The camp of the Qing army was finally in chaos, the commander was dead, and those who wanted to resist were defeated by the troops led by Song Qingshu and Yang Miaozhen. ∮∮∮∮,
In Laoyinggou, when Chu Hongliu was sleeping with his concubine in his arms in the big tent, suddenly a confidant ran out in a panic: "It's not good, boss is not good!"
"Oops!" The concubine, half of Bai Shengsheng's body was still exposed outside the quilt, suddenly a man came in and she subconsciously screamed.
Chu Hongliu was naturally very upset when her woman left, and looked at the person who came, and said in a dark way: "What's wrong with me?"
"Out...outside..." The confidant pointed to the outside of the big tent, obviously the tension in his heart prevented him from uttering a complete sentence.
"What's going on outside?" Chu Hongliu also vaguely heard the noise coming from outside at this time, and couldn't help but jump in his heart.
"Qing army, Qing army all over the mountains and plains!" The confidant breathed a sigh of relief and finally understood.
"What!" Chu Hongliu's back felt a chill, and he didn't even think about the other party's offense, and grabbed the other party's collar, "Didn't the Qing army be stationed at Fox Slope? Why did they suddenly appear here?"
"The Qing army in Huhupo was defeated, and they all fled in this direction." The confidant hurriedly explained.
"It's impossible!" This was Chu Hongliu's first reaction, how could Song Qingshu really achieve eight thousand wins thirty thousand
The shouting and killing outside became louder and louder, Chu Hongliu finally came to his senses, and rushed outside the tent to see that the Qing army that had dispersed from Fox Slope was rushing towards this side like a torrent, and his hands and feet were suddenly cold.
The eyes of these fleeing Qing soldiers turned red when they saw someone blocking their escape route.
"Fuck, I'm going to fight in a paralyzed way!"
"It's not a loss to kill one, but it's a profit to kill two!"
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Chu Hongliu never thought that the Qing army would be defeated. He just pulled his men and horses here to pretend to be easy to evade afterwards. Even the leader has this attitude, and the soldiers below don't take it seriously. Before Chu Hongliu's thousands of men could react, they were rushed to pieces by the defeated Qing army.
"My soldiers!" Looking at the one-sided tragedy, Chu Hongliu's heart was bleeding. He has been in the green forest for many years and he understands better than anyone else that in this troubled world, having soldiers is the capital, but his own capital is wiped out in the blink of an eye. How not to feel sad
"Boss, let's go, if you don't go, it will be too late." The nearby subordinates gathered around to dissuade him.
Having lost his strength, and coupled with the bet with Song Qingshu, Chu Hongliu, as a hero after all, could not understand what was waiting for him, and he would be humiliated later. As soon as his head became hot, he pulled out his knife and wanted to kill himself.
But when he saw the pitiful appearance of the concubine not far away from the corner of his eyes, he subconsciously thought that this concubine hadn't slept enough, and who would be cheaper after my death...
The courage disappeared without a trace in an instant, Chu Hongliu put down the knife, and fled in a hurry with a few confidantes, thinking of a little luck in his heart: no matter what, I am also the veteran of the Golden Snake Camp, and there is hard work without credit. How about it!
After all, there were thousands of Chu Hongliu's soldiers, and they took advantage of the geographical advantage. After the defeated Manchu army broke through the defense line of Laoyinggou, their own losses were not light. Of course, Chu Hongliu's soldiers were even worse, almost completely wiped out.
After successfully breaking through, the Eight Banners soldiers breathed a sigh of relief when they saw ambushes everywhere in the forest ahead, waving the banner of the Tiandihui.
When the Eight Banners soldiers were about to grit their teeth and fight hard, they were shocked to find that the ambush soldiers did not intend to attack them actively, but simply blocked one road, leaving another gap.
Although people with a discerning eye know that the other gap is a trap, but now these routs are like drowning people who suddenly see a straw, how can they manage so much, and now that the pursuers are chasing after them, they are willing to waste time. Chuangtiandihui's defense line fled towards the intentionally left gap.
This is often the case with people. When they feel that they must die, they often have the courage to fight hard. But once they feel that they have a ray of hope, no one wants to work hard anymore, and their courage will disappear in an instant.
This is why the Qing soldiers would go all out when they encountered Chu Hongliu's army before, and they would detour when they encountered the ambushes of the Tiandihui, because Chu Hongliu's army blocked all their ways out, but the Tiandihui left them a way out.
The Qing army fled all the way, and along the way, ambushes from Muwangfu, Qingzhu Gang, Xia Qingqingbu, Emei faction, etc. appeared one after another, blocking one road and leaving the other. The Qing army was forced to change its route constantly, and finally arrived at In front of a nearly dry river bed.
"Hey, why is there so little water in this river?" It is not that there are no smart people among the defeated soldiers.
"Damn, what's the point, now that the river bed is dry, it's just convenient for us to escape, God help me!" However, most of the people were not as vigilant, and they fled to the other side of the river in great joy.
When more and more people squeezed onto the riverbed, there was a sudden thunderous rumble from the upper reaches of the riverbed, and in the despairing eyes of the Qing soldiers, a monstrous torrent surged quickly...
Looking at the soldiers of the Eight Banners from the nearby mountain, they still jumped into the river without hesitation, and were washed away by the flood one after another. Although Huang Rong still couldn't face Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but feel puzzled, walked to Song Qingshu and asked softly:
"If these defeated troops form an formation near the water, with our strength, it is still unknown who will win the battle. How can you be sure that they would rather jump into the river than resist?"
"From ancient times to the present, there are countless generals who chose to fight against the odds, but only Han Xin and Xiang Yu succeeded in the end. Does Madam know why?" Song Qingshu said indifferently.
Perhaps shocked by this exaggerated victory, Huang Rong always felt that this man seemed to have an extra layer of mysterious aura: "I hope you can enlighten me."
Song Qingshu was not as humble as in the past, but changed to a calm tone: "First, their general is not Han Xin Xiang Yu; second, most of the time, the soldiers always have a fluke mentality, although crossing the river Nine deaths, but I may not be the lucky one."
After Song Qingshu finished, he turned and left, no longer paying attention to the battlefield.
It was a service, 30,000 Qing troops, the whole army was wiped out.
On the second day, Fei Yanggu, the coach of the Manchu West Route Army, looked at someone who was in a mess not far away, and quickly fell into deep thought.
He happened to know this person in front of him, he seemed to be a confidant soldier next to Tuhai, whether his name was Muhada or Muric, he was a dignified general of Fuyuan, so naturally he would not deliberately remember the name of a soldier.
"You are the Eastern Route Army in a tight siege, and Tuhai specially sent you to ask for help?" Fei Yanggu looked at the other party with a half-smile.
Of course, Song Qingshu's identity is Muhada at the moment and he said: "Yes, I hope the general will read it together, and quickly send troops to rescue us Tushuai."
Fei Yanggu's face suddenly changed, and he slammed the table: "Come on, drag this spy out and chop him up!"