"Cabinet, impact!" With these shocking shouts, the Ming soldiers in front of them were surprised to see their cavalry going upstream and rushing towards the rear of the Jurchen army.

The cavalry with Ye Qiu as the arrow was inserted into the abdomen of the Jurchen army like a sharp blade.

From the beginning to the point of slowness, the speed gradually accelerated. After a while, the three thousand cavalrymen began to sprint, and the Jurchens could not stop their impact at all.

The cavalry faces the rushing head-on, and warriors must be used at the front. Are there any warriors in this world that are stronger than Ye Qiu?

No.

In addition, there is also Feng Hu who has practiced "Konghai Viewing the Heart" for four years.

Therefore, the Ming army's cavalry actually rushed into a tide-like formation of Jurchen soldiers as if they were entering a nobody's land. Their speed was getting faster and faster, they split a road and soon arrived at the open area.

Unag also saw that the other party was coming for him, "Send the order to let the Mongols and our cavalry attack from both sides, and our infantry lined up in front of the Ming army to block the retreat of this cavalry."

"Master, what should I do if the central army of the Ming army?" asked a general under Unag.

"Let the Han army block them for me." Unag shook the whip in his hand fiercely, making a crisp sound, showing his determination.

"Mad, I want to kill me. I would rather let all the Ming army go, than kill you!"

Unag was willing to go out this time, and all the cavalry were transferred over. Even if the Ming army was defeated, it would be difficult for the Han infantry to wipe them out.

But he doesn't care. As long as he can kill this Ye Qiu, he doesn't want to have nightmares at night anymore.

Ye Qiu no longer remembers the spiritual trauma he had caused to this Jurchen general.

"The Jurchens seem to be dealing with us." Feng Hu rode on the horse and stabbed a Jurchen infantry to death with one shot, looking to both sides.

The smoke and dust raised showed that a large number of cavalry were rushing towards them.

"No matter how many ways he comes, I will only go all the way, follow me and accelerate!"

Ye Qiu's body was completely lying on the horse. The horse under him was sweating profusely, but it was still accelerating under Ye Qiu's control, as if it was about to run until death.

Unag slapped the horse's neck uneasily, "The speed is not enough, let the cavalry on both wings accelerate and continue to accelerate."

"Master, this hurts the horse too much. Our people are easy to say, but the Mongolians are afraid they won't agree."

"Damn it, what are you going to care about at this time? Tell them, I will make up for all the losses. As long as we can kill the boy in front of us, we will definitely be able to easily penetrate into the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, and we will have whatever we want at that time!"

"twitter!"

"They have accelerated too, and we may not have time." Feng Hu became a little anxious.

At this time, a black cloud had already emerged on the right, and the Mongols were riding and shooting.

"Rise the shield!" Ye Qiu shouted loudly without having time to say anything.

"Where is your shield?" Feng Hu couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that Ye Qiu had neither armor nor shield except for a hundred battle sword.

“I don’t need it.”

"What nonsense!" Feng Hu put the shield in his hand towards Ye Qiu, but Ye Qiu pushed it back.

"Protect yourself." Ye Qiu shouted.

The sounds of "swoosh", "dongdong" and "crackling" came. The three thousand elite cavalry had armor and thin iron shields to protect themselves. Even so, nearly a hundred people were shot down. Even if they were not shot to death, they would be dead after being caught.

Many cavalrymen have arrows nailed to their armor.

Fortunately, the Mongolians used light arrows, which were not very lethal.

"Accelerate, don't stop, continue to accelerate!" Ye Qiu, who was taken care of, was hit by dozens of arrows. He only used the Hundred Battle Knife to protect his head. All the arrows falling on him bounced down and shouted loudly with his sword.

Feng Hu was stunned, then reacted and shouted: "Accelerate, rush over!"

At this time, the Jurchen cavalry on the left also shot out the arrows in their hands. Their kung archery skills were not as good as those of the Mongols. While shooting arrows, the horse speed also slowed down.

However, the Jurchens used heavy arrows, which were even more powerful. This round of shooting caused more than 300 elite cavalry under Feng Hu to lose.

"Accelerate, accelerate, continue to rush!"

With Ye Qiu's roar, the remaining cavalry took advantage of the opportunity of the Jurchen cavalry slowing down and rushed forward for a hundred meters.

The Mongolian cavalry bit them up.

More than 200 cavalrymen in the rear were entangled by the Mongols, and a war of weapons was attacked, and then submerged among the Mongols who were swarming in.

There were more than 2,000 left in the three thousand elite cavalry, and with an unyielding momentum, they collided at Unag’s army.

Unag looked ahead, and the sound of horse hooves like thunder were getting closer and louder, and finally turned into roars.

Unag tightly held the steel knife in his hand, "Come on, come on, I won't run away again this time."

Ye Qiu turned around and saw the cavalry army like a huge torrent, with a rainbow of morale sweeping towards the Jurchen army.

Suddenly, he felt his blood boiling all over his body, and a stream of passion spurted out from his heart, which made him so exciting that he wanted to leap away with the running war horse.

He held up the Hundred Battle Swords and shouted with all his strength: "Accelerate...accelerate..."

Deafening drums sounded in front of him, and the Jurchen warriors began to activate the uneasy war horses under their crotch. They also began to speed up slowly. Unag's face was cold and cold as the army moved forward, staring at Ye Qiu who was rushing in front.

The Mongolian cavalry on the flanks had already joined the Jurchen cavalry and chased after the two thousand Ming elite cavalry.

"kill!"

boom!

The Ming cavalry collided with the Jurchen cavalry in front of him, two thousand to three thousand, which were all the remaining soldiers and horses in Unag’s hands, all the cavalry.

Each man, one rider and one sword advances forward like a bamboo shoot. The Virgo warriors passing by are all fallen one after another, without a single enemy.

A long and flowing hair dyed red by blood danced wildly in the wind. At this moment, Ye Qiu came to the world like an evil ghost in hell, constantly reaping his life.

He waved the sword of war and shouted in a loud voice: "For my parents, brothers and sisters, kill..."

A hoarse voice echoed on the battlefield.

Most of the Ming army in Liaodong were locals, and all of them had a deep feud with the Jurchens, and all of them had relatives and friends died under the Jurchens' sword.

In the past, Ye Qiu defeated the Jurchens with a few wins, and then led the cavalry to assault the Jurchens formation. This loud shout immediately aroused the hatred and bloodiness of the Ming soldiers.

They echoed in unison: "Kill..."

The sound of killing suddenly sounded, shocking the entire battlefield.

More Ming soldiers heard the shouts, and they followed with all their strength and shouted: "Kill..."

The shouts of killing spread like a tide.
Chapter completed!