Chapter 856: Decisive Kingdom

"See Li Shuai!"

Soon, several veteran battalion officials came to the central army's tent and met Li Dingguo for military orders.

At this time, the three thousand soldiers of the front camp stationed by the river had already exploded the camp and dispersed. They abandoned the camp to avoid the fire and fled. The speed of the collapse made several camp officials from the Liao army stunned.

Li Dingguo didn't care and shouted in a low voice: "Tuobajun!"

A tall and thin camp official said respectfully: "There is the mark!"

Seeing that the generals from the Liao army were so respectful, Li Dingguo was satisfied and said: "Tuobajun, Gao Xia, you can defend the stable camp, and I will kill the enemy by yourself!"

Several camp officials from Liaodong were speechless for a moment. Seeing the commander of the Zhongzhen Camp, the leader of the three armies shook his armor, carried a big sword, led hundreds of personal soldiers to turn over their horses, and rushed to the river with murderous intent.

He had no time to stop him for a moment, and then he watched Li Dingguo lead hundreds of cavalry to the collapsed camp three miles away.

The tall and thin Tuobajun looked at the open camp gate and the head coach swept away, speechless for a moment.

Under his command, a whistleman couldn't help but murmur: "This bandit has a bad habit that cannot be changed!"

This sentence expresses the thoughts of the Liao army generals. A new recruit was attacked at night and the camp was bombed. This is normal. How could a commander of the army lead hundreds of personal soldiers and kill him without saying a word?

, Isn’t this the habit of a bandit? Tuoba Jun turned around and looked at him coldly. The whistleman knew that he had made a mistake and bowed his head.

Tuobajun frowned and said unhappy: "If you show disrespect for Li Shuai again, you should ask for dismissal."

"I know under the mark."

The whistleman bowed his head and admitted his mistake. Tuoba Jun shouted in a low voice: "You guys, fight to the death, we should go out to the camp to respond."

The three battalions nearly nodded and returned to the camp to assemble soldiers. Soon after, the soldiers of the fourth battalion rushed out of the camp gate. Under the command of the non-commissioned officers, they lined up in a row, held a musket and slowly pressed up, cooperated with Li Dingguo's 500 light cavalry to fight, provide

Cover and gather the defeated soldiers who ran away along the way.

In front, by the river.

Li Dingguo relied on his armor and put on a chain mail on his back. There was also a big red cotton armor on the outside of the chain mail. He looked bulging. There was a red horse under his crotch. He held a big knife like a red cloud.

, controlled the horses to gallop slowly, and the horses to run fast at night, and the five hundred riders were extremely brave, relying on their martial arts skills. The good riding skills ran in front, and the poor riding skills ran in the back, and the long ones were pulled into

Column.

The bandits in this period had no rules for fighting, and even some rules were the same as those of the old Ming army.

However, among the bandits, there is still a set of methods to fight, that is, three walls, and the cavalry are arranged in three rows when charging. It is very similar to the European cavalry of the same era and the Liao cavalry. The three rows of iron cavalry are iron cavalry.

It can exert the impact of the cavalry to the extreme, and the front is not too weak.

Five hundred cavalry slowly crossed three miles away, and met with the defeated soldiers running around along the way.

The defeated soldiers couldn't help but feel dizzy and blocked the cavalry's way. The leading cavalry frequently yelled: "Changfeng!"

"expedition!"

In a panic, some defeated soldiers met the order and hurriedly avoided the sides. Those who failed to meet the order were then taken off by the fierce cavalry and became headless ghosts.

Li Dingguo held the big knife and ran slowly with the reins in one hand, and his passion gradually boiled.

Along the way, some of our own defeated soldiers were gathered and a few who could not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy were cut off. The resistance in front of Li Dingguo suddenly increased. Arrows flew out from time to time in front of him from time to time. Dozens of cavalry leading the way raised big swords to protect the sword.

From time to time, cold arrows shot on the knife, sparking sparks.

Hundreds of steps away, inside and outside the front army camp, where thick smoke was filled, there were corpses everywhere.

Li Dingguo blocked the face with his blade, and thought that he was a little clear about the group of local people who were stealing camp at night. The soft bow was weak, but the archery technique was very impressive. The arrow rushed towards the face, but he was unintentionally.

Li Bu Jingqi, who is good at using big swords, has this trick. This is all a skill to save his life on the battlefield. Move the big sword a little, and the vision is gradually clearer than the hundred steps ahead. There are actually some natives wearing leather robes and turbans.

It was gathering, and the view blocked the cavalry's attack.

Li Dingguo raised his eyelids and shouted loudly: "Kill!"

As soon as he pulled the reins, the war horse accelerated, and the sword swung left and right in front of the door a few times, and a stream of arrows was knocked away. Li Dingguo tried the weight of the native bow and arrow, and he smiled unrestrainedly.

"drink!"

With a low shout, the dozens of cavalry charging in front suddenly accelerated, and they crashed into the local people who were still shooting arrows like arrows.

On the battle formation, the brave and brave Li Dingguo finally showed his sharpness, and he pulled the reins with one hand and held the knife with one hand with brute force. The speed was not fast, but it was like a heavy tank, crushing into the local crowd. The red horse struggled to pull it.

After running wildly on the ground, two natives flew away one after another, the sword flashed. The 20-pound short-handled sword was not very large, and it was covered with brute force. An iron arm actually waved the knife with one hand, in the extremely narrow space on the side of the horse.

After a few breaths, the red war horses crashed into the front barracks, leaving behind broken limbs along the way.

The natives who were killing people and robbing things were suddenly hit by dozens of cavalry and were killed by those terrifying big swords. Li Dingguo was a well-behaved leader and trained hard since childhood.

A martial art was used, and the war horses were running faster and faster among the local people. A short-handled sword emitting cold light slashed left and right. A big red military uniform fluttered in the wind. A golden thread on the collar and a golden bean shone.

Bright.

Dozens of cavalry with big swords rage among the large groups of natives. Behind, cavalry in long columns arrived and penetrated into the camp with all kinds of weapons. The dozens of heavy cavalry with short-handled big swords were really unstoppable.

When you rush, you will die if you touch it. There is no complete corpse. The twenty-pound big knife flipped in the iron arms and wrists, and it seemed light and had no weight at all. If you were to talk about personal courage, Li Dingguo's courage would probably be

It is known together with Cao Wenzhao.

Such fierce people were not ordinary people among the billions of people in the Ming Dynasty, but their status was extremely low.

What can you do if you are brave enough to be the three armies? What can you do if you are extremely powerful and unparalleled in swordsmanship? The best place to go is to protect the house and perform escorts. One big-bellied man may not even be full of food.

Amid the howlings that were not understood, dozens of cavalrymen were holding a short-handled sword, and they actually killed a pair of pedestrians among the rioters. Five hundred cavalry destroyed the will of the natives to resist, and a large number of natives crossed the village wall.

He jumped into the river and hugged all kinds of simple paddling tools and ran to the other side, with no less than thousands of people.

Li Dingguo felt that the war horse was overwhelmed, and he turned over and dismounted. He gently flipped the big knife in his hand and killed an injured native. His military boots were heavily stomped on the native's arm. He bent down and picked up a strange hand of willow leaves.
Chapter completed!