I have been talking about the army on paper for more than ten years, thinking about the picture of riding a horse and killing the enemy for half my life, and thinking about the grand cause of half my life, but I have been bound by my identity, and today it is finally realized. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the continuous camp and the open land, Zhu Houzhao was excited at this time, and his heart was like a mirror, as soon as he saw that the people in the camp noticed his movements, he immediately waved his hand at the shepherd behind him, and said domineeringly: "Come with me, horse circle!" ”

The first target of the attack was the opponent's horse circle.

Sure enough, at this time, many Tatars, who had been attacked by surprise, rushed to the horse ring.

But Zhu Houzhao rushed here with people in a moment, and as soon as the gun rang out, or he didn't even bother to put the gun, he rode his horse and sprinted, rushing towards the Tatars who were close to the horse pen like a whirlwind.

Zhu Hou ordered someone to open the horse pen, and then fired a few shots into the sky, the banging sound was deafening, the horses in the horse pen were frightened, and immediately rushed out of the circle with a neigh, and as soon as they were driven away, they rushed madly towards the vast wilderness.

Tens of thousands of horses galloped, like a surging river, just like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!

The horse pen was still some distance from their camp, and when they saw that the camp began to be chaotic, most of the Tatars who came out were old and weak.

Everyone suddenly lifted their spirits, what Boss Zhu said was not wrong at all, the elite of the Tuxie Department really poured out, and here, it was just a group of old and weak soldiers.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao patted the uneasy war horse sitting down, and asked with a straight face: "Are you ready?" ”

Everyone took a deep breath, but at this time they were full of confidence, and they all responded in a loud voice: "Ready." ”

The voice is like a rainbow, and the momentum is mighty.

"So!" Zhu Houzhao's mood was also extraordinarily excited, the whole person was extremely excited, and his face exuded a confident glow.

Everything was in his own words, every step of the Tatars, their gathering points, their deployments, were all under their control, and more than ten years of hard work were obviously not in vain, and this feeling was more gratifying to him than killing a few Tatars.

He raised his knife excitedly and shouted like a rainbow: "Kill!" ”

"Kill!"

The rumbling cavalry, as if mad, rushed towards the camp.

Some of the stragglers tried in vain to resist, but before they could get closer, the gunfire was accompanied by the sound of guns, some of them were hit, some of them had never seen such a situation, and they were suddenly frightened to the face of the earth, and before they could react, the cavalry had already rushed in, and in a flash of silver light, the long knife cut off their heads and bleed.

The Tatars, who resisted for a while, could not help but panic and fled in all directions, and some even began to make painful noises.

The speed of the horse began to get faster and faster, the front was the wooden fence, but it was very low, Zhu Houzhao took the lead, directly rode the horse and jumped over, the people behind him, and even simply knocked the wooden fence away, and then, it was to let the horses run wildly, slashing all the way, putting guns everywhere, those tents, just flying horses forward, immediately knocked open, the rumbling dense cavalry team was like entering no one's land, like a sharp knife, brutally tore everything they encountered, and it was hard to let them rumble through the entire camp.

From east to west, countless tents were trampled by them, and there were rivers of blood and corpses along the way.

The entire camp was in complete chaos, and many people fled in panic, but at this moment there was no way to escape, there was no way to avoid it, and they could only wait for death.

At first, the Tatars who remained here still thought it was ridiculous, and it was only when they found that their horses had been driven away, when they heard the sound of gunfire, and when they found that these great Han shepherds were actually familiar with the dense cavalry to charge, then they realized that the enemy they were facing was not just a group of stragglers, but a group of cavalry that had really been sharpened in the steppe.

In this haste, where could the Tatars organize their resistance, and finally gather a group of people, but there were no horses, and as a result, the cavalry slaughtered like a whirlwind, and their horses broke everything, and they were already blood-drinking long knives that never showed mercy, and they were cold, and a few more gunshots rang out, and before they could react, these people rumbled from west to east.

The Tatars looked at the situation in disbelief, and seemed to be a little desperate to the extreme, and they opened their mouths and were powerless to resist any longer.

Thundered...... Thundered...... Thundered......

The sound of the horse's hooves galloping, like a war drum, led by a long blade in his hand, slashed at the back of the head of a Tatar who tried to flee in vain, and the long knife had more red and white liquid, and he waved his arms, and the cavalry behind him continued to run through the camp like a tide.

Their eyes were already red, and they began to scream in unison from the bottom of their hearts, and here they were almost in a no-man's land, and they let their horses loose wantonly, releasing their inner wildness, and even deliberately crashed into the tent, which suddenly screamed, and they laughed.

They finally liked the feeling of running, and they kept running, and the horses knocked the people who tried to stop them into the air, and the sound of bones breaking could be faintly heard, irritating their eardrums, and they laughed.

This has become a purgatory on earth, countless people screamed and screamed, no one could have imagined that here, in the depths of this desert, would also become the target of attack, which has not happened in thousands of years, these Tatar men, not long ago, were a group of cruel and robbers, but now there is only fear deep in the heart.

"Kill!"

Zhu Houzhao roared, the long knife in his hand slashed down, and at the same time, he flicked the horse's head, drove diagonally to the side of the riding formation, and then raised the knife and pointed forward.

"Kill!"

The red-eyed shepherds roared in unison, like thunder, and thousands of horses' hooves leaped up, stirring up dust, and their long knives were raised high above the top, and the edge could compete with the scorching sun. The blade was covered in blood.

The last shred of confidence was finally completely lost in the hearts of the Tatars who had no headless flies, and everyone began to flee in panic like lost dogs.

The defeat was like a mountain.

In other words, before they really started fighting, they had become lambs under the butcher's knife and were wantonly slaughtered, which was something that had never happened.

Zhu Houzhao didn't know how many people he had killed, his arm was already sore, he took people with him, and almost completely razed the camp to the ground, and it was only then that he completely realized that no one here dared to stop his soldiers.

In the camp, there were thousands of corpses, and the frightened people bowed down one after another, whispering something in their mouths, Zhu Houzhao stood on the horse, looked at the devastation coldly, and said sharply: "Gather all these cowards, men get together, women get together, let the men collect the corpses, and the women bury the pot to cook, hungry." (To be continued.) )