"The main peak is still in our hands. For the sake of King Khan and Dajin, we must stick to it to the end!"

"No one is allowed to surrender!"

"The Eight Banners only have warriors who died in battle, and no cowards who surrender!"

Huerhan's formidable eyes not only scared Buck, but also scared the other Eight Banner generals in the cave.

The only thing I am not afraid of is Huerhan’s eldest son Hunta.

"Ama, I'll fight with the Han people!"

The 26-year-old Hunta untied his blood-soaked armor, and before Ahma could speak, he resolutely lifted his knife and rushed out of the cave.

Looking at his son's back as he walked away, Hu Erhan seemed to want to say something, but he never spoke.

The cave fell into silence. Even though the shouts of killing outside were shocking the sky, even if the explosions of Ming army artillery shells and muskets came from time to time, the people in the cave seemed to be petrified and silent.

"Brother Xia, how long can we last?" The third-class general officer, the bowing map of the hole was broken.

Ama who worships the title is Nurhaci's half-brother Bayala, and also the authentic "Jeluo".

"No matter how long you last, you have to hold on,"

Hu Erhan looked at his nominal cousin with a complicated look, "Maybe the army of King Khan is coming towards us."

"Can King Khan defeat Liu Jing?"

The sound of the judgingo is very bitter. The Liu Ju team of the Ming army, who is located in Abudaligang, is a dike that the main force of the Eight Banners cannot be avoided.

They can't have reinforcements at all!

"Yes!"

Hu Erhan's voice was very firm, "The Khan King has been invincible since the rebellion. Didn't the powerful Ula or Yehe be easily defeated by the Khan King? Since our rebellion in Jianzhou, we have suffered a loss! When did the Khan King abandon the children of Jianzhou!"

Whether he believed in a miracle deep in his heart, Bai Yintu still nodded in a daze.

But Baksh and others were silent, and they did not believe that there would be miracles.

.........

The miracle did not happen.

With the participation of the main force of the Ming army, the Eight Banners soldiers who were fighting stubbornly on the Five Girls Peak were hit like a catastrophic blow.

The Ming army continued to break through. After strangling several Eight Banners soldiers who fought to the death, they attacked the main peak of Wunv Mountain.

The first person to climb the main peak of Wuniao Mountain was the special attack team's bow, Haruki Kameda. When he was almost exhausted, the Imperial Army, also from Japan, took over his position.

The remaining 400 special attackers were ordered to rest aside. After hearing that the special attack team had suffered as many as nine out of ten, the commander of the Ming army excitedly sent the highest instructions, granting them the reputation of "Flower of the Imperial Army".

However, the special attackers did not follow the orders and resumed fighting with friendly troops.

At this time, some of the special attackers' hearts were no longer rebirth, but revenge.

They want to avenge their companions who died at the hands of Jianzhou slaves, and even more so for their captain!

Cruel, too cruel.

These shogunate soldiers had never experienced such a cruel battle, but they had experienced it and survived.

They don’t know how they survived, whether they were courage, cowardice, or luck, but no matter what the reason, they only know that they survived.

Then, those who survive must avenge the dead.

The battle is no longer a fight between the two sides, but an almost one-sided massacre.

Facing the Ming army that had rushed up the mountain like a tide, the Eight Banners soldiers who had lost their establishment had no power to fight back. They were just delaying time in vain.

It was already bright.

The coalition forces of the multinationals also went up the mountain. They failed to participate in the most intense battles, but did not affect their contribution to the great Oriental Bishop.

While asking the adventurers he recruited to cut off the throat of his braided slaves, Vincent kept making crosses with his hands, did not feel guilty about the scene in front of him, but felt supreme glory.

Whether in East and West, barbarians have always been God's most evil enemy.

"Amen!"

It is the natural responsibility of missionaries to relieve the suffering of those who are dying.

Vincent was no exception. He had just cut the throat of a savage man who might beg him for his life.

.........

The Eight Banners generals in the cave were ashamed. The news from the outside told them that if they were defeated, there would be no miracle and they could not hold on.

"Darhan, Hunta is dead!"

A wounded Goshha rushed into the cave and cried and told Darhan the least he wanted to hear.

Although he was mentally prepared for his son's death, Hu Erhan shook his body after hearing the news, and his consciousness was a little blurred and almost fell to the ground.

"Brother Shrimp!"

The officers rushed forward to support Hu Erhan. Even at this time, they were invincible in the past, and Prince Xia, who was the vanguard in every battle, was their backbone.

"What to do, what to do..."

The Baiyintu murmured, and his desolate look was pitiful. Unlike other people on the mountain, he is the authentic Aisin Gioro!

Will Mingjun let him go?

The same idea is Prince Shrimp.

After realizing that he was about to be captured by the Ming army, Hu Erhan suddenly drew his sword and wiped it out to his neck. He wanted to break himself, so as not to fall into the hands of the Ming people and be insulted and ridiculed by them.

Even if he dies, Prince Xia cannot embarrass King Khan!

However, the moment the blade was about to reach the neck, Hu Erhan's hand tightened steeply, and the blade could not rely on the neck.

"Brother Xia, you can't die!"

Bakesh and others grabbed Huerhan's hand tightly, pulled his knife out of his hand, and then hugged him tightly.

"What are you doing? Let me die, let me die!"

Hu Erhan was anxious, the army was defeated, and his son died, so what was he still alive to do!

But Baksh and the others didn't say a word, just hugged Huerhan tightly, no matter how hard he struggled, he ignored it.

"Are you guys?!"

Hu Erhan suddenly understood what Baksh and the others wanted to do, and he roared angrily, but to no avail.

"you..."

Baiyintu made the scene in front of him stunned. He realized what was going on. He wanted to scold Baksh and the others, but he couldn't scold the words of the scolding. Instead, he murmured: "Hold it, hug it, don't let him die."

Several Eight Banners soldiers who escaped from outside were also shocked by what happened in the cave, but without exception, no one came forward to rescue Lord Huerhan.

After more than a dozen breaths, several Ming soldiers with white cloth strips tied on their heads rushed in and found that there were dozens of braided slaves in the hole. They were first startled, and then instinctively raised their swords and wanted to kill them.

However, the braided slaves across the street screamed, and then fell to the ground one by one.

Several more braided slaves took a fat man in front.
Chapter completed!