The first tornado begins at the end of the Wanderer

"What are you doing stupidly? Hurry up and kill the Tartars! ”

Zhao Dayou shouted angrily, and hurriedly swung his knife to block the Tartar Niulu's powerful move. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yu Youhan was the object of his attention, and Qi Shou had an explanation before the battle.

After seeing him slash and kill a Tartar, the people froze, knowing that this was the common reaction of the newcomers on the battlefield.

Yu Youhan came back to his senses and glanced at Zhao Dayou gratefully, if it weren't for him, he would have become a dead man.

It seems that there is still too much to learn and adapt, and there is still a gap with the veterans.

Pulling out the embroidered spring knife from the Tartar, Yu Youhan didn't say a word, and stabbed the Tartar Niulu in the waist.

On the battlefield, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't play them. And simple and effective slashing is the best killing move on the battlefield.

The Tartar Niu Lu, who was blocking Zhao Dayou's chopping, was caught off guard and let Yu Youhan succeed.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

As soon as Yu Youhan succeeded, he no longer showed mercy, and with a hard stirring of his hands, Tartar Niulu fell off the horse in pain, and was trampled into mud by the galloping war horses in an instant.

Qin Haoming is also a newcomer to the Cold Weapon Battlefield, and at this time he is leading five hundred Ming soldiers as a reserve force, so he is fortunate to be able to fully appreciate and observe the fierce battle process.

The cavalry battle was the most brutal, with thousands of horses passing by in an instant, and thousands of spears and knives shuttling like weaving.

The cavalry was all struck by when they were brushing their bodies, and there was basically no time to make a second move.

The whole battlefield situation was very powerful to the officers and men of the Tianxiong Army, mainly because their horses were running.

And the cavalry of the Tartars was tightly compressed into a space of one or two square kilometers in a radius of one or two square kilometers, and there was no way to make the war horses run.

The high-speed kinetic energy of the war horse can drive the power of the weapon, and a single stab has the force of hundreds of catties.

One by one, the Tartars were pierced through the armor by the long knives and spears of the Tianxiong Army, and their bodies were pierced by the tips of the spears, and they were thrown into the sky by the force of the inertia of the guns.

When the dead body hit the ground, it was immediately trampled by the war horse.

After the Tianxiong Army was over, the place where the flesh and blood had just been flying on the battlefield was immediately set aside a vacant space.

A moment ago, it was black soil, but now it was covered with hundreds of corpses of people and horses, but most of them were Tartars.

Most of the corpses were no longer shapeless, like a mass of meat sauce mixed with bright red blood, stirred with the black earth forever.

The scene was so tragic that it was unbearable to see.

In this battle, it is to attack unpreparedness by surprise, to the elite against the elite, and to fight more and less, even if the Tartars are brave, but they are also powerless to return to the sky, naturally the Ming soldiers won a complete victory.

It's just that in the panic, many of the captive people of the Ming Dynasty either died under the arrows, or were trampled to death by war horses, and some Tartars saw that there was no way to escape, so they simply killed people to vent their anger.

Although Qin Haoming looked sad and angry, he was also helpless.

"Attack! Don't take prisoners! ”

Although the cavalry battle is fierce, it is also the easiest to arouse the blood in the hearts of men.

Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Qin Haoming couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart, sat on his war horse, and rushed towards the battlefield.

There are occasionally some fish that slip through the net on the battlefield, Qin Haoming carried the speed of the war horse, and the tip of the extended embroidered spring knife pierced into the throat of the dodging tartars everywhere, and with a slight turn, a blood hole and blood water came out of the knife.

The Tartars were no longer able to organize an effective attack, and fifty or sixty Zhengbai Banner people gathered around Abotai, but they were surrounded by the soldiers of the Tianxiong Army.

A living Tartar is more valuable than a dead Tartar, and the soldiers of the Tianxiong Army understand this.

"It's a fucking good fight, I can't imagine that these dog Tartars have today."

Seeing Qin Haoming coming all the way over, Zhang Songrong grinned and laughed.

He is a martial artist, bold and cheerful, and uninhibited.

In addition, this great battle feat is about to fall on the head, and anyone will laugh.

Some people rejoice and some people grieve!

Abottai's mood was mixed, thinking that a full fifteen hundred elite clansmen were served in one pot, he couldn't help but feel sad, and his sturdy body suddenly became rickety.

When can the Han people become so fierce, if the Han people in the world are like this, he is a little afraid to imagine the consequences.

"General Zhang, it's better to solve it all immediately, we have to buy time now."

Qin Haoming didn't have any compassion, and saw the Tartars clustered around their Jia La, and there were a few white tooth lamas among them.

These people are all experienced in a hundred battles, but they are the elite of the Manchu Tartars, and it can be said that they are all stained with the blood of the Han people.

As a nationalist of the Han Dynasty, he had a chill on his face and whispered to Zhang Songrong.

"Good! According to Qin Xiucai's words. ”

Zhang Songrong's face flashed with a trace of reluctance, after all, the real merit of capturing a Jia La's forehead alive can be called a monstrous achievement. But remembering that all this was planned by others, he resolutely agreed to it.

is a man, he can resist the temptation of glory and wealth, and the credit in his hand will be thrown away, Qin Hao secretly admired.

"Keep the distance, put the shield on the rack, don't let them get away with them, send them on their way as soon as possible."

Zhang Songrong acted very sophisticated, and was afraid that the Tartars would trap the beast and cause unnecessary casualties, so he arranged it very properly.

A rain of arrows rained down on the remaining Tartars with a flame of vengeance, and under the blows of such long-range weapons, personal prowess had no effect.

The screams of the Tartar before his death made Qin Haoming listen to it very beautifully, and history finally opened a different chapter at this moment.

"Boyu, this place is handed over to you, be sure to clean it and leave no traces."

Lu Xinrong is responsible for the aftermath of the work, burying corpses, treating the seriously wounded, cutting off tartar heads, transferring property, etc., and he is busy.

Lu Xinrong nodded and bowed in agreement, with a hint of ruthlessness on his face.

This time, 1,500 Manchu Tartars of the Zhengbai Banner were exterminated, and the Tianxiong Army also suffered more than 400 casualties, and more than 500 people were wounded.

In such a favorable situation, it shows that there is still a certain gap between the combat effectiveness of the Tianxiong Army and the Manchu Tartars in the field battle.

But everyone in the Tianxiong Army is extremely satisfied, a rare victory!

It's really the force of the Tartars that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, haven't you heard of it, there are no more than 10,000 people, and more than 10,000 can't be defeated?

Therefore, for the formulator of this plan, Qin Xiucai, everyone in the Tianxiong Army admired it so much.

"The seriously injured stay, the minor injuries do not get out of the line of fire, everyone will continue to work hard to fight for the next city."

Zhang Songrong shouted loudly at the soldiers of the Tianxiong Army.

People do not unarmour, horses do not unsaddle, and quick flashes are the combat goals set before.

"No!" The soldiers of the Tianxiong Army replied with momentum.

Victory is the source of confidence, and it is also an honor to be able to kill captives and make meritorious contributions on the battlefield with blood.

There is no shortage of people in China who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but there is also no shortage of hot-blooded men who sacrifice their lives for righteousness!