"Put~"

"Put~"

Xiuxiu~~ The rain of arrows continues.

Between 100 and 30 meters, the Tartars had already fired three waves of arrows. Of the remaining more than 200 scarecrows, at least sixty percent of them were hit by arrows, and some were covered in arrows and covered in blood and still moving forward.

", the Jurchen riding and shooting is really famous!" Chen Xiong (the word Cangneng), who was hiding behind, blocked a few arrows and was almost shot.

"Rush, kill them all." The fat guy shouted angrily.

"It's the lord."

"Kill." The Straw Army shouted loudly and ran wildly like chicken blood.

Boom~ In an instant, hundreds of people hit iron against iron, and meat to meat collided directly.

You slash him with an axe, and red blood flies up.

Eighteen palms of the dragon descending~

Boom~ The heat wave was rolling, and dozens of Tartars immediately rolled to the ground.

"Ah, die."

"Damn, how could it be." The Jurchen Tartars are fighting less and less, and the time waves make the Tartars feel cold.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon~"

Boom~ Commander Niu Lu was instantly scorched in the air, and the Tartar within forty meters behind him also became ripe.

"No~"

"This is not a person, it's a devil~" The wild girl, who is known as not afraid of heaven and earth, threw down her weapon, turned around and fled. The instinct from survival made them run dozens of meters away in an instant.

"Damn, you're running so fast!" With trees in the block, Chen Xiong could only watch a dozen Tartars get farther and farther away.

"Huh." The Jurchen Tartar is fast, but the scarecrow seems to be faster.

Listening to the screams of the tartars from afar, the fat brother already knew the result with a smile.

Twelve hundred ghasts entered the hell one after another, and the refreshing pleasure made Chen Xiong reluctant to move for a long time.

The fat brother looked at the corpses on the ground, and it was extremely ugly. "You deserve to find death, it's not good to live well at home, but you want to come to die, and now it's okay, there is no one to collect the body."

After Chen Xiong replenished the scarecrow's life power, he shook his head and left, the battle was not over yet, these corpses could only go with the flow.

Chen Xiong's pace was very fast, and the scarecrow would not be left behind, and he had already reached the top of the mountain before it was dark three hours later.

"Lord~"

"Lord~~"

The people were overjoyed, and they were afraid that if the lord was gone, they would not die well.

"Lord, who are they? And where are the Tartars now? Chen Chang couldn't help but ask, the strange people covered in blood and the movements of the Tartars were what he was most concerned about.

"They're my men, you don't have to pay attention. As for the Tartar behind him, he has been destroyed by me? Chen Xiong said proudly that now he has the power to be invincible.

Wu Jiu was taken aback: "Are all the 1,200 Tartars of the lord dead?" ”

The fat brother nodded faintly, "It's all dead, kill us all." "Some of the traitors who escaped were killed by the Tartars, and the last few hundred traitors did not run away at the speed of the scarecrow.

"Okay, my lord is mighty."

"Haha, okay, the Tartar army has been half wiped out, see how crazy they are."

After everyone's excitement faded, Chen Xiong directly ordered: "Chen Chang Wu Jiu, let everyone make scarecrows with all their might, and let the carpenters give me some wooden figures, no need to be too complicated and fine, as long as there is a human shape with enough material." ”

"It's the lord." Although they were puzzled, they did not dare to ask more, and they must listen to the orders of the lord. The fat brother usually looks very kind, but sometimes he passes with a palm and a kick at every turn, although it will not die, but it is also very scary.

Nearly 600 people ate and worked all night, and none of them complained, because they knew it was all for their survival. Otherwise, with the master's ability, he would have returned to the south to enjoy happiness.

A hundred scarecrows kept vigil by his side, and Chen Xiong slept most peacefully this night. Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts, he always maintained a vigilance against the Han army, he couldn't learn from Zhang Fei, but Ying Ming I was finally beheaded by his subordinates. He is not as good at winning people's hearts as Liu Bei, he often beats and scolds his subordinates, and the ghost knows who has always remembered the grudge in his heart. And he killed a lot of Han slaves, who can tell what the relationship between them is.

It was dawn, and the fat brother woke up very early. Seeing that everyone was still making straw, he hurriedly shouted: "Okay, all the members go to finish breakfast, and then go to bed, and the Tartar will be left to Lao Tzu to kill today." ”

"It's the lord."

Huh~ Everyone is also tired, but fortunately, the lord is still considerate of them.

"My lord, in case the Tartars come up." Chen Chang said worriedly.

"Fuck off, I'm not in a hurry, what are you afraid of, go to sleep in the back. I'll die if I do this tartar again. Chen Xiong said impatiently, he just wanted to send everyone away now, and then summon his army.

"The lord is wrong, I'll leave." Chen Chang shook his head helplessly, this lord is really difficult to communicate with sometimes!

"Okay, let's go, the lord is angry."

Everyone hurried away~~

After seeing that there was no one nearby, Chen Xiong asked the scarecrow to guard the surroundings.

Looking at the more than a thousand scarecrows and fifteen plank figures in one place, Chen Cangneng's heart became hotter and hotter.

"Haha, soldiers, the general is back, when will you not wake up, thousands of troops will come out!"

Boom, the energy surged, and the air was burning hot.

Ka Ka Ka ~~ More than a dozen plank people stood up first, and they absorbed the most energy and soul power. The wooden man's clothes are made of wood, and the skin and hair all over his body are pale green. His face was not as wooden as that of a scarecrow, but he was still very serious and indifferent. The eyes are also more flexible than those of a scarecrow, but they are still not as bright as ordinary people.

Soon the scarecrow lying on the ground also broke open his eyes, and then they all got up and looked at Chen Xiong motionlessly.

The small gentle slope on the top of the mountain is densely packed with human heads, and at this moment, the fat brother feels an unprecedented sense of security.

"In my previous life, I was the Sha Shuo of the universe, and even my own food, clothing, housing and transportation had to depend on the arrangements of others. No one in this life wants to interfere with and control my life. "A strong self-confidence is constantly generated, which is a kind of self-affirmation, which is a kind of down-to-earth confidence.

"Mu Ren, the first one you woke up was Mu Yi, and the last one to wake up was Mu Fifteen."

"It's the lord." Wooden people don't lie, and they don't have that much thought. They already knew their names in an instant.

"Mu Yiyou and Mu Simu Wu command four hundred scarecrows, and they are the first front army of the Han army."

"It's the lord."

"Mu Er, you and Mu Liu, Mu Qi, lead the Second Front Army... Mu San, you and Mu Ya Mu Ten led the Third Negative Army, and Mu Jiu and Mu Fifteen all followed me. ”

"It's the lord."

The 1,200 scarecrows were divided into three armies, and the remaining six wooden men and the previous 100 scarecrows served as his personal guards.

"Fortunately, the Tartars sent weapons, otherwise I wouldn't know where to find them." The three front armies have been divided into three squares. The neat team's serious momentum and the weapons in their hands formed an amazing killing machine.

During the non-war period, the main force of the Manchu Eight Banners was only about 60,000, and there were only five Niulu and 1 Jiala in Jinzhou, with a total of 1,500 Tartars. Jinzhou commanded the commander of Jiala's Zhen to bring a total of four cattle into the mountain this time, but in just one day, the true Tartar had lost nearly half.

"Commander, let's withdraw!"

"Yes, my lord, we have lost nearly half of our men, and now there are only more than 2,000 people who are unable to encircle and suppress it." Now the more than 2,000 people of the Tartars have cowered together, and they no longer dare to divide the army.

"Hey! It is impossible to disobey the withdrawal of troops overnight tonight. "The Tartar Commander knows that they have failed, and that Huang Taiji is in danger, and now he has no intention of dealing with him.

After the commanders left, the commander of Jiala looked at the mountain in the distance and sighed: "What a tramp army, what kind of army is this, and who is the commander who can swallow my entire cattle in one battle." ”