Dragon Soul in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 162

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Zhu Gan's mind was extremely clear, and the morale of the red-clothed soldiers who intercepted and killed the white soldiers was also boosted. Then he shouted loudly: "Raise the flag and tell them that the time for the decisive battle has come."

At the same time, the cavalry of the third battalion began to draw up the defensive line. At this time, they no longer saved ammunition and arrows. In a short period of time, they continued to pour out the anger that the red-clothed army had suffocated long ago.

"General Qin, break through the siege! There is no chance of winning." The young man in white has been following Qin Liangyu. After the war started, he never said a word. Can't help but speak.

Qin Liangyu glanced at him coldly, and said with a sneer: "I have been for the imperial court all my life, but I don't want to be scolded as a soft bone when I am old. You can leave as you want! Sichuan is my hometown, and now it has fallen into the hands of thieves. Do you want to go somewhere else? Then I would rather die."

"You can still go back to the stone pillar! As long as the stone pillar is still in your hands, the red-clothed army will not be peaceful in Sichuan." The young man in white persuaded.

I saw Qin Liangyu's face was cold, his eyebrows were raised, and he scolded loudly: "Thirty thousand Shizhu disciples followed me to fight, do I have to go back alone? How can I face Shizhu's elders? How should my son look at me? This year is already sixty one, and I have lived enough, so there is no need to say anything, you go!"

Of the [-] stone pillar soldiers, there are less than a few thousand left now. Qin Liangyu waved his hand coldly. Now that she has the will to die, no matter how hard she tried to persuade her, she couldn't hear a word, and shouted: "Today is the day to be loyal to the country. Follow me to kill the thief!"

The trapped beast is still fighting, and the blow before death is often the most terrifying. Seeing the powerful force suddenly erupted by these exhausted thousands of people, Zhu Gan admired in his heart, and murmured in a low voice: "Whether it is a dark cloud or a white cloud, as long as you hold it All gazes from afar should be cleared away, you fought for this country, and you are worthy of admiration after death, and the people of this country will remember you in the future, so I will send you off for the last time in my way."

"Hold my Spear..." Zhu Gan roared hoarsely, throwing away the firecracker in his hand, which had run out of ammunition, straightly picked up the Xiuchun Saber, and pointed it at the stone pillar soldiers.

"Hold my spear..." All the soldiers followed Zhu Gan and roared loudly. This battle song had already been integrated into their souls. Whenever it sounded, it was a time of desperate effort.

"Hold my spear, repair my armor, and work together with my brothers to march across the battlefield, to Shura hell, the sky will live up to the will to fight, and fight for China." Screaming, roaring, hoarse shouting As soon as each word was blurted out, the morale of the red-clothed army was a little high, the resonance of the soul, the boiling of the blood, like a dose of stimulant injected into the heart, and the expression was frenzied.

"Kill!" With a bang, the two armies slammed into each other fiercely, without any fancy, simple but deadly, the desperate melody was played, and the god of death was also laughing and cheering loudly, constantly harvesting fresh A living life, no matter what your previous status was, husband, father, son, all these are no longer important.

The hymn of death, this is fighting for the future of this nation, fighting for the fate of this ancient country, never dying, and never regretting it.

At this moment, Zhu Gan was full of enthusiasm, abandoned all plots and vicious calculations, and fought left and right, his body seemed to have inexhaustible strength, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, his eyes could not see anything, his eyes were blood red, and there was the sound of fighting in his ears , At this time, it also turned into a high-pitched dragon chant.

"Kill...kill..." Only killing can calm the hot blood in the body. A spear was stabbed in the chest, so fast that the soldiers beside Zhu Gan couldn't react at all. Facing this must-kill blow , even Wang Chengen didn't react.

This shot came from Qin Liangyu, ashamed of facing the elders in her hometown, the imperial court, and the emperor, all kinds of complicated thoughts flashed through her eyes, and her eyes turned red. Apart from killing, there is nothing else that can calm her heart, look for it The leader of the red army, no matter who he is, must die at this time.

Zhu Gan thought he couldn't escape at all, but that mysterious feeling reappeared again, everything around him became slow, and there were balls of dancing flames in his eyes, and death was like a lamp going out, even more like a fire going out, watching The flames soaring to the sky on the battlefield are countless lives burning and releasing.

And the flames in front of him were extremely vigorous, and the heat on the tip of the spear was so hot that he could barely open his eyes. He turned around slowly to avoid the flames, and slashed horizontally with a long knife, swish!Blood splattered, and a large head flew into the sky.

Zhu Gan was completely stunned. The scene in front of him didn't know whether it was because of the weird illusion just now, or because he cut off her head with his own hands.

Qin Liangyu felt that she was flying up into the sky, looking down at the entire battlefield, watching the Shizhu disciples fall one by one, her heart was pierced, but she didn't feel a headache anymore, she really wanted to ask them to surrender, but In the end, she fell to the ground, feeling relaxed, extremely relaxed, and there was nothing to worry her about anymore.

In the eighth year of Chongzhen, that is, the first year of the new emperor's succession, Qin Liangyu died in a battle with an unnamed mountain outside Chengdu. The 15 soldiers from Shizhu were wiped out, and all [-] officers and soldiers were captured. The news spread to the capital and shocked the world. , The military might of the red-clothed army once again shocked everyone.

Then the imperial court issued an imperial edict, posthumously granting Qin Liangyu the title of Shangzhu State, Crown Prince Taifu, Marquis of Zhongzhen, First Grade Imperial Lady, and the posthumous posthumous title of "Loyalty is the ultimate glory.

At the same time, another decree was made to appoint Ma Xianglin as Shizhu's consolation envoy, guarding Shizhu for generations, and was promoted to commander of the capital, general of Zhendong, and general officer of Sichuan. Ma Xianglin also became one of the most powerful people in Sichuan.

Regarding the fact that he killed Qin Liangyu by mistake, Zhu Gan didn't change anything in his heart. It is the luckiest thing in life for a man to be shrouded in horse leather. Although Qin Liangyu is a female general, she is more heroic than most men, dying of old age On the bed, this may seem like a happy ending to others, but for her at this time, it should be the best ending.

He didn't feel guilty, and Zhu Gan didn't want to kill any more. Qin Liangyu was dead, and most of the remaining stone pillar soldiers who were loyal to Qin Liangyu surrendered one after another. It is the fact that they have to live, they have wives, children, and brothers’ widows to take care of, so they need them to live well, sometimes it is easy to die, but when they need to survive, it is the real courage, the only way to survive. Be real men.

When Zhu Gan was cleaning the battlefield, a few horses rushed over. When they arrived in front of Zhu Gan, the horses under their seats foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground. He helped the fallen knight, and the knight forced himself to say a word, then fainted, unconscious.

Hearing the news, Zhu Gan was shocked, he didn't expect that he still miscalculated, as expected, Jiang was still old and spicy, but Lu Xiangsheng was there, which made him feel at ease a lot.

At this time, not far from the Chengdu mansion, the flags of the officers and soldiers were covering the sun, and hunting was ringing. No matter who Sun Chengzong’s veterans on the battlefield were for decades, at the last moment, they always wanted to win grandly, so they liked to use positive, He likes to overwhelm others with power, and because of this, Zhu Qian also fell into a dead end.

For Sun Chengzong, whether it is Zhu Youjian himself or his understanding from the history of later generations, he is a very powerful person. Even though the court has no soldiers and no food available, he still dare not underestimate Sun Chengzong, but Zhu Qian did not figure it out. That's right, the officer who had taken a sap under the city of Chongqing a moment ago unexpectedly appeared under the Chengdu mansion not long ago, directly copying his retreat.

This plan was so strange and so coincidental that Zhu Gan was dazzled and completely confused. The joy of capturing 12 people was gone, his mind was buzzing, and he was knocked out.

"What's going on, what's going on here." Chengdu is a crucial section, which hoards all the treasures, food, weapons seized by the Red Army, and all the painstaking efforts after dividing the land. The city is broken, all the efforts he has made before will be turned into flying ashes, and the foundation of the red army will be broken.

And if Sun Chengzong got those things, it would make the official army even more powerful, and it would be more likely that the Ming court would be relieved and continue to rot.

This is definitely not what Zhu Gan wants to see. Not only his ambition and dream are at work, but also the lifeblood of this nation. All of this must be under his control, and only he will let this ancient nation survive in the future. Take fewer detours on the road, and walk more smoothly.

Thinking of this, Zhu Gan's manic mood finally calmed down, and he became more determined. He glanced at Yu Song, Gao Qiang, Ma Zhiming and others who were exhausted, and said in a deep voice, "Do you still have strength?"

All three of them knew about the crisis in Chengdu Mansion, and without any hesitation, they said in unison: "Yes, even if we kill another one, it won't be a problem."

Zhu Gan noticed that the three people's voices were passionate, but their expressions were different, especially Yu Song, whose black face was filled with endless thoughts, Zhu Gan looked at him and asked: "Yu Song, I remember that day In the Zhuozhou yamen, you said that you are from Gaoyang, and your teacher came from Chengzong, could it be that Sun Chengzong is your teacher."

"My lord, forgive me! I didn't deliberately hide it, it's true." Yu Song knelt down on one knee and said in a low voice.

Zhu Gan heaved a sigh of relief, laughed, stepped forward, grabbed Yu Song's arm with both hands, and helped him up: "You think too much, you are Teacher Sun's disciple, I'm too happy to be happy, how can I blame you, if this If the imperial court is really enlightened, so that the common people can have houses to live in, clothes to wear, and food to eat, then how can I have the opportunity to rise up, you and I come together to fight for this goal, we I think Teacher Sun will be proud of you if he knows your purpose."

"Thank you, my lord, for your understanding." Yu Song blinked his dry eyes hard a few times, and said in a choked and low voice.

"Okay, now it's time to do our own thing, return to the teacher, I hope Lu Xiangsheng can persist until we go back!" Zhu Qian said worriedly.