Chapter 128: Killing Fan Wencheng (3)
After defeating the Qing army in the west, He Xuan walked to the center of Tangquan with a bow on his back and a sword on his back.
Here, there are already some branches of hot springs.
The heat rises.
Not far away, 1,200 Qing troops had formed a formation.
However, He Xuan found that these Qing troops seemed to be quite ...... Afraid!
Hahahaha, after several battles of their own, have these people begun to fear themselves?
It's better that way.
If the opposite side is a man who is not afraid of death, with his own physical weakness, it is really difficult to fight.
If the other party is scared, it will be much easier to fight yourself.
His current attribute is slightly higher than before he fell off the cliff three years ago. The limit of what you can really do alone is estimated to be close to 1,000 people, but less than 1,000 people.
The three-tiered formation of the Qing army has already seen it.
The most worrying thing is the enemy's musketeers behind the plate armor.
The musketeers fired their muskets were much more difficult to deal with than the arrows of the archers.
Bang bang!
The muskets on the opposite side smoked in unison.
He Xuan's figure dodged continuously, dodging as fast as possible.
But there was a lot of firearms on the opposite side, and after the first row was discharged, the second row immediately followed.
Bang!
He Xuan was shot, but fortunately, his own defense reached 5. 3 is high, and the firearms of this era are far less powerful than later generations, so just like that, the injuries from being shot are not serious. The figure retreated extremely quickly, and quickly disappeared.
Seeing that the Qing army had repelled He Xuan, the big demon king, they couldn't help but rejoice: "Hahahaha, He Xuan, the big demon king, isn't there anything remarkable?"
"yes, it's not as scary as the legend says. ”
"Firearms are the artifacts that restrain the Great Demon King He Xuan. ”
At this moment, he saw He Xuan directly holding two iron shields with both hands, and rushed towards the Qing army's military formation. Both of these iron shields were left behind by the dead Qing army in the west.
"Put the gun. ”
"Bang, bang, bang, bang. ”
A series of firearms sounded on the iron shield. But an iron shield is an iron shield.
And the speed of He Xuan's impact was very fast, and he rushed into the Qing army's military formation at once, and by the way, he told these Qing troops, you He Xuan Great Demon King or you He Xuan Great Demon King, if you want to use the backward firearms of this era to defeat He Xuan Great Demon King, that is really too much thinking.
After rushing into the Qing army's military formation, He Xuan directly used brute force to knock away the plate armor chariot and cut into the crowd of musketeers behind the plate armor chariot.
He Xuan raised and fell with his sword, and his sword fell, and his two swords came out together, constantly reaping the lives of these long-range troops.
Of course, the musketeers were powerless to resist He Xuan.
Archers are also salad.
The cavalry in the distance, seeing the chaos here, wanted to come in to help the musketeers, but they came in to add to the chaos.
If at this time, these 1,200 Qing troops all have the heart to die, all of them are willing to die in the hands of He Xuan, and all of them are desperate with He Xuan. Even if he used He Xuan's ability, he could only kill seven or eight hundred Qing troops, and finally his physical strength was exhausted and he fled in the wilderness.
But the human heart is a terrible thing.
They were afraid of He Xuan from the bottom of their hearts.
They regarded He Xuan as the most terrifying demon king.
It was their emperor Huang Taiji, who died at the hands of He Xuan.
Under normal circumstances, the Qing army collapsed at 50 percent of the battle losses.
But when facing He Xuan, it was only thirty-three percent, that is, 1,200 people, and about 400 people died, and they collapsed directly.
"How to fight this. ”
"This He Xuan is a monster!"
"We're just ordinary people, and we can't beat him no matter how much we fight. ”
"Even our Manchu emperor died at his hands among the hosts. We, ordinary people, can't even fight. ”
These Qing troops soon collapsed.
One by one, they scattered.
The cavalry had horses and fled the fastest.
And the musketeers, the archers, although they also have horses, but because they all dismount to shoot muskets and bow and arrows, they only hate themselves for being far away from their horses. One by one, they fled frantically, and they now escaped faster than anyone else.
Those who escaped slowly died under He Xuan's sword.
They really didn't dare to face the Great Demon King He Xuan.
Their hearts, their fighting spirits, were completely defeated.
He Xuan came in from the west, and when he arrived here, there were more than 500 people in total, which was still early from his limit of seven or eight hundred. So before the physical strength was exhausted, seeing that the Qing army collapsed, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly.
The Qing army collapsed earlier than he thought.
He Xuan shook the blood on the sword, it was all blood.
The cyan monk's robe was sprinkled with a lot of blood.
It looks like I'm going to borrow clothes from the temple again next time.
Then, holding the sword, He Xuan walked to a tree step by step, and gently shook the tree pole, only then did it appear that there was a middle-aged Confucian wearing a cos Zhuge Kongming suit on the tree pole, who could it be if it wasn't Fan Wencheng.
"Brother Fan, we meet again. He Xuan greeted comfortably: "In the Battle of Songshan three years ago, I was in a hurry to kill Huang Taiji, Dolgon, and I wanted to leave after killing people." So there is no air to kill you. But I didn't expect that in the three years that I was away. I'm so idle. ”
"Not only did he propose to keep his head without hair, and he was always responsible for it. ”
"As a Han Chinese. took refuge in the Qing army and kept coming up with strategies to deal with the Ming Dynasty. You traitor, you really deserve to be down-to-earth. He Xuan said sarcastically.
When Fan Wencheng defeated the 1,200 Qing army by He Xuan, he was already pale, over, over. He took a chance and fled to the tree, hoping that He Xuan's poor eyesight didn't notice him. As a result, he was noticed.
God will destroy me!
He also knew that if He Xuan's consistent habits fell into the hands of He Xuan, he would only have a dead end. So at this time, he also said quite boldly: "When I was in Mingguo, I was just an ordinary talent. There is amazing talent, not being important. When I arrived in the Qing Kingdom, I became the first minister. The Manchu Emperor treats me as a national soldier. I will repay him as a soldier. ”
"Hehe, it turns out that for your personal fame, countless people will die. He Xuan sneered: "These people, have they offended you? If you want personal fame, you can go to farther countries to seek it, such as the West." These countries do not border with us. But you have taken refuge in the enemy's country, and you will be punished. ”
"Since I have fallen into your hands, I will kill if I want. Fan Wencheng is also worthy of being the first military division of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and now he is also a bachelor: "This world is unfair, why is there a monster like you." A genius strategist like me, a genius strategist, would actually lose to a brute like you who only relies on his own strength. ”
Fan Wencheng hated and hated!
"How is it possible to die an easy death? He Xuan couldn't help but listen to the music: "I will use all kinds of torture to deal with you." ”
Fan Wencheng heard that He Xuan actually wanted to use torture to deal with him, and he couldn't help but turn pale: "You, you are also a well-known number one god general in the world, and it is too disgraceful to torture me as a weak literati." Give me a death. ”
"Hehe, traitors have no human rights. In my heart, a traitor is not even a dog. ”
(It should be on the shelves soon, and the shelves must explode.) )