After seeing Hu Biao holding the explosive pack in his arms, he was rushing forward.
Xu Feng, AT and others were stunned for a moment before they reacted; this desperate commander actually made such a desperate choice.
In their haste, they had no time to stop it.
He could only accept the facts and shouted crazily at the soldiers and civilians who were fighting with the Tatars in front of the temporary Tatar defense line:
"Get out of the way, get out of the way~"
When more people heard this, they turned their heads and saw such a situation.
Immediately, there were different reactions; now, whether it is the Tatars or the soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty, they also have a clear understanding of the power of explosive packs.
Some of the soldiers and civilians instinctively ran wildly to the left, right and back.
Try to avoid the explosives, which explode with astonishing power.
But there are still some people who are fighting to the death in front of the Tatar formation; for example, Xie Gui and Mr.
Amidst the exclamations in his ears, he quickly looked back.
After seeing Hu Biao rushing over with a pack of explosives in his arms, he already understood what Hu Biao was planning to do now.
But after understanding it, he waved a big knife seized from the Tatars in his hand, but blocked it in front of Hu Biao. Instead of retreating, he advanced, and together with Hu Biao, he continued to rush towards the Tatar defense line.
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Why is this? That's because the Tatars are not stupid.
Seeing Hu Biao rushing over with the explosive bag in his arms, the Tatars, who had suffered two big losses in a row, almost went crazy at that time.
There may be only one thought in my mind: I am dying! Here comes this trick again~
The Nikans can hide, but they cannot, because that will cause the formation they rely on to completely collapse very quickly, putting the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army behind them under great threat.
So for a while, they could only think about how to block Hu Biao.
Immediately, sharp arrows, iron bones, throwing axes, throwing spears, and even the weapons in his hands were all thrown towards the direction in which Hu Biao was charging, as if they were free of charge.
Under such circumstances, someone must help Hu Biao to block him.
Therefore, in the blink of an eye, Xie Gui, who was standing in front of Hu Biao, received seven or eight blows, and one of the spears directly nailed him to the spot.
To be honest, if he hadn't helped block the wave, Hu Biao would have been crucified now.
Finally looking past him, at the back of Hu Biao who continued to advance, Xie Gui, who had killed two Tatars in a row in the previous battle, muttered something in a voice that he could only hear:
"Thank you, Mr. Hu, brother Hu Biao.
If I haven’t fully repaid what I owe you in this life, I will continue to pay you back in the next life~”
Xie Gui, who just muttered the above sentence in his mouth and took his last breath, didn't know in his heart that Brother Hu Biao was also in a difficult group now.
The frightened Tatars called for too many attacks.
Even though Xie Gui helped him block some of the most deadly ones, he still received several more blows within a blink of an eye.
Especially the iron bone that hit his chest definitely broke several of his ribs.
And the sharp section that broke the rib must have penetrated into his soft organs, otherwise why would he feel such an inhumanly severe pain in his internal organs?
Every step forward felt like a knife was stabbing me hard.
There was also a trace of blood flowing down from the corner of his mouth where he bit the burning wood. It seemed that the flow was quite large.
But even so, Hu Biao's footsteps did not stop, and he continued to stagger forward; in the eyes of the Tatars who had thrown away their weapons, they were getting closer and closer.
Finally, after a loud explosion.
A little to the left of the last tight defense line of the Tatars in this camp, dozens of Tatars and more than a dozen soldiers and civilians were thrown away all the way.
Although the people in further positions were not knocked to the ground, they were all staggering.
Their originally tight formation was now completely in disarray.
Hu Biao, the commander of the attack who was at the center of the explosion, could not even find a slightly larger part immediately and completely disappeared into this world.
*****
When the huge explosion sounded, the other surviving netizens didn't even have time to feel sad. The sound of the keyboard of an old-fashioned typewriter sounded in their heads again.
But the content that accompanies it is not the kind of publishing task they are familiar with.
Or, it's a reminder that the task has been completed.
Instead, it was a temporary notice: "Urgent notice, because the trainee commander Hu Biao died in battle, the system will select one person from the remaining personnel to serve as the temporary acting commander.
After a random selection by the system, Xiao Xuanfeng will assume the position of interim commander.
After hearing such a notice, the surviving netizens such as Yang Dongli, Lang Qing, Fengrui, Lao She, AT, etc. all cursed in their mouths:
"Fuck~"
After Xu Er heard such a sentence, he didn't know what he thought of, and even his eyes turned red.
He looked like a hungry wolf at the end of his rope.
As a result, he was distracted and was struck by a Tatar on the left with an axe, cutting off half of his head, which he had carefully combed with vegetable oil before leaving.
Not to mention what Xu Er thought of, he actually reacted so loudly.
Yang Dongli and others cursed indignantly, not because this temporary commander was not selected from a group of veterans.
Not even the old snake, Xu Er and the other rookies they were optimistic about.
Instead, it was Xiao Xuanfeng, an honest man in his forties, who was said to be an ordinary clerk in a company.
Just kidding! After several battles, there is no difference between veterans and rookies among everyone. If there is, it is just a group of veterans who have to bear some more difficult tasks in the battle.
combat mission.
What really left them speechless was that they felt the strong malice of the system.
Because of the last two explosive bags, one was carried on the back of Little Tornado; the other was carried on Lang Qing's body, waiting for the cavalry to kill them and then give them a surprise.
The system adopted such an approach just after Hu Biao, the former commander, self-destructed.
This is a rhythm that is completely pushing the little whirlwind, and the successive commanders are holding on to the explosive packs, completely afraid that their death will not be miserable enough.
In fact, this is also the case, that person is an honest person in the eyes of colleagues and friends.
In the eyes of his wife, he is a loser, in the eyes of his boss, he is a coolie; the only job he has in his life is to get a "parent of so-and-so" from his children.
I never thought that the title of temporary commander would fall on me.
After being very confused for a second or two, I thought of what Hu Biao did just now; this honest man, after being cornered, also forced out the fierceness in his heart.
After taking a quick look around him, he picked up a piece of the burning arm of a Tatar or one of his own personnel.
Using this as a source of fire, he headed towards the banner of the central Tatar army and killed the enemy chieftain Baiyin Tu.
He yelled: "Go, go, go, kill the Tatar officials, avenge brother Hu Biao, avenge the dead family, and avenge the fellow villagers..."
"Revenge, revenge for brother Hu Biao." Li Siping, the little messenger appointed by Hu Biao, also shouted in a crying tone.
He wiped his face, not knowing whether it was his own blood or someone else's blood.
Then, carrying the hoe that was taller than himself, he fought towards the banner of the Tatar Central Army.
Soon after, there were shouts of 'avenge Hu Biao's brother'; Hu Biao's death in battle not only did not make their morale plummet, but actually made them stronger.
"Stop that Nikan holding the explosive bag and kill him, kill him quickly." Seeing such a scene of Baiyintu, he roared out.
When he shouted such a sentence, the guards around him could hear the violent trembling from fear in his voice.
There was no way! After the explosion, he only had about twenty personal guards blocking him.
On other battlefields, the twenty or so elite guards would have the confidence to defeat the Ming Dynasty's servants, who numbered more than a hundred people.
However, facing the crowd in front of him, he felt a kind of fear that seemed to come from his soul; he still had a great life and did not want to die here.
It was just the last bit of courage in his heart that kept Baiyintu from escaping.
