The strength in the big tent was raging, and the tent, which was not very strong, suddenly fell apart after holding out for a while.

Several lieutenants and centurions who heard the movement walked out of the tent, and immediately looked at the scene under the big tent in the center of the camp in disbelief.

A young man with white hair in both hands.

The blade passed through Captain Lei's forehead and came out of the back of his head, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop along the blade.

"Damn, I knew this guy wasn't an ordinary person!"

Behind the hill in the distance, Zhang Chongshan, who also saw this scene, also opened his mouth wide.

Although Tang Ming had performed amazingly enough when he attacked and killed scouts before, those were just ordinary warriors after all.

And the guy who died under Tang Ming's knife at this moment was not a nobody.

The name of the elite cavalry captain of the Nanmang Feixiong Army, Lei Hu, even in the temples of Xuanyuan Kingdom, has a place.

Tang Ming slowly pulled out the waist knife that had pierced his skull, and gently wiped away the blood on it.

A pair of eagle-like eyes swept over the stunned Nanmang soldiers, grinning slightly.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, Tang Ming raised his waist knife in his hand, and behind the three hills outside the horse camp, there was a sound of breaking the sky.

The strength broke through the air, and the arrows rained down.

Countless crossbow arrows gradually struck with a deafening shouting sound in the distance, and the people led by Nanmang Thunder Tiger were completely confused.

Many of the soldiers, including the centurions and captains, thought that they had been ambushed by the Xuanyuan army.

After the main general was killed, they were already panicked in their hearts, and the shouts of killing in the distance were everywhere, and arrows rained down.

They took it for granted that it was the elite of the Xuanyuan Dynasty who had killed.

As everyone knows, behind those three hills, there are only less than fifty people, but each of them has three or five crossbows next to them.

These crossbows were all obtained by Tang Ming and them from the Nanmang scouts before, and there were only three arrows in one crossbow.

Therefore, Tang Ming had said before that when he sent the signal, everyone would shoot the crossbow arrows in their hands in an instant.

In this way, it would create an illusion that the already frightened Nanmang soldiers were raining down arrows, coupled with the hysterical shouts of the fifty people, Tang Ming concluded that the Nanmang soldiers would definitely flee towards a place where no arrow feathers fell.

Sure enough, when the rain of arrows fell, the Nanmang soldiers in the camp, whether they were foot soldiers or generals, fled south one after another.

Tang Ming took the lead, his figure swaying through the chaotic army, and with every pause, a huge head rose into the air.

And Tang Ming's killing was not without purpose, taking advantage of the chaos to die under his knife, it was some army commander or centurion or something like that.

There was even an unlucky lieutenant who was split in two by the waist knife in Tang Ming's hand, and more than a thousand Nan Mang foot soldiers were all split after seeing that white hair.

Although Tang Ming has never been on the battlefield, he has also been in contact with a lot of things on paper in his previous life.

So he knew that without the commander's soldiers, no matter how powerful they were, they would just be a plate of loose sand.

As long as the generals in this army are almost killed, the forty-eight of them can definitely drive these thousand people out of the northern foothills.

The defeat was like a mountain, although some people in the Nanmang army noticed the abnormality, but the flow of people like a tide was not something that a few people could stop at all.

A moment later, when Tang Ming finally slashed a Wu Commander under the knife, the more than 1,000 Nan Mang foot soldiers had already withdrawn from the Tanma camp.

"Head, what now?"

Zhang Chongshan walked up to Tang Ming with a crossbow, although he was asking Tang Ming, but his eyes were staring at the surroundings tightly.

"Where's the Captain?"

Tang Ming looked around, and during the day, he also saw the captain who was left out of the gate.

"It's dead, the corpse is just outside the gate, and a few brothers are watching!"

Zhang Chongshan was not moved in the slightest in his words, and by now, Tang Ming had gradually accepted his suppressed indifference.

"Lao Li, you take twenty people here to collect some baggage, including crossbows, scimitars, war horses, ......."

Tang Ming turned around and said to Lao Li, who was leaning over.

"Yes!"

As soon as Lao Li turned around, those vigilant soldiers who were guarding with crossbows in their hands immediately separated half.

"Lao Zhang, you follow me, let's continue the pursuit!"

Tang Ming untied the waist knife that was already a little open in his hand, and then picked up a hundred steel knives that Lao Zhang didn't know where to touch.

"Ah?!!h

Zhang Chongshan exclaimed, looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief, who obviously had a young cheek, but had a white hair.

"Head, we don't have a fever, right? Fifty people are already a great achievement, and now catch up, and when they react, just our little people are not enough to stuff our teeth. ”

Zhang Chongshan is not afraid of death, the key is that this is obviously a life-saving job.

"You know an egg, hurry up and go with the master!!"

Tang Ming didn't bother to explain, hung up the steel knife, turned around and picked up a crossbow, and his figure swept along the place where Nanmang's foot soldiers fled.

Lao Zhang grinned, although he couldn't understand why Tang Ming was going to die, but he still followed without hesitation.

The remaining twenty people followed, following Tang Ming into the dense forest at the northern foothills.

"Head, you will let me die if you die! Why don't we retreat, but pursue?"

Zhang Chongshan followed behind Tang Ming, and after hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"First of all, Lao Tzu is not afraid of death!"

Looking at Tang Ming's slightly disdainful eyes, Zhang Chongshan immediately swore to the sky.

"If we don't chase, they will react within three miles, and then more than 40 of us will really be here. ”

Tang Ming swept forward and explained to Zhang Chongshan behind him.

"They are panicked because of the death of the Lord, coupled with your suspicious tactics, they will definitely be chaotic in a short time, but if we don't pursue, they will know that we are just bluffing, because in this northern foothills, there is no second Xuanyuan army at all. ”

"And if we attack and kill all the way, their panic will always exist, and as long as there are dead people behind the buttocks, I guarantee that none of them will stop!"

"As long as they are all expelled from the northern foothills, even if they react, it will be useless when they come back. ”

Tang Ming showed an unfathomable expression, and then said earnestly to Zhang Chongshan: "This is called knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger." ”

Hearing Tang Ming's flickering, Lao Zhang's face at the moment was only happy except for the surprise of admiration.

Glad that he was Tang Ming's robe, not an opponent.

Otherwise, once such a person becomes an opponent, it is a luxury to die comfortably.

Several people sped up their attack, and three miles away from the northern foothills, they finally saw some scouts scattered behind Nanmang.

Tang Ming stretched out his right fist and spread his palm violently.

The twenty-six people behind him instantly dispersed, and the arrow rain pounced on them like locusts.

Tang Ming had said before that once he encountered an enemy scout who was left behind, he must not show his body, and the rain of arrows did not seek to shoot, but only bluffed.

Before the Nan Mang soldiers, who had gradually calmed down, had no time to catch their breath, there was the sound of arrows breaking through the air behind them.

Immediately, there was a terrible scream from the scouts in the rear army.

Nan Mang's foot soldiers, who had already slackened, instantly became nervous again, and the speed of escaping under his feet was a little faster.

Tang Ming and the others were like pigskin fat, clinging closely to the back of this foot soldier, and from time to time they would splash a rain of arrows.

In one go, he expelled more than a thousand Nanmang infantry soldiers from the northern foothills, and Tang Ming could even see their Chinese army camp tent from a distance.

"Withdraw!"

After firing the last arrow, Tang Ming turned around sharply and plunged headlong into the bushes behind him.

"Is silver important or life important, damn it!"

Zhang Chongshan kicked on a young soldier who was harvesting the head of an enemy centurion, and shouted.

The kid rubbed his buttocks, then cracked his mouth and grinned, tied the bloody head around his waist, and turned back.

The others followed, and more than twenty people returned to the camp unscathed.

By the time they returned to the camp, Lao Zhang had already packed all his belongings.

Among them, there are more than 100 war horses, a number of spears, and some crossbows, scimitars, armor and other things.

"Everyone, I want to cross the north foot to the east, to relieve the siege of Longcheng Jingqi, willing to follow me, get on the horse and hold a spear, if you are unwilling, take these military exploits, go to the front line of the sky, and wait for the news of Xiao Lizi. ”

Tang Ming gently held a spear wrapped in white wood and iron, and a familiar feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.

This was the first time he had held a spear since he had abolished his cultivation.

Among the forty-eight people, except for Lao Li and Zhang Chongshan, the rest of the people showed a look of hesitation on their faces.

None of them are raw melons and eggs, and they know what Tang Ming's words mean.

At this moment, if you retreat to the sky, with these military exploits in your hands, you can mix up a small dynasty title, and you will have no worries about food and clothing.

Isn't that why they pin their heads to their belts?

Now these things are in front of their eyes, and they are at their fingertips, but at this time, Tang Ming wants them to play with their lives, and some people will definitely have some resistance in their hearts.

"Cut, a bunch of eggless ......"

"Shut up!"

Lao Zhang was about to taunt a few words, but was suppressed by Tang Ming with a sharp look.

He has lived in Shangyu Village, and he can best understand the thoughts in most people's hearts at the moment, so he will not force it between going and staying.

After all, this is not a military order, but he makes his own decisions.

A quarter of an hour later, thirteen men stood up, among them the young man who had taken off the centurion's wear.

"Get on the horse!!"

Tang Ming looked at the thirty-two people who were left, raised the spear in his hand, and shouted.

Thirty-two people, almost one man and two horses, turned over and hung a knife on his horse.

Tang Ming took the lead and headed towards the east of the foothills, and the smoke and dust brought up by the thirty-four horses covered half of the sky.

All this that happened today is actually exactly the same in Tang Ming's eyes as when Han Daxiong and the sixth brother made a choice in Shangyu Village.

The fate of a person will be unconsciously changed by a seemingly inconsequential act.

The current Han Daxiong is like this, and the same is true of the thirty-four people who galloped behind him without saying a word.

He couldn't guarantee that all these thirty-four people would be brought back intact, but this time, whether they were dead or alive, Donghui would move the entire Xuanyuan Imperial City.

If they were lucky enough to survive, their future would not be something that the thirteen warriors who had retreated to the front line could imagine.

Outside the east of Mangshan, three thousand dragon scale spirit horses were surrounded in a valley, and outside, there were 18,000 flying male troops of Nanmang.