After receiving the scout's report, Hanzi couldn't cry or laugh, and hated in his heart why those Tartars didn't come to fight the second battalion.

If the second battalion could greet the Tartars with artillery at ease, and personally lead a hundred more cavalry than the first battalion to charge and kill, the results would be brilliant.

Now it is clear that the Tartars will hit their heads and bleed on Beizi Mountain, and at this time, the Ming cavalry can only give the Tartars a large number of casualties.

Hanzi ordered the infantry to cross Longfeng Mountain in accordance with the marching regulations, and he took the direct leader of Bai Zong and two general cavalry to lead the spare horse over the mountain and kill directly in the direction of Beizi Mountain.

Se stunned and Subudi rushed into battle and was killed by the Ming cavalry, lost half of the men and horses in a hurry like a fish that slipped through the net, panicked like a bird with a frightened bow, and saw that when he was able to escape into the winter area and bring his wife and children, a fiery red group of men and horses came from the northeast to kill.

The cavalry in front of the Biao Ming army were all wrapped in steel, and only two oval eyeholes were exposed.

Led by more than 100 people, they are all tall and big men, and all of them are Arab war horses.

I saw a tall and burly general with long arms and a long handle, dancing like an ash pole spear, and no one in the nearby Tartar could withstand his move.

What does it mean to be invincible? Today, Hanzi staged a teaching version.

There were pursuers in the back, there were interceptions in front, and the fearless Tartars were even more panicked, no one intended to fight, and everyone was scurrying like headless flies, intending to escape from this hell on earth.

"Rush! Kill the Tartars! The opportunity is rare, a Tartar head is worth three acres of fertile land, brothers should hurry up! Liu Fenyong, who already has the title of general from the second rank, is the most able to know the thoughts of the robe, and a loud roar has resonated too much.

Sang Yu, who also has the rank of general, was extremely excited at this time, and every time he made a special armor-piercing horse lance, there would be a blood donation flying away.

The horse lance is a heavy boutique version of the spear, which is most suitable for knights with both strength and skill, the blade of the lance is up to two feet, and the ordinary fish scale chain mail, iron circle armor, Mingguang armor, and mountain armor are penetrated by one blow under the armor-breaking horse lance.

The knights of the "Red Banner Army" have made many meritorious deeds because they often fight, and now they are characterized by false titles flying all over the sky, and there are really many generals with titles such as generals, guerrillas, and capital divisions.

But everyone understands that there is a difference of 108,000 miles between the rank of the imperial court and the status of the actual general, and no one takes it seriously at all.

In the "Red Banner Army", they don't care who the imperial court gives the title to whom, and every general knows who can lead the troops and how many people and horses are decided by the teacher.

Sang Yu was able to teach the cavalry to have 300 cavalry under his command is already satisfied, after all, he joined the "Red Flag Army" later than Yuan Siming and Liu Fenyong, and in the army that attaches great importance to seniority, he is already considered to be a prosperous official.

He laughed while stabbing and said, "Happy, happy, I didn't expect that the Tartars on the grassland are weasels and rats." Why are Tartars so easy to fight today? ”

Liu Fenyong, who wielded a horse chopping knife and slashed and chopped, said with a strange smile: "It's not the reason for the Tartars, have you forgotten what kind of horse we rode in the past and what we were wearing?" Is there such a good thing as a self-generated short gun? ”

At this time, they found that a group of knights pretending to be mad demons had come to the south, and the leader was covered in blood, and the knife and stick in his hand were not only dripping blood, but also stained with a lot of white things.

"The two generals are really interested, and they are willing to spend a good time to break blindly, Lao Tzu has smashed more than a dozen Tartar heads all the way, and it is estimated that there is a thousand commanders."

Hearing the voice, Sang Yu could tell who the person was, and he laughed and said: "Wang Zhicheng, damn, you kid can't recognize Lao Tzu if you don't open your mouth, how can it be like being soaked in blood?" ”

Liu Fenyong scolded with a smile: "Wang Zhicheng, you kid never does good things, let you change your weapon, you just want to use a knife stick, you are happy to smash the head of the Tartar, and you always have to pull the skin when you finally count the killing." ”

Liu Fenyong used to use a knife stick to kill the enemy, but later found that the knife stick was easy to break the enemy's head, resulting in the disadvantage that the head was difficult to acquire, and he decisively changed his weapon.

He admires the master of the family to learn from Huang Han's style everywhere, and the horse chopping knife he uses now is also hammered by Yang Laoshi and his son, weighing 18 catties and 12 taels.

"Hahaha......" Wang Zhicheng laughed and said: "Lao Tzu killed Jiannu and Tartar for the Han nation, not to fight for merit, and never cared about how many levels of victory Lao Tzu personally counted." ”

As long as Wang Zhicheng is present, he fights with his life every time, and he does have the heart to die in battle every time, because his hatred with Tartar and Jiannu is as deep as the sea, and his old wife, wife and children all died in his own life.

He is the only one who lives alone, Wang Zhicheng has no idea how to die, and he takes the initiative to find death in every battle, and this is often the case on the battlefield, he can't find death and die, and he is afraid that he will die quickly.

Therefore, Wang Zhicheng is not only alive, but also because of his many achievements, great contributions, and bigger and bigger officials, he is now the same as Liu Fenyong and Sang Yu, but he is actually two levels higher than them, and he can command three generals.

His special knife stick weighs twenty-seven pounds, and the strong men who use maces against Shangjiannu can win the battle when they rush to kill, he kills the enemy for the sake of killing the enemy, and there is a momentum of giving up who is the other, and the enemy is often the first to be timid when dueling.

Sang Yu shouted: "Brother Wang is quick to talk to our brothers' hearts, the teacher often teaches us to fight for the country and the famous clan, and we really don't need to care about how many levels of beheading are counted." ”

Liu Fenyong said: "Then don't rub it, brothers!" Kill! Kill the Tartar and talk about the Han color change! ……”

"Tiger, tiger, tiger!" The battle flag is picturesque, and the blood is sprinkled on the snow like a red plum blooming......

At this time, there was no poetic feeling, only the earth-shattering shouts and killing of the Ming army, and the wailing of the Tartars......

The recruits have no experience and don't know how much combat power the Tartars have, but all the veterans feel that the scene in front of them is a bit incredible, and it stands to reason that the Tartars should not be like this!

It is not surprising that the "Red Banner Army" has made too rapid progress, and its equipment and discipline have become incomparable.

In addition, the cavalry junior banner officer can also cheat when charging and duel, and they can pull out their own short guns to kill the Battle, the bravest person in the tribe.

Battle, who can fight three or five at a time, often "Bah!" after encountering the Ming army, he often "Bah! After a scream, he let out a miserable scream and rolled off the horse, making the martial arts that he had practiced for more than ten years go to waste, such an example is too frightening.

Therefore, the Tartars encountered the "Red Banner Army" without fighting spirit, they rushed to flee as if they saw the devil, covering up and killing is the most hearty way to fight, killing more enemies and their own casualties can be ignored.