Prince Chongzhen

Chapter 55 Accident
When Wusitu was captured from the forest, he was no taller than an adult's waist. For nearly twenty years afterwards, he followed the Eight Banners soldiers in their campaigns.

After so many years, although he is still intact, the scars on his body are covered with layers of scars.

Normally, such an old soldier should not lose his mind due to pain, but things in the world are so unexpected.

The dissatisfaction of being a scout but being sent to advance first, the boredom of being bound by armor, the anxiety of the enemy's formation being broken but not fleeing, all these emotions combined together and finally caused the beast nature hidden in this Jurchen to erupt.

Of course, such an outburst disrupted the Qing army's formation, but it was not a big deal in the eyes of the leading man.

After all, the enemy's formation had been broken. If that centurion died in such a tragic way again, the Ming army would no longer be able to launch an effective attack, and they could retreat to the city wall to relax for a while.

As for the rest.

There are tens of thousands of troops, and they are not the only ones who can charge and fight. As long as the tasks assigned by them are completed, only a fool would be willing to put his head on his belt.

The man dealt with several Ming soldiers beside him casually, but most of his attention was on Ustu, just like everyone else around him.

At this time, Ustu's right knee had already hit Li Chaodong's lumbar spine, and his right arm also smashed down towards his waist and hips at the same time.

It was obvious that he really intended to break this living person in half like firewood.

But there are all kinds of birds in the forest, and some people just don't care about this matter which can directly lead to the defeat of the defenders, and instead focus all their attention on the ground.

Although Li Chaodong's act of stopping the reinforcements was a helpless move, in Wu Changrui's eyes it was like selling out his brothers.

Of course, most people who are used to complaining are smart people, so they can naturally understand Li Chaodong's intention.

But then again, understanding is one thing, and being willing is another. Who can calmly accept being abandoned?

As a result, Wu Changrui naturally felt resentment towards Li Chaodong.

Although this hatred did not reach the point of irreconcilable hatred, it was enough to make him focus on his own calculations at this time.

"Snapped."

Just as the man was moving his feet, a sharp pole slipped through the gap and went straight between his feet, and then the two made an almost inaudible collision sound.

The battle was filled with the sounds of weapons clashing, soldiers shouting and the wails of the wounded. Who would be distracted by such ordinary noises?
Just as everyone was staring at Ustu's arm that was about to fall, a bald head suddenly appeared in their sight.

"Oh!"

The powerful blow landed as promised, but the one that bore the blow shifted from Li Chaodong's waist to the bald head.

Who is Ustu?

Being able to climb up the Yingtian city wall with just a rope and dragging his heavily armed body, his arm strength must be beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

With just this one move, several streams of blood spurted out from the head, and the man fell to the ground like mud.

This sudden change happened so suddenly that the Ming and Qing soldiers around him were a little overwhelmed. But if you really want to talk about it, who could be more confused than Wustu?

Although he was not the man's direct subordinate, according to military law he had to obey the man's command in this operation.

In other words, in the blink of an eye, Ustu killed his immediate superior on the battlefield.

This is a top-notch felony in any dynasty. Even if he did it unintentionally and most of the responsibility should be placed on that man, if the night attack really failed because of this incident, who would listen to his real explanation?
The only way is to make up for the mistakes!

With this in mind, Ustu shook his body slightly. When he realized that Li Chaodong, who he had held under his armpit, was completely limp, he grabbed him in his hand.

At this time, blood kept gushing out of Li Chaodong's mouth, and it was obvious that his internal organs had suffered considerable damage.

"Qianhu!" "Sir!"

Seeing him like this, several soldiers who were close to him immediately wanted to step forward to rescue him, but Ustu's bravery had frightened everyone, and Li Chaodong's life was in his hands, so for a moment no one on the defenders dared to move.

"The rear troops move forward!"

Seeing this, Ustu knew that this was the best opportunity. He turned around and called out to the follow-up troops about ten feet away, and prepared to completely defeat the defenders in one go.

"My parents, wife and children are all in the city! We have nothing to do."

At this moment, a loud shout came from his hand.

Although Ustu was surprised at how this man could still speak after suffering such serious injuries, his hands moved without hesitation. He slightly bent his waist and pulled out a short blade from his boots.

The morale of an army is something that is hard to predict. Although the defenders are already terrified at this point, who knows if they will regain their fighting spirit because of such a sentence?
Therefore, he was not going to use Li Chaodong as a bargaining chip anymore. He just wanted to get to know him as it was to avoid any further trouble.

There was a pop.

The short blade pierced Li Chaodong's chest, and he stopped talking without finishing his words. But before Ustu could get up, he saw a pair of black-bottomed python-patterned boots suddenly appear a few feet in front of him, followed by a phoenix cry.

As the top elite among the Eight Banners, Wusitu could tell as soon as he heard the sound that it was the noise caused by a sharp weapon stabbing rapidly.

Being able to distinguish it is one thing, but being able to avoid it calmly is another.

Anyone who can make a weapon produce such a sound must be a tough guy who has been immersed in martial arts for many years.

If they were to face off, Ustu would naturally not be afraid of him, and it is possible that he would be able to gain the upper hand with his years of experience, but the current situation is like this.

Dodging left and right is definitely not an option. His body is still bending downward, and with his vision blocked, how can he judge where the enemy is going to attack?

Blocking with weapons was a pipe dream. He would never be so stupid as to think that he could protect his entire body with a short blade.

As for resisting head-on, this idea was decisively eliminated as soon as it came into his mind.

Ordinary knife strikes and gun stabs could not cause any harm to him, but this attack could make such a noise, how could he dare to gamble with his life on this.

It only took a moment for Ustu to change his mind and make the safest choice based on his years of experience.

With a bang, he exerted force with his legs, and then his pagoda-like body suddenly flew to the right rear.

Only then did he see clearly that the person who had launched the attack was a young man with a white face and no beard, wearing the standard cotton armor of the Ming army, and the spear in his hand was chasing him in the face like a dragon.

"when!"

"when!"

“Ss ...

A series of sounds of weapons clashing came from in front of Ustu, followed by the sound of friction between the gun tip and the armor plates, which reached everyone's ears.

Looking at Ustu again, although he had landed safely, the broken armor on his chest told everyone clearly that if the soldier behind him had not chopped off a few inches, the bullet would have left a hole in his head.

This was almost the closest he had ever been to death in all the years since he joined the Banner. Anger, resentment, and fear intertwined together made him want to tear the other party into pieces. But before he could make any move, he heard the other party shout first:

"Your Highness has an order! Whoever takes his head will be promoted two levels!"

(End of this chapter)