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"Merciful Immortal God! Send down gods to save your faithful believers from this demon! ”

**While following this companion, desperately resisting, while praying hard in my heart.

As a member of the young warriors of the barbarian tribe, ** has always believed that the Mongols are the strongest warriors in this world. As long as he wields the scimitar in his hand and harnesses the horse under his crotch, he can get anything he wants.

In his opinion, the cowardly barbarians of the Ming Dynasty would only hide in the city, watching them gallop across the land of the Ming Dynasty, plundering women, slaves, and property as they pleased, but they did not dare to go out of the city to fight.

"These people are as weak as sheep and can be bullied, as long as my Mongolian warriors show their knives in front of him, these cowardly guys will fall to their knees and be at our mercy" for a long time before ** thought like this, he wantonly killed the men and children of the Ming Dynasty, and insulted the beautiful women of the Ming Dynasty as he wanted, he always thought that the Mongols were the darlings of the Immortal Heaven and should rule this world. Until:

Countless Liaodong iron horsemen in black armor and armed with terrifying three-eyed firearms, like the most ferocious and bloodthirsty wolves on the grassland, frantically pounced on the chaotic Mongols. They first raised their guns in a skirmish formation, and then quickly formed a dense arrow formation, wielding the heavy firearms in their hands as iron hammers, viciously smashing and killing every Mongol in front of them.

In the face of the crazy and brutal attack of the Liaodong Iron Cavalry, the Mongol soldiers, who had long been demoralized, cried one by one or ran away desperately, or knelt on the ground and abandoned their weapons and surrendered. The 5,000 army was like 5,000 cowardly lambs, wailing and being bitten and slapped by the Liaodong Iron Cavalry like a pack of wolves, but they did not dare to resist on a large scale.

At this time, ** was surprised to find that these Ming troops were even more terrifying than the vicious wolves in the disaster and famine years on the grassland, they were silent one by one, even if they were seriously injured, they did not say a word, but silently brandished their weapons and continued to kill.

** Really scared, at this time he found that he was killing defenseless old and weak women and children, humiliating those women who had no ability to resist, in front of this group of wolves as terrifying as the Ming army, like snow under the sun, melted away, replaced by a deep fear that came out of his bones.

"It's impossible to surrender, I killed so many Ming Dynasty barbarians, and these Ming troops will definitely not let me go. But how can I escape! "I let out a weak voice in my heart**,** A strong sense of frustration swelled in my heart, I am afraid that I am in a catastrophe today.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, ** The whole body was like a lightning strike, and he fell softly, and the strength in his body quickly disappeared.

"Ahem, could it be that these people are the incarnation of the black wolf god under the command of the shaman" Such a thought flashed in his head, and he completely stopped breathing.

As Timur was captured alive by Monk Lingqin, a large number of Mongolian centurions and commanders were killed in battle, and the soldiers of the Mongolian army completely lost their fighting spirit.

But the Liaodong Iron Cavalry, which has been stimulated by the miserable scene of Pingshanzhai and turned into a demon, is not in the mood to receive any prisoners at this time: the eldest prince said before that there is no need for prisoners, so all the Mongols should die!

With such an idea, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry didn't care whether the Mongols surrendered or not, but just blindly killed wildly, killing every Mongol in front of him, and avenging the misfortunes of the Ming people!

"My Liaodong Iron Horse is invincible!"

"Kill!"

Zhang Dingbian's whole body was already covered with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was the enemy's or his own, and now he was like crazy, staring at the blood-red eyes, frantically whipping the war horse, and leading his team of 100 to chase a group of fleeing Mongolian cavalry.

"Fire!" Seeing that the enemy was approaching the attack distance of his own three-eyed firecracker, Zhang Dingbian roared, and the brothers behind him raised the three-eyed firearm one by one, and quickly lit the fire, and shot at the Mongols intensively.

"Ahh The Mongols in front erupted into a terrible scream, and all of them fell off their horses, trampled into flesh by the hooves of the troops of Zhang Dingbian who followed.

This battle of revenge lasted from late night until dawn, and the Liaodong Iron Cavalry won a complete victory, and in addition to more than 500 Mongolian cavalry, more than 4,000 people were killed, and more than 300 people, including the commander Timur, became prisoners.

Stepping on the first rays of the rising sun, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry returned to Pingshanzhai with blood and thousands of Mongol heads.

"You are Li Rusong?" Timur had already woken up at this time, stared at the young Ming army general in front of him with big eyes, spoke fluent Chinese, and asked in surprise.

"Jie Ji, Lao Tzu is the Yama King Li Rusong you are looking for!" With a cold smile, Li Rusong kicked Timur off the horse, stepped on his head and said.

"Ahem, you ignorant boy! What kind of hero is winning by sneak attack! Don't even think about it if you want me to surrender, I, Timur, am a warrior across Mongolia, not comparable to a thief like you" Trying to raise his head, Timur scolded angrily.

"Oh? Who said I'm going to make you surrender? Lao Tzu is now also putting you in the middle of the mountain and paying tribute to the thousands of people of our Ming Dynasty who were killed by you! I'm an LGB hero! There is a kind of rushing to Lao Tzu! Actually, TMD knew that Lu Dao tortured and killed the defenseless people of my Ming Dynasty! British you MLGB" Li Rusong's face suddenly changed, and he grabbed Timur and shouted, the whole person was murderous, so frightened that Timur's whole body involuntarily began to tremble.

"Truly, you Mongols are warriors in the face of my unarmed and defenseless people, right? A pack of filthy wolf cubs! Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will also kill the Mongols! Look who dares to bully me again! Stepping on Timur's face, Li Rusong said slowly, and the whole person became more and more cold.

"Someone! Offerings! Let the people of the Ming Dynasty be in peace! Ignoring Timur, who was already pale with fright and speechless, Li Ru shouted loudly.

"Whoa!" With a burst of shouts, the Liaodong Iron Horseman, who had been fighting all night and was stained with blood all over his body, was like a demon who came out of the eighteenth layer of hell, and one by one took off the Tartar heads hanging from the horse's neck, and still went to an earthen altar in order, and thousands of heads were directly piled up into a small mountain.

"Execution!" An order was immediately given, and hundreds of Mongol captives, including Timur, were stripped of their shirts and pushed to the altar.

"The soldiers of Pingshanzhai! Innocent and unjustly killed my Ming people! Open your eyes and see, today and now, I, Li Rusong, and my Liaodong Iron Cavalry soldiers, fortunately do not disgrace their lives! Capture all the puppies who killed you, and if you have a spirit in heaven, you will see clearly, and Rusong will avenge you! You can close your eyes! Li Rusong, who was in tears, strode to the altar, knelt down on one knee and shouted loudly.

"With the blood of the Tartars, I will pay tribute to the heroic souls of the people of Liaodong! Execute! With Li Rusong's order to execute, Liu Changchun personally led hundreds of nights without collection, holding sharp flesh-cutting knives to capture Timur and other Mongol prisoners.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I, the hero of Timur, would end up like this. Immortal God, aren't these people the embodiment of the brave and invincible and jealous Black Wolf God under your command to devour us murderous and cunning monsters? Could it be that even Changshengtian is on Li Rusong's side? With his godless eyes open, Timur looked up at the sky and muttered as if he did not feel pain.

"Daddy, take a look at the spirit of heaven, Brother Li has avenged you. My son is also going to join the army, I will kill many, many Tartars to avenge you, you have to watch me in the sky" The little dog tearfully buried his father's body carefully, and said with a smile.

On the eighth day of the fifth month of the 41st year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, Li Rusong, the son of Li Chengliang, a general in Liaodong's dangerous mountains, personally threw off 5,000 iron horsemen under his command, and fought with Timur, the first warrior of the Mongolian barbarian king's tent, in the north of the Pingshan Cottage in Hedong, and completely annihilated the Mongolian army and beheaded 4786 people, the Ming army killed 2232 people, and 598 innocent people were slaughtered by the Mongols.

No one would have thought that it was this battle as a starting point that the Mongols, who had flourished and grown since the Tang Dynasty and had been inherited for hundreds of years, began to move towards the road of destruction!