Zhao Ming took the lead, and Zhang He and the monkey on the left and right were like two guards guarding the wings.

The trio formed an awl and began to slash through all obstacles in front of them, creating opportunities for the follow-up teams to tear apart the opposing formation.

Rao is Zhang He's spear, and the monkey's twin knives are impenetrable, and someone still kills him.

It was an arrow that shot straight at Zhao Ming from the back of the opponent's camp.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Zhao Ming's figure shook slightly, but the movements in his hands did not stop for a moment, and he continued to slash.

The arrow sank into his chest, and was finally blocked by the plate armor inside.

There were also people who shot arrows from the flanks, and the arrows did not enter the right arm, but Zhao Ming's body only shook slightly, but the movements of his hands were not affected at all.

Since it was a wave of attacks with less and more fights, how could it not be fully prepared.

It was also because he knew in advance the power of the Manchurian bow that each brother not only had plate armor on his chest, but also wrapped several layers of dried cowhide around his arms.

If the cowhide is not enough, a piece of air-dried beef is tied inside, this thing is not weaker than the cowhide, and the dried beef is like a brick.

Boom!

One person wanted to block, but Zhao Ming's head knife was so easy to block, the knife head smashed down the weak position in the middle of the opponent's blade and couldn't withstand this kind of impact and broke directly, and the blade tore his flesh and blood without hesitation.

With a wail, Zhao Ming quickly passed this person and continued to rush forward, his eyes under the mask staring at the suspected leader of the outer man behind the crowd in front of him.

Bang! Bang!

Several muskets sprayed projectiles with smoke, and two projectiles shot directly into Zhao Ming's chest and abdomen.

But a sharp weapon like the Manchurian bow could not break through the defense, and the bullet could only sink into the inner layer of cotton armor.

"What's going on out there?"

The banner lord of the Ba'a neighborhood in the rear frowned at this time, removed his eyes from the besieging camp tent, and looked into the distance.

"Lord Huiqi! It seems that another group of grassland herders is attacking us, but now that Zuo Ling is leading the warriors to counterattack, it is estimated that it will be subdued soon. A subordinate hurriedly responded.

"Hmmm! It should be the group that just escaped. "Ba'a Neighbor Banner Lord Ba'a Neighbor. Gehr nodded.

"Tell the brothers to speed up, there are many flag owners in the rear watching, don't let others see the joke."

"Yes!"

After instructing his subordinates, the banner lord Ba Alin. Geer's gaze turned to continue to look at Wang Beibei and his party, who were stubbornly resistant.

These two are still a bit difficult to bite, but Mao Ming Anbu is easy to say, as for the Darhan department, it is even more difficult to do, and that Durhan seems to be very bloody.

At present, we can only clean up the Maoming Anbu as soon as possible, and then concoct the Darhan Ministry.

"Owner! Shepherd! The brethren can't stand it anymore, and they can't escape now, man! There were people everywhere, and the brothers would be shot into a sieve as soon as they rushed out. Finished! We're done! ”

A warrior from Maomei Abe cried, his voice piercing with despair.

Listening to the other party's crying, Wang Beibei must have kicked it over, but now he doesn't have the strength to do so.

Several archery masters in the tribe have been sniped by the other party, and he is close to him to guard against the enemy approaching step by step, and the bowstring is frequently pulled with both hands as if it is about to be wasted, and every muscle is twitching.

He turned his head to look at the old man with a somewhat dull gaze, his head drooping and very depressed.

For the first time, he, a simple-minded guy with well-developed limbs, felt guilty.

The old man didn't say that the Outer Mongolians are also a pack of wolves, and they are also seeking skin with tigers.

Originally, if he had followed the old man's approach before, he might not have encountered this kind of thing.

"Alas, Wang Beibei, you know now, right? It's a pity it's late. ”

It seemed that he saw Wang Beibei's thoughts at this time, and the old owner Beishan let out a long sigh.

When he looked at Wang Beibei, there was no previous disappointment in his eyes, but only plain and calm.

"This person lives in the world, and there will always be a time when he bows his head, and he who does not bow his head and cannot live in this world.

It's just that this time the price is a bit big, and our entire tribe has to pay for it. ”

Beishan looked into the distance with some pity, and through the firelight and the chaotic figures, he saw the tribe young man fall to the ground in a miserable howl.

I saw the women being swept onto the horses by the Outer Mongolians who laughed fiercely and wildly, and slapped their buttocks with their big palms like slapping goods.

The old men of the tribe wanted to resist, and they were greeted by a merciless blade swing.

Blood splattered, and the howl continued.

Perhaps the Momei Abe, which has existed for hundreds of years from now on, will no longer exist.

Beishan thought secretly in his heart, and his eyes were gradually despairing.

However, at this moment, he suddenly trembled, his ears moved, and he couldn't help but look sideways and left and right.

"Wang Beibei, let's see if there's something going on outside?"

Beishan frowned and ordered, he vaguely felt that the sounds around him were a little chaotic, and there seemed to be other exclamations and noises in the distance.

A little farther away, there are all Outer Mongolians, what happened to the Outer Mongolians?

Hearing this, Wang Beibei nodded, and at the moment they could only huddle near a few tents and piles of goods, with limited vision.

The ordinary brother looked around and was likely to be killed by an arrow from the other party, so he cautiously approached the flank, and first took out an arrow and stretched it out.

Immediately, he quickly lowered his body and leaned out sharply to look out.

Just for a glance, he was stunned, and it took a second or two before he retracted his head under the fierce pull of Beishan.

"You're crazy!" Beishan scolded angrily, this bastard boy was quite clever before, don't you know how many shooters are around nearby?

"Old.... Old man.... It seems like.... It's like...."

Wang Beibei gradually came back from his stunned thoughts, and then he stumbled a little, "It seems that there are a lot of Outer Mongolians around us." ”

"Scattered?"

Beishan was suspicious, thought about it, swapped places with Wang Beibei, and cautiously and quickly poked out.

I wanted to shrink back quickly, but I was also stunned when I looked at it.

Because there were indeed a lot fewer Outer Mongolian cavalry on the periphery, only seven or eight were left wandering, and these Outer Mongolian people were a little suspicious, and they all looked in the direction of the south.

You must know that there were at least four or five hundred Outer Mongolians surrounding them before, why are they scattered now?

"Old man, what do you think is going on?" Wang Beibei was a little puzzled, "Why don't I take someone out and kill it?" ”

Hearing this, Beishan did not reply immediately, but frowned and groaned carefully.

"South! They look to the south .... What's in the South? ”

Beishan muttered in his mouth, his hand kept pulling his beard, and his beard was about to be torn off several times.

"You look to the right again, look carefully, if you can't climb up and see, is there something going on over there?" Kitayama commanded.

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At the same time, on the other side, in the Pingqian Tunbu station, a bonfire had been set up on the side of the road, and fortunately, some remaining dry firewood and cow dung were found in this house.

It's just that at this time, there are only a few dozen people around the bonfire to warm their bodies, and the rest of the people are all brushing and riding their horses again, and they stop outside Pingqiantun and look north.