Zhao Xu still remembers when he first enlisted in the Tiger Ben Army, when he was so young that he didn't even dare to kill chickens.

It's only been less than a year, and he's grown into a veteran who can take charge on his own.

I remember someone told him that he should not be cowardly on the battlefield, and whoever instigated him to death was the one who died.

Zhao Xu thought so. The two armies fought, and in addition to their absolute strength, they fought in one breath.

This qi is the courage of the bile.

If the courage is insufficient, the momentum will be completely suppressed, and there will be no power to fight back at all.

If you take a step back, the enemy will take a step forward.

The losses are immeasurable.

Therefore, even if he was covered in blood, even if he was injured, as long as the main general did not give the order to withdraw his troops, Zhao Xu would not take a step back.

"Kill!"

Zhao Xu roared angrily and slashed at the neck of a Qing soldier with a knife.

From the other party's eyes, he has already seen the fear and fear, and the offensive benefit is the greatest at this time.

Zhao Xu's knife was full of strength, and the Qing soldiers wanted to raise their knives to block it, but how could they block it.

In an instant, the horizontal knife in his hand was knocked away, and Zhao Xu's waist knife wiped his neck.

It's just because of this block that the one who could have been able to directly cut off the head has now only opened a big hole.

The Qing soldier stared at Zhao Xu in disbelief, desperately blocking the wound with both hands, trying to stop the bleeding.

It's just that it's naturally in vain. Blood trickled from the wound, and from time to time a bubble or two bubbled.

Soon the Qing soldier fell to the ground with a limp, twitching and fluttering like a river fish without water.

Zhao Xu glanced at it in disgust, and stepped forward to make up for it.

The Qing soldier immediately weakened and stopped moving.

After one battle after another, Zhao Xu's combat experience is now very rich.

He knows where a person's weakest position is, and he knows how to kill an enemy quickly.

Steady and ruthless, without dragging the mud and water.

"Brother Xuzi be careful!"

At this moment, Zhao Xu heard Li Shishi's shout, he hurriedly dodged sideways, only to see a Qing soldier swinging a knife from behind him.

Fortunately, he dodged in time, otherwise the knife would have been cut down, and even if he didn't die, he would have been seriously injured.

The Qing soldier swooped over, but was lightly dodged by Zhao Xu, and his body lost its center of gravity and leaned forward.

Zhao Xu stepped forward and stabbed through the Qing soldier's vest with a knife.

Green battalion soldiers like this are only required to wear cotton armor, and the protective ability of cotton armor is close to none. Zhao Xu's knife went down, and the cotton armor did not play any protective role at all.

"Uh..."

The Qing soldier knew that he was going to die, and he wanted to struggle to turn around.

Zhao Xu stepped on his back fiercely.

"Remember that it was Grandpa and I killed you, don't recognize the wrong person when you go to Lord Yama! Reincarnate as a person in the next life, stop being a lackey of the Tartars! ”

Zhao Xu killed one person in ten steps, and at the beginning, there were Qing soldiers who took the initiative to step forward, and it didn't take long for the Qing soldiers who saw him to take the initiative to run away.

At this moment, Zhao Xu's image is really terrifying, not to mention being covered in blood, even his hat and helmet have fallen off, and his hair is scattered.

The appearance of the cloak is really like an evil spirit.

How could a person have beaten a "ghost"? Therefore, when those Qing soldiers saw Zhao Xu, they ran away one after another.

The harvest on Li Shishi's side is not small.

His stature is not as tall as Zhao Xu, so the tactics he chooses are also relatively different.

He specializes in the lower three lanes of the Tartar, first breaking the center of gravity of the Tartar and then making up the sword.

This tactic is very effective.

Ordinary people only pay attention to the vital points around them, such as the heart and neck.

And very few people pay attention to the legs.

Li Shishi's legs were slashed indiscriminately, and the Qing soldiers were at a loss.

Some of those who were unlucky were even cut off by Li Shi by mistake and became eunuchs.

Li Shishi killed so much that he forgot to count.

When I remembered it, I was full of regret.

At this moment, there are nearly 10,000 Ming troops in the city, and the situation has basically been controlled.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Qing army took the initiative to retreat to the inner city.

Zhao Xu and Li Shishi wanted to pursue, but President Qian ordered them to stay put.

The immediate task now is to control the gaps that have been blown out of the various gates.

As long as the gate is held, none of the Qing troops in the city can escape.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to catch a turtle in an urn?

Zhao Xu and Li Shishi were bored for a while, compared to the number of enemies killed.

Zhao Xu calculated that he had killed a total of twenty-three people, and Li Shishi's eyes rolled and said that he had killed twenty-four.

Zhao Xu glanced at him angrily and said, "Your skin is thicker than the city wall." Are you embarrassed to say that you killed twenty-four Tartars? ”

Li Shishi straightened his chest and said, "What's embarrassing." I killed twenty-four Tartars. ”

"Forget it, I won't fight with you. I knew you were so reckless, so I wouldn't compare with you. ”

When the two of them killed the enemy, they didn't have time to stop and harvest the head, which caused this mess.

"Haha, isn't it okay to have a good time? Winning or losing is so important. Brother Xuzi, it's been a long time since we've killed Tartars so refreshingly. ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Xu nodded and said, "The Tartars are too hard to beat, it's not fun at all." This batch of tartars is a little more resistant. ”

"I said, the tartars are blown out. What other eight flags are less than 10,000, and 10,000 are invincible. If they are really that powerful, why do they rely on the green battalion soldiers to fight the world? Eight Flags watching the play on the sidelines? ”

Li Shishi is now becoming more and more confident: "When Your Majesty decided to go east, wasn't there still a decline in the army, so what is happening now, all keep your mouths shut." ”

"It seems that His Majesty is here!"

Zhao Xu's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the golden dragon banner with a blood-red background, he knew that the Son of Heaven was coming.

"The city has not yet settled down, why did Your Majesty enter the city?"

Li Shishi sweated. This knife and gun are not long-sighted, what if the Tartar puts a cold arrow in the dark and hurts His Majesty?

"What are you afraid of, now the city is full of our people, and the army has defended all the important places, and you are still afraid that the Tartars will not be able to turn the sky upside down?"

Zhao Xu paused and said, "Your Majesty, you want to be with us." ”

I have to say that Zhao Xu admires today's son very much.

People used to say that the emperor was cowardly, but in his opinion, the Son of Heaven must be with the soldiers whenever he goes on a personal expedition.

Although it is not as exaggerated as a leader, it will never hide in the rear of a stable place.

It's hard to find such a good emperor with a lantern, and I really don't know how those rumors got around.

It's terrifying.

In fact, the Son of Heaven is not in the army, and the combat effectiveness of the Ming army is definitely two levels.

Don't look at the role of just boosting morale, which can increase the combat power of the Ming army by at least 30%.

After all, the soldiers fought for the Son of Heaven, and although they were injured after the war, they were able to get the encouragement and comfort of the Son of Heaven, but their hearts were warm. In the future battles, they will be able to fight more vigorously for the court and the Son of Heaven.

People's hearts are made of flesh, can't they feel who is good to them?

"Your Majesty is really a holy monarch."

Li Shishi also sighed: "I only hope that Your Majesty can conquer the capital as soon as possible and reign over the world." We can follow suit! ”

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