"Phew!" Tearing off the red cloth covering his face and spitting on the ground hard, Li Yan and Xu Pengju faced three Japanese robbers and prepared to fight. "It's all the fucking trouble you caused!"

Hearing this, Xu Pengju scolded angrily: "His little master is mine, let's cut them together!" ”

Xu Peng raised the knife in his hand, wiped his chin, and rushed straight up.

Seeing this, Li Yan didn't dare to slack off, for fear that Xu Pengju would make a mistake, so he also raised his knife and stepped forward.

Xu Pengju doesn't look at the usual shape, but his knife skills are more than one step stronger than Li Yan, and he doesn't forget to laugh at Li Yan while blocking left and right.

"It's hard to cut a girl with your second-rate knife technique!"

Hearing this, Li Yan's face turned red, and then he was furious.

"Fart! Look whose wives are like Tartars! ”

"Your fiancée."

Li Yan: "......"

Well, there are not many people who can talk and laugh like this between life and death, and it is rare to be able to treat Mongolian Tatars as nothing like Li Yan and Xu Pengju.

As if sensing the neglect of the two people in front of them, the three Tatars each scolded and continued to attack the two.

The Tartar scimitar was light and suitable for close combat, and under the resistance of the left and right, the Xiuchun knife in Li Yan's hand was actually cut out of a few gaps.

"Damn!" Li Yan scolded secretly and continued to parry, seeing this, Xu Pengju on the side hurriedly came over to help.

"Jie Ji ......," a Tartar who was already drenched in blood scolded and slashed at Xu Peng, who came to help.

"Huh?" Xu Pengju dodged sideways and slashed the Tartar in the stomach. After the sound of the sword cutting through the flesh, there was blood.

Looking at the Tatar who was slowly falling, Xu Pengju obviously didn't expect that he could kill him with his own hands.

"Hahaha...... Ahh Li Yan, you...... Die! Xu Peng didn't finish his words, and dodged to split the sword that was erected by another wolf.

Li Yan, who was on the side with another widow, turned dark. "Uncle, curse me?"

"I ...... Didn't curse you! Xu Pengju replied with difficulty.

"Hey!" Seeing that he couldn't resist it, Li Yan bent down and lay on the ground directly with his back on the ground, and the widow was stunned for a moment, taking advantage of this moment, Li Yan directly tripped the Tatar in front of him with a sweep of his legs, and then stood the knife underneath very unelegantly.

"Poof!" The tartar was pierced with a chill.

Before "......" died, the Tatar raised his hand and opened his mouth full of bloody words, as if he was unwilling.

Seeing that another teammate had died, the last remaining Tatar of the three gave up the stalemate with Xu Pengju and slowly took a few steps back.

Seeing this, Li Yan and Xu Pengju leaned together and followed directly.

"Hmph......" Xu Pengju snorted coldly, and for some reason he suddenly looked indignant. I heard that you have harmed many women from good families in my Ming Dynasty, bah, you are more arrogant than the little master, so I went to a brothel! ”

After speaking, Xu Pengju and Li Yan glanced at each other, turned their heads to look at the only remaining Tatar, and their faces were not good.

"Make a bet, whoever kills him first, will a thousand taels of silver dare?" Li Yan blinked his eyes and said suddenly.

"Bet on it, no one has ever survived under the knife!" Xu Pengju agreed.

Suddenly, the only remaining Tatar turned into a fat sheep in the eyes of the two, and Li Yan and Xu Pengju were butchers who were preparing to sharpen their knives.

The Tatar soldier also saw that the two had bad intentions, and now he was the only one left, and his expression was a little unnatural, and he saw it when the first two accomplices died, and it was too damn aggrieved......

Without waiting for this Tatar to think about it, Li Yan and Xu Pengju's knives had already come to him.

The two of them scolded while waving knives and slashing.

"Aren't you amazing? What a move! ”

"Aren't you amazing? Fight back! ”

"Aren't you a Tatar? But shouting Black Murisai Khan? ”

"Black Muzhisai Khan?" I didn't understand the other words, and Tatar was stunned when he heard Li Yan shouting this.

"Aha, die!" Seeing this, Li Yan swung out a knife, and the Tatar soul returned to hate, and before he died, he was still thinking about why this guy in front of him knew...... Black Muri Saihan?

"Black Muzhisai...... What the?? Xu Pengju was stunned to the side, and his upper body still maintained the posture of waving a knife.

"Hey...... Don't meddle in the affairs of adults and children. ”

Li Yan laughed, turned around and left, still muttering a thousand taels of silver in his mouth.

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Over there, the battlefield was also cleaned up quickly, and Xu Li, the Duke of Wei, also had a lot of blood on his armor, and he was standing there panting.

Seeing that Li Yan was coming, Xu Li stood up. "Annihilation."

Two words, but full of helplessness.

Li Yan looked at Xu Li and shook his head. "We won this battle."

Xu Li's eyes lit up. "Win?"

"Yes, not only won the Tatars, but also won the hearts of the army!"

"Hahaha" Xu Li smiled heartily and burst into tears. "If I have a few more young people like you, why should I be worried?"

"By the way, what about my bastard grandson?" Xu Li suddenly asked uncertainly. He ...... Didn't get hurt, did you? ”

When the Tatars came, Xu Li only cared about this side, and he didn't know that Xu Pengju only joined the battle after gambling money, so he remembered to worry.

"He, he just lost a thousand taels of silver, and he is reflecting on it over there." Li Yan pointed to the place where the two of them had killed the Tatars just now.

Xu Li jumped to his feet at the time: "My temper ......!" ”

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Xu Li angrily returned to the Chinese military tent, Li Yan glanced at Xu Peng sympathetically, Old Master Xu's violent temper, it is certain that the fate of the little grandfather is not much better than those Tatars......

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After the war, statistics have come out, and in this battle, more than 800 Tatars were annihilated and more than 1,000 soldiers died.

"Zhao Shun, my guard ...... How's it going? ”

Li Yan asked Zhao Shun, who came to ask for guilt.

did not protect Li Yan well, let Li Yan personally take risks, Zhao Shun knelt on the ground for a long time and refused to get up.

Li Yan didn't mean to blame Zhao Shun, Zhao Shun was also scarred, the battlefield was changing rapidly, and it was not easy for Zhao Shun to survive.

"My lord, there are one hundred and twelve people in the guard, except for the scribes who stayed in the hundred households, there are actually one hundred and eleven people, and now there are ...... left" Speaking of this, Zhao Shun, an iron-clad man, knelt on the ground and cried.

"Go on." Li Yanqiang held back the pain in his heart and shouted hard.

"Now that's all that...... Seventy-eight people. ”

Hearing this number, Li Yan slowly closed his eyes, was silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Order, whether life or death, each brother is twenty taels, and the sacrificed brothers will be added fifty taels, and we will take care of their relatives in the future." ”

"Thank you...... My lord! The little one is here to kowtow to your dead brother! Zhao Shun cried and retreated.

After Zhao Shun went out, Li Yan instantly sat down on the ground, and only stood up with the table and chair in the middle of the day, and poured a glass of wine with trembling hands.

"Respectfully...... Ladies and gentlemen. Li Yan picked up the wine and slowly sprinkled it on the ground.

The wine is in the ground, and the heroic soul sleeps forever.