Gan Hui's blow was like a lion fighting a rabbit, using all his strength.

He pierced Ertu's lower abdomen like a pig.

"Die!"

Gan Hui pulled out his spear and kicked Ertu into the air with a fierce kick.

The tartar was so badly wounded that it was impossible to live again.

What Gan Hui has to do now is to have a hard bone like Ertu and gnaw it down.

There is no way, the only way to boost morale is through this way.

It's just that in this way, the consumption of Gan Hui's personal physical energy is huge.

"General Gan be careful!"

Wang Er Mazi saw a Tartar stretching his bow and aiming at Gan Hui, and hurriedly shouted a warning.

The most terrible thing in this kind of chaotic battle is the cold arrow, because it is really impossible to prevent it, and the slightest mistake will be shot.

Gan Hui instinctively flashed back. The arrow then shot out, grazing his body and flying past.

Hiss! It's dangerous!

He hugged Wang Er Mazi with gratitude, and the shout just now saved his life.

Gan Hui calmed down a little, and then continued to fight.

He had just killed Ertu to boost morale and stabilize the situation, but he was still far from winning this tough battle.

Gan Hui is not a blind optimist.

The battle had to be fought slowly, and the Tartars had to be killed one by one.

Only by killing all these Eight Banner soldiers can we say that we are in control of the situation.

"Enter!"

Gan Hui almost roared and gave orders.

Killing as many Tartars as possible with momentum can greatly increase the confidence of the soldiers.

Once the soldiers found out that the real captives were nothing more than that, they would no longer be afraid of the Eight Banners.

What eight flags are less than 10,000, full of 10,000 invincible. It's all bullshit!

Gan Hui doesn't know which person with ulterior motives made it up. The point is that there are still people who believe it, and they believe it. It's scary.

Once the fake things are spread too much, people will believe them to be true.

If you want people to see the truth, you have to experience it yourself.

No amount of preaching makes any sense.

"Kill the captives and repay the country!"

For Gan Hui, the significance of this battle is still very significant.

After all, they are also distracting the Tartars, so that the Tartars cannot gather their forces to go south to deal with His Majesty and His Highness.

And these real captives killed one less than one, this wave of reinforcements Denglai is really not a loss.

Even if Denglai couldn't hold it in the end, they completed the task.

"Kill the Tartars! No one is allowed to admit it! ”

Gan Hui is very confident in the soldiers under his command, these are all good men in the Zheng family's army, both physical strength and psychological strength are first-class.

As long as they can withstand it, Gan Hui has full confidence.

"General Gan, you can join forces with General Li and them!"

Li Shishi led the Tiger Ben Army to lure the Qing army to take the bait, and at this moment he had already gone around and killed back.

Yu Qi, who had been watching the fire, found this and shouted loudly.

Because he knew that Gan Hui and the others had already killed the red eye, this news could quickly boost morale.

After all, the combat effectiveness of the Tiger Ben Army is also very high, and if you fight out of the encirclement from behind, the Tartars will definitely suffer heavy losses.

"Good!"

Gan Hui spit out a word in response, but the spear in his hand did not stop, still harvesting life.

I have to say that the Eight Banners soldiers are indeed very good, and Gan Hui is tired enough after killing him.

Fortunately, Li Shishi has been killed, and Gan Hui doesn't have to carry everything alone.

If it really goes on like this, he will be unable to support himself sooner or later.

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Li Shishi took the lead in rushing into the enemy formation with a long knife in his hand.

In fact, it is said that it is an enemy formation, and there are not only Qing soldiers in the formation, but also soldiers of the Ming army.

The formations of the two sides have long been mixed together, and they do not distinguish each other.

Li Shishi is a very strong person, and of course he doesn't want Gan Hui to be in the limelight alone. Wouldn't that mean that Zheng Chenggong's army was stronger than the Son of Heaven's army?

He absolutely could not accept this!

"Sons, kill the captives with me!"

The Tiger Army is equipped with a small number of Mo Knife Hands.

Although the number is small, it is a big killer.

When the battle situation is anxious and difficult to distinguish, these Mo knife hands can generally have a decisive effect.

"Enter!"

Li Shishi shouted the password and commanded loudly.

"Lift!"

"Fall!"

Although it was only three words, a set of movements of the Mo Dao Hand had been completed.

Between the lightning and flint, some Qing soldiers were cut off by the waist, and some were even split into two sections.

The power of the Mo knife scared the Qing soldiers stupidly.

They really didn't think that there were terrifying weapons in this world.

"The thief is too terrifying!"

A green battalion soldier in his early twenties sighed.

Seeing Mo Dao's hand leaning in his direction, he was so frightened that he ran away.

He doesn't want to stay here and be cut like a pig or a dog.

"Don't quit! No refunds! ”

The generals of the Qing army were so anxious that they jumped to their feet when they saw such a scene.

If this rhythm continues, the formation will all be scattered.

"The military justice team stepped forward, and anyone who escaped from the battle will be immediately beheaded in accordance with military law!"

Don't be ruthless, you can't stop these.

If he doesn't be ruthless with these soldiers, he will be the one who is unlucky.

He didn't want to be beheaded by General Jishiha as a substitute for the dead!

"Ahh

A Qing soldier had just run out not far before his neck was cut off by a law enforcement officer who was chasing from behind.

The head rolled off and blood gushed out.

The headless corpse took two more steps forward before falling to the ground.

The fleeing Qing soldiers looked at each other.

They gritted their teeth and turned around and rushed towards the Ming army.

"The brethren fought with them! Anyway, it's better to die than to pull on two cushions! ”

"Yes, kill one to earn one, kill two to earn a pair!"

"Fight with Minggou, let them do the funeral!"

Li Shishi laughed out loud when he saw this.

A bunch of self-defeating dog thieves.

"Go again!"

"Up!"

"Fall!"

It's still a simple password, but it's undoubtedly a talisman for Qing soldiers.

The Qing soldiers are basically holding standard horizontal knives in their hands, how to compare with Mo knives!

Whether it is length or weight, the Mo knife completely crushes the horizontal knife!

The arm of a Qing soldier holding a knife was cut off, and then he fell directly to the ground in an instant.

It hurts, it hurts!

The pain of the heart made him roll on the ground.

He wished he could give him a good time, but no one paid any attention to him, except that he didn't know who stepped on him, he seemed to be forgotten by the world.

Blood continued to flow from his broken arm, and his face turned pale from excessive blood loss.

"Help... Help me..."

His lips opened and closed, but the sound he made was so small that he couldn't hear it clearly unless he listened carefully.

"Poof!"

At that moment, an arrow shot from nowhere pierced his neck.

The sharp pain made him click, and it didn't take long for him to breathe.

"Enter!"

"Up!"

"Fall!"

The Tiger Ben Army continued to advance, and everywhere it went, there was not a single grass!

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