Being able to become a captain and a confidant of Tu Hu, who is supreme in force, Aturu naturally has his own merits. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His weapon was a spear, a rarity among the Tatars. Ordinary people are accustomed to using scimitars, because their curvature and sharpness allow them to easily cut off the heads of their enemies.

Aturu's attack was much more brutal, often charging at the same time, while the others were holding human heads, only he had a corpse hanging from his spear.

This time Aturu couldn't pick up his speed, but his spear came in handy.

The spear came out of the hole like a spiritual snake, and stabbed out of the gap when Zhang Ru lost a soldier's life, thinking that this would be able to kill with one blow, but he didn't expect Zhang Ru to be able to react so quickly with a horse lance weighing dozens of catties.

The spear and the horse slammed together, making a violent clang, and the force of the shock terrified Aturu's heart.

Who is this man? The power in the hand is so great!

But this was not the time for distraction, and he immediately waited for it.

Zhang Ru didn't care so much, although his palms were a little numb, it didn't affect his actions. With a quick shot, the horse lance clicked more than a dozen times in the air, and it was just a blink of an eye.

The war horse under the crotch was obviously a little restless, and seemed to be dissatisfied that Aturu had not solved the enemy who killed his master for so long.

It kept shaking its body, trying to throw Zhang Ru off the horse, but unfortunately Zhang Ru's legs were like pliers, and he didn't move when he clamped it.

Zhang Ru, who was distracted, fought with Arturu on a par, and there was an invisible sword shadow between you and me. It is the suffering of those Tatar soldiers who want to help, often not sending weapons, but giving away their lives.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the position of Tuhu Zhongjun not far away, followed by dozens of Tatar soldiers shouting loudly.

A general of the Western Route Army, who had been attacking fiercely, fell from his horse, and the Tatar soldiers took the opportunity to rush up. This army is the army led by Ma Xuan.

Zhang Ru was anxious in his heart, and suddenly punched the war horse's head: "You be honest with Lao Tzu!" ”

After the war horse suffered a heavy blow, the center of gravity was unstable, and the instinctive legs knelt on the ground, but fortunately, this war horse was a good horse in ten thousand, and after shaking its body for a while, it insisted on standing up again.

Now, it doesn't have that much temper.

The temper of the new master does not seem to be very good, and he has not been able to throw people off for so long, and the arrogant war horse is a little cowardly.

At this time, Zhang Ruke was relieved, the horse lance in his hand opened and closed, and Arturu had no power to parry, and those Tatar soldiers who wanted to help couldn't even stand his body.

The more Aturu fought, the more frightened he became, the strength in his hand was already a little weak, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that this name would kill him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but rein in his horse and prepare to turn around, this action completely exposed his weakness.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ru's open horse lance broke through the air again.

Aturu only had time to sweep his backhand casually, but he couldn't stop the huge force at all.

The horse lance broke the spear in Aturu's hand, and then slammed into Aturu's ribs, which made his blood surge, and he couldn't help but vomit out a mouthful of blood.

In fact, it is better to spit out the reverse blood, if you don't spit it out, holding it inside the body will only bring more damage to his body.

Obviously, Arturu didn't think of this, and after swallowing a mouthful of reverse blood, he slapped the horse and left.

It's been fighting for so long, how can Zhang Ru let go of the fat in his mouth, and it's already a little late to urge the war horse to pursue, so he simply threw the horse lance in his hand directly.

The horse lance came with a gale, and when Arturu felt the wind in the back of his head and wanted to dodge, it was too late.

The triangular spikes in front of the lance pierced the back of his head with great ease, and then a huge force plucked his head from his neck and flew off into the distance with the flesh.

The head and the lance fell into the arms of a cavalryman, and the hapless cavalryman was knocked off his horse with great force.

Zhang Ruao immediately laughed out loud, and a sound of breaking the air came unexpectedly.

Instinctively, he deflected to the left, and a sharp arrow with a barb pierced his right shoulder.

When I looked up, I saw that Tu Hu had just put down his bow and arrows, looking at this side with gloomy eyes.

are all old acquaintances, Zhang Ru will naturally not be polite when he sees Tu Hu. When Tuhu was arranged on the grassland, he wanted Tuhu to use the identity of the Tatar Khan to restrain the men and horses under his command and not to harass the border of the Ming Dynasty.

Now it's good, years of study in the Dingbian Hou Mansion have become a sharp weapon for this white-eyed wolf to deal with the Ming border army, instead of restraining the tribe, he also indulged those people to plunder the people of the border town.

After confirming that it was impossible for Tu Hu to return to the arms of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Ru secretly decided that he must kill Tu Hu.

In this large-scale war, hundreds of thousands of people directly participated in the war, and he single-handedly planned the mobilization of millions of soldiers and civilians against the Tatar army of 300,000.

Another sharp arrow struck, this time Zhang Ru was prepared, changed the horse lance to his left hand, and sent the arrow out dangerously between the lightning and flint.

Then he clamped his legs between the horse's belly, his face was cold, and the war horse rushed out with him.

After Tu Hu saw Zhang Ru's face, the third arrow completely lost its accuracy, and actually shot a Tatar soldier next to Zhang Ru to death.

He was horrified!

Why?

Isn't he still in a coma?

Why is he here?

Could it all be his plan? Have I always been his pawn?

Tu Hu, who originally had some will to fight, was confused by the successive blows, he felt like a play, performing stage, while the people watching the play were pointing fingers.

He suddenly regretted bringing so many people to Daming, if he was given another chance, he might not choose.

However, it's too late to say anything.

Zhang Ru had already arrived at the position of the Chinese army, and his men were struggling to resist Zhang Ru's attack.

Don't look at Zhang Ru's arm injury, but his left hand is still invincible, at least in the eyes of those ordinary Tatar soldiers, he is invincible.

At this time, Liao Da, who was following behind, finally cleaned up the Tatar soldiers who were stopped on the road, and there were less than 2,000 people left around him, and all of them were wounded.

Rushing over to save Zhang Ru was not a wise choice, Liao Da knew so, but he still chose it.

When he saw the familiar back, he smiled disheartenedly: "It seems that my choice is not wrong." ”

Both the Ming and Tatar soldiers suffered their own casualties, but in general the Ming had the upper hand.

The combat effectiveness of the 30,000 veterans of Xuanfu is amazing, the Datong border army is well-founded, and the Xinhekou border army is even more elusive.