At the gap in the Ming army's formation, Huo Zhen, the commander of the Zhenwei army, stabbed a Yuan soldier to death. He screamed and drew his knife, and then chopped off another man.
There was a clang, and the long knife, which had already been full of gaps, struck the opponent's round shield. Sparks shot out and at the same time, it broke sadly.
"Your mother!"
Huo Zhen was so angry that he directly grabbed the opponent Yuan Jun with his big iron-gloved hands.
With a bang, hit the opponent's face with the helmet.
As the opponent screamed, he opened his huge mouth and bit the opponent's neck directly, as if he wanted to eat him.
"Ah!" The Yuan army soldier shouted miserably.
Seeing how brave Huo Zhen was, the surrounding Yuan troops did not dare to step forward for a moment.
"Straight bitch!"
Huozhen cursed again, spat out the hot flesh and blood of the opponent, picked up the dropped buckler, and pushed it forward.
"Brothers, block the opening and don't let them in!"
"Follow the commander!" The morale of the Ming army was greatly shaken, and they swarmed forward. The Yuan army at the gap, despite their numerical advantage, could not help but retreat.
Click, puff!
First there was the sound of metal piercing armor, and then there was the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh.
Huozhen's ribs hurt, and when he touched it with his hand, his own hot blood gushed out. At the same time, several Yuan soldiers pushed back with their shields, and their scimitars stabbed at his ribs like poisonous snakes.
"Cao!" Huo Zhen yelled. The bone-piercing pain made him lose all his strength and he could no longer hold on.
"grown ups!"
The soldiers around him screamed in surprise, rushing forward desperately, blocking the opponent's scimitar with their chests, and desperately dragging Huozhen's body out.
"Cao, the ball is going to die!" Huo Zhen covered his wound, his face pale.
"My lord!" cried the loyal soldier.
"Your mother has remarried? Why are you crying?" Huo Zhen rolled his eyes at him, "Coward!"
But at this moment, seeing that the Yuan army at the gap once again had the upper hand, the Yuan army suddenly retreated and dispersed like a tide.
"The Tatars have withdrawn!" the Ming army shouted happily.
Huozhen struggled to stand up, looked into the distance, and murmured, "Get out of here, mother, I'm so prepared to charge with cavalry again!"
In his eyes, countless Mongolian and Yuan cavalry galloped, and the heaven and earth trembled.
"I'm really going to die here!" Huo Zhen spit out a mouthful of blood and said to the soldiers around him with a sad smile, "I died in the battle. Remember to snatch my body back. Even if it is chopped into pieces, put it together for me. You Han people
It is said that if a person’s limbs are missing when he dies, he will no longer be able to be a man in the next life!”
Huo Zhen is not a Han, he is a Hu. His father returned to the Ming Dynasty at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.
But he is also a Han, a person under the Han civilization.
The soldier nodded with tears in his eyes.
"Cao!" Huo Zhen tightened his belt to prevent the blood from continuing to spurt out, "Brothers, block it and fight to the death!"
The soldiers around him panted tiredly and responded indifferently.
At this moment, a thunderous cheer suddenly came from behind.
"The thousand-year-old King Yan is here!"
Huo Zhen looked back and saw that the banner of King Yan had already arrived in front of the formation. The pure black war horse was killing that. That majestic man was not King Zhu Di of Yan. Who else could it be?
"Young men!" Huozhen yelled, "King Yan Qiansui is coming to fight with us side by side. We cannot let the Tatars rush into Qiansui's frame, block me, and fight to the death!"
The three armies shouted in unison, "Fight to the death, fight to the death!"
At such a critical moment, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, came to the battle in person, which immediately boosted the morale of the Ming army.
As soon as Huo Zhen finished speaking, a group of heavy armored infantry lined up from King Yan's side, and hundreds of people rushed towards the gap.
"King Yan's personal guard?" Huo Zhen exclaimed, "Qiantai spent a lot of money!"
Just as he was thinking this, the team of people had already arrived in front of him, led by a young man without a beard, who spoke in a very soft voice and seemed very cultivated.
"Commander Huo, your people have a rest, I'll lead the people to block it!" After saying that, the other party looked at Huo Zhen, "Injured? Hurry up and let the doctor take care of it!"
"Bah!" Huo Zhen scolded, "I don't need your help here, help someone else!"
"Don't be brave. I just saw it from above. Your side is the most dangerous!" The young general smiled and said, "Go down and have a rest. Leave this place to me." He said it very politely, and he couldn't fault it.
But for some reason, these words were vaguely sarcastic.
"Zheng Sanbao, you eggless bastard, how dare you laugh at us?" Huo Zhen was furious.
The young general named Zheng Sanbao smiled nonchalantly and led his men forward, "You slutty Tatar!"
"Hey, damn!" Huo Zhen laughed, "We'll see how I fix you after the battle!"
Zheng Sanbao turned around and said, "I'm not afraid of you when you drink!"
"Can you drink flower wine?" Huo Zhen laughed.
Zheng Sanbao cursed secretly, drew his knife and shouted, "Stand still, the Tatars are coming!"
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Boom, boom!
The cavalry of the Yuan Army attacked again, and the infantry of the Ming Army stood ready.
There was a loud bang, like rivers and lakes pouring down water. The iron cavalry hit hard into the infantry square, and in an instant the people fell on their backs, and blood began to fill the air again.
The tired Ming army ignored Pao Ze's wailing and mechanically stabbed him with his spear.
Zheng Sanbao led hundreds of people and climbed directly onto the parapet made of corpses. He kept firing the crossbow arrows in his hands.
"Hook! Hook!" Zheng Sanbao shouted during the interval between crossbow firing.
Then in the Ming army's formation, countless hook guns began to harvest the enemy's horse legs.
Many Mongolian and Yuan cavalry were caught off guard and fell off their horses, and were instantly overwhelmed by the Ming army's swords and axes.
"Go!" Zhu Di looked ahead and shouted loudly at the place where the battle was the fiercest, "Put my king's battle flag there and tell the Tatars that I am here. If you have the ability, come over and kill me!"
"Here!"
The flag of King Yan is flying on the battlefield.
After the Yuan army saw clearly, they charged even more frantically.
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On the other side of the battlefield, thousands of Ming army cavalry were ready to go. There was no sound from the men and horses, but sometimes the horses would pace uneasily. They were waiting, waiting for the most suitable moment.
Qiu Fu looked at the incense in his hand that was about to burn out, and the murderous look in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
Just when the burning incense was about to burn his fingers, he suddenly threw the incense to the ground and stamped it out with his feet.
He got on his horse and didn't yell, just two words: "Follow me!"
Huh, Zhu Gaoxu raised his lance high and shouted hysterically as he set off.
"Ming dynasty!"
The cavalrymen were slightly stunned, and then suddenly shouted wildly, "Wan Sheng!"
"Ming dynasty!"
"Wan Sheng!"
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"kill!"
Boom, boom!
On the side of the Yuan army's cavalry, a black dragon emerged from the ground.
The Ming cavalry in black cotton armor suddenly appeared from the flank of the Yuan army. When they were caught off guard and had no time to adjust, they directly pierced the tail of the Yuan army.
"Death!" Zhu Gaoxu knocked down a Yuan army soldier with one shot and kicked his horse in excitement.
"Not that way, this way!" Qiu Hai grabbed him directly and led him to rush in the opposite direction.
The purpose of their charge was the central army of the Yuan army, the commander's tent.
"Keep formation!" Qiu Fu was at the forefront of the charge. He kept shouting regardless of whether his subordinates could hear him or not.
Thousands of elite cavalry, in the shape of an awl, fiercely attacked the royal tent of the Yuan army.
Gradually, Su Led of the Yuan army was in sight.
Sulede is what the Han people call it, and the Hu people call it Suluding. According to their legend, Temujin was holding this thing in his hand when he was born.
"Kill!" Zhu Gaoxu shouted excitedly, urging his horse forward.
When the soldiers around the king's tent of the Yuan army saw the cavalry of the Ming army, they retreated without fighting. In an instant, the entrance to the central army of the Yuan army was wide open.
"No!" Qiu Fu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, "There is an ambush!"
To the Hu people, Sudler is comparable to the dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty. Even if it dies, it cannot be chopped down or obtained by the enemy.
But at this moment, facing the charging Ming army, the first reaction of these Beiyuan soldiers was not to fight to the death, but to run away.
"No!" Qiu Fu shouted, raising his right arm as he advanced, "Go around in a circle!"
The cavalry followed his arm and turned right as they advanced.
But among them, there was one person who was so red-eyed that he forgot everything. He raised his lance and rushed towards Sudler who was flying in the air.
"Your Highness!" Qiu Fu was shocked, "There is an ambush!"
"Fight with me!" Zhu Gaoxu took the lead and shouted crazily.
