There must be brave men under the heavy reward, what do the grassland men care about the most? Isn't it just a pasture and a woman? The little prince commanded an army of 150,000 and cheered! A long snake winding through the mountains of Weng Guan quickened its pace.

The 100,000 troops under the command of Yi Bu also continued to enter the battlefield, and these sturdy men rode war horses and brandished scimitars, rushing into the Wengguan Pass within a radius of only a few miles, becoming the raw materials of this flesh mill.

The fight was like a wildfire in the wasteland, and the blood stained the fluorescence of the moonlit night. The steppe warriors were like moths to a fire, constantly fighting in the mountain passes, and the corpses quickly piled up to form hills.

"Abba, what should I do? I can't get out!"

"yes, got it. He's supposed to be here, right?"

Heishui River, 30,000 fine horsemen go straight up the river. Balsborot, or Hua Houwei's slave Ganao, looked at the mountain pass dozens of miles away with a four-hoofed flying snow under his crotch, and laughed softly: "Abba, your son, your Jinong is here!"

A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood! The thousand-man teams could only last for a quarter of an hour, and then disappeared into the flesh mill at the Wengguan Pass. Whether it is neither the stab nor the little prince, he can only keep throwing his strength into the grinding plate, hoping that he will be the one who will persist until the end. The black mountain pass continues to extend to the southeast, and the growing body is not a mountain rock, but a warrior war horse that was still alive before!

"Quick!" He didn't stab at the dwindling warriors behind him, and he didn't care about the pain. As long as the little prince is blocked in Weng Guan Mountain, his killer weapon can be on the other side of the mountain and truly become the winner and loser. Who said that the grassland can only be a catty family? You can also do it yourself, or you can be a horse!

"Report! Taishi, Jinong's 30,000 iron horsemen have come over!"

Thunder on the ground! He didn't look at Al Bald in disbelief: "Didn't you say that you have already seen Balsborot die? What about your soldiers?"

Al Vulture was also in a dream: "Yes! Bachyin's 20,000 men are in Ordos?"

"Alas!" Don't stab a long sigh! What's the use of talking about it now? Under the front and back attacks, it is a blessing to be able to escape. "Let's go! Come with me to Qinghai, this is Batu Mengke!"

"It's not that time yet, we still have a chance!" "Alas, Albald, don't be reluctant to give up the fat of Ordos, where is our Mongolian not home? Let's go, it's too late if you don't leave!"

Balsborough had already begun to charge, and the sound of the horn trombone pierced the night sky, and the little prince in the canyon was overjoyed, and raised his horsewhip in laughter: "Zarut! Your third brother is here, blow the trumpet!"

On the other side of the Heishui River, Bao Dahai was eager to try: "Your Majesty, let old Bao Shang, right? It's time to decide the winner!"

Zhu Houzhao shook his head: "You can't do it yet. Old Bao, this is the first large-scale combat of new weapons, and you still have experience shortcomings. Well, this way, you can follow the rain. Buyu, what I want is not total annihilation, not defeat, but deterrence. Deterrence! Do you understand?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Lao Lei Province. Surround them, and those who disobey will be killed!" Lei Buyu's body was straight, his eyes were sharp, and his hands were constantly trembling slightly, revealing the excitement of the coming big battle in his heart.

"Hmm." Zhu Houzhao nodded with satisfaction, and pointed to Wengguan Mountain Pass, the flesh mill: "That's it! Wherever the Ming cooking wolf army goes, it is where the sun and the moon shine! Go ahead!"

"The last will be ordered!" Lei Buyu strode around and left, Bao Dahai followed excitedly, took two steps, and then turned back to Zhu Houzhao to salute.

"Long live the slave, the slave also wants to fight!" Liu Jin was aroused by the iron-blooded anger in his chest, and begged Zhu Houzhao.

"Haha!" Zhu Houzhao laughed proudly, he was definitely the first emperor of the ages, and even the eunuchs around him wanted to make meritorious contributions. "Liu Banban, you can fight! I'm going to war, too!"

"Huh? Hooray, never!" Liu Jin didn't expect Zhu Houzhao to be so belligerent that he wanted to go to the battlefield in person. That wouldn't work, if there was a what-if? Even if you don't, you can't afford to fall down!

"Humph! Afraid of what? There are soul chasing guns, Makqin, is there really an enemy horse that can reach the place of a stone's throw in front of me? Get up, and see no blood, how can you follow me to open up an unprecedented prosperous world?" Zhu Houzhao kicked Liu Jin, who was lying on the ground, and scolded loudly.

"Long live Lord, long live..."

"Wheeze a fart! Get up, Lao Tzu is now Yasukuni General Zhu Shou! Hurry up!"

Liu Jin reluctantly got up from the ground and chased after two steps. He was afraid that Zhu Houzhao would simply leave him and go directly to the front line.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and the complacent Balsborough commands the army to surround and defeat the army. With a team of 10,000 people, he kept fleeing towards Yongsheb. Suddenly, there were three more bright red fireworks in the sky, and after a few loud bangs, the earth exploded into several flames, and the corpses of people and horses flew in the air in the firelight!

"It's broken!" Balsborough is a trembling, such a firearm is only available in the Ming Dynasty!

Da-da, da-da-da, the characteristic gunshot of Makqin rang out, and Balsborough shook it so that it could be planted from his horse. "Everybody stop! Stay where you are!"

Balsborough was already frightened by Hua Houwei, and when he heard Makqin's gunshots, he immediately had no intention of resisting. This is a Jedi, and in front of it is Weng Guan Mountain, and the little prince's men and horses can't run away, how can it be his turn? Charge? Forget it, I'd rather be captured than be the nourishment of the grassland in the coming year!

The pursuers behind him no longer pursued, nor did they stab and Al Bald breathed a sigh of relief, but Makqin's gunfire rang out, and the two looked at each other. What is it? Either way, let's go back to Yongshebu first.

The 10,000-strong team slowly marched towards the southeast, but was immediately met with a head-on attack. In the darkness, countless tongues of fire formed a fire net, and the war horses and warriors in the net were instantly cut into pieces of corpses and scattered on the ground!

"What is this? Oh, my God! Demon's Whip!" Al Vulture exclaimed, he had long known that Balsborough had been beaten by Daming, and the name of the Demon Whip was also thunderous. When I saw it today, it was not inferior to the legend at all.

"Retreat!" He didn't dare to rush forward any further, and immediately ordered to retreat.

The little prince was waiting in the canyon to taste the fruits of victory, when he suddenly heard the sound of mortars and the sound of Makqin's gunfire, and his heart fell to the bottom in an instant! It's too familiar, and the scenes of Cailiangshan that year are repeated in my eyes in an instant.

"Abba! Abba! What's wrong with you?" Zarut cried out, grabbing the already tilted little prince in one hand.

"Heaven, Immortal Heaven! Heaven will kill me!" The little prince shouted, his hands stretched out to the sky, and tears flowed uncontrollably in his eyes!

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