The Ming Dynasty knights who suddenly appeared on the east side of the ferry created a miracle and completed a gorgeous assault, forming a blitzkrieg attack on the main force of the Tatar Fire Rabbit Department who was carrying a large amount of loot.
Amidst the rumble of horse hooves.
Under the glow of the early morning light, tall war horses carried Ming knights wearing brown cotton armor and fine iron eight-petal helmets.
Just like a life-threatening ghost emerging from the cracks in the ground, it appeared silently.
this moment.
Shen Lie, who took the lead, was like a divine help.
Killing like crazy.
Red eyes.
It was as if Huo Qubing and Lan Yu were possessed at this moment...
Bumping and galloping, driving the war horse faster and faster.
With thunderous momentum, more than thirty selected forwards used advanced flintlock muskets to easily shoot down the small number of rangers placed on the periphery of the Fire Rabbit Department.
Then along the grassy river bank, they launched a charge towards the large number of Fire Rabbit soldiers crowded at the pontoon.
now.
In front of Shen Lie and his striker selection suicide squad, there was a crowded and chaotic main force of the Fire Rabbit Department.
It’s been a wild ride!
Murderous!
Caught off guard, the Tatar Fire Rabbit tribe, which had been engaged in blitz and sneak attacks all their lives, encountered a blitz attack from the Ming cavalry for the first time...
Right here in Longquanyi!
Amidst the chaos and chaos.
The first person to be attacked by the Ming Dynasty's chosen front was a group of Tatar cavalry who were escorting grain onto the ferry three miles east of the ferry.
A few fierce Tatars had just raised their riding whips and were beating the captives viciously, but unexpectedly the riding whips had not yet fallen.
The Ming cavalry has rushed to the face!
As the cavalryman charged at full speed, the black musket in his hand exuded a mysterious metallic luster under the sunlight.
Even the gorgeous forging patterns are clearly visible. This forging pattern is so gorgeous, cold-blooded, and exudes the mysterious brilliance of technology.
At a loss.
The Tatars launched a weak counterattack, sparse armor-piercing arrows flew over, and their precise shooting skills knocked several high-speed charging Ming knights to the ground.
The horse stumbles.
Several Xuanda disciples who were not afraid of death were thrown away, but the casualties further stimulated the fierce nature of the death squads, and they became even more violent.
Another blink of an eye.
More than thirty Ming Dynasty soldiers with flintlock muskets rushed in front of them. After a few bangs, dozens of prairie cavalry were shot to the ground like dumplings.
People shout.
The horse neighs.
The musketeer in brown cotton armor transformed into a big fire-breathing hedgehog. He kept pulling out his gun, shooting, and hitting him in the face...
The Tatar soldiers, who were very fierce just now, turned into lambs to be slaughtered, and their will to resist was destroyed in just a moment.
After selecting the forward.
Followed closely were Fanzi wielding sharp sabers, and Pingyao bodyguards holding machetes, chopping with cold blades.
Raging.
Harvesting the barbaric but despicable lives of the aliens.
Selecting the vanguard and marching straight in, the rear group rushed into the enemy group with fury. The fierce prairie warriors scattered in the east group and the west group at the ferry suddenly exploded.
These Tatars who grew up on horseback are naturally experts in cavalry combat, and they all know that resistance in this situation is futile...
Even the resurrection of Genghis Khan cannot save the defeat!
Many Tatar soldiers were so distraught that they abandoned the wheat they had just snatched, the Han slaves, and the beautiful Han women driven by instinct.
He even abandoned his big leader, the shaman...
Started to flee in all directions.
After Shen Lie personally led the vanguard into the enemy group, he raised his head and stared at a group of people covered by a huge umbrella not far away.
This group of people...
There were old and young, men and women, some were wearing gorgeous Tatar clothes, some were wearing black wizard robes, and some were holding scepters.
Under the cover of the gorgeous umbrella, they were watching in stunned silence, and in front of them were kneeling several trembling Ming women.
Those young Ming women with delicate looks and outstanding figures were all tied up with ropes and sat helplessly on the ground, trembling, trembling, and watching in horror.
And the anger in Shen Lie's chest was ignited again.
Galloping.
Throwing away the empty musket, he drew out another musket, and led the suicide squad to rush towards the gorgeous umbrella canopy.
What do these people do? No need to ask.
The leader and great shaman of the Fire Rabbit Tribe!
"Herod!"
The war horse neighs.
The gorgeously dressed Fire Rabbit nobles under the canopy became panicked.
Scolding.
Using unintelligible language, he urged more than a dozen guards to come forward to stop him. Then there was another chaos, and a few of the Ming army's chosen frontmen fell.
Shen Lie also received an arrow, but he raised his flintlock musket and fired at a frightened enemy arcade.
After a chaotic burst of muskets.
Shot down the enemy cavalry.
With a clang sound, he pulled out his saber, and Shen Lie, stimulated by adrenaline, clamped the horse's belly hard, causing the snorting horse to leap high into the air with a neighing sound.
It flew directly over the heads of the poor Ming women in front of the canopy, causing a bloody storm when it landed.
One knife.
It hit the old Tatar man with the most gorgeous clothes. An old head flew into the sky, and the gorgeous umbrella cover was knocked over to the ground.
The horse that had lost its impact slowly stopped. Shen Lie, who was covered in blood and panting, and the selectors who were all injured, turned their horses around one after another.
Looking at the fallen luxurious umbrella cover, the headless corpse of the old Tatar man in gorgeous clothes, and the limp body on the ground with his hands raised...
The group of Fire Rabbit nobles who were loudly begging for mercy.
Shen Lie spat hard.
There was blood in the spit.
Shen Lie started to curse: "Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf!"
If you fight, fight well.
When going out for plunder, you need to bring a full set of ceremonial guards.
A small tribe with no more than 20,000 to 30,000 people, a small Fire Rabbit tribe, how can I compare myself to Genghis Khan!
I really thought you were Kublai Khan!
Look around.
The entire Longquanyi Ferry was in a mess, as if it had been swept by a tornado. Bodies of people and horses were everywhere.
There were also groups of Tatar soldiers who were fleeing in confusion.
"kill!"
As Shen Lie mustered up his courage, he let out a roar, picked up the bloody saber and tried to turn back to fight again, but was stopped by the frontmen on the left and right who rushed over desperately.
"grown ups!"
"Quick, quick, grab the master..."
At this moment, the enemy army was defeated and everyone's horses were exhausted.
If you rush again, you will be at the end of your powerful crossbow.
Under the obstruction of his men, Shen Lie cursed and gasped, then lowered his head and looked at the few arrows stuck in his body, as well as the hundred-forged saber.
But I don’t know when.
This valuable hundred-forged magic weapon actually curled its blade when it was chopped. The blood-stained blade was covered with large and small gaps, and it was basically scrapped.
Sheathing the scrapped saber, Shen Lie, who had regained consciousness, raised his head and looked at the Ming warriors who were chasing the enemy cavalry everywhere.
Shen Lie spat out the bloody saliva angrily and cursed: "Look...the elite Tatar soldiers are nothing more than this."
The players on the left and right burst into laughter.