When Altan Khan was rampant in the desert, Kaltu took part in the battle. The famous Qi Jiguang and the fierce Li Chengliang have all dealt with him, and he has won less and lost more. But even in the face of these two famous players, Galtu has not been so tricky.

If you can't take the lead, the people in the city are simply the spirit of steel, and you can't beat it no matter how you fight. It stands to reason that without firearms, they are lambs to the slaughter, but after paying more than 3,000 people, they still can't take advantage of it at all.

There must be some discouragement, but Galtu did not want to give up, and his attack on Yingzhou was not just as simple as snatching some grain slaves. As long as he occupies the city and takes the opportunity of his prestige to skyrocket, he will be the leader of the alliance, and he can fight against Lin Dan Khan and divide Mongolia into two!

Especially the arrival of King Hongtian made Galtu feel that God is in me even more!

"Since God is helping me, the damn Huza can't stop me!"

Gartu pulled out his waist knife, which was studded with gems under his ribs, and got out of the chariot. Although the tiger is old, it is still majestic, and Galtu waved his knife violently.

"Warriors, descendants of Genghis Khan, are we not as brave as the cowardly Han Chinese? This king personally leads you and rushes to Yingzhou! ”

The old Khan King was going into battle to kill the enemy, and many of the Tartars present were full of shame and wanted to stuff their heads into the crotch of their pants.

"King Khan, just watch, the minions can't beat the city, so take their lives!"

The morale of the Tartars was aroused at once, and they all screamed and took their weapons, and rushed to the head of the city.

Seeing that his subordinates still had this heart, Galtu also comforted a lot.

"King Khan, although Xiao's subordinates are limited, they are willing to serve as pawns for King Khan!" Shanba asked for battle again.

"Okay, Shanba, this king will definitely reward you!"

Gartu looked behind him, and sure enough, there were five or seven hundred people, and they looked very neat and majestic. Galtu was momentarily happy. Horses came to the front of the soldiers.

"Warriors, killing and looting is the happiest thing in the world, and the Han people in the city are cowardly and despicable, and they are only worthy of being slaves for the warriors. And go into the city, and each of you shall have three slaves, two pieces of cloth, and ten taels of silver. The women you snatch belong to you. Han women are chaste, and when they are ravaged, they are hit with weak fists. The screams of despair make people boil. Warriors, kill! Grab it! ”

Galtu hyped up the justification of the robbery, but he didn't notice that there was no excitement on the soldiers' faces, there was only a thick hatred, and he gritted his teeth!

The leader glanced to the sides, and suddenly took a step, and before Galtu could understand what was going on, suddenly his war horse screamed. Standing high on his front legs, Gartu was thrown under his horse.

It was Wu Boyan who made the shot, and he hid the crossbow arrow in his sleeve, when the sky was falling as Gaertu said. He shot an arrow in the eye of his horse, and was slammed to the ground by the Khan king.

Suddenly, dozens of soldiers rushed up and tied the Galtu on the ground into rice dumplings, and the rope with the thickness of their fingers was strangled into the meat. It hurt so much that he bared his teeth.

"What do you want, lowly servant, I am your Khan. Let me go......"

"Phew!" Wu Boyan smacked Galtu fiercely.

"Old thing, you're a prisoner, pretending to be a big-tailed wolf!"

Chinese? Han!

Gaertu was stunned all of a sudden, a group of Han people appeared in the Mongolian camp, which was unbelievable and funny!

"Shanba! Dog minion, is it you, is it not you who betrayed Ben Khan? Kaltu scolded.

Shanba came over at this time, and he still felt a little guilty, but when he thought of the profits of the wool trade, he couldn't care about it.

"Galtu, I also call you the King of Khan, the so-called person who knows the times is Junjie, better than your grandfather Altan Khan, who has been asking the Ming Dynasty to pay tribute to each other for 20 years, for what? Isn't it just that the grasslands are barren and the production is limited, and everyone is hungry? How much can you rob and rob, the rich Han people have all moved inward, and if you want to attack the city and lose your troops, how many warriors we Mongolia have are not enough......"

"Shut up!" Gaartu didn't dare to be good at the right and wrong of his words, he only knew that this guy betrayed himself and betrayed Mongolia!

"Brute! Unripe wolf cubs, betraying their ancestors, and being willing to be a lackey of the Han people, you will not end well! ”

Shanba was scolded out of anger, and he sneered: "Galtu, Lao Tzu is a Uliangha person, not your Tumut people, over the years, how many Uliangha people have you swallowed, and how many Uliangha slaves have been robbed!" You are treacherous first, and you are to blame others! Old thing, I sue you, don't dream sweetly, Zhang Shaobao is here, and the first one will cut you an old brute! ”

"Stop talking nonsense!" Wu Boyan stopped Shanba and said with a calm face: "We caught the old thing, or do we think about what to do next?" ”

"Also, what else can I do!" Shanba's head was cold, and he hurriedly said: "My lord, run away quickly, the others will kill after a while, and we are not enough to plug our teeth." ”

Zhana also said: "That's right, if you catch the old thing, the coalition will break itself, and the adults will make immortal achievements, and Shaobao will definitely be rewarded!" ”

"No!" Wu Boyan sneered and waved his hand: "Now that we run, the Mongolian tribes that have finally gathered together will fall apart and fight separately." If they loot everywhere, I don't know how many Han people will suffer. ”

"What do adults mean......"

"Hahaha, we're waiting here, with such a baby in hand, I see who dares to come hard!"

Wu Boyan said, lifted the collar of Gartu, strode on the chariot, and waved his hand, and the soldiers immediately set up a circle with the chariot as the center. Some people even ripped off the big banner symbolizing Galtu and replaced it with the banner of the Ming army.

Shanba and Zhana looked at each other, they really didn't understand Wu Boyan's death-defying behavior. But they had no choice but to lead the centaurs into the circle, because the Tartars were coming!

……

The leader of the team came to be Emu Buchu Hu'er, who vomited blood and fell off his horse during the previous siege battle, and was forced to recuperate. In fact, this matter is also half-true, he is indeed angry enough, but it is not to the point of spurting blood. He saw that Tumut's soldiers were killed and wounded too much, so he deliberately fell.

Seeing that the city is about to break, and the other Taiji are only defensive, let them share a little sacrifice!

The abacus crackled, but I never imagined that what I was waiting for was the news that my brother had been kidnapped. Embu Chuhu'er is simply crazy. Hurried over.

Just as he arrived, the Taiji, such as Tantu, Batu, Bale, Wuban, etc., all arrived, and craned their necks curiously.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Embu Chuhu'er was like a crazy beast, he suddenly saw Shanba at a glance, and immediately asked sharply.

"Minion, your heart has been eaten by wolves. Dare to hold the Khan king hostage, release him quickly, or you will destroy your whole clan!" ”

Now, Shanba knew that there was no turning back, rolled his eyelids, and looked at the sky speechlessly.

"Good brute, come on, kill them all for me!"

"Hahaha, what a majesty!"

A loud sound came down from above. Wu Boyan held a knife in one hand and led Gartu in the other, sneering and looking down.

"Open your dog's eyes, and see that your Khan King is in my hands. Whether you want him to live or die, it's up to you! ”

"Huh?"

Embu Chuhuer trembled with fright, it was a Han person, it turned out to be a Han person!

He went crazy all at once. pointed at Shanba with the tip of his knife and scolded.

"Minion, you eat inside and out. Madness, you, you, you damn it! ”

Shanba still didn't say anything, Wu Boyan took the blade, rubbed it twice on the door of Galtu's head, and sneered: "Do you still want this old thing's life?" If he didn't want to, Lao Tzu would cut him down with a knife and sacrifice his dead brother with this dog's head! ”

Wu Boyan's voice was full of expression, like a little ghost crawling out of hell, no one should doubt his determination, he might cut off Gartu's head at any time!

"Stop!" Where can Emubu Chuhuer watch his brother die.

"Han people, dare to arrest the Khan King, I respect your courage, what conditions are there to discuss. But if you dare to hurt the king of Khan, will you be able to withstand the wrath of a hundred thousand warriors? ”

Of course not, Lao Tzu doesn't want to die, especially not wanting to fight with a bunch of dead people!

What Wu Boyan has to do is to stall for time, and when the wind and snow stop, Zhang Ke will attack, and the end of the Tartars will come.

"Okay, I promise you, but there is one thing, you must stop attacking Yingzhou immediately, otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill him now!"

was forced to bow his head by others, not to mention face, he even lost his heart, but what can he do, can he see that the head of the Khan King was cut off! Embu Chuhu'er had no choice but to grit her teeth, called the herald, and said loudly: "Mingjin retreats!" ”

……

The tartar finally retreated, and Zhang Feng sat on the head of the city, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

Looking around blankly, he couldn't see a standing Ming army, only a heavy breath, telling him that he was still alive!

On the city wall, there are layers of corpses, some Tartars and some Ming soldiers. The two sides were no longer separated from each other, and the battle reached a critical juncture, and the soldiers used all their strength, holding the tartars, punching their fists, clenching their teeth, and doing everything they could, and most of the two sides were killed together, becoming a group that was difficult to separate.

Looking at the dead brothers, Zhang Feng wanted to cry and cry, but there were no tears in his eyes, only the flames of hatred that burned brightly.

The Tartars retreated, the Tartars retreated!

"Reinforcements are coming, Lord Shaobao is coming!"

Zhang Feng's hoarse voice spread throughout the city, all the soldiers and civilians were stunned, and then they cried like children, they finally looked forward to it, the adults are coming, and the Tartars are finished!

Just as everyone was crying, the eastern sky showed a glimmer of light, and the wind and snow gradually lightened, and finally stopped altogether......

Heavy snow had accumulated on the field, and from the horizon came phalanxes of infantry, their swarthy guns in their hands, and they took solid steps, getting closer and closer......

The Tartar sentinels rushed forward on horseback and roared loudly: "Who are you? This is the Mongolian military camp, give me ...... retreat."

Before he finished his words, he was greeted by a bullet, and his skull flew into the sky!

Zhang Ke pulled out his long knife on his war horse and shouted, "Brothers, kill!" (To be continued......)