The moonlight is like water, and there is a white moonlight on the grassland.

Those who have never been here may think that the darkness here is the darkness of the five fingers that cannot be seen. Only after I get here in person will you find that the night on the grassland is much brighter than the Central Plains.

There is wind in the night, blowing the half-human-high wild grass. The rustling sound of the wild grass swaying sounds a bit similar to the rice fields in the Central Plains. Whether it is grass or rice and wheat, it is actually the same. In essence, they are all given to the world by heaven.

One of the sources of raising all life.

The grassland people need grass to feed cattle and sheep, while the Central Plains people need rice and wheat food. They are like a pair of brothers, looking a little different, but actually have the same roots.

Wow!

In the distance, under the half-crescent moon hanging on Gaogang, the howl of the wolf came.

rustle!

Among the shaking weeds, a warrior with a deep face showed a firm face.

Thousands of people were leading the horses slowly moving forward. The weeds that were half tall on the grassland became their natural cover. Under the bright moonlight, neither the human nor the horse made any noise. If it weren't for them

Moving, it looked like a group of statues.

In the grass, fireflies were flying gracefully. A young soldier gently stretched out his hand, grabbed a few fireflies into his palm, and then looked at the beating light in the gaps in his fingers, showing a childlike smile.

There are also fireflies in his hometown. He has not been home for a long time.

Suddenly, the advancers stopped. The young warrior let go of his palms and watched a few fireflies fly away. He said softly in his heart, "Fly!"

Then, like everyone else, his eyes firmly looked at the front of their team.

In the dark night, a bright light suddenly seemed to bloom, and a big flag suddenly stood in front of him. Although everyone knew his color, everyone knew that it was their Ming Dynasty battle flag, which they had always been proud of, and even used

The red color of the Ming Dynasty is rendered in blood.

Li Jinglong looked up at the moon in the sky, spit out the grass stick in his mouth, turned around and looked carefully and slowly at the figure following him behind him, and grinned silently.

Dad! Master! Bless me! Win your luck and succeed!

After chanting silently in his heart, Li Jinglong turned over and the horse. In an instant, a silent sound of cotton armor rubbing sounded on the grass behind him.

Swish, Li Jinglong slowly pulled out the saber from his waist. He pulled the reins with his left hand and carried the saber on his shoulders with his right hand. He exerted a little force on his legs. After a slight sound came from the nasal cavity of the war horse under his crotch, he slowly moved forward.

Thousands of elite cavalry of the Ming army rode slowly on horseback.

The soldiers and swords under the moon are like flowing water, waiting for blood to stain the battle robe!

Boom, boom, the grassland began to shake. Horse hooves were like drums, shaking the grassland, the moonlight, and the Gaogang in the distance seemed to begin to sway.

Gradually, this swaying changed from slightly to violent, as if the sky and the earth were sinking, and the universe was reversed. All the pictures in their sight, including the enemy's camps only a few miles away, trembled with the rhythm of the horse's hooves.

The horse galloping on the grassland turned into afterimages. The knight on the horse raised the sabre in his hand.

Boom, boom.

As the thunderous tremor, Li Jinglong desperately used the spur of the battle boots to hit the horse's belly, and pointed the saber in his right hand at the camp ahead.

The muscles on the face were bulging with ferocious bulge, and the mouth was filled with a beast-like cry, God bless the Ming Dynasty!

What responded to him was the almost shattering moon in the sky, and the shouts from three thousand men made from their chests, and the victory!

kill!

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Amid the tremor of the horse's hooves trampling on the ground, a strong soldier suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He trembled and opened the curtain of the yurt, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief. His strong body began to tremble uncontrollably.

At the same time, when they woke up from their dreams, the naked men rushed out of the felt bag with weapons and shouted.

Enemy attack!

An old man shouted hysterically and raised the horn in his hand.

However, before the horn was blown, a cold sword light slashed past, and blood began to bloom violently under the bright moonlight like a fountain.

Ming Dynasty!

Amid 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, and then continued to scream and led his people into the depths of the camp.

Where the enemy's flag is located.

Deputy General Qu Neng followed closely behind and kept throwing the torch in his hands on the yurt that was easy to burn.

On the other side, the lancers led by the Liao brothers crashed into the enemy's camp from the side with a spear. The spears opened the enemy in front of them and overturned the enemy's camp. This was the case with horses trampling the camp.

They were also generals of the Ming Dynasty, and they were born with the fanaticism of making achievements in their blood.

kill!

The camp was filled with the sound of Ming cavalry killings, and almost in the blink of an eye, the silent Yuan army camp collapsed. In this era, almost no one fought night battles, and these enemies could not have imagined that there would be a magic weapon in their nest.

drop.

The Ming cavalry was in the enemy's camp and was like entering a no-man's land. They were assassinating with spears, slashing with sabers, and trampling with horse hooves, harvesting the enemy's life to the fullest.

Protect the Central Army’s tent! Get on the horse!

In the burning camp, the enemy shouted in panic. Amid the leader's call, the elite warriors used their chests to resist the collision of the Ming army and buy time for other partners.

Rush over and don't stop!

The enemy's central army tent was right in front of him. Li Jinglong's eyes were red. He had cut open the saber in his hand for countless bodies, and bravely led his army to rush forward.

Suddenly, Li Jinglong felt a strong palpitation at the charge of the horse. Before he could think too much, he pulled the reins hard during the charge of the horse.

The law ~~~

The war horse whispered in its mouth, and after knocking an enemy away, its front hooves flew into the air.

With a whoosh, an arrow light suddenly came from his sight. It shot directly into the neck of the war horse, and the war horse whined. Then several spears rushed out in the diagonal stabbing, and puffed a few times, all of them pierced into the war horse sweating.

in the body.

Head of the family!

Main General!

Amid the screams of the servants and soldiers, the war horses and horses were stumbled, and Li Jinglong was thrown out of the horse's back. At the same time, several howling enemies rushed over.

After a dragon roar was thrown down, Li Jinglong rolled a few times on the ground. He pulled out another treasure knife on his waist, clasped his hands tightly, and attacked the enemy in front of him, and slashed Mount Hua.

Then the blade turned horizontally and pierced directly into the heart of the second enemy.

With a crisp sound of fire, it was another enemy's scimitar, slashing on his left tiger head shoulder guard.

His shoulders felt sore and his arm suddenly lost strength. But at this moment, Li Jinglong's right hand formed a fist, and the boxing gloves wrapped in a chain mail hit the enemy hard.

Then he pulled out the sword that was stabbed on the enemy, and the blade turned upside down and stabbed directly into the opponent's neck.

Puff, the blood squirted Li Jinglong's whole body. At this moment, he was like a god of killing walking out of hell in the fire.

The head of the family is mighty!

The veterans of the Li family exclaimed and rushed to Li Jinglong's side. The head of the family got on the horse!

Regardless of me, rush over and capture their nobles in the central army alive! Li Jinglong held a knife and then rode his horse, and continued to command loudly.

Kill!

Under his leadership, the Ming cavalry, like a hot knife, inserted into frozen meat oil, directly turning the enemy's camp to pieces.
Chapter completed!