In the sky.

I don’t know when a few white clouds floated to cover the sun. For a moment, the light became dark, but soon the white clouds floated away.

The light returned to normal.

"ah!"

The huge smell of blood attracted many vultures to circling in the sky, making loud calls, and occasionally a gray feather fell.

Fight within the tiger valley.

Both sides were in a state of madness. They knew that if they didn't kill each other, they would die.

"Kill!!!" A militiaman with red eyes was not wearing armor or even a war jacket, and he only held a spear picked up from the ground in his hand.

Fortunately, he had conducted wooden spear training and knew how to stab a person to death with a spear.

Very simple.

If the opponent is an armored soldier, then stab the opponent in the neck. If the opponent is a war jacket soldier, then you can stab it no matter how you do it. Or you can use the length of the spear to stab the opponent in the legs, so that the opponent loses balance and create opportunities for your companions.

The militia was very brave and fought with two companions in front of a Mongolian armored spearman.

"Puff."

He watched a companion fall to the ground, with a big hole in his neck. The companion covered his neck with his right hand, but could not stop the blood. He could only lose his breath in despair.

But he did not retreat or fear.

The Mongols? Is it really impossible to kill?

Really can't be defeated?

Our general is the assistant general of Han, Duke Wu.

Our ancestors were Yan and Huang. If General Wu could not lead us to victory, who else?

If the ancestors do not bless their descendants, what else should the ancestors do?

Spit out our offerings.

"Kill!!!" The Meng Yuan warrior was very fierce and stabbed another companion of the militia with a spear. This companion also fell down.

But before the companions fell, they created opportunities. The Mongolian Yuan warriors were hit hard on their right leg and lost their balance.

The militia's eyes lit up, and he recalled the scenes during training. He exerted force from his waist and abdomen, his arms, and his eyes locked the target, using all his strength.

With a "swoosh", the spear made an roar like an arrow.

"Go to die." This spear carried the roar of an ordinary militia, like a white rainbow that penetrated the sun, and was unbearable.

With a "puff", the Meng Yuan warrior was hit by the spear in the neck. He raised his head and looked at the militia. He didn't have much emotion in his eyes. Being killed or killing seemed normal for him.

But before he died, he tried to raise the spear in his hand and stab the militia to death, and die together. But in the end, he lost his strength and fell to the ground with a bang.

"What a terrible guy." The militia took a deep breath, his heart beat extremely abnormally, his blood surged, and his face turned red. He looked at the Meng Yuan warrior who was lying on the ground, then bent down and picked up the opponent's helmet and put it on, and quickly rushed towards the next opponent.

"But it's also a guy who can be killed."

He thought to himself.

It is normal to die, just as easy as drinking water. The Meng Yuan warriors and Wu Nianjun are like two huge meat grinders that are killed by the other party while killing each other.

The blood from the soldiers on both sides dyed the earth red, and the corpse was pillowed with the corpse. Many people died with their eyes open and looked ahead with their eyes wide open.

The Wu Nian soldiers were more injured. However, they had more people, with a total of six thousand households. Moreover, there were many people in the rear, not many strong men, but there were also some strong and brave women and some white-haired elderly people.

They were like moths flying into the fire. They were stimulated by the battlefield and felt the call of [benevolence and righteousness] in their hearts and shouted.

"Our ancestors will bless us."

They rushed up, picked up the knife, spear, and even wooden spear on the ground, and joined the battle like crazy.

What is terrible for a nation is not destruction.

But although he is alive, his spirit has perished.

The generals in the Liaodong generals, even generals like Wei Changqing, brought their troops, are actually castrated soldiers.

General Wei Changqing did not dare to fight against the Mongols and could only rely on the city to fight.

It was not that General Wei Changqing was timid, but that countless examples of the rise of the Mongols told him that he would undoubtedly die when fighting against the Mongols.

This is what the general thinks, this is what the people think, and of course the soldiers think so too.

Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng also think so.

Even the Mongols thought so. The Mongols and Ten Thousand households thought that Wu Nian did not dare to fight in the field, so they unscrupulously scattered their troops and used 60,000 or 70,000 troops to try to surround Wu Nian.

But Wu Nian had this idea from the beginning.

Guerrilla is only temporary.

The soldiers who dare not fight head-on cannot be called expelling the Tartars and restoring Liaodong. They will guerrillas and fight again and again, and will train the uprising soldiers.

The ultimate goal is to fight a large army, drive away the Mongolian Yuan people, and annihilate the Mongolian Yuan people.

As the soldiers in Wu Nian's army were old and strong women, they were fearless and entered the Hu Valley like moths to the flames and participated in this war.

The Mongols felt the pressure.

"Why can these guys fight? Why?" The Meng Yuan soldiers who killed four Wu Nian soldiers in a row felt like drowning people. The pressure came from all directions. The spear in his hands was much heavier than usual, with shortness of breath and red eyes.

He felt something was wrong, it shouldn't be. Why has this Han soldier not collapsed yet? How easy it is to kill if it collapses.

Wasn't it always been like this before?

We had one thousand people, defeated ten thousand people in a short time. Then we rushed forward, chased the defeated army, and killed individuals and overwhelmed them.

But why, why hasn’t this Han soldier collapsed?

Their eyes were as fierce as wolves, and their expressions were full of perseverance.

Why?!!!! This Mengyuan warrior was stabbed to death by a spear of Wu Nian Army. After shaking his body for a while, he, like many companions, pounced forward on the ground. The wounds on his neck kept bleeding, contributing dye to the red earth.

Zhuge Liang said.

If you dare to die, you can do whatever you want.

When a soldier with twice the number of enemies or even twice the number of enemies, no matter how powerful the opponent is, as long as you don’t collapse.

As long as someone dares to come on.

If you have weapons, fists and feet, you will have to bite your opponent's courage to kill you. Then they will not lose.

This Han army.

Wunian County.

Wu Nian gave them souls.

When the Mongols and Yuan people were still looking at the Han people in Liaodong with their old eyes, Wu Nian had already gathered a group of elite soldiers, real elite soldiers.

This battle.

The battle of fighting the tiger valley.

Wu Nian came prepared.

I'm invincible!

Literal meaning.

I'm here, I'm going to defeat you and kill you all.
Chapter completed!