"Kill!"

"Don't let the Tartars go!"

The shouts of the Ming army became more and more intense, the fire guns rang out, and the artillery went crazy. Bullets and shells rained down on the tartars. Everywhere they passed, it was as crisp as cutting wheat, and the cavalry fell to the ground like dumplings.

The tartar in the back rushed up and trampled his companion into a pile of meat puree.

The bullets of the Ming army were ruthless and accurate, and they could easily penetrate the three-layer armor of Jiannu, leaving fatal wounds on their bodies, and a Tartar who was charging was suddenly shot in the arm, half of his arm was stunned, and the broken white bones were exposed in the wind, and the Tartar was terrified to the extreme, screaming in horror, and fell heavily under the horse.

Watching the Tartars fall in pieces, some people are still not satisfied, they are the trump card in Zhang Ke's hand, the most powerful self-generated fire gun. Holding the most powerful weapon of this era, they have nothing to fear.

At about one hundred and fifty paces, the eagle-like eyes locked on the leader of the Tartars, and his hands clenched the firebolts, and he was engrossed in the trigger.

The bullet quickly pierced the Tartar's helmet, and the huge human head exploded like a rotten watermelon. Kill one, reload ammunition quickly, the gunpowder advances, there is less left, and with the elimination of outdated arquebuses, the self-generated firebolt can shoot a bullet in five breaths, which is four or five times faster than the arquebus.

A total of 500 personal guard soldiers, it was simply the most vicious killing on the battlefield, leaving the horrific death to the Tartars.

But there's one more thing that is more lethal than them......

The Tartars continued to rush forward despite their fears, but they had become more and more worried and hesitant. Because of a piece of news that made them despair, the plague spread.

The old slave is dead!

His Majesty the Khan is dead!

The man who led them to unify the Jurchens, make seven hatreds, crusade against the Ming Dynasty, fought successive victories, conquered thousands of miles of territory in Liaodong, and single-handedly created the Dajin Kingdom - dead!

The sky is crumbling at this moment, and the earth is cracking.

The current qiē is given by the Khan King, if the Khan King has three long and two short, where should they go?

Jiannu tried his best to calm himself down, and desperately told himself that every qiē was a rumor spread by the Ming army, maliciously shaking the morale of the army. But when they turned back, they were shocked to find that the dragon flag had fallen!

Everyone knows that on the battlefield, the banner is the life of the general, and now that the dragon flag has fallen, even if the king of Khan is still alive, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky. At the thought that King Khan might be in danger, everyone was stunned, this was a loss that Jiannu simply could not afford.

Not only ordinary Jiannu, but even Zhang Jing, Ezhen, these leaders and generals rushed to the Chinese army, and they couldn't wait to know how the Khan King was!

The Ming army shouted and shouted to kill, but in fact, it was just a bluff and shook the hearts of the Tartar army. They just saw the old slave's dragon flag being knocked down, and as for whether the old slave was dead or alive, everyone was sweating.

Both sides were concerned about the life and death of the wild boar skin, but the wild boar skin at this time did not die.

He was knocked down by the flagpole and fell so hard that he didn't die, and a horse happened to step on his left leg. The leg bone was broken, and the old slave was also in his sixties, and he almost fainted on the spot.

When his servant generals saw that the Khan King was injured, they were all frightened and jumped off their horses.

"陛xià, 陛xià!"

"Master, master, are you alright?"

After calling for a long time, the old slave barely opened his eyes, only to see that they were all terrifyingly red, coupled with a grinning expression, it was like a little ghost from hell, to choose someone to eat.

"Liu Aita, I will kill him!"

The wild boar skin pulled his neck and roared, how could he not understand now that he was calculated by Liu Xingzuo. He acted in a scene with Ming Jun to lure himself into being fooled. Thinking of the past, he was definitely not thin on Liu Xingzuo, and he was named an official and a knight, and he was very fond of him. I really didn't expect that he would betray Daikin.

Are these eyes blind, don't you see it?

In a fit of rage, the green tendons on his temples were exposed and kept beating.

"Kill, kill, kill! You all go and kill, kill Changsheng Island, kill Liu Aita, kill Zhang Ke! Quick, go! "The old slave kept shouting like crazy, and these people under his command were stupid and didn't know what to do!

Rumble!

There was another cannon shot, and the iron sand fell from the sky, and the old slave's guards were killed two on the spot, and the flesh and blood were blurred. An iron pellet hit the old slave's chest, like an iron hammer as a heavy blow to the chest, the old slave opened his mouth, blood spurted out, and he passed out.

"Quick, help!"

No matter how stupid the people present were, they knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so they picked up the old slave one after another, turned around and ran, and didn't even care about the soldiers they brought, it didn't matter how many slaves died, except for His Majesty the Khan, who couldn't have a problem.

Tonight, Jiannu perfectly explained what it means to steal chickens and rice, not only did he not kill Changsheng Island, but even the Khan King was damaged.

More than 100 generals and henchmen protected the old slave and fled in a hurry, and the Jiannu behind lost their backbone and also had no intention of fighting. And the morale of the Ming army was like a rainbow, everyone shouted and fought wildly.

The sound of the guns was so terrifying that the pikemen could not wait any longer, so they rushed up from behind, and while the musketeers were reloading, they struck decisively.

The spear stabbed out, and Jiannu fell one after another. They divided the fleeing Jiannu into countless small pieces. The firecrackers behind him came up and quickly surrounded and annihilated Jiannu. The killing was so easy, everyone ran wildly, as long as they caught up, Jiannu didn't even have the courage to resist.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The arrogant shouting of the Ming army shook Changsheng Island and Liu Xingzuo and others who had just surrendered.

Liu Xingzuo took the men and horses to finish the play, and was taken away, after all, the soldiers who had just been attached, who knew if there were any close to the Tartars, and they couldn't fight the Tartars immediately.

They were taken to the open space opposite the bank compound, where the black press occupied a large area. All around were soldiers of the Ming army, loaded with guns and ammunition, patrolling non-stop.

Wang Bing secretly pulled Liu Xingzuo's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Big brother, what are you doing, don't kill our buddies?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Liu Xingzuo glared at Wang Bing fiercely, so frightened that Wang Bing shrank his neck and stopped talking. But Liu Xingzuo was also beating the drum in his heart, he heard that the Ming Dynasty was the most important and surrendered to the Tartars, and now he is returning to the Ming Dynasty again, and he doesn't know what people will do with it!

Don't lie to yourself, and then stab yourself in the head, that's even more wronged than Dou E!

And what worries Liu Xingzuo even more is that his brothers, if he suffers a little sin, he can save them.

While he was thinking wildly, Du Qing hurriedly ran over and walked quickly in front of everyone.

"Everyone listens, Jiannu is attacking the island, and there is a lack of manpower in front. If you want to work for Daming, please follow me. ”

Liu Xingzuo and Wang Bing glanced at each other, and hurriedly said: "My lord, our enmity with Jiannu is as deep as the sea, and I can't wait to go to the battlefield to kill the Tartars immediately!" ”

"Okay, come with me."

Du Qing led them to the front of a barracks, where hundreds of soldiers were standing, each with a razor in his hand.

"Brothers, Lord Shaobao said, cut off the braids, from now on, everyone is a soldier of the Ming Dynasty, without discrimination, like brothers!" After Du Qing finished speaking, he stepped aside, Liu Xingzuo walked in the front, sat on the chair, and silently took off his helmet, revealing his bare head.

At the back of the head, a pigtail the thickness of a little finger crawls on the scalp like an ugly caterpillar, which makes people sick. I really don't know what the Tartars think, they would make such an ugly thing!

The shaved soldier couldn't stand it anymore, cut off the rat tail from his head at once, and threw it aside with contempt. The moment the braid was cut off, the tears could no longer be stopped.

Liu Xingzuo trembled, stared at the ugly rat tail, gritted his teeth, and wanted to catch the old slave and take a few bites to relieve his anger.

"Lao Tzu is a man of the Ming Dynasty, and Lao Tzu is not a lackey of the Tartars!" Liu Xingzuo jumped up, wiped his tears, and shouted: "Brothers, follow me to cut braids and kill Jiannu!" ”

Everyone in the presence wept, and their braids kept being cut off, thrown together, and burned. Someone couldn't wait, and even cut it off with a dagger himself and burned it together.

Burning their braids, the soldiers seemed to have a heart disease, and one by one their morale was bursting, screaming and screaming, and their chests were crackling.

Liu Xingzuo carried a mace and rushed to the front, they were like a whirlwind, and their movements were like flying. These 3,000 men were the only cavalry on the island. Liu Xingzuo took the lead, crossed the Ming army, and caught up with the fleeing Jiannu.

"Kill!"

Wherever the mace passed, the Tartar's body shattered, his brains flew sideways, and every soldier used up his strength to cut off the past, and the sound of killing slaves came and went.

They stepped on the flesh and blood of Jiannu, frantically moving forward, looking at each other, Liu Xingzuo killed more than a dozen Tartars in a row, all of them were extremely miserable, and their limbs were incomplete, and the crazy killing made him finally have a channel to vent the resentment in his heart, and finally found the feeling of being a man with a straight chest!

"Brothers, kill slaves!" R1152