The moonlight is like water, and there is a white moonlight above the grassland.
People who have never been here may think that the darkness here is so dark that you cannot see your fingers. However, only after you come here in person will you find that the night in the grassland is far brighter than before.
There is wind at night, blowing the wild grass that is half a man tall. The rustling sound of the wild grass is somewhat similar to the original rice fields. Whether it is grass or rice and wheat, they are actually the same. In essence, they are given to the world and nurtured by God.
One of the sources of all life.
The grassland people need grass to feed their cattle and sheep, and the primitive people need rice and wheat for food. They are like a pair of brothers, they look slightly different, but they actually have the same roots.
Woo!
In the distance, under the half-curved crescent moon hanging on the high hill, the howl of the mosaic wolf could be heard.
rustle!
Among the swaying weeds, a soldier with a face as deep as water showed a resolute face.
Thousands of people were leading their horses forward slowly. The wild grass half a man tall on the grassland became their natural cover. Under the bright moonlight, neither the people nor the horses made the slightest noise. If it hadn't been for them
It's moving and looks like a group of statues.
Fireflies were dancing in the grass. A young warrior gently stretched out his hand and grabbed a few fireflies into his palm. Then he looked at the gaps between his fingers and saw the beating light, showing a child-like smile.
There are also fireflies in his hometown. He has not been back home for a long time.
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Suddenly, the advancing soldiers stopped. The young soldier released his palms, watched a few fireflies fly away, and said softly in his heart, "Fly!"
Then, like everyone else, they looked firmly at the front of their team.
In the dark night, suddenly there seemed to be a brilliance blooming, and a large flag stood suddenly in front. Although the color could be distinguished by the blow, everyone knew that it was the battle flag of their Ming Dynasty, which they had always been proud of, and even used
Rendered with blood, bright red.
Li Jinglong looked up at the moon in the sky, spit out the straw stick in his mouth, looked back carefully and slowly at the figure following him, and grinned silently.
"Dad! Lord! Bless me! I'm ready to win and I'll succeed!"
After reciting something silently in his mind, Li Jinglong jumped onto his horse. Suddenly, on the grass behind him, there was a silent sound of padded armor rubbing against each other.
Well, Li Jinglong slowly pulled out the saber from his waist. He held the reins with his left hand and put the saber on his shoulder with his right hand. With a slight exertion on his legs, the horse under his crotch made a slight whistle from its nose and slowly moved forward.
Thousands of elite cavalrymen of the Ming Army rode forward slowly on their horses.
The fighting under the moon is like running water, waiting for the blood to stain the shirt!
Boom, boom, the grassland began to shake. The horseshoes were like drums, and the grassland, the moonlight, and the high hills in the distance seemed to start to sway.
Gradually, the swaying turned from slight to violent, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling, and everything was turning upside down. All the scenes in the sight, including the enemy's camp just a few miles away, began to tremble with the rhythm of the horse's hooves.
The horses galloping on the grassland turned into afterimages. The knight on the horse raised the sharp saber in his hand.
Boom, boom.
Trembling like thunder, Li Jinglong desperately hit the horse's belly with the spur of his combat boots. The saber in his right hand pointed at the camp ahead.
The muscles on his face bulged ferociously, and he shouted like a beast, "God bless the Ming Dynasty!"
What responded to him was the cry from the chests of three thousand men that almost shattered the waning moon in the sky, "Wonderful victory!"
"kill!"
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The trembling sound of horses' hoofs trampling on the earth suddenly woke up a strong warrior from his sleep.
He tremblingly opened the curtain of the yurt, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief. His strong body began to tremble uncontrollably.
At the same time, naked men who were also awakened from their dreams rushed out of the felt bags with weapons in their hands, shouting.
"Enemy attack!"
An old man yelled hysterically and raised his horn.
However, before the horn sounded, a cold sword light passed by, and blood began to bloom violently like a fountain under the bright moonlight.
"Ming dynasty!"
With the sound of howling, Li Jinglong's war horse jumped high and crossed the simple barrier of the enemy's camp. The saber in his hand smoothly cut open an enemy's body. Then he continued to shout and led people into the depths of the camp. The enemy
Where the flag is.
Lieutenant General Qu Neng followed closely behind, taking the torches that the athletes couldn't help but throw on top of the yurt, which was easy to burn.
On the other side, the lancers headed by the Liao brothers ran into the enemy's camp from the side with long spears. The spears drove away the enemies in front of them and overturned the enemy's tents. This was the case with the Ma Tada company.
They are also the generals of the Ming Dynasty, and their blood is born with the enthusiasm for making achievements.
"kill!"
The camp was filled with the killing sounds of the Ming cavalry. Almost in the blink of an eye, the silent Yuan army camp collapsed. In this era, almost no one fought at night, and these enemies never imagined that magic soldiers would descend from the sky in their homeland.
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The cavalry of the Ming Army were in the enemy's camp, as if they were in an uninhabited land. They stabbed with spears, chopped with sabers, and trampled with horse hooves, harvesting the lives of the enemies to their heart's content.
"Protect the military tent! Mount your horse!"
In the burning camp, the enemy shouted in panic. At the call of the leader, the elite warriors used their chests to resist the collision of the Ming army, buying time for other partners.
"Rush over, don't stop!"
The enemy's military tent was right in front of him, and Li Jinglong was already red-eyed. He cut open countless bodies with his saber and bravely led his troops to charge forward.
Suddenly, Li Jinglong felt a strong palpitation in his heart as the charging horse mounted. Without any time to think about it, he fiercely pulled up the reins before the horse charged.
lululu~~~
The war horse let out a roar, knocked an enemy away, and flew into the air with its front hooves.
With a whoosh, an arrow suddenly shot out of sight. It shot directly into the neck of the war horse, and the war horse whined. Then several spears stabbed out diagonally, and with a few pops, they all penetrated into the sweating body of the war horse.
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"Master!"
"General!"
The servants and soldiers screamed, the war horse stumbled, and Li Jinglong on the horse was thrown off the horse. At the same time, several howling enemies had already rushed over with their swords.
There was a roar of a dragon, and after being thrown off, Li Jinglong rolled several times on the ground. He directly pulled out another sword from his waist, clenched it with both hands, and slashed Huashan with all his strength towards the first enemy.
Then the blade turned sideways and pierced directly into the heart of the second enemy.
Accompanied by the sound of fire and a crisp sound, it was another enemy's scimitar that struck the tiger head shoulder guard on his left side.
His shoulders felt sore and numb, and one arm suddenly lost all strength. But at this moment, Li Jinglong made a fist with his right hand. The glove wrapped in chain mail hit the enemy's face hard.
Then he drew out the sword that was stuck on the enemy's body, turned the blade upside down and pierced the opponent's neck directly.
Poof, hot blood spurted all over Li Jinglong's body. At this moment, in the firelight, he looked like a murderer who had walked out of hell.
"The master of the house is mighty!"
The veterans of the Li family sighed in admiration and rushed to Li Jinglong's side, "Master, get on the horse!"
"Ignore me, rush over and capture their military nobleman alive!" Li Jinglong held a knife, mounted his horse, and continued to give orders loudly.
"Kill!"
Under his leadership, the Ming cavalry along this route was like a hot knife thrust into frozen meat oil. It directly turned the enemy's camp upside down.
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This chapter has been completed!