Ivan was also beaten red at this time.

He thought he had earned Cheng Wenlong with a trick, but he didn't expect that this was just Cheng Wenlong's trick, and he was played by him.

Now looking at the corpses of the Willetts all over the ground, Ivan's violent personality has come up.

Now seeing Cheng Wenlong rushing towards him, Ivan laughed and greeted him.

Ivan was holding a weapon with a half-sword in front of him.

It is similar to the Japanese sword, but there is a ring handle at the hilt of the sword to protect it.

At this time, Ivan rushed towards Cheng Wenlong, the round-handled sword in his hand was raised high, and he slashed at Cheng Wenlong, who was sitting on the horse and rushed over.

Cheng Wenlong held a scimitar in his hand, and went to stand Ivan's sword with a swing, but Ivan suddenly stopped, and then Cheng Wenlong staggered.

Cheng Wenlong looked back and saw that after Ivan and himself missed the horse, he threw the round-handled sword at him with his backhand.

Only then did Cheng Wenlong understand why he wanted to make this kind of sword into a round handle, it could have been thrown out and then returned by himself.

Sure enough, the sword flew in a circle towards Cheng Wenlong, and Cheng Wenlong leaned on the horse's back.

The sword flew in circles around Cheng Wenlong's head, and then it crossed an arc and returned to Ivan's hand.

Ivan pointed at Cheng Wenlong: "Cheng Wenlong, if Ivan doesn't kill you today, I won't give up!" ”

Cheng Wenlong smiled: "I don't blame you for being angry, it's not right for you to say big things, killing people requires strength, you say you can kill me?" ”

Cheng Wenlong rushed forward as he spoke, jumped up with his feet on horseback, and slashed at Ivan with a knife!

Ivan looked at Cheng Wenlong, who was like a big eagle pounced, and hurriedly raised his sword sideways to block Cheng Wenlong's scimitar, Cheng Wenlong slashed at Ivan's sword with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ivan's sword slammed down, and Cheng Wenlong's knife slashed into Ivan's shoulder.

Ivan didn't expect Cheng Wenlong's strength to be so great, he couldn't stand him from pressing down at all, and the sharp pain in his shoulder made him understand that he was not at the same level as Cheng Wenlong.

Cheng Wenlong stood on the horse's back with his feet and gritted his teeth and pressed downward.

Ivan pushed upwards desperately, and if Cheng Wenlong was pressed down, his shoulders would be removed by Cheng Wenlong.

Cheng Wenlong suddenly withdrew the knife, Ivan felt a light hand, but Cheng Wenlong raised the scimitar high.

At this time, a person pounced on Cheng Wenlong from a side horse, and this person threw Cheng Wenlong off Ivan's horse, shouting: "Escape!" ”

Ivan Lema turned his head and ran north, shouting: "Withdraw, brothers, the enemy is too strong!" ”

Cheng Wenlong grabbed the two hands of the man who threw himself off the horse with both hands, and twisted it hard, and the man's hands were twisted off by Cheng Wenlong, and he scolded his mother in pain.

Cheng Wenlong didn't let go of his hands, looked at this person's face and said with a smile: "Being a hero has a price!" ”

After finishing speaking, Cheng Wenlong's hands suddenly let go, and then he looked at this person's two ears with a double peak.

The man felt a hard blow in both ears, and then he couldn't hear anything, and then he felt it was hard to breathe, and blood gushed all over his head.

"Plop" fell to the ground with a bang, and this person's skull was smashed by Cheng Wenlong!

Cheng Wenlong turned his head and saw that Ivan had run far away, and the Willetts behind him followed Ivan piecemeal, fleeing all the way to the north.

Cheng Wenlong looked at Sadamu: "Third brother, bring someone to catch up, if possible, you must kill Ivan!"

Sadamu led the army to the north to chase, and Cheng Wenlong ordered people to clean up the battlefield.

Cheng Wenlong specially explained that he must collect the hair pistols thrown by the Weilit people, he has been thinking about this kind of thing for a long time and hasn't come out, and he doesn't know how these Weilit people did it.

This time, Wei Li was defeated, and the grassland people once again appreciated Cheng Wenlong's methods, such a person, if he wants to unify the grassland, he will come with his hand, and no one will be his opponent.

Cheng Wenlong ordered people to put away the loot, and then took people back, there are dead people everywhere, just leave some people to burn this place.

When everyone returned to Huaxia, Cheng Wenlong didn't say a word but held a big banquet, and they all drank it in a big amount, and they were happy today.

The grassland people drank and talked about Cheng Wenlong.

They felt that Cheng Wenlong was really a man, it was right to follow such a person, and they thought that Cheng Wenlong was going to recruit troops to go to the Central Plains some time ago, and at the moment, many people were moved.

Cheng Wenlong is different from other generals, he treats soldiers as people, not as war machines, grassland people are also people, and no matter how tough a person is, he needs such a general.

Cheng Wenlong enjoyed with the people and drank happily.

But someone didn't drink, like the stereotype.

Chen Gui's eyes lit up when he saw the pistol, and he reached out to pick up two to study.

This firing device had been difficult for a long time, and he wanted to see how the Welts solved it.

Although Cheng Wenlong drank a lot, he was also concerned about the gun, turned his head to look, and didn't see Chen Gui, Cheng Wenlong strode towards Chen Gui's room.

Inside the house.

Chen Gui was in a daze with a disassembled starting gun, and he didn't know that Cheng Wenlong was coming.

"What's wrong with Lao Chen, what are you staying?"

Cheng Wenlong sat down with Chen Gui as he spoke.

Chen Gui saw Cheng Wenlong coming, pointed to the parts of the pistol on the ground and said, "Wenlong, look, these Willetts are so fucking smart!" ”

Cheng Wenlong stretched out his hand and picked up the body of the pistol and looked at it.

The guns were not very long overall, with a trigger under the handle, a stone directly above the trigger, and a hammer next to the trigger, and a long strip of flat iron connecting the trigger to the hammer.

That is to say, if the trigger is not pulled, this long strip of flat iron is blocked on the hammer, pull the trigger, pull the flat iron down, the hammer will lose the block of the flat iron and fall down.

When the hammer falls, it hits the stone right onto it, causing a spark, which ignites the gunpowder and causes it to be launched.

Cheng Wenlong stretched out his hand to pick up the long flat iron that the old rules threw on the ground, smiled and said: "This firing device has been difficult for us for so long, but it was solved by the Weilites so easily!" ”

Stereotype smiled: "Yes, it seems that sometimes it's not a good thing to think about the problem too much!" ”

Cheng Wenlong looked at the complete pistol again, smiled and said: "Actually, we are right, but we can't make it with our current technology, how can this kind of long flat iron have springs that are easy to use, it's just that we can't make springs now!" ”

Chen Gui nodded, this kind of stinging pistol is already a percussive pistol, and he is still lamenting the cleverness of the Weilit people.

Cheng Wenlong stood up and looked at Chen Gui: "Old Chen, can you make it?" ”

Chen Gui looked at Cheng Wenlong: "How can you not make a sample if you have a sample?" If you can't make me stereotyped, I'll be damned! ”

Cheng Wenlong clapped his hands: "Okay, mass-produced, this is a talisman for infantry and cavalry!" ”

After Cheng Wenlong finished speaking, he went out and then played wine with everyone, and the stereotype immediately started to open the picture.

Ivan was sad.

Sitting on his horse and running all the way north, Ivan was heartbroken as he watched the steppe that flew in front of his face.

Hundreds of thousands of Willites' dreams, which have been in business for generations, are all shattered today.

He regretted it, regretted that he was eager for quick success and fell for Cheng Wenlong's tricks.

But now it's too late to regret it, and behind, there are still Sadamu and countless wolf-like grassland soldiers chasing him.

Ivan remembered Maudun's words.

He didn't care about Mao Dun's words, but now he was defeated by Cheng Wenlong with trickery.

If he can wait for Cheng Wenlong to go back and then fight the grassland, who will be his opponent on the grassland?

There was a warning from Mao Dun in front, and a cannon suddenly appeared by Cheng Wenlong in the back.

But he didn't care, thinking that he could take down Cheng Wenlong by his own means, and he wanted to gamble.

Now he lost, and the cost of his loss was the lives of tens of thousands of Willetts, all of whom were good at fighting with him, and died on the grassland without explanation.

And Cheng Wenlong and they have nothing to lose at all, and the more Ivan gets angry, the more he thinks about it, the more he hates it.

Yes, there are more strong players in the strong, and fighting depends on strength, and now Ivan is obviously at a disadvantage.

It's not that Ivan is too weak, but that Cheng Wenlong is too strong.

The Welts who fled for their lives can be regarded as having learned Cheng Wenlong's methods.

Not to mention the defeat of them, they also sent people to chase after them.

This man who led the soldiers to chase them was simply not a person, he chased them all the way, and he chased them as far as you ran, and it seemed that he didn't want to let them go at all.

Yes, Satamu's purpose was precisely to kill Ivan.

But the Willetts didn't fight them at all, but kept fleeing north, apparently trying to flee back to their homeland.

The Williters, who were 200,000 when they came, are now less than 100,000.

Satamu pursued with an army of nearly 300,000 men, and if he did, the Willetts would die.

Therefore, the Willetts are desperately fleeing, and Sadamu is chasing with all their might.

Hundreds of thousands of people, running forward and chasing on the grassland, the grassland was trampled by horses' hooves.

Ivan led the Willetts all the way to the edge of the steppe, and then to the north, it was their hometown, and where they had their birth, where their wives and children were located, and they were afraid that the pursuers behind would follow them into their hometown, and then it would not be them who would die, but probably the whole family.

Therefore, the Welts stopped, and they were going to stop them on the border line.

Seeing that the Willites in front of him had stopped, Sadami also understood the thoughts of the Willites.

They are different from these Virites, whose goal is to kill Ivan, not to slaughter his people, and these Virites think things in their own way.

The Willetts looked coldly at the approaching army of Satamu, and their faces had a sad look.

Sadamu didn't stop, didn't talk, and let the army kill him without anything.

Massacres began on the border line of the steppe.

The Willetts were very fierce, but the steppe soldiers who sprinkled the wood belt were not of a bad breed, so the battle was very tragic.

Satamu and the steppe soldiers quickly gained the upper hand.

The Elite people want to protect their families and defend the country, and they use all the deadly plays.

But the disparity was too great, there were too few of them, and they had no power to fight back in front of the steppe soldiers, who were nearly twice as numerous as them.

Satamu's goal was obvious, and he wanted to kill Ivan.

But the Willetts all protect Ivan, he is the soul of the Willetts, how can he let others kill him.

Therefore, Sadamu can't kill Ivan without killing the last Willett, which makes Sadamu very painful.

Slaughter isn't fun, but sometimes it has to be killed.

Sadamus watched the Willetts fall under the scimitars of the steppe soldiers, and admired the loyalty and courage of these people.

Suddenly, Sardamus felt that something was wrong, and turned his head to look around, but he couldn't see Ivan's shadow at all, this man didn't know where to run!