Ever since he knew Xiao Yun's identity and heard about the battle at Xizhimen, this reckless man had completely surrendered to his command. After hearing this, he hurriedly said respectfully: "General Xiao is brave and good at fighting. He feels inferior to his humble position. Please invite General for this battle."

Just give the order and you will just obey it?"

"You can't see it. This kid is on the road more than the average person. He can be taught!" He was not polite at that moment. He pulled out the Zangetsu Sword from his waist and shouted to the 30,000-strong army: "Commanders, listen to the order and follow the formation.

We will fight each other one by one, kill one by two, and kill a pair by two. No matter how many Tatars come, we will kill as many as we come, and we will never let a Tatar go!"

"Never let go!" the 30,000 troops shouted in unison.

"Let's go!" Xiao Yun waved his moon-cutting sword and shouted in a sharp voice, which shook the rubble.

The 30,000-strong army immediately became energetic and rushed forward one after another. The archers in the front row were the first to shoot their bows and arrows. For a moment, the arrows flew rapidly in the night sky. A burst of screams came from the opposite side. Xiao Yun, who was standing high up, looked around.

Looking at it, the enemy soldiers who were charging forward were wounded by stray arrows. They screamed, fell off their horses and were trampled to death by horse hooves. With the cover of their bows and arrows, the 30,000-strong army quickly attacked, beheading people at the top and others at the bottom.

Cutting off the horse's legs actually had an unexpected effect.

The Tatar army charging across the street obviously didn't expect that the enemy troops would suddenly burst out in the night and start fighting with lightning speed. Everyone's eyes were red, and they raised their shining swords and rushed past them desperately, flying all over the sky.

The feathered arrows kept shooting, which made these arrogant people who were usually confident that if you give me a horse, I can rule the world, they saw the terror of the Ming army for the first time.

"Marshal, the Nanmanzi have been prepared for a long time, and we are surrounded?" Han Zhaer, who was charging ahead, reined in his horse and said with a look of horror.

Wang Baobao stared at the swarming Ming army and sighed: "It seems that the imperial city has fallen into the hands of the Ming army. It is still a step too late. I just don't know if the emperor has also fallen into the hands of the enemy."

"You have been surrounded. The imperial city has been captured by my army. Your emperor has already fled after hearing the news. If you don't want to die, all of you should raise your hands and come out. Otherwise, why don't you blame us for being rude?" Wang Ming stood up with his sword drawn.

He reined in his horse and stood in front of the 30,000-strong army, shouting sternly.

"This guy's voice is really really loud. It can even catch up with the broadcast!" Xiao Yun laughed and cursed. When he learned that the opponent only had more than 10,000 troops, he was completely relieved. For this battle

, has been surrounded by hunters, and even the best prey cannot escape death, so he is not worried about the fight on the battlefield at all.

Mao Xiang looked at his calm expression from the beginning to the end, and couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of his heart: "This Brother Xiao is not an ordinary cow. He is so calm and calm when he confronts Wang Baobao. No wonder His Majesty uses him so highly.

I really don’t know when I will reach such an enviable state!”

"The Imperial City was lost and His Majesty escaped?" After hearing this result, Wang Baobao was a little bit dumbfounded, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. The Imperial City can be recaptured if it is gone. If the Emperor falls into the hands of the enemy, that will be the biggest trouble.

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Han Zhaer said: "Commander, since the imperial city has been lost, our strength alone is not enough to fight against Xu Da and Chang Yuchun. We should return to Taiyuan as soon as possible!"

"Yes, the most important thing right now is to find out where His Majesty is fleeing as soon as possible, and then we can plan for big things! Tonight, the power disparity between the enemy and us is very different, and it is not easy to be willing to fight. Tell the soldiers to withdraw from Dadu as soon as possible!" Wang Baobao reined in his horse and whispered.

road.

"Yes!" Han Zhar reined in the horse and quickly passed the command back.

Wang Ming saw no response from the enemy at the front and had already lost his patience. At first, he was still afraid of Wang Baobao's name. But after a fight, he didn't find anything special about Wang Baobao. His awe was completely gone, and he became very unfriendly and cold.

He snorted and said, "Brothers, kill me!"

Suddenly, the sound of a bowstring was heard, and then an arrow was quickly shot out from the crowd, piercing the night sky and hitting Wang Ming on the left shoulder. Wang Ming screamed and fell off his horse.

"General Wang——?" everyone shouted in unison.

"His grandma dared to shoot even my General Wang. He really didn't know whether to live or die. Brothers, you must avenge me and kill them all!" Wang Ming fell to the ground, holding the wound with one hand and dancing with the other.

That scimitar was shouting not only curses but also instructions.

Fortunately, the 20,000 troops he charged this time were all his direct descendants. He had long been accustomed to General Wang's messy instructions, and often just listened to the last sentence. The archers in front bent their bows and nocked arrows, aiming at the field.

More than 10,000 Tatars were killed.

Arrows pierced the night sky one after another, and for a while the arrows were like rain. In a moment, more than a dozen Tatars were shot and killed and fell off their horses.

"Mom, you dare to shoot me?" Wang Ming was helped up by the deputy general, still cursing, but this time he no longer dared to stand in front of the battle.

This scene fell into Xiao Yun's eyes from beginning to end, and he thought to himself: "I didn't expect this guy to be so interesting?" He laughed twice, turned his eyes, and landed on Wang Baobao. He was thinking about this guy, who was close to Ten Thousand Mongolia.

The cavalry, trapped in a tiger and wolf division of 300,000 troops, did not show the slightest sign of anxiety on their faces, which was strange.

Just when he was wondering, Mao Xiang suddenly said in surprise: "Brother, look!"

Xiao Yun looked in the direction that Mao Xiang pointed, and saw ten thousand cavalry surrounding Wang Baobao. Under the constant swing of Wang Baobao's waist sword, the well-trained cavalry kept switching. The ten thousand cavalry were quickly divided into teams.

A parallel column of one thousand men was advancing in a very wide front, and the first column of one thousand men encountered

Wang Ming and others attacked fiercely, but only took a few steps back. The column behind him continued to push forward. After such a fight, Wang Ming and others were divided into small parts. At this time, the last column of Mongolian cavalry,

He quickly looked at the fighting on both sides. Although the Ming army on the other side was fierce, they had no choice but to fall into chaos without the command of their commander.

Mao Xiang looked at it for a long time, a little confused, and said curiously: "Brother Xiao, this Tatar is so strange. Why does it attack from the flanks when the main force is not attacked? Could it be that the Tatars know that they are not the opponent of brother, and have already

Give up resistance?"

Xiao Yun remained motionless, trying hard to recall the few words about the Mongolian cavalry in later generations, and comparing what he saw in front of him with those few words. Soon his face began to look extremely ugly, and beads of sweat overflowed on his forehead.

An ominous feeling surged from his heart.

"Brother - what's wrong with you?" Mao Xiang shouted with concern when he saw Xiao Yun's pale face and large beads of sweat falling from his forehead.

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