"Kill ......!"

The morale of the Ming army skyrocketed, and they fought bloodily.

Shi Heng attacked the weak point of the cavalry - the flank.

This move was effective, the Tartar momentum had been pressed down, and the cavalry was not unable to turn the horse's head in the melee, but it was difficult to quickly form effective damage.

Taking advantage of this gap, the reinforcements were in full swing, stabbing with spears and cutting off horses' legs with broadswords.

Shi Heng's army is all combat soldiers, and he was in Datong before, galloped to the aid of Zhu Qizhen, fought with the Tatars twice, has rich combat experience, and absolutely forbids the order.

They strictly implemented the plan formulated by Shi Heng before the war, and the results were remarkable.

For a time, the Tatars who were killed turned on their backs, and the superiority of the cavalry could not be brought into full play.

Li Qing shook the long knife, turned the horse's head and killed towards the flank.

Before, he was alone, and the risk of attacking the flank was too great, but now that there are more people, he can fish in troubled waters.

In terms of kung fu, Li Qing can even be said to be beyond the scope of human beings, but he is not an immortal after all, and he cannot resist thousands of troops head-on, and melee is his home field.

One person rushed to the galloping Tatar cavalry, purely looking for death, don't talk about him, the little old man had to rest when he came, so Li Qing was wandering and fighting, and he didn't rush into the Tatar camp, and he couldn't break through alone.

Now it's different, Shi Heng's nearly 10,000 people have successfully pitted the two armies against each other and turned it into a big melee.

As a result, the Tatars were not only unable to exert their cavalry momentum, but also lost even the most basic unified dispatch.

"Kill ——!"

Li Qing drank lightly, picked up the long knife and killed the Quartet.

Shi Heng had been observing Li Qing intentionally or unintentionally, and when he saw that the giant knife was dancing like a windmill, he couldn't help but secretly speak.

I'm dripping obediently, how much strength does this knife have?

Shi Heng was shocked, and the giant knife was definitely over 100 catties, plus the blessing of arm strength and inertia, the power of a knife was at least 500 catties.

Tens of meters away, he could feel the chill brought by the giant knife.

'Click... Puff ......'

The armor and sinews were broken, and the head of the man and the head of the horse flew horizontally.

Shi Heng's face twitched: Eight hundred catties! The strength of this knife is definitely 800 pounds!!

I'm a mother, is this person the reincarnation of the overlord?

"Kill!"

Shi Heng aroused his belligerent heart, and waved the twenty-pound broadsword in his hand, and with the blessing of his powerful arm strength, each knife weighed more than 100 catties.

Although it is not as strong as Li Qing, it is also powerful.

In the melee, personal bravery has a great impact on morale, the friendly army has a god of war, the main general is brave and abnormal, not afraid of death, the morale of the Ming army is stronger, and the shouting of killing is loud.

On the battlefield, momentum is especially important, and shouting can not only lift people's hearts, but also unite their own spirits and spirits, and at the same time counteract the fear in their hearts.

"Kill ——!"

Nearly 10,000 people shouted, and soon led the Ming army guarding Desheng Gate, and the two echoed each other, and the momentum was even stronger!

Like a wave of materialization, it has a strong impact on the psychology of Tatar.

What's more, this is Guannei, and it is the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

Not at home, they were already weak-minded, and in the face of such a Ming army, they no longer acted like a tiger and began to retreat.

About two quarters of an hour later, the Tatars departed.

"Damn, you guys can run fast." Shi Heng looked at the dust and cursed.

"The whole army rests on the spot, and after two hours, supports Andingmen."

The soldiers said yes and busily went to convey the military order.

Shi Heng glanced at Li Qing in the distance, and saw that he was sitting cross-legged on the ground to recover his strength, so he was about to step forward to talk.

"Mr. Shi, Mr. Shi is really timely!" Several generals from Deshengmen hurried over to express their gratitude.

At the beginning of the war, their hearts were cold, and they even thought that they would be wiped out tonight.

"It's all their own people, as they should be." Shi Heng was perfunctory, his eyes kept glancing at Li Qing, and seeing that the two of them were not finished, he said, "Let the brothers eat something first, recover their strength, and there will be a battle before dawn." ”

"Mr. Shi is high-minded."

"It's still Mr. Shi's thoughtfulness." Several people complimented, they naturally knew this common sense, and had already ordered it.

Civil officials pay attention to personal feelings and sophistication, and military generals also talk about this, but in a slightly different way.

When the friendship arrived, several people took their leave and went back to rectify.

As soon as the few people left, Shi Heng immediately rushed to Li Qing's location, this fierce general, he vowed to be included in his command.

Yu Qian couldn't keep it, he said.

The distance of dozens of meters was not far, and Shi Heng soon came to Li Qing.

The moonlight was hazy, but the distance was so close that Shi Heng still recognized him at a glance.

"Li, Li Qipin?" Shi Heng was shocked.

He really didn't expect that this fierce person was Li Qing, and he didn't expect Li Qing to be alive.

Shi Heng originally thought that Li Qing would be trampled into pulp if he went deep into thousands of troops alone, but he never thought that he was not dead, and he rushed back.

Li Qing opened his eyes and said, "It's General Shi, it's time for you to rush to the aid of the Beijing Division this time, how is the situation of the Beijing Division now?" ”

"You, you just came back?"

"Ang, I'm here tonight." Li Qing nodded, "How long has the Tatars been attacking the city?" ”

Shi Heng was jealous of the royal flag in Li Qing's hand, and said politely: "The Tatars also started attacking the city tonight. ”

Then, he said sincerely: "Li Qipin...... Li Du is really a blessed person in the matter! ”

Li Qing smiled tiredly and asked, "Who is guarding this city gate?" ”

"Ah, it's Yu Qian Yu Shangshu." Shi Heng said, "Li Du wants to see the adults in the matter?" ”

"Hmm... It's good to see you. Li Qing nodded, "Take me to meet him." ”

"Uh... Good. Shi Heng was a little unhappy, he was the chief soldier, a little Qipin didn't need honorifics to talk to him, and he just looked like a matter of course.

Isn't it great to have a royal flag?

Okay, that's great, but you might as well respect me.

Although Li Qing called him a general, he had no respect at all, as if 'general' was just a title, sparse and ordinary.

If you are unhappy, you will not be happy, but Shi Heng does not dare to show it, and he has fully appreciated Li Qing's arrogance.

and Li Qinggang, who holds the banner of the king's life, is purely unhappy.

~

The two came to the defenders' camp, and only then did they know that Yu Qian was in the city.

Seeing this, Shi Heng rubbed his hands and said: "Li Du is in the middle of the matter, the city gate has been locked, and if this battle is not over, the city gate will never be opened, so it is better for you to mix with me." ”

"Messing with you?" Li Qing's expression was strange.

"Ang," Shi Heng patted his chest and said, "Be my overseer, and guarantee that you will be promoted to the third level afterwards." ”

Shi Heng is not stupid, how can someone who can get the banner of the king's destiny have no background, plus Li Qing is indeed strong, it is necessary to have a good fate.

"I'm sorry, I'm really tired of doing the prison and everything." Li Qing waved his hand, "You go and rest." ”

"......" Shi Heng is angry: You won't be able to use it if you give you a chance!

"So what are you doing?"

"I'm resting too." Li Qing said.

“……”

Li Qing ignored him, found a secluded place, recovered his strength and true qi, and analyzed the current situation.

The situation was similar to what he expected, and even slightly better, the soldiers defending the city were single-minded, and foreign aid was coming, as long as it lasted three or five days, the Tatars would retreat.

Looking at the city, Li Qing dispelled the idea of going to the city, and everyone saw that if they were seen, no matter what else they were, morale alone would have a great impact.

'Huh-' Li Qing plunged the giant knife into the ground and rested against the knife.

He didn't rest for many days, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.

As soon as the eyes were closed and opened, two hours passed, and the Tatars did not come again.

Li Qing was woken up, got up and walked to Shi Heng, and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go to Andingmen." Shi Heng said, "The Tatars have suffered such a big loss here, most of them will attack Andingmen, which is the closest to this place. ”

"Hmm... I'll go too. ”

Shi Heng was overjoyed: "You agreed to be a prisoner?" ”

"Overseers?" Li Qing sneered: "I'm here to kill the enemy." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out his knife and put it on his shoulder, "Let's go." ”

"Uncle, who is that person?" Shi Heng's eldest nephew, Shi Biao, straightened out the formation and rushed to the front army, yesterday Shi Heng rushed forward, he was stabilizing the Chinese army, and did not notice Li Qing's demeanor.

"Someone better than you." Shi Heng was upset and hummed, "Okay, it's all in order?" ”

"Alright." Shi Biao grinned, "Uncle, let me rush this time, my nephew also wants to be added to the ranks." ”

"You bastard boy......" Shi Heng scolded with a smile: "Uncle can still treat you badly, you can't succeed, you will attack after you get to Andingmen." ”

Shi Biao was overjoyed, and his chest thumped: "Come on, uncle, just look at it, the nephew will definitely kill the Tartar crying father and calling his mother." ”

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Li Qing's back again: I want to see who is Biao.