The battle continued, the number of people was not too many, but the battlefield was exaggerated to the extreme.

There is no retreat for either side!

If the grassland tribes can't eat this Ming army, the follow-up plan will definitely fail, and their family will starve to death this winter.

The Ming army also had no way to retreat, they wanted to go back first to ask for help, but the enemy did not give the slightest chance, and there was no hope of retreating, only a battle!

"Kill ......!"

Zhu Yong drank in a deep voice, this backwater battle, there is no way to have the slightest reservation.

On the premise of not lacking nutrition, in his thirties, he is at the peak of a man's physical fitness.

Zhu Yong, Fu Ningbo, is not well-known among the nobles, but he is an orthodox military general, and he has the experience of serving with his father in his early years;

Years of accumulation, at this moment, a blowout!

Zhu Yong abandoned the thinking of being a general in the center and coordinating the overall situation, took out a desperate Saburo posture, and rushed to the forefront of the battle.

There are only more than 1,000 people on their side, and the tactics and even the formation are not important, what they fight for is the courage to fight without fear of death, and the courage to break the boat!

Of course, Zhu Yong is also afraid of death, but he understands better that the more afraid of death in this situation, the faster he will die.

Under the leadership of him, the 'leader', the morale of the Ming army was high to the extreme, and they were all fearless of death.

According to the law of the Ming Dynasty: the Lord will die in battle, and the pro-soldiers are unharmed, beheaded!

Zhu Yongchong, more than 20 of his own soldiers had to rush; Follow the rush, the court still has a pension after death, if you don't rush, you have to be beheaded if you don't die.

Although there is no such joint sitting rule for the big head soldiers, it is also a felony to abandon the main general and flee the battle, and the current situation is that they cannot escape.

In such a situation, coupled with the fact that the Lord will be so brave, everyone has no choice, and the soldiers are ruffian, bloody...... Bang Bang!

Killing one is enough, killing two is earning.

"Kill ......!"

More than 1,000 people vs. 3,000 people, but the momentum is not weak at all, and even worse.

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"When the long ~ poof...... Zhu Yong slashed the blade of the chop, the tip of the knife was picked, and a cut was made in the enemy's chest, and the man screamed and fell off the horse......

Zhu Yong gasped for breath, his arms were sore, he was already a little out of strength, and the horse chopping knife was dull and no longer sharp, but he didn't dare to stop at all, and he still moved forward. ωＷω.ＧoＮЬ.οrＧ

One drum is like a tiger, then it declines, and three is exhausted; Zhu Yong didn't dare to stop, so he could only prolong this momentum as much as possible.

However, the decline in form made him feel bitter, he could change the situation of the battle, but he could not change the outcome.

After slashing down the two steppe barbarians again, his hand holding the knife was trembling, and it had reached its limit.

'The heavens will kill me, and my life will be suspended......'

Before he could finish his emotion, he suddenly heard the horse's hooves trampling, Zhu Yong couldn't help but turn his head, and another cavalry was killed in the oblique stab, like a sharp knife, with an incomparable momentum, brazenly rushing towards the enemy's flank.

Reinforcements, reinforcements...... Zhu Yong was ecstatic, he didn't know why the reinforcements could support so quickly, but it didn't matter.

The attire of the Ming army, the direction of the attack, and the shouts of killing all show that it is definitely reinforcements.

"Brothers, hold on, our reinforcements are coming." Zhu Yong yelled.

In fact, there was no need for him to roar, there was suddenly an additional cavalry of thousands on the battlefield, and in this bright moonlight, as long as they were not blind or deaf, how could they turn a blind eye?

For a time, the Ming army had gradually weakened its momentum and rose again.

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Near, closer...... Li Hong looked at the battlefield that was getting closer and closer, his face was red, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

At night, the sight is not as good as that of the day, but the sound of fighting, screaming, and neighing of war horses all over the mountains and fields...... and the shadowy unknown liquid, all of which tell about the cruelty, blood, and tragedy of the battlefield.

This is the battlefield...... Li Hong's pupils shook, once again, shattered his imagination.

Frightened, shocked, excited...... All kinds of emotions are mixed together, and finally turn into excitement, the ultimate excitement!

His hand holding the hilt of the knife kept trembling, and after trying several times, he couldn't pull out the knife, and he saw that he was about to engage the enemy in a short fight, but Li Hong was in a hurry.

"How many times have I told you, the more urgent it is, the more calm you must be." Li Qing's tone was flat, and immediately, he shouted violently, "Draw the knife!" ”

This shout seemed to hit his heart, Li Hong's soul trembled, and then, involuntarily, he naturally drew the knife!

'Bang! ’

The big knife suddenly came out of its sheath, and the blade reflected the moonlight, which was even more cold, and Li Hong's agitated heart also calmed down.

The next moment, he brazenly collided with the enemy army.

"Kill ......!" Li Hong shouted, and the depression that had been holding back in his heart was vented at this moment.

Of course, the next second!

"Poof..."

A bloody light rushed into the sky, and Li Hong blurred his vision before he could react, and his face was confused by the blood.

He hurriedly wiped his face, and then touched his body for a while, and just after recovering that he was not injured, a second bloody light followed.

"Puff~"

Li Hong wiped his face and let out a long sigh of relief, only then did he see the blood-red big knife dancing of his godfather.

The big knife moving at high speed cut through the air, and the sound of 'buzzing' was endless, and everywhere it went, the stump and broken arm flew sideways.

Suddenly, Li Hong caught a glimpse of two sharp arrows shooting at a sharp angle, the angle was extremely reversed, and they went straight to the godfather; It was so fast that he didn't even have time to give a loud warning.

"Bell Boom ......"

The arrow was blocked by the back of the knife, drawing a series of sparks, Tai Chi grabbed the arrow, and then flung it, and the sound of breaking the air sounded again, and the arrow was faster than when it came.

This series of actions is a long story, but in fact it is only between lightning and flint.

In Li Hong's eyes, he only saw endless afterimages, and the dust had settled before the visual information was transmitted to the brain.

Li Hong wanted to be amazed, but Li Qing took the first step forward.

"Godfather, be careful." Li Hong drank lightly.

He hurried to follow, wanting to escort his godfather, after all, ...... The godfather is old, although he has more courage, but he is not as good as him, a young man in his twenties.

In such a tragic battlefield, Li Hong's heart became more and more throbbing, and he had just calmed down, but he was in extreme excitement and could not calm down.

However, by this time, he had forgotten his fear, stared ahead, and brandished a large knife.

Li Qing slaughtered all sides and was unmatched, but he always retained some of his spare strength to protect his godson.

Taking the road of military warfare, how can there be no one who does not go to the battlefield, this is a rare opportunity for actual combat, which can sharpen Li Hong very well.

It doesn't matter if you kill the enemy or not, whether you make meritorious service or not, the important thing is the baptism of war, and the fastest way for generals to grow is to fight, and there is no one.

'Godfather, this is too violent, isn't it?' ’

'This... It's just inhuman......! ’

"Don't be stunned, isn't this the battlefield you have in mind? Fight the enemy! Li Qing's voice was not loud, but it came into Li Hong's ears very clearly.

"Yes!" Li Hong hurriedly responded, his hand holding the knife tightened again, and his eyes were cold.

Coincidentally, an injured barbarian came up to him, and Li Hong didn't want to think about it, so he used all his strength to backhand with a knife.

"Poof!"

Li Hong could clearly feel the big knife slashing into the flesh and breaking the bones......

The next moment, his body stumbled and he almost fell off the horse, but fortunately, a big hand held his shoulder in time and slapped the back of the brute on the back, so that Li Hong was able to recover the big knife stuck in the other party's body.

"Remember...... Burst! Li Qing chopped another barbarian with his backhand, and continued, "When fighting on the battlefield, you have to take care of your blades, and you don't have to be vigorous to kill, unless you ......."

As he spoke, another barbarian rushed to him, Li Qing raised his knife and fell, cutting off the man's head with a knife, and there was another rain of blood......

Li Qing then added: "Unless you have so much strength." ”

Li Hong was about to answer, but when he saw that someone from the grassland barbarians in front of him had already turned around, he was no longer so passive, and hurriedly shouted: "Godfather, be careful!" ”

"It's all said, don't be in a hurry, stay calm." Li Qing preached, solved the first few people, and continued to fight, leaving only one sentence: "Look hard, study hard." ”

Li Hong didn't have time to be shocked, he hurriedly followed, and the big knife in his hand danced, slashing at the enemies who occasionally escaped the sanction of the godfather and poured up.

This time he learned to be obedient, no longer using brute force, and only aimed at the enemy's vital points.

Xu is lucky, almost all the barbarians he has on him are injured, and no matter how bad he is, he is the kind of person who is weak in attack and obviously not in peak condition.

Li Hong's throbbing heart slowly calmed down and gradually got better.

With one charge, he killed six enemies, and the battle was very fruitful.

This also greatly encouraged Li Hong, who became calmer and more confident......

The sharp knife array rushed by, tearing the enemy open, and then, unabated, continued to gallop until it ran five or six miles in one breath, and then slowly stopped.

Regrouping the formation, Li Qing sighed and shouted lightly: "Kill again!" ”

"Kill!"

Gallop again.

Li Hong had already calmed down, and said hurriedly: "Godfather, don't rush forward so far, you have consumed too much physical strength just now, let's look at the child." ”

"By you?" Li Qing sneered, "Do you really think of yourself as a green onion?" ”

"Godfather......

"It's called Dashuai!" Li Qing's tone was light, "Just kill the enemy, how to fight the battle, Ben Shuai has the final say." ”

“…… Be! Li Hong was helpless.

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"Kill ......!" Zhu Yong's expression was excited, and he was no longer as desperate as before.

After the reinforcements were stirred up, the enemy's position was in chaos, and it was a great opportunity to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions.

No matter how bad it is, it can also be rewarded by the emperor for this merit.

Zhu Yong was extremely excited, and a source of strength grew in his tired body, and he became more and more courageous.

The same is true for the soldiers of the Ming army, the timely arrival of reinforcements has greatly increased their confidence, and it will not take an hour to eat the other side when the reinforcements arrive.

Zhu Yong exerted his strength here, and Li Qing over there also killed again, and the grassland tribes, who were already in chaos, were even more panicked.

Although the existing combat power is not inferior to the Ming Dynasty, they still dare not fight, and the ghost knows when another Ming reinforcement will be killed.

When Li Qing was halfway through the killing, the grassland tribe sounded the horn of retreat......