"Report!"

After Zhu Qiming returned to the cemetery, he saw a horse galloping over, "His Royal Highness King Yue, twenty miles away due north, there are more than 2,000 Tartar thieves marching in the direction of Longshan. ”

Whew, this news was nothing less than a military order, and in an instant, hundreds of guards got on their horses and lined up to get ready.

"Longshan?" Ouyang Tong stroked his beard, "I heard that there are six large and small villages in the Longshan area, and that Ah Xiang is in Donghe Village among them. Could it be that this group of Tartars wants to go over there and plunder? ”

Zhu Qiming's mind is turning, and now the situation is changing, he will not put only two thousand Tartar thieves in his eyes, only worried that a large number of Tartar thieves will cross the border and be tempted, if these two thousand Tartar thieves are just forwards, and there is a large army following behind, he will not deal with it properly, and if he is a little poor, it will lead to disastrous consequences!

The distance between the enemy and the enemy was extremely close, and the situation was intolerable, and with the deep impression left by the study of the "Seven Strategies for Pingyu", he knew the mountains and rivers of this place well, and after a little thought, he made a decisive decision.

"Ouyang Changshi quickly returned to the camp, ordered Tang Ji and Wang Lie to lead the army north, more than 40 miles north from the east bank of Longmen River, there is a pass, and ordered the two of them to choke the pass, monitor the movement there, and if they encounter an army of Tartar thieves, immediately send someone to report it!"

"Yes."

Ouyang Tong took the more than ten guards who accompanied him and left.

"Someone!" Zhu Qiming summoned a guard, "Hurry up and send an order to Donghe Village, and order Shi Feng to lead the army to detour left and right, listen to the king's orders, and wait for the opportunity to raid the flank of the two thousand Tartar thieves." ”

"Yes!"

Zhu Qiming waved his hand violently, and five hundred guards instigated their war horses and ran in the northwest direction.

After only a few moments, the five hundred horsemen came to a fan-shaped plain, where the two thousand Tartar thieves must pass through to the six villages of Longshan.

Le Ma lined up the formation, Zhu Qiming looked back, and his eyes swept over the faces of the guards. These people are all veterans who have been in battle for a long time, and they have a strong desire to fight at the moment, and their eyes are all flashing with excitement.

It was already early noon, the day was in the sky, and the first snow that had accumulated on the earth after the beginning of winter began to melt, and the crystal light and shadow shook everywhere. A gentle breeze blows through the snowy fields, bringing a relaxing and tranquil moment.

Suddenly, the earth began to tremble slightly, and the sound of unhurried hooves drifted from afar, and the sound of chatter and laughter reflected the state of mind of the Tartar thief at this moment: this rich land is a paradise where we can wreak havoc!

In the face of fierce Tartar thieves, they will form a formation to resist the enemy or die for life, and retreat from the battle will definitely die! If you want to reduce the cost of casualties, the only correct choice is to defend and attack, and take it by surprise and attack it unprepared.

Zhu Qiming pulled out his sword and decisively issued an order, and the five hundred horsemen and horses accelerated all the way until they galloped like a roar.

A rain of arrows scattered, and in an instant, more than a dozen Tartar thieves fell from their horses, and the entire Tartar cavalry suddenly fell into chaos, inadvertently exposing their leader.

Capture the thief and capture the king first! A burly sergeant held a bright horse lance, straight to the enemy chieftain, between the lightning and flint, bang, the sound of bone cracking, the leader's figure swinged high, before falling to the ground, the frightened eyes opened wide, reflected in the dazzling sunlight, the terrifying atmosphere was rendered to the extreme.

After a burst of screams, the entire Tartar cavalry retreated like a tide, and suddenly, a giant man brandished a rare cross knife and rushed out of the crowd, "Whew! With a click, the knife slashed at the soldier's left shoulder, as if with a thousand powers, and the splattered blood was strung into a meridian.

Don't let this thief become a crazy meat grinder! Zhu Qiming gritted his teeth, secretly made up his mind, and rode out of the crowd.

Now he no longer needs the sacrifice of his guards, and in order to save them from death in vain, he will even occasionally take the lead and kill the god of war in the hearts of the Tartars in one fell swoop, destroying their will to resist. That's it at the moment.

The burly and unspeakable giant man rushed towards Zhu Qiming, his bloodthirsty eyes were full of murderous aura, and the corners of his muscular mouth suddenly grinned, and he wanted to let out that chilling roar, and a cross knife had already been thundered and electrified.

Zhu Qiming avoided it lightly, and with a buzz, the sword light suddenly converged, and the expected tiger roar turned into a very short, sheep-like wail. But seeing the giant man's figure leaning back, the blood on his neck spurted out, his blank eyes opened, and he slowly stretched out his hand as if he wanted to embrace the sun, but his body slipped and fell on a messy snow.

Most of the Tartar thieves were stunned for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, the commander was killed, and the god of war was slaughtered, and they really couldn't understand that there was a tiger-like opponent hidden in the sheep-like Ming army. Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, there is only one person who dares to fight hundreds of people in the wilderness, and there is only one person who does not defend the counterattack and is murderous!

"It's the king of Ming Yue!"

Finally, a Tartar thief recognized Zhu Qiming's identity, this call didn't matter, all the Tartar thieves suddenly came back to their senses, began to rearrange their formations, no longer rashly attacked the Ming army, they were all taking bows and arrows, just wanting to give full play to their specialties and win with archery!

With 2,000 sharp horsemen against hundreds of horses, if you can't win, what is the reason of heaven!

"Kill!"

The deafening shouts of killing resounded throughout the four fields, Tang Ji led 1,600 cavalry to cover from both flanks, the Tartar thieves realized that they had made a huge mistake, and it would take a moment to abandon their bows and take their swords at this moment, and the roaring Ming army obviously would not leave them even a blink of an eye.

The Ming army launched a fierce charge, this attack method has been practiced countless times, and it has also been applied several times, compared with the bloody battle that was experimental many years ago, the skillfulness and calmness at this time are different.

What's more, their chief officer, King Yue, is already an adult!

The formation of the Tartar thieves collapsed in an instant, and was rushed to pieces by the Ming army, and several waves of rushing down, more than half of the Tartar thieves were killed and wounded, and the rest of the people were unable to organize effective resistance at all, and the war entered the closing stage early.

A group of cavalry slowly galloped in, Zhu Qiming turned his head to look, and saw that the other party was under the banner of the Ming army, and one person in the center was about forty years old, slightly fat, and was looking at this side nervously.

"King Ming Yue is here, who is coming!"

The slightly chubby middle-aged man's face softened, turned over and dismounted, trotted over, searched among the people, and fixed his eyes on Zhu Qiming.

"The commander of the garrison monolith fort is Zhao Wen to see His Royal Highness the King of Yue. Seeing that there were more than 2,000 Tartar thieves crossing the border, he took 800 men and horses, and planned to go to the west bank of Longmen River to report to His Highness, but I heard the shouting and killing of our Ming army here, and came to see that it was His Highness who led the army to fight here! ”

The person who came was Zhao Wen, the chief officer of the side guarding the border fortress? Zhu Qiming's heart was relieved, and he suddenly suspected that he must have thought too much, and he didn't believe in the ability and willingness of the defenders of Xuanfu to respond for no reason.

"There is Lao Zhao's commander."

Coco Zhao kicked the corpse of a Tartar thief under his feet, and his expression was determined, "Your Highness is polite." ”

"Report!" Suddenly, a fast horse galloped over, "Your Royal Highness the King of Yue, a large group of Tartar thieves bypassed the pass in front from the east and west sides, and galloped towards this side. ”

"How many Tartars are there?"

"No less than ten thousand."

There was a buzz, but when I heard the sound of surprise, one of the sergeants' long knives in Zhao Wen's cavalry fell to the ground with a bang.