Dragon Soul in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 2 Three Great Kills of Soldiers

With Zhu Gan's frail body at present, in the face of this almost incomprehensible situation, wisdom is of little use. He can only rely on courage to choose a spear from among the spears discarded by the people beside him. Tartar soldiers known for their fierceness, let's see what kind of soldiers are real soldiers.

Taking a deep breath, he was about to utter the most powerful roar for the first time in this strange world: "Three major killings for soldiers, killing those who disobey orders! Killing those who bully the weak! Killing those who retreat in battle..."

"Kill those who refuse to obey the military order! Kill those who bully the weak! Kill those who retreat..."

"..."

At this moment, Zhu Gan looked like he was going crazy, he kept yelling, his hoarse voice resounded through the sky, even though his voice was so hoarse that it broke, his voice was still high, just like his fighting spirit at this time.

If the Queen Golden Cavalry is as strong as a flame, then he is a tiny moth, fearless.

With a sharpened spear and a weak scholar with a white face and beardless face, it is really hard to imagine the madness at this time. He rushed down from the hill and slammed into the leading cavalry with his spear straight.

The woman who was running in the front, looked at the white-faced scholar who passed her by, and heard his deafening roar, her footsteps stopped suddenly, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Is this man a lunatic, the three major killers of soldiers, where did this rule come from!"

The fleeing people were also completely stunned, and even forgot to run away: "This guy must have been frightened out of his wits..."

Facing such a lunatic who was not afraid to charge directly with his gun, the leading rear golden cavalry was so frightened that he pulled his horse to dodge, and suddenly the spear sank slightly, bang!With a loud noise, the horse whose leg had been stabbed, and the Tazi soldiers on the horse, fell down.

ha!The Tartar soldiers at the back breathed out, and the tiger-tooth knife in their hands roared down with the momentum of the horse. At such a fast speed, the people watching on the hill closed their eyes unbearably. , maybe it's over!At least two pieces.

However, Zhu Gan used his frail body to tell everyone what it means to be strong. He threw his gun to the side and ran straight to the charging horse. He had no chance against the sword, but he had a [-]% chance of death when facing the horse. , [-]% chance of serious injury.

boom!This time, no miracle happened. The moment Zhu Gan flew in the air, all the bones in his body, even his loose muscles, had the illusion of being completely crushed.

But after all, it is a person weighing more than 100 catties, and the horse is not a machine, it will be frightened, its hoofs will be raised high, and it will let out a long cry of Herod. willing to move.

Zhu Gan was lying on the ground, feeling the pain of tearing his whole body, calmly looking at the half of the sky that was dyed red by the burning clouds, is that it?I have tried my best, if you still run away blindly, then everyone will die together!

Apparently, what this white-faced scholar did made these Tartar soldiers interested, and they stopped chasing and killing the people of Ming Dynasty like pigs and sheep.A few horses surrounded Zhu Gan who was lying on the ground, looking down at him, chattering about something.

The afterglow of the setting sun was obscured by these strangely dressed Tartar soldiers, what Zhu Gan heard was the sneering sneer of the Tartar soldiers on horseback, but he didn't hear even the faint cry of the common people.

"It's not your fault, it's just that I haven't done enough!" Zhu Gan moved his arm, touched the wound, took a deep breath, but stood up slowly, straightened his chest, and talked to these people without fear. The Tartar soldiers looked at each other.

True strength does not come from the body, but the spirit, even if it is just such a haughty glance, it is enough to shock people's hearts.

A Tartar soldier hated Zhu Gan's disdainful eyes, grabbed the ox horn bow in his hand, and waved it along with the trend. Suddenly, a long bloodstain appeared on Zhu Gan's face, and he was beaten. He almost lost his footing and was in a hurry The adjustment of the balance immediately drew a burst of laughter from the Tartar soldiers.

He pressed his tongue against his palate, and his teeth were already loose. He spit out a mouthful of blood, licked the bloody teeth, and laughed loudly: "If my body is half of what it used to be, you will all die."

"Scholar, let's not kill you, why don't we go to Dajin Kingdom to enjoy the blessings and serve the Emperor of Heaven." The knight on the horse said with a smile.

Zhu Qian looked at the person who spoke, he spoke very calmly, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and after looking at him for a long time, he said: "The dead man! You are all trapped, the wild boar skin has already died, so you follow him to enjoy the blessings. You all go to enjoy the blessing..."

For the people of Ming Dynasty, Nurhachi had never led troops into the fortress, but his reputation was more vicious than Huang Taiji, so if he was frightened by this evil spirit, all the people and scholars would have to submit.

However, Zhu Gan's cynicism made the knight on the horse flushed with choking, not shame but anger. It can be seen that Gu, if he hadn't been decisive enough to block the Tazi soldier's sword before it was used up, his arm might have been severed by Qi Gen.

I saw another Tazi soldier suddenly changed color, swung the whip in his hand straight at the assailant, and shouted angrily in Manchu: "Tian Cong Khan told us to plunder the people, and we must treat scholars well, you slave want to rebel!" ?"

The assailant's arrogance immediately subsided, and immediately bowed his head and apologized.

A flash of contempt flashed in Zhu Gan's eyes, he pressed the wound on his arm hard to prevent it from bleeding too fast, and shouted: "Do you all want to die? Hurry up and do it..."

After finishing speaking, they bent down and slammed into the horse's leg without hesitation. These Tartar soldiers never thought that the scholarly spirit in their eyes would be such a fierce sex, which was more difficult to tame than the fierce horses on the grassland.

"I'll kill you..." The Han man who was knocked off his horse by Lian Ma and his men was furious, got up from the ground, swung his knife and slashed at Zhu Gan who was lying on the ground, this time the Tatar soldier didn't stop him.

Died like this?Let me travel here, what is the meaning of God's will in the dark...

At this time, all the people had calmed down after the buffer just now. Looking at what happened under the hill, and recalling Zhu Gan who they regarded as a fool, his hoarse roar was not as deafening as the beating of a drum. , makes people excited, but equally shocking.

There is only one leader left, and they dare to fight back, and give themselves a good sigh of relief.

Seeing Zhu Gan covered in blood and wounds, the moment he bowed his head and bumped off the horse, some timid people didn't dare to look at him anymore.

The woman from the White Lotus Sect stared blankly at Zhu Gan. She, who has always compared herself to a hero, was really ashamed and indignant. Looking at the roaring Tiger Blade Knife, she unconsciously tightened her palms and shouted coquettishly, "Kill the Tartars!" My parents and brothers, today is the time for revenge!"

Swish!A good hidden weapon.

The Yanling saber pierced through the chest, and even flew with this person for a short distance. At this time, someone took the lead, and the frightened people came back again, bearing the pain of losing their loved ones, but also There is vengeful rage.

Stones, wooden sticks, and ferocious people, the few remaining Tartar soldiers who have completely seen the transformation from sheep to hungry wolves, the people who couldn't bear it until their eyes exploded with red eyes are terrifying.

At this time, the Tazi soldiers did not dare to ride high on their horses, because they would only become objects of protection from the stones, so they got off their horses and hid behind them.

The Tartar soldiers who disdain to talk, someone also spoke at this time, and the voice of the speech had a Beijing flavor, roaring and threatening: "Do you know who I am, I am the son of Destiny Khan Nurhaci, kill me, when the time comes Once the army arrives, it will be massacred within a radius of [-] miles without leaving any chicken or dog behind, and you will all die..."

As soon as this pure and round Chinese dialect came out, the surrounding people were shocked immediately. The son of the wild boar Pinurhachi, even the two protectors of the White Lotus Sect, became quiet, and even restrained the people uncontrollably, falling into a brief silence and confrontation .

The heavy panting made these post-golden cavalry slowly recover their strength, these stupid Ming people!After all, they are just the prey they play with and applaud.

Suddenly a sneer came, breaking the silence, and saw the scholar once again raised the knife and rushed at the man. He was so seriously injured, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He pierced his body with the knife, and his eyes met. The man looked at Zhu Gan puzzled: "I saved you just now?"

Zhu Gan had a ferocious smile on his face: "But we are enemies, not friends."

"It's over, everything is over..."

"Thirty miles of blood slaughter, our home..."

"..."

Hearing the crazy shouts beside his ears, Zhu Gan completely let go of his heart at that moment. This is a big gamble, but he believes that the people who have no choice will know who will win. Seen in the mist.

Only him!