand green camp soldiers in the town. Zhang Dafa dared not openly attack the Ningxia Green Camp in full view of the public. The safest way is to stabilize the people first. At night, he used his confidant guards to capture the more than 300 Ningxia troops. In this way, he would not know and would not know the first skill to capture Ma Ni.

"Crunch...crunch..."

The wooden gate of Baisha Town was finally slowly opened by the Qing army guarding the city, and Zhang Dafa was impatient to get out of the city.

It’s all me, it’s me, and it’s me, Lao Zhang, the creditor of the pseudo-Zhou prisoner, even if I come, I can’t take it away.

"Brothers capture the fake court's rebel leader, and the achievements are in the country! The achievements are in the country! I will congratulate you here."

Zhang Dafa tried his best to suppress his excitement and trotted out of the city, about to welcome Ningxia Green Camp into the town.

Seeing the Xining Green Camp officials leaving Baisha to rush to the town gate, Ma Zhongying, who was on the battlefield for the first time, couldn't help but tremble with his right hand holding the knife, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Sir, the one tied to the car is Nikui Ma Bao, and the one younger is the Qianzong of Ningxia Green Camp..."

Compared to Ma Zhongying's nervousness, the second son Ma Zhongxing looked calm and walked slowly towards Zhang Dafa, who was only staring at Ma Bao, with a few personal guards.

"Uh...what's the last name of a brother?"

Zhang Dafa was a little absent-minded. His attention was all on Ma Bao, and he didn't care what a Qiang Man said. The Qiang Man who followed Zhang Dafa was polite and quickly bowed his hand to Ma Zhongxing who had already walked in front of him.

"Grandpa's name is Wang Xing'an. He is the commander of the former army under the command of Emperor Xiankang of the Ming Dynasty. Today, he is leading the troops here to kill you and other traitors and restore the Ming Dynasty."

Ma Zhongxing was also a master of skills and courage in the army for a long time. Seeing that he was not far from the Qing army, he suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards Zhang Dafa, who was thinking about how to win the credit for capturing Ma Bao.

Of course, under the name of Xinglang court, it is also a means to confuse the public and confuse the Qing army. If it can lead the disaster to the east, use the Xinglang regime.

The second young master all took action, and the few personal soldiers who followed him forward naturally would not fall behind. They raised the swords and spears in their hands and rushed forward desperately.

"ah……!"

Before Zhang Dafa could figure out what was going on, he saw a white light like a training flashing, and he felt that his throat was sweet and he knew nothing.

At the same time, the personal soldiers following Ma Zhongxing also arrived and stabbed the sword and spear in their hands into the body of Qian Zonghe and Zhang Dafa.

"Puchi, puchi...!"

As a series of long swords rang out, the Green Camp general who fell all over the ground at the south gate of Baisha Town.

"The Ming soldiers entered the city...the surrenders will not be killed."

"The Ming soldiers entered the city...the surrenders will not be killed."

Ma Bao, who was tied up by ropes in a big cart, stood up sharply, took off the large-brimmed hat that the Qing army had standard, threw it on the ground, picked up the waist knife from the hands of the personal soldiers beside him, and the dragon spirit tiger rushed towards the open gate of Baisha Town.

The other Ma family troops followed suit, threw away the hat on their heads, and rushed towards the green camp soldiers who were running away in a hurry in the city like crazy.

"It's the Ming thief... it's the Ming thief. Run, run quickly...!"

"It's the Ming thief... it's the Ming thief. Run, run quickly...!"

The Green Camp soldiers guarding the city gate were stunned. Although they did not understand where the Ming army emerged, the main general's experience made them at a loss. They turned their heads in horror and ran desperately into the town, trying to escape from the north gate of the town.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

When they found those Ming soldiers dressed in green camps and rushed into the town, the Xining Green Camp soldiers who were frightened on the city wall woke up. While shouting, they kept calling, and began to warn them while picking up the gongs at their hands, and fleeing desperately to the north gate along the town wall.

If the generals are dead, wouldn’t it be a pity to fight back again? It would be better to run out of the town as soon as possible, and it would be impossible to save your life.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The rapid sound of gongs sounded over the town. The people in Baisha Town were also panicked at this moment, and they screamed in surprise, and then ran around in fear.

Zhang Laoshi, the mayor who had just organized the townsmen to clean up the floating corpses of Daliang River, was also shocked, but he was still a little rational, but forced himself to shout the running villagers: "Don't run around, run home quickly, run home quickly..."

After hearing Zhang's honest shout, several people immediately came to their senses. Baishachong, who was used to the change of regime in Yunnan, immediately ran home with his head in his arms.

A few people did not forget to help Zhang Laoshi up. While running, they looked at the Ming soldiers who were chasing the green camp soldiers in the town with their bare heads.

"Mom!"

Seeing a group of officials wearing green camp clothes and bare-headed officials catching up with him, the townspeople were so scared that they cried, and they all hated their parents for giving birth to their legs. Those who were running behind were so scared that they fell to the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

The people who were running fast did not dare to look back, but closed their eyes and ran forward like crazy. They were afraid that this time they would be killed by soldiers who claimed to be Ming army.

However, the Ma family army, who were eager to clear out the defenders in the town, ignored the people in front of them. Although they had already caught up with these people, the Ma family army had no intention of killing people. Instead, they were led by the hundreds of households and the general flag to slash and kill the fleeing Ningxia Green Camp.

Seeing that these soldiers and horses who called themselves Ming soldiers did not kill the people, the towns of Baisha Town finally let go of their hearts and supported each other and walked towards their own homes.

But Zhang Laoshi became scared. He was over fifty years old this year and had already passed the age of knowing destiny. In this life, he had experienced more regime changes. He was not afraid of these so-called Ming soldiers killing people, but was afraid of the Qing army with braids returning and relaying troops. At this time, he only hoped that after these Ming soldiers defeated the Qing army, they would quickly leave Baisha Town. Otherwise, once the Qing army arrived, the people in the town would really have no way to survive.

The Xining Green Camp, which had no leader, dared not organize resistance at all. They only knew how to run. Baisha Town only had two city gates in a radius of only three miles. In just two incense sticks, the remaining seven or eight hundred green camp soldiers were chased by the Ma family army from the south gate of the town to the north gate.
Chapter completed!