Chapter 125 Song Jin is stained with blood, hell descends on the world!(2/2)
"Brother Xizi, my ankle sprained, it hurts so much. Brother Xizi, please leave first, I'm afraid I can't do it anymore."
"A bastard, what nonsense are you talking! Come here quickly, I will take you!"
"Brother Xizi, wuwu..."
In the mottled night, this vast area in the southern part of Songshan is almost like a hell on earth, with red figures running away everywhere.
Countless Qing army cavalry have already rushed in from all directions. They are not in a hurry to rush to kill the Ming army, but are like shepherds on the grassland carrying hunting dogs to drive the flock of sheep, haha
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Laughing loudly, and setting cold arrows, drove the Ming army towards the direction of Bijiashan Camp.
The Qing army had long been familiar with this kind of work.
They don’t even have to take action in this state. This kind of chaos can already cause Minggou to suffer heavy casualties and drink a good pot.
In the chaos, Xizi and Saner brother from the King of Qiantun Wei were lucky.
They were all warriors, stayed in front of the camp on duty, and they were on duty tonight, and they were among the first people who found that something was wrong and were equipped.
Originally, the two brothers wanted to meet with the main force and see the situation before making a decision, but soon, the situation was chaotic and the food and grass were destroyed.
The two brothers didn't have time to think much, so they quickly embarked on the road to escape with their companions.
Unfortunately, they all have no horses, so they can only rely on Eleventh Road.
Fortunately, slowness also has the benefits of slowness. They did not meet the Tartars at the first time. When the escape army in front met the Tartars, the two brothers kept hiding behind and cats.
Just hiding like this, the two brothers finally escaped from the Ming army camp, but finally escaped for more than fifty miles and were about to reach the Bijiashan camp. San'er sprained ankle.
Both of them were wearing cotton armor and swords at this time, which was very heavy and exhausted.
San'er's mind was blank. She thought she was about to fail, but she felt that the most familiar figure was directly memorized.
San'er finally couldn't help it and started crying.
At this time, many people had gathered here, forming a long dragon and running away desperately.
But this also reached the territory of the Qing army. Everyone knew at this time that the Qing army had a trench-like defense line in front of them, so they could only run towards Bijia Mountain in the southeast.
Xizi was so tired at this time that his legs were as if they were filled with lead, but he couldn't throw San'er on his back. This was his brother.
If San'er dies here, how could he explain to the aunt who struggled hard and pulled him up after he went back!
Even though he was so tired at this time, Xizi forced himself to breathe, followed the abortion, gritted his teeth and rushed forward desperately.
This is a good situation, everything is still fine, why did it become like this overnight?
Xizi really couldn't figure it out even if she wanted to break her head.
"Brothers, run here! Hurry! The Tartars are chasing me!"
At this time, suddenly, several Ming cavalry rushed over and shouted loudly at the crowd, pointing out a direction for the crowd.
"Thank you guys!"
"Thank you, thank you..."
The crowd was immediately grateful.
But what they didn't see was that these "Ming cavalry" all showed cruel smiles.
Soon, before Xizi and others could run out of half a mile, the sound of turbulent horse hooves suddenly came from a distance, with at least thousands of horses!
The crowd was stunned for a moment, all of whom were extremely frightened, not knowing that it was the person there!
"Haha, kill these Nikans!"
"Run!"
"Master, just look at it, haha!"
Before these Ming army defeated soldiers came to their senses, thousands of Tartar cavalry had already rushed into the Ming army's battle formation by killing pigs and sheep.
Xizihun'er was about to be scared away, but she didn't expect such a change to happen?
Fortunately, he was just careful and was on the east side of the team, because the east side was the direction of the sea, which might be safer.
With the strength of feeding, I rushed east dozens of steps and happened to see a grave not far away, which probably came out from the rain a few days ago.
At the critical moment, Xizi didn't have time to think about anything else. She carried San'er on her back and quickly rushed to a grave that had been washed out of most of the time, threw San'er in first, and quickly crawled in.
Soon, many people around the two brothers discovered this grave and rushed over to follow suit.
They were so lucky that they found a place to live, but the countless Ming army defeated soldiers who could not see the situation were in trouble.
The Qing army was rushing through the two white flags, and thousands of people fell into pools of blood, either directly killed by horses or assassinated by various weapons of the Qing army.
The Ming army defeated soldiers who died directly were more happy, but those who could not die for a while... could only make their most primitive voices in great pain in the arrogance of the Qing army...
Chapter completed!