Five miles away from the east of the city, Liu Liangzuo's tribe and Liu Zeqing's tribe were camped side by side.

The combined number of the two troops was only 10,000 at this time, and it can be said that the casualties were heavy.

Liu Liangzuo and Liu Zeqing were both drinking wine in their respective camps.

In the big tent, Liu Zeqing looked at the several fellow villagers who were eating and drinking in front of him, and his dark eyes kept wandering over them.

"Have you eaten yet?" Liu Zeqing asked.

"Have eaten, big brother, is there anything important that calls us over so late?"

Those people asked with a smile while wiping their greasy fingers.

Liu Zeqing did not answer, but clapped his hands gently.

Suddenly, a group of soldiers rushed in from outside the tent, picked up a few people, and dragged them outside the tent without saying a word.

Several people were frightened and wanted to shout, but their mouths were immediately blocked.

Liu Zeqing also followed outside the tent, came to those people, and said: "You have been named by Zhu Jian, and you will die sooner or later. For the sake of your fellow countrymen, I let you die in my hands."

Those people struggled hard and shouted something incomprehensible.

Liu Zeqing waved his hand in disgust and turned back to the tent.

With their swords in hand, the swordsmen and axemen quickly beheaded several people, moved the bodies outside the camp, and buried them in a random place.

In the camp on the other side, Liu Liangzuo was melancholy and couldn't sleep. His subordinates suffered too many casualties and he didn't know what official position he would have after the battle.

During the day, Duduo ordered them to attack the East City to share the pressure for the North City attack.

He knew that Duduo was using them as cannon fodder and didn't care about their lives at all, but Liu Liangzuo didn't dare to disobey, so he could only pretend to attack and then retreat.

The walls of the camp are cold and the iron horses are roaring.

Just when the two men were worried about their future, they didn't know that a group of troops had already followed the shallow waterway towards their camp...

The camp was not very well guarded. Due to the heavy casualties, Liu Liangzuo's troops were distraught. Even the soldiers on guard patrol were lazily dozing off.

The officers gathered together in twos and threes to drink and relieve their boredom.

"Hey? It's time to patrol." A chief stood up drunkenly, holding a wine bag and said.

"Sit down, don't we know what the Ming Army's urine is?" Another chief next to him smiled nonchalantly.

Since they followed Prince Duduo of Henan to the south, they have been invincible. The Ming army fled in all directions and did not dare to fight.

The chief who got up thought about it and thought it made sense, so he sat down happily and started bragging.

......

Not far from the enemy camp, Zheng Zunqian and a group of officers were a little confused. The defense of Liu Liangzuo's camp was so lax that even the patrols could not be seen.

"Young Master, there is no fraud, right?" a general asked in a low voice. The team coaches Zheng Zunqian gathered all used to call him Young Master.

"It's okay, you'll know after you try the Sky Thunder!" Before Zheng Zunqian set off, Fang Guoan sent him seven or eight boxes of Thunder Thunder.

The officers behind him nodded and began to lead their troops along the river bank.

Liu Liangzuo's camp was very crudely built, with just a circle of horses.

As the various units moved into attack positions, Zheng Zunqian gave the order and took the lead with his 500-man personal army camp.

While throwing thunderbolts at the enemy camp, dismantle the resisting horses.

In an instant, the cavalry stood out and fired their swords and guns!

Rumbling explosions occurred one after another, causing Liu Ying to be in chaos.

Liu Liangzuo, who was tossing and turning, was so frightened that he didn't even have time to put on his clothes. He rushed out of the tent and saw fire everywhere, people and horses running, and chaos.

"Report! General Soldier, the Ming Army is attacking at night!"

"What the hell do you have to say? I saw it!"

Liu Liangzuo slapped the general and turned him around.

After listening quietly, there were loud shouts of killing from all directions. Liu Liangzuo had been on the battlefield for a long time, and his heart suddenly tightened. This was not a sneak attack, this was an attempt to annihilate!

The military morale of his subordinates has been dissipated and they are in a slump. Under the sudden attack of the Ming army, they will inevitably be defeated and the situation is over!

Liu Liangzuo did not hesitate to pull a frightened army horse and fled with a dozen of his bodyguards to Liu Zeqing's camp in the north.

"Commander, it seems that there are not many Ming troops attacking at night, please ask Liu Zeqing to send troops to counterattack!" shouted a close family general who was following Liu Liangzuo.

Liu Liangzuo didn't answer, and concentrated on galloping. Liu Zeqing knew him too well, and he wanted to see his own joke. If he could send troops to rescue him at this time, the sun would come out from the west tomorrow.

Just as Liu Liangzuo expected, Liu Zeqing saw Liu Liangzuo's camp being attacked and immediately ordered the camp to retreat, without any thought of rescue.

For these generals, how many people they have under their command will determine how big an official they will be.

Passing by Liu Zeqing's camp, Liu Liangzuo disappeared into the night with his cronies.

The Ming army succeeded with one blow and their morale was high. No one expected that Liu Liangzuo's troops were like soft tofu, breaking into pieces at the touch of a touch. The victory came somewhat easily.

"Report! Zheng's army is ready. The army led by Qian has pressed forward and is chasing the fleeing enemy. Liu Zeqing's troops have already broken camp and left."

A rebel cavalryman came to report Qian Sufan's flag.

Zheng Zunqian unhurriedly shot an enemy soldier who was pretending to be dead with one arrow, and said loudly: "Please report to Commander Qian, I will continue to attack, please ask him to be my rearguard!"

"Yes!"

The cavalryman turned his horse and ran to deliver the message.

Zheng Zunqian quickly gathered his troops, handed over the battlefield to the main force of Qian Sufan, and began to pursue Liu Zeqing.

At this moment, in the Qing army camp in the north of the city, Duduo was woken up from his sleep.

"My lord, it's not good, the Ming army came out of the city to attack at night!" Beizi Tunji said in a rough voice.

"Huh?" Duduo was sleepy-eyed, thinking that he heard wrongly. The Ming army still had the guts to go out of the city to attack at night? Isn't this a joke?

"The Ming army raided Liu Liangzuo and Liu Zeqing's troops. These two dog slaves have been defeated. They are really useless."

Tunji has always looked down upon the Ming generals who surrendered. If Duduo hadn't been teaching him to treat the surrendered generals well, he would have wanted to deal with these two naughty men.

Duduo woke up instantly and started thinking quickly.

When the northern city wall was lost, the Ming army dared to leave the city to attack at night, which shows that they had something to rely on...

"Report! Prince Qi, it has been confirmed that there are at least 20,000 Ming soldiers and horses in the east of Hangzhou City!"

A report from a Qing army scout came outside the tent.

"It seems that reinforcements have arrived." Duduo said immediately.

"Let me take people there, Your Majesty!" Tunji immediately asked Zhan.

Duduo frowned. There were only 3,000 Eight Banners soldiers around him now, and the rest were all handed over to Nikan to capture the city. However, after so long, Nikan's troops only captured the northern city wall, but were blocked by the Ming army.

, no progress.

"Quickly mobilize ten thousand Nikan troops to attack the Ming army outside the city." Duduo ordered.

"My lord, do you think the Ming army still dares to attack us?" Tun Ji stared with big eyes. He felt that the Ming army would only dare to fight a dog slave like Liu Liangzuo, but would never dare to attack the Eight Banners camp.

Duduo was silent. At this time, he was also a little unsure. In the past, a dozen Eight Banners athletes could chase and kill thousands of Ming troops. Now, the Ming army is calm in the face of danger and can organize counterattacks. It is really different.

He vaguely felt that the King of Lu in Hangzhou City was not the same as the King of Fu, Zhu Yousong.
Chapter completed!