Chapter 20: The two tartars break their backbones again

"Kill~"

The two Tartar soldiers brandished steel knives and bee chrysalis came out, getting closer and closer to the Han army.

The two thousand and two Tartars roared angrily, but the more than 1,000 Han troops remained unmoved as if they were asleep.

Knock knock~~ The war drums suddenly exploded.

Knock knock~~

Mu Yi's eyes moved, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Rush with me~"

Boom~ The dust splashed, and the scarecrow came first, and it had already crossed the wooden one.

Death~ The second Tartar swung his knife angrily, and his powerful arms used up his strength.

"This~" But the scarecrow's knife seemed to be a little faster, and the second tartar only felt that his strength was suddenly half less.

The second tartar knew that he was going to die, but he still showed a smile, and his peak knife still slashed into the shoulder of the Han army. However, when he soon fell, he wondered why there were more and more brothers like him lying near him instead of Han Jun.

After a few hard looks, the second tartar finally fell asleep with regret.

Boom~ The dense battle formation was almost like a man and iron, and the wooden people who rushed over knocked an enemy away.

The desperate two tartars are also very fierce and must hit every knife, but what makes them desperate is how they cut wood and the people just don't fall, and even the blood is pitiful.

"Give me death~"

"Ah, why aren't you dead yet~" The second tartar who was cut into two pieces finally shouted angrily before he quieted down.

"Ahh

"Ah~no~"

After dozens of breaths, the Han army stopped, and the two Tartars also stopped. The two sides looked at each other silently, and if it weren't for the corpses in the same place, they would have thought they were partying.

Don't enter the mountain pass, Mu Yi strictly obeyed Chen Xiong's order, and was only a few meters away from the enemy.

"What should I do~" The trembling second tartar could barely hold the knife in his hand.

Hehe~ General Haizhou smiled bitterly, he finally knew why those thousands of people were so miserable the day before yesterday.

"Damn, they're not human, I'm gone."

"I'd rather be beheaded than rush."

"Don't squeeze~"

The remaining two Tartars, who were less than a thousand, slowly retreated, obviously facing each other, but the distance between them was getting farther and farther.

"Retreat." With a wave of his hand, Mu turned and left, the enemy archers were already advancing, and he didn't want to be a live target.

The Han army quickly turned around, and at the same time took the Han army on the ground away.

It had only been a long time, almost a few words, and the battle was over. Zhang Shoujunlang's face was full of interest, and he was becoming more and more interested in the heroes of the three front armies.

Seeing that the Han army also died in the hundreds, the two Tartars also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, they will die too, they must hold the mountain pass, they are all stable for me." General Haizhou forced a smile, he felt that he had been driven into a desperate situation.

The remaining nearly a thousand people quickly returned to their respective commanders, and one by one they were like prostration, with a clear meaning: they have been seriously injured, and they can only recuperate.

"Yes, there are so many of us, I'm afraid of what they do." One of the commanders was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Hehe~

"Yes, the general has transferred all the heavy armor and archers, and the Han army must not be allowed to capture the mountain pass."

General Haizhou was overjoyed: "Okay, we finally took Hulu Mountain, we will hold our position now and never let the Han army come over." "As for the defeat of the Han army, then forget it!

Looking at the subordinates with decadent faces behind him, the second Tartar general understood that these people had lost their hearts. Just like when they faced the Jurchen Iron Cavalry, they didn't dare to take the initiative to attack. These traitors have been broken by the Jurchens, but they didn't expect to be broken by a group of Han people again many years later.

The two Tartars lined up in a dense array with hundreds of heavy armor, spears facing the Han army outside the mountain, and thousands of archers holding bows and arrows behind them.

"Hehe, the lords and two Tartars are afraid, let's just kill another wave." The emaciated teenager has dark skin and an unusually natural smile on his face.

After Wu Liu finished speaking, Chen Chang, who was dull, also nodded, looking at Chen Xiong eagerly.

The corner of the mouth of the commander of the Han army, who was not tall but had a domineering spirit, moved slightly: "The mountain road is too narrow to compete too much with the two Tartars, you must know that more than 10,000 true Tartars have been resting, and they are the real opponents of the three armies." ”

In order to fight against the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry, he could not let the three front armies suffer too many casualties. Although the traitors are already bears, if they are forced to hurry, the casualties of the Han army will be terrible. If tens of thousands of traitors can fight to the death, their Han army will be almost completely wiped out.

At this time, Mu Er also came over with a thousand people, and seeing that the two Tartars did not move, Chen Xiong also hurriedly asked Mu Yi and them to change their guards and retreat.

"Why are there so many people, and they haven't withdrawn?" General Haizhou broke out in a cold sweat, now he didn't dare to rush anymore, he was even afraid that the Han army would kill him.

The Tartars on the mountain peaks blew the wind for a long time, and they couldn't help but stir.

"These Han Eight Banners are really rubbish."

"It's sheep to the Han people, but the Han army outside the mountains is really difficult to deal with!" After decades of smooth sailing, when has the Tartars encountered such a tough battle. Back then, when dealing with wolf soldiers, white pole soldiers, and Zhejiang soldiers, there was no tragedy in these two days.

Chen Xiong, who was beside Mu Er at this time, looked at the corpse a hundred meters away. As the body has become stronger and adapted, the exit of hell can now absorb dead ghasts from a distance of 100 meters.

After collecting the two Tartar ghasts, Chen Xiong hurried back to replenish Mu Yi's energy. The exit of hell was opened, and the power of the living beings slowly flowed out, and the scarecrow's spirit was shaken, and the broken hands and feet slowly grew like blowing up balloons. The more energy he absorbed over time, Chen Xiong felt that the wooden scarecrow seemed to become more flexible.

The fierce shouting and killing had stopped for a long time, and in the afternoon, the impatient Haoge finally couldn't help but come to the outside of Hulu Mountain and scolded: "Come on, call me that dog slave to come out to see me." ”

"Tsk, master."

The minion flew away, and Hauge looked at the mountain road with a puzzled expression. Groups of Han and Eight Banners, listlessly squatting on the ground. The wild Jurchen warriors on the mountain also squatted and stared at the other side.

General Haizhou looked worried: The prince's order was to defeat the Han army and take Hulu Mountain, and now they can be regarded as taking Hulu Mountain, but it is impossible to defeat the Han army.

"See the prince, the humble post has taken Hulu Mountain."

Seeing that the general of Haizhou half-knelt and saluted, Hauge's anger also dissipated a lot.

"Well, worthy of my appreciation. Where have the Han army retreated now, and how many of them are there?" Hauge didn't dare to despise these Han troops anymore.

This~ The Haizhou general's heart was cold and he could only say: "Lord Wang, after taking Hulu Mountain, the Han army still fought to the death and did not retreat, and we finally held our position." The Han army was not afraid of swords and guns, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and now the army has no fighting spirit and is really powerless to defeat the Han army. They are still squatting outside the mountain, and it is estimated that they still have at least 3,000 more people. ”

"What, they're still out of the mountain, you trash." 10,000 people couldn't even repel the Han army, this was not the final decisive battle of Jinzhou City, and the battle was so difficult.

"Lord Wang, please atone for your sins." The general, covered in armor, knelt on the ground with difficulty.

Hauge had a moment of murderous intent, and then pressed down again. Now is an extraordinary period, and if you can gather one more commander, you will be more sure to obtain the Khan position.

"Okay, let me go and defend the mountain pass, if you can't defend it, you don't need to see this king."

Okay, great~ The Haizhou general was happy, and immediately kowtowed to repay his loyalty.

Hauge personally entered Hulu Mountain with a thousand guards, and the corpse in one place made him feel very unhappy.

"You cleaned up all the corpses for me."

"It's the prince."

Mu Er stood motionless with more than a thousand Han troops, not only their bodies, but their eyes were also quiet.

"Is this the Tramp Army? A bunch of beggars, tomorrow is their death. Seeing the Han army with his own eyes, Hauge was also shocked. This is a bunch of madmen, who seem to be even more terrifying than the madmen of the northern ice fields. But their big killer is coming.

The wild girl is also crazy, but the madness of the Han army is more indifferent, indifferent and cold.