"Lord Governor, let's leave."

It was his Han Chinese staff who spoke.

In fact, it is not only the Han Chinese who are being Sinicized, but the Tatars who are also being Sinicized.

The Yuan court, which moved north, was in a process of being re-Hu after being sinicized and limited by the status quo on the grassland.

Ah Ra Zhiyuan frowned, but he didn't say anything, he actually retreated in his heart, after all, these enemies are not easy to mess with at a glance, even if they can win, it will be a disastrous victory, if the troops lose too much, it is questionable whether he can keep his current position.

Seeing that the Zhiyuan didn't answer, the staff breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Lord Zhiyuan, the enemy is well-armored, the formation is like a mediocre hand, I know that the warriors of the immortal sky are by no means weaker than others, but the task given to us by the Taishi is to intercept the grain road of the Ming Kingdom. ”

Arazhiyuan frowned and said: "Since it is to block the grain road, if these people are allowed to leave, how should I explain to the Taishi?" ”

The staff said solemnly: "A small batch of baggage trucks, and enough for the trapped more than 100,000 Ming soldiers to eat a few meals, if in order to block this team of baggage trucks, and the loss of soldiers and generals, can not fulfill the important task of blocking the grain road entrusted by the Taishi, wouldn't it be a betrayal of the Taishi's trust in you?" ”

Arazhiin was about to descend the steps and lead the troops to retreat, when he saw the general wearing a golden mask and helmet on the opposite side, raise an arm, and wave forward.

"Whew!"

Behind him, the ironclad cavalry, standing on the hillside with two rows of feathers behind him, rushed down like a sea of mountains, and the target was obviously the men under his command who were originally besieging the Ming army's food team.

"Arrogance!"

Arazhiyuan was shocked and angry, these colorful and miscellaneous beards didn't even say hello, they dared to rush at them with inferior numbers, and they didn't pay attention to them at all.

The staff's faces were full of consternation.

Arazhiyuan glanced at him coldly, and ordered: "Don't fight the enemy, wait for the rest of the troops to assemble!" ”

At present, there are only more than 2,000 people who have gathered around the Arazhiyuan, and more than 2,000 people who originally besieged the grain team, and the rest have all scattered out to loot, and they have not gathered together, and it is not a matter of time and a half to gather them.

The Tatars quickly laid out the best way for the Tatar cavalry, wandering on the flanks with lightly armed bows, constantly firing with their bows, harassing the charging missions, and the elite men armed with iron armor lined up in the rear, waiting for the cavalry to weaken or be disturbed by the archers, and then charged.

Arrows rained down on the cavalry of the Mission, most of whom were bounced off.

However, only a melodious wolf howl was heard.

A bony arrow slammed into the plate armor on Hans's chest, and it was easy to pierce it, and the remaining strength supported it to pierce its flesh and skin, Hans only felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if a bloodthirsty giant wolf was gnawing at the flesh of his chest, even with the strength of his wolf body, he still felt that this arrow almost killed most of his life.

Looking up, the face of Arazhiyuan, who was standing on the hillside with a bow and arrows, also showed a trace of surprise: "This color and beard are so hard armor that even the magic arrows carved from the white wolf's teeth can't be shot!" ”

The white wolf is a kind of giant wolf on the grassland that has become a spirit, can resist the fishy wind, come and go without a trace, the most difficult to catch, their teeth are even more sharp characteristics that penetrate all things, through the shaman infused with divine power, is a precious treasure for sniping enemy generals on the battlefield.

In the face of the rain of arrows from the Tatars, some of the hussars continued to fall to the ground and fall from their horses, but the vast majority of them, still like the wind, crashed into the enemy group under the incredulous eyes of the Tatar light horsemen.

In an instant, people turned on their backs, screaming again and again.

If the hussars were just sharp spears, the Monks who followed them, the knights of the Edict were the sledgehammers they raised, and the mounted archers on the two wings, the Iron Floaters were the tanks that crushed everything.

And then, it was a massacre.

The weapons of the vast majority of the Tatar cavalry could not even penetrate the armor of the legacy's cavalry.

According to this trend, the light cavalry thrown out by the Arazhiin to harass the enemy and delay the attack of the cavalry of the mission will be eaten up in a short time.

Ah Ra Zhiyuan's eyes widened angrily, and he roared, and a giant wolf phantom appeared faintly behind him, bending his bow and arrows, aiming at the golden-faced general who was rushing to kill in the crowd.

The golden-armored general obviously dared to know the killing intent he came, and the cold mask was facing him, followed closely, raised an arm, and in his hand, the infinite golden light condensed into a golden holy spear.

At this time, the two of them coincidentally, and they both had a premonition that they were locked by each other, and no matter how they dodged, they couldn't get out.

"Holy."

Lothar groaned lightly, and the magic power in his body was rapidly injected into it, with his current spiritual power, it no longer took half of the power to cast a holy spear, and the power became more powerful than before.

I saw that the holy spear and the bow and arrow shot by the Arazhiin came out of their hands almost at the same time, with a sharp explosion, and hit both sides at the same time.

Lothar didn't dodge, the Holy Cross plate armor was shot with a bow and arrow, and an illusory wolf head that couldn't see it really roared into him, and then there was no more—the Stone Talent was launched, and the blow was unscathed to Lothar.

And the Arazhiin on the other side didn't have such good luck.

His chest was pierced by the Holy Spear, and the golden Holy Radiance lit him into a torch, and a giant wolf with a fierce roar could be faintly seen, letting out a miserable wail in the Holy Flame.

The holy flame spread rapidly.

The acquaintances gathered around the Arazhiyuan, including the Han staff, were engulfed in flames and let out a terrible scream.

After the blessing of the flame characteristics of his dragon bloodline, the holy flame displayed by Lothar is far inferior to Jeanne in terms of destroying evil, but his holy flame is even hotter, and can even calcine the soul of the enemy like the breath of the ghost dragon.

Lothar shouted: "The enemy will give the head, who dares to fight me!" ”

Such a big movement has long made the hearts of the people of the Alazhi Academy float, and the rear is still preparing to attack the personal guard cavalry, and the most elite combat force in the Alazhi Academy, before it is dispatched, it is found that the battle situation in front has been defeated.

The leader of his own family, who had unparalleled archery skills, had already ended up with no bones left, and he couldn't raise his will to fight, so he retreated one after another.

As the saying goes, the poor don't chase.

But in fact, once an army loses its organization, no matter how elite it is, it is as easy to be slaughtered as a flock of sheep, let alone with Lothar, a general with a double fear aura, leading the charge.

Occasionally, a few tricky enemies were also taken over by him, or Veneto, Charlie and others, and killed.

…

Soon after that at the Civil Fort.

He also sat on the back of a high-headed horse purchased from Central Asia and the Timur Khanate.

He looked at the messy camp of the Ming army, and his eyes shone with a fierce light.

The Ming army is retreating!

He believed!

The eunuch named Wang Zhen and his master really believed it!

The stupid emperor of the Great Ming Kingdom was really ready to retreat and came out of the turtle shell.

He bent over with a smile.

In the past, he went to meet Zhu Qizhen and was canonized as the so-called "King Jingshun".

At that time, Zhu Qizhen sat on his throne high on the ground, showing the majesty of the emperor of the Heavenly Empire, and he didn't even look at him more, who would have thought that this seemingly majestic emperor was actually a wine bag and rice bag wrapped in gold and jade!

At the moment, the offensive and defensive trends are also different.

"Pass my order, all the subordinates, prepare to charge and capture the Emperor of the Ming Kingdom alive!"

I saw that the layers of orders were passed on, and the elite armored cavalry around him, the nomadic light cavalry on the outer layer, and the outermost conscripted tribesmen without mounts, like a slow-moving giant beast, slowly unfolded their formation.

"Taishi, urgent military situation!"

A scout, shouting loudly, galloped his horse.

"Taishi, ah... The right wing led by the Arakzhi Institute was wiped out! ”

"What!"

A palpable look of astonishment appeared on Yasen's face.

If it was before he became a real and unknown khan, he probably wouldn't have cared about the fall of the Arazhi Yuan, and it wasn't his direct subordinates anyway, and his death weakened his rivals.

But right now, it's in the war with Ming.

He is not only the leader of his own Rus, but also the real ruler of the entire Varat Tatar regime, and the Arazhi Yuan is no more reliable than Tokhtar, as well as those servants recruited from the Jurchens and Duoyan Sanwei.

His eyes widened, and he grabbed the scout's collar: "The cavalry of the Ming Kingdom is weak, although there are many foot soldiers, even if they win, how can they wipe out the more than 10,000 cavalry under the command of Arazhiyuan?" ”

These days, good news is frequent.

I also thought that the elite division that chased the dead and chased the north and swept the caves in the plough court was gone forever.

The scout said with a sad face: "The enemy's cavalry is fierce, and the enemy general has extremely terrifying divine power, and with a wave of his hand, he burned the prefect to ashes..."

"Where is the enemy now?"

I'm in a hurry.

The scout hurriedly said: "The enemy is marching from the south at a rapid pace, and we are only twenty or thirty miles away. ”

I couldn't help frowning.

An elite Ming army that can eat the Alazhi Academy, or cavalry, which makes him a little indecisive at first, once he is killed by this cavalry from the flank and behind when he attacks the Ming army, he may be defeated.

And now, the Ming army is moving, and the Ming army, which is already sleepy and hungry, has fallen into great chaos, which is the most favorable opportunity for the Tatar army to strike, this is a good opportunity given by immortality, how can it be missed?

"Let Polo lead his troops to go, no matter what the cost, stop this enemy horse!"

Halos Polo is also the younger brother of Yexian, who has been infused with totem divine power by the shaman of Changshengtian, has the courage of ten thousand people, and is known as the first warrior of the grassland, and once tore a black dragon of the extreme north alive with his bare hands.

When he subdued Duoyan Sanwei before, it was Polo who personally attacked, killed Duoyan Wei's commander Naier Buhua, plundered his people, and greatly increased his strength.

Even if the enemy really had a good horseman, he believed that Polo would be able to defeat the enemy horseman, and no matter how bad it was, he would be able to stop it.

The fighter plane was fleeting, and no one knew whether the Ming army really wanted to evacuate, or wanted to find a place with water to re-camp.

The Ming State claims to have an army of three million, even if the emperor is stupid and incompetent, and there is a serious shortage in the army, if you fold it in half, it is also an army of 1.5 million, this terrifying number is enough to make any country in the world fearful.