The flags are colorful and the two rivers are crossed, and the drums of war are about to topple the mountains.

Tuomu was in front of the handsome account, discussing the matter of extinguishing the fire with the military advisor Zhehuali who had arrived. The sound of war drums came from afar, and the roar of horses' hooves resounded on the ground.

Zhehuali's face changed greatly, "Marshal, quickly transfer troops to Nanzhai Gate to hold on!" ”

With a wooden face as earth-colored, he hurriedly took Zhehuali and his own army and rushed to Nanzhai Gate.

When he arrived near the gate of the village, he saw that a mile in front of the Mongolian army camp had already been attacked by a large group of cavalry troops under black pressure.

"Archer prepare!" Demu immediately shouted.

"Whoosh"! A blue firework streaked across the top of the wood. "What is this?" Takogi is wondering.

"Boom boom", a burst of dense cannonballs, bombarded the place of Nanzhai Gate, "pop pop", fire debris flew, the archers guarding the Nanzhai Gate flesh and blood flying, wailing all over the ground.

"Don't mess around, whole team!" Tuomu brandished his saber and cut down the two retreating Mongolian soldiers, shouting loudly.

"Whoosh"! Another blue firework streaked across the sky, "Not good! Frightened, he reined in his horse and hurriedly retreated.

"Papapapa" was another wave of cannonballs bombarded next to Nanzhai Gate, and the defenders of Nanzhai Gate immediately collapsed and ran away.

"Kill!" The light cavalry of the Ming army rushed into the gate of the walled gate and cut down the Mongol soldiers when they saw them.

Tonight, the main force of the Mongolian army was caught off guard, and the elite of the patrolling defenders went to capture the hilltop battery. The stables in the camp were bombed, the horses were killed and wounded, and many horses were frightened and could not be ridden for the time being. The horses in the large camp were not in order, and there was a shortage of temporarily dispatchable cavalry, less than a thousand people.

In addition, the Mongolian army woke up in the middle of the night, sleepy and weak, and its combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

There were more than 5,000 Ming cavalry troops who rushed in, and they instantly defeated the chaotic Mongolian defenders at Nanzhai Gate and entered the camp.

Although the Mongolian infantry army was brave, it could not resist the elite cavalry of the Ming army, and for a time the Mongolian army camp was ambushed everywhere, and it was miserable.

Zhehuali grabbed the reins of the dewooden, "The marshal retreats quickly, the Ming army is attacking with all its might, and this battle has been defeated." We need to preserve our strength, and we will make a comeback after joining the Great Khan, and I will give you a broken queen! ”

"Chi Wen'er, quickly gather a group of masters in front of the marshal's account to protect the marshal's retreat!" Zhehuali drew his sword and shouted.

"Take care!" He didn't dare to fight, turned his horse's head, and ran to the rear commander with more than a dozen personal guard masters.

Tuomu rushed to the front of the handsome account, only to see that sixty or seventy masters had gathered in the handsome account, and his heart was relieved.

"Snort"! A gust of wind came, and Tuomu hurriedly lowered his head and dodged the flying stones. "Oops", several guards were shot down under their horses by flying locust stones.

"Big avalanche", Dugu Xiaotian shouted, slashing from mid-air with a sword.

Takog was shocked, turned over and dismounted, and rolled towards the handsome account. The two guards on the left and right risked their lives to block. "Bang", the two guards were shocked and fell to the ground, vomiting blood and dying.

With such a delay, the wood has rolled to the front of the handsome account. Before he could get up, a shocking sword light had already pierced his chest, and he was so shocked that he couldn't dodge.

"Dang!" A steel knife swung in the oblique stab, blocking the long sword, but it was Tuoba Lie who arrived in time. "Sonorous and sonorous", Song Shuling's sword came out like the wind, and was blocked by Tuoba Lie one by one. Tak Mu took the opportunity to retreat into the crowd of masters.

More than sixty masters saw that there were only two people, Dugu Xiaotian and Song Shuling, and they were bold, so they wanted to come up and besiege them.

"Shuling, come over here!" Dugu Xiaotian drank softly, shook his hand and threw out fireworks rockets. Song Shuling didn't dare to delay, withdrew her sword and rushed towards the place where Dugu smiled.

"Boom, boom", there was a burst of artillery in the distance. "Disperse!" With a loud shout, he rolled to the left and landed.

There were only a dozen people in the master group who heard the wood and shouted, and they also learned to roll on the ground like a tree. The remaining forty or so masters were stunned, and they didn't know why, and they didn't react. "Bang bang" made a few loud noises, and the handsome account was lifted into the sky.

No matter how high your martial arts are, after all, you are flesh and blood, and more than forty masters have become ghosts under the cannon at this moment. Ten shells bombarded the Shuai tent five zhang in a radius, the earth trembled, and all life was extinguished within five zhang of the Shuai tent.

Including the dewood, the ears of the dozen or so masters who fell to the ground were buzzing, their hands and feet were sore, and they couldn't stand up for a while.

At this moment, "whoosh", three black shadows suddenly appeared, and suddenly attacked the fallen dewood.

Hearing the awe-inspiring sound of the wind overhead, he couldn't care about the soreness of his hands and feet, and hurriedly swung his knife to block it. "Dangchang" a steel claw was shocked into the air, "Not good! This thought flashed through Tomu's mind, and his heart ached, and a three-edged steel claw penetrated his body.

It turned out that Leng Wuji was between the lightning and flint, and he performed the "Void and Shadowless" stunt and killed Demu. He pulled out his steel claws and slashed the head of the detimber with a wave of his neck.

"The wood is dead! Hurry up and surrender! Leng Wuji raised his head high and shouted, and the sound shook the Mongolian camp, which could be heard from far and near.

"The wood is dead! Hurry up and surrender! Zhehuali was slowly retreating with more than 3,000 horses from his headquarters, and when he heard this, his face instantly turned as pale as paper.

He rolled over and dismounted, knelt down to the men and horses of the headquarters who were following him, and kowtowed three times. "Eagles of the Saihambe steppe, you must fight to the death, so that I can return to my hometown with other Mongolian warriors, and I will definitely avenge you!"

"Zhehetai, you lead the 3,000 warriors of the Saihan Division, and after fighting to the death, you will never take half a step back!" , Zhehuali burst into tears and shouted.

A Mongol Khan turned over and dismounted, and helped Zhehuali up. "The immortal heaven of the grassland will bless us, chief, you go quickly, you must let the glory of my Saihan Department shine on the grassland!"

"Saihanbu, mighty!" Zhehetai's shield knife exchanged blows and shouted.

"Saihanbu, mighty!" More than 3,000 Mongolian Great Khans formed a phalanx, and their shields and swords exchanged blows, and the sound shook in all directions. With this chilling momentum, the fighting Ming and Mongolian armies in the shocking barracks all changed color.

Zhehuali turned over and did not look back. He drove his horse past the crowd of Saihan and ran towards the rear, gathering the scattered Mongol soldiers as he went. Hearing the shouts of the Saihan tribe, groups of Mongol soldiers gathered in front of Zhehua Lima, and as he headed north, they gradually gathered a huge array of troops.

"Cavalry, charge!" Zhou Yunhu shook the big axe in his hand and shouted. The Ming army cavalry, waving the mace in his hand, shouted and shouted the three thousand infantry troops who rushed towards the Saihan tribe.

"Front row, chop the horse's legs", Zhehetai shouted. More than 500 Mongolian Great Khans in the front row, bowed their bodies and hid behind shields.

"Sigh the law", the Ming cavalry rushed to the front, and the mace fell one after another. This mace is a cavalry weapon, one zhang long, weighs sixty pounds, and is covered with steel nails.

More than 500 Mongolian men removed their shields, ignored the falling mace, jumped forward, waved the machete in their hands, and slashed at the front legs of the horses.

"Papapapa", the Mongolian men in the front row were hit by maces one after another, and one was killed and injured. These big men were not afraid of death, ignoring the mace that kept falling above their heads, and desperately slashed at the legs of the horses, and in a moment, more than 1,000 Ming cavalry soldiers in the front row fell from their horses one after another.

Blocked by the front army, the middle and rear platoons of the Ming cavalry had to slow down and attack around the Mongol army.

"The wings of the cavalry are scattered, and the archers are on," Zhou Yunhu shouted. The Ming cavalry divided to the sides, and the archers of the Ming army shot a rain of arrows. All the soldiers of the Saihan tribe raised their shields one after another, and all of them blocked the arrows.

Zhou Yunhu saw that the defeated Mongol army was gathering more and more, and gradually fled north, and he was already drifting away, and his heart was very anxious.

"Fellow martial artists, follow me!" Dugu Xiaotian waved the Pingtian Sword, and with the remaining 30 or so Central Plains martial arts masters, he rushed towards the battle formation of the Saihan Division.