At this time, the Tartars were only four or five kilometers away from the Han army, and if the plain cavalry charged with a charge, they could kill it.

"Mu Yimu two Mu San, you go down the mountain quickly and don't let go of a Tartar."

"It's the lord."

Neat pace: Pedal ~ a kilometer-long team, the pace is still neat and powerful.

There was little flat land on the mountain, and the Tartars were stationed on the dirt slopes in three places.

"Report ~ Commander, the Han army has gone down the mountain."

Commander Jiala was rejoiced: "Okay, how many people are there. ”

"There are more than 1,000 people in command of the Han army."

"What, it's not that there are only seven or eight hundred people in total of these Han pigs, how can there be so many people after two battles!" Commander Jiala's face is complicated, should he hate the intelligence officer or should he learn about the strength of the Han army from scratch!

Out of the narrow mountain road, the Han army divided into three and walked towards the three Tartars.

"Hehe, they still dare to divide their troops." The traitor commander sneered, and no one paid attention to them except the Tartars.

"Haha, these are the Han army, and the beggars are better dressed than them."

Looking at the sparsely numbered straw army, the commander of Jiala was already in control. "Blow the trumpet and kill them all for me."

Woo woo~~ The low sound of the ancient horn descended on the land of the Han people again. For 2,000 years, the horn sounded, representing the tragedy of the Han people.

Seeing the archers of the Tartars lined up, the three commanders of the wooden people immediately ordered: "Full speed forward, kill." ”

Rumble~

More than a thousand scarecrows shot out like cheetahs.

"So fast."

"Hurry up and release the arrow~"

Woo Woo ~ ~

More than a thousand iron feather arrows pierced the space and stabbed down fiercely.

Mu waved his hand and swept it away, and two arrows flew to the ground, and two iron arrows pierced his head fiercely.

Knock knock~ A dull voice sounded, and the iron arrow on the wooden head only broke the scalp and fell weakly.

Most of the more than 1,000 arrows hit the scarecrow who couldn't block, but instead of falling, the scarecrow increased its speed by another point.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it invulnerable, it's impossible." The traitors are in turmoil, and as traitors they are even more afraid of this incomprehensible mysterious power.

The heart of the army was shaken~ As soon as the face of the commander of Jiala changed, he immediately shouted angrily: "The Jurchen is not satisfied with 10,000, and if it is full of 10,000, it is invincible, and the warriors will kill with me." ”

"Kill~" Six hundred Tartars crossed the traitor army and rushed towards the straw army.

As soon as several traitor commanders saw that the commander was charging in person, they immediately ordered: "Kill, kill all these bright dogs for me." ”

"Kill~" The traitor soldiers, with a cold heart, also followed the Tartar charge, they didn't desperately let the Tartar win or lose.

The Tartars were condescending, and the Han army was fast. More than 400 people collided violently. The tartars never got up after they fell, and most of the people got up and fought after the scarecrows fell. The wounded Tartar was covered in blood and wailed, and the wounded scarecrow was still silently slashing.

In two or three seconds, the Tartars suffered nearly two hundred casualties.

"Kill~"

"Kill~" When the traitor Tartar collided with the scarecrow, all the six hundred Tartars had fallen to the ground, and most of them were even killed by the scarecrow.

"No, it can't be!" The invincible Jurchen warriors in the world actually fell in a few rounds.

"Let's go!" The three traitor commanders glanced at each other and immediately turned around and ran wildly, and everything was over. The Tartars were gone, and more than a thousand soldiers and horses were soon all dead.

"Kill~Rush~"

The last few hundred traitors shouted frantically and prepared to fight, but they were all stupid when they looked closely.

"Dead,"

"They're all dead."

Blood-red enemies were everywhere in sight, their Tartar masters, and their comrades were all covered in flesh and blood.

"Get out of the way~" The traitor soldier turned around and pushed out of the crowd.

Run~Run~~

Unfortunately, in the end, none of them, including the three commanders, escaped.

Zhang Shou and the three of them watched all this dumbfounded, and they wondered if they hadn't woken up.

"This, skinny guy, is this true?"

Zhang Shou smiled bitterly: "How do I know the third child." ”

"Ah, don't talk about it, thin guy, look at the back?"

Kiji held his knife and looked at the three humans suspiciously, they were human but not like enemies.

"Ah, the general spares our lives, we are not traitors, we are just nearby villagers." The third child looked at the raised steel knife and quickly knelt down in fright.

Villagers~ Hearing these two words, Mu Er's eyes moved and he spoke: "The villagers will see the lord with me, otherwise they will be killed." ”

Chen Xiong had already confessed that if he met a villager, don't kill him, and bring him to see him after the war.

"Okay, let's go." The dry voice made Zhang Shou dare not have the slightest intention of resisting, and they didn't think they could resist when they saw the woodmen's invulnerable skills.

The war was exactly as Chen Xiong expected. "It's a pity that my body can't withstand too much energy now, otherwise I will directly push the northeast and destroy all the tartars, and then go south to unify the world."

Scarecrows don't need to eat, but they do need to be infused with spiritual power every day. If he continuously outputs too much energy, his right hand and body will be hot and uncomfortable. He knew that his body was too weak to fully adapt to this kind of large energy radiation, and in the end, he also needed time to strengthen himself, accumulate troops, materials and food, etc.

After collecting two thousand ghasts, Chen Xiong felt that he was a lot stronger again, but that feeling of comfort was getting weaker and weaker. He thought that maybe this was because the body's energy was a little saturated, and the body needed time to adjust to the energy.

"Lord, villager."

Hearing the wooden man's shout, Chen Xiong told the guards to retreat.

"Hey, it's you." The fat guy looked pleasantly surprised.

"Brother Chen?" Zhang Shou's face was full of questions, wasn't this the Lingnan Han who he thought was dead?

"Haha, brother, second and third, why don't you recognize me Chen Xiong?" I didn't expect to meet so soon, because of his arrival, the people of Zhangjia Village may not have to die.

"Ah, it's really you Chen Xiong!" Zhang Shou was amazed, how could this homeless man become the commander of the homeless army in a blink of an eye.

"How is that possible!" The second child underestimated in his heart that the commander of the Han army he admired turned out to be the fat man he had despised before!

The four of them chatted hotly, and Zhangjiacun was still the same. As for Chen Xiong, he can get to this day, he said that it was luck.

"Brother, I'm just lucky, I came out of it, so heroes from all over the world came to vote, and my achievements depend on these warriors!" How could the fat brother tell others that he has a golden finger and two great tricks.

In less than a month, things are already wrong, Zhang Shou sighed that people's luck is really different! He was wondering if if he would go out of the mountain to kill the Tartars, would he do a better job than Chen Xiong!

"Brother Chen, do you still plan to go back to Lingnan?" Zhang Shou looked at Chen Xiong eagerly, although the fat man was not very capable, but the Han army under his command was the last hope of the Han people in Liaodong!

Chen Xiong sighed: "Although we have killed thousands of Tartars, when the Tartars mobilize a large army, we will all have to die!" "Twelve hundred scarecrows, after this battle, there are only seven hundred left. This is still a foot battle, and if you face the iron cavalry charge on the plains, I am afraid that the scarecrow will also have to be torn apart.

Zhang Shou's eyes darkened! This southerner is still afraid of death! If he is the commander-in-chief, he should immediately raise troops to occupy Jinzhou. Rescue more Han Chinese, raise tens of thousands of troops, and finally even if you can't eliminate the Tartars, you can still hold the three states of Liaodong. If you can't do anything, why not retreat. However, he knew the stubbornness of the fat brother, and it was impossible to convince him.