"Bastard!" Batur was dumbfounded when he looked at this sudden situation, but he also quickly discovered that the number of enemies in this enemy attack seemed to be small, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Such a few people dare to sneak attack my 100,000 army and look for death!" Hit Lao Tzu and kill them! ”

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!" A low horn sounded, echoing in the valley, a horn seemed to point out the direction to those boats that seemed to have lost their direction in the sea, after all, it was a well-trained army, and soon, under the leadership of their respective leaders, soon the soldiers in the middle turned around, like two huge forces, squeezed towards the middle, for a while, the white pole army that was fighting hard at the waist suddenly increased the pressure, however, in the face of an enemy ten times their own, they were not afraid, a white light flashed, and the silver light shuttled, which was to bring a trace of blood, No stops!

"Haha! Joyfully! Joyfully! Ma Xianglin stabbed to death a young general of the enemy army with a shot, wiped the blood on his face and laughed heartily, "Brothers! Do you dare to follow me to take the head of the Mongolian Tartar and the yellow-haired leader in this army of 100,000?! ”

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" The murderous aura shook the sky, the shouts moved, and the formation changed, and most of Ma Xianglin's white pole soldiers formed a sword formation, killing in the direction where Batur and Preston were, and a bloody road spread, and between the changes in wind and clouds, Batur and Preston were taken aback, "Who are these people?" Are their own soldiers all wooden men in front of them? Just like that, they cut melons and vegetables? ”

"Their weapons are special! And that formation is also very peculiar, very suitable for fighting in such a mountainous terrain! This place is small, and it is night, and there is the attack of hidden arrows in this dense forest, and our army is mainly cavalry, and my musketeers cannot exert their combat power in such a situation! This Ming army is powerful! And how did they know we'd go through this? Ambushed in advance? Preston groaned.

"Is this the time to think about this?" Batur roared, "Your musketeers quickly go ahead and clear the way, and I'll take care of the rest of this!" Batur said.

Preston nodded, didn't talk nonsense, organized his own army in front and quickly marched forward, while Batur commanded the Jungar soldiers to kill the white pole soldiers in the middle, trying to annihilate this small army in one fell swoop, while on the other side, two pairs of eyes were secretly staring at what was happening here.

"Vice Governor Qin! Over to you! Mu Qiyuan opened the enemy road that had been broken into two sections, and was originally going to let Zhu Xieyuan lead the army, but Zhu Xieyuan still shirked and let Mu Qiyuan come.

Although the soldiers under his command are mainly soldiers from the Yunnan-Guizhou region, and they are not as easy as those of the white pole army, after all these years of running-in, Qin Liangyu is still very confident, and then hugged his fists and said: "The last general will take the order!" ”

"That's right! The enemy has firearms! Stay safe, Vice Governor Qin! Mu Qiyuan instructed.

"Governor Xie cares! But they also need to have the strength to use this firearm! Qin Liangyu said with a smile, although Mu Qiyuan and Zhu Xieyuan were the governors of the left and right respectively, they were still used to being called governors.

"Haha! That's right! That's right! Mu Qiyuan laughed, looking at the scene of this Jin Ge Iron Horse, he felt that everything before seemed to be like an illusion, the palace incident ended in the end when the prince pacified Yunnan, and he was still entrusted with the important task by His Majesty the Emperor, and now he is like his ancestors who fought for the Ming Dynasty and guarded one side, and his heart was inevitably full of pride, and at the same time, he was also grateful to Zhu Xieyuan for the affirmation and help he secretly gave him, "For the sake of the Ming Dynasty!" This battle will be won! He was secretly determined.

On the mountain road, between the forest roads, the killing continued, but inadvertently in Batur's army, they seemed to ignore the thicker and thicker fog, the bloody mist slowly spread, drowning all the soldiers, the figure gradually blurred, faintly only saw the flickering of the fire in the fog and the cold glow of the road, soon, Batur's soldiers felt that they had suddenly lost their strength, and fell softly, the moment they fell to the ground, a touch of cold light followed, and a fiery heart burst instantly, fast, accurate, ruthless, The color of blood made the mist seem to gradually turn blood red.

"What's going on?" Soon, the soldiers who fell down as quickly as rice blown by the wind, Batur's army immediately sensed that something was wrong, the dead comrades and the thick black cloth wrapped around the face of the white pole army at this time, they finally noticed a trace of abnormality, but everything seemed to be a little late, as the fog rose, in the middle of the gap between them and the Preston army, another Ming army came out of the woods, fiercely blocked their way, and the leader rode in the lead, bravely killing Batur's position"Kill!" Daming Wansheng! ”

"Daming Wansheng!" "Daming Wansheng!" "Daming Wansheng!" The shouting and killing sound was loud again, the situation at this time seemed to be the opposite of just now, the two sides who were squeezed came to an exchange, Batur suddenly had an urge to vomit blood, and Preston, who had gone far away on the other side, also noticed the situation in the rear, and hurriedly led the army to the meeting, but soon they also felt strange, the slightly weaker soldier couldn't help but have a weak leg, and lay directly on the ground, and was stepped on by the soldiers in the rear, and his life was whimpering, extremely miserable, "You don't have to go!" Just stay here! A shout was heard, and then, under Preston's astonished gaze, another Ming army appeared in their sight, and before they could react, the Ming army was overwhelmingly slaughtered at them, and a slaughter began again.

"Moros, you lead the army to resist! I led the army to aid Batur and then left together! Otherwise, we'll all have to fold here! Preston ordered quickly.

"Good! This damn Ming people! This mist is poisonous! Moros said hatefully.

"It's the same as the Ming army! Cover yourself with a wet cloth for the time being! Kill! Time is running out! "Preston had some hard time, and he was very uncomfortable with the poison gas getting into his body.

"Kill!" Moros roared, the soldiers of the Romanov dynasty discarded their firearms, drew their swords at their waists and rushed towards their enemies, the two armies collided together like two huge flames, with a roar of killing, at this time, no matter which country or who, there was a belief in the hearts of all people, that is, victory, survival.

Tonight, this valley, this forest, is destined to be an extraordinary bloody night。。。。。。