The 10,000 enemies are a work of art that pays attention to blowing people up, blowing people flying, and blowing people up!

Holding a 10,000-strong enemy, Lin Henian skillfully twisted the 10,000-strong enemy with one hand, making it turn around between his fingers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info: "This is my uncle's newly invented 10,000 enemies!" This thing is really as powerful as my uncle said, and it can blow up eight Mongolian soldiers into minced meat with one piece? Lin Henian asked with a face full of disbelief.

The other eight White Lotus Sect elders also looked at Dong Hu with puzzled faces, in their opinion, the Han army's firearms and artillery were indeed very powerful, and they were better than a hundred kung fu masters on the battlefield. But these 10,000 enemies are only so much, how powerful can they be? Is it bigger than the artillery battle set off during the Chinese New Year?

Ever since Meng Qiu married Su Wanyi and found a way to pardon and forgive everyone in the White Lotus Sect, the elders of the White Lotus Sect had gradually become accustomed to obeying Meng Qiu's orders. Because Su Wanyi was the leader of the White Lotus Sect, Meng Qiu was called her uncle by them. (Don't talk about the sect leader's wife, be careful that Ben 9,000 years old will castrate you tonight!) ）

Now my uncle ordered these 10,000 enemies to be concentrated, and in a while, while the Mongols' attention was focused on the north gate, they launched a surprise attack and killed the Mongol soldiers. But the elders of the White Lotus Sect felt unreliable in their hearts, how powerful could such a small 10,000-strong enemy be even if it exploded? If it's not as good as my knife or dagger, wouldn't that be a waste of opportunity?

"Lao Lin, don't talk nonsense! A few days ago, during the battle on the periphery of the bunker pass, my uncle's troops used this thing to turn the Mongols on their backs, killing and wounding countless people. Don't look small about this thing, it has a lot of power, and your small body can be directly blown into slag! "Snatched 10,000 enemies from Lin Henian's hands, Dong Hu said.

"Huh?!" Hearing this, everyone was shocked, if it weren't for the scruples of hiding in the tents of the Mongolian soldiers, these people would definitely scream.

With Dong Hu's whispering, the elders of the White Lotus Sect looked at each other and nodded, discussed what to do and then acted separately, each of them hiding twenty thousand enemies in their arms.

took out the clothes of the Mongolian soldier who had been killed by himself before from his arms, Lin Henian quickly changed his clothes and dressed himself up as a Mongolian soldier. Then, wielding a scimitar, he roared out of his hideout and ran with the other Mongol soldiers towards the north gate.

At this time, Meng Qiu personally led tens of thousands of infantry to the north gate of the Mongolian camp, using a large number of firearms, including firearms and artillery, killing and wounding nearly 5,000 Mongolian soldiers. In the face of the menacing Meng Qiu, Takcherchen Khan had to personally command the horse to prevent Meng Qiu from crushing his own front army and killing the camp.

On the front was the menacing Meng Qiu troops, and on the flanks there were thousands of Yinggou cavalry to sneak attack, and Takcherchen Khan was tired of parrying and coping. A large number of troops were transferred to the North Gate, and everyone's attention began to focus on the North Gate.

Those who stood guard at night hurried to the north gate, and those who did not go also brandished their scimitars and shouted, and scurried everywhere. At this time, more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers died in a daze under the knives of Lin Henian and others, and no one paid attention to them at all.

While brandishing a scimitar and running, Lin Henian quickly followed a small group of Mongolian soldiers, about three people. Glancing at it with his eyes, he felt that there was no problem, and Lin Henian quickly joined their team.

When the four-person team bypassed a tent, Lin Henian, who had been pretending to be a ghost, made a move:

He had been running, and suddenly stumbled, as if he had tripped over something, and fell straight to the ground. And the place where he fell was precisely the direction in which the other three Mongol soldiers were advancing.

"Ahh

"Oops!"

The poor Mongol soldier was caught off guard and tripped directly over his "companions" and fell to the ground. When the three of them just leaned forward, the Mongolian soldier in the middle suddenly felt the collar at his neck tighten, and Lin Henian, who was facing the ground, didn't know when he turned over, grabbed the Mongolian soldier's collar, and dragged the grandson in front of him, and stabbed him in the chest.

"Hmm!" was stabbed in the chest, the Mongolian soldier's eyes widened, and a miserable scream was covered in his mouth by a hand that Lin Henian arrived in time. The Mongol soldier only had time to let out a small scream, and then he died.

At this time, the other two Mongolian soldiers had just landed on their faces, and before they could figure out what was going on, they were cut by Lin Henian one after the other.

"Ahh quickly killed three Mongolian soldiers, Lin He didn't have time to rest for a while, and was crushed by three corpses, which made him complain about himself for a while. "Damn Mongolian dog, it's so heavy, and it takes dozens of months without a bath to smell so stinky? I should have disemboweled you just now, get out of the way! Finally, he kicked and beat himself to crawl out of the weight of the corpse, and Lin Henian dragged the corpse behind the tent to hide.

"Whew! Three people, and killing seventeen more is about the same. How far is this place from the Mongol baggage camp? The stupid Mongols knew that they ran to the north gate to die, but they didn't know how to go to the baggage camp to get a stutter and then send them to death? Hiding in a dark corner, Lin Henian scolded and looked for the place where he had been hiding in the baggage camp.

It's also to blame Lin Henian for being confused, when he slipped out of the baggage camp before, the Mongols who patronized to see where they were were slaughtered and forgot to record the route. The other nine White Lotus Sect elders were the same, everyone could only make an appointment to meet in the north of the cattle pen of the baggage camp, and then the ten road idiots went to find their own way......

The headless fly seemed to be looking for it in the middle of the night, and after killing eight Mongolian soldiers along the way, Lin Henian suddenly stopped and patted his head. "That's right! I didn't think of that! After speaking, Lin Henian put his eyes on a watchtower not far away.

While brandishing a scimitar and running around, Lin Henian stared at the watchtower, and ran towards the watchtower with a ghost howl. A few breaths ran to the bottom of the watchtower, Lin Henian bit the scimitar in his mouth, grabbed a wooden pole of the watchtower, jumped up with a "whoosh" of inhalation, accurately grabbed a wooden pole in the middle of the watchtower in mid-air, and landed on the wooden pole below, and the whole person quickly climbed towards the top of the watchtower like a gecko.

This watchtower was originally guarded by three Mongolian soldiers, but Meng Qiu came to attack, and two Mongolian soldiers had already left the watchtower to go to the north gate to help, and the remaining Mongolian soldiers stared at the north gate with a bow and arrows, and did not notice Lin Henian who climbed up at all.

When he was about to climb up the watchtower, Lin Henian paused, propped himself up with both hands and slowly rose, showing only two eyes to glance at the watchtower platform. Determining that the Mongolian soldier on the platform was facing away from him, Lin Henian took off the scimitar in his mouth with his right hand, grabbed a wooden pole above with his left hand, and jumped directly onto the watchtower with a breath.

Regardless of whether the Mongolian soldiers found out that they didn't, Lin Henian grabbed the Mongolian soldiers and dragged them towards him, covering the Mongolian soldier's mouth with his left hand, and piercing the Mongolian soldier's neck with his right hand.

Regardless of whether the other party was out of breath or not, Lin Henian stabbed dozens of times in a row before letting go of the Mongolian soldiers and carefully placing the other party on the ground. He held a scimitar in one hand and grabbed the railing of the platform with the other to look around.

In order to prevent the enemy from attacking at night, Takcherchen Khan lit a large number of torches in the camp, illuminating the entire camp as bright as day. With a keen eye, Lin Henian quickly discovered the location of the Mongolian camp and baggage camp.

Kicking the dead Mongolian soldier, Lin Henian once again started to help the Mongolian soldier up, leaning the body on a pillar on the platform, looking not much different from a normal person. Only then did he turn over and get off the platform and run towards the baggage camp.

It took most of the time of the incense, during which Du She, Gao Qian, Wang Hu and others were easily brought along, and Lin Henian and the other seven people finally ran to the gate of the baggage camp. They didn't go in immediately, but took advantage of the fact that the guards of the baggage camp didn't find out, and quickly hid, waiting for Dong Hu and the others to converge.

After more than half a day, when it was almost time, Dong Hu and the three finally arrived, and the ten people converged together and observed for a while!

After making a gesture, Lin Henian walked towards the gate of the baggage camp with Gao Qian and Yu Hechao, and the three of them were wearing Mongolian uniforms and carrying scimitars to make a hurry and ran towards the baggage camp.

The area was originally guarded by 10,000 Mongol soldiers to prevent refugees from escaping. But most of them rushed to the north gate to help, or stationed at other gates. The gate is a direct border with the Mongol camp, but it is not guarded.

A total of 20 Mongol soldiers stood guard at the gate of the baggage camp, 10 men stood guard at the gate with scimitars, and the other 10 men hid behind the fence with bows and arrows.

Seeing their own family members running over, these guards breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought the Han army had come in." Everyone didn't even check if the other party was from their side, so they opened the door and let Lin Henian and the others in.

A flash of joy flashed in his eyes, Lin Henian took the initiative to slow down, just ran to the gate, put his left hand on the shoulder of a Mongolian soldier and gasped, wanting to say something but couldn't breathe.

Gao Qian and Yu He quickened their pace, quickly passed through the guards, and ran towards the inside of the baggage camp. They turned a corner where the Mongols had not noticed, and quickly circled back here.

"What the hell is going on? Go get some water! The Mongolian soldier who took the lead widened his eyes and looked anxious, and while asking Lin Henian to speak quickly, he ordered his subordinates to take water.

The attention of the twenty Mongolian soldiers was all focused on Lin Henian, and they didn't notice that Dong Hu and the other seven had already been killed.

"It happened! I'm going to kill you! Finding that his companion was in place, Lin Henian suddenly raised his head and made a sudden attack, and the dagger in his hand was aimed at the neck of the Mongolian soldier, directly cutting the opponent's neck, and the trachea was exposed.

Kicking the Mongolian soldier away, leaving him to die a little while holding his neck, Lin Henian quickly rushed towards an archer beside him, who was stunned and was about to shoot with a bow and arrows, when a hand covered with long blue nails suddenly appeared behind his back!

Gao Qian's ten fingers with iron claws instantly pierced the neck of the Mongolian archer, and then Gao Qian violently tore the opponent's neck directly, and blood gushed out.

At this time, the other Mongolian soldiers reacted, but it was too late, Dong Hu and the others had already been killed. The Ten Elders of the White Lotus Sect quickly pounced on each other one by one, waving weapons in their hands, two for each person, and resolved the battle in a very short time.

"It's time to blow this place up!"