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Chapter 241 Love (1)

After the snow stopped, the wind became colder.

Blowing on the face, shave like a knife, making people feel stinging.

The sun shines from the sky, causing the frozen snow on the ground to reflect a dazzling light. When you look at it, it feels like you are stabbed into your eyes by a knife, and the pain reaches the depths of your brain.

So, no matter how enemies and we were, everyone pressed their iron helmets very low, narrowing their eyes into a gap to observe the other party.

The cavalry of Urianha is about to launch an attack again. They appeared scattered on the horizon to save horsepower. They did not ride horses, but led the horse slowly forward under the guidance of Suled.

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The cavalry formation of the Hu people in the grassland has always been like this. It seems to be scattered and actually is organized by countless small teams. When facing the enemy, they can skillfully intersperse and divide and surround them. In addition, their powerful individual combat capabilities and field combat

Few opponents.

The scattered black shadows on the horizon were as dense as ants. The steps of people and war horses made silver clothes hanging on the hills, and the trees that were sleeping in winter trembled. The silver clothes shone down, like the slump of the Milky Way.

Since the collapse of the world and the decline of the Han family in the late Tang Dynasty, when the Hu people from the north went south to the Central Plains, they used such formations and fighting methods countless times to make the army of the Central Plains dynasty defeated and dared not fight with it.

But unfortunately, the Hu people now meet the King of Yan and Zhu Di of the Ming Dynasty.

Cao!

You can look out at the enemy's high ground from afar. Zhu Di did not wear an iron helmet, but lowered the fur hat on his head, squinted his eyes, and had a little disdain on his face. The Tartars could do this trick, and they would not have any other fun.

meeting!

General Zhang Yu smiled at the side and said, "Thousands of years, if the Tartars can survive, they will not be Tartars!"

Tsk! Zhu Di thought about it, it was right. They were all fucking like a stick!

As the words fell, laughter rang around.

Although Zhu Di's tone was joking, his eyes and expression were particularly solemn. He despised the enemy strategically, but he should pay attention to the enemy tactical.

He narrowed his eyes and looked forward with all his might. Suddenly the expression on his face became even more serious.

After the scattered cavalry line of Hu people, a huge black flag slowly moved. The Hu warriors under the battle flag were obviously different from those in Urianha. They were all wearing obviously different clothes than the Central Plains.

Style, iron armor with a strong exotic style.

Tatars?

Zhang Yu also saw it and exclaimed, "I'm suffering from my mother's swelling. In the past two days, have the follow-up soldiers of the Tartars caught up?"

Zhu Neng looked serious, Qiansui, I guess, the damn Tartars are going to do their best and eat more than 40,000 of us in one breath while our reinforcements have not arrived!

Zhu Di raised his head, closed his eyes, felt the temperature of the sunlight falling on his face, and a smile bloomed.

Eat me? Cao, I am Sun Wukong, who sucked his internal organs! As he said that, Zhu Di lowered his head and looked at everyone. Lao Zhu was right. The Tartars wanted to eat us in one breath. Because if we don't eat us,

They can't get through.

They crossed the Huangyugou Great Wall, thinking about the tactic of rushing forward quickly. Zhu Di continued, but now, they have lost the word "fast" and can only use all their strength to bite us!

But, I, Zhu Di.

You guys, these dog-good guys.

Behind you, Daming!

It's all a damn thing! Zhu Di's eyes looked like a knife and shouted loudly, "We are not the lambs raised by the Tartars, eat whatever they want?" They are wolfs, we are tigers, one tiger will defeat ten wolfs! You are

Tiger, I am the tiger king!

As the words fell, the generals' faces were full of bloodthirsty and rebellious aura.

Zhu Di waved his hand and prepared, "Damn Cao, how should he fight, the Tatars thought there were too many cavalrymen and did whatever they wanted? Humph, they forgot the pain after their scars healed!

After the words came, Zhu Neng and Zhang Yu were separated, galloped wildly, shouting, "The King of Yan Qiansui Order, fight to the death!"

Under the heights, the Ming soldiers standing in the cold wind still had no emotions on their faces after hearing the word "death battle".

They still stood with their shoulders next to each other, like javelins. But their eyes were a little indescribable, and they were also human beings. The enemy was several times more than themselves and had the advantage of cavalry. Many of them would die if they fought.

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Dongdongdongdongdong! The Ming army's war drum began to shake violently between heaven and earth.

Woo woo woo woo woo! The long horns are full of desolation.

Amid the drums, in the horns, facing the three Ming troops of the Hu cavalry, the soldiers slowly moved their hands and feet. The archers pulled out their hands and kneaded their fingers.

The sword and axe hand gently removed the frost from the weapon.

There are also musketeers, gunners, and spearmen. Although their movements are slow, they are powerful.

The reason why this army won every battle is that even though they knew they would die, even if they knew that the war was unimaginable, they would not retreat.

The Hu people are wild wolves on the grassland, wandering around.

The warriors in the Central Plains are Ao Quan, who has an ancient heritage. They are silent and even a little dull, and they spend their entire lives protecting their hometown.

Dongdongdongdongdong! The war drums roared, shocking the four fields.

King Zhu Di of Yan rode his horse and came to the army.

Are you afraid? Zhu Di's eyes fell on a boy with frostbite but clear eyes.

What are you afraid of? Zhu Di asked with a smile.

I'm afraid of death! The young sergeant shrugged his shoulders.

Hahaha! Zhu Di laughed immediately. Since he was afraid of death, why did he still have to stay here to fight the Tartars to death?

The boy's clear eyes showed a burst of tenderness, his fingers were frozen red, pointing to the direction behind him, my home is behind, my father and mother, my land, my livestock, and my food, all

There! As he said that, he seemed to yell with all his strength, and if I don’t fight, they will die!

Speaking of this, the young man seemed to be crazy, holding the bow and arrow in his hand, shouting and fighting to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!

Gradually, he was in the voice change period, and the extremely unpleasant sound reached a distance.

In the Ming army, no matter how old or young they were, they began to follow the crazy agreement.

Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!

Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!

This is their declaration of war, and it is also their oath to their hometown.

Zhu Di looked around his son, his eyes full of pride.

Then, he rode his horse in front of the army and shouted loudly.

Scream to me!

Tartars, if you want to fight, you will fight!

Dog Tartars, if you want to fight, you will fight!

In the cold wind, there is thunder hidden.

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Boom! Boom!

The earth began to tremble, and the cavalry of the Northern Yuan Dynasty had no warning and suddenly charged.

They seemed to feel that the hysterical shouting of Ming Jun on the opposite side was because of fear. They rushed up now and could eat each other in one go.

The cavalry vanguard that charged forward was two thousand-person teams. One team was slightly ahead and the other team was slightly on the side.

The knights on the horse are all heavily equipped and armored, the elite among the elite.

The Beiyuan was not a savage who ate raw meat and drank blood. They were highly centralized military organizations. During the hundreds of years of their rise and domination, they integrated the technology and technology of the Central Plains into their understanding of war.

Boom! Boom!
Chapter completed!
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