.The speed of some cavalry was not fast, but was slightly faster than walking. It only took about three hours to get from Zaoyang to Xiangyang Camp, which was six hours. They left at around 8 am and now they had an hour to travel. They took a break in the middle and could reach the military camp at around 3 pm. At that time, it was still one and a half hours before dark.

Zhang Ding secretly looked at Li Zicheng several times along the way. Yesterday, after seeing the former residence where Liu Xiu lived, Li Zicheng's previous anxiety in the city of Xiangyang seemed to have disappeared a lot, and his face became confident again, which made Zhang Ding feel very relieved. It seemed that the Zaoyang incident had not come in vain.

Zhang Ding is Li Zicheng's guard captain and was born into a kid. These kids are all orphans adopted by Li Zicheng. They are like father and son with Li Zicheng. They can be said to be the most loyal to Li Zicheng.

Over the past few years, although there was a stable territory, the Dashun Army did not have to run around anymore, but the Dashun Army was not comfortable. There were Wu Sangui in front and Zhang Xianzhong in the back. Although the Nanming did not invade each other with the Dashun Army, the Nanming was orthodox after all, and had a grudge against Dashun to kill his king and father, and he could turn against each other at any time. I thought that the Nanming would continue to confront the Tartars, but I didn't expect that the Nanming would win the battle with the Tartars. At this moment, Dashun couldn't help but feel uneasy. If the battle between the Nanming and the Tartars ended, he could fight west at any time. It would be better to start first.

But unexpectedly, Xiangyang alone would make more than 200,000 troops unable to advance. As time passed, the main force of the Southern Ming Dynasty might be drawn back at any time. How could it not make the Dashun army anxious? What made Zhang Ding and others even more anxious was that even Emperor Yongchang of Dashun was anxious about the war in Xiangyang.

In the eyes of Zhang Ding and others, as long as Li Zicheng remains sober, Dashun can overcome all kinds of difficulties. When Li Zicheng was at his most downturn, he had only eighteen cavalry around him. He had just raised millions of troops in just a few years, and even the capital of Daming was also captured. Now Dashun Army has hundreds of thousands of troops and several provinces of territory. I don’t know how many times stronger than before. Even if the Southern Ming defeated the Tartars, he would eventually be defeated by Emperor Yongchang. The world is Dashun after all.

Just as Zhang Ding thought so, he heard a "bang!" sound in his ears. Then he saw a blood flower splattering on Emperor Yongchang's chest. Before he could come back to his senses, he said "bang!bang!" Another sound like fried beans sounded, and blood holes suddenly appeared on Emperor Yongchang's body, and blood splattered. Zhang Ding even felt a heat on his face, and then the feeling of blood warmth came.

"No!" Zhang Ding made a shocking sound. He only felt his atrium tightening and almost couldn't breathe. Emperor Yongchang had been fighting for decades. Could it be like this? No, no, Zhang Ding comforted himself over and over again, jumped up from the war horse without hesitation, pounced on Li Zicheng, and blocked the front with his own body.

As soon as he hugged Li Zicheng's body, Zhang Ding felt a pain coming from his back. He understood that he had also been shot by the enemy's musket, but he did not dare to neglect. He endured the pain in his back and fell downwards, turned over in the air, and let his back land first.

With a loud "boom", more than 200 kilograms of weight were pressed on Zhang Ding. With a ".", Zhang Ding spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and fell into a coma. However, before he was unconscious, he felt Emperor Yongchang move on him: "The emperor is not dead yet." A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Zhang Ding's mouth.

From hearing the first gunshot, then the second and third sounds, Zhang Ding flew on Li Zicheng, and then fell off the horse. Zhang Ding was in a coma. It was written for a long time. In fact, it was very short. When Zhang Ding fell to the ground and fell into a coma, the other seventeen guards realized: they were attacked. Now Emperor Dashun is not aware of his life and death.

"Kill!" This made the seventeen guards red. Most of the seventeen people were orphans from the children's soldiers. They always regarded Li Zi as their father. At present, Li Zicheng's life and death were unknown. They were ruthless in their hearts to pieces. They carried the horse and rushed towards the place where the sparks flashed without hesitation.

"Free shooting." Liu Guoxuan ordered loudly. He had seen that Li Zicheng had been hit by at least seven or eight bullets. It can be said that there was basically no hope of survival. Now he wanted to kill the remaining seventeen guards of Li Zicheng and then escape. Otherwise, after alarming the Dashun army, these ten of them would be explained here.

"Bah." He bit open a paper shell with his mouth, poured the gunpowder into the base fire and the barrel. Then he quickly put the bullet into the barrel. After stabilizing it, he quickly raised the musket and aimed at the front. The guard in the front was only more than twenty steps away from him. "Bang!" with a sound of "Bang!" Liu Guoxuan knocked the board machine. He saw a blood flower on the chest of the guard in the front splattering. He shook it and fell off the horse with a bang.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" There were nine gunshots again. A total of seven guards fell from the horse together. The nine people came with Liu Guoxuan and were all under strict training.

The ground in their hands were rifled rifles. They were almost empty within a hundred steps, not to mention only more than twenty steps. But they didn't have time to discuss shooting targets on their own. Two special forces repeated shooting, which was equivalent to wasting two bullets.

At this time, there were nine people left for Li Zicheng's guards, and Liu Guoxuan and himself had ten people. If there was still a shooting opportunity, Liu Guoxuan believed that he could shoot the nine remaining guards of Li Zicheng together. Unfortunately, the distance between the two sides is now less than twenty steps, and it is impossible to install bullets before they rush up. Both sides must fight in close combat.

Liu Guoxuan felt a little regretful. If he could have the ambush distance back dozens of steps. With the range of the rifled rifle in his hand, he could still shoot Li Zicheng. However, there is no regret medicine in the world, and the closer he gets, the more accurate he aims. Liu Guoxuan suppressed the thought of regret, jumped up from the ground, and shouted: "Get the bayonet, use me as the benchmark, get closer."

As a weapon of special forces, their guns can be equipped with bayonets. It’s not that Liu Guoxuan doesn’t want to use grenades, but the grenade sound is too loud, and the sound of the muskets alone cannot be transmitted too far. If he uses grenades, it may immediately attract the Dashun Army. At that time, they will face the endless pursuit of the crazy Dashun Army and it is impossible to escape.

After Liu Guoxuan finished drinking, he had already pulled out the bayonet from his waist, and with a snap, he had already installed the bayonet and stuck it. In Liu Guoxuan's hand, there was a rifle equipped with a bayonet with a cold light and a length of about four feet. Although this length was far inferior to a spear, it was a piece longer than a long sword. This piece was used to deal with the capital of the cavalry.

"Ba, bha." Then Liu Guoxuan also heard the sound of bayonets stuck around him. At about ten steps between the two sides, two bayonet formations had formed around Liu Guoxuan, aiming at the front like a small cluster of steel jungle.

"Langlu." The roar of war horses came, and the cold light on the bayonet made the war horse feel a little uneasy. The war horses are not very spiritual creatures. Facing the cold bayonet, many war horses were afraid and unwilling to move forward. Unfortunately, their master hated Liu Guoxuan and others on the opposite side. Not only did they just go to the swords, even the sword mountain and the sea of ​​fire would break in. Not only did they refuse to slow down, but they hated the war horses desperately with the horses. The intense pain made the war horses crazy and rushed over as quickly as possible.

"Boom." The two sides finally collided with each other. Two bayonets were inserted into the front two war horses. The sharp bayonets directly penetrated into the heart of the war horse. A whine sounded, and the two war horses fell to the ground together, throwing the two guards on the horse's back. However, these two guards deserved to be selected Emperor Dashun. With a critical moment, the two guards jumped off the horse, rolled up on the ground, and staggered up from the ground, with blood in their mouths, and were already injured.

When the two war horses fell, the thin line of the Ming army was also penetrated at the same time. The huge impact of the war horses caused the two special forces in the front to fall back and collided with the two special forces in the back row. The four people slid for a long distance on the ground before falling heavily on the ground. The four people couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood at the same time. In this brief collision, the Dashun army paid the price of two seriously injured, while the Ming army paid the price of four seriously injured.

On the surface, the Dashun Army was getting a bargain, but it was not the case. Two dead horses stood in front, and the Dashun Army behind them had to lift the reins and jump over the dead horse, which gave the Ming army on both sides a chance.

"Kill!" The remaining six Ming army special forces jumped up from the ground, and the bayonets were stabbed out one after another. Several clangs sounded, three guards blocked the bayonets. The other three were directly picked off by the Ming army's bayonets. The last guard shouted, and the long sword was slashed at a special forces soldier who had just assassinated. The special forces could not dodge at all. In the crisis, they had only time to raise their hands with their hands. With a "bang." The left hand of this special forces broke at the elbow, which made the sweat on his face roll down like soybeans.

Five Ming troops were seriously injured, but three were killed and two were injured. The two sides fought evenly. When the four Dashun troops turned their horses, the five Ming troops formed a triangle formation again.

"Kill!" The four Dashun troops charged again without hesitation.

"Bang! Bang!" After several gunshots, four Dashun troops fell from the horse. Liu Guoxuan looked in shock, but saw a burst of smoke coming out of the gun at the guns of the four people who were knocked away by the horse. He realized that the four people quickly used bullets while they were lying on the ground and made a contribution.

The remaining two Dashunjun, who were injured all over, looked at the fallen companions, and a look of despair flashed in their eyes. They pulled out their swords and stretched their necks. A red trace spread across their necks, and their bodies fell heavily.

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Chapter completed!