Zhang Biwu faced the surging Qing army, and he knew that there was only one way to persist in meeting the victory-morale! Right! All the way! Morale must not be lowered! The desire and pursuit of victory must not be lost!

Zhang Biwu looked at the thunderous hooves and the enemy horses galloping over, and what he thought to himself was: "Xiaoxi, if Uncle Zhang dies in battle, I will play with you in the sky!" If I can not die, then it proves that I can definitely make a career and break out in the troubled times! ”

Zhang Biwu stood in front of the formation, and he shouted: "Everyone! Did you all see that just now? The Manchurian army, which has always claimed to be strong and invincible, has repeatedly attacked us with superior forces, but we have all been defeated! Prove that everyone is a hero! Each of you can become the chief soldier of the Weizhen side, and you can all become a rich man by virtue of your military exploits, as long as you want! As long as this time you can repel the Qing army! ”

Zhang Biwu stood under the military flag, and he glanced up at the military flag above the arrow tower. He wants to let the military flag fly high above the arrow tower, so that Wang Pu in the distance, so that Wang Pu knows that victory is expected, so that reinforcements will come! The important thing is that the military flag can inspire the soldiers to fight bravely, and if the morale is not discharged, victory can be expected.

Zhang Biwu climbed to the top of the arrow tower, and there was a drum standing in the arrow tower, and he just wanted to keep beating the drum and tell his thousand soldiers that hope would never be broken.

"The Ming army is mighty!" Zhang Biwu shouted, he just wanted the soldiers to shout out at the same time, and he must not lose to the Qing army in terms of momentum.

Hearing Zhang Biwu's roar, the soldiers of the Ming army were immediately infected, they were convinced of Zhang Biwu, and now Zhang Biwu roared, Liu Fang and others also roared, of course they had to roar out.

What's more, as the commander, Zhang Biwu stood in the obvious place of the arrow tower, and the military flag was fluttering, he would become the target of the public, but he was not afraid, so the soldiers were even more afraid.

"The Ming army is mighty!" The Qing army that was charging was surprised! What they saw was a soldier who looked at death as if he were at home and had a strong fighting spirit, not the Ming army that had no fighting spirit before.

"Die!" The Qing army's cavalry was launched, and they wanted to sweep the Ming army first through a round of cavalry shooting and beat the morale of the Ming army.

But what they didn't expect was that the Ming army's bird gunners were actually not afraid of the rain of arrows under the escort of the shield soldiers, "Bang! Bang bang! Successive shots.

"Uhhhh Yes! After being shot, the Qing soldiers let out one wail after another, and then turned over and fell off their horses.

"Look! Arrow Upstairs! The military flag of the Ming army! Someone beats the drums! Shoot him! "Qing Bing found out about Zhang Biwu." Shoot! "Whoosh" Some Qing cavalry shot at Zhang Biwu.

The arrow passed by Zhang Biwu's side, and with a "whoosh", Zhang Biwu's hand holding the drumstick was grazed by the arrow, bringing blood, and his hand holding the drumstick couldn't help but stop.

Zhang Biwu gritted his teeth, and what was revealed in his eyes was desire, for victory, and for meritorious deeds. "Bang", this time the drum beat very loudly.

This sound seemed to reach the bodies of the soldiers, which made the soldiers' hearts lifted, and then what made them even more excited was Zhang Biwu's bold words: "Ha Lu Ha! Brethren, do you see? This is a full soldier who is accustomed to martial arts and flaunts mounted archery! They have shot so many arrows at me, and not a single one of them will hit me! They are afraid, afraid of you! You who have awakened the soul of the Ming Army in your body! ”

Zhang Biwu pointed into the distance with a drumstick and shouted: "Brothers, look! Did you see that? You will be victorious, you will be victorious, you will be full of riches, you will be welcomed by people in the middle of the road, and flowers will be thrown before the heroes! You're all revered heroes! Wealth and honor are yours, as long as you are like your ancestors, like a man and a soldier, to fight bravely! ”

Zhang Biwu shouted with all his might: "None of the Ming soldiers are of a bad breed!" Every soldier who fights bravely is a hero! ”

Zhang Biwu turned around quickly, he slammed the drum hard, and with a "bang", it seemed to shake the earth and shake the mountains! Heaven and earth tremble!

"That's the proof! The drums are beating! The flag is flying! The Ming army is mighty! Zhang Biwu roared hoarsely.

The sound of drums stirred in the hearts of every Ming army soldier, even if they could not see the military flag, but they also set up a military flag in their hearts! They were originally hot-blooded men, but now they are all inspired by Zhang Biwu with infinite pride in their hearts!

"Yikes! Stop it! When a rider saw the bird's hand facing his companion, he leaped on his horse and raised his saber to stop the bird's hand. But the bird hand only glanced at him contemptuously, not afraid of the cold knife on his body. With a "bang", the gun was fired, hitting another Qing horseman.

"Damn!" Qing Ride is on fire! As soon as the saber in his hand was raised, with a "porphyry", a canopy of blood sprayed out, and the bird's hand fell to the ground, he still held the gun tightly in his hand, and a big hole was opened in his chest, and blood was still spurting out.

He glanced at the blood on his body, and he only thought that this was the heroic blood passed down from his ancestors, and he must not be sorry for the blood on his body! I'm also a hot-blooded man! Not a bad breed!

He gritted his teeth and reluctantly loaded the ammunition into the chamber of his gun. "What?" Qing Qi saw that he slashed him, but not only did he not give in, but he also dragged his seriously injured body to continue fighting. Qingqi wanted to turn around and hand over to the kill.

"Da, da" The horse's hooves are fast! The bird gun that fell in a pool of blood held the bird gun to Qing Qi, and he opened his bloody mouth and shouted: "Come on! "Finger pulled the trigger.

"Bang", a headshot! Qing Cai was killed, and the "whoosh" saber was thrown out, and then inserted into the ground, and he could no longer be murdered.

But the only misfortune is that the war horse that helped the abuse still ran to the bird hand, lost the master's control, and was injured by a shot, and the war horse finally fell down with a "porphyry", rolled on the ground, and pressed heavily on the bird hand.

He looked at the military flag fluttering high on the arrow tower, this military flag was as bright as fire, and the word Dou Da Ming embroidered with gold thread was beating, like a heart that never stops beating. The bird smiled pilgrimly, and he died with a smile......

The sound of "Ming Army Mighty" has not been cut off, and it has been continuous, transmitted to the distance.

In the distance, where the main Ming army of Datong Town was stationed, Wang Puzheng was standing, he didn't dare to move, he was afraid of the enemy like a tiger.

Wang Pu sighed and said, "Zhang Biwu, I really underestimated him!" I didn't expect him to be so bold, kill my commander, seize the command of a thousand people, and drag them to fight the murderous Manchus, presumably all of them are dead now, right? Alas! I'm afraid that the court will blame me and say that I lost my troops and lost my generals, and let the Qing army enter the customs from the victory fort! It's good to lose my office, I'm afraid that my head will not be guaranteed! I wonder if a hundred captives will alleviate my sins? ”

Wang Pu's confidant Jiang Fei was very angry, he hated Zhang Biwu to death, because the Jiang Qian killed by Zhang Biwu was Jiang Fei's younger brother! When he heard this, he cried bitterly, and vowed to avenge his brother no matter what!

None of Wang Pu's generals dared to speak out, none of them dared to think that a pawn would dare to kill the commander and seize command to fight against the fierce enemy, and they also knew that Wang Pu imprisoned Zhang Yi in order to clear his name.

"Ahh This sound! Wang Pu's eyes widened suddenly, and his ears were pricked up to listen. Did you hear that? It's like a shout! A cry that shook the heavens and the earth! What a majestic shout! It seems to be called ......"