Southern Ming, my destiny is too abstract

Chapter 73 Hell Ensues
[Lianying: When you encounter a fire attack, the fire spreads continuously.]

It’s great to have a traitor.

I was originally thinking about whether I should slowly hunt down most of Wu Sangui's troops after burning the camps.

But Ma Bao's sworn brother Ma Weixing resolutely made this decision for Zhu Cixuan.

Continuous fire.

Ma Ning's 20,000 troops were completely trapped.

Ma Ning's desperate counterattack?

It can only be said that in front of the world's number one general, the first-class martial artist Bai Wenxuan and Ma Bao, and the quasi-top-level general Zhu Cixuan, a mere 10,000 soldiers may not be enough.

Wang Fuchen is so useful and lives up to his reputation as the most powerful man in the Eight Banners.

See Sun Chongya, the Ming Dynasty rebel general who once plundered the Ming Dynasty while fleeing to Burma with Ma Jixiang.

To show loyalty.

Under the protection of Zhu Cixuan's jade scepter, he was killed off his horse with just one charge.

It is no wonder that Emperor Shunzhi promoted this Xinzheku slave, who was one level lower than the baoyi slave, to the position of palace guard.

No wonder Wu Sangui, who had fought from the northeastern border to the southwestern border, could not help but recognize him as his adopted son.

As for Wang Fuchen's loyalty, will it backfire when Zhu Cixuan is ready with the jade scepter?

All we can say is that when Lu Bu first surrendered, he was still a good son to his adoptive father.

Wang Fuchen was much more exaggerated than Pan Huang. It was reasonable that he could gain the trust and favor of such cunning people as Shunzhi, Hong Chengchou and Wu Sangui.

After Zhu Cixuan forced him to become sworn brothers, he had been guarding the door as a bodyguard.

Last night, Zhu Cixuan jumped into the Ava River and went to meet up with Bai Wenxuan.

Lu Bu, who was born in Shaanxi and Gansu, jumped into the river without any hesitation to cross the river at night.

Even though he was on guard in his heart, Zhu Cixuan couldn't help but be moved and trust his sworn brother.

Even brothers may not be able to do it.

Wang Fuchen would not have any destiny to protect his master.

It's a bit too much to work so hard.

Return to the battlefield.

The general was beheaded, and Sun Chongya's troops immediately fell into chaos. Ma Weixing's troops, who had escaped from the fire on the mountain, rushed into the formation, causing Sun's troops to become even more confused.

Zhu Cixuan, Wang Fuchen, Bai Wenxuan and Ma Bao were at the vanguard, and three thousand cavalrymen charged forward.

Sun Chongya's army completely collapsed and scattered.

"I am Ma Weixing, Duke of Xu of the Ming Dynasty. Ma Bao, Duke of Huai, is my younger brother."

"I have already led my troops to cut off their hair and rebel against the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Cixuan saw the bald man with his braids waving not far away, so he gently pulled the reins and galloped towards him on his white and yellow horse.

"Duke Xu, do you still recognize me?"

Ma Weixing stared at the Crown Prince, who had lost all his scholarly air. He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly half-knelt and said,

"How could I not recognize His Highness? Ma Bao and I have both served as His Highness's guards, and we've seen His Highness since Guangdong."

"Your Ma Weixing, the guilty minister, greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty."

"Your Highness, I was trapped in western Yunnan. I was forced to surrender to Wu Sangui for the sake of the families of my soldiers and the lives of the people."

Zhu Cixuan raised his hand and hurriedly interrupted him: "Get in the car."

Command 85, military strength 88.

Another first-class general.

Ma Weixing ordered his deputy general to lead the troops to follow the cavalry and hurriedly boarded the prince's chariot.

It was covered with jade and I almost couldn't stand still.

"Duke of Xu, how many troops does Ma Ning have left? Where is he?"

Ma Weixing used his feet to push aside a place where he could stand and said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, Ma Ning's army has 20,000 soldiers, but only 15,000 are combat soldiers."

"I took over a thousand with me, Sun Chongya brought three thousand, and Di Sanpin on the other side of the river has two thousand soldiers patrolling."

"His headquarters only has about 8,000 people."

Wang Fuchen, Bai Wenxuan and Ma Bao led the cavalry to charge back and forth, completely dispersing the Qing army, and then came to Zhu Cixuan.

Zhu Cixuan pointed his spear at the Qing army that was retreating from Xingwei City:

"I hold the jade scepter, and you hold the spears. Even if there are millions of people, what can they do to me?"

Three first-rate generals and two top-notch generals.

As long as there are no artillery barriers, there is no place in the world that cannot be reached.

It’s a pity that Wu Sangui was not there.

Zhu Cixuan also wanted to try whether his brother's adoptive father was within the range of fathers determined by the system.

Otherwise, with the living Lu Bu and Wang Fuchen plus Zhu Cixuan possessed by Lu Bu, there would be two Lu Bu, and even the Overlord would be defeated.

Upon hearing this, Wang Fuchen and the other two felt very proud and expressed their willingness to follow His Highness.

Ma Weixing also agreed.

But I felt a little uncomfortable.

Yuhu?

Isn't it a bow?

And why didn't the prince kill anyone? He just hit the person with his jade scepter and ran away, letting the generals and soldiers finish him off.

Arriving in Hongsavadi, did he start to believe in Buddhism? Thinking of He Jiuyi saying that the prince's hysteria had not fully recovered, Ma Weixing felt a little panicked.

I'll get on the chariot, so I won't be injured by mistake.

Zhu Cixuan interrupted Ma Weixing's wild thoughts.

"Duke Xu, point out Ma Ning's general flag."

……

"General, it's kerosene."

When the deputy general found out about the fierce fire on the mountain, Ma Ning began to realize something.

Fire oil is lighter than water.

The stream on the mountain carried flaming oil, which caused the prairie to spread like wildfire.

The Ming army must have also placed hay and fuel in the mountains.

Several tongues of fire shot up from the mountain and the wooden village, the trees were burning and crackling, and explosions could be heard from time to time.

With the help of the spring breeze, the flames quickly spread.

From the mountains to the wooden village at the foot of the mountain, a blazing wall of fire rose from the ground, like a fire dragon blocking their retreat.

Ma Ning smelled the faint smell of sulfur in the air and looked at the elite generals from Liaodong who were trying to break through the wall of fire.

The Liaodong general's pigtail was half singed. He shook his head and said, "We can't get through. The flames are dozens of feet wide. Although they don't completely cover it, it's still difficult to get through."

"The sulphur smell alone is almost suffocating."

"The Ming army is still adding fuel to the fire from behind, and the Ming army in the mountains and forests is still shooting arrows to disturb us."

Ma Ning hesitated for a long time.

Anyway, why not surrender to the Ming Dynasty?
But he was not in dire straits yet. He had 10,000 soldiers and horses, and he could fight and retreat and escape to Mengding safely.

The mountains there were overlapping, and Bai Wenxuan's cavalry could not catch up.

Moreover, the 5,000 Pingxi King's troops will definitely not surrender before the battle.

He was the commander-in-chief of the suppression forces in Dai Qing, but what about when he arrived in Ming Dynasty?

Run to serve under the two brothers Ma Weixing and Ma Bao and become a deputy general?

Thinking of this.

Ma Ning left his trusted confidants and civilians with artillery to cover his retreat, and hastily gathered 6,000 soldiers and horses to prepare to return north to Mengding.

Then Xingwei City suddenly opened fire to disrupt the Qing army's artillery formation.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the civilians fled in all directions and the supervision team's continuous hacking of people was ineffective.

They also knew that there was still some chance of escape.

Waiting for the Ming army to arrive and being caught between the two armies would be a real dead end.

Many civilians jumped directly into the Ava River.

Ma Ning watched helplessly as the Ming army easily broke through his arrangements.

Rush to him.

I also saw the white horse that General Sun Chongya mentioned.

Saw Zhu Cixuan’s sun, moon and dragon flag.

I also saw Wang Fuchen.

Ma Ning's eyes widened in disbelief.

Did Wang Fuchen, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, recognize Emperor Yongli as his adoptive father?

Soon after being captured, he began to serve the Ming Dynasty.

It’s over.

There were only these two words in Ma Ning's mind.

Although he had never fought with Wang Fuchen before, a man's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

He was the living Lu Bu who was praised by famous generals such as Dorgon and Ajige who had just entered the pass and gained most of the world.

He personally led two expeditions to resist Dorgon.

When Dai Qing first entered the Pass, the brave and valiant young men of the Eight Banners were proud to know Ma Yaozi.

Zhu Cixuan, sitting on the white horse chariot, swung the jade stone, directly knocking down a group of Qing soldiers who were blocking his way with their guns.

Under the cover of the white chariot, Wang Fuchen was like entering an empty place, and no one could match him.

Ma Weixing, a fellow villager who was loyal just a few days ago, was still drawing his bow and shooting arrows.

Under the charge of these three people, the Ming cavalry instantly broke into the Qing army formation, which had been torn open.

They galloped on horseback, like sharp daggers, piercing straight into the Qing army's formations.

Sabres and spears drew cold streaks in the air, taking the lives of Qing soldiers.

Bring them endless fear.

The raging flames reflected on the terrified faces of the Qing soldiers, casting distorted shadows.

Blood and limbs were constantly splattered by the Ming cavalry's charge.

Amid the sound of horse hooves, miserable cries were heard.

The smell of scorched earth, gun smoke, blood, and the pungent sulfur went straight into my nostrils.

this moment.

Ma Ning's mind suddenly flashed through the words of the Mulan religion in his hometown, Zhehannan.

Chinese, hell.

(End of this chapter)