"The traitor slaughters Hu, take your life!" Zhang Ru's face was hideous, and the broadsword he snatched from his own hands swept away, sweeping out four or five Tatar soldiers, and the broadsword was aimed directly at Tu Hu. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tu Hu, who was seen by his gloomy gaze, kept urging his subordinates in Tatar language: "Quick, attack, attack, kill him, kill him!" ”

The panic that the weak can only show in front of the strong is undoubtedly expressed on Tu Hu's face, although when he was on the grassland, he thought about the scene of stepping Zhang Ru under his feet and humiliating countless times.

When he really faced Zhang Ru, he didn't have the courage to fight to the death.

It was that person who brought him from Yajiao Mountain to the capital, it was that person who gave him a life of fine clothes and food and the best treatment, and it was that person who let him know that not everywhere in this world was as simple as Yajiao Mountain.

It was also that person who ruthlessly sent him to the grassland.

He hated him, hated him to the core.

And he, who likes that person's woman, goes deep into the bone marrow.

The contradictory psychology of each other made Tu Hu let Zhang Ru go in the last confrontation, and this time, he could see from Zhang Ru's hateful gaze that the other party would not let him go.

Tu Hu, who was timid, wanted to escape, but he was surrounded by his own people, and the guards around him would not give him a chance to escape alone. And once he flees with the Chinese army, the army's heart will fall like a mountain, and when the time comes, the gods will not be able to save him.

The Tatars pounced on Zhang Ru like locusts, and if one died, another would soon follow, and they were not afraid of death, and they regarded death as if they were home.

Seeing such soldiers, even if they were Tatars who often plundered the border army of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Ru felt a little more admiration in his heart.

When the border army of the Ming Dynasty can also do this, then he will really be able to sit back and relax in the capital. Now, he can't do this, because now neither the border army of the Ming Dynasty nor the Beijing army of the Ming Dynasty is far from the level of these Tatar cavalry.

The Ming people fought for their official positions, their future, and their military exploits, and they fought for their families.

They want to go back to their hometown, go back to grazing horses and sheep, and the only way to achieve their goal is to rush out.

Because of Tu Hu's wrong decision, his large army was stumped again, and he had already broken through for a distance, but was forced back to the original place again by the Ming army.

On the high ground on the other side, Wang Zhou looked at the situation on the battlefield with a clairvoyant mirror, and there were still 3,000 men and horses under his command who did not move, in order to prevent Tu Hu from giving up his men and fleeing.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure covered in blood.

He couldn't believe his eyes, handed the clairvoyant mirror to Ma Jinzhong beside him, pointed to Zhang Ru's location and said, "Old Brother Ma, look at it, is that the boss?" ”

Ma Jinzhong took the clairvoyant mirror and looked in that direction. Unfortunately, Zhang Ru's face happened to be covered, and he didn't see it the first time.

"It looks a little similar, but I'm not sure." Ma Jinzhong muttered.

Wang Zhou hurriedly said: "Who told you to look at your body, you look at your face." ”

After a while, Ma Jinzhong suddenly jumped up, and the clairmind was thrown out by him: "Grandma's, it's really the boss!" Hurry, the boss is in danger, and everyone rushes with Lao Tzu. ”

This greeting frightened Wang Zhou.

I saw countless figures rushing out of the shadows, quickly turning over on the horse's back, and then clamping the horse's belly with their legs, and just ran out.

Seeing a person around him rushing over, and the location where these people were hidden before turned out to be something he didn't know, Wang Zhou couldn't help but secretly sigh, he really deserved to be the boss's most trusted spy leader, and the people under his command were so strong.

Some people came out of the grass, some people came out of the soil, and some people hid in the grain and grass. What made him feel even more incredible was that when two or three hundred people had already rushed out, his feet suddenly moved.

The floating soil was propped up by a huge force, and after he jumped to the side, a figure that was not burly but very flexible came out: "General Wang, I'm sorry, it's important to save the Hou Ye." ”

Only then did Wang Zhou remember that his boss seemed to be in danger now.

He immediately ordered to the Biaoyun rider beside him: "Immediately gather people and horses and rush over to save the Hou Ye." ”

Ma Jinzhong didn't know when he was already on horseback, and he rushed over the fastest.

After nearly 400 spies rushed over, they were simply a group of killing machines, and those Tatar soldiers were not their enemies at all.

Among them, Ma Jinzhong was particularly dazzling, I saw that he was holding a scimitar in both hands, and the horse was completely controlled by his legs, rushing left and right, and it didn't take long to rush the peripheral personnel.

A large open space was vacant, just giving Wang Zhou, who came later, a chance.

Ma Xuan was covered in blood, and his eyes had no time to look elsewhere, only to know how to mechanically wield the weapon in his hand.

Although there are a lot of people on your side, there are even more Tatars, and so many Tatars, even if you stand there and let you kill, you will not be able to kill them in a while.

In just one cup of tea, Ma Jinzhong has already led people to the position of the Chinese army, and the resistance to this position is much greater. The guards of the sweat tent were still much more powerful than those ordinary Tatar soldiers.

I have to say that these people are all masters on horseback, and when Ma Jinzhong entered the position of the Chinese army, the four hundred people under his command became less than three hundred.

Such casualties are a big blow to Ma Jinzhong's spy network.

He had no hesitation, because the spy agency under his command was originally prepared for Zhang Ru, and now Zhang Ru is in danger, even if he uses the entire spy network in exchange for Zhang Ru's safety, he will not be half a word.

Wang Zhou, who followed behind, inadvertently glanced at Ma Xuan with a color on his body, he felt a little unbearable, and looked at the direction where Zhang Ru was, and hesitated for a while.

Save Ma Zhang, if Zhang Ru has anything, he will not be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Save the boss, if Ma Xuan dies, will he be able to have a good conscience at that time?

On the battlefield, there wasn't much time for him to think about it, and now with such a toss, Ma Xuan was already a little exhausted.

A Tatar soldier's scimitar shaved off half of Ma Xuan's earlobe, and he screamed in pain, and then stabbed the soldier in the chest.

Wang Zhou was awakened by this cry of pain, slightly deflected the horse's head, and killed in the direction where Ma Xuan was.

The battlefield was as chaotic as a pot of porridge, and no one noticed whether the person behind him was his own person, so Wang Zhou easily killed him.

Seeing Wang Zhou, Ma Xuan didn't have a good face, but just glanced coldly at the life-saving benefactor, and he carried a spear to kill him in the other direction.