Seeing Wu Sangui stunned like this, Bai Lang wanted to go out of the city, others didn't dare to let him out, Wu Sangui just came, and then after hearing Bai Lang say this, of course he had to be in a daze...... "Uncle Uncle, I want to go out of the city to fight a grass valley." The head of the Tartar can be exchanged for reward, but I am very miserable, and I really have no money, so I look for the Tartar to borrow the head. Bai Lang repeated it again, signaling Wu Sangui to hurry up and order the door to open.

Wu Sangui looked at Bai Lang for a long time, he touched his face, looked left and right, looked at Bai Lang again, and finally grabbed his hair, "A few of you follow Bai Shaobao! What? Don't have so many people? Just lead the way? Okay, open the city gate! Bai Shaobao take care!" Wu Sangui decided to order troops when he went back, and sent someone out with soldiers to see if he could get Bai Lang back-if something happened to Prince Shaobao in his place, it would really be difficult to explain.

But for now, I can only let Bai Lang out, hoping that the soldiers I sent can be smarter and lead this Bai Shaobao to the wrong path, don't really go to Jianzhou Tartars. "This Bai Jianwei ......," Wu Sangui was still sighing as he said goodbye to Bai Lang and went back.

Bai Lang is fast, the fewer people there are, the faster the speed of movement, if you change to an army with a few thousand people, you will definitely not be able to see Jinzhou City in more than an hour - the interesting thing is that you didn't see the Tartars along the way, and several small cities guarding Ningyuan closed the city gates, and there seemed to be people on both sides, but after all, there were no people in front of Bai Lang.

When he was close to Jinzhou City, Bai Lang was already very nervous when he saw that the few people who were ordered by Wu Sangui to follow him at night, "You can wait here, just watch the battle from that high place, one person is enough." After that, Bai Lang beat the horse alone and lifted the blade on the pack horse, and ran towards Jinzhou City leisurely.

The Tartars have rangers outside the city, and they have already discovered Bai Lang's gang, but they just don't understand what this Ming, who is dressed in exquisite mountain armor, is it possible that he is here to surrender? Seeing that he is taking these cavalry, it really doesn't look like he is here to attack the city-not to mention that the Ming army also dares to attack the city of the Qing Dynasty? Several of these rangers have leaned over, trying to figure out what is going on.

As soon as the distance was closer, I found that this Ming General actually picked up his weapon? Or the posture of the spear in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, this kind of appearance has never been seen, and these rangers suddenly roared again and again, picked up the horse bow and prepared to shoot this Ming General - this kind of people with bad brains are not giving them credit for nothing, and there is also that exquisite mountain armor, this Ming General is not a big official.

Arrows are useless to Bai Lang, his current martial arts are already able to control the blade in his hand freely, and he can be regarded as proficient in the martial arts of spears and long knives on horses, so he used the iron spear in his left hand to shoot off the arrows shot at the war horse very casually, and for the arrows that fell on him, he didn't even bother to block them.

Shanwen armor was one of the best armor in the world, and it was no problem to protect against the arrows shot from the horse bow - if you want to break such armor, you have to use Ge Buxian Chaoha to shoot armor-piercing shovel heavy arrows with a foot battle bow after dismounting, and it must be within thirty steps. Bai Lang faced the impact of these cavalry in this way, and these cavalry were also divided left and right, each wielding his weapon and killing him. Occasionally, a wave of throwing axes and other throwing weapons were lost.

Bai Lang ignored it at all, and let those flying axes and swords fall on him, this person just swung his body, and these weapons immediately bounced to the ground - at this time, these Tartar horsemen already knew that something was wrong, but it was too late to turn the horse's head and run, so they could only grit their teeth and rush over, trying to shoot down this Ming general who didn't look right.

Harvesting, this is just harvesting - Bai Lang is holding the tail end of the iron spear and the tail end of the Changpu knife, just like holding the handle of a weapon of normal length, and then with a wave and a stab, these horsemen will confess. The iron spear was a string of gourds, which directly picked off the two horsemen under the tip of the spear, and the Pu knife was a little more convenient, and with a wave, the human head and half of the human body flew up directly.

After killing these horsemen, Bai Lang motioned to the cavalry who were watching from afar to come and collect their heads, and he himself still slowly let go of his horse to Jinzhou City - the soldiers in the city must have seen this situation, and then it will be up to Bai Lang to see how much grass valley he can hit. "By the way, these soldiers can have money with them? You guys coming out with me can be regarded as a drudgery, everyone will add two to five, keep me a share!"

Jinzhou City was not closed, and a group of Qing soldiers poured out of it, Bai Lang laughed and rushed over directly - as a result, his horse was hit by two arrows, and he couldn't do it. "It's a loss!" Bai Lang muttered, jumped off his horse directly in the air, and swept into the army formation to slash with a little tiptoe. His weapons were cheap, long and heavy, and he himself had no need to worry about defense - there were no heavy guns in the opposing formation, and heavy arrows alone might not be able to hurt him, and even because of his quick movements, it was very difficult to shoot him in the face.

Both the iron spear and the Pu knife have long blades that are easy to cut, and Bai Lang is now also used as a large double-edged sword with the iron spear. These Qing soldiers in front of them seem to be elite soldiers preparing for war, at least they put on armor and go into battle in such a short period of time, and most of them are preparing for war in shifts on weekdays. These Qing soldiers have at least cotton armor composed of chain mail, and although the blades in Bai Lang's hands are sharp, they will also be worn out when cutting the armor of these guys.

So soon after he hacked a row of Qing soldiers to death, whether it was an iron spear or a simple knife, the blade seemed to have to be re-polished, and it was not as smooth and smooth as it was at the beginning. However, at this time, he had hacked more than twenty Qing soldiers to death in just a few breaths, and he was not injured at all. At this time, these Qing soldiers had time to react, and they were scared - Bai Lang killed people too fast in front, and they didn't have time to react.

At the moment, they were scattered in a hurry, and the cannons on the city wall were not loaded at this time, and the solid bullets were going to hit Bai Lang? It was basically unlikely. Bai Lang casually threw away the sword and spear in his hand and prepared to enter the city to fight the grass valley. "You can't go through the city gate, if something blocks the end of the fire, won't it be doomed. So it's best to walk the city walls!"

Just do it, Bai Lang directly punched the city wall, and immediately the fist fell into it, although it was only a fist deep, but it was enough. Bai Lang climbed the wall very quickly, "Because this wall-climbing technique of so-and-so was actually taught by a person named Drake." "Just a few punches, Bai Lang has already approached the head of the city wall, the preparation for defending the city has not been completed at all, the people on the wall don't even know that Bai Lang has climbed up, the Tartars who were originally watching the battle on the wall are now busy sorting out the scattered military formations below, so Bai Lang climbed the wall very easily. He even had time to look left and right, and the tartar who bumped into him didn't even recognize him, and was blinking and watching.