Duoduo was about to enter the city, but was rushed by this crowd and almost fell off the line.

The Tartar soldiers beside him were all the top-notch warriors in the two white flags, killing the Qing soldiers who rushed over to death with one knife. Duoduo's face was ripped by the wind and snow outside the pass, and he slowly condensed his hatred and gritted his teeth and said, "The rear army turned around and gave way to the people in the city, and slashed in crowds!"

Several Jiala Zhangjing advised one after another: "Prince, the fire in the city is too big and useless. Let's protect the prince and retreat first."

"Prince, we have been fooled by the Ming army. Let's go back to Jiangning first. I can't escape after it's over."

The muscles on Duoduo's face condensed into a ball, which looked very scary. He pulled out the scimitar from his waist, cut off a Jiala Zhangjing with one knife, and said grimly: "Whoever dares to escape, I will chop off my head. I will send me a command to the rear army to turn around and withdraw our troops."

The rear army was full of Han soldiers who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. Their incompetence was originally the biggest assistant to the Qing army swept across the Central Plains, but now it has become a nightmare for the Qing army. These people were panicked and at a loss. In addition, the situation was chaotic, so the commander's order was not passed on at all.

The flag soldiers who escaped from Fire City could not rush out, and they drew their swords like these Han Qing soldiers. The Han soldiers were not sure of the reason and were slaughtered for no reason. Some of them were keen to death immediately raised their swords and chopped them. When the genius generals saw it, they were so scared that they were about to roar.

Once such chaos arises in the military camp at night, panic will soon spread. If the generals cannot control the crazy soldiers, the soldiers will kill each other. Even if the army with very strict military disciplines is very terrifying, the consequences will be very terrible.

This is almost unimaginable for modern people's thinking, but under the arduous war conditions in ancient times, such things that make people feel incredible are not uncommon. Therefore, the army dealt with the roarers very harshly, and it was common for the generals to make a quick decision and kill dozens of soldiers to control the situation. Now the city is in a mess, and even the generals are squeezed in the middle.

The fire in the city became increasingly large, and the soldiers inside squeezed out like crazy. The rolling smoke and raging fire had already made them lose their minds. Everyone knew that if they didn't go out, they could only be burned into carbon. The strong desire to survive prompted the Qing soldiers in the city to squeeze out even more desperately. Unfortunately, the city gate was so big, and there were so many dead bodies under their feet. The more anxious they were, the more difficult it would be to evacuate outside.

At this time, Hou Xuanyan had already led his troops around the city wall and came to the west city. When he saw the scene in front of him, he felt an unspeakable pleasure surged into his heart.

A young general laughed to the sky and said, "Master General, come on!"

Hou Xuanyan blocked him with a sword and said, "Now I go up to help them get out of trouble and let them fight with us wholeheartedly. Instead, there are fewer people who will trample on our own. Let's go to the rear army and intercept the Qing dogs on the periphery."

Changzhou had less than 100,000 soldiers and horses, and walked around the city, adding invisible pressure to the Qing soldiers under the city. Duoduo saw it from a distance and shouted: "Turn around to meet the enemy, and fight out to rescue the siege."

The Qing soldiers who were retreating saw the sudden appearance of thousands of troops in front of them, turned around and squeezed back. Yang Wulie was almost squeezed off the horse. He whipped a whip and scolded: "Let's go back, beat me back!"

He looked carefully and saw that the soldier who was rushing towards the city and didn't want to fight was the one who got angry and scolded: "I will peel you alive when I go back."

The soldier's emotions were on the verge of collapse. Whether it was the fire in the city or the enemy soldiers in front of him, they all came so suddenly. His heart had been filled with panic and had lost the ability to think. He heard the hateful general in front of him wanting to peel himself alive, and subconsciously raised his knife and chopped him. Yang Wulie did not expect that the big-headed soldier in his camp, who was inferior to pigs and dogs, would chop him up. He was unprepared and cut off his horse's legs with a knife, and fell to the ground with a look of horror. He was greeted by countless big feet, trampling him into pieces.

Duoduo finally gave up the idea of ​​counterattack. His eyes narrowed into a slit, and his voice seemed to be a hungry wolf's roar: "Get away! Go to Jiangning."

The personal soldiers around him protected him and fled westward. Seeing that their clothes and armor were different from others, Suzhou soldiers knew that this was a group of big fish, so they rushed over and surrounded him. After a long period of melee, the sky was dawning immediately. Hou Xuanyan also saw these Tartars, holding a white-backed dragon flag, a white armored black helmet, and red tassels on their heads. His eyes lit up and he shouted, "That's Duoduo, don't let this pig run away."

A team of less than a hundred people, including Duoduo, was like a sharp arrow shot into the paper. In an instant, they penetrated the Suzhou soldiers surrounding them. They held scimitars and rode on horses and chopped left and right. Duoduo and his personal soldiers in the middle pulled out feather arrows from the quiver and fired their bows left and right. Every time, Suzhou soldiers fell to the ground, and the arrows were shot without any slightest.

Hou Xuanyan's eyes were bloodshot and shouted, "Stop Duoduo, don't let him go!"

These hundred Tartars are not as brave as humans. The people on the periphery have long spears and feather arrows, and they slash like nothing else. Their armor is extremely tough, and many arrows are just inserted outside their armor. In addition, they are not afraid of death and are proficient in equestrianism. There is no enemy in front of them.

Among such a thousand troops, the role of personal bravery and martial arts skills is weak and almost negligible. However, one hundred people cooperated with the tacit team to charge. With just over twenty horses falling, the group of Tartars protected Duoduo and rushed out of thousands of people.

Hou Xuanyan's army was not arranged in a formation yet. The others were willing to help, but were separated by their companions and could only watch them show their power from the flanks and escape.

Hou Xuanyan was so nervous that he tore the wound on his palm. The sword in his hand fell to the ground without hesitation and shouted: "Chase, chase me, don't let Duoduo go."

The Tartars who rushed to the encirclement did not just run for their lives. They stood up halfway, turned around and shot with their bows. The horses were running wildly and bumpy, but these people were still unaffected. They opened their bows and shot arrows as if they were on the flat ground. They consciously protected Duoduo and used their bodies to replace him with their arrows and javelins. One fell to his horse and died, and another immediately replaced him. The Tartars were soon cut into meat sauce by the infantry who caught up.

These people were like a bead of arrows. They only saw their wrists lightly lifting, and a feather arrow fell into their hands, and then they immediately followed the arrows in front of them. The chasing Suzhou soldiers fell down countless times. In addition, the horsemanship was not good, so they gradually could not see Duoduo.

Hou Xuanyan's eyes were about to break, and pointed at Xia Wanchun and asked, "How many cavalrymen are there to chase me, and they will definitely take Duoduo's head back."

Xia Wanchun rolled over and chased Duoduo in the direction where he disappeared.

The fire in Changzhou City had already burned from the East City to the West City. Hou Xuanyan looked at the Qing soldiers surrounded by the city, leaving less than 10,000 people to follow Yan Yingyuan to clear the battlefield. As long as it blocked here, the main Qing forces in the city would be turned into ashes.
Chapter completed!