Chapter 254 The Final Battle
After losing many scouts, the Manchus finally found out the location of the Ming army's center and learned that there was an important figure among them.

Following Tan Tai's order, all the Qing troops charged in one direction.

In the hope of capturing the leader first.

Defeating the central army would inevitably hinder the Ming army's attack on Shengjing.

The noise cut through the wilderness, the sound of metal clashing with stone, the sound of horses' hooves trampling the ground, the shouts of both sides, and the cries of killing like a flood bursting its dam.

The Tatar cavalry is very powerful, especially in such extreme situations, they burst out with desperate strength.

At this time, most of the troops from the five major camps had been sent out to besiege Shengjing. By the time they reacted, the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty had already rushed to the vicinity of the central army like a tide.

Even though Li Banghua had a contingency plan before this, that is, each of the five major camps had a team of a thousand people for guarding, it still pales in comparison to the overwhelming Tartar army.

"Protect the Supervisor!"

"Protect the Supervisor~"

Someone shouted, but the last word was drowned out by the shouts of killing.

When the battle broke out suddenly, Li Banghua was carried away by his subordinates before he could even react, even though he was still saying, "Where's the prince? Bring him along, bring him along..."

"Take the commander away first, I'll come to find the prince." A captain of the Jinyiwei shouted.

But what did Chongzhen do?

He went to the toilet, and when he ran back with his pants held up, he was shocked to find that the entire central army was in chaos. Except for the core figures of the central army, the others were not familiar with Chongzhen at all, and did not even know him.

Amid the chaos and war, no one noticed that there was a royal relative here.

hum~
An arrow grazed Chongzhen's cheek and flew past, piercing a Ming soldier.

Chongzhen's scalp tensed instantly. Before he could react, several Qing soldiers' war horses jumped over the barricades and charged towards him.

The shining long sword flashed with a cold light, and Chongzhen was so scared that he hid in a hurry, watching the blade about to fall.

With a bang.

An iron spear suddenly hit the Qing soldier in front, knocking him off his horse and nailing him to the ground.

This sudden change made Chongzhen swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. He turned his head to look in the direction of the lance. A slender figure with a pretty face rode over and suddenly pulled out her lance from the Qing soldier who had just been nailed to death.

She didn't look at Chongzhen, but shot her gun like a dragon, flashing a cold light.

Whether it was stabbing, piercing or striking, the three Qing soldiers could not withstand a single round under Hong Niangzi's spear. One of them had a big hole on his neck and blood gushed out like a fountain. One was pierced through the abdomen by the iron spear and the tip of the spear went out of his body. Another was knocked off his horse by Hong Niangzi's great strength.

"Hurry, get up!" At this moment, Hongniang turned her horse's head again, ran towards Chongzhen, and stretched out her hand.

“……” Chongzhen was stunned for a moment and stretched out his hand.

I just felt a strong force coming at me, and I, a man weighing over 100 pounds, was suddenly lifted up by a woman and placed on the back of a horse.

"Hold on."

With a delicate cry, the iron spear in her hand stabbed out with a cold light and the sound of breaking wind continued.

Chongzhen was still a little confused until he sat on the horse, but it was also because of this that he truly realized the strength of Hongniang's martial arts.

In his vision, the whole scene was like Red Lady waving silver plates to wrap up the enemies. The Tartars fell into them, some were killed by just one shot, and some were pierced through. The sky was filled with blood rain.

The spurting blood fell on Chongzhen's face, hot and sticky.

Chongzhen's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. It was the first time for him to face death so directly. The ferocity in the other person's eyes was still there, but he had lost consciousness.

The bloody smell filled his nasal cavity, making his adrenaline surge. His entire scalp felt greasy and numb, and all the feather arrows he shot were picked up and sent flying by Hongniangzi.

In Chongzhen’s eyes… a figure that was not tall but full of explosive power suddenly felt unusually tall at this moment.

A grown man like him, he actually needs a woman to protect him... Chongzhen sat behind the horse, his face flushed, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

On the battlefield, blood spurted out, and the blood spots on the spears were thick, stabbing two Tatars to death again, one in the eye socket and the other in the chest.

After succeeding, he led Chongzhen to break out in the direction of the five camps without any delay.

At the same time, the Tartars seemed to realize that Chongzhen was an important figure, and they split into two teams to chase him.

There were about a hundred cavalrymen in the three teams, but they were forming a siege.

The leader was a Jiala Zhangjing. Chongzhen heard him say, "Woman...?"

It was obvious that the other party had recognized that Hongniang was a woman.

……

"Quick, save Prince Xin~" Sun Kewang's eyes widened like a calf and he rushed out first.

"Save King Xin..."

Li Dingguo shouted loudly, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were red. In the previous battles and injections, he had never been so urgent.

He always had his own plans when fighting on the battlefield, but now it is different. Prince Xin cannot let anything happen.

After experiencing the process of being persuaded to surrender and having Prince Xin make them fall behind with just one word and send them to the battlefield with just another word, they have firmly believed that Prince Xin is the prince of the Ming Dynasty.

There is an old saying: It is easy to be an official if you have someone in the court.

Their greatest reliance in the Ming court was Prince Xin.

If something happens to Prince Xin, even if they have gained the most military merits, they will never be able to sleep well in the future.

So when they heard that the Tatars were attacking the central army, a huge sense of tension instantly hit everyone in the Pinglu Army.

They whipped the horses under their crotch desperately, squeezing out all the explosive power of the horses. At a distance of more than ten miles, they rushed over with a sudden burst of life-or-death momentum, smashing into the Tartars like a heavy hammer.

This fierce outburst, in which Li Dingguo led thousands of men to charge at the risk of their lives, actually brought the Tartars' momentum to a halt.

As the Tatar cavalry suddenly paused, more Ming soldiers rushed in.

The battle involving tens of thousands of people collided with each other, and it was no longer a point-based fight, but turned into an area, or a large-scale fight. It even became difficult to distinguish between the enemy and us on the battlefield.

……

"Don't let him get away..."

Jiala Zhangjing was riding a warhorse, drawing his bow and arrow, shouting as he shot arrows. The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty behind him also drew their bows.

Chongzhen could vaguely see the other person's crazy eyes.

buzzing~~
The sounds of bowstrings and arrows continued to ring out. Most of the arrows were knocked away by Hong Niang's iron spear, but there was still an arrow that pierced the warhorses under their crotches.

In a flash, the horse's hooves bent, and the warhorse could no longer support itself and slammed heavily into the ground, creating a small hillock in the snow. The horse's body flipped and twisted, and the man on the horse was also knocked flying.

Chongzhen was knocked dizzy by the fall. When he looked up, he suddenly found that Hongniang's spear had knocked a Tartar off his horse. He ran a few steps, jumped up on the spot and sat on the horse, then stabbed the front leg of the horse next to him with another spear.

In an instant, the horse stumbled, and the four nearby horses were all affected, causing a chain collision... The horses and Tartar soldiers rolled on the ground, splashing countless white snow.

"Run, run... I'll stop them."

There was a hint of determination in Hongniangzi's voice, which was trembling because her injuries had not yet healed, and her muscles were cramping in pain after several attacks.

Chongzhen didn't know where the strength came from. A stream of strength was injected into his body, and his blood vessels began to boil. He grabbed a Tartar's long sword from beside him, stood up, climbed onto a warhorse, and advanced instead of retreating.

Having grown up in the palace, although he spent more time studying literature, he also learned martial arts. Although he was not very advanced, he could still fight with the palace guards.

Just when Chongzhen mustered up the courage to charge forward and was about to touch the enemy's line of troops, thousands of cavalry arrived again and overwhelmed the Tatars in front of them.

The stone path was deep, so he led his 10,000 light cavalry to launch a crushing attack on the Tatars.

"Prince Xin? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Chongzhen touched his body and found that he was not injured. He sat down on the ground in panic, "Hongniangzi, Hongniangzi is still inside."

"Got it, we'll go save him right away."

Shi Daoshen finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, "Damn it, go to hell..."

He asked his subordinates to rescue Chongzhen, and he swung the sword in his hand and attacked the Tartars with a crazy momentum.

"Die, bastards!"

The madness of tens of thousands of cavalrymen once again frightened the Tatars. They had been fighting with the Ming army for decades and had never seen such a crazy Ming army. They couldn't help but shudder.

Not afraid of death at all.

They couldn't understand why the Ming army was so crazy. Even though they had rescued that important person, why did they still charge forward in the name of glory?

Because they didn't know that their so-called Pinglu Army was actually the peasant army that had just surrendered, and whether they could gain a foothold in the court in the future depended entirely on "Prince Xin".

The blood, flesh and snow mud flew high in the air due to the collision, but no one on the Ming army side retreated. Troops from the five major camps of the Ming army also rushed forward.

The battle lasted for nearly two hours. The sunset illuminated the entire sky, and the clouds in the sky looked like they were on fire, showing a faint red color.

The sun slowly sank below the horizon, and its afterglow cast a blood-red glow on the entire world.

Darkness began to engulf everything in the wilderness.

Artillery and rockets kept rising up and falling to the ground, forming spots and sparse formations, making the battlefield appear bright and dark.

And it was during these two hours that the Qing army's defeat took shape like a tsunami.

First a few teams, then more defeated soldiers retreated like a tide.

Once the situation happens, it can no longer be reversed. The overall collapse is like a dead forest on fire, spreading at an extremely fast speed.

……

In Shengjing, Dorgon, with his hair loose and his eyes red, kept listening to the confusing battle reports.

When he heard that the Qing army had been defeated, he first became furious, then trembled, and then became numb and silent... It was not until he was silent for a whole incense stick of time that he suddenly burst out with a sentence:
"Push Tan Tai out and chop him up!"

"Call all the princes and nobles here~~"

The voice was so hoarse and hysterical that all the palace maids and eunuchs were frightened and fell to their knees.

Not only Tan Tai, but also those generals who had fled back were pushed out and hacked to death one by one.

Dorgon had completely lost his mind. He pointed at the pool of blood and shouted to the princes and ministers who were rushing over: "This is the fate of all those who retreat without fighting!"

"War~The foundation of the Qing Dynasty lies in the word 'war'."

In fact, Dorgon himself didn't know that he was just a little bit away from killing Chongzhen, and the entire Ming Dynasty would have fallen into chaos.

At night, Chongzhen's soul could not return, and Zhu Changgan's soul could not return.

After a few times, the souls of both will disappear into thin air.

As the battle ended, the Ming army showed no sign of giving them any respite. The army pushed towards the inner city of Shengjing like a tide, wave after wave.

The situation on the battlefield...has completely entered the final moment of decisive battle.

(End of this chapter)

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