At this time, the sky was as bright as ink, as if it could squeeze out water. Occasionally, raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky and hit the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting without realising their lives. Horses galloped around, spears and arrows on all sides, and from time to time, people fell down from horses, taking away one after another scream.

Zhou Xian rode on a black horse and led his troops forward. The strong wind blew, swelling his clothes, making his already thin body look particularly thin.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly flashed on the front side of Zhou Xian, and the big knife slashed horizontally towards his mount. Zhou Xian was shocked and quickly pulled the horse to lift the reins, the horse's hooves rose up, and at the critical moment, it flashed by. Then, another soldier from Hou Jin used a gun to stab him again, and Zhou Xian had to block the gun.

With a clanging sound, Zhou Xian's arms numb and almost fell off the horse. The guard behind him exclaimed, and urgently carried his horse forward, slashed at the gun-holder Tartar, while the other guard shot at the sword-holder Tartar. Zhou Xian took advantage of the two Tartars' hesitation and paused for a moment, and urgently turned the horse's head back and escaped from the dangerous place.

The Manhu was fierce and had a lot of experience in the battlefield. They immediately abandoned Zhou Xian and instead responded to the two Ming army guards, raising their swords and spears, and the tiger was full of wind. The two guards were unable to compete, but fortunately, the Ming army behind us arrived in time and worked together to force them back. But the stagnation of time made more Manhu rushed up and completely entangled Zhou Xian and the others.

Zhou Xian looked up and found that Niu Yong and the front of the Tursan army had already rushed to the Abunai chariot within a hundred steps. But the Manhu there was really strong. Although they had the advantage of military strength, they could not break through for a while. On the side, a Manhu, who seemed to be a general, was leading more than a hundred soldiers to rush over quickly.

Time is tight, and if you can't break through here again, things will be extremely difficult to deal with once the Hulu on the back arrives. Thinking of this, Zhou Xian pulled out his hand gun in his arms, aimed forward, and pulled the trigger. With a "bang", fireworks scattered everywhere, and a soldier with a gun was bombarded to the ground. He vomited blood, his body twitched a few times and then tilted his head to die.

The brave and powerful man must have been quite prestigious in the Later Jin army. Others were shocked when they saw him killing with a gunshot by Zhou Xian. Taking advantage of this moment, Zhou Xian quickly removed the empty magazine and installed the new magazine filled with gunpowder. He shouted loudly: "Continue to rush and help General Niu Qian break through the enemy formation."

The others shouted, and the horses followed Zhou Xian forward one after another, and their momentum was shocked. The horses neighed and quickly broke out from the messy formation of the Manchu Army. The surrounding Manchu Army exclaimed in surprise, and most of them dispersed to both sides. But there were some fierce people among them. They frantically carried their swords and guns forward, trying to block Zhou Xian and the others with their own strength for a moment.

But the infantry against the cavalry and the huge gap in strength, they were already shaking the tree at this moment. Where was Zhou Xian and the others' opponent? One person came to block it, and several shots came out, and instantly stabbed several holes into their bodies, and then roared away.

Zhou Xianben led 300 soldiers, but when he suddenly attacked Niu Yong, one-third of the others had been damaged, and most of the other living were covered in scars. Niu Yong and the seven hundred soldiers led by Tuershan suffered heavy losses, and they are still alive less than four hundred. Fortunately, the captives were not easy, and most of the three hundred captive elites around the carriage had lost at this time.

Seeing Zhou Xian coming, Niu Yong laughed happily and shouted to Mount Toul, "Story of Mount Toul, follow me and open a road for the followers."

Tu'ershan was covered in blood. He heard Niu Yong's shouting, but he didn't say anything. He just shook his wrist and penetrated the chest of a soldier. Then he lifted his horse forward, but followed Niu Yong's proposal. They lined up and went forward with the support of several guards, which really opened a way for Zhou Xian and the others.

Zhou Xian led the soldiers beside him to rush forward quickly, forcing the Manhu step by step back. He looked at him and found that fifty steps ahead, dozens of Manhu were covering a general wearing silver armor to quickly retreat backwards. Judging from his pretense, his identity must be extraordinary. Zhou Xian rushed forward again with the horse's stance, and immediately brought out a stern sound. Thirty steps arrived in an instant, Zhou Xian raised his gun again, and with a "bang", the lead shot shot from his back.

After a scream, the silver armored general fell from the horse. A burst of exclamations came from the surroundings, and several full captives jumped down, immediately protecting him at the core. The others shouted, and their eyes roared wildly at Zhou Xian. The latter was also shocked when they saw their anger and quickly turned their horse's head and quickly returned to the formation.

The Ming army soldiers beside him rushed up and fought with them. The situation was extremely chaotic. Niu Yong rushed up, raised his thumbs to Niu Yong and laughed, "Beautiful." Then he waved his sword down and chopped a man of the captive soldiers chasing Zhou Xian down. He shouted wildly, as if thunderous.

Zhou Xian saw that Niu Yong and Tuershan had rushed forward, and the crazy Manchu soldiers were completely blocked, and he felt relieved. But at this moment, he suddenly heard a terrifying shout, with a sharp voice, which was the voice of a woman.

The sound came from the carriage. After hearing it, Tu'ershan's face changed suddenly and he rushed towards the other side like crazy. Zhou Xian knew that things had changed, so he quickly lifted his horse forward. However, he was not careful that a knife was slashing in front, and a horse's leg was thrown into the air. Zhou Xian could not control the balance and was thrown straight from the horse and landed more than ten steps ahead.

Zhou Xian stood up with difficulty, and his left arm was in pain. When he fell, the left side of his body landed first, and his arms blocked most of the rush. Although the grassland was still soft at this time, the heavy drop still made people feel a bone-breaking pain. However, this decline made Zhou Xian ahead of Niu Yong and Tuershan.

Zhou Xian shook his head, his consciousness recovered slightly, and a blood slid down his left eye on his head. He touched it, opened his eyes, but through the curtain of the car, he saw a man holding a knife, chasing a woman in brocade clothes holding something. He trembled and took out the gun from his arms with his right hand. The magazine had been inserted on it, which was also the last one Zhao Yu made in the past. He closed his left eye, aimed with his right eye, and controlled his body with all his strength.

With a "bang", the last bullet shot out, and the man inside fell down swaying.
Chapter completed!