Chapter 402: The Wrath of a Strong Man

The two sides are entangled to death, Rao is a battle-hardened Tartar, in the face of crowded large-scale close combat, but also like the stunned young people who are first in the war, their good at riding and shooting skills are difficult to deploy, and they want to drop their weapons and have a wrestler duel with their bare hands.

On the contrary, the Ming army is as agile as an ape, always able to move left and right in the crowd, find gaps and attack, and kill with one blow!

But outside the encirclement, the huge horse lance whistled and fluttered; Among the insiders, the short knife that was still a foot long was shining coldly. The Ming army only needed to block the internal attack for a while, and the Tartar thieves had already suffered more than half of the casualties.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing! I finally understood that this set of tactics created by King Yue of the Ming Dynasty was tailor-made for the grassland warriors!

There is an illusion in the brain: the realistic scene seems to penetrate the thick smoke and clouds of history, going back to the Han and Tang dynasties, under the call of blood, the Han family is brave and abnormal, although it is far away, there seems to be no power between heaven and earth that can be its edge!

also looked up to the sky and howled, and when the whistle stopped, the face of the grassland hero was faintly lonely.

Hundreds of Tartar thieves sensed that their general trend had gone, and immediately crowded around Yexian, desperately breaking through.

"Kill!"

Wang Lie moved to the battlefield on the east side, and wanted to cut off the way first.

"Where to run!"

Jing Yunfei held a spear, picked down two Tartar thieves one after another, stabbed a gap in the iron bucket array, and caught a glimpse of Ye Xian among the people.

But when he saw the spear carrying the wind and thunder rolling towards the crowd, sticking to the thick armor of a Tartar thief, he instantly arrived only a foot away from the waist and abdomen of Yexian.

"Whew!"

The Tartar thieves on both sides of Yexian had already taken precautions, and the two big swords moved forward in unison, and then they picked it hard, and the front end of the spear suddenly swung upward. The strength of these two Tartar thieves was extremely strong, and when they joined forces, Jing Yunfei's clenched spear almost fell off.

"Death to the boy!"

was also furious first, rode the horse closer, and used full strength to slash Jing Yunfei's waist and abdomen with a knife. Jing Yunfei was in the midst of losing his strength, when he saw the scimitar slashing, he frustrated his waist and avoided it, but he couldn't dodge, but after hearing the sharp whistle, Jing Yunfei's body flew up from the horse's back and floated out a foot away.

With a "bang", where Jing Yunfei fell, the snow and dust flew, and a string of red blood stains sprayed on the snow-white ground, which made people feel shocked at a glance.

Zhu Qiming rushed to the ground, hurriedly glanced at Jing Yunfei on the ground, his nose was sour, and a sense of guilt surged in his heart.

Aunt, it's all Qi Ming's carelessness!

The next moment, he swept his eyes towards Yu Kou, and through the gaps between the pieces of iron armor, he finally caught Ye Xian's figure.

In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of heavily armed cavalry guarding Yexian had broken seven horses, and the remaining nearly a hundred Tartar thieves desperately resisted, and finally stood out first.

Zhao Guotai led hundreds of elite soldiers and Zhang Yu and other Xun Qi disciples to rush forward and entangle this group of Tartar thieves.

But when he saw a white horse galloping towards him, he crossed the crowd and burst into the heart of the captive array, and then a pleasant sword roared, and the sword glowing with blue light struck directly at Yexian's waist and abdomen.

The two Waratluxes repeated their old skills and tried to use their broadswords to pick off the sword, but in the face of the fierce sword momentum, the two broadswords were too cumbersome. But seeing that the sword changed direction in an instant, with the help of the momentum of the war horse, the blade of the sword touched the necks of the two Tartar thieves as fast as lightning.

Kan Kan avoided the blood pillar gushing out, Zhu Qiming turned the horse's head, and took the sword straight first.

The formation of the Tartar thieves was out of order, and the staggered men and horses blocked the way of Yexian, and when the sound of the sword whistled from behind him, he hurriedly turned around, raised his scimitar, and fought hard to block it.

With a slight sound, the scimitar was instantly broken in two, and then the sword sank rapidly, like a melon, and the thick armor on its body was separated from it and scattered on the horse's back, revealing a crumpled robe. And the thick armor that the mount wore first also cracked open, and a string of blood splashed out of it.

The war horse neighed, galloped in pain, and ran out of the crowd again with its load.

"This king has let you die today without a place to be buried!"

Zhu Qiming followed him like a shadow, and the shocking blue light flashed again. A Tartar thief rushed in and paid the price of his head in a different place, and Daiya was the first to bear the sharp blow of the sword.

"Bang ······"

The sound of dense firecrackers sounded in the distance, and needless to say, the eight hundred divine machine men had begun to ambush the six thousand Tartar thieves in danger.

Everything is as Zhu Qiming preached, all the strategies are so meticulous, in Zhu Qiming's dictionary, it seems that the word "omission" cannot be found!

I couldn't help but be stunned, at this moment, a trace of heroic twilight sadness floated in the mind of the grassland hero. He reined in his horse and set it there, hoping that an inescapable doom would come soon.

Five lone Tartar thieves gathered in front of Yexian one after another, forming a slightly thin human wall.

But hearing the shouts, countless Ming troops rushed forward, and the first person was Zhu Qiming, who was dressed in silver armor.

Kill it first, and the pattern of the northern border will be completely overturned! This thought occupied Zhu Qiming's entire mind, and after a while, the blue light on the blade of the sword suddenly flashed.

"The emperor is here, King Yue shouldn't stop quickly!"

The Emperor? Zhu Qiming was shocked, lowered his horse's speed, and stopped a few feet away from Yexian. All the soldiers of the Ming army were stationed on their horses and were stunned.

Following the prestige, I saw a gorgeous carriage parked on a high ground half a mile away, and Xining was waving at the side of the car.

Xining? "Thief!"

Zhu Qiming let out a low roar, and his face was immediately distorted, and after a long time, he stabilized his mind and looked up at the situation around the carriage.

About a thousand Tartar thieves gathered around the carriage, with only a slit in front of it, so that the people here could see the splendid carriage.

Xining returned to the carriage and slowly lifted the curtain, but saw that the person in the carriage lowered his head, although he was wearing regular clothes, his figure was so familiar, who was it if he was not the emperor!

Ten Tartars drew their swords and dismounted and approached the carriage, their eyes shining with a fierce light.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the Ming army didn't know what to do, and turned their heads to look at Zhu Qiming one after another.

Don't look up! Don't talk! The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is a strange commodity to live in, no matter whether he is alive or dead, the Tartar thieves are reluctant to take the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!

Zhu Qiming secretly chattered to the carriage, hoping that the emperor would not be surprised. Thinking of the humiliation of the emperor being held hostage, he couldn't help but think of the warrior who had just fought bloodily, so he turned back to search for Jing Yunfei's figure.

I hope Jing Yunfei's blood will not be shed in vain!

Zhang Yu seemed to read Zhu Qiming's thoughts, and said hurriedly: "Your Highness, rest assured, Jing Yunfei is seriously injured, but there is no danger of his life, General Xu and others have already given him medicine, and now Jing Yunfei can speak." ”

Zhu Qiming was overjoyed when he heard this, turned his head and stared coldly, and said secretly: This king will never accept coercion! If you kill you, others will still release the emperor and show favor to Daming, in order to leave a way for themselves to live in the bitter cold land!

was about to let the horse pass, when suddenly, a shout came from the side of the carriage: "King Yue, you have always been reckless, and you have not changed so far." Don't hurry up and stop the troops! ”

"Whew!"

Zhu Qiming roared angrily, and his chest was almost burned through with anger. He couldn't understand why he was so angry at the moment.

The sound of hooves resumed, Zhu Qiming opened his angry eyes, and rushed towards Yexian with his sword, but saw that Sen Ran's murderous aura rose with the blue light.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the five Tartar thieves also rushed towards the carriage first.

Suddenly, a figure flickered, and a red horse rushed in obliquely, and the rider was a woman, dressed in full costume, like a bride.