Li Yongfang also felt that he had been greatly embarrassed this time. The Han army, which usually looked like a scumbag and looked extremely ferocious and extremely capable of fighting, this time actually made people scream, and it scared the shit out of them even before they saw anyone.

He ran away, which was really embarrassing. It would become the laughing stock of the Jin people in the future, and it would have a huge blow to his reputation and prestige.

Of course, he also knew why his Han army was like this. It wasn't because the men were gone and the dogs were gone.

So, Li Yongfang bowed and asked Amin: "We slaves have embarrassed our master. In order to avoid being embarrassed again next time, we kindly ask our master to send some warriors to supervise and support us slaves."

Amin laughed out loud. People can be mean, but I have never seen such a mean person. When he went into battle to kill the enemy, he took the initiative to ask for the supervising team behind him.

What is the Supervisory Team? They are executioners who look after those who are cowardly and want to kill people.

But since people have such demands, of course they must meet their demands. This is not a favor. So Amin loudly called a squad of fifty soldiers and ordered them: "You follow the Han dogs to attack. If there are any retreats,

, If you don’t shrink from the former, you will be killed without mercy.”

The fifty soldiers agreed with a loud voice, and immediately strode forward, stood behind the Han soldiers, drew out their waist knives, and stared at the necks of the Han dog slaves. If they found that they could not cower, they would immediately chop them with their swords.

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After being supervised by Jiannu, Li Yongfang ran to his team, pulled out his sword, and shouted at the top of his lungs at his subordinates: "Brothers, the master has reinforced us, now, charge me -"

Maybe they really thought that their master had reinforced them and gave them the courage to fight against human power. Maybe they were afraid of Jiannu's war supervising steel sword, which made them feel the breath of death. The Han soldiers no longer or did not dare to hesitate this time and launched their attack.

With a shout, he drew his sword and gun and began to charge into the gloomy forest. For a moment, he seemed to be very powerful.

Mao Wenlong, who was in the forest, once again received a report from the sentinel climbing on the tree, and the Han army launched another attack. So Mao Wenlong immediately stopped the soldiers from shouting and cheering excitedly to scare away the enemy: "Everyone, please be quiet.

, Now, the enemy has launched another attack, and it is still the Han army. We can no longer shout and scare the Han army away, then we will suffer a big loss." Such a military order immediately made all the soldiers laugh together.

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General Wang Hao spit on the ground fiercely: "So what if I'm here? They're not just a bunch of weaklings. They're here just in time. I can let their necks test the sharpness of the sword I just captured."

"When he said this, he waved his sword that he had just captured in the air a few times. For a moment, he was very powerful and majestic.

The other soldiers also laughed and echoed, and this one said: "Yes, yes, yes, let these weaklings come, just in time to make a profit for the swords and guns we just captured."

The other said: "It's just a pity that they are a group of traitors, but their heads are worthless. If the slave slaves come again, they will kill them one by one, and they won't be able to exchange them for a cow in the spring."

The person who answered laughed at him: "Don't count on cows. You'd better marry a wife and leave a legacy to your family for future generations."

The man tilted his head and said his logic magnanimously: "If you have cattle, you can cultivate the land. If you have the land, you can have food. If you have food, won't the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law be able to crawl on the bed? Then I will marry

I will marry ten or eight of them and give birth to thirty-five-year-old children. When I grow up, I will follow Mao Shuai and build slaves. Each one of them will be granted the title of marquis or king. When I die, I will go down to see my ancestors and say, "How about that?"

The ancestors are happy."

Mao Wenlong was very pleased that his men could tease him so easily at this critical moment of the war. This was all due to the annihilation of 300 Jiannu in the battle just now. This was all due to a loud roar that scared off the Han army.

As a result, the morale of the army has changed, morale has improved, and the prototype of a strong army has been formed. It seems that his life in the historically uncertain Linpan Seven Battles is guaranteed.

"Father, what should we do next?" Mao Zhongming asked angrily, waving the iron-bone flower of a Jurchen he had captured.

Now Mao Wenlong has truly become the soul of this team. In fact, facing such an enemy, all we have to do is fight, but everyone still wants to seek the coach's opinion from the bottom of their hearts and obey the coach's military orders.

Now we must continue to fight. No matter where the Han army, who was frightened by a loud roar, got the courage to attack themselves again, no matter where they got the courage and courage, they must fight, because this battle will...

Keep the courage to despise your enemies.

"Let me slowly -" Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Mao Wenlong immediately stopped talking. The enemy had attacked the tip of his nose. He also thought about it slowly, either he was calm or he was seeking death.

"The whole army formed a formation. My adopted son's soldiers followed my commander to the first line, and they lifted up the corpses of three hundred slaves one by one and prepared them."

The commander-in-chief takes the lead and ranks in the first line. This is a magic weapon to boost morale. But it is absolutely incredible to carry up the corpses of the slaves who are like white-striped chickens, especially those whose heads have been chopped off. Although everyone has been waiting for a long time

After experiencing life and death, the situation still makes people feel extremely terrifying.

"This is an order, execute it immediately." Mao Wenlong ordered loudly, with a look that left no room for negotiation.

So the adopted son's soldiers, two at a time, lifted the frozen corpse of the slaves and stood in front of the formation.

Mao Wenlong held the sword he had just captured tightly, hoping to gain the courage to kill the enemy from the thickness of the sword. Now, the memory and bravery of Mao Wenlong in his mind have been entangled with the current Mao Wenlong, and he felt a fierce killing intent.

Intent burns brightly in the chest.

Killing slaves was an oath engraved deep into Mao Wenlong's bones, and now it has become an instinct.

The footsteps and shouts at the foot of the mountain are getting closer and closer. The soldiers on the mountain, Mao Wenlong, are holding their weapons tighter and tighter. A majestic battle that they have never experienced is about to start fiercely in this mountain forest. In the near future, the downfall will happen.

There are enemies, and of course oneself. The blood sprayed in the body also has enemies, but even more of oneself. Then let this great life, this passion, bloom the most dazzling in the justice of killing slaves.

Let's shine.

The air seemed to have condensed, and the whole world became deathly silent. The silence was frightening. Thousands of beating hearts merged into a loud sound, filling everyone's eardrums. The enemy could not be heard.

That crazy shouting, only the sound of his own vigorous beating heart filled the world.

Mao Wenlong suddenly wanted to sing, so he opened his mouth and sang a war song once sung by Emperor Hongwu: "The wind follows the dragon, the clouds follow the tiger, fame and wealth follow the dust and the earth."

Looking at China, the people are suffering and the fertile land for thousands of miles is barren.

Look at the world, there are only barbarians, and what is missing in the way of heaven can only be repaired by a single man.

A good man, regardless of his parents, only cares for the common people and not for the Lord.

Holding a steel knife of ninety-nine, he did not stop until he killed all Hu'er.

Why am I, a man of honor, acting like a horse or an ox to the Tartars?

A strong man drinks all the wine in his bowl and never looks back on a journey of thousands of miles.

The golden drums are beating together and the crowd is roaring, and the yellow dragon will not stop until it is broken.

He didn't know why he sang this song, and he didn't know why when he sang this song, his voice got choked up and tears flowed down his face. He didn't know why, but when he sang this song, he felt all over his body.

While burning, he just sang like that, from humming in a low voice, to singing loudly, and finally to a roar without a tune. Maybe it's because this noble Han head is unwilling to lower his head, maybe it's because of this land, let

My deep love may also be a responsibility, so that I am willing to shed this passion on this land of my motherland, which is full of suffering.

There were thousands of soldiers behind him, and even the two assistants sent by Wang Huazhen, who were actually the two old guards Su Qimin and Ding Wenli who were supervising the army, couldn't help but follow Mao Wenlong and started singing, then singing, and finally they roared together and shed tears together.
Chapter completed!