Bada's mouth was wide open.

He wanted to say something, but the big arrow that came out of his mouth didn't give him a chance to speak.

In a hurry, the Manchurian man in armor stretched out his arms and grabbed the arrows that came out of his mouth, and jumped wildly there as if he were stuck in his throat.

His eyes were bloodshot.

It's as if something parasitizes and robs me of consciousness.

Until it suddenly stopped, its body slowly fell to the ground like cartilage.

Several nearby Manchurian soldiers who were eating Shaqima were also shot at the same time.

These Manchurian soldiers, who were tasting the food of their hometown, never imagined that it was the Manchurian arrows that should have been shot at the Han people that took their lives!

The powerful arrows directly pierced the armor of the Manchurian soldiers, mercilessly burrowing into their bodies, or stopping the Manchurian soldiers' heartbeats on the spot, or causing their lungs to bleed instantly, or making them unable to move.

Wahuda was also shot by an arrow.

The Riding School, who had always said that he was the nephew of the Vice-Chancellor, was a bit lucky, because he was not shot in the vital position, and the whizzing arrow passed through his right arm.

But the force of the arrow was so great that Vahuda's arm seemed to be twisted by a huge object, and the whole person looked south, but in the blink of an eye, he looked north.

"Enemy attack!"

The instinct of the Eight Banners Warriors made Wahuda endure the great pain coming from his right arm and roared.

However, before the aftermath stopped, there was a huge pain in his back.

A large arrow had already sunk into its body.

Looking at the still quiet military village in front of him, and the burning bonfire, Wahuda fell to his knees unwillingly, pointed forward with his right hand, muttered words in his mouth, and tried to crawl forward, but until the light in front of him was completely lost, he still knelt there motionless.

All consciousness in the mind is in vain.

"Enemy attack!"

Manchurian soldiers on the watchtowers on both sides of the gate also shouted, accompanied by the shouts of two corpses tumbling from above.

"Plop" twice, splashing dust.

One of the Manchurian soldiers had not yet swallowed his breath, and his body stood up like a zombie from time to time, and the blood in his mouth spurted out as if he didn't want money.

The Manchurian sentinels who shouted for the enemy's attack failed to give a second warning, and were sent to the king of Hades by Zhao Jinzhong, who was not far away.

At the same time, dozens of sharp arrows shot like rain towards the Manchurian soldiers at the gate of the village.

It makes a "horn" sound when it is tied to the wooden door.

Several Manchurian soldiers who had dodged the first round of arrows did not have time to react at all, and were knocked to the ground by the second volley of the Ming army.

"Kill Du Min!"

Seeing that Zhao Jinzhong succeeded, Wang Wu, who had been prostrate on the ground, jumped up and shouted, holding a big knife from the dark night like a demon rushing out of the fog and rushing to the gate of the village.

"Kill Du Min!"

The warriors of the Ming army, who were also holding broadswords, appeared one after another from the night.

There is only a killing intent in his eyes.

"Don't let the Han rush in!"

After a Manchurian soldier who was not killed by an arrow found that the Ming army was rushing towards the walled gate, he didn't know where he got the courage to staggered to the walled gate, and his arms were tightly wrapped around the walled gate, and he wanted to block the Ming army with his own flesh and blood, so as to buy the last time for his comrades in the camp who had not yet reacted.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Wang Wu, who was the first to rush to the gate of the wall, waved his big knife mercilessly, and slashed down the arms of the Manchurian soldiers holding each other through the wooden fence.

Knife falls!

Both palms fall to the ground at the same time!

The blood on the broken wrist touched Wang Wu's face like a water gun.

The broadsword slashed heavily into the thick wood with the mouth of the bowl below, and with a "horn" sound, the wood was broken in two.

The blade slashed straight to the ground without resistance, bringing out a deep slash mark at the same time, it also shocked Wang Wu's right hand.

"Cut!"

One after another big knife slashed on the gate of the wooden village, and when it was almost chopped, the soldiers of the Ming army in the front row roared and slammed into the gate, and the gate immediately collapsed as if it were torn apart, and the wood was scattered all over the place.

"Kill!"

Stepping on the corpse of the Manchurian soldier behind the door, the Ming army quickly extended forward like a sharp arrow shot into the village, and then surged towards every corner of the village like a tide through countless streams.

Kill, set fire!

The soldiers of the Ming army who poured into the village rushed into every room they could see, frantically slashing and killing the Manchurian soldiers who were still asleep, and those who were awakened by the sound and rushed out to check before they even had time to put on their armor.

"Son of a Tartar, die!"

Wang Wu's personal soldier Cao Diwei slashed a Manchurian vest to the ground with a knife, and the blade turned to another Manchurian vest that was staring at him with his pants in his hands.

The vest, which had no weapon in hand, subconsciously took a few steps back, but because he retreated too quickly, his left foot stepped on the corner of his pants, and the whole person was caught off guard and tripped to the ground.

Before he could reach out to grab the weapon that was set aside, Cao Diwei's broadsword had already fallen.

The vest without armor protection had a blood groove cut out of its chest from left to right.

In the blood trough, Sen Sen's ribs are as neat as ribs.

This scene made the other two Manchurian soldiers who had not yet risen scattered in horror.

One jumped out of bed without even wearing clothes, and went to get the knife he had placed on the end of the bunk, trying to fight with the Ming army.

One was wrapped in a quilt and was in a daze, I don't know if he was scared stupid, or if he slept too soundly and suddenly woke up in a daze.

The Manchurian soldier who wanted to hold a knife was unexpectedly killed on the spot by the Ming soldiers who came in with Cao Diwei, even though this Manchurian soldier was extremely fierce.

Cao Diwei jumped on the shop and swung his knife at the Manchurian soldier who was wrapped in a quilt and stared at him, and when the knife was about to fall, the Manchurian soldier came back to his senses, and his body rolled subconsciously, but the big knife did not slash at his chest, but on his legs.

The pain made the Manchurian soldier wail in the quilt.

The quilt was also stained red with blood in an instant.

"Brother Cao, I'm going to set fire!"

Xu Lin's voice came from outside, the former Green Battalion sentry was leading his men to set fire to the cage completely, so that the Manchurian soldiers in the village would flee in panic, or it would be difficult to argue that the enemy would kill each other.

Surprise attack, the basis of the victory of the Ming army.

Chaos is the best ally of the Ming army.

Zhao Jinzhong also led his archers to follow behind the broadsword team, shooting at the Manchurian soldiers who rushed out with weapons to resist.

With the rapid advance of the Ming army, half of the Cizhu cage was in chaos.

Some Manchurian soldiers reacted by reacting, but when they rushed out with their weapons, they found that they were all their own people who were being slashed and killed in their sight.

All have braids!

Who is the enemy?!

The short stunned god took their lives.

It wasn't until the Ming army cut down these Manchurian soldiers, who could not distinguish between friend and foe, that some Manchurian soldiers noticed that the enemy seemed to have white scarves tied around their necks or arms.

Unfortunately, they found out too late.

Similar situations are playing out everywhere in the village.

After Ye Bu was awakened, he rushed out with his subordinate Goshha as soon as possible, but he knew that the village was attacked by the Ming army, and there were enemies slashing everywhere in front of him, but Ye Bu didn't know what to do.

It's just that he doesn't know who the enemy is.

In a daze, someone shouted: "Run away, my lord, there are too many Ming troops!" ”

This shout made Yebu immediately decide to withdraw, as he could not lead anyone to stop the chaos in front of him.

"My lord, let's go!"

Seven or eight Manchurian soldiers fled to Yebu in the light of the fire, led by a bloodied vest, and the shout just now was made by this man.

"Come with me to protect Lord Totong!"

Ye Bu did not only care about his own escape, but thought about the safety of the deputy capital.

Just as he motioned to the armored men to go with him to find the deputy commander, the Manchurian soldier who shouted that there were too many Ming troops suddenly took advantage of his unpreparedness and stepped forward and slashed him at the back of the neck.

This knife was unexpected, not only Yebu did not expect it, but also the Goshha people around him.

Ye Bu, who was about to drop his head, was shocked and wanted to look back to see who had attacked him, but his head couldn't turn around.

I only heard my own Goshha screaming in my ear: "You are not Manchuria!" ”

"No, I'm Manchuria!"

Kang's answer was extremely firm.

He is Manchurian.

It is also Manchuria!