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The wind and snow swept across the sky and earth, reflecting the colors of spears and swords, shaking the light of swords and halberds, and the murderous aura rushed into the sky like thunder.
On the north and south banks of the Chu River, flames turned into a sea, the cries of killing were like the tide, thousands of horses neighed in the wind, and flags fluttered. The fierce battle between nearly 60,000 to 70,000 troops shocked the world and made the gods and ghosts weep.
Although Zu Er Fengzi only had a huge axe left, every blow he swung had the power to split the sky and the earth. Niu Wanshan wielded a horse lance and attacked his partner. He fought with Zu Er Fengzi for more than ten rounds. When the lance and axe collided, sparks flew and the sound was deafening.
Under the persuasion of his subordinates, Qin Mu had no intention of fighting this killer head-on, but after the madman Zu Er knew his identity, he rushed over roaring. Li Shi stepped forward to block him, but was chopped down by his huge axe, and the horse's head was shattered, and Li Shi fell to the ground.
"Qin Mu, prepare to die!" The madman Zu Er swung his giant axe again, sweeping it over with murderous intent. If Qin Mu was hit by him, he would be cut into two pieces.
“King Qin… ..”
"King Qin, be careful!"
Qin Mu slapped the horse under his crotch, and the horse's hooves flew up. Qin Mu leaned back, and the huge axe chopped across his face with a sharp gust of wind, and the murderous aura made him feel cold all over.
The moment the two horses passed each other, the Juque sword in Qin Mu's hand stabbed back with a whoosh, and pierced into Zu Er Fengzi's horse's buttocks an inch deep. His horse neighed in pain and stood up. What a crazy Zu Er! His black bear-like body leaned forward, but he managed to stabilize his body. At the same time, he was able to use his axe to cut off the arm of a bodyguard who rushed forward. The arm flew into the air, blood spurted out like rain, and the bodyguard screamed in pain.
The mad Zu Er turned his horse's head and howled, "I didn't expect you, a pretty boy, to have some skills. You were able to dodge my ancestor's axe. If you have the ability, don't run away. If I let you survive this time, I will take your surname."
Qin Mu replied disdainfully: "You, a blind black bear, have all the brute strength in your body, but you betray your ancestors and are willing to be a running dog of the Tartars. How can you be called the ancestor?"
Crazy Zu Er blushed, wielded his axe crazily, and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense. If you don't dare to fight, call me Grandpa Zu, and I'll let you go."
Qin Mu found that this black iron tower was a straightforward person. He was even a little stunned, and immediately answered loudly: "Okay, Zu Dabi, I will fight you again. Let's do our best. If you can't kill me, you can dismount and surrender. Do you dare?"
"King Qin, no!"
"King Qin, you are the most respected person in the world, you can't take this risk..."
Niu Wanshan and the others started shouting, and Lady Hong rode her horse directly in front of Qin Mu and said urgently, "You can't go."
"Haha... I thought you were a man, but it turns out you're just a gigolo hiding under a woman's skirt."
The words of Zu Er Fengzi made Hong Niangzi's expression change drastically. She looked at Qin Mu and begged, "Don't go, please, don't go..." After that, she squeezed the horse's belly, and the warhorse neighed loudly, and rushed towards Zu Er Fengzi. "Ying'er!" Qin Mu shouted and rushed after him.
"Little girl, you are courting death. Don't blame me for bullying women." The mad Zu Er roared, and the huge axe chopped down with a whoosh, unstoppable.
Hong Niangzi's whole body flashed away from the saddle in an instant, one foot stepped on the stirrup, one hand grabbed the saddle, and slid to the side of the warhorse. The long whip flew out like a spirit snake, and with a whistle, it whipped towards Zu Er's face.
Crazy Zu Er used his left hand to block the whip and swung his right arm wildly. Bang! The huge axe hit Hong Niangzi's saddle, and the horse's waist was completely cut off. Blood spurted out and sprayed all over Crazy Zu Er's face.
Qin Mu, who was following closely behind Hong Niangzi, roared in shock. The Juque sword moved as fast as lightning and slashed fiercely on the bridge of the nose of Zu Er Fengzi's warhorse. Zu Er Fengzi, whose eyes were blurred by the horse's blood, had no time to react and was rolled over with the warhorse and crashed to the ground with a bang.
Niu Wanshan rushed towards the fallen Zu Er Fengzi with a lance in hand, and Qin Mu had no time to see that Hong Niang was pinned under the horse. He was so anxious that he pulled the reins hard, and the warhorse neighed and leaped up, flying over Hong Niang, but fortunately he did not step on her.
"Ying'er, how are you? Are you hurt?" Qin Mu reined in his warhorse and turned back hurriedly. Gui Sandiao and Xing Laoqi had already jumped down and lifted the horse's corpse together.
Hongniang pulled herself out. She was probably sprained, so she was a little unsteady on her feet, but she smiled back at him firmly: "I'm fine."
Before the madman Zu Er could get up, Niu Wanshan's long horse spear was already pressed against his throat. He shouted to the surrounding Qin army: "Tie him up!"
His younger brother Niu Wanchuan had not come because he was leading his cavalry to charge everywhere. The two thousand Qing troops were left on the north bank, and the army was already in a panic. Once Zu Dabi was captured, the army was immediately routed and fled in panic.
The Qin army shouted like the tide and chased after the enemy with all their might. The snow was falling, the night wind was howling, and the shouts of killing were getting louder and louder. Many Tartars rushed directly into the river, trying to cross the south bank to join the main force. They huddled together on the riverbank, pushing and shoving each other, with people roaring and horses neighing, and trampling on each other, killing countless people.
Niu Wanchuan led his troops to attack continuously, with arrows raining down and thunder roaring continuously, killing and killing the Tartars in large numbers, with casualties all over the ground and wailing incessantly.
The morale of the Qin army on the south bank was high as they advanced step by step, with tens of thousands of people shouting in unison:
The old Qin is strong and will recover our land.
The war will not stop until the blood is shed and the people die.
How can there be peace when the world is in turmoil
Qin has sharp warriors and their swords are sharp.
The energy blows up the moon, and the force shoots at the wolf in the sky.
Clothed in black and wearing dark armor, sweeping across the world!
The singing was roaring, majestic, and the sound of the mountains and seas shook the clouds. The morale of the Qing army was greatly damaged, and many of them were soaked in clothes. At first, they fought hard and could barely hold on, but after they were tired of killing, the wet clothes made them feel like they were falling into an ice kiln, and the cold was biting. Many people did not die in battle, but were frozen to death.
Duoduo was filled with hatred, but he had to abandon the thousands of troops on the north bank and lead his troops to break out to the south. The Qing army was like a wounded beast, risking their lives to break out, and quickly opened a bloody path and rushed south.
Liu Meng mainly relied on infantry, so he could only send Qin Zuoming to lead the remaining one thousand cavalry to pursue and kill. Duoduo sent Gong Acha to block them. Qin Zuoming could not rush forward and could only watch Duoduo's army go away.
Duoduo's departure made thousands of Tatars on the north bank completely despair, and they dropped their weapons and surrendered.
The sound of fighting subsided. Under the huge firelight, corpses were scattered on both sides of the Chu River. The scattered swords and spears were stained with scarlet blood. The ground was in a mess. The ownerless defeated horses cried sadly in the wind and snow. The heavy snow fell and soon covered the blood on the ground, leaving only a white mist... ... ...
Without waiting for Liu Meng to come and pay his respects, Qin Mu gathered together Niu Wanchuan's several thousand cavalrymen and shouted to them, "Soldiers, we have won! It was originally snowing and freezing cold, and it was time for you to take a break, but Duoduo is still fleeing, and we have not yet won a complete victory. Soldiers, take out your strong liquor, and I will toast you!"
"Long live the King of Qin!"
"Long live the King of Qin!"
"Long live the King of Qin!"
Thousands of soldiers took off their wine bags one after another, and the strong liquor went down their throats, burning their lungs.
"Soldiers, I ask you, do you still have the strength?"
"have!"
"Okay, I want to tell you that the enemy is more tired than us. They are now like a group of stray dogs. They are scared! Terrified to death! Now, I hope you can keep up the good work, overcome the difficulties and chase them to the palace of Hades. Can you do it?"
"OK!"
The soldiers were actually very tired, and Qin Mu had to boost their morale again. After the morale was boosted, he immediately sent Niu Wanchuan to lead the army across the river. At the same time, he ordered the infantry camp in the south to prepare some hot food for the cavalry immediately.
After crossing the river, the cavalry hurriedly ate some hot food and then pursued southward.
On the other hand, Qin Mu sent someone to tell Li Jiu and Su Jin to lead their troops southward as soon as possible to attack together. Do not let Duoduo regroup at all costs.
Liu Meng failed to stop Duoduo. He felt very ashamed and hurried over to Qin Mu to plead guilty. He knelt down in the snow and bowed his head, saying, "I have failed my mission. Please forgive me, my king."
"Get up, there's no need to do this." Qin Mu stepped forward and helped him up, saying with a hearty smile, "Duoduo looked arrogant, Ning Wanwo was as cunning as a devil, but he drank our foot washing water after all. This matter is not over yet, you should clean up the battlefield quickly, maybe we will have to fight again tomorrow."
"Thank you, King Qin!"
In this battle, together with Xia Chengde's two or three thousand men, Duoduo lost at least nearly ten thousand troops on the banks of the Chu River. It can be said that there were heavy casualties. This can definitely be called a great victory.
Just after winning a great victory, the soldiers on the south bank saw Qin Mu’s royal flag appear and couldn’t help cheering. What could be more joyful than seeing the King of Qin see his own achievements with his own eyes
Wherever the flag of King Qin Mu passed, the soldiers shouted loudly, their voices echoing like clouds:
"Long live the King of Qin!"
"Long live the King of Qin!"
"Long live the King of Qin!"
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