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With a whoosh, a feather arrow broke out and shot a running Mongolian cavalry down. Yun Zhao laughed, looked at the dozens of Mongolian soldiers' bodies looming around and shouted loudly: "We Let's go!" Hundreds of cavalry shouted, turned around and rode their horses and ran. With an arrow behind them, hundreds of Mongolian cavalry were chasing them in anger.

During these ten days, Yun Zhao and more than a hundred cavalrymen kept harassing around Shilipu. Teams of patrolling Mongolian cavalry were defeated and sank into the sand. Today, they were annihilated a group of people. After the patrol cavalry of thirty people, their eyes were red from the losses of the past few days. The Mongolian army, who had been prepared, immediately divided up a cavalry of about 500 people and chased them.

More than a hundred riders were riding on the frozen snow, running wildly towards Anqing. Yun Zhao fell at the end, instead of turning around and shooting an arrow, but every time the arrow came out, there would always be a person falling down the horse, the opponent's arrow Zhi Yi shot over, but the distance between the two sides had passed an arrow. Yun Zhao held the Pojun in his hand, and the arrow shot was still full of lethality, but the Mongolian army could not do it, even if he hit the opponent. , it would just be a crisp jingle sound, and the iron armor bomb would fall to the ground.

Now Yun Zhao's cavalry has been trained quite well. After several battles, these people have become veterans. The armor they asked for from An Qing Yueming has greatly improved their protection ability. At this distance, the enemy's arrow shot onto his body, even tickling was lighter.

The Mongolian generals simply did not do such useless efforts. They no longer shot arrows, but just destroyed their subordinates to chase them hard, and saw that the distance between the two sides was getting closer step by step.

Both sides fled and chased each other, and in an instant they passed the middle line between Shilipu and Anqing. Yun Zhao suddenly stopped his horse and stopped. Pojun pulled away and shot arrows. More than a hundred cavalrymen fleeing in front were in Yun The moment Zhao stopped, there was no order, but he almost stopped at the same time. He shouted, waved his saber and rushed towards Mengqi like crazy.

The cavalry crossed Yun Zhao, and Yun Zhao remained calm, one arrow after another, and every time the bowstring sounded, a Meng Jun soul would return to the Pure Land.

Seeing the enemy on the opposite side suddenly turn around and rushing towards him, the Mongolian generals chasing him were ecstatic, with only a hundred cavalry, and he was several times more than he had. Since he wanted to die, he would not be polite. This place was a vast snow field. The enemy could not make any tricks, and there was no place to ambush people. The Mongolian generals were relieved and boldly drove their subordinates to come forward.

Lacarthy reminded him not to be too close to the front line of Anqing City and be careful of the ambush by his opponents, but now there is still more than ten miles away from Anqing, and there is no place to ambush soldiers.

Yun Zhao drew out the last arrow in the quiver, but this time he did not shoot at his opponent. Instead, he leaned down toward the sky, and loosened his fingers. The last arrow flew straight into the sky with a shrill sound. It was actually a whistle.

Hearing the whistling sound of the whistling sound, the Mongolian general frowned, knowing that the enemy was summoning reinforcements, but he didn't think so. After eating more than a hundred people, he immediately took the horse and left. The opponent's reinforcements came from Anqing.

I came from the city and couldn't even eat one of the farts.

"Kill them all!" The Mongolian general roared, held up his sabre and rushed up.

It is indeed white on the snow field, but under this snow field that looks like nothing is wrong, there is something else. After several days of temptation, I finally successfully lured an enemy of a large size.

Come here. As this whistle is shot into the sky, the thick snow on the ground suddenly begins to squirm. With the sound of clanging, pieces of snow are suddenly lifted to the side. A single one suddenly appears on the snow that originally had nothing.

In the trench, rows of infantry jumped out from these trenches that were about a mile deep. The first one jumped out was Jiang Xu, who was as beautiful as a bear. At this moment, Jiang Xu, who was so cold that his face turned a little blue, looked up at the sky and said

With a long howl, dragging two long snots, holding a huge Mo sword high, he rushed up from behind the Meng cavalry.

"God!" Jiang Xu cursed, a knife cut a cavalry closest to him, including his horse, into two halves. Blood squirted his whole body, and dyed him into one at once.

A popular man.

They have been ambushing here for nearly a day. In order to save trouble, the ditch was not dug deep, and the other soldiers were curled up and didn't feel that it was okay. However, Jiang Xu's body was hidden under him, but he was seriously guilty and had been looking forward to it.

When Jiang Xu, who was whistling at the sound of the whistle, he felt as if he had heard the whistle and could not wait to lift the wooden board, jump out, and vented all his resentment and anger on Meng Jun.

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While lying in ambush, Yun Zhao said to Jiang Xu in person that if he didn't hear the whistleblower, he would be rude to him. Jiang Xu didn't care about other people's words, but he dared not disobey Yun Zhao's words.

Behind Jiang Xu, Su Dingfang and his ten Mo Dao Hands followed closely. Ten people jumped out and immediately formed a tight formation. Su Dingfang was in the middle, strode forward with shouts, flashing

The sword in the cold light was raised high and fell neatly.

More and more infantry jumped out of the snow ditch and rushed towards the Mongolian army. The number was as many as hundreds.

The Mongolian army was shocked. A group of impermanent death suddenly appeared behind the empty man, and they were killed immediately. They turned their horses in panic and turned their heads around. There was no time to make any other reaction. A large number of infantry soldiers had already

They rushed into the cavalry ranks, and at this time, more than a hundred cavalry under Yun Zhao's command had already returned in lightning and rushed into the Mongolian army.

The sound of killing shook the sky and the earth. The Mongolian generals only realized that the other party had already dug a trap here and were waiting for him to jump in.

Dark clouds roared excitedly, biting their heads, dispersing the war horses blocking themselves everywhere, and Yun Zhao, who was riding on his back, brought out bloody rain every time he waved it, each person and

The horses were like fierce gods and rushed into the chaos of Mongolian troops.

The Mongolian army was surrounded in the middle at this time, crowded with people, and horses were rushing to horses. Facing the infantry coming up from the outside, it was impossible to use it. Jiang Xu, Su Dingfang and others who were waving the sword were like Yan Luo at this time.

His body was covered in blood. Every time he waved it neatly, he cut off more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers.

Jiang Xu was chopping people very seriously. He was very angry with his eyes wide open. Because of these hateful Meng Gouzi, he had to squat in the snow nest and hid for almost a whole day, except for a few for breathability.

A little light could be seen in the small hole. He was like a mouse and had to kill them all. Otherwise, Yun Zhao would definitely hide himself back in the snow nest. Jiang Xu didn't like such a small one.

Space, thinking about these things, Jiang Xu was full of energy. The sharp and heavy Mo Dao was like a toy in his hand, waving lightly, but when it fell on Meng Jun, it was as heavy as Mount Tai. Every knife fell, it was blood.

Flowers splattered everywhere. At this time, Jiang Xu's whole body was covered with blood, which made him feel very uncomfortable. So he cut harder and faster. He wanted to speed up earlier and then take a shower.

, change into clean clothes.

Jiang Xu, who was like a demon, kept frightening the Mongolian army and his friendly forces. Even Su Dingfang, a veteran who was used to using the Mo Dao, was a little disgusted when he saw Jiang Xu's method of chopping people, and took his

Mo Daozhe chose another path.

Among the five hundred infantrymen who were ambushing here, there were three hundred veterans mixed with the two hundred new recruits who had just been recruited. These people were obviously unfamiliar with killing people. They held a spear in their hands and were only responsible for stabbing the horse's knights.

, and the work of making up for a knife was handed over to the veteran. Even so, seeing the cruelty on the battlefield, the flying broken limbs and broken arms, and the splashing internal organs, many people still had weak legs and knelt down

On the ground, he vomited loudly, but immediately a veteran ran over, lifted him up, stuffed a horizontal knife, dragged him past the injured and dying Meng soldiers, shouted at them, and forced them into their hands.

The knife cut down and stabbed in, causing blood to splatter all over the body.

Since these Mongolian soldiers were cut off from the return route by the infantry that suddenly appeared, and were disrupted by the cavalry led by Yun Zhao who returned to the scene, there was no suspense in this battle. They chased after screams.

The five hundred Mongolian cavalrymen who came from Yun Zhao and others lay down on the snow one by one in less than a meal. The snow on the ground had turned red, and the blood flowing from Gugu flooded everyone's feet. Finally,

After a man with a siege turned his back to the sky and fell heavily on the snow, Yun Zhao choked and returned to the sheath and shouted: "Brothers, go home!"

The veteran dragged the weak recruits and rushed towards the direction of the stone fort. Behind them, Yun Zhao led more than a hundred cavalry to break the troops and slowly retreated towards the stone fort.

It was not until an hour later that a team of Mongolian whistle cavalry finally arrived at the war site. The tragic scene shocked them. The destruction of the five hundred Mongolian squadrons was beyond their expectations. You must know that they were from the camp.

I chased them out and rushed here, and the time between them was not short.

Could it be that there were large-scale Dayue cavalry here? They were shocked and rushing back in a panic. Along the way, there were constant warning whistles.

Lacarthy is now completely unable to figure out how many Vietnamese troops are there opposite him. In the past few days, more than 100 troops have been attacked in two or three places. Sometimes the interval is very short. Judging from the wound, they are

Some of them were attacked by the sabres commonly used by the cavalry, while others were killed by the infantry's horizontal swords and spears. What made Lacarth even more worried was that the number of subordinates had been wiped out by the entire team recently.

Among these five hundred people, at least hundreds of people were killed by a powerful weapon. This weapon, Lakathie knew that it was called Modao. From the generals of Qiqige, there was a Mo in the stone fortress.

The sword team, but the Modao team has already lost almost all. Modao can't be played by just one person, but now it is obvious that there are a large number of Modao players appearing in the Great Vietnamese army opposite.

How many reinforcements have come from the opposite side? Lacarthy can only guess randomly, because once the whistle cavalry he sent approaches Bayankara Mountain, they will never come back. All the news is completely blocked, the more this happens Lacarthy dared not act rashly.

"Hold the camp tightly, there is no order, and it is strictly forbidden to go out to fight!" After thinking about it, Lakathi issued such an order, stick to it, and wait until the victory or defeat in Tanzhou will be decided. ()

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