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Chapter 42: One Enemy Hundred (2)

The big bearded and the big man with a sniffed nose could not help but take a few steps back when he saw He Xuan's roaring voice in a strange tone. At that moment, he was actually shocked a little.

But later, Gongka, who recovered from his senses, immediately felt that the general flag of the Ming Dynasty was really crazy. He actually wanted to challenge 300 people by himself, which was simply life and death. From ancient times to the present, no one could win by one. Most of the things in history books are false propaganda.

After all, humans have their limits.

No matter how strong a person is, no matter how good a horse or how sharp a weapon is, it should have its limits.

And one hundred people are far beyond the limit that a human can fight.

"Go up, come on, kill him, kill him." Gongka waved his hand.

Among the three hundred Qing soldiers, dozens of cavalry were directly holding tiger spears or long swords in their hands, and rushed towards He Xuan in one go.

These Qing soldiers had grim smiles on their faces.

For them, it is easier to fight less than the more.

It was not so easy to rush over dozens of riders in one go.

These Qing cavalry did not charge in groups.

But there are five and six cavalry charging forward in the front.

The other cavalry were a little further apart, giving some positions to these five and six cavalry.

The arrangement of these cavalrymen is very interesting, just like the wings of the goose of these five and six cavalrymen.

This is called the Yanyi Formation in the art of war.

It seems mysterious, but to put it bluntly, once the five or six cavalry on the front fail, they can immediately make up for it. Moreover, they can attack the enemy with their flanks at any time.

This is a regular army that has been through many battles, which is completely different from the usual gangster fights.

The lethality they cause is also completely different from the usual gangster fights.

Five and six tiger spears stabbed He Xuan in one stroke.

There are dozens of riders behind, waiting by the side, and they can rush out to attack at any time.

At this time, these dozens of cavalry believe that even if their opponents are the number one military general in the world, they must die honestly at their hands.

To put it bluntly, manpower has its limits, and they don’t believe that someone can defeat them.

Facing the attack of dozens of cavalry wings, He Xuan couldn't help but smile crazy.

Are you going to start a trip on the 300?

Now my strength, defense, physique, speed, and spirit are almost four times that of normal people.

If you use your strength and defense to eat the enemy, you can do it. However, if you keep eating with your strength, you have a huge problem, that is, the energy consumed will be too high, and even if your physical strength is four times that of a normal person, you cannot support it. Therefore, the most suitable way to play is to use speed to avoid the enemy's attacks, and you will not fight against the enemy at all. You can directly seal the throat with one sword against your opponent. This is the most labor-saving approach.

When the current five and six-handled tiger spears were attacked, he had decided to use the speed flow to attack. He Xuan suddenly went to an angle and avoided the attack of these five and six-handled tiger spears.

At the same time, he pulled out the long sword with a clang, and a white light flashed by with a blink of an eye. A Qing soldier riding on a horse suddenly covered his neck, and blood spilled out from his neck.

With a bang! The Qing soldier fell to the ground with a bang.

The first Qing army died!

He Xuan easily moved and avoided the joint attacks of several other people.

The sword in his right hand thrust out like a poisonous snake with a sound.

Another Qing soldier who was on the horse couldn't help but cover his neck and fell to the ground involuntarily.

The second Qing army died!

The sword in the left hand was unsheathed with a sound of brushing, bringing out a white light.

Immediately, another Qing soldier's sword fell down in his throat, and fell to the ground involuntarily.

He Xuan's left and right hands kept drawing his sword.

Brush! Bang!

Brush! Bang!

Brush! Bang!

Brush! Bang!

Brush! Bang! Two sounds seem to have become a fixed rhythm.

Every time the sword came out, the Qing soldiers fell to the ground in their throats.

The remaining Qing soldiers felt their scalp numb. However, when these Qing soldiers fought against the Ming army, they won one after another, and accumulated their confidence. Even if they encountered He Xuan, who had a record of not being as good as humans, they continued to rush forward. They tried hard to use all their weapons to attack He Xuan, hoping to influence He Xuan's attack.

However, their attack was easily avoided by He Xuan.

And brush! Bang! Two bangs, and still walk at a fixed rhythm. Every time the sword comes out, a Qing soldier will die.

He Xuan's left and right hands seemed to have become the sword of the Death Demon, constantly reaping his lives.

He Xuan's people are like the incarnation of the God of Death, walking on the earth.

On both sides, people fell to the ground from time to time and people bleed from time to time.

However, He Xuan, who was walking in the middle of the blue clothes, was not stained with blood.

In a moment, dozens of cavalry who besieged He Xuan and almost died.

...

At this time, Zhang Heizi and others on the top of the city were also stunned.

When they first saw He Xuan capture the enemy's leader, Niu Lu named Suotu was overjoyed. Even if they didn't dare to kill the opponent, they could at least negotiate terms with the opponent's leader and force the enemy to retreat. As a result, before they could react, He Xuan had already stretched out his hand and twisted the opponent's leader's neck.

this……

He is so angry!

Before Zhang Heizi and others could react, they saw the remaining Qing soldiers rushing towards where.

It's over!

If you rush over with dozens of riders, no one will die!

As a result, in a blink of an eye, He Touer was like a god of death, with two swords coming out at the same time, and most of the dozens of cavalry died at He Touer's hands.

Is this? Still human?

Is He Tou'er's martial power value simply higher than the sky and beyond the limit of human beings?

How many wins by one person?

This is a bit too outrageous.

But seeing dozens of cavalry killed in the Qing Manchu army, they were not planning to retreat and still wanted to attack. Zhang Heizi's face changed: "Open the city gate immediately, all of us, the head of the army, are we fighting against the Qing soldiers outside, are we still embarrassed to stand on the city wall to watch the show?"

"Come on!" Shi Wei was not passionate. He had a family, a wife, a son and a daughter. Of course he wanted to survive. However, the family was too fond of He Boer, who helped him resist the locust plague, and how could he help him increase his mad food production. If it weren't for He Boer, his family would most likely starve to death this year.

He Touer has the grace of survival for their family, so they have to fight to the death.

Zuo Ming and Zuo Jian also rushed out with their swords and weapons. Their relationship was similar to Shi Wei. He Touer was merciless to others, and he would not be able to survive without rushing!

The new recruits from Qingshandun were all even more excited.

They are young, they are passionate, and they are more likely to be incited.

And at that time, the conversation between He Touer.

"Because you are resistant to the Qing soldiers and the invaders, and you die."

"The Qing soldiers, they are barbarians themselves, and they are barbarians."

"If they pass through our level and break into the huge Ming Empire behind us, we can imagine what will happen."

"The Qing soldiers will massacre our Ming people."

"The Qing soldiers will force us to rape our Ming women."

"The Qing soldiers will kill half of our Ming Dynasty population because they will shock others."

"The Qing soldiers will occupy our fields."

"The Qing soldiers, he would force us to wear their clothes, and force us to shave their ugly tails of money. What they want to do is to destroy our Chinese clothes."

"The Qing soldiers will burn our books and want to destroy our China for thousands of years of inheritance."
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