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Chapter 53: Soldiers in the Wasteland

The Ming army was so murderous that the Yuan army was defeated like a mountain.

Dakui led three thousand elite cavalry to forcibly cut a bloody path through the ranks of the Yuan army. After several galloping and massacres, the Yuan army had no intention of fighting and fled for their lives. Most of these five thousand Yuan soldiers were newly recruited soldiers from Aodun.

After training but not in battle, this time they fought against the elite cavalry of the Ming army. Naturally, they were defeated in one blow.

Dakui shook his hands and stabbed several Yuan soldiers in front of his horse under the gun, and looked around again. The living Yuan soldiers were all busy running away for their lives, and the ground was littered with corpses of Yuan soldiers.

"Where is General Kang?" Dakui asked in a loud voice, and soon Kang Maocai rode his horse to Dakui's side.

"General Kang, what are the casualties of our army?" Dakui asked, but he looked around. He was relieved when he saw that the Yuan soldiers were scattered in different directions.

"General, our army's casualties are less than five hundred." Kang Maocai was covered in blood at this moment, and the sword in his hand was also stained with blood.

Dakui nodded slightly and said: "The Yuan soldiers have dispersed. Our military needs continue to chase the remnants of Aodun." After a pause, Dakui continued: "General Kang stayed with three hundred people to clean the battlefield and take care of the wounded. That's it.

You can go back to Pingliang Town and wait."

Kang Maocai clasped his fists and accepted the order: "General, I will obey the order." After saying that, he went to order the troops without mentioning it.

Dakui reined in his horse and then shouted: "Aodun is in front, all the soldiers will follow me to chase him!" After saying that, he shouted: "Drive." He first rode the horse and picked up the gun and chased towards the due north. Two thousand and three men

The Baiming Army followed closely. For a moment, the sound of hoofbeats rumbled and a trail of dust and smoke was raised to the north.

Ao Dun fled north with 3,000 cavalry to protect the treasure vehicle. He still thought that the Ming army was besieging Pingliang Town with heavy troops, but he never expected that only 3,000 Ming army cavalry were chasing him behind him.

The horse's tail beam is already in sight. All we have to do is rush through the open land and turn around the foot of the mountain to enter the mountain.

"Hurry, hurry, march at full speed." Ao Dun galloped ahead with his horse and sword in hand, followed by three thousand soldiers behind him.

Just as Ao Dun's three thousand soldiers were running to the middle of the open field, a cannon sounded from deep in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain ahead, and a large cavalryman was seen flashing out of the dense forest.

Ao Dun couldn't help but turn pale with fright. He looked at the cavalry who suddenly appeared in front of them. Each of them was armored and covered with swords and guns, and a large flag was erected at the front of the team with the word "Zhang" written in a big letter.

When Ao Dun saw this flag, he couldn't help but hurriedly turned his head and looked behind him. Behind him were the three thousand cavalry he led, and there were no pursuers. Could it be that the Ming army had cast a magic spell and shrunk to the front?

?

The confrontation between the two armies only lasted for a moment of tranquility. The Yuan army was all terrified, and their horses snorted from time to time and marched on the spot. Only this small movement revealed the panic in the hearts of the soldiers.

Yang Xiaohu, who was in the Ming army, knocked his horse's belly with his feet and walked slowly forward for a while, and then said loudly: "General Ao Dun, please come forward and talk to me."

Ao Dun was angry and turned around and asked: "Who will help me capture this young Ming army general?"

A promise came from behind: "The general will go, finally." Then I saw Yiqi flash past and kill Yang Xiaohu on the opposite side. It was Ha Shigang who came out of the battle. Ha Shigang was fighting with Da Kui and didn't want to fall into the trap.

, his head and face were smashed beyond recognition. At this moment, medicine was applied to the injured area, but his whole body was indeed fine. This time Ao Dun asked who could go forward and capture Yang Xiaohu, but Ha Shigang volunteered and rushed out.

Yang Xiaohu did not move, and watched as Ha Shigang rushed forward. A bowstring sounded in the Ming army's camp, and an arrow came with breaking wind.

"Ah!" Ha Shi just screamed, flipping over his saddle and falling off his horse while running. The horse that rushed in front of Yang Xiaohu was just an empty horse.

Yang Xiaohu looked at the 3,000-yuan army and just smiled coldly, then shouted loudly: "This road is blocked. Those who try to resist stubbornly will suffer this fate."

Two thousand Ming troops behind Yang Xiaohu shouted in unison: "Those who resist are killed! Kill! Kill!"

Needless to say, the Ming army's overwhelming momentum frightened the Yuan army. There was a commotion in the Yuan army formation, and Ao Dun's face looked ashen and uncertain.

Yang Xiaohu shouted again: "Please ask General Ao Dun to come forward and talk to me again."

The three thousand yuan army all looked at Ao Dun, and his meaning was self-evident: as a general, it is unreasonable to be timid. Ao Dun let out a long sigh, and had no choice but to move forward on his horse, and came a hundred steps in front of Yang Xiaohu.

This was the first time for Yang Xiaohu to see Ao Dun. They all said that Ao Dun was very clever and brave, but nothing he saw today was like this.

Ao Dun was the first to ask: "Ao Dun is here, who are you? Tell me your name."

Yang Xiaohu said coldly: "I am Yang Xiaohu, a member of the Qianhu Family of the Jingqi Camp of the Pioneer Army. I am waiting here under the orders of the general." Although Yang Xiaohu is young, he speaks with an old-fashioned tone.

When Ao Dun heard this, he was not angry but smiled: "What do you want?"

Yang Xiaohu continued: "The general has an order. If you put down your weapons, you will avoid death. Ao Dun must be tied up and come with me to see the general."

"Hahahahaha, how dare a yellow-haired kid speak arrogant words? Let's see how I, the general, deal with you." After speaking, Ao Dun raised his sword and urged his horse to go straight to Yang Xiaohu.

There were crossbowmen in the Ming army. When Ao Dun saw that Ha Shi had just been hit by an arrow and fell from his horse, he had already made up his mind. He approached Yang Xiaohu to talk to him this time because he wanted to get closer to Yang Xiaohu. Only a hundred steps away, with his hip

He got off his horse and expected that the Ming army's crossbowmen would not be able to fire the arrows in time, and he had already reached Yang Xiaohu.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaohu swung his iron spear to fight against Ao Dun. The so-called young man is energetic, Yang Xiaohu had always wanted to know this Ao Dun. If he could capture Ao Dun in one fell swoop, it would be a great achievement, but he would

The foster father's words were forgotten in his mind.

Originally, Da Kui ordered Yang Xiaohu to wait for Ao Dun here, just to delay time and prevent him from entering the mountain. When Yang Xiaohu saw Ao Dun coming to fight, he couldn't help but fight, and in the blink of an eye, the two were fighting together.

Ao Dun's broadsword was like a splash of wind, and he slashed three times in one blow. These three swords were really powerful, and Yang Xiaohu could not resist it. The horse could not bear the strength and retreated continuously.

Ao Dun's face was ferocious at the moment, and his moves were fierce. As he moved closer, he sneered and said: "Boy, let me chop off your little head and use it as a water ladle within ten moves." This sentence was not a lie, Yang Xiaohu took it.

After three blows, my arms were already numb. If I had taken ten blows, I would be more likely to have a bad outcome.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten enemies. No matter how exquisite Yang Xiaohu's moves are, he is unable to do what he wants when facing Ao Dun.

Ao Dun found out that Yang Xiaohu was timid, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart. At that moment, the big sword slashed out in a semicircle. Yang Xiaohu's hands were already torn from the tiger's mouth, and he knew that it would be difficult to receive the sword again. At that moment, his body was shortened and he hid under his feet.

'My whole body went under the horse's belly.

Ao Dun slashed the air with his sword, but before he could change his stance, Yang Xiaohu actually stabbed the horse's belly with a spear.

Yang Xiaohu knew that with Ao Dun's martial arts, he would never be able to kill himself with a single shot. In this case, he learned the method his adoptive father used to fight Wang Baobao, and shot straight to the throat of Ao Dun's horse.

Ao Dun was dressed in golden armor, and it would be difficult for ordinary swords to hurt him, but his war horse was different. After Ao Dun slashed his sword, Yang Xiaohu, who was opposite him, suddenly disappeared. Before he could recover, he quickly dismounted the war horse and let out a loud neigh.

He fell to the ground. Ao Dun unexpectedly fell and rolled to the ground.

Before Ao Dun could get up, a cold light had already appeared in front of him. Ao Dun's broadsword was too heavy to block, and in desperation, Ao Dun actually stretched out his right hand to catch the spear head.

Yang Xiaohu had never thought that Ao Dun was so fierce and vicious. He thought that Ao Dun would die when he was stabbed with the spear. Who would have thought that Ao Dun could capture the spear with one hand... Only this time, Ao Dun held the gun head with his right hand.

It was already dripping with blood. This grip did not catch the barrel of the gun, but instead caught the sharp edge of the gun head.

"Boy, let's see what else you can do." Ao Dun chuckled, raised his foot and kicked Yang Xiaohu straight into the heart.

Yang Xiaohu wanted to draw the gun, but the iron gun was held tightly by Ao Dun and could not be drawn. Seeing Ao Dun kicking him over, Yang Xiaohu had no choice but to abandon the gun and twist his body.

He jumped up and kicked his left foot backwards.

Ao Dun was fierce, but Yang Xiaohu was as light as a swallow. This kick was a big surprise to Ao Dun.

With a "pop", Ao Dun fell on his back. This kick actually hit Ao Dun's face, and accidentally hit his nose. Yang Xiaohu tried his best to kick out, and it was not an unpleasant kick.

It's not inaccurate. Ao Dun is wearing armor. If this kick were to kick Ao Dun, he would probably be kicked back a few steps at most, but it would be different if it hit his face.

Ao Dun felt his nose was full of tears and snot, especially his nose, which was in unbearable pain.

Yang Xiaohu succeeded in one move, reached out and grabbed the iron gun before it hit the ground, then shook up a flower of the gun, shook the gun and stabbed again. The gun went straight to Ao Dun's throat, trying to kill him with one shot.

As a general, Ao Dun naturally has rich experience on the battlefield. As he retreated, he saw Yang Xiaohu's gun hit him. He actually squatted on horseback and stood still with a stake in his crotch, and then jumped forward. It seemed that he was about to hit the gun.

On the tip, unexpectedly, his body remained unchanged but he turned his head and just dodged the spearhead. Yang Xiaohu pierced the air with the spear, and felt a strong wind blowing against his face. Ao Dun punched Yang Xiaohu directly in the face.

This punch was really powerful, if it had hit it hard, it would have killed Yang Xiaohu with one punch.

In desperation, Yang Xiaohu fell backwards and kicked Ao Dun directly in front of his face with his right leg. It was a coincidence that Ao Dun couldn't avoid it by jumping forward. There was a muffled sound, and Yang Xiaohu's kick

He kicked Ao Dun in the face again.

The previous kick had seriously injured Ao Dun's nose, and this time he heard a slight sound of bone breaking.

The two fell to the ground at the same time. Yang Xiaohu stood up and grabbed the iron gun in his hand at the same time. Ao Dun had a nosebleed and his eyesight was dizzy.

Yang Xiaohu swung his spear and jumped up. The tip of the spear was lowered three inches in front of Ao Dun's throat and he shouted sternly: "You still don't want to surrender?"

Yang Xiaohu won the victory, and the two thousand Ming troops shouted in unison: "If you surrender, you will not kill anyone who surrenders!"

The victory has been decided, and there is no need to fight anymore. At this moment, the rumble of horse hooves was heard from behind the Yuan army. It was Dakui who led more than 2,000 Ming troops. The Yuan army, which was already ready to surrender, not only panicked, but also the Yuan army.

Someone in the army shouted: "The Ming army wants to kill us, brothers, fight with them, charge!"

This shout immediately excited the crowd of 5,000 Yuan soldiers, and all of a sudden they rushed northward like crazy. They wanted to rush over to rescue Ao Dun, and they even wanted to break through the Ming army's blockade and escape into the mountains, but Yang Xiaohu didn't even think about it.

One shot went down.


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