The first tornado begins at the end of the Wanderer

His years of fighting career had made Abatai very alert, and he woke up at the first loud noise. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

didn't have time to get dressed, one turned over and rushed out of the account wrapped in a leather jacket, shouting at the soldiers on duty and asking, "What's the situation?" ”

"It looks like an enemy attack!"

The incident happened suddenly, and the soldiers were also confused, and they still had to find out the specific situation.

As soon as the words fell, a loud bang sounded again, as if it was exploding around him.

Several people fell to the ground by the shaking of the surface, and this time Abatai could see clearly, as if there had been an explosion in the stable.

In an instant, a cold sweat came out of Abatai's back, and then his scalp was numb, and his heart fell into a bottomless abyss.

It must have been Minggou who did something in the tent.

His mind was still fully conscious, and then there was a loud bang, and Abatai could see the stump of the Golden Warrior's severed arm, with blood splattering everywhere in the air.

At this time, it has nothing to do with combat effectiveness, and in the successive explosions, the Tartars have no power to fight back.

Many of the Tartars were killed and shocked to death while still asleep, but many more were injured and wounded, and let out bursts of wails that demoralized the whole team.

"Tell Niu Lu to lead the team to prevent Ming Gou from rushing to the camp next."

Abatai is also a long-time soldier, and immediately ordered his own soldiers, and he has a long-term combat advantage against Ming, and he still wants to die and struggle.

After saying that, he ran to the inner room, trying to put on his clothes and armor.

"Hurry up, it's up to you to win or lose."

The first explosion sounded, and Yang Lukai immediately commanded one hundred and fifty soldiers to quickly lay wooden planks, erect flying bridges, and remove the horses.

Before the Tartars in the barracks could react, the roaring hooves of horses in the distance came roaring, but it was the Ming soldiers led by Qi Gang who had already taken the lead to kill.

"Enemy attack!"

"Ming Dog Robbery Camp!"

"Mokol!"

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The panicked shouts were followed by soldiers in full armor like headless flies, shouting to relatives, friends, or superiors.

In the night, once the army collapses, the soldiers will not be able to find the generals, they will not be able to find the soldiers, and the panic will be magnified several times.

In addition, if you can't see it really in the night, it will make people feel that the wind is loud and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

Morale is lost, the army is absent, there is no organization of officers, there is no unified order, and no matter how elite the soldiers are, they are only lambs to the slaughter.

Qin Haoming and Qi Gang's first cavalry officers of the Ming Army, together with the embroidered spring knife in their hands were like the sickle of death, harvesting the heads of the Tartars.

There are even times when there is no need to use a knife, and the high-speed galloping war horse with strong kinetic energy knocks the Tartar into a skeleton that falls apart, and the whole person flies in the air, nowhere to be found.

The soldiers of the Tianxiong Army ran out of the firearms in their hands, then drew their waist knives and slashed at the heads of the Tartars who were scattered in all directions.

Within a radius of several kilometers, the firelight was galloping, and everywhere there were the sound of galloping horses' hooves, the shouts of pursuit, and the screams of the Tartars before they died......

The barracks of the Tartars seemed to have become a human slaughterhouse, slaughtering the lives of the Tartars.

Qin Haoming's whole body was covered in blood, and his face was full of evil energy, like a hellish Shura.

The waist knife in his hand waved tirelessly, and the screams of the Tartar wailed everywhere made him mesmerized.

Those who commit the great Han Tianwei will be punished even if they are far away!

So it should be!

Qin Haoming's strategy was very simple, leading the team to disperse them when they saw people gathered, so that the Tartars could not form an effective resistance at all.

Occasionally, a few strong and fierce Tartars were also crushed into blood foam under the iron cavalry of the Ming army, and remained in the land of the Ming Dynasty forever.

In particular, the addition of Lu Xiangsheng's 3,000 Ming soldiers was like the last straw that crushed the camel.

For more than 4,000 days, the soldiers of the Xiong Army descended the mountain like fierce tigers, chasing and killing the fleeing Tartars everywhere.

The Tartars had neither the intention nor the ability to resist, and fled in all directions with their heads in their hands.

Smoke billowed into the sky from the entire camp, and Abatai's face turned pale, and he had no strength in his hands and feet.

In this case, Abatai has great ability, and it is impossible to gather the rout to resist.

With the support of his own soldiers, he reluctantly mounted his war horse and ran for his life, hoping to escape from this hell on earth.

But how can it be so easy?

Abatai's personal soldiers are all white, well-equipped, and superb in martial arts, and the average Ming army soldiers are really not their opponents.

Hundreds of Tartars soon gathered around him, and they rushed out to kill them.

It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to sell the name of the overlord!

Qin Haoming saw that the battlefield had basically been controlled by Lu Xiangsheng, shouted to Qi Gang, and led the soldiers of the Tianxiong Army, who were the first to participate in the massacre, to chase down the remnants of Abatai.

In the southeast of Zhao County, in the camp of the Tatars, the sky gradually brightened.

After a night of fighting, the shouting gradually became quieter.

The battalion has been completely reduced to ashes.

On this night, about five or six thousand Tartars were slaughtered, more than two thousand were taken prisoner, and the rest fled.

About 2,000 Tartar captives were disarmed and sat on the ground in piles, staring blankly and motionless.

There are soldiers of the Tianxiong Army around who are waiting for them to come out of their sheaths and guns, and as long as they see the slightest abnormal movement, they will immediately shoot an arrow at them.

Lu Xiangsheng rode on a horse and commanded the rest of the Tianxiong army officers and soldiers to clear the scattered tartars that had slipped through the net and clean up the battlefield.

Except for the necessary personnel and some cavalry to guard the prisoners, he was sent out to hunt down.

As for the fleeing Tartar, he didn't pay attention at all.

How could these exhausted stragglers escape the pursuit of cavalry on the vast Hebei Plain?

Even this bitter cold weather is afraid that they will freeze to death.

What's more, with Qin Xiucai personally robbing and killing outside, Lu Xiangsheng was quite relieved.

In the distance, Yang Guozhu took the foot soldiers and people of Zhao County to help clean up the battlefield with a smile.

Great victory! Amazing victory!

In Mr. Yang's heart, there was infinite surprise and admiration.

More than 4,000 soldiers of the Tianxiong Army, all 10,000 Blue Flag Tartars, what kind of merit is this?

Before that, who can imagine?

How do you know that Qin Haoming is just a showman, born out of thin air, and defeated in a battle.

More than 10,000 elite Tartars are as vulnerable as crumbling dogs under him!

Eat with dogs, eat meat with wolves!

Such heroes must be closely followed.

Qin Haoming is in Yang Guozhu's heart, and he is already a character who must be befriended, and he must not be offended in the slightest.

The morning mist was kind, as if it was drizzling in the sky.

Hitting people's bodies makes people feel shocked.

But this is for the Ming soldiers, fleeing in front, where can the Tartars who lack clothes and armor have such leisure.

The sound of killing was everywhere, and the hundreds of Tartars who were being pursued behind them were terrified.

Under the arrow blow of the Ming soldiers, from time to time someone fell off the horse, and was immediately trampled by the fast Ming cavalry, and his life was whined!

But even so, the officers and men of the Tianxiong Army, under the leadership of Qin Haoming, did not stop at all.

Abatai looked at the Ming soldiers who were chasing more and more anxiously behind him, and couldn't help but feel sad.

Thinking of him Abatai, a young soldier, a golden iron horse all his life, strong martial arts, and decades of the Ming Dynasty, how could he have been chased like a lost dog, and he couldn't live in fear?