The moonlight is like water, and there is a white moonlight above the grassland.
People who have never been here may think that the darkness here is so dark that you cannot see your fingers. However, only after arriving here in person will you find that the nights in the grasslands are much brighter than those in the Central Plains.
There is wind in the night, blowing the wild grass that is half a man tall. The rustling sound of the wild grass is somewhat similar to the rice fields in the Central Plains. Whether it is grass or rice and wheat, they are actually the same. In essence, they are given to the world by God.
One of the sources of nourishment for all living things.
People in the grasslands need grass to feed their cattle and sheep, while people in the Central Plains need rice and wheat for food. They are like a pair of brothers, they look slightly different, but they actually have the same roots.
Woo!
In the distance, under the half-curved crescent moon hanging on the high hill, the howling of the wolf could be heard.
rustle!
Among the swaying weeds, a soldier with a face as deep as water showed a resolute face.
Thousands of people were leading their horses forward slowly. The wild grass about half a person's height on the grassland became their natural cover. Under the bright moonlight, neither the people nor the horses made the slightest noise. If it hadn't been for them
It's moving and looks like a group of statues.
Fireflies were dancing in the grass. A young warrior gently stretched out his hand, grabbed a few fireflies into his palm, and then looked at the beating light in the gaps between his fingers, showing a child-like smile.
There are also fireflies in his hometown. He has not been back home for a long time.
Suddenly, the advancing soldiers stopped. The young soldier loosened his palms and watched a few fireflies fly away. He said softly in his heart, "Fly!"
Then, like everyone else, they looked firmly at the front of their team.
In the dark night, suddenly there seemed to be a brilliance blooming, and a large flag stood suddenly in front. Although everyone could distinguish its color, everyone knew that it was the battle flag of their Ming Dynasty, which they had always been proud of, and even used
Rendered with blood, bright red.
Li Jinglong looked up at the moon in the sky, spit out the straw stick in his mouth, looked back carefully and slowly at the figure following him, and grinned silently.
Dad! Lord! Bless me! I’ll be victorious and I’ll succeed!
After reciting something silently in his mind, Li Jinglong jumped onto his horse. Suddenly, on the grass behind him, there was a silent sound of padded armor rubbing against each other.
Well, Li Jinglong slowly pulled out the saber from his waist. He held the reins with his left hand and put the saber on his shoulder with his right hand. With a slight exertion on his legs, the horse under his crotch made a slight sound in its nose and slowly moved forward.
Thousands of elite cavalrymen of the Ming Army rode forward slowly on their horses.
The fighting under the moon is like running water, waiting for the blood to stain the shirt!
Boom, boom, the grassland began to shake. The horseshoes were like drums, and the grassland, the moonlight, and the high hills in the distance seemed to start to sway.
Gradually, the swaying turned from slight to violent, as if the sky was falling and the earth was turning upside down. All the scenes in sight, including the enemy's camp just a few miles away, began to tremble with the rhythm of the horse's hooves.
The horses galloping on the grassland turned into afterimages. The knight on the horse raised the sharp saber in his hand.
Boom, boom.
Amid the thunderous tremors, Li Jinglong desperately hit the horse's belly with the spurs of his combat boots. The saber in his right hand pointed at the camp ahead.
The muscles on his face bulged ferociously, and his mouth screamed like a beast, God bless the Ming Dynasty!
What responded to him was the cry from the chests of three thousand men that almost shattered the waning moon in the sky, "Wonderful victory!"
kill!
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Amid the trembling sound of horses' hooves trampling on the earth, a strong warrior suddenly woke up from his sleep.
He tremblingly opened the curtain of the yurt, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief. His strong body began to tremble uncontrollably.
At the same time, shirtless men who were also awakened from their dreams rushed out of the felt bags with weapons in their hands, shouting.
Enemy attack!
An old man shouted hysterically and raised the horn in his hand.
However, before the horn sounded, a cold sword light passed by, and blood began to bloom violently like a fountain under the bright moonlight.
Ming dynasty!
Amidst the howling, Li Jinglong's war horse leaped high and crossed the simple barrier of the enemy's camp. The saber in his hand smoothly cut open an enemy's body. Then he continued to shout and led people into the depths of the camp.
Where the enemy flag is.
Lieutenant General Qu Neng followed closely behind, leading the athletes to constantly throw the torches in their hands on top of the easily flammable yurt.
On the other side, the lancers headed by the Liao brothers ran into the enemy's camp from the side with Zhangba long spears. The long spears drove away the enemies in front of them and overturned the enemy's tents. This was the case with the Ma Tada company camp.
They are also the generals of the Ming Dynasty, and they are born with the enthusiasm for making achievements in their blood.
kill!
The camp was filled with the killing sounds of the Ming cavalry. Almost in the blink of an eye, the silent Yuan army camp collapsed. In this era, almost no one fought at night, and these enemies never imagined that there would be divine soldiers in their homeland.
drop.
In the enemy's camp, the Ming cavalry felt as if they were in a deserted land. They stabbed with spears, chopped with sabers, and trampled with horse hooves, harvesting the lives of the enemies to their heart's content.
Protect the Chinese army's tent! Mount your horse!
In the burning camp, the enemy shouted in panic. Amid the shouts of the leader, the elite warriors used their chests to resist the collision of the Ming army, buying time for other partners.
Rush over and don't stop!
The enemy's Chinese army's tent was right in front of him. Li Jinglong was already red-eyed. He cut open countless bodies with the saber in his hand and bravely led his troops to charge forward.
Suddenly, on the charging horse, Li Jinglong felt a strong palpitation in his heart. Without any time to think about it, he fiercely pulled up the reins as the horse charged.
lululu~~~
The war horse let out a roar, knocked an enemy away, and flew into the air with its front hooves.
With a whoosh, an arrow suddenly appeared in the sight. It shot directly into the neck of the war horse, and the war horse whined. Then several spears shot out in the diagonal thrust, and with a few pops, they all penetrated the war horse and made him sweat.
in the body.
Head of the house!
Commander!
Amidst the exclamations of the servants and soldiers, the war horse stumbled, and Li Jinglong on the horse was thrown off the horse's back. At the same time, several howling enemies had already rushed over with their swords.
There was a dragon roar, and after being thrown away, Li Jinglong rolled around on the ground several times. He directly pulled out another sword from his waist, clenched it with both hands, and slashed Huashan with all his strength at the first enemy.
Then the blade turned sideways and pierced directly into the heart of the second enemy.
Accompanied by the sound of fire and a crisp sound, it was another enemy's scimitar that struck the tiger-headed shoulder guard on his left side.
His shoulders felt sore and numb, and one arm suddenly lost all strength. But at this moment, Li Jinglong made a fist with his right hand. The glove wrapped in chain mail hit the enemy's face hard.
Then he drew out the sword that was stuck on the enemy's body, turned the blade upside down and pierced the opponent's neck directly.
Poof, hot blood spurted all over Li Jinglong's body. At this moment, in the firelight, he looked like a murderer who had walked out of hell.
The master of the house is mighty!
The veterans of the Li family sighed in admiration and rushed to Li Jinglong's side. The master of the family mounted his horse!
Ignore me, rush over and capture their Chinese nobleman alive! Li Jinglong held a knife, mounted his horse, and continued to give orders loudly.
Kill!
Under his leadership, the Ming cavalry along this route was like a hot knife thrust into frozen meat oil. It directly turned the enemy's camp upside down.