Eight Houjin Tartars with hideous faces fell in front of everyone in various postures, covered in blood.

Although these people standing in front of Wei Zheng were bandits who were accustomed to seeing life and death, in the face of the bloody scene in front of them, their faces turned from excitement on the battlefield to miserable white at the first time.

Wang Feng, the captain of the spear team, his red face was not unexpectedly covered with miserable white.

Even when he saw the eight Tartar corpses that fell in front of him, he still asked Wei Zheng with a look of disbelief: "The big boss, this is dead... Eight Houjin Tartars were killed by us like this..."

Wei Zheng walked up to everyone, pointed to the corpse on the ground, and said loudly: "Brothers, have you seen it... Houjin Tartar also carries a head on both shoulders, and in front of our spear array, he can only send him to death..."

"Now I command you to rest for a stick of incense. After a stick of incense, we continued to attack the compound, killing all the Houjin Tartars, and taking the compound defended by the Houjin Tartars......"

Under the guidance of Wang Feng beside him, a loud shout quickly came out of the mouths of more than a dozen spearmen.

"Kill all the Tartars... Take the compound..."

Then, a dozen pikemen who slowly regained their composure sat down on the ground and whispered about the battle they had just fought.

As for their captain, Wang Feng, walked quickly in front of Wei Zheng and asked in a low voice.

"Big boss, didn't you say that you took the initiative to attack the compound or send it to death....why did you just pay it back..."

For Wang Feng, a confidant who is good at thinking, Wei Zheng expressed his love from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, Wei Zheng did not give an explanation immediately, but asked rhetorically with a little guidance.

"Brother Wang, do you think that after we successfully trap and kill eight Houjin Tartars, the few remaining Houjin Tartars in the compound will still be fooled and take the initiative to come out and die?"

"Definitely not..."Wang Feng replied with a sudden realization.

After Wei Zheng nodded approvingly, he analyzed at Wang Feng: "The eight Tartars who were booby-trapped by us in front of me when we went out, plus the three Tartars who were shot by me. There were only three Tartar archers left in the courtyard, one with the title of Houjin Warrior. ”

"As long as we can defend ourselves against the feathered arrows fired by the Tartar archers, we can easily enter the compound and use the spear array to destroy the remaining four Houjin Tartars in the courtyard..."

"Defend against the feathered arrows shot by the Tartar archers..."Wang Feng subconsciously muttered.

At this moment, a feathered arrow tied to the wooden door dozens of meters away suddenly appeared in Wang Feng's field of vision.

said excitedly to Wei Zheng: "The big boss, we can use the door panel, use the door panel to make a zuò shield, block the feather arrows..."

Wei Zheng nodded and ordered: "Then what are you doing here, don't prepare....There is only half a pillar of incense left before the time I set...."

"Yes, the big boss..."Wang Feng took the order with an excited face.

The already empty town became Wang Feng's largest source of materials, and soon, more than a dozen one-person-high door panels were demolished by Wang Feng.

Wei Zheng nodded, the expression on his face quickly changed from calm to strict before the battle, and shouted orders to the dozen or so spearmen around him who were already ready to attack.

"Brothers, the time for the decisive battle has come....now I order you: storm the compound in a pike-forming formation, kill all the Houjin Tartars, and I will provide long-range cover for the brothers with bows and arrows..."

"Yes, the boss..."

Sixteen pikemen, spears still smelling of blood in one hand and rudimentary shields one man tall in the other.

Under the leadership of Wang Feng, the captain of the spear team, he slowly walked out of the alley and appeared in the Tartar field of vision...

"The Ming Dynasty people....it's the Ming Dynasty people....the Ming Dynasty people have launched an attack on us...", a Tartar archer lying on the courtyard wall shouted

At the same time, a feather arrow was also quickly shot out by him, flying towards the sudden spear array dozens of meters away.

"Bang..."

A dull thud reached the Tartar's ears, and the feathered arrows with great force were firmly planted on the shield.

At this moment, the other two Tartar archers and Swing Tooth also noticed this offensive formation.

The Ming Dynasty still had the ability to attack themselves at this time, which proved that all the eight Houjin warriors they had just sent had suffered accidents.

Seeing the only three archers left around him, he saw the offensive formation that was constantly advancing outside the courtyard. An expression of solemnity that had never been seen before quickly appeared on the face of the swinging tooth lama.

At this moment, he already vaguely felt that the enemy he was encountering now was not as simple as he imagined. One is not good, and I may be carrying it here today.

With a face full of worry and horror, he shouted to the archers beside him: "Archers, immediately room, block the cunning Ming Dynasty people, immediately release the arrows, and definitely not let these Ming Dynasty people get close to the compound." ”

Although the Tartars' archery is accurate, after all, there are only three archers and three bows.

The sparse arrows, without exception, were all blocked by the door shield of the door panel.

Seeing that the Tartar archers did not block the pike's attack, Wei Zheng, who was becoming more and more confident in this battle, did not sit idle.

Draw a feather arrow from the quiver on his back again, wind up the bow and draw the bow, aiming at the Tartar archer who has exposed most of his body to the courtyard wall dozens of meters away.

"Whoosh...."A slight trilling sound sounded in the bow and arrow in his hand, and the arrow that was instantly injected with huge force, like a meteor in the night sky, flew quickly towards the target.

The Tartar archers were doomed to pay for his arrogance.

The arrows shot by Wei Zheng were very accurate, piercing directly into the Tartar's chest, and under the huge inertia of the arrows, they pushed him off the courtyard wall.

When Wei Zheng draws out the second arrow and wants to continue looking for the target of the attack.

The two remaining archers of the Tartars died down and hid behind the courtyard wall, leaving Wei Zheng without the target of attack.

In the eyes of these post-golden tartars, they continued to fight back knowing that there was a sharpshooter outside who was staring at them and might take their lives at any time. That's not bravery, it's death...

Although the change of the Tartar archers made the Wei Zheng lose the target of the attack, it was cheaper for the pikemen who attacked forward.

Under the cover of rudimentary shields, sixteen pikemen quickly rushed to the gate of the compound.

Because of the confidence of the Tartars in the counterattack they had just made, the eight Tartars did not close the door after attacking. And this gave sixteen pikemen the opportunity to enter the compound.

Looking at the open courtyard door, Wang Feng ordered excitedly.

"In groups of three, with the offensive formation given to us by the big boss, rush in..."

"After entering, the team immediately formed a spear formation and launched an attack on the courtyard wall occupied by the Tartars......"

When the order was given, Wang Feng was the first to throw down the shield in his hand, raised his spear with both hands, and rushed into the compound.

Seeing this, the subordinates who had reached blind trust in the big boss because of the successive victories also did the same, and rushed into the compound in groups of three.

Seeing that he had jumped off the courtyard wall in front of him, a double-layered iron armor waved his teeth, and two ordinary armored soldiers were gathering together, clutching their weapons, and looking at themselves with murderous expressions.

You must know that there is such a saying among the ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty and among the army of the Ming Dynasty.

"The swing tooth in the Houjin Tartar can kill at least ten or more Ming soldiers on the battlefield...."

Even more than ten soldiers of the Ming army can be at ease, not to mention these shrimp soldiers and crab generals under their own hands...

Thinking of this, Wang Feng's face couldn't help but become solemn, and he ordered decisively to the spearman behind him.

"Brothers, it's the Tartar's tooth swinger, be careful, immediately arrange a spear array, and use a spear array to deal with him..."

The spear formation composed of two rows of sixteen spears was very thin, but after thinking of the strong combat power that the spear array had just expressed, Wang Feng's solemn facial expression was still a lot soothing.

He commanded the spearman beside him with a murderous face: "Brothers, don't be afraid, success or failure is here." Listen to me, stay in formation, move forward step by step, kill all the Tartars...."

"Kill...."

A murderous shout came out of Wang Feng's mouth.

Under Wang Feng's influence, the fifteen spearmen gradually lost the panic they had just had. Holding the spear in his hand tightly, under the leadership of Wang Feng, he approached the three Tartars step by step.