"How many Jiannu soldiers have charged into the army?" He Jin asked calmly.
"There are already hundreds of them, and the number is still increasing." The bodyguard replied.
"Organize the troops and follow me to kill them!" He Jin pulled the rope that fixed the helmet.
"My lord," the soldier's eyes turned red, "the defeat is inevitable and cannot be reversed! We should retreat early. As long as you are here, we can always make a comeback."
"Haha," He Jin laughed bitterly, "If I leave, what will happen to those brothers?"
"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God, no one will blame you."
"No," He Jin shook his head slowly. "I recruited these people from every village. If I abandon them and flee, how will I face the elders when I return home?"
"Sir..." The soldiers around him suddenly burst into tears.
"Brothers," He Jin drew his bow and arrow and looked at the Jiannu in front of him: "Follow me and kill the Jiannu!"
After saying that, he rushed out first.
The soldiers behind him howled and followed him, surrounding him.
At this time, defeated Ming troops continued to run from the front.
When they saw the central army's flag, they hesitated for a moment. Some continued to flee, while others stopped and followed He Jin to counterattack.
Tunqi had already discovered He Jin's central army flag.
While driving the fleeing soldiers towards He Jin, he organized elite forces to launch an attack from the side.
The Eight Banners soldiers on the flank were the first to reach He Jin.
One of them drew his bow and arrow, aiming at He Jin's face.
Before he could shoot the arrow, he was shot into a hedgehog by the personal soldiers around He Jin.
After a round of arrows were fired at each other, the two armies engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
The melee weapons of both sides are similar. In addition to cavalry swords, there are also firearms or blunt weapons such as three-barreled guns.
The two Eight Banners soldiers rushed to He Jin as quickly as possible, intending to kill the general and seize the flag.
He Jin swung his sword and forced one of the Eight Banner soldiers to retreat.
Another Eight Banners soldier wielded a three-barreled gun and smashed it at He Jin's head.
He Jin dodged to the side, and the knife in his hand slashed down along the wooden pole of the three-barreled gun, cutting off the opponent's fingers holding the gun.
The surrounding bodyguards rushed forward and hacked the two men to death with their swords.
The other Eight Banners soldiers who rushed over were all stopped by He Jin's personal soldiers, and shouts of killing echoed around He Jin.
After killing several people in succession, the morale of the Eight Banners soldiers who attacked from the flank was greatly reduced, and they were forced to retreat temporarily to reorganize their formation.
Before He Jin could catch his breath, the defeated Ming army driven out by Tunqi arrived.
They rushed towards He Jin like a tide.
"Form a formation and stop them!" He Jin shouted in desperation.
If they cannot be stopped, the defeat will quickly spread to the entire army, leading to a major rout.
He Jin led his personal soldiers on horseback and formed a horizontal formation to stop them.
But these defeated soldiers were already like frightened birds. Not to mention He Jin himself, even the Jade Emperor could not stop them.
The first row of personal guards were instantly overwhelmed by the fleeing soldiers.
Swish swish——
The bodyguards kept swinging their swords at the fleeing soldiers, trying to chop them down.
The irrational fleeing soldiers not only did not stop, but raised their swords to resist and even tried to snatch the horses from under their crotches.
The guards in the second row were quickly pinned down by the fleeing soldiers and were unable to move.
At this time, the Eight Banners soldiers attacked from the flank again.
The personal soldiers around He Jin quickly rushed forward and fought each other nearby.
whoosh!
The main force of the Eight Banners led by Tunqi shot a round of arrows at He Jin.
The arrow hit the metal, making a crisp sound.
It fell on the armor, making a dull sound.
More of them fell on the fleeing soldiers, causing terrible howls as they pierced their flesh.
Seeing this, the defeated soldiers fled forward even more desperately and soon rushed to the vicinity of He Jin.
"My lord, hurry up!" A personal soldier swung his sword and hacked at the fleeing soldiers and shouted, "If you don't leave now, it will be too late."
He Jin first looked into the distance, then looked around.
Some of his personal soldiers were pinned down by the Eight Banners soldiers on the flanks. Although they fought hard, they were inevitably killed by the enemy.
Another part of the personal guards were surrounded by the fleeing soldiers, unable to advance or retreat.
He could only hack and chop with all his might, trying to carve out a path.
But the Eight Banners soldiers had already come behind them and aimed their bows and arrows at them.
If nothing unexpected happens, their end will also be death.
At this time, there were only twenty or thirty personal soldiers left by his side.
Looking at their loyal appearance, He Jin's heart began to ache inexplicably.
Most of these personal soldiers are related to him.
At that time.
Not everyone can serve as a general's personal soldier.
Being able to fight is one thing, but loyalty is equally important.
In addition to using money to maintain loyalty, there is also blood ties.
Among He Jin's personal soldiers are his cousins.
And cousins have their own cousins.
These people know that they will prosper and suffer together with He Jin.
Therefore, whenever there is a war, they must charge in the front and retreat in the back.
He Jin was extremely sad as he watched the soldiers around him fall one by one.
Not only was he ashamed to face his fellow villagers, he was also unable to meet his clan elders and relatives.
"Sir, let's go!" A personal soldier reached out to grab the reins of He Jin's horse.
He Jin was the first to grab the reins of the warhorse, his eyes deep: "A real man should die on the battlefield and return wrapped in his horse's hide. It seems that it is God's will that I have such an experience today."
"My Lord, why do you have to..."
"Take these things," He Jin said, taking out the seal of the commander of the Wanquan Right Guard from his arms, handing it to a personal soldier and saying, "Be sure to give it to the governor."
"My lord..." The soldier beside him burst into tears.
"Go ahead," He Jin slapped the opponent's horse's butt with the back of his knife, "I will not stop until I die today!"
After saying this, he rode his horse to the flank and fought with the Eight Banners soldiers there.
The remaining soldiers looked at each other, and except for one of them who left with the seal, the rest joined the battle.
Looking at the lonely central army flag beside He Jin, Tun Qi pointed his knife and said, "Kill them all. Success or failure depends on this one move."
The Eight Banners soldiers quickly adjusted their direction and submerged He Jin.
As the central army flag fell, the defeated soldiers became even more crazy.
All rules were ignored in the chaos.
The fleeing soldiers had only one thought in their minds: escape.
Driven by the fleeing soldiers, He Jin's troops began to suffer an overall defeat.
The defeated soldiers first fled north.
But they were soon blocked by a tributary of the Liao River.
The person in front finally stopped at the shore, but was pushed into the river by the people behind him.
The person who pushed them into the water had just stood firm when he was pushed into the water again by the people behind him.
The repetitive scenes keep happening...
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