Chapter 565 The proud soldier is not necessarily a good soldier(2/2)
At the same time, most of the cavalry galloping in the open space between the hillside and the military camp also entered the Ming army's military camp.
As soon as Azig opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly felt the ground shaking. Then, a loud noise that almost enveloped the world came from a distance. The cavalry around him, the cavalry's hips
The dismounted war horses suddenly lost their balance and fell off their horses one by one, or were frightened and began to run around like crazy, as if these war horses had simply forgotten that they had a human master.
Azig's horse was also shocked, but he skillfully controlled the horse and prevented himself from falling off.
But after he sat firmly, he looked up and saw a huge fireball rising slowly from the Ming army's camp. The fireball burned a huge hole in the snowy sky.
And around this hollow, you can vaguely see broken clothes, weapons flying everywhere, and broken limbs all over the sky.
His eyes suddenly turned red.
But at this time, the impact of the huge roar seemed to have just passed. The screams of the people in front of him, the screams around him, and all kinds of mixed sounds were entangled together, and they all rushed towards his ears.
Pour it in.
The cavalrymen who were lucky enough to survive in the distance fled frantically from the Ming army's camp, making hoarse sounds while heading towards the hillside. At this moment, the Ming army camp seemed to be lit by fire.
A hornet's nest, these people are like wasps escaping from this hornet's nest.
Hasty, anxious, and clueless.
Azig held his waist knife tightly, until the knuckles of his fingers were as white as the snow on the back of his hand. He tried hard to control his eyes and moved away from the cavalry who had escaped from the front, and began to attack the Ming army.
Search for traces of the enemy around the camp.
Chapter completed!