When Wu Nian beheaded Puguli.

Most of the Mongolian soldiers were fighting with their opponents. They were not afraid of death and fought hard. They were so focused that they couldn't care less whether Puguli was dead?

Say it again.

In their hearts, Wanhu is invincible.

How could he be killed so easily?

Although there is a precedent of Jin Huanshan, it is different. Jin Huanshan died in a sneak attack, not in a frontal battle.

In short, they have full confidence in Puguli and are not worried at all.

A small number of Mongolian and Yuan soldiers saw Puguli's death with their own eyes. Puguli's soldiers followed Puguli and fought with Wu Nian's soldiers.

The flag bearer of Puguli.

When Wu Nian beheaded Puguli, all the nearby Mongolian and Yuan soldiers' minds went blank, and something was broken in their hearts.

This is faith.

The belief that Wanhu was invincible was shattered in their hearts.

Our Ten Thousand Households were actually defeated?

All the nearby Meng Yuan soldiers looked at Wu Nian in disbelief. A chill rose in their hearts and quickly swept through their bodies.

Although it is autumn and winter now, the weather is cold, but it is not as cold as their hearts.

Wu Nian.

Liaodong tiger.

It's really that strong. In a one-on-one duel, he killed their Wanhu Puguli.

Like a god.

They were in a daze, but the soldiers around Wu Nian were not in a daze.

The myth is shattered.

A new myth was born.

Ten thousand households in Meng Yuan are no longer invincible.

The Liaodong Tigers are invincible.

The blood of Wu Nian's soldiers was boiling with passion, and their bodies were boiling hot.

"Kill!!!!" they roared with all their strength, raised their weapons, and strode forward to kill.

Puguli's soldiers fell down in rows without much resistance. They were stunned and fell in a pool of blood.

There was a "boom". The flag bearer was chopped to the ground. The feet of a Wu Nian soldier stepped on the "Pu" flag, then he raised the steel knife in his hand and shouted: "Kill!"

!!!"

At this time, Wu Nian's roar came out. The sound penetrated the entire valley and could be heard everywhere.

All the Mongolian soldiers and Mongolian commanders who were fighting fiercely turned their heads subconsciously and looked at where Puguli was. Then their faith was shattered.

Where's the flag?

Where's the flag?

The flag fell!!!!

General.

Dead?!!!!

All the Mongolian soldiers, including the captain, seemed to be like dolls that had lost their power at that moment, and suddenly stopped.

Then came the outbreak of Wu Nian's army.

"Kill!!!!" they screamed, with red faces and high morale, they raised their weapons and killed the Meng Yuan soldiers.

then.

All the Mongolian soldiers fell down one by one, in a pool of blood.

"How could this happen!!!!" Even a Mongolian captain didn't react at all. A heavy armored and heavy ax soldier first cut off the horse's legs and then chopped off its head.

A general is the soul of an army.

This is especially true for generals of ten thousand households.

When the general dies.

The soul is gone.

No matter how many there are, no matter how brave and skillful they are, the Meng Yuan soldiers have lost their energy and spirit, and they are defeated overnight.

"Run!!!! The general is dead."

"Run quickly. We will all die, we will all die. Wu Nian will not spare the lives of the Meng Yuan people."

"Run quickly."

After a while, the remaining Meng Yuan soldiers reacted. They turned around crazily and planned to escape.

But there was a huge crowd of compatriots in front of them. With red eyes, they picked up their weapons like crazy and chopped down the compatriots in front, trying to run faster.

Then they were killed by their compatriots in the rear row.

In the chaos, the soldiers of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties trampled on each other and killed countless others. What was even more terrifying were the soldiers of the Wu Nian Army.

Their morale was so high that they were like a mountain collapsing, and they were unstoppable.

When the war ended, this long and narrow valley was covered with blood and corpses. Wounded soldiers were everywhere, and they screamed in pain.

Except for a very small number of Mongolian and Yuan warriors who escaped into the mountains, almost all of the Mongolian and Yuan warriors were beheaded by Wu Nian on the spot.

certainly.

The trauma Wu Nianjun suffered is also immeasurable.

Wu Nian sat on the horse and looked at the scene in front of him. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After all, he was still the best, I won.

Wu Nian threw away his horse, then turned over and dismounted with difficulty. His footing was unstable and he almost fell to the ground.

Exhausted.

"General!!!" The soldiers beside Wu Nian were shocked and quickly stepped forward to help. Wu Nian pushed them away, then pulled out the steel knife from his waist and walked up.

He bent down and looked at Puguli's body. Don't think that it's over when you die.

There was a "click". Wu Nian pulled out the steel knife from his waist, chopped off Puguli's head, roughly took off his helmet, grabbed Puguli's hair, turned around and handed it to the soldier behind him, and said:

"Pickled in quicklime."

"I want to take his head to Chong County and Ya County."

"Yes." The soldier responded loudly, not feeling dirty at all, and happily took Puguli's head as if he had found a treasure.

"General."

Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng walked up to Wu Nian. They had not experienced fighting and were very clean. Seeing Wu Nian standing unsteadily, they were very ashamed. After taking a deep breath, they knelt down on one knee.

"My brother, what are you doing?" Wu Nian shook his head and said. Then he said to Wang Gui: "Organize troops and horses, treat the wounded soldiers, and help Mengyuan's wounded soldiers make up for their wounds and get on the road."

"Organize the troops. Go back to our camp and put away the baggage. When the fire in Yingqing Pass is extinguished, we will go and station ourselves in Yingqing Pass."

"Take a rest at night. Early tomorrow morning, we will go straight to Chong County."

"Brothers."

Having said this, Wu Nian stood up straight, straightened his chest and back, looked at Wang Gui with bright eyes, raised his voice and said loudly: "We stood up. There are five prefectures and thirty-two counties in Liaodong. We have Yingqing Prefecture,

Got it back."

"Recovering Liaodong and expelling the Tartars is not far away."

Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng, and the surrounding soldiers and soldiers, all who heard Wu Nian's words were all excited and excited.

"yes!!!!"

Everyone. Everyone held their heads high, took a deep breath, and then roared with all their strength.

Many years.

It has been many years in the blink of an eye. After bloody battles and struggles, we are finally about to take back Yingqing Mansion.

Yan Han.

Long live!

And will keep winning.

Recover Liaodong and expel the Tartars.

Under the leadership of the general, we will definitely be able to do it.

must.

A myth is created.
Chapter completed!