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When Lu Chengde attacked the Tartars just now, he was really frightened and didn't know what to do. It's not running, it's not running.

It turned out to be such an unexpected ending, which was really a big surprise.

The vicious Jiannu died really too much, this is the invincible Jiannu? Dead and dead, he didn't kill a single regimental training soldier.

However, he also knew that it was indeed a group practice that was too perverted, and killing Jiannu was as easy as killing a chicken. In the past, when I met these regimental training soldiers, they were all very enthusiastic and respectful of him, but I didn't expect these people to kill people really cruelly! In the leisurely stroll, more than 1,000 Jiannu were annihilated, and he was unscathed.

He thought about it, what kind of person was he anxious about just now? With this gang of murderous and perverted group training, it should be fine! It's really a vain worry.

The soldiers of the sixth battalion ran to the battlefield one after another, gathering their horses everywhere.

The wounded Qing soldiers who were still struggling on the ground, or who wanted to stand up and attack the regimental training, were basically nailed to the ground with bayonets by the soldiers of the two platoons in charge of the sixth battalion.

The horses were bred and bred by humans, so most of them were taken away obediently, and a few who were born were forcibly dragged away. For a while, people shouted and neighed, mixed with one or two screams of the Qing soldiers before they died.

Abbatei looked at such a scene, and his heart hated even more, and his teeth creaked. But there was nothing to be done, and the horses were within range of other people's guns or artillery.

Xindao: Let you be happy for a while, and soon I will peel off your skin!

"Send someone to urge the rear team again, let them come immediately, without delay!" Abatai commanded loudly to ease his anger.

Seeing so many horses being brought back, Wang Yue kept looking. These horses are very cute, with beautiful bodies and smooth skin, and twinkling eyes.

He loves animals, especially human animals, and wonders which horse is right for him.

Zhang Ziyun saw that he was very interested in those horses, and said, "What is there to see about the horses?" Do you want? ”

Wang Yue said happily: "Yes! You see how beautiful they are. ”

Zhang Ziyun glanced at him and said, "It's far from my Land Rover!" ”

She had already heard the name from Wang Yue and felt that it was too suitable for her car.

"Ugh!" Wang Yue felt that there should be a generation gap with her in this regard. Modern people are accustomed to looking at industrial products, but they pursue nature, and the ancients are just the opposite.

At this moment, Wang He, the commander of the sixth battalion, led people to escort two wounded Qing soldiers over.

"Report to the regiment, grab two Tartars according to your order!" Wang He stood up and saluted under the car.

"Well, bring them over, and you ask who the manager is on the other side? How many Tartars are there in total this time? Wang Yue replied and ordered.

Wang He turned around and said loudly: "Bring it here!" ”

Several soldiers of the sixth battalion dragged over two Qing soldiers covered in blood like dead dogs.

Sun Jinyong and Lu Chengde also came over to watch. Gee! This is a real tartar, it's still alive, if you can get it back, it's an ironclad achievement.

The two Qing soldiers were not lightly injured, both were shot in the legs, one of them was supposed to have a broken thigh bone, and those who could stand up and play for their lives were stabbed to death.

The soldiers threw the two soldiers to the ground like broken sacks, and the two of them screamed in pain.

Wang He was very unsympathetic, went over and kicked the Qing soldier who was slightly injured, and asked sharply: "Say, who is your boss?" How many troops are coming this time? ”

Although the Qing soldier was injured, he was very stiff, and he inhaled a cool breath and said: "You damned Nikan, Lord Abatai Belle will definitely avenge us, you people will all die!" ”

Oh, Abatai, this is an executioner stained with the blood of the Han Chinese!

If it weren't for such an accident as himself, two years later, it would be this Abatai who would be the commander in chief and once again lead the army to recruit Ming. Running through Zhili and Shandong, and ravaging a section of Jiangsu. It is said that a total of 90 cities and towns were conquered, 360,000 people were captured, and 120,000 taels of gold and 2,200,000 taels of silver were plundered. The expedition lasted more than seven months, and more than one million soldiers and civilians were killed in the Ming Dynasty.

When Wang He heard that he dared to threaten him, he was about to fight to the death when he went up, Wang Yue said: "Wang He, let him continue to speak." ”

The Qing soldier smiled and said, "The Nikans are waiting to die!" I'm not afraid that you know, this time our Qing warriors came 35,000. This place will be reduced to powder in an instant, and it will be slaughtered within a radius of 100 miles. Hahaha! ”

Another seriously wounded soldier lay on the ground, panting for breath and laughing at the same time.

Wang Yue laughed, these Tartars are quite stubborn. It may be that the wild nature has not been taken off after coming out of the deep mountains and old forests, or it may be the arrogance cultivated by often winning battles.

"Abatai is indeed a fierce general, what are the powerful characters besides him? Tell me about it. Wang Yue said with a pleasant face.

The Qing soldier laughed and said, "Don't you ignorant Nikans look at the flag? Ask me about these, too! ”

Wang Yue was a little embarrassed, he really didn't understand this, so he looked at Sun Jinyong.

Sun Jinyong also knew that Wang Yue was a little white in this regard, and said with a smile: "There are official titles on the handsome banners, and some have surnames, so you can generally judge who the main general of the other party is leading the troops." ”

Well, Wang Yue was too lazy to judge, and after the battle was over, he said to Wang He: "Take it away, take it away!" ”

Sun Jinyong smiled and arched his hand: "Second Young Master, hand over the person to me, I will definitely let him know everything!" ”

In fact, he wanted to get a living slave to go back to invite credit, which was the main purpose.

Wang Yue thought for a moment and nodded. Jin Yiwei is a professional in this area, anyway, these two Qing soldiers are basically scrapped, and it is useless to keep them for themselves.

"Wang He, you send a platoon to send these horses back to the starting point city and hand them over to Feng Yuanshan."

"Yes!" Wang He turned and left.

Zhang Ziyun said worriedly: "Thirty-five thousand Jiannu!" More than ten times that of me, can you win?

Wang Yue held her hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll let you see what it means to see today." ”

Seeing his stunned appearance, Zhang Ziyun beat him hard.

The soldiers of the guard platoon around him, without squinting, pretended not to see anyone attacking his regimental commander.

Wang Zhuo and Li Zixiong happened to come back and saw this scene, and they both shook their heads and smiled at each other.

Wang Zhuo felt that his younger brother had become the same as before, and he was still flirting and scolding in the battle. But I'm also a little envious, envious of my brother's free and easy. If I could let go a little bit, would Miss Su...? It doesn't seem to be, the personalities of Miss Su and this Miss Zhang Er are two completely different types of people.

Li Zixiong felt that Wang Yue had the style of a general, and he was in the battle array, but he was relaxed and freehand. Even if he knew that he would face more than ten times the number of tartars soon, he was not nervous, just like the needle of the soldiers.

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