Meng Nanfeng, who picked up the Shenwu spear, was like a god of war, no matter who it was, he was not his opponent, this Shenwu spear was like an arm and a finger, and it was extremely agile. With a slight blow, a person who was obviously the Grand Duchy of Moscow flew out, and then stabbed out at a tricky angle, and a Warat man who wanted to sneak attack from behind was stabbed in the neck, and he fell off his horse before he even had time to scream, and he didn't know if he was stabbed to death by Meng Nanfeng or trampled to death by a horse.

This kind of battle is more tragic than the ordinary fighting in the rivers and lakes, and it also makes Meng Nanfeng more excited, who does not have a dream of being a general, riding a BMW, holding a spear, and fighting with the enemy on the battlefield, this kind of blood-boiling thing, let Meng Nanfeng also sigh.

A shot smashed a Tatar out Meng Nanfeng looked in the middle of the other party and saw Tumen and Mada Timur, who called the two obviously.

Dare to go in the direction of Tumen, the enemy troops encountered on the road were all packed up by Meng Nanfeng with a divine spear, and the spear rolled like a poisonous dragon, and no one was an enemy of one move.

"Barbarians die!" The white dragon horse quickly came to the front of Tumen, and Tumen saw that Meng Nanfeng had arrived, and the people around him were swept away by Meng Nanfeng with a shot, among which Timur was the most unlucky. He was swept out by Meng Nanfeng like a thunderbolt, and his chest suddenly felt as if he was hit with a heavy hammer, he knew that his ribs were absolutely broken, but he was still a little lucky, that is, he survived.

He knew that Meng Nanfeng's Shenwu spear weighed 800 catties, and it was invincible when it was completely deployed, and now it was very good that he could survive under his casual blow. But suddenly a bullet flew over and instantly hit the head of the motor Timur. At this time, the flintlock pistol does not say that you will definitely die if you are shot, but if you are shot in the head, it is absolutely dead, so unfortunately the motor Timur was hit by a stray bullet and died.

The death of Mada Timur Tumen does not want to take care of it and can't take care of it, he is now fighting Meng Nanfeng. He didn't understand why Meng Nanfeng was so powerful, his Tumen's force was ranked first in the entire steppe, and later betrayed the tribe and took refuge in Moscow, and the southern and northern wars all the way to the next level, but now there is still pressure in the face of Meng Nanfeng.

As soon as the handle of the long knife in Tumen's hand turned, the blade was reversed from the side and aimed at Meng Nanfeng. Meng Nanfengshen's spear blocked the blow with a white crane's bright wings, and also prepared to stab Tumen's arm.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, but it was the sound produced by Tumen's instant playback and Meng Nanfeng's weapon colliding.

"Ha, yes, yes. There are people like you among the barbarians, and among my men, those who can surpass you can be counted on one hand. Put your name on it. "For Tumen, who can take a few tricks from him, Meng Nanfeng is still quite interested.

Tumen held his knife on the ground with the hilt, his eyes full of fear. He didn't know what the person in front of him had grown up eating, why his strength was so great, and his skills were so powerful.

"Grand Duchy of Moscow, Tumen." Tumen only gave his name but not his surname, because he had given up since he went to Moscow.

"Okay, remember that it was Zhu Youan, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, who killed you, you don't have to worry, they will go down to accompany you soon." Meng Nanfeng pointed at the people around him and smiled cruelly.

"Bastard." Tumen was furious and picked up his weapon and rushed forward, in his opinion, Meng Nanfeng was contemptuous of him, he always only had 100,000 troops, and they were more than 300,000, how could they lose.

If Meng Nanfeng knew what he said, would he tell him, don't be too naïve, there has never been a shortage of less to win more in history, not to mention the overlord Xiang Yu's 30,000 to break Liu Bang's 570,000 This top record, Meng Nanfeng is really nothing with his 100,000 to 450,000.

In the face of Youtumen, Meng Nan Fengshen didn't use skills or anything, although his skills can completely torture this guy to death, but he still prefers to use brute force to break it, this way to make the opponent powerless and desperate is his favorite.

"It's time for you to take a curtain call." Dodging Tumen's mortal sword, Meng Nanfeng made an anti-god maneuver, and the Shenwu spear directly slashed through Tumen's arm, and then his arm was broken like this.

"Ahhh The arm was suddenly severed, and Tumen let out a wail, causing everyone around him to look at him.

Meng Nanfeng didn't care whether he wailed or not, he knew that now was an opportunity, no matter how angry Tumen was with the blow that ended together, in his mind, Meng Nanfeng was the Prince of the Ming Dynasty and the one who wanted to become the emperor, and he would definitely cherish his life very much, so he chose to die together.

Meng Nanfeng's face did not change, he completely ignored the blade on his chest, and his Shenwu spear went straight to the opponent's chest.

I only heard a pop, and the Shenwu spear penetrated Tumen's armor and easily stabbed into Tumen's body, Meng Nanfeng used a twist, and the entire internal organs in Tumen's body were shattered, and now even if Daluo Immortal descends to earth, he can't save it.

Tumen's mouth opened slightly, not knowing what he wanted to say, but he hung up without saying anything.

"My body has long been invulnerable, just because you want to hurt me, you think too much." Thinking of the surprise that the blade of Tumen crossed his chest just now but there was nothing to do, Meng Nanfeng was disdainful, a barbarian is a barbarian, and he didn't know if he was invulnerable.

Solved Tumen and Mada Timur, the rest are people from small tribes, they have long been dissatisfied with Badulu and others, and they have long had an agreement with Meng Nanfeng, and now that Meng Nanfeng has killed Tumen, they will naturally turn back.

"Soldiers, victory is at hand, follow me to kill the enemy and make contributions, and the marquis is right in front of you, kill!." With a burst of encouragement to the soldiers behind him, Meng Nanfeng rode a white dragon horse and rushed over with a Shenwu spear.

Defeated, defeated like a mountain. The vanguard of the alien alliance was caught off guard by the musket team of the Ming army, and then Meng Nanfeng personally charged into battle to boost his morale, and personally killed Tumen, so that the rest of the people of the small tribe saw that there was no hope and then all turned back according to the agreement, and then besieged the troops of the Grand Duchy of Moscow with the Ming army, but they were all annihilated.

However, Badulu and the others in the rear were frightened when they learned about the situation, and they didn't dare to think about other things, so they thought about how to break through.

Meng Nanfeng led the rest of the troops and the people of the small tribe to encircle Badulu and others, and then staged the matter of taking the head of the enemy general among the ten thousand armies again in the field, and the alien alliance army was completely defeated.

"Your Highness, in this battle, a total of 250,000 allied troops including the Tatar Varatulya, the Hakhinchak Khanate, and the Grand Duchy of Moscow were beheaded, most of whom were shot by musketeers. There are still about 60,000 enemy wounded, and we have already listened to His Highness's order to mend all the swords, and the rest of the enemy troops were mistakenly killed by our own people or died under the hooves of horses in the confusion. Li Heng, who reported the battle results, glanced at Meng Nanfeng and said, "Mada Timur was killed by a stray bullet, Tumen, Badulu, and Hua Thorn were killed by His Royal Highness, Aruha was beheaded by General Zhang Hu, and the rest of the enemy's senior generals were killed by General Zhang Hu, such as Brother Li, Kades, Manwiel, and Yicha, and among them, Hodishu, Li Wei, Dongfangtang, Wang Ying, Hua Rui and others who had fled to Tatar and other places were also killed by our army. ”

Meng Nanfeng laughed after hearing this, and the people around him also looked at him with admiration and fear. Needless to say, the eyes of worship are the people of the Ming army. Meng Nanfeng did not come to the border for a long time, and in less than two years, he led them to defeat the Namu and tribe first, and now he has broken the 450,000 coalition troops of the foreign race, obtained gold, silver, treasures, grain, grass, horses, cattle and sheep and other livestock, and the personal force is also first-class, how can this not make the Ming army worship.

The people who are afraid are the people of the small tribes who are against the water, these small tribes are only a little more than 30,000 people now, and most of them are injured, it would be good to have 20,000 people after going back, and these small tribes are also unions, and they will definitely dissolve this federation when they go back, and no one knows how many will survive when the time comes, and it is Meng Nanfeng who caused all this. Looking at the high-spirited Meng Nanfeng, how could these people not hate it, but they didn't dare to show it, because they had been frightened by Meng Nanfeng, if Meng Nanfeng was not satisfied, they could be killed now.

After laughing, Meng Nanfeng raised his head and asked Li Heng. "What about our losses in this battle."

"Our losses in this battle were not large, the musketeers lost forty men, the assault cavalry lost seventy-two, and the wounded were thirty-four in all, all of them lightly." After saying these words, everyone around him looked at Meng Nanfeng dumbfounded, even Li Heng. Although these people were trained by Meng Nanfeng, Meng Nanfeng also said that they were the most powerful in the world, but now I can't believe it.

"Well, it's still too tender, after I go back, I will take care of the dead soldiers, if anyone dares to stretch out his hand, I will destroy his nine clans, as for the other soldiers, take out half of the gold and silver treasures obtained this time as a reward, and give me double the training after I go back." To be honest, Meng Nanfeng is still a little dissatisfied with the number of deaths, in his opinion, only no more than a hundred can be considered to be trained, these soldiers are elites even in a slightly more advanced world after secret training, and now they are beaten like this by the small northern alien race.

Meng Nanfeng's words made the surrounding generals excited, of course they knew how many good things they had obtained when they participated in this battle, half of the treasures, everyone could get a lot, which made them even more in awe of Meng Nanfeng, who didn't like a prince who was not greedy for money, for the sake of his subordinates, and was very powerful.

As for the people of the other races around him, Meng Nanfeng casually ordered them to leave, Meng Nanfeng didn't want to plan more, but in his opinion, it was completely unnecessary.

After these aliens go back, they will definitely be killed by the Warat Tatars and other forces, after all, they are the only ones who go back on this expedition, and the rest of the people are all dead, how can they be spared.