Chapter 128: Victory

Mi Tu didn't do anything to kill the enemy chief this time, he had long known that Zhang Tong was a martial artist and a fellow martial artist was also in this battlefield, so as soon as he approached the battlefield, he was trying to find Zhang Tong and the others, and soon he found that in the most tragic place of the battlefield, Zhang Tong was fighting hard with Temu Dudu, and Zhang Tong was already in danger, and he could be severely injured by Temu Dudu at any time, Mi Tu did not hesitate, Liu Ziming's steel knife had not been waved down, and he had already urged the horse to rush to the place where the two were fighting.

Suddenly, the whining horn and the rumbling hooves of war horses shook the entire battlefield. The Mongolian cavalry who were fighting fiercely with the Ming army were all shocked, and when they hurriedly looked back, they were immediately shocked by the tide of the Lan family army, and suddenly the formation was chaotic, some wanted to turn back to meet the Lan family army, and more were scattered and fled to avoid the attack of the blue army, and only a few people could not get out because they were entangled, so they had to continue to fight hard with the Ming army.

Mitu took the lead like a speedboat plowing across the water, and no one in the Mongolian army was his general, and now the chaos of the formation could not withstand his rapid impact. Seeing a rain of blood flying with the swing of the long sword, all the Mongolian cavalry who had no time to dodge were cut down by him.

The Mongol cavalry did not dare to step forward to stop Mitu when they saw that Mitu was so brave, and they were soon killed by him in the formation.

The horse is like the wind, the long sword is like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of Mongolian cavalry have rushed to the battle between Zhang Tong and Temu Dudu, he pressed the saddle bridge with one palm, and jumped at the speed of the horse, and the long sword was like the wind and slashed head-on to Tiemu Dudu, who was pursuing Zhang Tong.

Temu Dudu had already killed his red eyes, and he was even more mad at Zhang Tong's somewhat scoundrel play, where he was still in the mood to command the soldiers to charge into battle, at this time he only thought about breaking Zhang Tong's body into ten thousand pieces to vent his anger. He roared again and again, his feet did not stop, followed Zhang Tong in the formation to rush left and right, and even danced the scimitar in his hand into a ball of silver light, the knife was fierce, and he kept chasing Zhang Tong like crazy and slashing.

Several guards blocked Zhang Tong's path again, and by the time he got out, Temudu had already chased after him.

Temu's eyes flashed fiercely, and he howled wolf, gritted his teeth and swung his knife to slash Zhang Tong's back. But at this moment, Temu Dudu suddenly felt an extremely dangerous palpitation hit his heart, and he felt an extremely sharp and piercing cold air rushing towards him, and he secretly shouted: "It's not good! Thanks to Tiemududu's solid foundation and quick response, he quickly twisted his body Cui Li, dragged the scimitar in his hand, and took advantage of the momentum to meet the lightning-like sword on the scimitar.

The swords intersected, and finally Temu Dudu took advantage of the weapon, and the long sword of Mitu was broken in response to the sound of "Cangchang", but Temu Dudu also failed to please him, not only was he shocked by Mitu's body and numb, but the broken sword shot out a deep blood groove on his shoulder.

Mi Tu held the broken sword in his hand, although he was shocked in his heart, but he was not flustered. He threw the broken sword in his hand, and with a flash of cold light, he immediately shot a hole through one of the Mongolian guards who wanted to come forward to help Temududu, and at the same time he swung his left palm, and with a fierce gust of wind, he struck Temududu in the air.

Temu Dudu, who had suffered a loss, was even more mad, he ignored the palm that Mitu struck, jumped up with a roar, and the scimitar slashed out a cold light towards Mitu in mid-air.

Temu Dudu's life-fighting style was beyond the expectations of Mi Tu, and in the blink of an eye, the piercing sword wind had already reached his body. He didn't have time to think about it, and immediately struck like lightning, his left palm slightly closed, avoiding the blade and slapping it towards Temu Dudu's blade, and at the same time, his right hand pointed at Temu Dudu's blade like a halberd.

This move is almost an instinctive reaction, and it is very risky, as long as the slightest difference not only means that the hand is broken, but also will die on the spot.

Seeing Mitu's change of moves, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly turned his scimitar towards Mitu's left palm. The scimitar in his hand is a divine blade, and this change of tactics is really cruel.

Between the lightning and flint, Mi Tu changed his moves faster, his left palm was sharply closed, and his right finger had already hit the back of Tiemudu's knife.

"Bang", the scimitar bounced up suddenly, and there was an irresistible scorching heat from the back of the knife, Temu Dudu felt a huge shock in his right hand, and the handle of the knife was as hot as carbon and difficult to grasp, so he grabbed the handle of the knife to avoid the disaster of the scimitar from flying. But Temudu's right hand was so hot that it was powerless.

At this time, Temu Dudu finally came to his senses from his rage, and he had to admit that Mitu's martial arts were far superior to his own. Although his surname is irritable, he is by no means a fool, where does he dare to confront the enemy at this time, he quickly jumped to the ground with both feet and fled towards the chaos.

Mitu was willing to let Temu Dudu go, and when he was about to chase after him, several Mongolian guards immediately pounced on him. They were all Temudo's guards, and they dared to let Temududu slip up. Although they were all very afraid of Mitu's bravery, they had to go up at this time, in order to be able to delay Mitu and buy time for Temududu to escape.

Capturing the thief and capturing the king, now is the critical time of the war, capturing Tiemu Dudu means defeating the soul of the Mongolian army, which will definitely cause the morale of the Mongolian army to plummet, and at the same time, it will also make the Mongolian army lose its command and quickly collapse in the overall situation. He didn't have time to say more to Zhang Tong, and immediately rushed into the Mongolian army and chased after Tiemududu.

The Mongol guards were Mitu's opponents, and their scimitars had already deceived them before they could swing Mitu. With a wave of his right palm, Mitu knocked one of the Mongolian guards out of the distance, and at the same time, with a press of his left palm, he directly pressed the head of another Mongolian guard into his chest.

Mi Tu rushed forward with a single press, and he was even more castrated, and in the blink of an eye, he was already behind Temududu, and he struck down on Temududu's vest again with a single palm.

Temu Dudu was already afraid of the prestige of Mitu, and at this time he found that his army's large array had been stirred up by the Lan family's army, and the rout of the whole army was a foregone conclusion, even if Genghis Khan was reborn at this time, it would be difficult to save, and he had no ambition to fight for his ambition, all he could think about at this time was how to escape quickly. Therefore, when he saw that Mitu was chasing after him again, he did not dare to strike at him, and in his desperation he shook his hand and threw the scimitar in his hand towards Mitu, and at the same time he stepped on the shoulders of a Mongolian cavalryman with both feet, and rushed forward with his strength.

It's a pity that the Mongolian cavalryman, whose shoulders were trampled on by Temudu, immediately fell off his horse with a scream, and he was still alive there.

Temu's move was effective, and he threw a divine weapon, and the scimitar shot straight into the middle with a formidable chill. Mi Tu didn't dare to be careless, and quickly twisted in mid-air to avoid the blade of the scimitar, and grabbed the handle of the knife in his hand with his left hand. But the force on the scimitar was quite heavy, and the momentum of the rush was suddenly stagnant.

It was also between this lightning and flint, Temu Dudu had already rushed out dozens of feet away, he did not hesitate to snatch a Mongolian cavalry horse, desperately beat the horse and fled farther away,

With the scimitar in hand, he still refused to let go of Temududu, but he was about to pursue again, but more than a dozen Mongolian guards rushed forward and attacked him desperately. The purpose of the Mongol guards was simple, to try to prevent Mitu from pursuing Temududu.

The mitomitar was swung up, and there was an instant burst of cold light. In the blink of an eye, blood splattered, and all the Mongolian guards were killed by swords, but none of them fled for their lives, and they were desperately dragging their lives until death.

After Mitu killed a group of Mongol guards, when he tried to pursue Temududu, he could still be seen anywhere.

Although Temu Dudu escaped Mitu's pursuit, his escape had a huge effect in the Mongolian army, and the Mongolian cavalry saw that even the most fierce leader of his own country was fleeing without his life, and he had no fighting spirit at all, and immediately scattered and fled.

One pass ten, ten spread hundreds, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Mongol army was in disarray, and the entire battlefield was full of headless and flew-like Mongolian cavalry.

The biggest luck for Kutur in this battle was that Liu Ziming was eager to rescue the Ming army, so he did not directly attack his guards at the beginning, so he was lucky to escape. At this time, Kutur looked at the cavalry of his own army fleeing all over the mountains and fields, and his heart was extremely sad, as the so-called defeat was like a mountain, not to mention that at this time, there was still Temu Dudu leading the escape, and the soldiers of the whole army had no fighting spirit at all, and they could still be gathered there. If he wants to survive now, he can only run faster than the soldiers, otherwise both the Lan family army and the Ming army cavalry will be very happy to use him to fight for a great merit for themselves.

Although Kutur scolded Temu in his heart, he was a veteran of a hundred battles after all, and he soon came to his senses, and he understood that if he allowed the whole army to flee in such a rout, he could only be chased and cut by the enemy. Khuthur again ordered the guards to blow the horn of the whole army.

It has to be said that the Mongol cavalry involved in this raid was indeed elite, although in such a chaotic situation, hundreds of Mongol cavalry soon gathered around Khuthur. Khuthur shouted to the chief of his bodyguard, "Battle, take them to resist the enemy for a while, or our whole army will be here today." ”

Battle was in his thirties, with a full beard and a tall build, and was known as the first warrior of the tribe with a rugged and brave man. At this time, Battle was also ruthless, without the slightest hesitation, he answered the order loudly, and then shouted to the soldiers around him: "Mongolian warriors, for the sake of immortality, for the honor of Genghis Khan, kill!" and took the lead in turning his horse and rushing towards the pursuing Lan family army. The Mongol cavalry was also aroused for a while, and most of them turned around and followed Batel towards the pursuing Lan army.

Hurtur looked at the turn and walked away, and Battle couldn't help but let out a long breath, but unfortunately, in the blink of an eye, he swallowed it back vigorously. I heard a loud shout of killing, and the rumbling of horses' hooves sounded again behind the gentle slope on the right side of the Mongolian army.

First, a fiery red war horse jumped out from the top of the slope, followed by one ride after another, and soon it was a fiery red. As soon as the cloud of fire appeared, it immediately launched a fierce flank attack on the counterattacking Battle's troops.

"Damn, it's the Gu family army!" Hu Tuer immediately thought of the origin of this cavalry, how could he not know the Gu Jiazhai cavalry who had always cooperated closely with the Lan family army many times, not to mention that only the cavalry of Gu Jiazhai would wear such a fiery red battle suit outside the fortress.

Gu Sanniang had already arrived at the battlefield, but she and Liu Ziming had already agreed that she would launch a second assault on the Mongolian army in an emergency. Now that she saw that the Mongolian army was going to disrupt the offensive of the Lan family's army, she immediately led the army to kill the flank of Battle's department who was counterattacking.

The little morale that Battle's troops had just raised was instantly dispersed by the sudden Rolling Army, and in the blink of an eye, most of the soldiers turned around and fled again.

The Gu family army was like a sharp blade into the routing Mongolian army, stirring up an even greater bloody storm.

I saw that the heads were rolling, the arrows were raining, the Mongolian army was already chaotic, there was no order, everyone was desperately beating horses and running, where to care about military discipline, just thinking about escaping from this Shura hell as soon as possible, and no one dared to turn back and fight.

The rout of the Mongolian army again further boosted the prestige of the Lan family army, and more than 2,000 warriors of the Lan family army swept across the battlefield like an angry dragon after turning against the Gu family army. They kept shattering the formation of the Mongolian army, and then shattered it again, until the Mongolian army was killed, and the corpses were all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed, driving the chaotic Mongolian army to run quickly in the direction of Daning.