"Damn~ I just killed three Tatars and only got three hundred taels of silver. There are many wolves but not enough meat. It's not enough to eat."
After the war, Wang Daniu, Chen Mazi, Li Fugui, the scholar and others gathered together. They looked at the three people in the bamboo basket behind Li Fugui and couldn't help cursing.
With three heads, they worked together to kill three Tatars. When they wanted to kill more Tatars, they suddenly discovered that all the Tatars had been killed.
"There is still Hukou Pass ahead, and everyone is rushing this way. Hurry up and rush on your Tatar horses, otherwise all your money will be robbed."
This is when someone rode over on a horse, holding the scimitar just captured from the Tatars in his hand, carrying the Tatar bow and arrow on his back, and riding a Tatar war horse. After saying this, the whole person
Like a gust of wind, they rushed towards Hukou Pass like other Ming troops.
The Ming army was already red-eyed, and after a period of fighting, they suddenly discovered that the Tatars were not as scary as they imagined. They would still die when the swords struck them, and they would still be scared when everyone became fierce.
, the same will be timid, and the same will run away.
At present, most of the Tatars at Hukou Pass have come out. More than 3,000 Tatars have been divided up by 20,000 Ming troops. Each Ming army, some with heads pinned to their waists, is smiling like a 250-year-old.
Like a fat man, with red eyes, he rushed towards Hukou Pass like a demon from hell.
As for those who didn't grab the heads, their eyes were even more blood-red. Looking at the heads on other people's waists, their eyes turned red.
This Tatar head is worth one hundred taels of silver. One head is enough for them to acquire all their belongings, buy dozens of acres, and live the life of a rich farmer.
So these people ran faster and rushed toward Hukou Pass like crazy. There were more than a thousand Tatars in Hukou Pass. They had to grab one or two.
"Haha, I won~"
On the top of the mountain, the general in armor clenched his fists excitedly and killed three thousand Tatars. This was also a great achievement for him. After taking the Hukou Pass, not to mention other things, he just killed the Tatars.
The five thousand Tatars can also bring him tens of thousands of taels of silver income.
"The Tatars are nothing special."
At this time, he couldn't help but think so.
Before the fight, I felt a little weak, but who knew that this fight would bring more than 3,000 Tatars. In the past, more than 3,000 Tatars were enough to surround a city guarded by tens of thousands of people.
But now, they are being torn to pieces by their own soldiers. These soldiers are like crazy, and they are all extremely fierce.
"Good guy, what's that person's name?"
"The one with the five heads on his waist?"
Soon, his attention was attracted by a man. He was tall and tall, wearing armor made by Miyun Iron Factory, holding a horizontal sword made by Miyun Iron Factory, and riding a horse that he had just captured.
The horses that came over rushed to the front of the team.
But that's not the key. What's really eye-catching is that there are five human heads tied around his waist. There is no doubt that the heads were just cut off not long ago, and the blood is still dripping down. On his armor and hair,
It was all blood, like a demon god bathed in blood.
"His name is Yang Yun. He is very good at practicing martial arts inherited from his family. I didn't expect that he killed five Tatars in such a short period of time."
Someone next to me said quickly.
"Yang Yun?"
The general nodded, and then looked at the tiger's mouth pass.
On the Hukou Pass, the Tatars looked very frightened, because there were only 5,000 soldiers and horses stationed here, and more than 3,000 people went out to support them. As a result, in less than a stick of incense, more than 3,000 people were gone, and more than 10,000 people were gone.
The Ming army surged towards Hukou Pass.
But this is not what scares them. They have had countless encounters with the Ming army in the past. If they had been in this empty flat land before, the remaining more than a thousand people would have dared to rush directly.
But now, looking at these Ming soldiers rushing over, each one has his head tied to his waist, his body is bathed in blood, his eyes are red, like a demon from hell, their eyes are extremely cold, like a pack of hungry wolves.
Like a flock of sheep, without any emotion.
This is what they are really afraid of, especially Yang Yun who is rushing at the front. He is like a demon. The five heads on his waist are beating constantly with the running of the horses. Seeing this scene, the people above the tiger's mouth pass
The Tatars were terrified.
"Where is the Ming Army~ Where is the Ming Army~"
"Have you withdrawn already?"
The Tatar leader Batu, who hurriedly got up from the bed, pulled a Tatar beside him and asked.
He had actually received a report from his men just now, but he didn't take it to heart at all. He hurriedly ordered a rescue operation and then immediately returned to his room to have fun with a few stolen beauties.
But before he could play happily, his subordinates came over to report in panic. Then he got up from the bed in annoyance and came to the top of the city of Hukou Pass.
"Already rushed over~"
The men under his command pointed at the Ming army rushing over, their whole bodies trembling slightly.
Batu looked under the city gate, and more than 10,000 Ming troops rushed towards him like a mighty tide. Looking into the distance, he saw that on the battlefield where they had just fought, there were people lying in disorder.
Carrying corpses one after another, more than 3,000 cavalrymen under his command were just lost?
"Are these still Ming troops?"
Batu couldn't help but wiped his eyes. He had done too much in the past few days and his eyes were a little dizzy. These real Ming soldiers in front of him had their heads tied around their waists and their eyes were red, like demons.
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Especially Yang Yun, who was rushing at the front, was like a demon descending from the earth. The heads around his waist kept shaking, and he could still clearly see that these heads were all prairie people like him.
"Fire the arrow~Fire the arrow~"
Batu panicked all of a sudden. He looked at the few people left on top of the city, and then looked at the densely packed Ming army rushing over. He was immediately panicked.
Following Batu's order, wave after wave of arrowheads were fired at the charging Ming army from above the Hukou Pass. At this moment, they did not realize that this scene was actually related to their attack on the Ming army.
The cities are so similar, except that the identities of the two sides are now reversed.
Yang Yun, who was at the front, held a horizontal sword and pressed his body against the horse's back to reduce the area being shot. At the same time, he kept urging the horse to rush toward the city gate.
"Hey~"
A bow and arrow hit Yang Yun very accurately.
"Keng~"
The armor Yang Yun was wearing was of very good quality. The bow and arrow only left a dent on it and did not penetrate it at all. Nothing happened to Yang Yun.
"The armor and horizontal sword from Miyun Iron Factory are really good things. I originally thought that the armor was very light and wouldn't be of much use, but I didn't expect it to be so hard."
"The horizontal sword is really easy to use, extremely sharp, and very handy. If I don't kill ten Tatars this time, I will really be sorry for this set of armor and weapons."
Feeling the bow and arrow bounce off the armor, Yang Yun couldn't help but admire in his heart. The armor and weapons donated by Miyun Iron Factory were truly incredible. They were light in weight but of high quality.
He rode his war horse like a whirlwind, shuttled through the rain of arrows, and rushed under the city gate in a blink of an eye. The side of the gate of Hukou Pass facing the grassland is the front, and the side facing the Ming Dynasty is the inner side, and there are wide openings on the inner side.
The stairs facilitate and quickly support manpower and materials to the top of the city.
So Yang Yun rode his war horse and rushed directly towards Hukou Pass.
"Kill him~"
When several Tatars saw him rushing forward, they drew out their scimitars from their waists and charged at Yang Yun.
"Drink~"
Yang Yun yelled loudly, raised his knife and lowered it. The horizontal knife in his hand waved out several shadows, and instantly cut the Tartar's scimitar in half, and several big heads shot into the sky along with it.
"Haha, I got another three hundred taels of silver."
Yang Yun had quick eyes and quick hands. He immediately caught the three heads with his left hand, then tied them around his waist, and immediately charged at the other Tatars with red eyes.
"Devil~Devil~"
"He is not human~"
"He is the devil of hell~"
Witnessing this scene with their own eyes, the other Tatars became frightened and couldn't help shouting. No one dared to stop him, and they all ran away.
"If you want to run away, there's no way!"
Yang Yun slapped the war horse hard, and the horse rushed upwards in pain. The horizontal sword in his hand was drawn left and right, forcing him to kill from the foot of the city gate to the top of the city gate alone.
When he got to the back, he had so many heads that he couldn't tie them up. He could only temporarily pile the heads aside, and at the same time shouted: "No one can move my heads, otherwise don't blame the sword in my hand for not being able to tie them."
Recognize people.”
Following his loud shout, some people who wanted to snatch his head were frightened to death. Looking at Yang Yun who was chopping melons and vegetables among the Tatars, after thinking about it, he still shot towards the Tatars with red eyes.
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"Kill him~"
"Kill him quickly~"
Batu was completely frightened. Looking at Yang Yun who was killing him like a whirlwind, he quickly said to the people around him.
But his men were already frightened. At this time, the entire city gate was full of Ming troops. They looked at every Tatar alive with red eyes and cold eyes.
"Haha, come and accept your fate, your head is worth one hundred taels of silver!"
Yang Yun looked at Batu who was extremely frightened, and swiped the horizontal knife in his hand. Batu's men fled in fear, and no one dared to stop Yang Yun.
Batu vigorously raised the scimitar in his hand, hoping to give the opponent a fight, but before he even raised the scimitar, the head was already thrown away, and he watched helplessly as he got higher and higher.
"It's another hundred taels of silver, and he still looks like a boss."
Yang Yun kicked Batu's head to a corner, where dozens of heads had been piled up.
