"Your Majesty, Xinghebo has led the army out of the city."
As soon as he rode to report Fang Xing's decision, Zhu Zhanji said: "Xinghebo, are you trying to disgust Mi'er?"
” Zhang Fu said: "Your Majesty, the front is already entangled with the enemy scouts, and Mi'ergan will get the news soon."
And Xinghebo's move was to boost morale. ” Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "In this way, let Mi'er do a good look at Daming's son!"
” Zhang Fu responded, and then looked at Meng Ying.
He needed to follow the emperor to praise the painting, and he couldn't leave easily, so he could only hand over this blood-boiling task to Meng Ying.
Meng Ying pulled out her long knife, turned around and shouted, "Sons, Your Majesty is watching you, kill the enemy!"
Fight the enemy!
” …… The horn sounded, and the coalition forces on the opposite side were approaching.
Mi'er is in the Chinese army, and Merlot is by his side.
"What does the demon god want to do?"
Miergan had already seen the strength of the Ming army, and he did not think that this amount of strength could block the impact of the coalition army.
Merlot and Fang Xing had already dealt with each other a few times, and each time they were disgraced.
Now that Milgan is leading a large army, the atmosphere of ambition is pervasive in the army, which makes him a little vigilant.
"That's a cunning fellow, esteemed King Hariel, he doesn't rush to attack, so there must be his plans."
Mi'er Gan glanced at Merlot, and said seemingly calmly: "Merlot, how long has it been, are you already afraid?"
” Merlot smiled bitterly: "That's a fox, I don't know where to start. ” Mi'er Gan squinted slightly and looked ahead, somehow remembering the big battle that year.
"He's fought for years, and he's never been defeated, Merlot, and I don't mean to be sarcastic.
I'm relieved to see that you're cautious now. ” Mi'ergan's tone was sincere, which made Mellot feel a little more moved.
"Yes, he is cunning and cruel, and he deserves the name of the Demon God, our great enemy.
It's just that I want to know......
How about Emperor Ming?
” This is a strategic issue, and Mi Ergan said: "It's hard to say that this Ming Emperor doesn't have the experience of being in charge alone, so ......
Let's expect him to be a stubborn emperor. ” After finishing speaking, Mi Ergan raised his head slightly, and said lightly: "Let the warriors show their martial prowess and tell the Ming people what they will encounter on the battlefield." ” Merlot nodded slightly and said appreciatively, "Your wisdom is incomparable. ” Mi'ergan refused to risk the whole army into a decisive battle at this time, because he was worried about the Ming Emperor.
"The Ming Emperor is like a ground mouse, the old emperor of the Ming people raided Xinghe and defeated the Tatars in one fell swoop, thus establishing the position of the Ming people in the grassland.
Today's Ming Emperor was taught by the old emperor back then, and there will be no shortage of such means, so we must be careful. ” Mi'ergan's voice was a little erratic, like the white clouds floating in the blue sky at the moment.
Merlot nodded, and then the chief of the guard assigned a team of men to provoke.
"Dear King Hariel, I beg your pardon for the need for meat fans to show their abilities to their great comrades at this moment."
Mi'er smiled and said, "It's a good idea, I'll wait and see." ” More than twenty people were not many, but none of them had bows and arrows.
"What does that mean?"
Fang Xing was constantly receiving news from the rear, so he was very sure.
Yang Xiong suddenly smiled and said, "Uncle, this is a provocation by the coalition forces. ” "Fighter?
Interesting. ” Fang Xing nodded, and Yang Xiong volunteered: "Uncle, please fight." ” Fang Xing shook his head and said, "You are a general."
The first duty of the general is not here. ” "Old Seven!"
Fang Xing greeted casually.
Xin Laoqi handed the bow and arrow to the family, and then the other party woke up and said, "Master, the little one is going." ” Fang Xing smiled and said, "Go ahead, let them see the warriors of the Ming Dynasty." ” Yang Xiong frowned and said, "Uncle, he is ...... alone."
Fang Xing didn't speak, just watched Xin Laoqi greet him.
When the two sides were not far apart, those fleshy charms strangled the horses, and then a big man rushed over.
One-knife to single-knife, the two sides are galloping against each other.
The sound of horses' hooves is monotonous, like the rhythm of a heartbeat.
The long knife slashed down as fast as lightning.
Clang!
Xin Laoqi easily parried the attack, and just as the two sides staggered, he kicked his opponent off the horse with one kick.
Under the gaze of those flesh-obsessed warriors, Xin Laoqi turned his horse's head.
The war horse strode gracefully past.
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The flesh of the fallen horse turned over in a hurry, but the horse's hooves were in front of him, and he stepped back with his hands and feet.
He is not afraid of death, only that failure will bring disaster to his family.
So he struggled backwards, and the moment the horse's hooves hit the ground, he burst out.
His jumping was so good that he jumped higher than his horse.
He flew and pounced on Xin Laoqi.
Then he saw a glimmer of light.
Knife light!
Xin Laoqi turned the horse's head again and said, "Next!"
” At this moment, the flesh charming, who had lost his hands, fell to the ground, looking at his bare arms howling.
The howl is reminiscent of a wolf at night.
It's very demoralizing!
There rushed out a fleshy man, but he used a spear.
The spear is like a viper, and swift as lightning.
Xin Laoqi swung two knives in a row.
With the first slash, he slashed the spear with precision.
It's a difficult task to slash a spear that stabs at high speed.
Xin Laoqi not only completed this task, but also easily, so he took advantage of the situation and swung a second knife.
The head of the man rose into the sky, and the war horse neighed, holding the headless corpse and galloping towards the side.
The fleshy charmman who had lost his hands had already gotten up and was running towards his comrades.
The lightning-fast two knives were still in his eyes, and the order had already arrived.
"Kill this man at all costs!"
The third Flesh Fan Warrior rushed over, and in an instant there was another corpse on the ground.
This is a contest of morale between the two sides, so neither of them will admit defeat.
When the fifth man fell, Mi'er sighed, "This is an invincible warrior.
Now that morale is down, we have to do it, and that's why he sent this man, which is to force us to do it. ” Merlot's face stiffened, and the Flesh-Lost Warrior missed.
This was a blow, not only to morale, but also to the atmosphere within the coalition forces.
Meat fans are strong reinforcements, and even they have a little savior arrogance.
And today, this pride has been shattered by the Ming people, how will the power in the coalition be distributed after that?
"Let's do it."
Both Miergan and Merlot agreed to do it, and one of the generals shouted, "Attack!"
” So ten thousand horses galloped!
The grassland was trembling, and the sound of dense horses' hooves that had not been heard for a long time made people's throats and eyes dry and pale.
Rulin's cavalry poured out, and under the leadership of their respective generals, the impact of the coalition forces appeared rhythmic and orderly, without the slightest disorder.
"Steady!"
There is no need to be reminded that the officers of all departments are cheering up their subordinates.
"Aim!
Ignition after entering range!
” The task of the artillery is very heavy, and they don't know why Fang Xing wants to fight a huge opponent with a weak force, but the courage of the Ming soldiers is still there.
No one is afraid!
The artillery is preparing, the musketeers are preparing, the cavalry is preparing.
The coalition forces gradually began to pick up, and Milgan and Mellot remained in the rear.
"Retreat!
Fall back!
” Someone in front of him suddenly shouted in panic, and then the shouting became more and more loud.
"Retreat!
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Retreat now!
” Mi'er said indifferently: "Look at what's going on." ” There was a wooden tower in front of him on which a sergeant was looking ahead.
"Ming Army!"
"How much?"
"That's a lot!
Uncountable!
” There is no need for him to give a briefing.
The scouts of the meat fans were strangled by the cavalry on both wings of the Ming army, so when they found that countless cavalry were pouring out on both sides of Hami City, the generals in front who were caught off guard subconsciously chose to retreat.