Chapter 853: Chapter Forty-Seven

Not using the twin maces, for Bai Lang, actually increased the variety of his attacks, but carrying the one-hundred-twenty-eight-jin purple-gold maces was ultimately a bit clumsy in turning, so when Bai Lang pounced over, he also drew the twin purple-gold maces, which flew out of his hands and harvested two lives.

The thrown purple-gold maces hit two Qing soldiers whose armor was obviously different, and immediately stabbed directly in; the double armor on their bodies was of no use at all. These two people also sprayed blood and fell backward, the purple-gold maces passing through the chest to the back. Without the burden of one hundred twenty-eight jin, Bai Lang's speed was even faster.

However, the two Qing soldiers killed by him were quickly dragged away; it seemed that there was still a difference in identity, "Hell! Do I have a grudge against weapons? This is something I exchanged with points! Now it has to leave me temporarily." Bai Lang had no time to take back the weapons now, he was busy killing people.

These soldiers had equally strong combat power—compared to the ordinary people he had encountered in the past, these people were accustomed to cold weapon warfare, and even if they saw bloody scenes, they wouldn't retreat. And wearing armor and holding weapons, their combat power was also very strong, and there were weapons aimed at experts with high martial arts like Bai Lang—grappling hooks and lassos.

Now they still hadn't trapped Bai Lang, but these people held heavy shields and disregarded casualties to limit Bai Lang's activity range—but now it seemed it wouldn't work. Bai Lang's movements were swift and flexible, especially this ability to leap by borrowing force, which was probably difficult to limit for a while.

The most critical thing was that Bai Lang's attack power was unusually large, and the power of his fists and feet was also difficult to block—it was just slightly better than the iron maces, but the vibration force on his fists was difficult to block even if wearing armor and holding a shield. And once he didn't use the twin maces, the power of his legs was also extraordinary, and the most terrifying thing was those hands, a grab of the tiger claws was simply what a real tiger was like...

The energy passed through his fingers, just like the claws of a real tiger. This was the result of Bai Lang practicing the true meaning of the tiger form to the point of entering the hall. He knew that he hadn't reached the peak, but at this moment, he could let the claw energy pass through, making those shields be grabbed with deep marks.

Then don't talk about any armor. Under a grab of the tiger claws, the armor plates deformed, and then a tear—cotton armor would be easily torn, and this armor wasn't designed to consider what to do if someone tore it with great force when it was built. So after a tear, another grab, this time there was mail armor, but it could still cause serious injury, and if he grabbed the chest and abdomen, it was even possible to be disemboweled under the mail armor.

"It's a pity, in the end, I didn't reach the fourth pass! Otherwise, why would I fear this kind of group battle!" Bai Lang clashed left and right, and his hands harvested four or five lives again, but there were more and more lassos and grappling hooks, and it seemed that more Qing soldiers rushed out—he was finally dragged down. "Time to go!" Bai Lang made a decision, he roared and his twin claws separated, simply shaking open a passage, and then fully exerted his lightness skills, rushing out of the circle in a few steps, "Surrounded..." Bai Lang quickened his pace, as if gliding on the ground.

His toes stomped on the ground, and the internal force arrived, and the earth also shook slightly. Bai Lang used the reaction force to directly leap into the air, somersaulted in the air, and landed several zhang away. At this time, he had already opened the distance, and his warhorse was also brought over by a brave subordinate. Bai Lang rode on the horse, "Go!" Then he turned the horse's head and began to retreat.

After running out for more than a hundred paces, Bai Lang pulled the horse, and those Qing soldiers had already begun to collect the team—chasing up was the life-taking thing, which was equal to sending heads for free. Bai Lang gave a thumbs-down gesture to the Qing soldier camp, and then let out a wild laugh and ran away. "He will come again..." Watching Bai Lang go away, Abatai said.

This time it was indeed a loss—although it could be said that Bai Lang left behind the twin iron maces, it couldn't be called iron maces anymore, now it seemed there was still copper and gold, but it was really very heavy. Even Abatai himself could lift it with one hand, but wanting him to swing it like Bai Lang was impossible. To besiege Bai Lang, two Niulu Zhangjing, four Fen De Bo Shi Ku, and eleven Bayala armored soldiers died, and six horse-armored soldiers died. On weekdays, even if they defeated the Ming army's large army, they had never had such casualties...

In the end, they only took the twin maces of the other side, and didn't let the other side take away the head... This counted as a fart of victory. It was true and real that their own people died, and if this guy was still wandering nearby, finding an opportunity to launch a charge or even launch a charge when marching and attacking the city, just thinking about it made his scalp numb. Such a fierce general as a guide, if he led a large number of cavalry or infantry to break the siege, it was really not easy to handle.

And at this time, the ordinary Qing soldiers were also low in morale. The other side killed so many warriors, and when he left, he looked unscathed, and it looked like he would come again—no Qing soldier would feel high morale. A serious problem was really about to be placed in front of them: admit that this Shandong offensive failed, and leave when the supplies were still sufficient, the soldiers' energy and physical strength were still enough, and the morale was still okay, or insist on the original plan and continue to fight in Shandong to plunder more children and gold and silver?

The latter choice, just thinking about it was impossible. If they were fully prepared to attack the city and plunder the land, perhaps Bai Lang wouldn't have much opportunity, but to take the plundered children back? Just thinking about it was impossible. At that time, the clumsy and wolf-like army would have gaps everywhere that could be broken into by Bai Lang. Once this guy broke in, the speed of killing ordinary soldiers could be imagined.

Before he exhausted his strength and retreated, he might really be able to kill hundreds of Qing soldiers...

"Retreat." Abatai, who made the decision, had an even bitterer old face. He was not favored when he was with the old slave, and after Hong Taiji took power, although Abatai could fight, he was only a Beile until now. In the Eight Banners system, he ranked behind other brothers—he did the hard and tiring work, and there was no share of promotion for him. Now after making this decision, one could imagine that Abatai would have to take the blame again. It would be good if he could keep his Beile this time. If Hong Taiji intended to beat and humiliate him, it was possible to be demoted to Beizi...

Thinking of this, Abatai really felt very aggrieved—why would such a fierce general appear on his route? Actually, he should laugh. Historically, the losses of the Qing army in this entry into the pass were actually not small, and many dignitaries had to die, among which a batch of Guanling guards had to die. Now retreating and going back compared to history, the casualties were actually smaller.

However, the Qing soldiers were finally terrified. When they broke camp and retreated, Bai Lang also tried to charge, but the other side used large carts to protect, bows and arrows and firelocks shot desperately, and almost everyone took out grappling hooks and the like to be ready for battle, so Bai Lang could only rob a few heads, but couldn't delay the Qing soldiers much time—he had too few people, and others didn't have the ability to charge alone, and the Ming army in the nearby states and counties didn't dare to fight in the field, but defending the city was fine...

A month later, the Qing soldiers completely withdrew, and the traffic was finally reopened. Bai Lang had already returned to Yanzhou after knowing that it wouldn't work after charging a few times. Now it was time to officially receive the imperial court's reward, "It's just a pity for my water-polished purple-gold maces! Damn it, this is a good thing I bought with points." ===== CHAPTER 854 =====