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"It's over, my Hada Department is completely finished this time!"

Standing tremblingly at the door of the big tent, Meng Gelu seemed to be a hundred years old all of a sudden, and the whole person stood there blankly at a loss.

He can't believe it now, he will lose so quickly:

I think that when I personally led 30,000 soldiers to control the strings, nearly 100,000 troops, and attacked Xilie Station, how high-spirited I was, thinking that I could easily capture the fortress of the Ming Dynasty barbarians. even took the opportunity to annihilate Li Rusong, who insulted him back then, and led the Hada Department to become the leader of the Jurchens in Liaodong, and he would also become a new generation of Wanyan Aguda and establish immortal achievements.

But everything did not develop as he imagined, first his promoted henchman Feiyangu died in battle, and then the 30,000 iron cavalry led by himself were actually blocked under a small oblique station fort, and could not advance in the slightest. And then there was a nightmarish rout, a rout that kept on coming!

"Li Rusong! You've been waiting for me to fall into the trap in the first place! Thinking of this, Meng Gelu suddenly let out a beast-like roar, and roared viciously.

"Hey! No matter how I say it, I am also a well-known man, how can I die in humiliation! The warriors of the Hada Department are fighting with this group of Ming Dynasty barbarians! A trace of despair flashed in his eyes, Meng Gelu pulled out the scimitar at his waist, roared and led his personal guards to meet the Liaodong Iron Cavalry and kill it.

"Kill!" At this time, there were still thousands of Jurchen soldiers in the old battalion of the Hada Department, but because of the continuous shelling just now, the six gods who were beaten were at a loss, and when they saw Meng Gelu Khan personally fighting, their morale was immediately boosted, and they pulled out their scimitars one by one and fought desperately with the Ming army.

"Hehe, this half-cut old coffin, still want to turn it over?" Li Rusong had already discovered Meng Gelu, and when he saw that the latter still had the courage to lead the troops into battle, a cruel smile flashed on his face and he killed Meng Gelu first.

"Come on!" Before Li Rusong could kill him, another figure had already appeared in front of Meng Gelu, picked up the three-eyed fire gun in his hand and smashed it at Meng Gelu, it was Zhang Dingbian.

"Bell!" The heavy firecrackers smashed several scimitars, splashing countless sparks, and Zhang Dingbian's three-eyed firearms were blocked by the scimitars of seven or eight Jurchen cavalrymen.

"Good! Again! Zhang Dingbian also showed his anger, did not retreat but advanced, dodged a few scimitars that slashed at his vital points, knocked a Tartar cavalryman off his horse with a stick sideways, and then threw the three-eyed fire gun in his hand fiercely, smashed another Tartar that pounced in front of him, and then pulled out the back machete behind his back and slashed at Meng Gelu's head.

The standard saber of the Dangerous Mountain Army is a thick-backed machete, which is much heavier than the ordinary cavalry saber, and at the same time, the size is also much larger. This ** knife is conducive to increasing the strength of chopping, and at the same time, because the handle is generally slightly bent in the direction of the blade, the handle with arc is more conducive to the rider's control and is not easy to get rid of. Moreover, the thick blade allows the user to easily kill or injure enemies with only strong arm strength, without having to borrow the impact of the horse.

The most terrifying thing is that these big knives are cast with bloodletting grooves on the body of the knife at the request of Li Rusong, which can directly pierce into the enemy's body, and the tip of the knife is deliberately made in the shape of a triangular pyramid, so that when stabbing the enemy's body, a blood hole can be directly pierced on the enemy's body. Such wounds are difficult to heal and tend to bleed.

Ever since the development of the flintlock firearm, Li Rusong has been thinking about what kind of melee weapons should be equipped for the cavalry troops. After all, the weapon he designed could only shoot one round of bullets, and it couldn't be directly used as a hammer like the three-eyed firebolt, so he finally thought of a thick-backed machete.

This machete does not require a high level of technical content, and only needs to make slight changes to the drawings of the past saber making, and the craftsmen can produce this weapon in large quantities according to the drawings, and the saber is also very cheap to make. Before setting off, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry and the Red Flame Legion were basically equipped with a brand-new fine iron back machete.

"Ahh The Jurchen cavalry who fought with the dangerous mountain army became a real test product, and the scimitar with a very thin blade and sharp blade in their hands was not the opponent of the thick-backed machete of the dangerous mountain army at all, either the scimitar was cut in half by the opponent's thick-backed machete, or it was split in half by the opponent's knife.

"Ben Khan fought with you!" Desperately wielding the scimitar inlaid with gems and gold in his hand, Meng Gelu panted to resist Zhang Dingbian's attack.

At this time, the two had moved from horse fighting to foot fighting, Zhang Dingbian frantically brandished a machete, and a heavy knife slashed at Meng Gelu continuously, and the latter desperately dodged and parried.

"Phew!" Suddenly, Zhang Dingbian roared, jumped and struck the powerful "Force Splitting Huashan", and slashed at Meng Gelu, who couldn't dodge the back of the scimitar with his left hand gritted his teeth, ready to take Zhang Dingbian's knife.

"Bell!" With a crisp sound, Meng Gelu knelt on his knees and caught Zhang Dingbian's knife, and he himself was flushed, panting and trying to open Zhang Dingbian's knife.

"Hey!" Zhang Dingbian roared, all the strength of his body was used on his arm, and the big knife approached Zhang Dingbian's head little by little.

Just when the two were wrestling, a Tartar cavalry suddenly appeared behind Zhang Dingbian and directly swung his saber towards Zhang Dingbian.

"Oops!" Zhang Dingbian had already discovered the enemy at this time, but it was too late to dodge, so he had to watch the scimitar of the Tartar slash at him.

"Click!" There was a muffled sound, Zhang Dingbian opened his eyes and saw that it was the Tatar cavalry that was cut in two, the upper body fell to the ground, and the lower body was still hanging on the horse and was dragged away by the panicked horses.

"Meng Gelu takes his life!" A knife slashed to death the Tartar cavalry who attacked Zhang Dingbian, Li Rusong didn't stop, rolled the saddle and dismounted, and slashed at Meng Gelu's neck with a knife.

"Poof!" A big and good head suddenly flew into the sky, and a large amount of blood spurted out of the cavity, and Li Rusong and Zhang Dingbian were covered in blood.

"Thank you Major General for saving your life!" Zhang Dingbian paused for a moment, and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, if the major general hadn't arrived in time, he would have confessed here today.

Waving his hand to signal that the other party did not need to be polite, Li Rusong lifted Meng Gelu's head and threw it to Zhang Dingbian, turned over and continued to kill the Tartar soldiers on the side, at this time he only had anger in his heart, and only crazy killing could be dissolved.

"My great son in danger! Rusong avenges you today! In order to create the best opportunity for his army to attack the enemy camp, hundreds of dangerous mountain children arrived at the cavalry of the Tartars with the flesh and blood of the infantry.

They didn't need to do this, they just had to hold the northeastern heights quietly, and repel the Tartar cavalry with their guns and 10,000 enemies, so that most of them could live until the end of the battle, and go home happy to see their parents, wives and children.

However, in order for the army to successfully break through the frontal defense of the old camp of the Hada Division, the soldiers of the two thousand Chiyan Legions, under the leadership of the Du brothers, resolutely chose to storm the rear of the Tartar army, and used their blood and sweat to penetrate the defense of thousands of Tartar iron cavalry.

He couldn't forget the scene he saw through the clairvoyant mirror, two hundred iron-clad men, in order to protect their robes and compatriots, actually used their own flesh and blood to resist the arrows of the Tartars, and finally ignited the explosives on their bodies and died with the Tartars!

"Ahh Li Rusong's eyes were already surrounded by tears, he roared and frantically pounced on the Tartar in front of him, the huge horse chopping knife kept waving and slashing, he was using the blood of the Tartar soldiers to pay tribute to the heroic souls of the dangerous mountain army who died in battle!

"Kill all the Tartars and sacrifice my dangerous mountain sons and daughters!" Slashed to death a Tartar officer, Li Rusong jumped on the horse with a horizontal knife, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the blue sky above his head, and roared in a deep dantian.

"Blood sacrifices our robes!"

"Kill all the Tartars"

"Avenge our robes!"

With Li Rusong's roar, one voice after another sounded, and finally turned into a sea of roars, countless Liaodong Iron Cavalry, Chiyan Legion, and even the Xilie Station militia who rushed to the main station, they let out a roar of revenge for the robe, frantically waving the weapons in their hands, killing every Tartar soldier in front of them!

Under the sun, blood splattered, and the Dangerous Mountain Army completely turned into crazy killing machines, and at this moment they didn't need any prisoners, because they wanted to sacrifice the souls of the robes who died in battle with the blood of all the Tartars!