The Qing soldiers had already rushed into the city of Guancheng, and Jiange was about to fall, and the personal soldiers protected Zhang Kewang and retreated towards Guancheng.

Zhang Kewang couldn't figure it out. In the past few days, he had made every effort to stabilize the situation. In order to prevent suspicion from the north, he launched an attack on Zhaohua City for several consecutive days.

"It was lost in Jiange in less than half a day. How could this happen?"

Zhang Kewang didn't know that although he had been attacking continuously in the past few days, the offensive of the Daxi soldiers suddenly declined, which made Guangyuan suspicious.

Haoge originally deployed two attacks from Guangyuan and Bazhong. Oboi and Li Guoying guessed that something must have happened in the Daxi Army. If such an impact was possible, the biggest possibility was that the Qing soldiers in Bazhong made great progress.

Therefore, one day earlier, Oboi and Li Guoying lie in the city of Zhaohua, and took advantage of the attack of the Daxi soldiers today to withdraw their troops and attack Jiange.

Zhang Wenxiu, who was waiting after the lockdown, suddenly saw the closing door open, and many large western soldiers poured out from it.

Wu Sanqi knew at a glance that the Daxi Army at Jianmen Pass was fleeing, and then ordered the Chinese army to "The whole army is ready to fight!"

The Chinese army was in a battle situation, guarding against the fleeing Daxi soldiers. Zhang Wenxiu stood outside the closing door and looked forward anxiously. He soon saw that Zhang Kewang retreated under the escort of his personal soldiers.

In the past, Zhang Kewang was most respected by Zhang Xianzhong because of his ability to fight, his wit and courage. Zhang Wenxiu and Zhang Kewang were very disagreeable. Seeing that he was defeated and withdrawn from the barrier, he didn't care much and went forward and said, "What's going on?"

Zhang Kewang sighed, "It's the Tartars. The soldiers and horses that were cut off from behind can't last long. Go quickly and go to Mianyang!"

Zhang Wenxiu said, "You are so dangerous and dangerous. Do you want it?"

There were so many conflicts between the two in the past. If Zhang Xianzhong hadn't mediated, he would have had a fight long ago. When Zhang Wenxiu called her brother, Zhang Kewang was stunned for a moment, and the ice in his heart cracked a crack, "Sword Pavilion is broken, go quickly!"

Zhang Wenxiu held Zhang Kewang's hand and said, "I don't think it's broken yet!"

Zhang Wenxiu hurriedly headed towards Wu Sanqi, "Captain Wu, the Tartars are about to break through Jianmen Pass. The situation is critical. Please ask the Chinese army to resist the enemy."

Wu Sanqi had been waiting for a long time and waved his hand and said, "With such a dangerous place, you must not give it to the Tartars. The first and second regiments entered Jiange and launched a battle in a company and platoon. The third and fourth regiments were prepared, and the rest were waiting here."

Seeing a large number of Chinese troops advancing towards the closing gate, Zhang Wenxiu shouted, "All the Great Western soldiers made way!"

When gunfire and explosion sounded, Zhang Wenxiu was moved and walked to Zhang Kewang's side, "Brother, probably don't know much about the Chinese army, why not go to the city to see the Chinese army's battle."

Zhang Kewang saw a strange look on Zhang Wenxiu's face, with pride and excitement, and a kind of worship of power. The two climbed the city tower and saw the Chinese army entering the city, crossing the Daxi soldiers to fight against the Qing army. The Qing soldiers had already controlled many parts of the city and were rushing towards this side along the main street. The Chinese army had more than a dozen people in a row, lined up in four or five rows, and shot at the Qing soldiers as they advanced.

The Qing soldiers waved their long swords and charged towards the Chinese army. Almost every time the gunfire sounded, a group of Qing soldiers fell down. The Qing soldiers were delayed by their own bodies and were killed by another rain of bullets.

After rushing for a while, the Qing soldiers suffered heavy casualties and found that they could not get close to each other, so the archers and the Chinese army shot at each other.

Due to the narrow terrain, the archers took advantage of it, and the Chinese army was unable to advance, and casualties increased a lot.

"Both, bunker!" "Save people, pull them down quickly!"

"Grenadiers!"

The shouts were mixed with gunfire, and the generals shouted one after another, and the scene was tense and messy.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, dozens of Qing soldiers were blown to the ground behind the stone wall.

"Boom!" Another explosion sounded, four or five archers fell to the ground and screamed.

Then a gunshot rang out, and the musketeers advanced forward to clear the enemy behind the wall.

The Qing soldiers were being squeezed out of the Jiange little by little, and victory was in sight!

At this moment, a angrily shouted, and a Hu man whispered and cursed, suddenly rushed out of the alley, rolled on the ground, and actually avoided a wave of gunstorm.

Zhang Kewang saw clearly on the city wall. Isn’t this the Hu man just now, the Tartars, who rushed forward to tear the front and broke the front, and the Qing soldiers followed this guy’s battle with him soared.

After dodging the bullet, the Hu man flipped his body and bounced off the ground. He rushed for a few quick steps, kicked his feet on the stone wall, and jumped into the front row of the Chinese military formation.

The spearmen were approached and panicked for a moment. They shot into the crowd together, killing many of them.

The Tartar sneered, rushed left and right and flew away with a long sword, and in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people fell to the ground.

The Qing soldiers in the distance were very excited, shouting "Baturu" and rushed towards this side together.

Seeing this situation behind the formation, Wu Sanqi shouted anxiously, "Stop him!"

However, the Chinese army's front has been disrupted and is being killed by this man and kept retreating.

Zhang Kewang said, "This man is so brave, and the Qing soldiers behind him shouted again. Could it be that this man is Obai?"

Zhang Wenxiu said, "It is said that Obai is extremely brave and has no one to be the one to take charge of. He was named "Baturu" by the Tartar Emperor, and is known as the No. 1 Warrior in Manchuria."

Zhang Kewang said, "I have been fighting for half my life and I am also considered the last general in the Daxi Army. But I just received a knife with him, and I was defeated with just one knife."

Zhang Wenxiu knew Zhang Kewang's combat power, so she could only take him a knife. Hearing this, he looked at Oboi incrediblely, "It's dangerous now."

In the military formation, Oboi became more and more brave as he killed, rushing left and right, and blood splattered everywhere he passed, and his broken limbs flew everywhere, like a killing machine, without any fatigue.

A general covered in blood retreated, "Captain, you can't stand it anymore!"

Wu Sanqi shouted loudly, "Quick Message the Third Regiment, the Fourth Regiment, the 567th Regiment is ready."

"Damn it!" Wu Sanqi cursed, "You guys take it down and let the third and fourth regiments come."

While he was talking, there was a loud "boom" sound, and an explosion came from the front, and then the Chinese soldiers burst into cheers, "Kill!"

Wu Sanqi looked ahead and saw that the Chinese army's front began to stabilize again, and the musketeers re-arrayed and shot towards the front.

"What's going on?"

The battlefield was changing rapidly. Wu Sanqi was talking to the messenger just now and didn't see anything happening.

A soldier next to him came over and said, "Return to the commander, the Hu man died just now."

On the city wall, Zhang Wenxiu and Zhang Kewang saw clearly, "Obai is dead!"

In a blink of an eye, the unstoppable "Baturu" Oboi died like this.

When Zhang Kewang recalled, he still felt unbelievable.

Just as Oboi rushed left and right and the Chinese army was retreating step by step, two Chinese grenades rushed up from the rear of the team. Oboi turned his sword, one of his entire head was cut off, and the other was cut off his waist.

However, the soldier whose waist was cut off still grabbed Oboi with both hands, and then a huge explosion occurred on the two people. Oboi was instantly overturned to the ground in the center of the explosion.

Half of Obai's body was blown away and he fell to the ground and had no chance of life.

The Third Regiment and Fourth Regiment replaced the First Regiment and the Second Regiment, and then the guns and bullets squeezed the Qing soldiers backwards.

Seeing Oboi die, the Qing soldiers no longer had the desire to fight and finally retreated completely.

"The Tartars were defeated!"

Zhang Kewang's heart finally let go. In this battle, his heart turned from the bottom of the valley to the top of the valley, and then from the top of the hill to the bottom. At this time, he finally won, and he was in a state of sorrow and joy.

Zhang Kewang said, "Finally win!"

Zhang Wenxiu said happily, "Brother, how powerful does this Chinese army think?"

Zhang Kewang said, "Very strong!"

Zhang Wenxiu said, "This battle is different from the battle in Baihegou that day."

Zhang Kewang said curiously, "What is the difference between fighting?"

Zhang Wenxiu said, "That day, the Battle of Baihegou was like a devastating thing. Most of the Hu people were killed in an instant, and the rest were kneeling on the ground to surrender. It was the sharp weapon. Although today's battle was dangerous, the Chinese army was not afraid of death and could still kill the enemy. This was the morale of the army. There was such a combination of both. No wonder it could have such a might in just three years."

The Chinese army quickly controlled the entire Jiange. The bodies of the Chinese army who died in battle were collected and prepared to be transported to the rear for burial. Oboi's body was dragged to the front of the pass, and his head was cut off and hung on the door.

After Wu Sanqi arranged military affairs, he asked the soldiers to invite Zhang Kewang and others, "General, please think about whether he is willing to surrender to the Chinese army."

The Thunder Army had already seen the power. Zhang Kewang's thought of surrendering even more firmly in his heart. He knelt on the ground and said, "I am willing to surrender until I surrender. I will ask my lord to let me bury my foster father."

Wu Sanqi stepped forward and helped Zhang Kewang up and said, "It's easy to say, but your adoptive father is the emperor of the Great Western Kingdom after all, and the burial matter must be properly handled. Let me report to the head of state before making a decision."

After the two retreated, Zhang Kewang said happily, "It seems that the Chinese army is quite respectful to the old emperor."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wenxiu looked worried, "Who knows if he is saying anything, I'm afraid he will be in trouble now."

Zhang Kewang said, "What's the trouble?"

Zhang Wenxiu said, "The head of the Chinese army, Wanjun, was the son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhang Kewang smiled and said, "This has been the case since ancient times. The world takes turns to sit in the world, and it is still the same as when they change their relatives at home."

Zhang Wenxiu said, "Do you still remember the Ming Dynasty vassal king we killed when we followed our adoptive father to conquer Chongqing."

Zhang Kewang recalled, "I remember, it seems that he was called King Rui of Hanzhong, who came to Chongqing to avoid disaster and just hit us at the edge of the knife. What's wrong?"

Zhang Wenxiu said, "Damn it, it's so coincidental that Wanjun is his son-in-law."

Zhang Kewang was stunned and said, "No, I remember that King Rui's family was killed by us at that time."

Zhang Wenxiu said, "We killed the whole family, but a daughter was gone at that time. The old emperor was furious and even cut off the arms of 30,000 surrendered soldiers."

Zhang Kewang opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment, "This, what's the hell out of this?"

Zhang Wenxiu sighed, "Now the old emperor is dead. If Wan Jun avenged his wife, who would he look for?"

Zhang Kewang said, "There are more than 100,000 soldiers in the West, and I don't think he will touch us."

Zhang Wenxiu said, "Not now, who can guarantee that the world will be stable in the future? That woman will not blow the wind beside her pillow?"

Zhang Kewang was in a daze for a moment, "What should I do?"

Zhang Wenxiu said, "It depends on how they treat the old emperor's corpse."

Zhang Kewang nodded and said, "That's all. Now that Jiange is in the hands of others, let's take a look."

After saying that, Zhang Kewang was still unwilling to accept it, "By the way, how could the daughter of King Rui run to the bed of the boss of the Chinese Army?"

Zhang Wenxiu said, "I heard that it was captured by Shunjun, and later offered it to him when he surrendered."
Chapter completed!