In Songshan Fort, all the Qing soldiers were as thin as a child. Three months may have passed quickly, but now it is like half of their lives.

Songshan Fort is built against the mountain, and the water source on the top of the mountain has been drunk. Only the past melting water of snow can be received in a cave on the top of the mountain. Other places have been blown up, and they cannot be drunk even if there is water, let alone life is in danger.

Three or four Qing soldiers were guarding the water source at the entrance of the cave, leaning on their spears to stand. The people next to them were holding bowls and receiving water from bowl after bowl.

The Northern Expedition Army at the foot of the mountain was like Dianmao, and was used to taking turns to bomb. A huge sound sounded in Songshan, and a numb expression appeared on the Qing soldiers' faces.

Suddenly, fireworks rose far away in Jinzhou City, which was a signal of a joint attack. Jiang Xiang, the chief general of the Shangqing army of Songshan Fort, looked excited. His hand was on the hilt of the knife and he refused to let go.

The subordinates around him could no longer help and shouted loudly, "Sir, break through."

"Everything and every other is dead, we will fight for the last time today."

The gate of Songshan Fort opened, and the remaining Qing soldiers rushed down the mountain together. At the same time, Xingshan and Jinzhou were in the same situation.

The shocking shouts of killing alarmed the generals of the Northern Expedition in the camp. Hou Xuanyan was having a meal and threw down half a bowl of porridge and rushed out of the tent. He held the chopsticks in his hand and murmured, "I underestimated Wu Sangui, I'm going to fight to the death."

After a while, several generals were dressed neatly, looking at Hou Xuanyan's disheveled heads and holding a pair of chopsticks, their eyes were a little weird.

"What are you staring at me? The enemy is desperate, and I will cheer up my spirits and finish this battle well. The Northern Expedition took ninety-nine steps, so don't fall at the last step." Hou Xuanyan's speech was still very imposing, even though his current image was inappropriate.

What was more surprised than Hou Xuanyan was Dai Shan in Jinzhou City. He thought the Ming army had captured the city, but when he saw that it was Wu Sangui who broke through.

Dai Shan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He just said yesterday that he wanted to retreat to Shenyang, and Wu Sangui opened the city to meet the enemy. This is forcing himself to fight to the decisive battle.

Dai Shan still had 30,000 Eight Banners soldiers in his hands, and he didn't want to leave them in Liaodong, but Wu Sangui also didn't want to go to Manchuria with him.

"I'm going to kill him, this dog slave Wu Sangui!"

Prince Manda raised his waist knife at altitude, pinched his waist and said loudly, "Prince, now is not the time to scold him, so I can only fight with him."

Dai Shan nodded, and the remaining Manchu Banners were also involved in the battle, and the outside of the city had already been killed.

Although Dai Shan hated Wu Sangui to death, there was nothing he could do. If he didn't work together with him now, he wouldn't even have the last chance.

"Forget it, it will be only a day to escape to Manchuria. Let's fight to the death with the Han people here." Dai Shan said helplessly, but the Qing soldiers under his command all burst out with the final fighting spirit.

No matter how the war is, no matter whether they can create miracles or not, they can at least be freed from endless bombing and hunger.

Li Haoxian took the lead, followed by his beloved general Hu Bawan. These people rushed to the front and guided all the soldiers of the original Huo Cang.

Never left behind, I wanted to achieve the first merit in conquering Liao. Even if it was scattered among the soldiers in various places, their bodies would always be engraved with the mark of the word "fire camp".

Kong Youde was handling Geng Zhongming's funeral, but after hearing the shouts, he actually burst into laughter.

"I have always underestimated Wu Sangui, but I didn't expect to lose the desperate situation and be a man. It's okay, I'll fight with him this time." After saying that, he turned over and led the crowd to fight with his injuries.

Hou Xuanyan, who was standing in Gaogang, gradually frowned. This time, it really didn't look like Wu Sangui's style. This big traitor turned his character and was so bloody?

Others don’t know, but Hou Xuanyan knows very well that Wu Sangui has always only known to preserve his strength, and even if he has a high winning rate, he will not dare to take risks.

Later generations of the Three Feudalists rebelled. He had elite soldiers and generals, and had abundant money and food, but he only knew that he was the king in the southwest and did not dare to cross the river to fight the Qing Dynasty. In the end, Wu Sangui died and the Qing Dynasty could not defeat the Yangtze River.

Yan Yingyuan beside him frowned and thoughtful, and asked, "Prince, the situation is clear, the enemy is just a fight before death. Why is the prince depressed?"

Hou Xuanyan walked into the tent, stared at the pine and brocade land on the sand table, pointed to a clearing ground behind Jinzhou and said, "Can there be guards here?"

"Prince, there is a small road there. Only by escaping Guangning can you take this road. Now the situation is becoming clearer and clearer. Even if the Qing soldiers escape, they will go to Chenyang, so there are no soldiers here." Only then did Yan Yingyuan realize that the prince suspected that Wu Sangui was going to escape, and Yan Yingyuan disagreed.

Hou Xuanyan pondered and said, "Send troops immediately to blow up the mountain walls on both sides."

"This" Yan Yingyuan paused for a moment, but decided to execute Hou Xuanyan's order. The commander of the three armies must be followed, otherwise the army will be in chaos.

When all the Qing soldiers were fighting, Dai Shan took special attention to Wu Sangui's position, and now he was in the northwest and then he felt relieved.

If Wu Sangui wants to escape to Chenyang, he must cross the position and walk from his side. It is impossible.

Wu Sangui was notorious, and even the Qing soldiers were guarding against him, but they still did not expect that Wu Sangui had already made up his mind to escape to Guangning. If it didn't work, he would flee to the Kingdom of Rakshasa. He had already formed a secret alliance with the people of Rakshasa. The Battle of Wuliang in Mobei was fought under his instigation.

The artillery sent in the camp buried the explosives that were originally to be bombed on the mountain, ignited the lead, and then covered their ears and ran back.

This path to Guangning was completely blocked by huge rocks in the valley. The reserve troops ordered to defend this place.

Yuan Zongdibai was bored and playing with the short sword in his hand. He didn't think there would be enemies to escape from here. An isolated city in Guangning is the last city in Liaodong. If he fled to Guangning, it would be no different from dying.

Everyone thought that even if Wu Sangui wanted to escape, he would go to Chenyang.

However, after finding out the main force of Wu Sangui, Hou Xuanyan became more convinced that he was going to escape because how could Wu Sangui stay in the most dangerous place? He clearly wanted to use the 30,000 Man Eight Banners and Shenyang that were used as bait to make himself careless.

Hou Xuanyan sneered, Sangui, Sangui, you have all the calculations, but unfortunately I don’t know that I have a hundred thousand reserve troops.

Even if I kill corpses in front of the formation, I still have 100,000 people in my hands, so I can keep my energy and prepare for battle at any time.

The first thing that could not stand was Jiang Xiang from Songshan Fort. His troops were all from Shanxi Qing soldiers, and he had no intention of working for Manchus. In addition, this place is far away from the nine borders of Datong, and they are not from Liao people, and their fighting spirit is even lower. Although Jiang Xiang had to supervise the battle with all his strength, energy, fighting spirit, armor, and weapons, he still had no choice but to face the Northern Expedition Army.

Li Haoxian rode his horse and cut off Jiang Xiang's head with a knife in the crowd, as if he was like a god.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the foot of Songshan Mountain, and the smoke that was impenetrable was filled with pungent blood. The corpses, burnt rotten flesh, broken armor and flags, and the battle between the Han people could almost come to an end in this battle.

From then on, there will be no such large-scale battle between Han people for at least a few hundred years. Hou Xuanyan stood on Gaogang with his hands behind his back, and he did not need command. They have deduced this situation hundreds of times in the big tent.

The troops were strangled to the dead end of the Qing army in an orderly manner according to the plan.

The war has been fought so far, and nothing can stop the wheel of the world from rolling forward.

Daishan, Mandahai, Luo Luohun, and Abatai are brave. Wu Sangui and Kong Youde are capable of fighting, but they are unable to resist the general trend of the world.

Hou Xuanyan's victory was confirmed in the sails of merchant ships passing by the sea. Even if he lost dozens of times, he had the capital to turn over, but the Qing soldiers did not.

Wu Sangui led his troops to Guangning and was blocked in the valley halfway. Yuan Zongdi got up excitedly from the grass, spit out the dog-tail grass in his mouth, and began to throw stones into the valley.

A sharp-eyed man saw the Qing soldiers' clothing and flags, and shouted, "General, this seems to be Wu Sangui's troops."

Yuan Zongdi became even more excited and clapped his hands and said, "This old guy is today. I'll smash it for me. After the smash, we will go down to capture Wu Sangui alive."

Yuan Zongdi's team was born in the Zhongzhen Camp and was formerly Li Zicheng's team.

Li Zicheng's rebel army and Wu Sangui were suffering and deep hatred. The hatred between the two sides was deeper than the sea, and they were archenemy enemies who would never die.

After firing with huge rock shells and muskets, the last Guanning army that dominated the world was almost killed or injured.

The participating soldiers surrounded Wu Sangui in the middle and held his sword to protect the master. Wu Sangui was a man who could do nothing, but he was a little outstanding. He was very good to his confidants, not only with generous rewards, but also with great protection for them.

On the day of the pass of Wu Shuai, all the civil and military officials said goodbye. Scholars and women competed and flew away, and rural merchants were shocked.

The biggest deed in this life was that the traitor who had taken over the Qing army in Xianguan and entered the Central Plains. At this point, there were still many dead soldiers following him.

If it weren't for surrendering to the Qing Dynasty, this would have been the last pride of a Han man. Unfortunately, like Hong Chengchou, he embarked on the path of humiliating surrender to the Qing Dynasty.

Looking at Wu Sangui's life, the first half of his life was a successful young man and famous all over the world.

The young Wu Sangui once rode alone to save his father, leading his troops to repel 20,000 Qing soldiers. For a moment, "I heard the filial piety of the nine borders and was bravest in the three armies."

Yuan Zongdi led his troops to come with a grim smile. He was barefoot with half of his arms and was covered in ruffian spirit.

Unlike Wu Sangui's family of generals, Yuan Zongdi came from the lowest class refugee. He followed Li Zicheng to fight more than a hundred battles, with more losses than wins.

Wu Sangui looked at the mud legs he looked down upon the most and slowly approached, and a lot of sadness emerged in his heart.

If he had a choice, he would rather die in Shanhaiguan in battle, neither surrendering to the Qing Dynasty nor surrendering to the Shun Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty was his successful court, and he should have left his name for himself.

He knew that he would die, but Wu Sangui didn't want to die at the hands of a mud-legged person. To this day, he still looked down on Yuan Zongdi and Li Zicheng.

"Put down the knife." Wu Sangui said in a deep voice.

The confidants were full of horror, they tried to remind Wu Sangui

"Prince, that's Hou Xuanyan, there is no way to go."

"He won't let us go."

"Think twice, Prince."

"Fight with them."

Wu Sangui was unmoved. He hated Hou Xuanyan deeply, but if he could choose, he was willing to die at the hands of Hou Xuanyan, nor did he want to die at the hands of Yuan Zongdi.

"Put down the knife!" Wu Sangui shouted angrily.

Yuan Zongdi was a little disappointed. He was naturally even more rewarding to capture Wu Sangui alive, but killing him was also a good opportunity to leave his name in history.

Wu Sangui chased the blood feud of the Dashun East Route Army from behind them from Shanhaiguan to Xiangfan, Huguang, and I don’t know how many brothers he killed along the way.

"Sangui, you are still so aware of the current affairs at this time, haha."

Wu Sangui sneered, not taking Yuan Zongdi seriously at all. In his heart, he was always just a inferior person.

"Prince, I will serve the prince in the next life!"

The last few confidants drew their swords and committed suicide, obviously because they were afraid of the cool rumors of treating traitors in the Northern Expedition Army. Only Sun Kewang, Ai Nengqi and others were still looking around. Their brother Liu Wenxiu had just been smashed into the head by a big stone.

The Jinzhou City ahead has entered the street fighting stage, and the Northern Expedition Army poured into the city to launch a final battle with the desperate Qing soldiers.

Hou Xuanyan looked down at the battlefield and felt very calm. He knew the result three months ago, but he was not excited.

It was like this after preparing for too long. The natural victory did not bring him any excitement beyond his expectations.

The troops of Songshan and Xingshan in the distance had already begun to move here. Li Haoxian led his troops to the city of Jinzhou. When Mandahai saw that he had overturned many cavalry, he shouted and rushed over.

Lee Haoxian is tall and taller than Mandahai. It is quite funny to ride on the horse and watch him waving his big sword, especially as his eyes were injured, blood and tears flowed, and he couldn't help but smile, "You're so ugly, but you're beaten and urinated. Win or defeat is common."

Li Haoxian has been fighting for so long, but he still has the strength to talk and laugh, and speaks vigorously without breathing. He is truly the first hero in Dengzhou, Shandong.

Mandahai raised his sword and slashed at him. Li Haoxian's hands were hanging down under the horse, and he easily lifted upwards, immediately separating Mandahai's sword. Both weapons were made of iron. After the two weapons were turned, Mars flew everywhere. Mandahai's height was inferior, and Mars rushed to his eyes, making him grin.

Lee Haoxian laughed louder, pulled the reins and took a few steps back, and rushed up with a spear.

Mandahai was shocked and wanted to block it with a knife, but his strength difference was too big. The stabbed tiger's mouth broke and the big knife fell to the ground. Li Haoxian shot him back and stabbed him under the horse.

Hu Bawan rode forward and split the almost-smashed north gate, and another gate was opened in Jinzhou City.

"Hehe, Prince, the task is done." The generals who stayed on Gaogang celebrated with high fives. Everyone's faces were filled with the joy of victory. They were blown up for three months and they were bothered by themselves.

Hou Xuanyan was about to say a few words in the scene, but Qin He suddenly rushed over and said, "Prince, General Yuan Zongdi ambushed Wu Sangui on the path to Guangning. He has now wiped out his troops and captured Wu Sangui alive."
Chapter completed!