Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The continuous clouds move slowly, with different shapes.

The setting sun fell on the horizon, irradiating the grassland through those clouds.

A cloud that looked like a galloping horse slowly floated, full of hooves. Probably the most outstanding thing is the horse's head, the horse's mouth opens, as if it is neighing.

Yunma was blood-red by the setting sun, looking at the battlefield below ferociously.

As soon as the five hundred harley cavalrymen had finished their turn, the cavalry surging from the side of the hill directly stabbed them in the butt.

Front arrow formation!

The cavalry behind swarmed out, and when all the cavalry rushed out, the number also came out.

"My lord, eight or nine hundred!"

This is a cry of joy. Three thousand to eight nine hundred, no, you have to add those Ming troops, but it's still three to one.

General Harie looked at the Ming cavalry in a daze, and muttered: "If they are as good as them, who wins? Who loses?"

After a momentary mutter, General Halle cheered up and shouted: "Face the enemy! Meet the enemy!"

There is nothing to deal with in the current situation. Both sides want to make a showdown, and then each find their home.

The five hundred cavalry in front were already facing the enemy.

They hurriedly drove their horses to turn around, and then the Ming army used a big man in armor as an arrow and bumped in at once.

"kill!"

The big man held a big knife similar to a saber, and chopped it off with a loud shout.

Sergeant Halle in front of him swung his knife to block without hesitation.

clang!

With a very small sound, the long sword broke, and then the saber cut from the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

After a soft sound, the saber was retracted, and the big man turned the handle of the knife, but with a single pick, he smashed the second person's chin.

When the second man dropped his horse, the first Harid opened a gap between his eyebrows, and blood spewed out immediately.

"drink!"

The big man swung the saber again at this time.

Ding!

With just a sound, the long sword of the Hari man in front of him broke, and his head flew high.

This is a warrior!

He took the lead in rushing in, wherever he passed, blood was splashed in the air.

"Da Ming Wan Sheng!"

The Ming army behind him rushed past him, like a flood rushing into the wheat field, sweeping everything.

"Kill the enemy!"

The big man's long knife slashed out flatly, but the Harlem in front of him actually blocked it. When the two sides passed by, the big man stretched out his left hand and pulled the Harlem off his horse with one hand.

"kill him!"

Someone was scared of being killed by the big man, and turned around and fled, and at the same time called for his colleagues to help.

The big man held the knife in one hand, but stretched out the hand holding the knife, and a row of Hares fell down wherever he went.

"Kill the enemy!"

There were no more enemies in front of the big man. He brandished his saber and rushed towards the enemy's main force.

Five hundred enemies were scattered by these Ming troops, leaving more than one hundred people madly fleeing towards the original formation.

"That's a killer!"

General Halle saw these and heard the panic shouts of his subordinates.

But he couldn't retreat. When he retreated, he went back to Zhuergan and heard that he was running away in front of a thousand Ming army, and he couldn't even keep his family.

"Kill the enemy!"

He could only shout, trying his best to boost the morale of his subordinates. But the fierceness of the Ming army made his subordinates a little timid.

Wang Yan took more than two hundred Ming troops back to the left wing of the enemy army. He glanced at the distance between the main black thorn and the enemy army and shouted: "Prepare..."

He led the people slowly and drove the horse slowly, and his goal was the flank of the enemy army.

But this will take time. If he enters early, he will be entangled by the enemy, which will disrupt the main force's intention to assault the enemy.

On the hillside, Chen Deng was looking into the distance. When he was sure that there were no enemy reinforcements around, he put down his telescope, and then gently rushed down the hillside.

"Da Ming Wan Sheng!"

His attack is the signal!

Wang Yan waved his knife and shouted, "Kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!"

The sharp man who hit the enemy force also shouted with his sword.

"kill!"

The two sides smashed together quickly, and the big man passed between the two enemies. He didn't need to swing a knife, he only needed to hold the saber firmly with both hands.

Limbs and blood flew together.

At the first meeting, Black Thorn was knocked into the air by more than ten people. These more than ten people were immediately submerged in the horseshoe.

But the opponent fell more, and none of the first row was spared.

Most of the collisions are unavoidable, but the fight in the back is based on real skills.

Wang Yan on the flanks also rushed into the enemy.

His weapon is only a long knife, an ordinary long knife.

And he basically didn't use those overbearing tricks, the long knife just drew a curve lightly in the air, slid over the opponent's body, and splashed a lot of blood.

He easily took off a long knife from the left to attack, and then dragged it when retracting the long knife, and immediately opened a hole on the opponent's waist.

The two sides have entered a state of melee. At this time, the emphasis is on discipline and the strength of individual soldiers.

General Halle sadly discovered that his subordinates were not the opponents of this group of Ming troops at all, and almost no one could stop the opponent's attack.

He took a closer look and found that the attacking methods of these Ming troops were like butchers walking on the battlefield.

This is a veteran!

And it's the most elite kind!

General Harie saw that a Ming army’s long knife was blocked. Before another opponent came and attacked, he abandoned the knife and soared and rushed over. Once again, he rushed toward a Harlem on the side.

This man is dexterously like an ape, and his timing is more accurate than even the most powerful shepherd.

On the other side, more than a dozen Ming sergeants were shooting cold arrows in hiding among the rushing colleagues. They are aiming for the most fierce Haribs.

There are more than a dozen such archers, no, they are **** archers!

What army can have so many archers?

General Halle only felt cold in his chest, but he was wrapped up and rushed forward.

He was also a titan back then, so he knows the role of setting an example.

The long knife slashed like lightning, and the Ming army on the opposite side had already discovered his armor, and tried his best to block it.

clang!

Both knives are probably good, so each left a gap.

But the black thorn's counterattack was slowed by half a beat, allowing General Halle to launch attacks continuously.

Just when General Harleh swore that he could kill the enemy in front of him within two knives at most, a long knife from the side suddenly attacked.

This is not the style of a warrior, but the army has never been a place that pays attention to style.

General Harleh sighed in his heart, and then gave up the Ming army in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and slashed the long knife on the side.

The black thorn who was let off by him was blushing, but without breathing, he swung his knife and slashed.

Under the attack of the two black thorns, General Harleh blocked only three knives, and a piece of flesh was cut off his shoulder.

He gave up the long knife with a scream, and rushed out from the side desperately.

The two black thorns did not expect that their opponents would abandon their swords and run away, but they had no time to catch up.

"Lost lost!"

Seeing the generals run away, the Harlem, who could not prevent the Ming army from attacking, began to rout.

Wang Yan shouted: "Wu Li Di!"

It's getting dark, chasing Wuli is the limit.

There were countless Harlems who fled from the chase at the end of the Ming army.

Those Harits who were kneeling to surrender were ignored, and the horses rushed over, and piles of rotten meat proved their existence.

Wang Yan did not pursue. He rode his horse to look at the enemy troops fleeing in the distance, and said to Chen Deng who came over: "Sweep up immediately and kill all of them. Then collect the things we need and leave immediately!"

Many horses that had lost their masters were neighing on the battlefield. Chen Deng asked, "My lord, where are those horses?"

Chen Deng shook his head and said, "We can't be too greedy, the team is too large, and the goal is big."

Chen Deng nodded and ordered the rescued prisoners to deal with the matter.

Zhao Xing walked hard among the corpses, listening to a cry of joy behind him thanking the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

"Put them to death!"

A prisoner of war was standing behind an undead enemy with a long knife. He looked up at the blood red remaining on the horizon, and shouted, "Da Ming is victorious!"

The long knife was swung, and the head fell.

The setting sun on the horizon was half down, shining on the blood that spewed out, and the color seemed black and purple.

Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Book Fun Pavilion_Mobile version reading URL: