"Don't be afraid!"

"Only turtles and grandsons are afraid!"

"I killed two Tartars today and made a profit!"

The Ming army roared angrily, and the general said with satisfaction: "I chose this place specially. I am condescending. If the Tatars want to pass by, they have to attack from above. Brothers, wait until the Tatars come up. No one will be allowed unless they take away a single Tatar."

Go to hell. Even if you die, you have to kill one of them before you die!"

"good!"

"Kill them all!"

"One for each person, is that enough for the Tatars? Hahaha..."

The Ming army laughed loudly. They were indifferent to life and death and would do anything if they refused. I am not afraid of death anymore. What can the Tatars do to me?

The sound of horse hooves sounded. Baiyin raised his head and looked at the Ming army commander who was standing in the middle of the road. He looked at him with contempt, and secretly praised him in his heart. He is a good man. It is a pity that he is the enemy's hero and my enemy.

Such tough-minded Han Chinese must be killed. Otherwise, how can the Qing Dynasty maintain its hold on the world?

"What's your name, Han?" Baiyin suddenly asked loudly, "A warrior like you shouldn't die in obscurity."

Mr. Ba laughed loudly: "I, Chen Fei, a native of Luzhou, Sichuan, do you remember the dog Tatar?"

Baiyin said no more, nodded slightly, and the battle broke out again.

It was getting dark, and the sound of fighting gradually ceased. The corpses of the Ming army and the Mengba Banner were covered with the narrow mountain road, layer upon layer, and there was no place to set foot. Chen Fei was covered with wounds, and he could barely stand, leaning on his spear. There was no one around him.

A comrade-in-arms, Meng Baqi surrounded him, but did not kill him.

Baiyin separated everyone and stood still in front of him.

"We Mongolians are the most important hero. As long as you are willing to surrender, I will plead with Lord Ezhen to protect you from death." Baiyin persuaded him to surrender. "Are your wounded soldiers at the front? If you surrender, I promise not to hunt them down again."

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"Life and death are determined by fate." Chen Fei said disdainfully, "If you have the guts, go after him and see if you die or they die?"

Baiyin raised his eyebrows: "It seems there is an ambush ahead? I was just wondering. You were able to escape so fast. Was it premeditated?"

Chen Fei laughed and said: "Damn Tatar, just take your time and guess. If you want me to leak military information, wait until the next life."

Baiyin said regretfully: "You are young, why seek death? Too many people have died today. Surrender, you are worthy of Yongli."

Chen Fei snorted: "Do you think I am fighting for you for the sake of the emperor? Dog Tatars, you killed my family and you still expect me to sacrifice my life for you?" He looked at the bodies of the Tatars on the ground, and suddenly laughed happily,

"Hahaha, my bite today will hurt you, right?"

Baiyin's face twitched. This group of Ming soldiers fought to the death, causing him to lose more than a hundred people. "Kill him!" Since we are destined to be enemies, it is natural that dead enemies are good enemies.

"I really want to drink another glass of wine from my hometown and take a look at the river in Luzhou..." Chen Fei took a deep look at the north, which is his hometown, "Why can't they kill all the damn Tatars?"

Raising his gun, Chen Fei roared angrily and launched the last charge in his life.


Chapter completed!