"Okay, on the south bank, we have almost killed another 10,000 enemies, and it is basically the number of enemies destroyed by our Shizhu Army, which is enough, and the division is triumphant."

All the soldiers had solemn expressions, they knew that Qin Liangyu's words before were all foreshadowing, whether they were true or not, they were all to let everyone put down their burdens and travel lightly, and then it was the focus of what the female military god wanted to say.

"The Shizhu Army listened to the order, and the whole army moved its position and killed it with me!

I and 500 elite cavalry were in front of the enemy to kill the enemy and open the way, Qin Minping, Qin Yiming, and Ma Xianglin were responsible for breaking the rear, and the main task of the rest of the soldiers was to snatch the horses. We can't come in vain in the battle of the Hunhe River of the straight mother thief, we have to go home with the loot, do you understand? ”

"Understood!" The soldiers shouted.

What did the female god of war just say, she is mainly responsible for snatching horses? That's right, wouldn't it be easy to snatch a horse and run away?

No, let's not run away, right? 3,000 elite soldiers, killed more than 10,000 enemies, but suffered more than 1,000 casualties, who can say that the Shizhu Army lost the battle?

It should be like Qin Liangyu said, should not be discouraged, and should be full of confidence.

"Okay, the Stone Pillar Army listens to the order and sets off with me! The drums of war are beating, Bangzi remembers, his voice lights up, we are not breaking through, remember, this is a murderous carnival, kill! ”

The sound of whimpering horns was silent, it was the mournful cry of the sky, and the whole army of the Stone Pillar Army launched a charge, beating their peculiar bangzi, and following their heroes.

What kind of language can describe this intense scene? What kind of stories can tell our heroes?

More than 2,000 soldiers are mottled with light and shadow.

Who gilded their shadows?

It is the afterglow of the sunset, and it is the gate of heaven opened by her sword.

And she went here to fight the sword and dust.

The north is snowy, and the spring in the south of the Yangtze River is there?

Vaguely under the newly planted peach willow, looking at him with crooked eyebrows and eyes, Mo on the old crown belt.

At this moment, Qin Liangyu is not fighting alone, she is burdened with a heavy burden, carrying her family and country, and carrying the last words of Ma Qiancheng who will not regret her death despite her lack of path.

The vague old crown belt is the shadow of Ma Qiancheng, they are husband and wife, and he is with her.

"Is it tolerable or unbearable, this Qin Suzhen, is she the guts to borrow from the sky?"

Seeing that after Qin Liangyu rescued the Shizhu Army, he was about to fight out of the encirclement again, and whether it was coming or going, the Eight Banners could not stop it, and the old Han King had to be arrogant and angry.

"The two yellow flags obey the order, block it for me, if you can't block it, you will catch up, even if you chase it to the ends of the earth, you have to bring Qin Suzhen back to me, life and death!"

Life and death? But Qin Liangyu had already collected the double swords and lifted the spear on the saddle bridge, which was a signal that Danfan had begun to chase and kill others.

The red tassels on the spear were stained with the blood of countless hugs, rogues, and traitors, and they were bright red on the outside. The Eight Banners Army not only did not dare to step forward, but even had no way to avoid it.

With this gun, she can penetrate the three clear into Ziwei, even if the anger of King Han burns to the Nantianmen, she can't help the Qin family Suzhen who killed the Quartet.

However, the two yellow banners still did not dare to disobey the military orders of King Han, so they followed the Shizhu army and aimed the signs at the young generals who were broken.

Among these generals, Qin Minping, Qin Yiming and Ma Xianglin naturally bore the brunt. The three alternated cover, constantly confronting the pursuers of the two yellow flags.

But the two yellow flags still seem to have miscalculated, that Ma Xianglin is worthy of being Zhao Zilong in the Ming army, and in this battle, like his mother, he also killed countless enemies.

Five shots, half kills, four will injure one person, who can compete?

The Jin army could not bargain for any bargains in close combat, but suffered a lot of casualties, and several of the pursuers, known as the fierce generals of Morgen, pulled out their strong bows. The word Morgan, both in Mongolian and Jurchen languages, means archer.

There are very few people in the army who can be called Morgan, and even the Zhenghuang Banner that chases at the front is only three people.

"The first few people fought with them for a while, and the three of us left the string together, and we were sure to shoot the young general with the white horse and silver spear, and the rest is easy to say."

Obviously, Ma Xianglin is too dazzling as a target, and among the generals of the Ming army after the break, he kills the most enemies with a white horse and a silver spear, and he attacks the most ruthlessly.

"Good!"

The three Murgen reached a consensus and 'squeaked' in unison. Several golden generals stepped forward to fight, and the three saw the opportunity to stretch the strings together.

Whoosh, three sharp arrows emitted three cold rays, heading straight for Ma Xianglin. Ma Xianglin's ears moved slightly, and he realized that someone was calculating, but he still swept with a big gun, and knocked down the last entangled Jin Jiang from the fallen horse, so he began to dodge.

He was extremely fast, dodging two deadly arrows in succession, but unexpectedly, there was an arrow hidden behind the third arrow that he had just dodged.

Ma Xianglin Xu is too tired, otherwise he will be confident that this poisonous arrow will not be helpless.

The Ming army let out a low muffled snort behind the formation, and Ma Xianglin covered one of his eyes, with a feather arrow on it, and there were blood and tears under his eyes.

The three Morgan cheered in unison: "Hit!" ”

But he didn't realize that Ma Xianglin had already pulled out the arrow in his eye socket with all his might, and with this arrow, the pony stretched his bow behind his back, and shot the arrow back to the enemy, and then returned three arrows in a row.

"Ahh A Mergen was shot with an arrow in the throat, holding the shaft of the arrow and dying in terror in his eyes.

The other two Morgen were stunned, that is, they heard the terrifying sound of strings, the sound in the wind proved the horror of the flying arrows, and the two of them wanted to dodge, but Ma Xianglin's five-stone strong bow was faster and more accurate than their arrows, and it was naturally faster than their people.

"Ahh "Ahh

Two more sounds, the one-eyed general who injured one eye, and returned an eye under a serious injury, these three arrows surpassed his five shots and half kills and four generals injured one person just now, and the world style of these three arrows shocked 100,000 golden soldiers!

The three Morgen died one after another, Ma Xianglin was behind the battle, with a strong bow in his hand, the fierce light of one eye exploded, and the other eye was bleeding, looking very terrifying.

The Jin army stopped one after another, and the prestige of the one-eyed general Xiao Ma Chao began to be invincible in the north and south of the river after this war, and the sound shook inside and outside Yuguan.

I thought that I would not chase it, but after Qin Liangyu in front of her had broken through all the encirclements, she heard the news that her Lin'er had been shot by an arrow and was shot blind in one eye.

Originally, because of the layout of the stupid pig squad of Yuan Yingtai, the captain of the transportation brigade, she was extremely embarrassed in this battle, so the female military god turned her horse to the back of the battle and prepared to launch the most murderous revenge on Nurhachi and his two yellow flags.

"Sister!"

"Auntie!"

"Mother!"

"Well, Lin'er, how are you?"

"The child is fine, don't think about the safety of the child!"

Qin Liangyu smiled and nodded, but it was an inexplicable heartache, how could she know that after more than 20 years, Ma Xianglin's last words to her were exactly these words: The child swears to live and die with Xiangyang, and adults should not think about the safety of the child.