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Chapter 128 Kill Fan Wencheng (3)

After defeating the Qing army in the west, He Xuan walked towards the center of Tangquan with his bow and sword on his back.

Here, there are already some branches of hot springs.

The heat rises.

Not far away, one thousand two hundred Qing troops had formed a formation.

However, He Xuan discovered that these Qing troops seemed to be quite... scared!

Hahahaha, after several of my achievements, are these people already starting to be afraid of themselves?

This is better.

If the opponent is a man who is fearless and fearless, it is really difficult to fight with his own physical weakness.

If the other party is scared, it will be much easier for him to fight.

My current attributes are slightly higher than before I fell off the cliff three years ago. The limit I can really fight alone is probably close to one thousand people, but less than one thousand people.

I have already seen the formation of the Qing army's three-layer formation.

The most considerable thing is the enemy's musketeers behind the plate armor.

The muskets fired by musketeers are much more difficult to deal with than the arrows of archers.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The muskets on the opposite side were smoking.

He Xuan's body flashed continuously, dodging at the fastest speed.

But the firearms on the opposite side were constantly discharged. After the first discharge, the second row immediately followed up.

Bang!

He Xuan was shot, but fortunately his defense reached 5.3, and the power of the firearms in this era was far less than that of later generations, so that was the case. The injury was not severe when he was shot. He retreated very quickly and disappeared quickly.

When the Qing army saw that He Xuan was defeated, he couldn't help but be excited: "Hahaha, isn't there anything great about this great devil He Xuan?"

"Yes, there is no such horror as the legendary ones."

"Fire weapons are the magical artifacts that restrain He Xuan's Great Demon King."

At this moment, He Xuan directly held two iron shields with his hands and rushed towards the Qing army's army. Both of these iron shields came from the remains of the Qing army that died in the west.

"Free the gun."

"Bang, bang bang bang bang bang."

A series of firearm sounds hit the iron shield. But the iron shield is the iron shield.

He Xuan's attack was very fast, and he rushed into the Qing army's army formation at once. By the way, he told these Qing army that you, He Xuan, or you, He Xuan, are you, He Xuan, and you, want to defeat He Xuan, with the backward firearm of this era, you really think too much.

After rushing into the Qing army's army formation, He Xuan directly used brute force to break the plate armored chariot and cut into the crowd of musketeers behind the plate armored chariot. Once such long-range troops fought in close combat, they would be quite powerless.

He Xuan raised his sword and fell with his hands, and his sword fell with his hands. The two swords came out together, constantly reaping the lives of these long-range soldiers.

Of course, the musketeers were unable to resist He Xuan.

Archers are also cold.

The cavalry in the distance saw that it was in a mess here and wanted to come in to help the musketeers, but they just made trouble.

If at this time, all these thousand and two hundred Qing troops were determined to fight to the death, and were willing to fight to the death in He Xuan's hands, and all fought against He Xuan. Then even with He Xuan's ability, he could only kill seven or eight hundred Qing troops, and finally exhausted his energy and fled in panic.

However, human heart is a terrible thing.

They were afraid of He Xuan in their hearts.

They regard He Xuan as the most terrifying demon king.

Even their emperor Huang Taiji died at the hands of He Xuan.

Under normal circumstances, the Qing army collapsed when 50% of the war was damaged.

But when facing He Xuan, he only reached 33%, or 1,200 people, and about 400 people died, and then he collapsed directly.

"How to fight this."

"This He Xuan is a monster!"

"We are just ordinary people, and we can't beat him no matter how hard we fight."

"Even our Qing emperor died among the troops. We ordinary people can't fight."

These Qing troops soon collapsed.

One by one, they fled away.

The cavalry has horses and escapes the fastest.

Although musketeers and archers also have horses, they all dismounted and fired muskets and bows, and now they only regretted themselves from their horses. They fled out one by one, and they were now comparing who could escape faster.

The person who escaped slowly died under He Xuan's sword.

They really don't dare to face the Great Demon King He Xuan.

Their hearts and their fighting spirit were completely defeated.

He Xuan rushed in from the west. When he arrived here, there were only more than 500 people missing, seven or eight hundred people away from his limit. So before he could exhaust his physical strength, he could not help but laugh.

The Qing army collapsed earlier than they thought.

He Xuan shook the blood on the sword, all of which was blood.

A lot of blood was sprinkled on the green monk's robe.

It seems that I will go to the temple to borrow clothes next time.

Then, holding on to the sword, He Xuan walked towards a tree step by step and gently shook the lever. Only then did he show that there was a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing Cos Zhuge Kongming's uniform on the lever. Who could it be if Fan Wencheng was not?

"Brother Fan, we meet again." He Xuan said hello: "In the Battle of Songshan three years ago, I was in a hurry to kill Huang Taiji and Dorgon. After killing people, I wanted to leave. So I didn't have time to kill you. But I didn't expect that in the three years when I was not here, I was so idle."

"Not only did I propose to keep my hair without leaving my hair, but I also took charge of this item."

"As a Han man, he surrendered to the Qing army and constantly came up with strategies to deal with the Ming Dynasty. You traitor, you really need to be down-to-earth." He Xuan said sarcastically.

When He Xuan defeated the Qing army, he was already pale. It was over, it was over. With a lucky mentality, he escaped to the tree. He wanted He Xuan to have poor eyesight and didn't notice him. As a result, he was noticed.

God destroys me!

He also knew that Yu He's usual habits would fall into He Xuan's hands and he would have to die. So he said in a very bachelor's opinion: "When I was in the Ming Dynasty, I was just an ordinary scholar. I had amazing talents and was not important. When I arrived in the Qing Dynasty, I became the first civil servant. The Emperor of the Qing Dynasty treated me with a national scholar. I should repay him with a national scholar."

"Haha, it turns out that for your personal fame, countless people will die." He Xuan sneered: "Did these people offend you? If you want personal fame, you can go to countries farther away to seek, such as the West. These countries do not have a stake in us. You can kill you if you defect to the enemy country."

"Since I'm in your hands, I'll kill you." Fan Wencheng is worthy of being the first military advisor of the Qing Dynasty. Now he is a bachelor: "This world is unfair, why do monsters like you appear? A genius military advisor like me and a genius strategy will actually lose to a barbarian who only relies on his own strength."

Fan Wencheng is unfair!

"I want to die easily? How could it be possible?" He Xuan couldn't help but listen: "I will use all kinds of torture to deal with you."

When Fan Wencheng heard that He Xuan wanted to use torture to deal with him, he couldn't help but look pale: "You, you are the world's most famous general. You have torture to a weak scholar like me, so you are too frustrated. Give me a death."

"Haha, traitors have no human rights. In my heart, traitors are not as good as dogs."
Chapter completed!
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