"God of immortality blesses the Mongols!"

"Kill the Tartars and go to heaven!"

Amid the shouts, the soldiers of both sides collided fiercely and fought with all their strength. [The warriors of Qie Xue were very skilled in martial arts, while the Pili Navy was full of spears and formed a formation to advance!

As Tuo Huan expected, even if the scattered infantry is very skilled in martial arts, they will always be the one who suffers in front of the opponents who form a formation. On the battlefield, there is certainly room for personal martial arts to be displayed, but it is definitely not a place to compete for the victory or loss.

If you want a single-on-one competition, any Qie Xue can fight with a general like Chen Dexing and Lu Hu! If you form a formation and fight, they can also beat the Pili Navy. However, you have to use a scattered formation to attack the opponent's strict stair formation, but you can only suffer casualties.

However, even if the casualties are in trouble, they must rush forward! The clamor of the urging army is as tight as the wave. As a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, Tuohuan did not hesitate at all at this moment, and immediately put the only two thousand-person teams left in his hand into the battlefield.

Decades of the battlefield gave him an extraordinary battlefield intuition. He knew that this opportunity for hand-to-hand combat is hard-won! If he was expelled, he would have to charge again in the thunder and rain of arrows of the Southern Barbarians! Instead of doing so, it would be better to throw troops in now and try to barely restore the array on the front line. As long as he formed a formation, how could the Qiexue Warriors not be able to defeat the Southern Barbarians?

Moreover, he had a very bad premonition. The Nanman in front of him seemed to be leaning against Dahan at all costs... Their target was Dahan, right?

"Boom boom boom..."

Another dense explosion sounded, and all the Mongolian nobles watching the battle felt tight. This time the fireballs rose up in a row at the same time, and the landing point was behind the Qixue Army array, which was slowly forming on the front line. The flying single film immediately exploded the Qixue Army's front a little thinner!

Life is consumed quickly. These Qixue Army, which are placed on the grassland and in the desert, can make any army in this era frightened. It is consumed at a speed that is enough to make Mongolian sweat bravely!

At the same time, on the side of the Pili Navy, Lu Hu, who was commanding the spearman and fighting with Mongolian Qiexue, was also heartbroken. Although his son under him had been rigorously trained for several months and most of them had some martial arts skills, they were not as good as the Qiexue Army after several months of rigorous training. Although the personal martial arts skills in the battle formation were not the most important, Qiexue, who was very skilled in martial arts, could still achieve a not-too-sighted exchange rate with his courage and martial arts.

As more and more Qie Xue joined the battle, their formation was gradually forming! Fortunately, the divine arm archer who had just retreated had already begun to throw the little thunder. Finally, the boy under his command breathed a sigh of relief.

"Kill the Tartars and go to heaven!"

Zhang Hongfan took advantage of the fact that the Qie Xue Jun was dizzy by the explosion of the little sky thunder just now, and shouted and raised his gun and stabbed it, piercing the chest of a Qie Xue Warrior!

As a general-level instructor, Zhang Hongfan asked to go into battle to kill the enemy. The armor on his body was covered with blood. It was all the blood of the noblest warrior of Mongolia, Qi Xue!

Once upon a time, he became a Qiexue, and the guards around Da Khan were his greatest life ideal. In order to realize this ideal, he once practiced martial arts day and night, studied Mongolian language hard, and gave himself a Mongolian name. He even fantasized about being the son of a Mongolian herder on the grassland, rather than the son of Zhang Rou, the Han Marquis who had ten thousand troops to govern thousands of people.

At that time, Zhang Hongfan probably never dreamed that he would kill the warriors of Khan like this! But now he had nightmares every few days. He dreamed that he was caught and then peeled and cramped! The person who caught him and killed him was Chen Dexing and Mongolian...

"Kill the Tartars! Go to Heaven!"

With another loud shout, the spear pierced the chest of a young warrior, the chest of a young warrior, although this was a warrior, Zhang Hongfan's martial arts were not vegetarian. Now he was in a semi-crazy state, and he was definitely a warrior madman. The blood with the warmth of the human body gradually gradually fell on Zhang Hongfan's face. The blood seemed to give him a sense of safety. It seemed that killing a few more Mongolian warriors, the less likely it would be to reveal his identity!

The fear of identity exposure has already penetrated into his bones!

But at the same time, he knew very well that he was walking further and further on a desperate road that he could not turn back! He had killed Mongolian warriors, and there were more than one! Such a sin was in the north, and even if he was cut into pieces, he would not be redeemed! If he was loyal to the Great Mongolian, he knew that he would kill the Mongolians like this, he would definitely kill his relatives for justice...

The northern land can no longer go back! Unless you are a member of the Northern Expedition Army, follow General Chen to plow the courtyard and sweep the caves and seal the wolf's residence in the mountains!

I have such a ruthless idea!!!

Zhang Hongfan's body trembled, as if he was frightened by his own thoughts, and for a moment he forgot that he was on the battlefield.

A Mongolian spear stabbed over. He was about to understand Zhang Hongfan's sins, but someone hit him violently and shot him.

The man's body became weak and fell into Zhang Hongfan's arms. He was almost gone and he was still spitting blood. Zhang Hongfan recognized that the man's name was Niu Laoqi, a native of Shanxi. He was in his twenties but seemed to be 40 years old. Needless to say, he was the master of suffering and deep hatred. It is said that he was a Mongolian man in his clan. He couldn't live in Shanxi and then ran to the territory of the Shi family to ask for food. As a result, he was also a strong man by the Shi family...

"Instructor Zhang, I, I'm going to the Heavenly Court. I killed the Tartars and killed two! It's so good, so happy..." Niu Laoqi was not afraid of death at all. He was honest and had been washed for several months. He really believed that killing Tartars could bring happiness to heaven, but he still couldn't let go of some things.

"I, I have my mother and a brother in the north... Instructor Zhang, please take my ashes with me when I get back to the north. Is it true? I also have my pension, and give all the land I deserve to have... "

The Pili Navy not only has the unique political and war system in the Song army, but also has a reward method linked to land. All soldiers who have made meritorious services can get the corresponding land.

"Well! I, Zhang Jiu, must have done everything for you...!" Zhang Hongfan could only nod and watched the man who saved his life die.

At this moment, the attacking trumpet sounded again, and then there was a shout of union: "Kill the Tartars! Go to Heaven!"

Chen Dexing once again issued an order to attack his soldiers!

...

"I can't fight! I can't fight! How is this possible? This is Qi Xue Jun..."

The Mongolian Khan was shocked by the fierce battle in front of him. Although his warriors of Qiexue had not yet been defeated, it was clear who had the upper hand on the battlefield. The thunder of the Pili Navy fell down like raindrops, and Qiexue was fighting in the sea of ​​fire! Every roar means that several or more warriors fell down.

The injured warrior was lifted down, his armor was blown up and his flesh was stirred up, and his screams were so hard to bear to see. The shaman doctors in the army had seen such injuries? I don’t know how to treat them!

The wounded men who were carried down were piled up on a hillside not far from Dashen to wait for death. The miserable screams and the smell of blood came along the mountain wind, which made Meng Ge feel a little upset.

"Khan, why not take down your troops first and fight again tomorrow!" The king of sects, Mo Ge, who was with Meng Ge, couldn't help but persuade him.

Brother Meng glared at him and roared angrily: "We Mongolian warriors, when will we be afraid of the Southern Barbarians on land? We will mobilize our troops and use our lives to destroy this Southern Barbarian naval army!"

Before Brother Mo could reply, a majestic slogan sounded again in the fierce military formation. The Mongolian warriors were familiar with this voice. It was the slogan of the PILI Navy's charge - kill the Tartars and go to the Heavenly Court!

Mengge suddenly looked at the battlefield and saw that the front line of the Qiexue army was slowly retreating under the oppression of the Pili Navy!

Brother Mo hurried forward and grabbed the reins of the war horse under Brother Meng's crotch and said anxiously: "Sweat, it's dangerous here, so move to the top of the mountain!"

Meng Ge suddenly whipped Brother Mo's back with the horse whip in his hand and shouted: "What nonsense? I am a big khan. As long as my Sulu remains unmoved, the morale of the Warriors of Qie Xue will not fall. Even if they exchange their lives with the Southern Barbarians, they can block them. Brother Mo, go and dispatch troops quickly!"

Brother Mo sighed, let go of the reins of the sweaty horse, and saluted immediately: "Shan, be careful, I'll come when I go!"

As he said that, he rode his horse and ran away.

Just as the two were talking in a hurry, Chen Dexing had already stood on a three-stone generator. He was already tall and stepped on a stone generator more than one meter high. He immediately stood tall, holding a simple anemometer in his hand.

"The wind is fast, the breeze!"

Chen Dexing shouted loudly: "Distance, 580; direction, 55 degrees northwest..."

Beside him, Kong Yukong Xiucai was checking the neatly arranged twenty three-bow bed crossbows! The bed crossbows had been stringed, and the huge sky thunder arrows were also installed. The "war headquarters" made of the cooked iron sheet of each sky thunder arrow is filled with three kilograms of the best quality particle gunpowder, and there are a total of sixty kilograms of black gunpowder in the twenty sky thunder arrows. The power of the explosion is at least equivalent to three kilograms of explosives!

"Master, all the crossbows are ready!" Kong Yu roared loudly. On the edge of each crossbow, the cannon (the crossbows in the Pili Navy are organized by the soldiers) have already prepared the fire break, and the lead can be ignited with just one order.
Chapter completed!