Lin Yi and they have withdrawn from the Tartar grain and grass depot camp for several miles, looking back and seeing that there are no chasing soldiers, the direction of the Tartar grain and grass depot is still thick smoke, Lin Yi is happy in his heart, this time the clever empty city plan, let Azig and them get into a big deal, enough for them to work for half a day, a fire can be worth 100,000 male soldiers.

Lin Yi roughly counted the number of people, more than 500 horsemen when they came, there were almost no casualties, this battle first led Azig by the nose and ran, and then burned the enemy's grain and grass storehouse, which can be called perfect.

What is more scary now is Ganbao's injury, with a long arrow on his cheek, which is a bit shocking.

But Gan Bao looked like he was fine, Lin Yi saw that he was really an iron-clad man, and the arrow on his face had to go back and let the military doctor get it, and Erhu's legs had been bandaged.

"Brother Lin's battle is so beautiful!" Xiao Ying stretched out her little hand, which was as tender as a green onion, and stretched out two thumbs to Lin Yi.

"Yes, my lord can be called the Zhuge of the world." Zhang Hua, Erhu and others were also full of praise, of course they knew that if they fought hard, the enemy was outnumbered, and the current battle situation was still unknown.

"It's all God's help, Lin just succeeded." Lin Yi was humble, happy in his heart, and he didn't know what happened to Zu Kuan's camp?

Lin Yi and the others rushed back, and at this time the fog had already faded, and a man and horse greeted him, which was the banner of the Ming army. When I got closer, I saw clearly that it was Wang Jian who brought hundreds of people to answer.

The soldiers on both sides rushed back together, and after half an hour, they returned to the main camp.

Zu Keyong led more than 1,000 people to return to the camp and stick to the camp. Fortunately, their camp was intact, and the Azig came and went in a hurry. It should be said that this is their most civilized time, Lin Yi's camp defense, not even a single grass and tree inside and outside the tent, has not been destroyed, this is simply a miracle.

Seeing Lin Yi and them returning victorious, Zu Keyong happily brought people out to greet them.

Quickly ordered people to rescue the wounded, and the military doctor re-medicated Erhu and others and bandaged the wounds. The main thing is that Gan Bao is seriously injured, and his whole face is swollen like bread.

"Brother Gan, bear with me."

Lin Yi found the best doctor to raise arrows for Gan Bao, administer medicine, and ordered someone to wait for them to recuperate from their injuries.

Before he had time to catch his breath, Lin Yi thought of Zu Kuan, and Zu Keyong said: "Zu Kuan's camp is in full swing."

Lin Yi left Wang Jian and led 500 people to guard the camp, leaving Erhu and Gan Bao and others to recuperate.

Lin Yi and Zu Keyong led the remaining 1,500 people to Zu Kuan's camp to come to the rescue.

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The 10,000-strong army of the Tartars was discovered when they first touched the vicinity of Zukuan's camp. The Ming army had already prepared, and with a few sharp trumpets, more than 2,000 Ning Yuan troops all took action, which can be called god speed.

In the fog, Amin, who was sitting on the horse, pointed in the direction of the Ming army camp with an ice nail mace and shouted: "Rush!"

10,000 Tartars shouted to kill Zukuan's camp, with the horses in front and the foot soldiers behind. The shouts are endless, boundless.

"Shoot!"

The Ming army began to counterattack, and the first thing that greeted the Tartars was a row of handguns, bird guns, and three-eyed fire guns.

"Bang bang bang," the sound of gunfire like popping beans, stone bullets, buckshot bullets, and iron bullets flew through the air.

The Tartars who rushed in front were shot and fell off their horses, but the Tartars were bloodthirsty and fierce and continued to rush forward. The guns were fired for about ten minutes, and the Tartars forced their way through the line.

This is because the number of firearms in the Ning Yuan army is limited, and more importantly, the power of these firearms is limited, which refers to their range and lethality, and in addition, they cannot achieve continuous fire.

These bottlenecks can deal with a small number of enemies in a short period of time, but they can't last long when they encounter the charge of the Tartars who look at death as if they were home.

The Tartars left dead and wounded in one place, but quickly broke through the first line of defense.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The second line of defense of Zukuan's battalion was the archers.

The commander in charge of the command gave an order, and the arrows rained through the clouds and fog, flying towards the Tartars. The Tartars who rushed in front were shot by arrows and fell off their horses, and some of them were shot as hedgehogs on the spot.

Some Tartars reacted quickly, and hurriedly danced the swords and guns in their hands to hit the stray arrows, and continued to rush forward, and in the midst of the resonance of gold and iron, several sharp arrows were blocked. But then he was shot by an arrow and fell off his horse.

Some of the Tartars had already prepared, and when the wind of arrows was howling, they hurriedly erected their shields, and the arrows hit the shields, and there was a crackling sound, like a storm hitting the doors and windows.

But shields are not omnipotent, their shields can block certain arrows, but arrows like raindrops of arrows are everywhere, and if a person or horse passes through and shoots, they will still fall.

But the Tartars were fierce, and those in front fell, and those behind rushed up like a tidal wave, stepping on the corpses and blood of their companions, and going forward one after the other.

Some of the Tartars rushed forward in a roundabout way, while others charged and fired arrows to counterattack, giving full play to the nomads' specialty of riding and archery.

In the fog, arrows shuttled, and there were many arrows in the Ming camp position.

After about another meal, the second line of defense of Zukuan's battalion was broken through by the Tartars.

Zu Kuan's third line of defense is his camp.

The Tartars are really out of the way today, Amin personally supervised the battle in the back, and these 10,000 Tartars broke through the two lines of defense of the Ming army one after another regardless of casualties and costs, and then attacked the Ming camp.

However, these Tartars all know that attacking does not mean the end of the battle, the vicious battle has just begun, and the next thing should be hand-to-hand, there have been several battles, and both sides know each other better.

Sure enough, the soldiers of Ning Yuan's army started a desperate white-knuckle battle with the Tartars who rushed into the camp......

"Master, the Tartars have already attacked the camp, does the Master really want to fight the Tartars to the end?" Zu Kuan's lieutenant Li Mingfu ran over and said.

Zu Guang, who was heavily armed and carrying a three-pavilion machete, was about to charge and kill the guards in person, and when he heard Li Mingfu's words, he said, "Old Li, what do you mean?"

"Master, there are too many Tartars, even breaking through our army's defense line, outnumbered, if you continue to fight like this, the whole army will inevitably be annihilated. The subordinates meant to retreat quickly, leaving the green mountains behind, not afraid of running out of firewood. ”

Zu Kuan frowned, "But Lin Yi and I have already said that we will live and die together with Qianxi, and fight to the end with the Tartars, retreating at this time is unkind and unjust, Lin Yi and they are fighting alone, it must be more auspicious and less ......auspicious."

"Oh, my master, who has achieved great things, cannot have the kindness of a woman, and you can take it seriously? Besides, didn't you want to kill Lin Yi for a long time, the opportunity has come, just borrow the hand of the Tartar to avenge the boss, the opportunity must not be lost, hurry up and withdraw, it will be too late. We can't hold it here anyway, can't we bury Lin Yi and others? ”

Zu Kuan hesitated, he remembered the festival with Lin Yi, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, just follow Yuanzhi, pass on my order, and retreat on all fronts!"

In this way, Zu Kuan and Li Mingfu withdrew from the Ming army camp with the officers and soldiers of the Ning Yuan army and fled from one direction.

When the fog cleared, Amin's group of Tartars occupied the Ming camp, and there were corpses everywhere inside and outside the camp.

Just as Amin was reorganizing his troops and horses to pursue the remnants of Zu Kuan, the shouts of killing were loud, and Amin was stunned, "What's the matter?" ”

Someone who reported the incident hurriedly ran over: "Lord Belle, a Ming army has come to reinforce, and it is Lin Yi and Zu Keyong who are leading the troops, and they have already killed from behind our butts."

Amin was startled when he heard these two names, Lin Yi was his old opponent, and the hatred of repeated defeats had already carved this name in his heart. Especially outside Yongping City, he lost three battles and three times, and his prestige was lost, and the last battle put Yue Tuo back in, which made him lose face.

This time they want to take revenge before leaving, mainly for this annoying guy. But Lin Yi's battalion, Azig dispatched more than 20,000 horses this morning, even if it was not destroyed at this time, he should take care of himself, how could it be possible to lead the troops to come here to rescue?

Could it be that the king of Dorawuying has missed? No way!

The earth-shattering shouts of killing disrupted Amin's thoughts, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he turned his horse's head and rushed over with the centaurs.

"Lin Yi is there, behead or capture this little Nanban alive, there will be a reward, kill me!" ……

Ten miles away, in the blink of an eye, Lin Yi took these 1,500 soldiers of the Tianxiong Army to start from behind Amin's Tartar team.

There is Lin Yi on the left, Zu Keyong on the right, and on the left and right of these two main generals are Xiaoying, Zhang Hua, He Tao, Wang Qi, Dongsheng, Yang Fang, Zhao Sheng, Zhao Tingshou and other pro-soldier guards.

Now that Lin Yi is not used to riding a horse when he is fighting, especially this kind of melee scene, Lin Yi feels that it is more convenient and happy to come underground.

Flying up from the war horse, several arc-shaped blades flashed, and when Lin Yi landed, two Tartars had already been cut down in a pool of blood.

This time, Xiaoying was really inseparable from Lin Yi, she also got off the horse, wearing heavy armor, with a willow leaf steel knife in her hand, and followed Lin Yi with the courage of a chivalrous woman.

Zhang Hua, He Tao, Wang Qi, Dong Sheng and others followed closely to kill left and right.

On Lin Yi's left side, Zu Keyong, who was covered in armor, sat on a horse, wielding a big axe in his hand, which was really as powerful as the heavenly general's nether, and an axe went down to a bloody alley.

His personal soldiers Yang Fang, Zhao Sheng, Zhao Tingshou and others guarded the left and right.

The two main generals took the lead in the battle, and the morale of the 1,500 Tianxiong troops soared, and only one charged, killing the Tartars' men and horses, and the wolves rushed to the ground.

"Little Nanban, your Lord Belle is here, take your life!" Lin Yi and the others were killing up, and a shout was like thunder in the sky, and Amin rushed over with hundreds of Tartars to kill Lin Yi.

The fierce general is angry with the horse, this kind of charge is like a mountain and a sea, Lin Yi, who has no war horse, has a single knife, and can only retreat to find a fighter.

"Damn, you're not dead yet, fuck you!" Zu Keyong slashed at him, and the axe slashed at Amin.

Amin saw that it was him, of course he knew, the two had fought before, and Zu Keyong was defeated by Amin in that battle.

"Your subordinates are defeated, and you dare to come and die, Ben Belle has to kill you today!" Amin wheel mace vs. Zu Keyong.

Lin Yi knew that Amin was a tiger outside the border, and although Zu Keyong was fierce, it was difficult to win, which had been proven, so Lin Yi rushed up with a knife, and the two of them immediately fought Amin one by one.

The main generals on both sides are desperate, of course their guards can't watch, soldier to soldier, soldier to general, killing the sky in the dark.

But after all, there are many Tartars, and although the 10,000 Tartars suffered heavy losses at this time, their strength still exists, and their vitality is not injured. The main general, Amin, fought here, and these Tartars gathered more and more, and gradually formed an encirclement of Lin Yi's more than 1,000 horses.

But now Amin is a little busy dealing with two, one Zu Keyong is enough for him to greet, and a difficult Lin Yi specializes in his next game, Amin has suffered their losses many times, and there is a shadow in his heart. At this time, Amin couldn't resist and retreated.

His own soldiers and subordinate generals rushed over to help, but in front of Lin Yi and Zu Keyong, one died one and two died a pair, and they couldn't stand it at all.

Amin was so anxious that he screamed, and at this moment someone came to report, "Lord Belle, it's not good......