Seeing two Ming soldiers coming towards him with swords, one by one, one behind the other, but in the bare-handed hut, he was not afraid at all. He sideways to avoid the two hand guns that were smashing, and then a tiger pounces on the Ming army rushing in front.

The Ming army rubbed his body and raised his knife and stabbed it straight. Hushe's body avoided the long sword that was stabbed. Before the other party could take back the long sword and make the next move, Hushe's step forward and punched it on the upper end of his right arm holding the knife. Under the huge force, the Ming army's right arm suddenly dropped softly, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The Ming army covered his right arm with his left hand, and his face was full of cold sweat. He had lost his resistance in a short period of time. The Hushang kicked his lower abdomen. The Ming army took a few steps back and then stopped on the ground, and red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Another Ming army took advantage of the gap between the Hushang sideways and slashed his ribs horizontally. Hushang was eager to dodge his body and wanted to avoid it, but the upper part of the blade was still cut open his cotton armor, and a long hole was cut into the ribs, and the blood instantly dyed half of his white armor red.

Hushe, who was suffering from severe pain, made a sound and kept rushing forward.

Although he was powerful in force, his strength was also rapidly passing by the severe pain of the two wounds on his body, and he could not be hard in front of the sharp blade.

At this moment, Gao Jin, who was shot in the shoulder not far away, was in a precarious situation.

Just when Cui Xingyun killed two Qing troops one after another, one Qing army discovered and rushed towards Gao Jin. Gao Jin could not exert force with his right arm, so he could only use his left hand to hold a pistol that had already loaded ammunition at the Qing army, but he did not hit the target just a few steps away.

The Qing army was shocked by the loud noise of the pistol. After finding that there was nothing unusual on his body, he rushed forward with force. The knife in his hand also prepared its momentum and stabbed it straight towards him.

Seeing this, Gao Jin had no time to throw the gun out, so he could dodge his body and misstep to avoid it, then ran forward with both feet, trying to use the cover of the trees to get rid of the Qing army's chopping and slaughter.

But he was only concerned about avoiding the Qing army who was chasing him closely behind, and did not pay any attention to the other Qing army that had quietly approached him from the side.

Just as he was running and slowing down to observe the situation, a tiger-toothed gun stabbed from the side. Gao, whose attention was distracted, could not dodge. The sharp spear tip broke through the cotton armor and went straight into his ribs.

In the severe pain, Gao Jin's pistol fell to the ground. He stepped sideways and grabbed the gun with both hands and shouted loudly. He tried his best to swing horizontally. The Qing army, who was exerting force forward, staggered by the force coming from the gun, and the gun body also dropped out.

Gao Jin endured the severe pain and pulled the tip of the gun out of his ribs. A stream of blood spurted out. He threw away the gun and swung the Qing army to the ground. The two of them immediately rolled and wrestled together.

Gao Jin took advantage of the opportunity to occupy the upper body and hugged the other party's head with both hands. His head was hit hard and violently. A crackling sound of bone shattering came. The Qing army's nose was knocked down and blood immediately spread on his face.

Before Gao Jin could hit him again, the Qing army reached out to support his chin so that he could not use force. He waved his other hand and hit Gao Jin in the ear.

A buzzing sound echoed in Gao Jin's head, and his mind became a little confused in an instant.

He took advantage of the brilliance in his mind and bit his tongue hard. The severe pain made his mind clear. He ignored the pain caused by the continuous hits of the Qing army, freed up his left hand to pull out the long arrow inserted on his right shoulder, and then exerted force to insert the triangular arrow into the right eye of the Qing army.

The Qing army had no time to let out a scream, and the sharp arrow came out of his mind and died instantly on the spot.

Gao Jin let go of his arm holding the arrow shaft, and while wearing thick air, he made a roar, blood flowed down his mouth, and then he tilted from the Qing army to the side to the ground.

From the time Gao Jin was stabbed to the time when he counterattacked his opponent, it took only ten days in between. The Qing army who had been chasing him was already coming, raising his sword with both hands and exerting force to kill Gao Jin on the spot.

At this critical moment, a stone the size of a fist flew over with the wind, hitting the helmet of the Qing army holding the knife, and suddenly smashed him to the side, staggering, and all the strength in his body was discharged.

More than ten steps away, Cui Xingyun, who had thrown the stones, rushed over with his sword in his hands.

The Qing army, who was hit on the head by a stone, stabilized his mind. Seeing this, he didn't care about killing Gao Jin. He growled and held the knife in both hands to face Cui Xingyun.

The so-called knives are actually the kind of long-handled big sword, similar to Guan Erye’s Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which is conducive to slashing immediately, but it seems clumsy in the jungle.

The ten people led by Hushang were all Qing army's probing horses. They were good at fighting on horseback and were used to weapons that were handy. In addition, the two sides were in an encounter, so the Qing army did not care about choosing weapons on the horse's back. Driven by inertia, they still used the knife they usually used.

Cui Xingyun saw that the opponent's weapon grew up, and if he had a strong opponent in front, he would not be able to get close to him at all. Perhaps he would be in danger if he was accidentally stabbed by a long knife. So he, who had rich fighting experience, chose to turn around and run away.

The Qing army was originally ready to go, but unexpectedly, the Ming army on the opposite side seemed to be coming in full force, but in fact they were very timid. They must have chosen to escape after knowing that they were not their opponents.

This is the usual style of the Ming army.

While the Qing army was contemptuous, they took a step forward and chased after him.

Cui Xingyun consciously slowed down. When he reached a thick tree, his body stopped deliberately, and then turned around quickly.

The Qing army happened to arrive near. Seeing Cui Xingyun turn around, he immediately exerted his strength to sweep his sword, trying to cut Cui Xingyun into two sections.

When Cui Xingyun saw that the opponent's long sword swept towards his chest and abdomen, his sword was old and could no longer change, he suddenly knelt on his knees and leaned back with his upper body. The Qing army's long sword swept through him with a gust of wind. Although he slashed the trunk behind him, the sharp blade was embedded in the tree body several inches deep, and it was impossible to take it back in a hurry.

At this moment, Cui Xingyun straightened his waist and stabbed his long sword in his hand. The sharp tip of the knife broke through the opponent's cotton armor, and the sharp blade body pierced deeply from the soft abdomen of the Qing army.

The Qing army screamed, let go of the handle of the knife and grabbed the blade that was straight into his abdomen with both hands, as if he wanted to prevent the fatal blade from continuing to penetrate his body.

Cui Xingyun turned the knife and turned everything horizontally. The Qing army slowly knelt down with wide eyes. Looking from a distance, he thought the two were worshiping each other.

With a crisp "click", Cui Xingyun stood up and slashed his sword. A stream of blood spurted out about a foot high. After flying up, the Qing army's head quickly landed on the ground. After rolling for a few rounds, his face stopped facing up. On a face full of horror, his eyes were staring at the sky like a dead fish.

Cui Xingyun kicked Qing Jun, who was still kneeling, and shouted at Gao Jin not far away: "Stand up! I'll find you a wife when I go back!"

Then he rushed towards the hut that was slightly farther away with his knife.

Hearing Cui Xingyun's shout, Gao Jin, who was already in a state of depressed state, suddenly cheered up. He barely turned his body and struggled to climb under a big tree. He turned over and sat down with his back against the big tree. He stretched out his hand and pressed the wound to stop the large amount of blood loss.

After running a few steps in the hutan, he dodged to avoid a tree and calmed down his breath. The Ming army chasing him stopped immediately and went forward without recklessly chasing him.

A few loud roars not far away came with the sound of tragic roars. The hut could tell that this was the sound made by his subordinates.

This small Ming munitions are too sharp.

Husheli fought with the Ming army for more than ten years, and had never seen such a short musket that was about to break out and powerful.

Personal bravery is worthless in the face of such an amazingly lethal firearm.

It seems that I will be in the hands of the Ming army this time.

Now the subordinates I brought were almost wiped out, and no one could bring their corpses back to their hometown in Jianzhou.

Hushe endured severe pain and pulled down the short crossbow inserted into the shoulder hole. The loss of blood in the two wounds quickly reduced his physical strength, and his injured arm could no longer exert force.

He suddenly shouted loudly and turned out from behind the tree, snatched the tip of his boots upwards, and a large ball of rotten leaves mixed with soil rushed towards the Ming army a few steps away.

Taking advantage of the other party's vision being blocked, the Hushang rushed to him and pierced the short crossbow deeply into the Ming army's neck.

The Ming army fell to the ground with a long sword in his hand, and seemed to be raising and raising something, but after waving it in the air for a few times, he finally fell to the ground and died.

Cui Xingyun, who had already arrived not far away, saw his subordinates being killed, and his eyes were about to break. He screamed and rushed towards him.

Just over ten steps away from him, a Qing army saw that the situation was not good, and had quietly turned around and fled north while no one was paying attention.

Hushe was about to lean over and pick up the long sword that Ming army fell, Cui Xingyun rushed to hold the knife in both hands, but Hushe had to avoid it sideways, and then he wanted to use the same trick again, intending to find a gap to kill the enemy while running.

But Cui Xingyun quickly stepped forward and chopped, and the hutan was unable to turn around, so he could only dodge back and again after taking steps.

Taking advantage of the unstable pace in the hut, Cui Xingyun shouted again, withdrew his long sword and slashed it down like lightning. This time, the hut could no longer avoid it.

Xueliang's sharp blade slashed from the middle of his eyebrows and eyes to his chest and abdomen. A large stream of blood sprayed out. The Hushang did not make any moves and fell straight to the ground with his back.

Cui Xingyun used all his strength to slash his face in half.

At this time, five Ye Bushang, the rear team, had already used hand guns and crossbow arrows to kill three Qing troops and rushed over.

Gao Jin had already fallen into a coma. After disinfecting and bandaging his wound with the powder boiled willow bark, Ye Bubuyan used a long knife and dagger to cut the branches and made a simple stretcher, and took turns carrying him back.

Another injured person with mild injuries gritted his teeth and insisted on following behind.

Several corpses who were not taken away at night were also tied to the horse and brought back to the Desheng Fort.

Ye Bushe found the Qing army's horses. After searching and picking up, all the Qing army's heads were cut off and tied under the horse's neck. As for the armor and weapons, they were abandoned on the spot.

In this small-scale encounter, the Ming army killed ten Qing soldiers, including a white-armored soldier, killed five of them and seriously injured two of them. This was a tragic victory.
Chapter completed!