You can't only love the Qing Dynasty when you're eating the fruits of others' labor.

Chapter 344 Slaying one's own general! Seizing one's own flag!
Gao Dejie glanced at Wang Fuchen, who was approaching, and seeing his nonchalant demeanor, he didn't think much of it.

"Horsehawk, what's wrong?"

"When the country is in peril, true loyalty is revealed. I'll ask the prince to let me fight."

Wang Fuchen's voice was booming and his eyes were like bronze bells, attracting the attention of those around him.

Wu Sangui also turned his head to look at him.

Wang Fuchen urged his horse closer.

"Your Highness, give me a thousand elite soldiers, and I will go and slay the enemy generals and capture their flags! Are there any brothers who are not afraid to die? Follow me!"

"Horse Hawk, I'll go with you."

"I'll go with you too!"

A group of young guards from the royal palace mounted their horses and drew their swords and spears.

……

"Your Highness, may I borrow your BMW?"

"it is good."

Without much thought, Wu Sangui, with the help of his guards, struggled to dismount and gave his prized steed to his trusted general, who was about to face a perilous battle. The significance of a warhorse to a warrior needs no further explanation.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

Wang Fuchen mounted his horse, looking every bit the young dragon from Changsha.

Wu Sangui felt slightly gratified and took off his precious sword.

"Horsehawk, be careful."

"Your Highness, rest assured, with my valor as Ma Yaozi, capturing generals and flags is a piece of cake!"

That's all~
Wang Fuchen flicked his spear, sending Wu Sangui flying.

The next second, he drew the sword that Wu Sangui had just given him and slashed down hard, breaking the flagpole and causing the banner to crash to the ground.

Kill the general!

Capture the flag!

Completed in one go~
"kill him!"

In the blink of an eye, the commander-in-chief was killed, the banner was overturned, and everyone around rushed towards Wang Fuchen like madmen!

"The Hawk is here! Anyone who blocks my way shall die!"

Wang Fuchen lifted one of the men in front of him high into the air and flung him half a zhang away, the tip of his spear splitting open his chest and abdomen, as if a rain of blood had fallen.

His lance flew up and down in his hand, and no one could withstand his blows. Even the fierce general Gao Dejie was injured and fell from his horse.

Several dozen breaths later~
Like a demon possessed, Wang Fuchen charged out of the encirclement carrying a large banner, leaving behind more than fifty bloody corpses.

Wu Jun's command center was destroyed by him alone.

Behind them, the guards were chasing them like madmen.

……

Wang Fuchen, carrying half a large banner, ran wildly and became the most eye-catching person in the entire scene. Wherever he went, people were stunned and terrified.

Some people blocked their way, some made way, and some were completely bewildered.

He ran wildly and encountered Wang Pingfan's troops.

"Kill this traitor!"

Wang Pingfan's eyes were bloodshot. He regretted not killing this traitor in Changsha. He ordered his archers to intercept him.

A hail of arrows came!
Wang Fuchen quickly turned his horse around to take a detour.

Ma Yaozi is brave, but not foolish.

After running for a while, they encountered their own people again ahead.

A dozen or so infantry formations blocked their way.

Upon closer inspection, there were two large flags, one with the character "马" (horse) written on it and the other with the character "夏" (summer).

Wang Fuchen reined in his horse and shouted, "Brother Ma Bao, if you don't rebel now, when will you?"

The roar is like thunder!

Everyone could hear it clearly!

Ma Bao was dumbfounded, Liu Xuanchu felt a chill run down his spine, and Xia Guoxiang was filled with shock.

next second~
Xia Guoxiang drew his sword and thrust it at Ma Bao, but Ma Bao easily parried it.

"Xia Guoxiang, don't listen to his nonsense."

"traitor!"

When the masters start fighting, the servants follow suit and start fighting too.

In the chaos, Liu Xuan was hit by an arrow.

……

Ma Bao was brave and fierce, and had a great reputation in the army. In no time, he defeated Xia Guoxiang's guards.

In the distance~
The shouts gradually grew louder.

"The prince is dead."

Struck by lightning, Ma Baowan turned deathly pale and uttered three words: "It's over!"

far away.

Wang Fuchen, carrying the great banner, shouted loudly once again.

"Brother Ma Bao, if you don't rebel now, when will you?"

Ma Bao trembled all over, clenching his fists. "Bring me the bow."

He took the bow from the guard and strode forward.

"Follow me and kill the Prime Minister of Xia."

Ma Bao drew his bowstring taut, aimed at Xia Guoxiang who had just climbed onto his warhorse in the distance, and shot him in the throat. He then rushed forward and beheaded Xia Guoxiang, who was not quite dead yet.

Submit your certificate!
Wang Fuchen burst into laughter as he looked at the dejected Ma Bao.

"Brother, we're in the same boat, so we'll have to look out for each other in the future."

Ma Bao remained silent, only responding with a cupped-hand salute.

……

Jiang Qingyun was overjoyed as he watched Wu Jun collapse one after another.

He thought to himself, "So commanding a war of hundreds of thousands of people isn't that difficult after all. The Battle of Changsha is a pretty good one."

With 8 against 18, the advantage lies with me!

In this battle, the Eight Banners of the capital were fearless, the Shaanxi-Gansu Green Standard Army was resolute and decisive, and the Zhili Green Standard Army was extremely loyal. Before the Baoding New Army even fired its matchlock guns, the enemy was already utterly defeated.

Looking at the chaotic battlefield, Jiang Qingyun couldn't help but feel elated.

"Proclaim to the entire army, today I will stain the Xiang River red with the blood of the rebels!!"

Swords and blades are too slow to kill; it would be better to use the Xiang River.

As Lu Xun once said: Adults cannot be educated, only selected.

To establish a new order, we must vigorously eliminate the old organizations.

We can't be lenient!

……

Sure enough, seeing that their own situation was hopeless, the dark mass of Wu soldiers skillfully threw away their weapons, knelt down, raised their hands, and prepared to change sides once again.

He skillfully switched between Ming and Qing dynasties and the Western style.

They'll help whoever wins.

Soldiers are fed, that has been the way of the world since ancient times.

However~
This time, however, they miscalculated.

The Eight Banners cavalry, like a beast army, launched an indiscriminate slaughter against everyone. Wherever they went, swords flashed and heads rolled.

Wu Jun instinctively retreated.

They lost not only their weapons, but also their organization and their courage.

The Shaanxi-Gansu Green Standard Army and the Zhili Green Standard Army formed hundreds of long spear and sword-and-shield formations, frantically squeezing the space along the riverbank.

Countless Wu soldiers were forced to step into the Xiang River.

Although it is the season when grass grows and orioles fly, the Xiangjiang River is still cold.

Countless heads struggled in the river before sinking.

Faced with blood-stained spears and whistling arrows all around, the Wu army, having lost their weapons, courage, and organization, desperately jumped into the Xiang River.

A very small number of Wu troops remained in their positions and put up a stubborn resistance, such as Wang Pingfan's troops.

However, the Zhili Green Standard Army quickly maneuvered two light field guns to their positions.

On the banks of the Xiang River~
The familiar scenario is repeating itself once again.

As scorching solid bullets rained down one after another, the army collapsed, Wang Pingfan committed suicide, and his subordinates either jumped into the river voluntarily or were forced to.

……

One hour later~
The battlefield gradually quieted down. The mutilated corpses, overturned artillery vehicles, broken flags, rising black smoke, and the pungent smell of blood created an incredibly realistic battlefield.

Just as Jiang Qingyun mounted his warhorse, he suddenly hesitated.

The battlefield was chaotic and disorderly, filled with soldiers whose eyes were bloodshot with rage, and the Ninth Banner lay dormant and patient.

Forget it.

Let the stand-in go instead.

Fifteen minutes later, the stunt double, who looked remarkably similar, entered the battlefield surrounded by guards. After donning a hollowed-out pure gold mask, as long as he spoke little, it was difficult for anyone to notice anything amiss.

The "Chief Minister" waved to the surroundings frequently, and wherever he went, soldiers knelt on one knee to pay their respects to their leader.

The Grand Secretary's prestige is rising steadily.

……

Zhou Cang pointed to a general kneeling by the roadside and introduced him.

"Reporting to the Grand Secretary, this is General Wang Fuchen. He has rendered great service today by beheading a general and capturing a flag."

"Very good~"

The stand-in nodded slightly, sparing with words.

Wang Fuchen felt a strange sense of oppression and dared not look directly at her.

As Zhou Cang brushed past him, he whispered, "General Wang, the Grand Secretary will summon you privately later. Go wash up and change into some clean clothes."

"Yes."

Wang Fuchen felt reassured.

Just at this time,

In the distance, a troop of cavalry slowly approached, the leading knight carrying a tattered flag that clearly read "Eight Banners Assault Daredevil Battalion".

(End of this chapter)