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The fall of the Derg class frightened the minions beside him. Although the old slave has many sons, he can't stand playing dead every day. Last year, Mang Gurtai died, and the old slave almost went crazy, so he specially found Dai Shan, scolded a dog blood sprinkler, and punished him for kneeling for three days and three nights. Then the old slave forced Dai Shan to set aside three Niu Lu from the Zhenghong Banner to enrich the Zhenglan Banner.

Depriving Niu Lu, for Jiannu, who was still in a state of slavery, was to cut meat from the slave owner, which was the most cruel punishment, and would also cause opposition from other sons. However, the old slave still insisted on going his own way, which shows his anger.

Of course, Dai Shan was just angry, and the account had to be counted on the head of the Ming Dynasty, so the old slave deliberately launched an offensive.

The terrifying impression of the old Khan's anger is still in front of everyone's eyes, and there must be no more elder brother to die!

The minions cried and cried, lifted the Derge class up from the ground, and when they looked closely, their hearts were suddenly cold.

The helmet was smashed more than an inch deep, and the Derger's eyes were closed, and his face was pale, and blood flowed down the back of his head, staining the collar red.

"Master, master! Don't scare the minions! ”

No matter how much he shouted, Derge didn't even say a word.

Rumble!

The artillery of the Yizhou soldiers continued to roar, and when a cannonball smashed through, it was a bloody alley, with stumps and broken legs flying all over the sky, and blood flowing into a river. I don't know if the Derg class is alive or dead, who still has the heart to command, the cannons are coming, the Tartars are scurrying around like flies, the more they run, the more they will die, and the more miserable they will die!

Zhang Ke stood on the tall Yuan Rong car and watched the battle, he was also a little strange, how could a few cannons hit it, and the Tartars became a pot of porridge, could it be ......

"Listen, everyone, the whole army presses up, take out all the tiger squat cannons for me, and bombard!"

The firing distance of the Tiger Squat Cannon was far inferior to that of the Furlong cannon, and Zhang Ke just placed it in the back to deal with the Jiannu charge. Suddenly ordered the artillery to move forward, and Jiang Huai, the artillery commander, was taken aback, could it be that he heard it wrong!

"Stupid, what are you doing in a daze!" Wu Boyan flew up and shouted: "I haven't seen it yet, your artillery has made a great contribution, and you must have killed the slave chief!" ”

When Jiang Huai heard this, he immediately grinned, not caring about Wu Boyan's kick.

"Alright, boys, let the Tartars see how good we are!"

A full thirty tiger squat cannons were pushed out from the gap in the car city, and Lu Mi's gunners followed behind to cover and quickly forced towards the Tartars. The sporadic slave riders also rushed over, trying to kill the gunners, apparently with the mantis arm as a car, and the guns rumbled, and they were all beaten into a sieve and rotten meat!

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

Jiang Huai roared loudly, and the gunners touched the red iron drill to the fire door, and suddenly the cannon rumbled, and the gunpowder smoke filled the air, covering their eyes. The big guy could only hear countless howls of pain, and the exact situation was still unclear.

Jiang Huai has a lot of experience, and he knows that he must have made a lot of contributions.

"Don't be stupid, load the cannon and blast Lao Tzu to death!"

The artillerymen were ordered, and one by one they hurriedly cleaned the chambers, loaded the propellants, and stuffed them with iron sand. Soon the second round of bombardment hit again, and the iron sand in the sky fell mercilessly on Jiannu's head like hail.

Rao is they are wearing strong iron armor, but they can't stop the dense iron sand, and their bodies are hit with bloody holes, and their faces and necks are even more scarred and bloody. Some simply blinded their eyes and wailed bitterly, like little ghosts, which made people shudder.

"Let's go!"

Once the thought arises, it spreads rapidly like a fire in the field, and when one person runs, everyone else also rushes, it is like an avalanche, collapsing in an instant.

Rushing forward was Zhang Ke's partial box car, and they had long lost the courage to attack, so they could only turn their heads and run towards the narrow valley.

At this time, it was seen that Zhang Ke chose the position of the lack of morality, how could the narrow valley accommodate thousands of Jiannu, and they fought desperately to fight for survival instinct, at any cost. Some people even did not hesitate to play yin and push their companions off their war horses.

The shouting, the wailing, the crying, all the sounds that hell can hear here. Countless Jiannu were trampled into meat and mud by the horse's hooves of their own people. The others rushed forward as if they were crazy.

The guns behind them became louder and louder, and the Yizhou soldiers chased after them frantically, and they fled for their lives. Finally rushed out of the valley full of nightmares, and some Jiannu even shed tears. None of them would in this life want to remember what had just happened.

But the nightmare was not over, and as soon as they left the valley, a group of cavalry was waiting here.

He Shixian and He An's father and son carried a big knife and watched intently.

"Boy, can you see how powerful Zhang Yongzhen is?"

He An's eyes were full of gold stars, and the chick nodded like a peck of rice: "I see, it's still the father's wisdom, even if he leads the horse and kicks the child, he is willing, and he must learn the real skills!" ”

"Good!" He Shixian laughed: "Go, follow me to kill slaves!" ”

"Kill slaves!"

The earth-shattering shouts came, and He Shixian took the lead and rushed to the team of Jiannu, a big knife flew up and down, chopping melons and vegetables, and all the tartars stained were immortal.

The more He Shixian killed, the happier he became, and his whole person was stained red with blood, like a hellish Shura. Jiannu was killed in a fright, and he didn't have the courage to face it at all, so he turned around and fled.

A flock of chickens and ducks to be slaughtered, flee wherever they are killed.

He An initially followed behind his father, but he noticed that a group of Tartars, all wearing bright armor and protecting one person, were running wildly!

"Definitely a big fish!"

He An beckoned to his family and chased after him violently, his martial arts were not weak but his father, and he was young and strong, and he was even more fierce.

"Die!"

The machete swept by, two human heads flew out, and blood rushed out. Frightened the Tartar into disarray, several white-armored soldiers hurriedly rushed up, trying to block it. He An didn't care, and with a swing of his knife, he cut off another arm.

"Young marshal, these miscellaneous pieces have been handed over to us, you go and chase the front!"

He An woke up suddenly, urging the war horse to gallop out of the middle of the crowd, regardless of the bloody battle between the family and the white-armored soldiers behind, he only had a few Tartars in front of him.

"Let's taste it!"

He An drew his bow on his horse, and three arrows in one hand, the bow opened like a full moon, and the arrows walked like shooting stars.

The three-point streamer ruthlessly penetrated the iron armor of the three Jiannu, and they fell off their horses and died without saying a word. He An continued to charge, like a god of war, unstoppable, and Jiannu was so frightened that they fled.

The two minions who protected the Derge class knew that if they ran like this, they would definitely be a dead end. One of them turned and gritted his teeth and rushed up frantically.

"Look for death!"

He An smiled cruelly, and slashed from the bottom to the top, and suddenly there was a big disembowelment. He hit his horse like a fly, and continued to rush forward, just in front of a forest, and the Jiannu of the Derge class was about to run inside.

It was not easy to chase after entering the forest, He An suddenly noticed that there was a flower gun on the ground, he played a trick to hide in the stirrup, and picked up the flower gun.

The moment his body jumped up, with the help of strength, He An opened his shoulder, and the spear shot straight up, just hitting the war horse where Jiannu was sitting.

The shot that concentrated He An'an's physical strength was not a small one, penetrating from the thigh flesh and shooting right into the belly of the war horse. The animal could not bear it, and fell to the ground.

The Derge class fell to the ground heavily, and the minions still wanted to rescue him, but He An came to the front and cut off his head with a knife.

After killing everyone, He An let out a long sigh and picked up the Derg from the ground. Tearing off the armor, the padded jacket and the middle single inside turned out to be bright yellow, embroidered with dragon patterns. No need to ask, this guy must be a Derger.

"Hahaha, it's not in vain!"

……

The results of the battle were quickly counted, Zhang Ke and He Shixian eliminated a total of more than 2,300 Jiannu, captured more than 1,000 war horses, and the rest of the armor and weapons were not counted. The most important thing is the capture of Derge, the son of the old slave.

Since the war between Daming and Lao Nu, not to mention Brother, even if it is an ordinary Jiala Zhangjing and Niulu Zhangjing, Daming has not been captured.

Zhang Ke has successively caught Shuotuo, Anfeiyangu, and cut Mang Gurtai, and now he has added a Derge class, which is simply a slave chieftain nemesis, which makes people envious, jealous and hateful.

Yu Weiliang's body hadn't recovered yet, and he didn't participate in the attack, but it didn't prevent him from rejoicing, and he circled around the Derge class a few times.

"Alas, it's a pity, this guy's skull is cracked, and he won't be able to get it back. Otherwise, if the son of the old slave is captured alive, the world will be shaken again! ”

He Shixian said with a smile: "We have won three battles and three victories, killed three or four thousand Tartars, and what is there to be dissatisfied." Yongzhen, I think that's all there is to Tartar, it's not a big deal! ”

"No!"

Zhang Ke waved his hand decisively: "Uncle, you must not take it lightly, the old slave has been planning for a long time, how can he give up." Besides, we defeated all partial divisions, if tens of thousands of Tartars killed, even if we have three heads and six arms, we can't stop it! ”

The successive victories did not make Zhang Ke feel the slightest joy, but he became more and more uneasy. Every time the old slave fights, he never lags behind, and a few months before his death, he also personally conquered Mongolia, but since the start of this war, the old slave and the two most powerful two yellow flags and two white flags have not been dispatched, and the signal is really unusual.

"Uncle He, Brother Yu, we can't stay in the wilderness, go south to Fengji Fort immediately!"

"Good!"

The two of them made a www.biquge.info of fun, straightened out the people, and took the spoils of war, Zhang Ke and they quickly went south. After running for more than half a day, the sky was already dark.

Ye Bushu, who was scouting, suddenly ran over and said loudly: "Lord Qiyu, I found hundreds of defeated soldiers in the village in front, and the small ones asked, they are all the subordinates of Zhu Wanliang's general army. ”

"What?" He Shixian's eyes widened, and he said incredulously: "Could it be that Zhu Wanliang has been defeated?" ”

Yu Weiliang smiled contemptuously: "It's nothing strange, anyway, that guy is also for soft bones." ”

Zhang Ke frowned, waved his hand, and said, "Lead the way ahead!" ”

A few people followed the night, rode their horses and whips, and in a blink of an eye they came to the front of a small village, and from a long distance they saw a bonfire in the threshing floor of the village, and a large group of soldiers surrounded by darkness around the bonfire. In the middle stood a wooden stake, on which was tied a person, and the face could not be seen clearly. Several soldiers were beating around, screaming one after another.

Seeing Zhang Ke and them coming, a few soldiers with crooked hats and squinting eyes ran over and stopped them.

"Hehe, where did you come from, friend, this village is back to buddy, I want to make money and go somewhere else!"

What a rampant ruffian, but it's a pity that Lao Tzu is not your buddy!

Zhang Ke sneered: "You bastards, listen, from now on, you must listen to the orders of your own officials, and if you dare to kill the people, Lao Tzu will cut off your heads!" (The novel "Liaodong Nail Household" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be 100 lottery gifts for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! )R1152