The Mongolian soldiers suddenly launched an attack. Although the Manzhou soldiers resisted stubbornly, the number of people was too fewer than that of the Mongolian soldiers. Even though Na Hai was always monitoring and guarding against the Mongolian soldiers, when the Mongolian soldiers really started to cause chaos, he was still unable to do so.

With his own bravery, Na Hai led his troops to support him, but after half a stick of incense, the Mongolian troops surrounded them. The Manzhou soldiers beside Na Hai kept falling down. Even he himself kept raising his knife and his arms began to become numb.

"Back, back!"

Nahai led the remaining Manzhou soldiers to break out in the rear. How could Surile let Nahai escape? It would be even less likely that they would have the opportunity to get on the horse and rush out of the fortress. Under Surile's command, more than a thousand Mongolian soldiers pinned the Nahai troops, and more than a thousand Mongolian soldiers went to block Yiertu who came to respond, which made Denahai troops and Yier troops unable to meet. There were too many Mongolian soldiers, and many Mongolian soldiers climbed onto the roof and shot the Manzhou soldiers with bows and arrows. Nahai tried his best but could not change the one-sided situation.

After using all his strength to wield his sword for the last time, Nahai could no longer support him. He was left with dozens of Manzhou soldiers, but there were so many Mongolian soldiers around that they could not count them. Two arrows shot Nahai. Nahai fell to his knees on the ground with his legs weak. Before he could raise his head and shout, the Mongolian soldiers' sword slashed at him.

"Taizu Taizong, I'm here to see you!"

With a "puff", Nahai's head flew into the air. After Nahai's death, dozens of Manchu soldiers were still fighting to the death. But facing the Mongolian soldiers who were rushing like a tide, their struggle was useless. They were killed by the Mongolian soldiers in an instant.

Yiertu heard Na Hai's scream before his death. At that moment, he could only cry out loud. He suppressed his anger and took the remnants to fight and retreat. Finally, he joined forces with Jidu and Dueryou who rushed over.

At this time, only the guards of Jidu and the Goshha of Yiertu and others were left, plus only four or five hundred people. However, the Mongolian soldiers who had solved the Nahai tribe had little casualties. More than 3,000 Mongolian soldiers were in the guards and fortresses. There was no order to be held in this battle. The ending was decided as early as the moment Surile made a rebellion.

Surile saw Ji Du in armor, and he was not guilty or uneasy. He stood there expressionlessly watching the men rushing towards the Manzhou people, but he was thinking in his heart that Ji Du's head could not only change his life for his subordinates, but also what benefits could Surile earn for him. After all, he had more than 3,000 cavalry under his command, and such a powerful cavalry force was not available to the Taiping Army. The leader of the Taiping Army could not use him without using him.

Jidu knew that Nahai's eyes were a little red after his death in the battle. Although Nahai was a member of the two yellow flags, he had never contradicted him, the Dingyuan General because his master was the emperor. Nahai's courage and loyalty were also seen. Now, he was dead, at the hands of these Mongolians raised by these bitches!

Jidu was angry. He looked around and saw Mongolian soldiers rushing in everywhere, and he heard the cry of the children of Manzhou Province.

"Kill me, kill me!"

Ji Du rushed forward with red eyes and waved his sword. The prince of the Qing Dynasty fought to the death with weapons like his soldiers. It was definitely not bravery, but sadness.

Jidu's bright armor attracted the attention of countless Mongolian soldiers. They knew that this was the prince of Manzhou that the Taiping Army wanted. If they killed this damn Aisin Gioro, they could escape from this damn place and they could survive!

Na Mutu also saw Jidu, and he shouted excitedly to his nephew Erdemuni. Soon, hundreds of Mongolian soldiers surrounded Jidu and his guards.

At this time, Jidu's guards suffered heavy losses, but the remaining Goshha still protected their masters. Although the number of Mongolian soldiers was large, they could not do anything to face these Manzhou soldiers who were dying and were going to be crazy about being on their backs.

The Mongolian soldiers began to shoot arrows to kill these Manzhou soldiers who were still fighting stubbornly. They had no intention of arresting a living Manzhou prince because the request made by the Taiping Army was very clear, and they only needed the head of Jidu!

"Shoot him to death, shoot him to death!"

Mongolian Zorrakshin shouted hideously, and a sharp arrow shot towards Jidu and his guards. Some Goshhas were shot into hedgehogs, but Jidu was not shot in a single arrow. The loyal Goshhas surrounded the master firmly in the middle, blocking arrows for his master with his body, and using his life to protect his master's safety.

Dueryou and Yiertu were also fighting against the Mongolian soldiers to the death. They were slashing and slapping and watching Jidu with fear. They were very worried that Jidu would be captured alive by the Mongolians, but after seeing that the Mongolians had no intention of capturing Jidu alive, both of them felt relieved.

"Protect the prince!"

Some people fell down by the Goshha beside Jidu, but others kept making up for it. Under the desperate protection of these loyal servants, Jidu broke out from the siege of the Mongols, but before they could take a breath, another team of soldiers rushed towards him. The leader was Cai Yuanfeng, the leader of the Han army!

"Jidu is there, catch him!"

Cai Yuanfeng also betrayed the Qing Dynasty and Prince Jian. But it would be better to say that he was seeking life than to say that he was betrayal. The Mongolians had already taken action. If he didn't, the Mongolians would definitely kill him after they took action. In order to save their lives, Cai Yuanfeng could only raise a long sword to his old master. He would not be stupid enough to help the Manzhou people deal with the Mongolian soldiers. Cai Yuanfeng's brain was broken, and the Han army under his command was not broken either!

The Han army fired the gun. After the sound of the gun, more than a dozen loyal Goshhas fell to the ground. Jidu was also shot, but his injuries were not serious.

"The Han people just can't rely on it!"

Jidu's handsome face was extremely distorted, and it was terrifying to look at it. He roared with the remaining guards to rush up to kill the gang of Han soldiers. Unexpectedly, dozens of people rushed up from the Han army, but they were children of Manzhou Province, leading the leadership of Eduo, an assistant leader with the red flag.

Jidu was able to accept the betrayal of the Mongols and the Han army, but he could not accept the betrayal of the children of Manzhou. He roared angrily: "Eduo, you are from Manzhou, why do you also betray me!"

Eduo did not answer, but behind him were the children of Manzhou shouting: "Prince, it's not that the slaves want to betray the prince, but that the slaves don't want to die!"

The Manzhou soldiers rushed up under the leadership of Eduo. The two sides slashed and killed each other. Jidu's guards immediately fell down another twenty or thirty, leaving only a dozen people. The Mongolian soldiers came up behind, and the Han army in front also came up. Jidu laughed miserably, knowing that he was about to die.

When the enemy who was about to cut his head from all directions, Ji Du's body stiffened, and his back was stabbed hard by a spear. Although it did not pierce the armor on his body, it made him feel pain. This pain should not have caused Ji Du to react, because it was not very painful, but Ji Du felt it hurt. He froze and his feet slowed down. As a result, when he wanted to move, E Du's face appeared in front of him, and then a long knife slashed towards his neck. Ji Du was surprised and instinctively flashed through the knife. The remaining Goshha also rushed up to block E Du.

E Duo failed to succeed in one strike, and was very surprised. When did Prince Jian have such good skills? He cut over Goshha with one knife and wanted to pounce again. Jidu's head was not only a weight to survive, but also a treasure. He wanted to snatch this great achievement from the Mongolians and from the Han army.

But before Eduo stepped forward, he saw Ji Du laughing like crazy. Then he suddenly slashed with a backhand, and with a "puff", the sharp long knife suddenly passed through his neck, and a blood column ejaculated out of his neck.

Prince Jane committed suicide!

Everyone was stunned, and the Goshhas of Jidu cried and rushed forward and hugged Jidu's body and cried loudly.

The Mongolians and Han army who reacted, Edu's subordinates rushed forward to fight for Jidu's head. They were crazy and chopped and slaughtered Goshha who was protecting his master's body. In the end, Jidu's head was cut off. Cai Yuanfeng dared not rob the Mongolians, and Edu didn't dare. He was even worried that the Mongols would kill him too. Fortunately, Su Rile did not want to kill these poor people who wanted to survive. He took Jidu's head from his subordinates for a moment and immediately led his people to fight out of the fort, regardless of whether Beiledueryou and the sange leader Yiertu had not been solved yet.

Failed to grab Jidu's head, Cai Yuanfeng and Eduo agreed to join Du Eryou and Yiertu. Du Eryou called the Han army's musket to be turned into a hornet's nest, and struggled for half a time to die of excessive blood loss. It was very painful when he died. The tragic situation was sad. The Mongolians did not grab Du Eryou's head with Cai Yuanfeng, and Cai Yuanfeng easily earned the credit.

Eduo once again was empty-handed and very unwilling to accept it. He led his men to find Yiertu, who was still fighting to the death with more than a dozen remaining soldiers in front of a room.

"Yiertu, the prince is dead, and the three beiles are dead, stop fighting, let's surrender to the Taiping Army together."

Eduo couldn't bear to die like this, and tried to make the other party surrender with him.

Yiertu did not scold E Duotian for fear of death and was begging for glory. Instead, he smiled bitterly and sighed: "The prince and the three Beile are dead, what am I still alive?" After saying that, he raised his sword and wanted to commit suicide, but unexpectedly, the two Manchu soldiers around him suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

After the two Manzhou soldiers hugged Yiertu, they did not advise him not to commit suicide, but shouted at Eduo: "E Shenzhen, we will not fight anymore, we don't want to die, we are willing to surrender with you, we are willing to surrender!"
Chapter completed!