870 Senho-sama, be careful

The soldiers on the battlefield were all shocked by Shi Changge's order, and their feet were like being filled with lead, and they didn't dare to take a step back even if they were trembling.

In the eyes of the soldiers, this handsome, uninhibited little general, although he doesn't like to laugh, but he loves the soldiers very much, and they have never found that their little general has such a ruthless and decisive side.

With her sword in hand, Shi Changge can even pull the bowstring and snipe the most ferocious enemies with her extremely accurate archery.

Geng Zhongming didn't care about the casualties and everything, just to kill her, to kill the dead pervert with black flower bones pinned to his ears.

Seeing that the top soldiers in his army continued to die under her arrows, Geng Zhongming blew his beard, pursed his mouth, gritted his teeth and creaked, and slowly pulled out his iron-tired bow from the bow bag.

"Lord Qianhe, be careful of that enemy chief in the distance!"

Xiao Wu has been guarding Shi Changge's side, giving full play to the role of a lookout, seeing Geng Zhongming take out his bow, staring at Shi Changge viciously, and hurriedly pointed out the direction for her.

As soon as Xiao Wu's words fell, Shi Changge already had four carved arrows in his hand, Geng Zhongming's iron-tired bow had not yet been fully drawn, and Shi Changge had already shot four arrows at him one after another.

"I'll go, what the hell?"

Geng Zhongming suddenly felt bad, four arrows in a row? The eyeballs are falling off.

In a trance, he immediately loosened his bowstring, and the arrow shot a few paces in front of the horse like a child's pee, so panicked that he threw away his bow, and fled for his life with a flick of the saddle, and the gap between him and the handsome and dashing one rolled over.

Rao is like this, the leg away from the saddle is still half a beat slower, Geng Zhongming only thinks about how to dodge, and he is still undecided when he is hit by an arrow in the thigh.

It was only when he was about to kick on the horse again that he suddenly found that he couldn't find his legs, and the whole leg was not felt at all.

In front of the two armies, the corpses of the Qing soldiers and war horses were twisted and piled up with the corpses of the Ming army in front of the battle, forming a barrier, which turned out to be a speed bump for the subsequent cavalry of the Qing army.

The piled up corpses are soft, and the war horses will stumble and fall down when they step on them, which is even more chaotic before the battle, and the Ming army finally got a temporary respite under Shi Changge's strict order not to retreat, and then the follow-up infantry of the Qing army has also arrived in a hula, and then it was a hard battle.

Luckedhun soon led the follow-up main force to arrive, but Luckedhun was embarrassed to greet Geng Zhongming and his son, feeling that these two goods were too embarrassing.

Geng Jimao was very big-hearted, and when he saw that Luck Dehun was still baring his teeth and smiling brightly, he took the initiative to make a guarantee: "Don't worry, the prince of the county, we promise to take this little bit of the Ming army." ”

Lucker's face is dark, where do you want me to go, I can go with confidence, go to the southwest road to hide nails?

The prince of the county shook his head fiercely, simply ignored him, flicked the reins and commanded the army to avoid the Ming army on the official road, and went around to the wilderness to the east of the road to pounce on the Ming army of the high staff general several miles away.

Geng Jimao finally felt frustrated, he matured, he didn't feel uncomfortable after defeating, Ke Luck ...... "Nima, play with you!" ”

This kid secretly put a middle finger on the back of the person.

Originally, Geng Jimao was a cheap and unobstructed character, but he was despised by Luck, and he was still chattering behind people's backs.

was fascinated by his eyes, hugged his head and cried for a while, and it was almost good at this time, and Le Tiandi thought that even Luck Dehun was scolded by his mighty and domineering and ran away.

Looking at Shi Changge again, he still had a cold face, bending his bow and arrows, Geng Jimao didn't dare to move forward, but he refused to admit defeat, so he pointed at Shi Changge behind the Ming army from a long distance:

"Come on! Hurt each other, you unknown rat generation, if the master can't kill you today, I'll call you my father. ”

So after a stick of incense, Geng Jimao has one more father in his hard life, Tianlang has already led three thousand brocade guard cavalry, and a gust of black wind arrived, how can Geng Jimao remember his poisonous oath?

Luckedhun had already run away at this time, and Geng Jimao and the two of them began to suffer from the enemy on their backs at this time, and they were splinted with anger.

The cavalry under Tianlang's command were all iron cavalry that accompanied the king and experienced the Qing army's three southern expeditions.

As long as it was the direction that his mace was pointing, including the five-flowered horse under Tianlang's own crotch, and the three thousand iron horses of Jinyiwei, they would all run out of the feeling of flying.

Geng Zhongming's father and son were gritting their steel teeth and wanted to crush Shi Changge's military formation, when they heard the sound behind them, they thought that the city wall had collapsed.

When I saw it, I was really afraid of something, and other people's reinforcements arrived.

If Geng Jimao's brain is still spinning fast, things must not be good, so he hooked Geng Zhongming's shoulder and said: "Father, I'm afraid this newly recognized father won't be able to get closer to a familiar face, so let's let the brothers stand up for a while, let's run quietly." ”

Geng Zhongming definitely didn't give up, he was scolded like a grandson, and he was abused by a dog, and he didn't find his thighs yet, so he suffered a big loss today.

Geng Zhongming's war horse spread out and ran towards the field of hope, Geng Jimao couldn't stay for long, just as he was patting the horse, Tianlang's three thousand iron horsemen were approaching.

It was a cold face, seeing such a face, Shi Changge, who was holding two sharp blades and a strong bow to fight the enemy, the original lonely look turned into a knowing smile, like encountering a handful of water in the endless dry desert, so that the phantom in the world could be an extremely real existence.

It was a bow full of strings, and when the arrows came like a cloud, the Qing soldiers didn't know whose greed they came here until the moment when the arrows pierced their bodies.

Five thousand Liaodong Han army suffered from two sides of the attack, after two rounds of volleys, the cavalry charge of Tianlang cut down the Qing army like cutting leeks, the mace in his hand flew up and down, his eyes were glowing with cold light, Jinyi Wei used him as an arrow, and the Qing army's infantry stabbed and tore a broken crack with a stab.

This is the epitome of hell, and the moment these glorious Liaodong Han troops trampled on the bottom line of the soldiers and stepped on this land, the seeds of revenge were planted.

The feeling of powerlessness surged into the hearts of every Qing army, making Geng Jimao tremble without warning, and reason prompted him to hug his head with a cat's waist, 'Master is not playing!' ’

He leaned on the horse's back and smoothed the horse's hair, "Brother, it's up to you whether you can go home or not!" ”

"Hmph, want to run?"

Shi Changge's sneering face was covered by a hand pulling the bowstring.

(End of chapter)