Eighteen palms of the dragon descending~

Boom~ The cavalry who came from the bee chrysalis immediately flew off their horses, and the subsequent smell of burnt meat covered the blood.

"Ah~no~" Dozens of cavalry and war horses have already quieted down, but there are still dozens of warriors shouting. But when the heat spread to the heart, they couldn't scream anymore.

Now the tactics and movements of the grass and wood soldiers are mature, and they will no longer stupidly rush into the war horses. Ordinary people can charge and jump up to more than one meter, but the wooden soldier can step on the horse's head when he charges and jumps, and the straw light soldier can easily step over the knight's head.

The grass and wood soldiers are like flying immortals out of the sky, condescending to kill the high-headed horses.

Boom ~ The sand is flying.

Sparks flew one after another ~bell~

Sneer~Ah~Calling for the law~~ The knife and flesh are combined, and everyone is torn.

Not only did the war horses roll to the ground, but the Han soldiers were also entangled with the Tartar soldiers on the ground.

The flying killing of more than 1,000 grass and wood soldiers left behind a place of human corpses and horse corpses, so that the remaining more than 1,000 cavalry could no longer run, and the invincible charge of the cavalry had to stop.

Kill ~ In the dim night, I couldn't see the battle situation clearly, and the cavalry with a determined heart still hit the obstacles that the horses slowly jumped. Of course, there are a small number of warriors watching the battle quietly in the back, cheering for their comrades.

It was getting darker and darker, and soon the remaining desperate cavalry finally fulfilled their wish.

How did it quiet down in the back~ The Mongolian warriors walked in an S-shape and finally forced the Han army more than 100 meters away. But the situation behind the scenes seems to be not good!

"Hehe, I'm bringing you food." The black ball drew the wooden spear.

Xiu Xiu ~ The Mongolian arrow rain flew up lively, but the silence behind them made them feel very lonely, surrounded by the voices of the Han people, and even the Jurchen savages did not shout.

The Mongol warriors could not stand this silence, and although the speed of the war horses slowed down, the warriors still shouted bravely. "Immortal Heaven, kill ~ rush."

"Rush~"

"Rush~"

Blackball's expression changed, and he threw a wooden spear indiscriminately, and the battle was coming.

Phew~ The war horses of the Mongols betrayed the warriors, and the horse's head changed direction.

"Rush~"

"Woohoo, kill."

Phew~ Mongolian horses move flexibly.

"Haha~ Go home, warriors."

"Haha, kill~"

The Mongol cavalry charged, but neither south nor north.

After seeing the sound of horses' hooves disappear to the west, Chen Xiong realized that he had been tricked.

"Damn Tartar." Chen Xiong scolded angrily, thinking that it was another fight, who knew that after the killing sound soared into the sky, the sound was getting farther and farther away.

It's quiet, it's finally quiet, it's finally quiet in the night.

Hauge waited anxiously, and after finally being quiet for a while, two hundred Jurchen and Tartar horses ran back.

"Lord Wang, the Mongols have all run away, these damn guys let us be surrounded and killed by the Han army."

"Lord Wang, go quickly, the Han army is boundless, I don't know how many thousands."

"Lord Wang~" The Jurchen warriors cried, and the dim Han army was like a devil who swallowed countless warriors in an instant. The most terrifying thing is that it is all their Jurchens and these two Tartar minions who are tearing and screaming.

No~ No, it's impossible~ Haoge's right hand trembled and glared at the Han army in the dark, he was unwilling!

"Hauge, let's go, the Han army is no longer something we can deal with. Let's go! Just the Blue Flag Warriors let's go. When Ah Min finished shouting, he beat his horse and left.

Boom~ The war horses galloped, and more than 10,000 cavalry left unusually quickly.

The Mongol generals, who had already prepared, first led their troops and ran, then the two Tartars also followed, and finally the Jurchen warriors also ran.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang~" The three hundred soldiers with yellow flags in Haoge were anxiously waiting for their master.

Han Military Department~

After treating the seriously injured Han soldiers, Chen Xiong finally fainted from exhaustion.

The restored Shi Yin immediately spoke: "Shi Yin, you look at the lord, the heavy cavalry and the second army of the Han Dynasty will follow me to take a look." ”

"Okay, don't go too far." The brass nodded, and they also wanted to know what was going on around them. There are still more than 3,000 people in the Han army, and most of them are slightly wounded.

Blackball shook his head in disappointment, the night was quiet again, and the ground was full of corpses, and it was not easy to walk. "Quick, light the torch. Treat the wounded and stay on guard. ”

"It's the general."

The general of the militia battalion commander made the black ball extremely satisfied. However, the wails of nearly a thousand wounded soldiers made him unable to laugh. They didn't even touch the hair of the tartars, and they were shot dead and wounded.

It was quiet, and Hauge knew that the Manchurian Iron Cavalry was gone.

"Haha, if the Jurchen is not satisfied with ten thousand, it is invincible, haha, the world is invincible~" Haoge laughed wildly, the 30,000 iron cavalry was defeated by the Han army born with mud legs, and the invincible iron cavalry in the world was defeated again: defeated in his own hands. He knew that he could not go back, and that it was better to be executed by Dorgon than to die in battle.

Hauge, who was quiet, pulled out a sword that had not been on the battlefield for many years, and remembered that when they were young, they killed thousands of armies, and there was no resistance in the world.

"Haha, Jurchen warriors, kill with me."

"Tsk." If you are afraid of death, you will not stay, and the Tartars who are left behind will not have the face to go back alive. They can't accept that the invincible Jurchen warriors are defeated and flee like lost dogs, thinking that they will not dare to disobey when they walked out of the deep mountains and black waters, crisscrossing the east, west, north and south!

"Haha, Han pig, come and die." Hauge was in high spirits, and the soul of the fierce general awakened again.

Call the law ~ feel the master's determination, the famous horse has a spirit with a strong hooves to repay the lord's kindness.

Meet on a narrow road~ The resurrected Han army never knew what it was to be afraid.

"Rush with me~" Shi Yin shouted and beat the horse.

Boom~ The wandering wooden horse galloped up, and more than a thousand Han troops also followed.

The bell ~ fiery red illumination, reflecting the figure of Haoge Yu Shiyin, the two heavy knives stuck to each other.

Phew~ BMW is weak and falls weakly, it is flesh and blood after all, not wood. Big Ma Yan shed guilt, it once defeated the king in the grassland, but it couldn't imagine that it was so useless: its head was knocked off.

Hauge, who fell to the ground, was about to swing his sword, but was trampled back into the earth by the horse's hooves, and then drowned under the feet of the grass and wood soldiers.

The fearless Tartars exchanged meat for meat with the Han soldiers, but their blood flowed too fast and eventually fell. However, they also put 400 grass and wood soldiers, but they didn't know that 200 of the 400 grass and wood soldiers would slowly die tomorrow.

Shi Yin, whose arm was completely broken, got up, and after looking around, he ordered, "Take the brothers and we will go back." ”

"It's the Commander." The four hundred Han troops carried four hundred bodies on their backs, and two hundred bodies had begun to harden and cold.

After seeing Shi Yin's appearance clearly under the torch, the black ball was also panicked. The right hand was broken, and the left hand was also broken.

"Commander Shiyin, have the Tartars run away?"

"Well, they're all gone, you stay, and we'll escort the lord back." Shi Yin said weakly.

Heiqiu nodded firmly: "Don't worry, Commander Shi, even if we die, we will be crucified here." ”

"Good!"

More than 3,000 soldiers of the Han army carried the corpses on their backs and disappeared into the dark night with the lord on their backs.

"Woo~ Lao Tzu can't help it."

"Ah~" The middle-aged man couldn't help wiping his tears, for the sake of the Han people in his headquarters, for the sake of the lord Han army, they are really: unswerving to the death.

Looking at those tired figures, Heiqiu clenched his fists: Brother, we are useless!

The corpses in one place don't know how many people died, but 6,000 foot armor can defeat 30,000 iron horses, this tragedy can be imagined!