Xu Xian Linggang wanted to praise Han Yan'er's bravery, and a soldier with a panicked look ran from a distance, shouting that a large number of Yuan soldiers had surrounded him.

The smile on Han Yan'er's face suddenly disappeared, and she sighed solemnly: "Mr. Xu, I'm afraid today is the death date of you and me." ”

Xu Xianling became much more relaxed, and replied with a smile: "There are so many brothers on the Huangquan Road as companions, but I am not too afraid. ”

After Xu Xianling finished speaking, he walked to Han Yan'er's side, took his big axe in his hand, and stretched out his other hand to him and dragged him up.

Han Yan'er got up and thanked him, then took the big axe and glanced at his empty sleeve, and said regretfully: "It's a pity, I lost an arm, and I can't hold the reins and get on the horse to kill the enemy." ”

Immediately he whistled, and a yellow-maned horse grazing not far away ran obediently.

Han Yan'er held the big axe in his right hand, so he couldn't caress the mane of his mount as usual, so he could only rub his face against the horse.

"Old fellow, I'm afraid today is our time of death."

The yellow-maned horse could not understand human speech, but he had a close relationship with his master, and after feeling the low mood of his master, he raised his head and neighed, indicating that he was not a bad breed afraid of death in the herd.

"Well done!"

Han Yan'er seemed to understand the mount's response, raised her voice and praised it, and then turned her head and asked, "Mr. Xu, can you ride a horse?" ”

Xu Xianling nodded.

"Get on your horse, you will command this battle for me."

Xu Xianling smiled bitterly a few times and nodded in agreement.

As the two of them spoke, the rest of the people in the prefecture also gathered together one after another.

"Han Qianhu, Mr. Xu, the Yuan soldiers have surrounded Shangcai Tuantuan, I glanced at it roughly, I was afraid that there were thousands of people, looking dense, it was very terrifying." The voice of the Red Turban soldier who reported the news trembled slightly.

"Scared?" Han Yan'er asked with a smile.

The soldier replied earnestly and honestly: "I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of pain, I just hope that the ring knives of these thieves will be sharpened, but I won't be stabbed a few more times." ”

His answer caused everyone to laugh and lighten the mood.

"Don't worry, hurry! Look at this arm of ours, isn't it clean and gone with a knife? ”

Han Yan'er responded with a smile, and then launched the last battle mobilization for the remaining men and horses.

"This battle is different from before, Shangcai has been surrounded by regiments, and the reinforcements will definitely not be able to wait, even if I, Han Yan'er, have the intention to let everyone flee for their lives, they can't do it."

As soon as Han Yan'er started, she broke everyone's idea of waiting for rescue, and the atmosphere of the crowd became depressed again.

Without waiting for anyone to respond, he went on to cut off everyone's last retreat: "Last time, I cut off the head of the deputy general of the Yuan Thief Pioneer for the night, so this gang of Yuan Thieves must hate us very much in their hearts, even if everyone kneels on the ground and begs for mercy in this battle, I am afraid that they will not leave us alive." ”

After saying this, it was tantamount to announcing the death of everyone, and everyone standing fell into a real contemplation, began to think about the best thing they had ever experienced, and tried to find a long-cherished wish that could be fulfilled on this battlefield.

"It's ironclad to lose your head, but rest assured, we won't die in vain. Li Qianhu promised me before leaving, everyone stayed in Shangcai to delay the army of thieves, and made great contributions, and Marshal Liu will definitely redouble his kindness to our family. ”

There is no way out, but the future is over, and the determination to fight to the death is the battle intention and combat meaning that Han Yan'er intends to convey to everyone.

After giving the group a brief and silent respite, he used his ability to lead the charge.

"To overthrow the Yuan Court, there is only a fight to the death! Brothers, you don't lose money by killing one, you earn by killing two! In the next life, let's talk about wine again! ”

Han Yan'er lifted the big axe with one arm and shouted hoarsely, and took the lead in rushing towards the outside of the county, rushing towards the countless elite soldiers.

More than 200 people gathered together, did not form a battle formation, and did not even wait for Xu Xianling, who had just mounted on his horse, to issue any battle orders, and then condensed into a surging tide and rushed outward.

They were greeted by the Yuan soldiers, who were waiting for each other, and both sides coincidentally came to the site of the last battle for a decisive battle.

The armor-clad and helmet-wearing soldiers were still waiting for orders from their superiors, and the Red Turban Army launched the first round of charge.

There were almost no horses to ride, and more than ninety percent of them were foot soldiers, but the speed of their charge and the momentum they emitted made the generals of the Yuan soldiers dare not underestimate them.

"This group of people is dying?"

One of the generals beside Gong Buban couldn't help but ask such a question.

The two men who rushed to the forefront of the Red Turban Army quickly gave the answer.

Xu Xianling, who was riding a horse, held the reins with his left hand, and gathered a long sword he had picked up high above his head with his right hand, leading the troops to attack in front of him.

Not to be outdone, Han Yan'er ran his two legs, chasing the hind hooves of his beloved horse, and the huge axe did not become a drag on him at all.

Then there is the young man who is afraid of pain, and then there is the middle-aged man who lost his father in the last war......

The stormtroopers of the Red Turban Army gradually formed an irregular long line due to the different strength of their feet, and they wielded all kinds of weapons that the Yuan soldiers had never seen before.

"Damn, it's really dead!"

Seeing this, the general beside Gong Buban scolded his mother, and immediately stepped forward after getting Gong Buban's signal, leading his subordinates to meet the enemy.

This thousand-strong force was part of the Tanma Red Army, and it was nominally a well-trained elite force, and every time a prince or minister received a holy decree to inspect the army, they were the first to be pulled up for review.

Therefore, regardless of the combat strength, the sophistication of the armor and weapons used by this team was second to none among all the armies of the Yuan court.

It's an unfair contest in every sense of the word.

But the Red Turban Army's infantry charged too fast, they did not scold, they did not have any prior preparations, they charged with an indomitable determination to the death.

They carry the most rudimentary weapons, but they are the bravest warriors at the moment.

The first round of the confrontation was unfolded on the basis of the lack of psychological preparation on both sides, but what happened on the front line made Gong Buban, who was watching the game, frown.

All the soldiers, including Gong Buban, thought that the leader in the Red Turban Army was a brave general, so the brave general personally greeted him.

Unexpectedly, before the duel, a terrifying scene occurred on its side.

A disheveled one-armed reckless man raised a big axe and split the first Yuan soldier who dared to meet the enemy in half!