After being criticized by Jiang Quanyi, Wang Yilin also became angry, "I have been saying it first, and this may not be possible. You can't blame me if it fails!"

Jiang Quanyi was speechless for a moment. He looked at the empty coastline and sat down to the ground in depressed manner.

Wang Yilin grabbed him and said, "Mr. Jiang, this is not the time to be discouraged. Are the soldiers watching you?"

Jiang Quanyi said mutely: "What else can it be? A 10,000 army of 10,000 is only more than 3,000. The Qing army on the west and north sides are several times the strength of our army... It is a death, and instead of being captured and humiliated by the Tartars, it is better to jump into the sea and be free..."

Wang Yilin said angrily: "If you want to vote, I haven't lived enough yet."

Jiang Quanyi sneered: "I haven't lived enough, but can the Tartars make you live? Uh... you don't want to surrender, right?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Quanyi suddenly stood up, pulled out the knife with a "clang" and pointed at Wang Yilin and said, "You dare to surrender, don't blame me for being ruthless under the knife!"

The soldiers in the distance were in an uproar, and they were also desperate at this time. No one was a fool, there were enemies on both sides, and the sea in front of them. If they could not find the boat, they were destined to be dead.

This kind of depression and despair make everyone look like a jar of gunpowder, and they will be caught at a glance.

Seeing the two main generals draw their swords at each other, the navy and the soldiers of the Yuanjing Guard immediately drew their swords to confront each other.

Wang Yilin was shocked when he saw this and shouted: "Stop!"

Turning his head and cursing at Jiang Quanyi, "Are you crazy?!"

Jiang Quanyi was just in a hurry and did not expect this to happen. He quickly put away his sword and shouted at the soldiers: "Receive the sword, I am having fun with Lord Wang."

Have fun?!

Seeing the two main generals shouting at the same time and putting away their swords, the soldiers were also deflated.

Just now, the soldiers of the two armies sat down back to back in a blink of an eye. It was a strange thing.

Wang Yilin turned around and cursed: "It's all your fault. Do you think I'm like a person who wants to be honest?"

Jiang Quanyi snorted coldly: "Elephant!"

Wang Yilin was extremely angry, "Okay, then you can draw your sword and kill me again."

Jiang Quanyi ignored him and sat down again.

Wang Yilin smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, we have to find a way to survive."

Jiang Quanyi said: "Surrender is free from negotiations. Do you believe it or not? As long as you say you surrender, you don't need the Tartars to take action. The soldiers under my official command can tear you apart."

Wang Yilinxin and Jiang Quanyi's army are the remnants of Yizhen's surviving army. It is easier to make these people die in battle, and it is harder to make them surrender than to ascend to heaven.

Wang Yilin smiled and said, "Actually, I didn't think I really surrendered. It was just a temporary solution. As long as I had the chance, I would just turn against him. It would be better than dying here."

Jiang Quanyi glanced at Wang Yilin and said, "I knew you were holding back. I just said, "You run away now, I won't stop you, but you want to surrender, don't blame me for not thinking about the love of living and dying together."

Wang Yilin stamped his feet and said, "Escape, where can I escape? Look, I look around and there is not even a small sampan."

"Then kill you back!" Jiang Quanyi shouted.

"Are you crazy?!"

"It is better to die while standing than to be humiliated to death! If not, just jump into the sea!"

At this time, soldiers ran up and said, "Two lords, the Tartars began to attack."

Jiang Quanyi glanced at Wang Yilin and said, "If you want to live, just hide. If you are lucky, you can save your life... It's also considered that I'll give you a favor."

After saying that, he turned around and shouted to the soldiers, "Brothers, we have no way to retreat. God is going to destroy me, and I have to accept my fate. Instead of being captured and humiliated, it is better to fight to the death!"

The soldiers responded, "Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

Jiang Quanyi led the way and led his army to counterattack the attacking Qing army.

Wang Yilin looked around and sighed to the sky, "Uncle, why didn't you come to save your nephew?"

Then he stamped his feet and drew his sword to chase Jiang Quanyi.

After an hour of fierce battle, the soldiers were exhausted. If it weren't for the blood and energy in their hearts, they would have been wiped out.

Facing the remnants of the Ming army, which they thought was already in the jar, the Qing army no longer wanted to increase their casualties. This would make Jiang Quanyi, Wang Yilin and others breathe.

Wang Yilin leaned against Jiang Quanyi and scolded breathlessly: "I was killed by you."

Jiang Quanyi was panting, "I was the one who was killed by you. You said that the Duke of Zhenguo can come to reinforce, but what's the result?"

Wang Yilin hesitated a little and said, "Don't be angry... Actually, I lied to you. If you don't raise the flag to support Wu Zheng, maybe Wu Zheng will send someone to help, but if you raise the flag to support Wu Zheng, how could he come to help? It's too late to avoid suspicion!"

When Jiang Quanyi heard the body, he was furious and swung his knife back, "Dog thief, you killed tens of thousands of brothers!"

Wang Yilin was so scared that he jumped in the opposite direction and said, "Jiang Quanyi, I think you are a brother. I just wanted to explain things clearly before I died. I didn't want to harm you, but I just crossed the river. I made an agreement with my uncle that if the war is unfavorable, I can retreat to Haimen. My uncle's navy will take us here. I just want to bring the navy back to my uncle."

Jiang Quanyi was stunned and stared at Wang Yilin in a daze. He suddenly let out a long sigh and smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's all here, it's all dead... Then what do you want?"

"I just want to bring the navy back to my uncle."

The soldiers in front heard shouts, "The Tartars attacked."

Jiang Quanyi understood that he no longer had to worry about this matter and glanced at Wang Yilin and said, "There is no next attack, this time is the last time. No matter what, you and I can live and die together along the way, I... don't blame you."

Wang Yilin nodded silently.

The two rushed forward together again.

The fierce battle started again, as Jiang Quanyi said, this is the last battle.

The available arrows have been used up and their physical strength has been exhausted. Facing the Tartars' rain-like arrows, the soldiers can only use their heads to greet them.

Huang Tuozi was hit by two arrows. He roared and chopped over a rushing Tartar. When he wanted to swing the knife again, he was stabbed into his abdomen by a scimitar that was stabbed from unknown direction.

Huang Tuozi is a veteran of the hundred battles. He instinctively retreated, his knife pulled out from his abdomen, bringing out a long stream of blood, and sprinkling all over the sky.

The Qing army was harvesting, and they no longer had to pay too much casualties to harvest the Ming army's heads.

They even saw the Ming army rushing towards him and retreated, and then waited for the Ming army soldiers to breathe with their swords, and then rushed up and cut off the other party's head.

This is no longer a battle, but a massacre.

No one abandons the knife, even if he can't hold the knife in his hand.

No one surrendered, even though he was breathing, he was unable to dodge against the sword coming from his head.

This is an iron army, not an iron army with iron armor, but an iron army with iron-like will that has been forged with iron blood.

The sky has eyes!

How could such an iron army be wiped out?

When the sound of "光, 光" shooting sound came from behind, when the sound of "光" horse hooves was heard.

Jiang Quanyi burst into tears.

Wang Yilin also cried.

Tears of excitement!
Chapter completed!