The shrill screams resounded in the mountains, and countless birds flew away from their nests in fear and circled in the sky.
The pungent smell of blood in the air caused the beasts hiding in the caves to roar bloodthirstyly. However, in the mountains and forests outside, no one dared to step into the hell-like miserable scene on earth, no matter what kind of beast it was.
"kill!"
The Goryeo rebels were all over the mountains and plains, running like headless flies in the mountains and forests without a clue, as if they could save their lives as long as they climbed to a high place.
In the dense forest, the cavalry could not attack wantonly. The Ming army dismounted and chased behind with weapons in hand, harvesting the heads of the Goryeo rebels.
Compared with the elite of the Ming Dynasty, the rebels are not considered soldiers.
They didn't even have any decent iron armor on them, and the occasional counterattack with bows and arrows couldn't hurt the Ming army at all.
"Go up, go up!" Qianhu, the leader of the Ming army, jumped to his feet and shouted, "Those who suffer from mother-in-law are our military merits. We must not let other battalion leaders steal them!"
The guerrilla general in armor was also shouting, "If you behead one level, you will be rewarded with three silver coins. If you behead someone who is five levels, you will be rewarded with a Korean woman!"
Hearing this, the pursuing Ming army felt as if they had taken an elixir instantly.
Kill!
They were chasing after them with a roar, and the high slope that was originally very troublesome to climb was not a problem at all in their eyes. Many people even got tired of running and felt that the armor on their bodies was cumbersome, so they simply went into battle lightly with their knives hanging on their bare arms.
pursuit.
"die!"
A young Ming soldier quickly caught up with a Goryeo rebel and nailed the Goryeo man's head with a pickaxe in his hand.
In an instant, there was a pop and the Korean people were no longer alive.
"Dad, I'll kill one of you!" the young Ming Jun shouted happily.
But the next second, snap!
The young Ming Jun covered his face and looked at me, who was also a soldier, in confusion.
"You're so fucking stupid, you can't teach me how to kill someone! I'm telling you eight hundred and sixty times, don't hit people on the fucking head, can't you just hit the shoulder and the head? Give your head a good time, and you can follow suit.
You’re like a mother-in-law, and you’re not even intact anymore, so what can you do with the official in exchange for money?”
As he said that, the veteran suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled his son away.
With a whoosh, an arrow shot past his shoulder.
At a glance, on the mountainside in front, a Korean soldier was adjusting his angle.
"Mom, shoot my father?" The young Ming army became angry, yelled, then raised his round shield and chased upwards.
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"Master, it's hard to chase uphill!"
The old soldier beside Fu Rang, with a faint smell of blood on his body, rode up to Fu Rang, "There are no roads in the mountains, there are woods everywhere..."
Before he finished speaking, Fu Rang smiled faintly, "It's okay, I can't run away!"
"Run! Bari Bari!"
Countless Koreans fled through the mountains and forests.
It seemed that they had temporarily left the Ming army behind, and they were temporarily safe.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Many people were leaning on their legs and bent over, gasping for air, as if their chests were about to burst.
"Asi!" Someone from the Goryeo rebels yelled, "Why? Why did you run away? Oh Xiba, we were chased so hard that we lost our souls! Are we so vulnerable?"
Beside me, someone just wanted to refute.
But suddenly, there was a deathly silence all around.
Everyone was alert and looked up at the sky in the forest.
Thumping!
Birds and crows suddenly flew into the sky.
The next second, some Goryeo rebels who were familiar with the natural laws in the mountains and forests shouted in panic, "Barry~Piaxiu!"
(Run, escape!)
Before the shouting ended, the man started running wildly.
But there were also many Goryeo rebels who didn't understand this and looked at him in confusion.
Whoosh!
Many people's eyes suddenly flashed with fear.
The Goryeo rebels who were running wildly just now were shot through the neck by a thick and heavy arrow without even letting out a scream.
Moreover, the arrowhead of the heavy arrow is not a sharp rhombus, but has the shape of a crescent shovel.
With one arrow coming down, the running Korean suddenly turned into a running headless body.
"Ah! The enemy is coming!"
In the blink of an eye, all the Koreans were in a panic. They started running around like headless chickens, even pushing each other and bumping into each other.
"ah!"
Screams and cries of fear came and went.
The cavalrymen with golden rat tails, riding their war horses as lightly as willow leaves in the wind, walked through the dense forest and appeared in front of these Goryeo rebels.
The Jurchens, who grew up in the white mountains and black waters and lived by fishing and hunting, were actually better warriors than the Mongols.
He has grown up in a harsh natural environment since he was a child, fishing and hunting all year round, and contending with the four seasons of heaven and earth as well as wild beasts and enemies.
These Jurchens have been created, and each of them is a true elite who can compete with ten on the battlefield.
There are no more than ten thousand Jurchens, and they are invincible. They have created a myth in the history of world war.
Humans are like dragons, horses, and tigers; they climb mountains like apes and descend into water like otters!
It’s just that they also have an inherent disadvantage: their population is too small!
call!
puff!
Rong Bao threw out the short gun in his hand and directly stabbed a Goryeo rebel to the ground like a skewer, then grinned happily.
And, he looked behind him.
Yin Xitai quickly avoided his bloodthirsty gaze like a madman, and ordered his Korean soldiers, "Go up, go up, squeeze them into one place!"
Then, shouting, "No one shall be left alive!"
Rongbao also told the tribal warriors around him in Jurchen language, "Don't be too hasty to chase them. Use bows and arrows to greet them from a distance, and let the Koreans trample on each other. When they have no strength, the men and women will go up again!"
"Hey!" the subordinate agreed, and then looked at Yin Xitai, who was directing the battle over there, "Master, do you want to do it behind his back..."
Suddenly, Rong Bao grinned, "Okay!"
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"Drive! Drive!"
The Jurchen cavalry looked like two wolves chasing a group of sheep. But wherever the sheep ran, they would see two wolves.
Gradually, the Korean people became confused, crazy, tired, unable to run, and begged for mercy...
"Kill!" Yin Xitai shouted, "Kill them all..."
At this moment, his eyes were full of enthusiasm.
He is full of the kind of enthusiasm that is about to achieve several military exploits. Even if these military exploits are forged with the blood of his own race, he doesn't care.
Whoosh!
He stopped abruptly and lowered his head, feeling severe pain in his neck.
The next second, his vision went dark, and he fell down with a thud.
"Your Excellency is dead!" The heart-rending big man from the Koryo soldiers belonging to the Ming army, whose madness just now turned into panic in an instant.
Then, they retreated in fear and did not dare to kill those Goryeo rebels again.
"Useless Koreans!" Rong Bao rode forward and sneered, "They only dare to show their teeth to others when they have a master behind them and someone to protect them. They are not even as good as a good dog.
!”
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Fu Rang lowered his head and looked at Yin Xitai's body coldly without any expression.
In the distance, more than two thousand Korean soldiers who had just been captured were kneeling on the ground shivering.
"Let the Koreans go!" Fu Rang waved his hand.
The Koreans in the Ming army's camp acted as temporary executioners.
Just as Rong Bao said, at this moment they were personally appointed by Fu Rang, and they suddenly became bloodthirsty again from their lack of fighting spirit after the death of their leader.
"Bury them together!" Fu Rang suddenly looked at Yin Xitai's body with disgust, "Send some money and food to his family! Does he have a son? If so, send him to the Young Army Camp!"
"Wait a minute!" After finishing speaking, Fu Rang suddenly turned around and looked at the bloody valley, "Make the heads of Koreans into a landscape and place them at the foot of Changbai Mountain!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of horse hooves behind him.