Zheyan had no choice but to take his subordinates to fight hard, and the Jingbian Fort Army was not afraid.

I saw that the archers of the Jingbian Fort Army were at such a close distance, calmly aiming at the Mongol soldiers, and splashing out waves of arrows.

It's a pity that these Mongolian soldiers are too poor, except for a few Mongolian nobles such as Zhiyan who wear iron armor, the rest are wearing leather armor.

How armor like leather armor can withstand the shots of a powerful bow at close range.

"Ahh

"Ouch!"

The cries of pain rang out one after another, and many Mongolian soldiers were shot by the archers of the Jingbianbao army, and they immediately turned into big hedgehogs.

However, the Mongols are a horse people, brave and good at fighting, and many Mongolian soldiers are still bravely attacking the small phalanx of the Jingbianbao army even if they are hit by several arrows.

When the sword and shield soldiers of the Jingbian Fort Army saw the Mongols rushing towards them in unison, they separated the long shield a little bit and threw it towards the ground, allowing the pikemen to stretch out their spears from this gap and poke at the Mongol soldiers.

The pikemen took the spears in their hands, shouted in unison: "Thorn", and then stabbed the spears in their hands with all their might, straight to the throat and heart of the Mongol soldiers.

Those Mongol soldiers were blocked by the shields of the sword and shield soldiers, and they were stabbed by the pikemen one after another. The three-edged blood thorns of the pikemen's equipment pierced the person's body, and the wound was so great that the blood could not be stopped at all.

The stabbed Mongol soldiers howled and covered their wounds, hoping to stop the bleeding, but it was useless at all, that is, in the blink of an eye, they became bloody people. It wasn't long before they lost too much blood and became unconscious, eventually becoming completely dead.

Seeing that there was no way to break through the Ming army's array on the front, Zhen Yan shouted: "Go around to the side and attack them." ”

When the Mongolian soldiers heard this, they moved quickly, intending to go around the flank of the small army formation of the Ming army, but they were moving, and the Ming army was also moving, and they were always facing the shield wall of the Ming army.

Zhi Yan could only watch as his soldiers were shot to death by the archers of the Ming army, stabbed to death by pikemen, and hacked to death by sword and shield soldiers.

There were fewer and fewer people around him, and in the end, only a few guards remained.

"Force, force." The sword and shield soldiers struck the shield with the thick-backed knives in their hands, making a loud noise while forming an encirclement, gradually surrounding the few remaining Mongol soldiers such as Zhiyan.

"Master, this battle is too embarrassing." A guard slammed the mace in his hand to the ground with red eyes, and said angrily at Zhenyan.

"If it weren't for the sudden attack of this group of Han dogs, why would we have fallen to this step. Harbara, you are one of the few warriors in our Helaowen tribe, now you go and smash these shields and kill a few Han dogs for us to bury. ”

"Yes, master." The guard, whose name was Harbara, took his huge mace in his hand, shouted, and hurried a few steps, ready to smash the great shield of the saber and shield soldiers of Jingbian Fort.

How could the pikemen of the Jingbian Fort Army let him get his wish, they all handed out their spears, ready to tie this 8-foot-long, sturdy Mongol into a hornet's nest.

But although this Halbara is thick, the movements in his hands are really not slow, he shouted, and swept away thousands of troops with one move, and all the spears of the pikemen of the Jingbian Fort Army were swept off the direction at once.

The pikemen of the Jingbian Fort Army ate the stick of Harbara, and almost all of them broke their mouths, and their hands hurt hotly.

And Halbara swept it out, first several spears, and then he continued to scream, and with all his strength, he slammed it into the shield of a sword and shield soldier.

The sword and shield soldier had seen Harbara knock all the pikemen's spears aside, and he thought that this Mongol must be born with divine power, so he specially separated his feet, pressed the shield with both hands, and pressed his arms against the shield, ready to meet the attack of Harbara.

'Boom. ’

There was a muffled sound, and I saw that the big shield covered with iron sheet was actually smashed into it, and the sword and shield soldier holding this shield felt as if he had been pushed vigorously by a person, and he took several steps back with his shield, and then fell to the ground.

**

"Yo, this Mongolian man is really powerful, so powerful." Liu Renyu said in amazement.

"General, I hope to fight with this Mongolian wrestler."

Yang Desheng, the best martial arts idiot, saw that there was a warrior with explosive combat effectiveness on the side of the Mongols, and he immediately felt itchy and planned to fight with the other party.

Liu Renyu looked at Yang Desheng, who was full of eagerness in his eyes, and said with a slight smile: "Desheng, now we are no longer the little soldiers who want to pin their heads in their belts to fight for the future, why do you have to take risks yourself." Of course, your martial arts are world-famous, and it is naturally easy to deal with such a barbarian, but on the battle array, it is not the personal bravery of the generals, but the joint efforts of all the soldiers, so you handed over the Mongol to our soldiers, what do you think? ”

Although Yang Desheng was very eager to go down to fight the Mongolian soldier in person, since Liu Renyu said so, what else could he do, he could only nod slightly reluctantly and said: "What the general said is extremely true, but it is Desheng Meng Lang." ”

Liu Renyu listened to Yang Desheng's reply, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything, just quietly watched the situation on the battlefield.

**

However, it was said that Naharbara smashed open the shield of the Jingbian Fort army with a stick, causing a small gap in the phalanx of the Jingbian Fort army.

"Okay, Harbara is really born with divine powers." Seeing that his guards were so brave, he praised the other party with joy.

The rest of the remaining guards also praised Halbara again and again.

Receiving praise from his master and his colleagues, Halbara was in high spirits, and he was about to make persistent efforts to rush into the gap to kill the Ming army, when he was not aware that dozens of bows that were already full of strings suddenly appeared in front of him.

"It's over!" Halbara was shocked.

No matter how powerful he is, he can't dodge so many bows and arrows shooting at the same time.

"Boom"

The bowstrings rang and went, and one after the other the arrows flew straight towards Halbara.

Although Halbara knew that he would not be spared, he still had to make a last stand. I saw that he first danced the iron rod in his hand and dropped a lot of feather arrows, but there were still too many feather arrows after all, and the pikemen of the Jingbian Fort Army also took advantage of this opportunity to step forward one after another and stab out the spears in their hands one after another.

Halbara could take care of the bow and arrows, but not the spear, and soon he was pierced all over his body by the pikemen of the Jingbian Fort army, and his body was full of feathered arrows.

"Master, I did my best." Halbara, who was covered in blood, took one last look at Zhenyan, unwilling, but fell down helplessly.

"It's over, it's all over." Seeing that Harbara fell to the ground, a dead man, and no longer had the slightest courage to resist, he threw away his weapon and waited blankly for the Ming army's verdict on him.

***

"General, that Mongol seems to be a leader, dare to ask the general, do you want to catch him alive?"

Zhang Tieniu saw that his soldiers had already destroyed most of the enemy troops, and the remaining enemy troops had lost the courage to resist, so he asked Liu Renyu if he wanted to catch him alive.

"It's not necessary, now the Beiyu is no longer my Ming's henchman, and the imperial court does not focus on the military exploits of killing the Beiyu, even if you capture a small Mongolian leader, you won't get a big reward if you hand it over to the imperial court, but it is better to kill them all with a knife." Liu Renyu waved his hand and replied with a smile.

"Yes, General, I know what I do." Zhang Tieniu smiled, and said to Yang Desheng: "Mr. Yang Qian, the general has an order for us to kill the remaining Mongolian soldiers." ”

"Got it." Yang Desheng nodded.

Then the two generals shouted and shouted, directing their subordinates to approach Zheyan and the others step by step.

Saying that, seeing that the resistance was hopeless, he thought that it was better to surrender, so that he could also get an opportunity to attach, he heard that the Ming Dynasty was good for the naturalized barbarians.

In fact, he originally wanted to be a hero, so gloriously died on the battlefield, but when it came to the end, he suddenly found that he was so nostalgic for this world, he didn't want to die, he still wanted to live, so he resolutely threw away his weapon and prepared to surrender.

But this time, he miscalculated, he found that the Ming army did not seem to accept his surrender at all, he only saw the wall-like shields getting closer and closer to him, and the spears that had been stained dark red with blood were also getting closer and closer to him.