Chapter 1122

Thanks to the book friend "Bai Xiao pig's pig", the 18th leader of this book was born!

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The Ming army on the top of the mountain looked at a large number, and did not see the long knife.

Alutai wasted a lot of energy this time. In order to win over other forces, he cursed and vowed to promise his 18 generations of ancestors, so he United 50000 troops.

But just now the gunfire just sounded for less than a quarter of an hour, and it was defeated?

Several thousand officials fled back in embarrassment. According to the rules, these people will be unlucky.

When people are going to have bad luck, they will always look for a glimmer of life. For this reason, even if they talk nonsense!

"The grand master is the Jubao mountain guard of the Ming army, and there are cavalry. Together, there are at least 10000 people!"

A thousand household officials vowed.

"No! The grand master, there are only thousands of cavalry. Those are not enough!"

A thousand family official said ferociously that he had seen arutai deal with a lying man - "roast whole sheep"

So he's ready to fight.

"Taishi, he lied!"

"The Ming army's big gun is powerful. It's as airtight as hail. The mountain pass is only more than 40 steps wide. The grand master can't rush through!"

Looking at the men kneeling in front of his horse and crying like children, alutai waved. The thousand family official who spoke first was taken down immediately. With a flash of knife light, he offered a flag.

Alutai said in a deep voice, "can you see?"

The thousand family officials escaped and hurriedly said, "I see it clearly. I also see a young man suspected of waking up. He is standing with another young man."

"Young man?"

Alutai's eyes lit up and turned around and said, "it doesn't seem to be specially here. It should be Fang Xing who accompanied the child of a big man's family to patrol. What a chance!"

Everyone understood what he meant and thought that if we could capture an important figure of Daming, not only the morale would increase greatly, but also what would Zhu Di do?

Money, food, even... How about the territory of Duoyan Sanwei?

Looking at those flushed faces, alutai laughed and said, "let's see what these Ming troops want to do. If they take the initiative to attack, it would be great."

The broad terrain here is a good place for cavalry to play.

Tuohuan squinted at alutai outside. Before his eyes turned around, a shy smile floated on his face.

"Grand master, if the Ming army on the mountain doesn't come down, we can't attack back!"

A tribal leader asked with flashing eyes.

Everyone knows that the backstroke attack is filled with human lives. As a weak tribe, if you fight all your strength here, you'd better take the initiative to seek the shelter of alutai.

The key is that arutai's reputation in the past was not good. He held a strong army, but he was forward-looking and backward-looking. He often liked to take the newly attached tribal people and horses to attack. He also called it "testing loyalty".

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the leaders of the small forces around were forced to smile. Obviously, they also had this worry.

Alutai glanced at the man, remembered him in his heart, and then said with a smile: "attack back? That's a fool's talent. Let's go to the front and see how powerful the Jubao mountain guard is!"

A group of people rode away surrounded by a large group of cavalry. White clouds floated in the sky. In the distance, groups of cattle and sheep were like white clouds on the ground.

Not far from the foot of the mountain, the defeated soldiers had reorganized their ranks. Someone came and told him, "master, there are more than 2000 people missing."

The loss was great, but for the main force of more than 50000 people, it did not hurt the muscles and bones.

However, the morale could not be relieved. Alutai said faintly, "didn't you take a Ming army? Drag it out! Drag him to death!"

"Yes, drag him to death!"

In the previous demonstration attack on Xinghe fort, the main force was these small tribes. It was hate to mention the Ming army!

A limping Ming army was pulled out, and his young face was full of confusion. He looked at the nobles and let them tie their hands with a long rope. When he saw the blood thirsty light in the eyes of the people around him, he woke up.

"No! No! I am willing to surrender..."

Being dragged to death by horses is a unique punishment of grassland, second only to being put into cloth bags and trampled to death by horses.

Alutai was proficient in Daming dialect. Hearing the speech, he disdained: "if you are a thousand family officials, you can still save a life. Do you deserve a little Sergeant? Go!"

The two Tatars separated the ropes and tied them to their horses. Then they got on the horse, whistled and began to trot.

"No! Spare my life..."

Facing death, the Ming army was afraid. As soon as he shouted, he was dragged forward by the horse. Soon, when the horse speed was gradually raised, he couldn't keep up with the speed and fell heavily to the ground

What's it like to be dragged on the grass?

It's comfortable at first, like skating in winter.

But when the speed is fast, a burning heat comes from the chest and abdomen. Gradually, the burning heat becomes hot

Zhu Zhanji on the top of the mountain put down his telescope and his chest fluctuated sharply.

"That's our man!"

The people on the top of the mountain saw it, but only in the sight of the telescope could they wake up and see the crazy roaring expression of the Ming army.

Put down the telescope and saw that everyone was silent, most of them clenched their fists and looked hate.

Fang Xing said faintly, "how many prisoners have you taken?"

Lin Qun'an said, "uncle, I have taken more than 100 prisoners."

Zhu Zhanji vaguely knew the meaning of Fang Xing and couldn't help glancing.

Li Jia didn't know what Fang Xing was going to do. He just lowered his eyes and didn't dare to see the Ming army dragged around at the foot of the mountain.

"Bring it up!"

Fang woke up and said faintly. At this time, the two horses at the foot of the mountain were still circling, shouting and drinking from time to time, but they couldn't suppress the tragic howl of the Ming army.

The voice was faint, with great pain and fear.

Zhu Zhanji's breathing became more and more urgent. He suddenly turned sideways and said, "let the artillery hit!"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "if the distance is too far, it will only consume iron bullets and provoke the enemy to laugh, which is bad for morale."

Zhu Zhanji closed his eyes painfully. This was the first time. He saw Daming's people being tortured and killed by foreigners for the first time. He hated it in his heart!

"And wait."

When the prisoners were pulled up, Fang woke up and saw that the two horses were still running, but they slowed down. He knew this meant to delay the death time of the prisoners of the Ming army and make him suffer more.

"Drag to the front! Cut it!"

Fang Xing simply explained, then looked at Li Jia, and Fang San said, "master let you go!"

"What are you doing?"

Asked Li Jia, who had been numb by the cruel impact of the battlefield.

Fang San said, "go beheading, go quickly!"

Fang San has been taking care of him all the way. He is like a master. Li Jiana said, "but I... Can't!"

Fang Sanban said with a face: "go!"

More than 100 people were pressed to kneel on the top of the mountain. The two enemy riders below found something unusual and couldn't help stopping their horses to look at it.

Alutai also saw it. He remembered Fang Xing's nickname and couldn't help scolding: "magnanimous!"

The long knife was raised, and Xin Laoqi shouted down with an earth horn: "brother, we have avenged you!"

The intestines dragged behind him. The sergeant who had only one breath raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. Vaguely, he saw the row of reflective long knives. He couldn't help sighing, stretched out his hand and wanted to grab his classmate's robe

"Pain..."

When his hands fell to the ground, Xin Laoqi on the top of the mountain shouted, "cut!"