Wind, strong wind, strong wind!

Countless strong winds won the victory for Manchuria, leaving them living in a desperate situation.

God's surname is Man.

But this time, it changed, and Lu Si wanted to change his surname!

"The wind is beneficial to China, and the destiny is with me!"

Lu Si let out the dust from his outlet with a "pah" sound, and staggeredly lifted the big sword to walk into the wind and sand.

In this, he is the heaven.

He said that if one does not keep, then the other will not keep!

"Governor, brothers surrounded Shi Tingzhu!"

When Fan Ba ​​saw the figure of the governor appearing in the wind and sand, he shouted excitedly.

"good!"

"Seven thousand soldiers cut their braids, and the wind and smoke rolled over and I was the biggest!"

"Where is Guarja? Let me kill him twice!"

At this time, Lu Si, who was about to ascend the throne, ignored the dissuasion of Qi Bao and others, insisted on going forward to kill Shi Tingzhu with his own hands.

"Protect the governor and let me shine!"

Qi Bao and others had no choice but to surround Lu Si like an iron bucket. Although the braided soldiers were defeated, who knew whether there were any dead bodies everywhere pretending to be dead.

Previously, there was a Han flag soldier who was not dead and suddenly attacked the governor in Jinan?

Moreover, the governor is still naked now!

It is probably not cold, and the wine is heartwarming.

I didn't see that the governor was going to kill the immortal with his sword now.

"Where is Guarja, where is Guarja!"

Lu Si, who was full of strength, seemed to be exhausted, stumbled and wanted to jump over the third deep ditch in front. As a result, he calculated the distance and fell in "pull", which scared the soldiers so much that they jumped down to help.

"Don't help us, we're okay, it's okay!"

As he said this, Lu Si climbed up twice but didn't climb up. He had no choice but to let a few personal soldiers "arrest" him up.

The sound of cavalry rushing in the distance resounded through the sky.

The 2,300 cavalry led by Cao Yuan, Zhao Zhongyi and Zhan Shixun were rushed to the north.

When Lu Si fights, he must have a reserve team, and he has never changed this habit.

Even if he wins, he does so.

When Cao, who advanced north to the Dongping area, commander Zhan's two thousand cavalrymen were his reserve team.

Since receiving the military order, Cao Yuan and Zhan Shixun led their troops to lie out at night during the day and met with Zhao Zhongyi, who had already led 300 cavalry to arrive here on the banks of the Qingshui River southwest of Yucheng.

After that, the three generals stayed secretly on the banks of Qingshui River. In order not to be discovered, they did not even dare to develop fire. They drank raw water when they were thirsty, ate dry food when they were hungry, and endured mosquito bites and were sucked by the banks of Qingshui River for three days.

In the words of Zhao Zhongyi in these three days, if he did not cut down ten or eight Manchurian soldiers' heads, he would be sorry for his life.

Fortunately, this sin was not in vain.

They interspersed into the rear of the Qing army and appeared on time at the scheduled time.

With the help of the strong wind, two thousand cavalry "wrapped" Huang Ni Feichen and rushed towards the Qing army artillery team in front of him.

The Han military flag collapsed without any resistance, and their muzzles faced the south.

They still had muskets in their hands, but their eyes were so narrowed that they could not open by the roaring dust on their faces.

In the dust all over the sky, the cavalry of the Huai Army rushed into the Han army's artillery team, slashed with big knife, spear thorned, and three-eyed iron guns smashed hard

The Ming army surrendered people, who were also in the dust, sat on the ground, and those with weapons piled up the weapons neatly together.

They just sat there, looking motionlessly at the Qing soldiers running around in the distance.

Zhao Zhongyi leaped over, and the third-class Meilezhang Jinghu Yousheng stopped, his head suddenly drooped to the left, and a stream of blood spurted out from his neck.

Han army gunners were hit by swords while running south and fell in front of the Manchu Han army that were heading north.

Strangled.

The Huai Army infantry and cavalry surrounded hundreds of Manchu and Han troops from east, west, south and north, and begged for mercy by the other party, and cut them to the ground one after another.

Dozens of Manchu soldiers and hundreds of Han soldiers were driven to the edge of Qigou.

Looking at the Qigou River, which is more than a hundred feet wide, and looking at the egrets hovering from time to time in the sky, they gritted their teeth and jumped into the river.

This is the Han army in Huishui.

The Manchu soldiers refused to jump, they couldn't do anything to water, and they looked back in fear and helplessness.

In the wind and dust, one figure after another appeared, like the strong wind and dust they brought.

Like a forest's long sword, like a forest's spear, and approaching them like black clouds.

The Manchu soldiers knelt down. They unbuttoned their armor, unbuttoned their heads, and kowtowed desperately with their butts sticking out.

The dusty braids behind their heads rose and fell with the ups and downs of their heads, no longer straight, no longer spiritual.

The "black cloud" that was approaching stopped.

A Huai Army general riding a horse took a few steps forward and looked at the dozens of Manchu soldiers. Zhao Zhongyi turned the tip of the long sword in his hand down.

"Tread them to death!"

Hundreds of cavalry roared out, and their horses were trampling towards these Manchu soldiers.

The Manchu soldiers were desperate, so they jumped into the river, slashed their arms desperately, and then sank one by one.

The wind stopped.

The dust stopped.

The water surface calmed down again.

The Han army's red flags inlaid with Gushan's e-stone pillars could not calm down. Hundreds of naked men were carrying big swords to surround him with a big sword to break through.

Within sight, more than a dozen Huai thieves holding short swords were cutting the heads of the real Manchu and Han army.

There were corpses everywhere.

The wailing and painful cry on the ground and in the ditch made Shi Tingzhu's hands and feet cold.

He saw a figure, a figure shaking when walking.

Walking slowly towards him in the "iron barrel ring" composed of dozens of armored men.

After taking a deep breath, Shi Tingzhu held his pointed helmet and slapped the dust on his body. He knew he was going to die.

But he will die with dignity.

He is Guarja!

A human head was thrown in from a sword circle made of a naked man.

Shi Tingzhu's heart trembled, it was his son.

The "knife circle" separates one path.

Lu Si walked in, and he looked at Shi Tingzhu on the horse without saying a word.

"There are more than 100,000 warriors in the Qing Dynasty. If you kill me today, the Qing soldiers will definitely flatten you in the future!" Shi Tingzhu's arrogance was still there, even if he was defeated.

Unfortunately, he didn't know which army in the Ming Dynasty that defeated him.

"Why didn't I just trampl your Qing Dynasty?"

Lu Si raised his big sword forward, "Pull him down!"

Fan Ba ​​responded with a loud noise and stepped forward and grabbed Shi Tingzhu's right leg, dragging him down violently.

Shi Tingzhu, who had fallen into a mouth of blood, struggled to stand up, and wanted to bend down to pick up the helmet that was dropped on the ground.

But the helmet was picked aside by a knife.

A young man with a flushed face and naked body stood in front of him, looked at his eyes and said calmly: "Kneel down."

Shi Tingzhu was just angry, but he shook his head at the young man.

After a brief hesitation, Shi Tingzhu actually knelt down and obediently lowered his head and stretched his neck.

Lu Si raised the horse-killing sword and slashed it hard.
Chapter completed!