The place for the decisive battle is very broad.

But the Battle of Nine Tigers is just a small area.

Guan Jinhan and Huang Hu were previously ordered to clean up the battlefield. After learning about the raid by the Mongolian Yuan army, they each organized a force of about a thousand households.

"Hurry up. Follow us." The two of them rode horses, took this elite soldier with them, and rushed to the battlefield.

The remaining people continued to clean the battlefield and treat the wounded soldiers.

As they left, this vast place of decisive battle was filled with blood and corpses. There were very few people standing. The vultures in the sky finally couldn't help but descend and began to eat the corpses.

"Get out of here!" Some people in the Han army couldn't help but shouted, bending their bows and shooting these vultures.

The battlefield of the Battle of the Nine Tigers.

Ren Jiuhu tried to make trouble in the sea, but was resisted by the Han army.

Although they were brave and good at fighting, they were evenly matched with the Han army. However, their numbers were small. Together with Huang Hu, Guan Jinhan led his troops into the battlefield.

The Han army's siege outside became more and more solid. The situation became more and more unfavorable to the Meng Yuan. The situation became more and more unfavorable, and the Meng Yuan people became more and more crazy.

"Kill!!!!!!!" A Mongolian centurion was wounded eight times and killed five people in a formation. He almost drained his blood, but he still roared and rushed towards a Han man with a steel knife.

military.

The Han soldier did not flinch, and stabbed forward with the infantry spear in his hand. He stabbed the Mongolian centurion to death, but he was also stabbed.

The knife struck his armor, causing no external injuries, but it was powerful and heavy, and the shield hit was extremely effective.

"They must be green. These guys are really tenacious." The Han soldier thought to himself, then held an infantry spear in hand and rushed towards the next target.

Wu Nian is also a mortal, not a god. He cannot teleport. He runs from the south of the battlefield to all directions, fights with all the households, and then kills them one by one.

What's more, his body can no longer hold up and he has to fight another ten thousand households.

This work was completed by all Han troops.

Ten days passed across the sky, destroying heaven and earth.

Hou Yi opened his bow and shot down nine of them.

As casualties increased, the encirclement of the Han army gradually narrowed. The Mongolian and Yuan armies were still fighting, but their movements became smaller and smaller.

The news that Wan Yanxian and Hou Wancheng died in battle has also spread.

"We lost. But it was also very satisfying. Although we lost, we fought hard for it. There are no regrets." Jin Ruiyun and Zhao Mancheng fought, gasping for breath on the way, then looked at Zhao Mancheng and shouted: "As a warrior,

I have the right to choose whose hands I die."

"Xue Qilin, come and kill me."

"As you wish." Zhao Mancheng did not flinch, mounted a white horse with a silver gun and silver armor, shouted loudly, and galloped towards Jin Ruiyun.

Although Jin Ruiyun had the will to die, he did not wait for Zhao Mancheng's silver spear to pierce his body. Instead, he risked his life to pull Zhao Mancheng into the abyss together.

Zhao Mancheng was not afraid of him either, and the two sides fought with equal strength, and the sun and the moon did not shine.

"kill!!!!"

A Han soldier from Qianhu was very brave. Taking advantage of the reduced strength of Meng Yuan troops and the lack of protective power around Jin Ruiyun, he rushed forward with his horse, thrust his horse from the side, and stabbed Jin Ruiyun.

"How dare an unknown person kill me?" Jin Ruiyun shouted angrily, shaking like thunder, and for an instant, the mind of this Qianhu household went blank.

With a "puff" sound, Jin Ruiyun stabbed this Qianhu to death with just one move.

In a life-and-death fight, Zhao Mancheng did not hesitate. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he stabbed Jin Ruiyun with a shot. Jin Ruiyun pulled out his horse and fought Zhao Mancheng again in high spirits.

But in the end, he was at a disadvantage because of this.

The two sides fought ten moves.

"Pfft". The horse in Jin Ruiyun's hand cut a wound on Zhao Mancheng's left shoulder, and sparks flew everywhere.

But Zhao Mancheng's silver spear pierced into Jin Ruiyun's neck.

"Okay. I have no regrets about dying in your hands." Jin Ruiyun opened and closed his mouth, but no sound came out. Then the horse in his hand fell to the ground, and he fell down with it, and his eyes slowly closed.

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"You are so tyrannical. If it weren't for the situation, I wouldn't be able to kill you." Zhao Mancheng was sweating like rain, panting like an old cow, dropped the silver gun in his hand, stretched out his left hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and said.

A general is brave, but his death is nothing more than his military exploits.

Zhao Mancheng's subordinates were not polite. One of the hundred households excitedly took out the steel knife from his waist, got off his horse, stepped forward, cut off Jin Ruiyun's head, and tied it to his waist with a rope.

"Kill!!!!!!!" Jin Ruiyun's subordinates watched helplessly as Jin Ruiyun died in the battle. They were frightened and then went crazy. They roared, waved their weapons, and rushed towards the Han army.

"The trapped beasts are still fighting, stop them." Zhao Mancheng raised his silver gun, shouted, then took a deep breath, rode forward, and stopped at the front. The silver gun in his hand was like a small silver dragon, showing off its power in the sea.

Wherever he passed, people jumped on their backs and their horses turned over.

Snow unicorn is also a blood unicorn.

A white horse with silver armor looks like snow, but if it's dyed red, it looks like a red horse with blood armor.

........

Zhao Yanting's tribe is fighting Wu Canglong.

Zhao Yanting rode alone against Wu Canglong. Both of them were using horses. They were fighting in the same place. It was really difficult to tell the difference.

Zhao Yanting's eyes were very fiery, and he sneered at Wu Canglong and said, "Did you hear that? The Meng Yuan Dynasty is over. I will use your head to be promoted to the third level. I will strive for great wealth."

"Go up!!!" Zhao Yanting motioned to the soldiers behind him to come up together.

"Kill!!!!!" The soldiers rushed forward without any hesitation. The Meng Yuan soldiers beside Wu Canglong also rushed towards him like crazy, but in the end they were outnumbered and were killed one by one.

While Wu Canglong was fighting with Zhao Yanting's soldiers, killing five people in a row, he looked at Zhao Yanting and said, "As expected of you. It's so insidious. It's a pity that I died in your hands."

"Thank you for the compliment. But you have no choice." He was ridiculed, but Zhao Yanting showed no emotion and said expressionlessly.

After Wu Canglong killed ten people, Zhao Yanting's eyes flashed, he went into battle and stabbed Wu Canglong in the neck.

With a "whoosh" sound, Wu Canglong's eyes flashed, and the horse spear in his hand also stabbed Zhao Yanting's neck.

"Pfft" sound.

Dying together is just a fantasy.

The horse spear in Zhao Yanting's hand first stabbed Wu Canglong. The sharp blade of the spear penetrated Wu Canglong's neck and almost cut Wu Canglong's neck open.

Wu Canglong's head tilted down, but he still tried his best to maintain the final blow.

A "touch" sound.

The horse spear in Wu Canglong's hand hit Zhao Yanting's helmet. It made a deafening sound, and then Zhao Yanting's helmet flew off and fell to the ground.

Zhao Yanting's head was buzzing and he was a little dizzy, but he soon returned to normal.

"It is no small matter to fight back at the moment of death." Zhao Yanting muttered to himself, and then said to the people around him: "Cut off his head, charge forward, and kill all the Meng Yuan people."

"Remember. Clean."

"Kill!!!!!!" Although the victory was not strong, they still won. The morale of Zhao Yanting's soldiers was greatly boosted, and they roared with all their strength and attacked the Meng Yuan soldiers.

Out of nine tigers, four were lost.

Blood surges like a fountain.

More and more crazy.
Chapter completed!