Chapter 232 Destruction Part 1 "Uh, uh, uh" Qiu Zhengyi dropped the Zhangba Snake Spear and covered his stomach with his hand, trying to close the wound again.
However, all this was doomed to be in vain.
Soon, the severe pain made him unable to stand still, and he kept shaking back and forth like he was drunk.
Immediately, he fell headlong into the heavy rain, and red water flowed all over the ground.
"Master Qianhu, Master Qianhu is dead."
The pikemen behind Qiu Zhengyi first exclaimed loudly, and the next moment, they scattered in all directions like grasshoppers who had lost their direction, and escaped completely in the blink of an eye.
"Come on, General Zhang, hurry up.
If you don't leave, it will be too late."
Fan Shutong, the left envoy of Guangming Dynasty, was frightened out of his wits.
He grabbed Zhang Mingjian's arm and dragged him behind the Chinese military tent.
"While it is raining heavily now, no one can Can't see you" "Pah" was his response, a loud slap in the face.
Zhang Mingjian, a member of the Qing Army who had thousands of households, was furious, jumping to his feet and yelling, "Go, where are you going?
If Butcher Zhu only sent these two hundred people, why should I leave?
If he sent more than two hundred people, where else could I go?"
As if to corroborate his words, after a crack of lightning, several Huai'an Army soldiers rushed in from the south and west directions of the camp, brandishing sharp steel knives.
Under the command of the leading centurion, they formed small wedge-shaped formations one after another and launched fierce attacks on the panicked Qing Army and other miscellaneous Mongolian and Yuan soldiers.
Wherever it passed, blood sprayed out in all directions, dyeing the rain in the sky red.
The Qing Army and the miscellaneous soldiers who were unable to react in a hurry were unable to resist at all.
After being chopped down, he dropped his weapon and ran away with his head in his hands.
The Huai'an soldiers lined up to catch up with them from behind, slashing them from behind one by one, and stepping into the mud pit one by one.
"Yu Darui, take my soldiers up here."
Zhang Mingjian's face lost all color in an instant, he gritted his teeth and ordered loudly.
"Let me fight to the east, and let's fight out from the due east together."
"North, north, north."
Guangming Right Commander Fan Shutong was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.
He lowered his head and ran forward, continuing to hold on to Zhang Mingjian's sleeve.
Huai'an troops appeared on all three sides, except in the north.
Of course, we should break out to the north.
If you insist on killing to the east, you have to go head-to-head with the Huai'an general who wields two swords.
Although he prides himself on his martial arts skills, he has no confidence that he can escape from his opponent's hands.
"What the hell!"
Zhang Mingjian roared at the top of his lungs.
If it weren't for the fact that Fan Shutong was only interested in his own good, he would have wanted to stab this obstructive charlatan to death with a gun.
"We are surrounded by three and one is missing.
Do you think I am stupid?
There seems to be no one over there, so Zhu Tutu's main force must be ambushing him.
Yu Darui, let me kill to the east.
The enemy general is at the end of his war effort now."
"Yes."
Yu Darui wiped his face hard, wiping off all the rain and sweat, "Brothers, come with me.
The General Manager has always treated us well.
It's time for us to serve the General Manager to the death."
"Go to hell, go to hell!"
Zhang Mingjian's soldiers roared wildly and quickly followed Yu Darui with their flat-end spears.
They are all Zhang Mingjian's loyal confidants.
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They usually receive military pay three times higher than that of ordinary soldiers, and their food, drink and treatment are the same as those of centurions.
Therefore, in times of crisis, they must use their lives to repay everything they have received.
There were more than 400 dead soldiers in this wave, and they all rushed forward to fight against them, which really made Wang Bi and the two centurions behind him in a hurry.
When no one was paying attention to his skills, Zhang Mingjian kicked Fan Shutong, the right envoy of Guangming, hard, "This way, follow me, hurry up.
Don't talk.
If you dare to yell loudly, I will stab you first."
"Ah" Guangming Right Envoy Fan Shutong didn't know why, and his mouth suddenly opened wide.
Just when he was stunned, Zhang Mingjian stretched out his hand to tear off his brocade robe, grabbed a spear, lowered his head and ran towards the northeast corner of the camp, "Follow me, follow me quickly if you don't want to die."
"I know."
Fan Shutong was stunned again, and then he took off the Taoist crown on his head and threw it into the puddle.
Then, holding a sword in one hand and holding the feet of his robe with the other, he followed Zhang Mingjian's back and flew towards a place with few people.
Click, click, click, lightning struck one after another, shaking the earth.
The hail completely turned into rain, pouring down from the sky, diluting the blood on the ground and rolling into a river.
Then it will be dyed red by a new round of blood, endlessly.
At this moment, the entire camp had turned into a mess.
Except for the north, Huai'an soldiers rushed in from almost everywhere on the other three sides of the camp to fight with the Qing Army and the rebels who were blocked inside.
However, thanks to the heavy rain, the field of vision of both sides was compressed to a very narrow range.
It is almost necessary to run within five steps of the opposite side before you can clearly distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.
Guangming Right Envoy Fan Shutong saw with his own eyes that Zhang Mingjian, who was running two steps ahead of him, stabbed to death several people who stood in his way, all of whom were his own.
However, he seemed oblivious and continued to clear the way with his spear.
As soon as a vague figure appears in front of you, shoot it, and then quickly run past the corpse, no matter who the fallen person is "Cackle, gurgle, gurgle" Fan Shutong, the Right Envoy of the Light, was born in the world of martial arts and is considered to be very knowledgeable.
But I have never seen such a cruel person.
Forced by the cold air on the gun tip, his teeth kept clashing up and down.
No matter how fast I ran, I couldn't drive away the fear deep in my heart.
Another bolt of lightning struck not far away from the two of them, illuminating Zhang Mingjian's devilish figure.
Fan Shutong suddenly trembled in his heart, and the sword in his hand was already lying across his chest unconsciously.
He didn't want to run anymore, he didn't want to run with the demon in front of him who didn't even recognize his relatives.
He was not responsible for the massacre in Yangzhou, and Zhu Bayi had never killed innocent people indiscriminately.
Rather than die in the chaos with Zhang Mingjian, it is better to forget each other now.
"Hurry up, follow closely."
Zhang Mingjian suddenly became more generous now.
He kept looking back and told him not to fall too far behind.
"While the rain is heavy now, I will take you out.
Then we will live together."
Jiang, go and join Monk Peng.
I don’t believe it.
The world is so big that there is no place for me.”
"Alas, alas."
Fan Shutong, the right envoy of Guangming, felt his heart tremble when he saw Zhang Mingjian's sharp eyes.
He didn't dare to refuse, even if the other party's back was turned to him.
The iron gun in Zhang Mingjian's hand was eight feet long.
If he stopped secretly, he didn't dare to bet on whether the iron gun would turn around and find him directly at the next moment.
Click, click, click, several more bolts of lightning struck in the air, hitting Fan Shutong's face whiter than snow
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