The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 177 The Most Correct Decision

"A brother is injured." Xiang Youjie said angrily, "But I'm from the same village, I want to seek medical treatment for him."

"This." Ming Jun was a little embarrassed.

He looked back, as if looking for someone to ask.

"Where's Agsang?" He asked a Jurchen soldier beside him.

"It seems to be going to a great solution." Jurchen soldiers said.

"Damn, my fellow countryman died, but I can't spare you. Are you human?" Xiang Youjie said angrily.

"Hey, let's go, let's go, I'm so bored." Ming Jun must have never thought that Xiang Youjie would surrender someone else, so he waved his hand, and everyone hurried out.

When I came out, I found that there were soldiers and horses on the side of the road. There were more than 30 Ming soldiers and more than 20 Jurchen soldiers. There were about six to seventy people.

Fortunately, I didn't rush, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to rush out.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out less than [-] meters away.

Suddenly someone shouted from behind: "Stop, who set this?"

It's Jurchen.

It turned out that Agsang, the leader of the Jurchen, came back after going to the bathroom.

Naming Jun said: "They are all our own people, and a brother was injured."

"It's over from above, some people surrendered, and those who didn't surrender were killed."

"Damn, you didn't go up, how do you know? Don't go, just wait." Agsang yelled.

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Ding Yi.

"Run." Ding Yi ran away without saying a word.

Everyone started running at the same time.

"Damn it, you've been fooled." The Ming army shouted angrily from behind, and saw 70 or [-] people chasing after him in a swarm.

Everyone ran wildly for their lives, and followed closely behind.

They had just come down from the mountain and fought another battle, and most of them had no strength.

Seeing that the distance is getting closer and closer.

"Which one of you carry it, I will lead the soldiers to block it for you." Xiang Youjie saw that this is not going to work, everyone is going to die, only a few people are left to fight.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Xu Fuzuo hurriedly took the initiative to recite it, and he didn't care about his status at this moment, so he lived first before talking.

"Master Ding, I have a mother-in-law and a son in Pidao. My mother-in-law's name is Song Xiaolan." Xiang Youjie handed over Xiang Huailai, finished speaking neatly, drew his sword, and turned around: "Who is guarding me?" .”

"Me." Tang A Niu didn't want to run either, he was wearing iron armor and couldn't run fast.

"Master Ding, I have a younger brother named He Dezhong." Youming Jun took a deep look at Ding Yi.

Ding Yi nodded heavily, and said with emotion: "He Dezhong, I will remember."

"Fang Guowei, my father, and a younger brother." Another Ming soldier grabbed Ding Yi's shield.

There was also one who didn't mention his family, and smiled at Ding Yi: "I heard that Master Ding is very kind to the people of Liao. I will take care of the people of Liao. Thank you, Master Ding."

Turning around, he stood with a knife in his hand, facing the Jurchen soldiers rushing from behind.

In a blink of an eye, there were six or seven people standing with Tang Aniu.

This one is not wide, and it happens that five or six people stand side by side.

The rest of the people were all moved.

In particular, their voices of trusting Gu before death deeply shocked Ding Yi and each of them.

If the Ming army is like this, how can there be Tartars in the world?
The three of them, Xu Chenmao, suddenly understood why Ding Yi's soldiers were so strong.

At this time, the Ming army and Jurchen soldiers on the opposite side did not expect them to stop running, and slowed down one after another.

"Kill." Tang Aniu roared, and rushed forward without hesitation.

"Kill" the rest of the crowd rushed forward.

"Go." Ding Yi lowered his head, tears in his eyes, without any hesitation.

If these people die, Liu Xingzhi's whole family and all his soldiers and horses will be buried with them. There is no morality at all. I, Ding Yi, will kill them.

The others followed and ran wildly.

Mao Yongyi would regret putting on the iron armor because he couldn't run fast.

But there was no way, and he didn't want to stay and fight to the death, so he could only bite the bullet and run.

Whenever Xu Fu moved his back, he couldn't stand it for a while, and the Ming army immediately took over.

There was a loud shout of killing from behind, unexpectedly, no one chased after him.

Several of them are desperate.

After running for more than 100 meters, everyone looked back subconsciously, and saw that the ground behind them was full of corpses, piled up in the middle of the road, and some people seemed to be holding on to the Jurchen's legs tightly without letting go.

Liu Xingzhi's soldiers and horses were stabbing and hacking at the people on the ground without holding back, and another wave of people had already jumped over the corpses and chased them forward.

Everyone's face darkened.

Ding Yi's tears could not stop flowing down.

I cried many times in acting before, but now I finally understand, but when a man really sheds tears, it must be because he is extremely sad or angry.

I will never make the same mistake today again, Ding Yi warned himself fiercely in his heart.

The two sides chased and fled, and after a while, the person in front died.

Because of their people, they have iron armor, some carry Xiang Huailai on their backs, and they have to keep changing their backs.

The people behind are getting closer and closer.

Seeing that the gap between the two sides is less than 30 meters.

In the shouting and killing behind, almost every word can be heard clearly.

It's over, Xu Fu felt that they were going to be over.

Damn it, Ding Yi was furious, since he couldn't escape anyway, why not go back and fight them?
Just when Ding Yi was also a little desperate.

Suddenly faintly heard the front.

"121, 121, 121, hurry up, motherfucker, run faster."

Ding Yi almost burst into tears when he heard this familiar voice.

I 1 you, when saving lives, what queue to run?Ding Yi smoked from his seven orifices, and then laughed.

He stopped abruptly: "Don't run, don't run, hahaha."

Everyone looked at him strangely.

But soon, the voice got closer and closer.

"121, 121, 121, 121—"

There was a rhythmic running sound, buzzing.

Xu Fuzuo and Chen Sometimes, Mao Yongyi looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

When they saw a group of spear and shield soldiers with tortoise shells appearing in front of them, they felt for the first time that the tortoise shells were so fucking beautiful.

A large number of Lushun soldiers and horses appeared in front of their eyes, and they were running forward in unison with neat steps.

Even during vigorous running, they are aligned straight from side to side, front to back.

The Dongjiang Army, who had just followed Xiang Youjie to Ding Yi, looked at their brand new helmets, countless armors, and mighty army formation.

The steel-like strength and invincible killing intent rushed towards their faces. Every step and every scene shook their hearts.

Everyone felt in an instant that being on the mountain just now would be the most correct decision in their lives.

"Damn, this is like an army." You Dongjiang Army swallowed his breath and laughed.

"This is Lushun's army?" The rest of the people watched for a long time, with envy and admiration in their eyes.

Liu Xingzhi's troops, who were chasing Ding Yi and the others, did not expect Ding Yi's troops to arrive suddenly.

The soldiers on the opposite side were well-armored and armored like clouds, which shocked these refugee-like Dongjiang soldiers.

But they were also fierce, without hesitation, the Jurchen leader Agsang swung his knife: "Go."

Dozens of soldiers rushed forward frantically.

The road here is narrow, and there are not many people standing side by side, so they are naturally not afraid.

But I didn't expect Ding Yi's troops to like this narrow place the most.

His troop equipment is designed for street fighting and narrow roads.

"Ba Ba Ba" the seven people in the front row put their shields on the ground and immediately blocked the entire road.

"Squat" Mao Xin yelled.

More soldiers and horses were gathered behind, and there was no chance to go up.

There are only six rows of people ahead.

Dozens of soldiers.

Everyone is watching from behind.

(End of this chapter)