It was dawn, the sun had not yet set its head in the east, and the whole world was still shrouded in darkness.

Coupled with the faint mist between the mountains and forests, the hundred-man team was very relaxed and touched dozens of meters away from the city wall.

"Whew..."

Secretly adjusting his breathing, Liu Gang's eyes widened, trying to see the city wall dozens of meters away.

But the fog was too much of a hindrance, and he could only faintly see a section of the wall and a gap.

As for how many defenders there were, it was not clear at all.

However, from behind the wall, he secretly judged in his heart that there were definitely not many people.

After all, in this quiet dawn, the sound of human footsteps can be heard far away.

In particular, the sound of the army walking and the friction of weapons will spread far and wide.

Secretly adjusted his breath, reached out and patted an unarmored soldier next to him.

The soldier received the signal and gestured back, and a dozen soldiers with short knives and crossbows, also without armor, followed him and slowly touched forward.

A few minutes later, the "chirping" of birds sounded.

Liu Gang, who was holding his weapon tightly in the grass and waiting quietly, his eyes lit up slightly, and he pulled out the saber at his waist and slashed forward.

The soldiers waiting around it, without shouting or making any extra movements, formed a tactical formation and quickly rushed towards the gap.

"Who ......?"

"Ahh

The movement of hundreds of people running naturally cannot be hidden in the quiet early morning.

As soon as Liu Gang and the others left, the city wall in the distance sounded, and they asked incomprehensibly.

But as soon as the voice of inquiry sounded, an archer running beside Liu Gang, without saying a word, opened his bow to the full moon, and shot a sharp arrow in the direction from which the voice came.

I only heard the sound of "whoosh", and where the sound came, a miserable scream sounded.

The archer, who had withdrawn his bow, hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, continued to follow the team quickly.

This arrow was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the originally peaceful and quiet city instantly became riotous.

"Tsk!"

A few minutes later, a piercing sound pierced the sky.

"Up!"

A mile away from the 100-person commando, Zhu Gaoyu, who was quietly waiting with the people.

Hearing the sound of the arrow, he pulled out the sword at his waist and swung it forward.

In an instant, the team moved in unison.

There is no earth-shattering killing cry, no pre-war mobilization!

The soldiers who followed Zheng He walked overseas were the face of the Ming Dynasty, and the old man sent them were the elite of the elite.

Compared with Zhu Gaoyu, who went to the battlefield for the first time, these soldiers with rich combat experience know better how to fight, how to kill the enemy, and how to march.

What Zhu Gaoyu needed to do was to discuss the battle plan with the officers before the battle, and the rest followed the soldiers to experience the battlefield.

The footsteps are chaotic but not mixed, and the sound of weapons unsheathed is endless.

The generals ran forward quickly, waving a small flag and giving battle orders.

The petty officers who received the signal from the commander followed the instructions and adjusted their formations while being vigilant for the place where the enemy would appear at any time.

Zhu Gaoyu, who was protected by the guards in the center of the crowd, looked at the soldiers around him who were moving after hearing the order, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It is worthy of being able to sweep the Northern Yuan Dynasty and conquer the Western Ming official army.

This quality, this combat effectiveness, can be called the first in the world.

However, when he thought that this elite army would be completely defeated by a loser in a few decades, Zhu Gaoyu's heart was a wow-wow.

Damn, it's all amount, it's all amount.

Lao Tzu of other armies will not be able to do so, and the army that Zheng He brought out of the West will be decided.

As I Zhu Gaoyu said, it's useless for the old guy to come.

As the distance to the gap in the city wall narrowed, the distant cries of killing grew louder and louder.

The main force led by Zhu Gaoyu slowly turned from a trotting at the beginning to a stride.

"Engage the enemy... War! ”

The courage of the soldiers.

With Zhu Gaoyu as the commander and Wang Jin as the commander of the left capital, he went directly to the front line and charged ahead.

A few steps out of the woods, the view is sharply open.

A hundred meters away, a small city wall appeared in front of everyone, and on this city wall, there was a large gap about dozens of meters wide.

Now in the gap, a fight to the death is going on.

Liu Gang, a hundred households in the commando, was covered in blood, and the steel knife in his hand flew up and down, bringing out bloody flowers and screams.

There were already pieces of corpses under his feet, most of them were Ceylonese soldiers in sackcloth and shirtless, and of course there were several corpses of Ming soldiers mixed in.

A Ceylon soldier with an axe rushed up with a kick, Liu Gang didn't care to wipe the blood on his face, and another enemy with a steel fork pounced.

The sound of gold and iron resonated with the "bell", the enemy had great strength, ran all night, and fought with the enemy for a long time, Liu Gang, who had some prostration, did not grasp the steel knife in his hand and fell to the ground.

Unable to pick up the weapon, Liu Gang roared angrily, dodged the fatal position, used the iron tiger head on his shoulder, resisted the opponent's steel fork, pulled out the dagger at his waist, and stabbed the opponent's heart hard.

There are not so many bells and whistles on the battlefield, and there is no back and forth between you and me, and there is a difference between the swords and the losers.

Often in times of danger, experienced veterans will exchange the lives of the enemy for the least cost.

To be alive is to win!

"Kill!"

The killing cry sounded from behind, and Liu Gang, who had just pushed the enemy down from his body and picked up the knife to continue fighting, suddenly burst out laughing.

Without looking back, he picked up the steel knife that had already cut the gap, and roared loudly at the rushing enemy.

"Brothers, reinforcements are coming, and we have won."

Facing an enemy several times their size, the Ming soldiers who fought with the enemy and dodged the enemy's arrow rain were like being stimulated.

The eyes that were obscured by blood emitted a bloodthirsty red light, and the weapons in his hands that were not known to be stained with the blood of the enemy or his own blood were wielded faster.

The Ceylon soldiers on the opposite side saw a large number of Ming troops rushing out of the woods, and a trace of panic flashed in their eyes.

I wanted to turn around and run away, but the officer saw through it, roared and threatened, and continued to attack.

"Gangzi, get down!"

The dense footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, and as a rain of arrows flew from behind him, shooting down an enemy, Liu Gang suddenly heard the shouts of a thousand households.

Thinking about anything else, Liu Gang shouted "Get down", kicked the enemy in front of him, and lay down backwards.

"Bang ......"

The thick smoke of gunfire was accompanied by the sound of gunfire, and the enemy in front of him suddenly fell, and the Ceylon soldiers, who were looking stunned, seemed to have been struck by an invisible whip.

The Ceylonese soldiers, who were not half armored at the front, burst out with bursts of blood mist, screamed in pain, and fell heavily with blood spurting from their bodies.

"Team 2, fire!"

Before the Ceylon soldiers behind could see what was going on, a demonic voice sounded on the opposite side.

The Ceylonese soldiers, who rushed up to fill their positions, subconsciously looked at the place where the sound came from.

I saw a hundred Ming soldiers in red uniforms, under the command of a young man, holding a thick iron pipe with an arm attached to a wooden stick, aimed at them.

With the swing of the knife in the young man's hand, these Ming soldiers placed the burning fire fold on a short thin line next to the iron pipe.

Before they could understand what was going on, there was a burst of fire in front of the pipe, and then, there was no more.

"The Devil Devil ......"

The Ceylon soldiers, frightened by this frightened scene, could no longer heed the threat of the officer, and let out a wail from their mouths, and ran away with a rolling belt.

Zhu Gaoyu, who commanded the firecrackers, saw that the enemy was defeated by two rows of guns, sneered, and swung the war knife in his hand forward.

"Break the city, kill the enemy!"

"Daming Wansheng!"

The soldiers roared excitedly, and under the command of the officer, followed the shield bearer across the gap and killed the city!

PS: Let me tell you, the update time is tentatively set for 8 o'clock in the morning every day, and the two will be updated together.

Before it is put on the shelves, it will keep two chapters for the time being, and after it is put on the shelves, it will be ten thousand days and one month, and the rest will depend on the results.

Finally, I would like to say one more thing, please collect and invest in reading, this is related to the life and death of a book, please brothers.