"What happened? What are you guys running? ”

Conrador peeked out of his tent in embarrassment. He had insomnia and had just fallen asleep. Just when he thought it was going to be a good night's sleep, the sound of gongs and drums outside made him so angry that he almost wanted to hang the bastard who woke him up here on the flagpole!

As a noble man of the Republic of Genoa, Conrado still barely maintained the appearance of a decent person. His face had just been washed and his hair had been combed.

"Newspaper .... Report to the Governor! Colonel Cromodo demanded that all troops immediately attack the Tatar army, which is mired in civil strife! A musketeer who was passing by was embarrassed and quickly reported everything he knew.

Conrado was out of anger at this moment!

"He gave the order, why didn't I know? And all of them? Do gentlemen also have to go to the front line to fight bloodily? ”

"It's like.... It seems like yes. ”

Conrador was ignited by this "yes" and the dynamite called Fury!

"Let him come to me! Immediately! Right away! No delays! ”

"But ......."

"No, but! Go now! I'm so! ”

The passing musketeers hurriedly agreed, and then turned their heads and ran far ahead with their crooked iron helmets. He's going to spend the rest of his meal looking for his Colonel, Cromodo.

Conrado turned his head, the messy tent clearly not satisfying him. The sudden arrival of the Tatars today made the camping seem rather hectic. Many of the orderlies for Sir Conrado had to be dragged out to repair all corners of the camp.

Thinking of this, Conraddo kicked on the blanket!

"Damn inferior! Damn the Tatars! ”

Sitting down, Conrado's mind immediately conjured up Cromador's face full of diligence. There is no substitute for the support given to you by old friends. Thinking of this, Conrado reminisced about the difficult time of starting a business in Sardinia. At that time, he was still a corporal, and he didn't dare to think of himself as a decent person.

"Hey! Come here! ”

Conrado ran to the door and called a passing slave catcher.

"Hurry up and ride after Colonel Cromodor and let him keep his plan intact! If you do, I'll give you twice as much in addition to this Happeron! Conrado's words immediately thrilled the half-breed Tatar, who was not very active! Excitedly, he mounted Conrad's steed and galloped away.

"O my God! Don't bury the fighter plane because of my momentary confusion! Conlado knelt on the blanket he had kicked off, holding the cross around his neck in both hands and praying sincerely.

......

"Dear King! Guilty Joe has been bound to the flagpole by me. Carlo came to Qin Cang, half-knelt on the ground and said.

Qin Cang ignored Carlo who was still kneeling.

When your camp has gradually calmed down, how can there be another shouting of killing?

"The King?" Carlo asked, confused.

"Carlo, did you hear another enemy approaching?" Qin Cang asked.

Immediately, both men fell silent.

The wind blew through the cold field, the high and low shrubs shrunk in the wind, and the vast weeds fell to the ground, as if fleeing the impending war. In the ears of Qin Cang and Carlo, the restless breath and restless sound coming from the wind seemed to point to a problem.

"National ..... King, I'm afraid ......"

"I'm afraid of something! Gather the army! Your front team is still out there! Herald! Herald! Beat the drums of war for me! Blow the trumpet! There is an enemy attack!! ”

Qin Cang kicked over Carlo, and then yelled at the herald at the throat!

"Wait! In case of camp roaring! ......" behind, Bao Yin, who suddenly became forward-looking, wanted to stop Qin Cang.

Of course, Qin Cang knew the consequences of doing this, but if he didn't, what if he really had to be attacked in the camp?

"I can't help it! Let the soldiers mount their horses and kill the enemy! ”

Qin Cang gathered the families of more than 100 clansmen near the camp. There were also some Tatars who consciously ran over. Bao Yin silently followed behind Qin Cang with a knife on his shoulder. They came to the flag.

"Soldiers! Tonight, Qiao Cheng and Qiao Tai'an intend to attack us! These two bastards would rather bow to the thieves of Genoa than sit at the bottom of Lao Tzu!! Damn, this can be endured! ”

Qin Cang dragged Qiao Tai'an out like a dog. Originally, Qin Cang wanted to slaughter this soft bone at the right time, but now it seems that it is too late.

"I can't bear it! I can't bear it! ”

They roared and slapped their shields with their weapons!

They roared, striking the iron armor with both hands!

"So what are you waiting for! Get on the horse for Lao Tzu! Kill!!! Tonight, first take the soft bones and sacrifice the banner of Lao Tzu! ”

Qin Cang quickly pulled out the dagger in his arms, and Huo slashed at the neck of Qiao Tai'an, who looked cowardly and pleading!

Whew!!

Splashes of blood shot on the sassy banner, adding to the desolation of I don't know how much.

Looking up at this big flag, Qin Cang suddenly rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hands to the bottom of the pillar!!

"Ha !!!"

Qin Cangqing's muscles burst out, and his eyes were angry!

The whole banner buried in the ground was pulled up by Qin Cang directly!! A big flag, just pulled out!

Lu Zhishen's posthumous deeds are also recorded, but it is not known whether there is a weeping willow upside down. Now Qin Cang and his party can be compared with the upside-down weeping willows!

"Let's go!"

Qin Cang carried the banner and turned over on his horse!

Qin Cang is in front, Baoyin is on the side! Then nearly 200 light horsemen poured out of the nest!

The cavalry went all the way around the Tatar garrison on the left! Running wildly all the way, more than 100 Tatars followed along the way! Qin Cang's big banner in this dark night, against the backdrop of the torches in the hands of the surrounding cavalry, seemed to have become a huge torch! Attract countless subordinates who recognize this banner!

The Rus' and Tatars followed.

The Qiao clan also picked up swords, spears, and muskets.

And Carlo, he's now rushing back to his station with more than two hundred pikemen!

There, the Italians were in a mess. Some people are scrambling for the belongings left behind by others, ready to flee; Some people shouted that the camp was in chaos, everyone run! Go to the Genoese. Many more are at a loss and are waiting for the decision of the large force.

At this time, Carlo came.

"What are you doing! Pick up your spears! Idiot! ”

The spear in Carlo's hand flapped and sent the group back to their camp. They picked up their spears at Carlo's scolding and reluctantly cleared the bad queue.

In the distance, the enemy was only about a few hundred meters away.

The shouts of killing can already be heard clearly.

That's it!

"Tiger! Tiger! Tiger! ”

Carlo looked sideways, and a big banner that seemed to cover the sky looked so heroic in the light of a circle of fire and in the night with countless dragons and tigers!