"Your Majesty, Xing Hebo led his army out of the city."

Yiqifei reported Fang Xing's decision, and Zhu Zhanji said, "Why is Xing He Bo trying to disgust Mei'er?"

Zhang Fu said: "Your Majesty, you are already entangling with the enemy scouts in front of you, and Meiergan will get news soon. Xing and Bo's move is to boost morale."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "In this way, let Mei'er see the good man of the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhang Fu responded and then looked at Meng Ying.

He needed to follow the emperor and praise the painting, and could not leave easily, so he could only hand over this exciting task to Meng Ying.

Meng Ying pulled out the long sword, turned around and shouted, "My sons, your Majesty is watching you, kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"

...

The horns roared and the coalition forces opposite were approaching.

Meiergan is in the central army, and Melo is by his side.

"What does the Demon God want to do?"

Meiergan had already seen the Ming army's strength clearly, and he did not think that this little force could block the impact of the coalition forces.

Melo and Fang Xing have had a few deals, and they are always in vain.

Now that Meiergan is leading the army, the ambitious atmosphere is overflowing in the army, which makes him a little alert.

"That was a cunning guy, respected King Harrel, he would not attack rashly, so he must have his plans."

Meiergan glanced at Melo and said calmly: "Melo, how long has it been since then? Are you already afraid?"

Merlot smiled bitterly and said, "That's the fox, the experienced ones make me unable to start."

Mei'ergan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked ahead, somehow remembering the battle that year.

"He has fought for many years and has never been defeated before. Melo, I have no sarcastic meaning. I am very pleased to see that you are very cautious now."

Meiergan's sincere tone made Melo feel a little more touched.

"Yes, he is very cunning and cruel. The name of the Demon God is well deserved and is our enemy. But I want to know... how is Minghuang?"

This is a strategic question, and Meiergan said: "It's hard to say that this Emperor Ren Ming did not have the experience of being the one who stands alone, so... let's look forward to him being a stubborn emperor."

After saying that, Meiergan looked up slightly and said lightly: "Let the warriors show their bravery and tell the Ming people what they will encounter on the battlefield."

Merlot nodded slightly and said in admiration: "Your wisdom is unparalleled."

Meiergan refused to take the risk of the entire army entering the decisive battle at this time because he was worried about Emperor Ming.

"The Ming Emperor is like a ground rat. The old emperor of the Ming people raided Xinghe and defeated the Tatars in one fell swoop, thus establishing the Ming people's status on the grassland. Today, the Ming Emperor was taught step by step by step by step by step, so we must be careful."

The sound of the silk-dried girl was a little erratic, just like the white clouds floating in the blue sky at this moment.

Merlot nodded, and then the chief guard assigned a team of men to provoke.

"Dear King Harrel, the flesh fans need to show their abilities to their great comrades at this moment, please forgive me."

Meiergan smiled and said, "It's a good idea, I'll wait and see."

There were not many more than twenty people, but they did not bring bows and arrows.

"What does this mean?"

Fang Xing kept receiving the news from behind, so he was very confident.

Yang Xiong suddenly smiled and said, "Brother, this is a provocation of the coalition forces."

"Fighting? Interesting."

Fang Xing nodded, and Yang Xiong volunteered: "Brother, please fight."

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "You are a general. The general's primary responsibility is not here."

"Old Qi!"

Fang Xing called out casually.

Xin Laoqi handed the bow and arrow to the servants, and then the other party woke up and said, "Master, I'm going here."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Go and let them see the warriors of the Ming Dynasty."

Yang Xiong frowned and said, "Brother, he is alone..."

Fang Xing didn't say anything, but just watched Xin Laoqi meet him.

When the two sides were not far apart, the charming meat strangled the war horses, and then a big man rushed over.

One-on-one strike against one-on-one strike, both sides galloped against each other.

The horse's hooves are monotonous, like the rhythm of the heartbeat.

The long sword is as fast as lightning and slashes down.

clang!

Xin Laoqi easily blocked the attack. Just when both sides passed by, he kicked his opponent off the horse with one kick.

Under the gaze of the flesh-and-porn warriors, Xin Laoqi turned his horse's head.

The war horse stepped past gracefully.

The fallen meat turned over in a charming way, but the horse's hooves were right in front of him, and he retreated with both hands and feet.

He is not afraid of death, but only worried that failure will bring disaster to his family.

So he stepped back with all his might, and just as the horse's hooves fell to the ground, he suddenly started to rise.

His jump was excellent, and after he jumped, he was even taller than a war horse.

He flew towards Xin Laoqi.

Then he saw a light.

Blade light!

Xin Laoqi turned his horse's head again and said, "Next!"

At this moment, the flesh that had lost both hands fell to the ground, watching the bare arms howling.

The howling reminds people of the wolf at night.

It hurts morale very much!

A charming man rushed out from there, but he used a spear.

The spear is like a poisonous snake, and it is as fast as lightning.

Xin Laoqi swung two consecutive blows.

With the first knife, he accurately split the spear.

It is a very difficult task to try to slash the spear that is stabbed at high speed.

Xin Laoqi not only completed this task, but also felt very relaxed, so he took the opportunity to swing the second sword.

The heads soared into the sky, and the war horse neighed, and ran towards the side with its headless corpse.

The fleshy charming who had lost his hands had already gotten up and was running towards his comrades.

The two lightning-like swords were still remaining in their eyes, and Mei'ergan's order had arrived.

"Kill this person at any cost!"

The third flesh-fried warrior rushed over, and a corpse was added on the ground in an instant.

This is a contest of morale between the two sides, so no one is willing to admit defeat.

When the fifth man fell, Meiergan sighed, "This is an invincible warrior. Now that morale is falling, we must take action. This is also the purpose of his dispatch of this man, which is to force us to take action."

Merlot's face was stiff, and the flesh-fighted Warriors failed. This was a blow, which not only affected morale, but also affected the atmosphere within the coalition.

The flesh fans are strong support, and they even have a little bit of a savior's arrogance.

Today, this pride was broken by the Ming people. How do you distribute the rights in the coalition forces from now on?

"Go on."

Both Mergan and Melo agreed to take action, so a general shouted: "Strike!"

So thousands of horses galloped!

The grassland was trembling, and the dense sound of horse hooves that had not been seen for a long time made people's throats dry and their faces were pale.

Rulin's cavalry was dispatched in full swing. Under the leadership of their respective generals, the impact of the coalition forces seemed rhythmic and orderly, without any disorder.

"Stay!"

Without any warning, the officers of each department are cheering their subordinates.

"Aim! Ignite after entering range!"

The artillery task was very heavy. They didn't know why Fang Xing had to use his weak troops to fight a huge opponent, but the courage of the Ming soldiers was still there.

No one showed fear!
To be continued...