Southern Ming Rebel Army

"Sir, the Ming army has entered the camp," the guard said in a panic.

"What, where did you enter the camp from?" Ma Degong's face changed drastically.

The guard said quickly, "The Ming army entered the camp from the south camp. There was no sound of fighting. When the patrol soldiers found out, the enemy had already attacked the central camp."

Ma Degong's mind raced, and he immediately yelled, "You bastard, Bai Yongfu actually dared to surrender to the enemy! Quickly gather the army and stop the enemy army first!"

Ma Degong is an old soldier and has been on the battlefield for half his life. How could he not know that he had been hunting geese all his life, but was pecked in the eye by a goose? It would be difficult to win this battle. It all depended on whether he could defend the camp and wait for Bolo to return. That would be a great achievement.

Ma Degong could never have imagined that he, like Li Chengdong, was successfully attacked at night by Meng Jun. To be honest, when the Qing army was stationed in the camp, they had subconsciously been on guard against attacks by the Ming army. They had already placed fences and deer horns outside the camp, and patrols had been sent out to each camp. But what they did not expect was that now that the Qing Dynasty was at its heyday and the Ming Dynasty was like a puddle of mud that could not be helped, at this critical juncture, Bai Yongfu actually tried to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.

Meng Jun saw that the Qing troops in the center had begun to slowly gather their troops. The Qing troops on all sides were gathering like streams, and the troops in the center were visibly becoming thicker. Although many of the Qing troops were in a panic, they were still numerous after all.

Now the offensive and defensive situations had changed, and Meng Jun's personal guards rushed forward like wolves and tigers, while the Qing army's morale was already somewhat frightened. Ma Degong's general Chen Liuyu was sweating profusely. The Qing army's front line was not stable at all, and it had not even been gathered together, while the Ming army on the opposite side had already begun to join the battle, and the sound of killing was everywhere.

Bai Yongfu in the rear was more familiar with the route of the main camp, and he led his troops to set fires everywhere. For a while, fires were everywhere, and the main camp and the rear camp in the north, which were a little further away, were even more panicked. The cold light of the blades and the screams in the dark made the Qing soldiers in the camp terrified.

"Run...ahhhhh..." Some soldiers who were already under great pressure collapsed due to the stimulation, which led to more people panicking. A large number of Qing troops crowded at the north gate, and the guards at the camp gate dared not open the camp gate without orders. The Qing soldiers who were crowded together were unable to move, and the Qing soldiers behind them swarmed over. Until the Qing soldiers at the back who had a mental breakdown drew their swords and swung at their comrades around them, the situation could no longer be reversed.

In front of Meng Jun's formation, Han Xiong, Gao Yi, Qian Biao, Du Yonghe, and Guo Hu were all wearing iron armor, rushing to the front and breaking through the Qing army's formation. The personal guards behind them also fought desperately to protect them, and Ma Degong's formation in the middle was squeezed and sunken.

Since surrendering to Meng Jun, Guo Hu and Du Yonghe have never had the opportunity to lead troops. They have been following Meng Jun and providing advice whenever Meng Jun has any problems. This time, Meng Jun brought them with him to see if they could be of use. After all, there is still a shortage of leaders in the army.

Ma Degong had just put on his armor and walked out of the tent. He then ordered several of his personal guards to quickly inform Kong Youde and Tian Xiong to stabilize the camp. Ma Degong wanted to hold on a little longer.

The Qing army's resistance was passive and lacked organization. The Qing soldiers who resisted looked back from time to time, while countless Qing soldiers around them took advantage of the darkness to flee backwards.

"Go, push forward!" Qian Biao roared and swung the Tieguduo. Once the Qing soldiers were hit, they immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground unable to move. Guo Hu swung the big knife and chopped with great force. Almost no Qing soldiers could stop him. The most elite soldiers rushed to the front, and the Qing soldiers could visibly resist.

"Sir, hurry up, hurry up." Ma Degong's subordinate Chen Liuyu ran to Ma Degong, pulled Ma Degong's hand back, and Ma Degong saw that Chen Liuyu was not commanding in the front but was dragging him to run. A feeling of suffocation surged in his heart, and he wished he could swing his knife and chop this old subordinate.

The personal guards beside him were also persuading Ma Degong that everyone was not blind and that even if Bai Qi were reborn he could not save the situation.

"Let's go." Ma Degong and his group quickly fled from the front of the battle. In the dark night, the Qing army had no idea that their main general in the rear had fled. It was not until no reinforcements arrived that the Qing soldiers looked around in panic, and saw that they had been abandoned and became an isolated army. Fleeing and surrendering were everywhere.

The chaos lasted for almost two hours. Ma Degong, Tian Xiong, Kong Youde and several other generals had already escaped from the camp at night, but they were left with only a few infantrymen. Most of the remaining Qing troops fled from the camp and scattered in all directions, surrendering to Meng's army.

Kong Youde was almost in tears. The artillery he had pulled over with great difficulty was just thrown to Meng Jun. Also, all the gunpowder and baggage supplies that were transported from Jiangning were gone.

"Hurry back to the city to report the great victory, the great victory," Meng Jun said excitedly, patting the shoulder of the guard beside him.

"Yes, Grand Commander," the guard answered loudly and excitedly.

It was then that Meng Jun saw Bai Yongfu. This was the first time Meng Jun saw him. The last time they met, they were rivals and fought to the death. But now they have become one camp again. It is really ironic.

"General Bai, it's not too late to turn from darkness to light. Jun looks forward to your arrival like the stars look forward to the moon. General Bai, rest assured, what belongs to me, Meng Jun, will also belong to you." Meng Jun held Bai Yongfu's hand as if he were an old friend who had not seen each other for many years. He was extremely excited and wished he could sleep on the same bed with him.

Bai Yongfu was a little stunned. He never said that he would follow you. I was planning to join Prince Lu as regent anyway. Why did you, Meng Jun, say something wrong?

At the northern gate of Suzhou, Meng Jun's personal guards came galloping on their horses and shouted loudly to the top of the city wall, "The governor has ordered that the attack on the camp will be a great victory, the Tartar army will be defeated, and Suzhou City will be relieved."

The defenders on the city wall all leaned their heads out to watch. They were not sure whether it was true or not, and they had not received any news that the army was going to attack the camp. Only Lin Shiqi was lying on the city wall with injuries, a smile on his face.

In Suzhou City, the sky has begun to brighten slightly.

Sharp sounds of fireworks rose into the sky from the streets and alleys. The explosions seemed to tear open the night sky, releasing brilliant sparks. The people of Suzhou City were releasing their joy into the air. That night, the cheers were deafening, and a name was being praised in every corner: Governor Meng Jun.