Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

Su Mu and several guards stood in the woods, staring dumbfounded at the situation ahead.

This was no longer a regular cavalry charge. Thousands of horses crowded together, and all of them waved their weapons at the same time and slashed at each other, trying to kill the enemy in the shortest possible time.

The weapons in his hands are also various, including waist knives, spears, axes, and even strange weapons such as chain hammers and maces.

Because there were so many people and there was no gap between them, the dead were squeezed in the middle, surrounded by others and still sitting on saddles.

The chaos of smoke and dust, people shouting and neighing, the sound of weapons cutting into flesh, the sound of blunt instruments smashing short bones, and the screams of wounded soldiers, mixed into a scene like hell on earth.

This tragic battle even surpassed that of Yingzhou.

The Ming army and the Tatars in front of them were already intertwined, and they could no longer tell the difference between each other.

The dark human head is also a helmet and a mink hat.

"It's a group fight!"

What tactics and formations are useless.

Now, the competition is only about who is braver and who is more bloodthirsty among the soldiers on both sides.

In fact, even fear is useless now.Almost everyone is surrounded by enemies, and there is no place to hide even if they want to.

If you don't want to be killed by the enemy, you have to kill the enemy first.

At the same time, the last Ming soldier had just stabbed his weapon into the chest of a Tatar when he was hit with a hammer so that his brains burst.

And the Tatar who attacked was instantly beheaded.

This situation is no different from hand-to-hand combat in modern warfare, and hand-to-hand combat is the cruelest aspect of war.The contact between the two parties is basically a one-to-one exchange ratio.If you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose nine hundred.

One after another, the soldiers died, and the dense and thick battlefield gradually thinned out.

The corpses sitting on the saddles, which were still wrapped in the crowd before, began to fall off the horses one after another.

The ownerless horse stood blankly on the battlefield, looking down at the entangled warriors on the ground.Many soldiers have already hugged the enemy and rolled on the ground, choking their throats, gouging their eyes, and doing everything they can.

During the fierce fighting, blood spread on the ground, and the Yanghe River began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the battlefield, there was also dense heat, but it was the blood of the human body.

Even the milky white moonlight around her turned into the color of roses.

The time is so long, the fight has been going on for about 10 minutes.

With the death of a large number of soldiers, the little prince stared at the front with a livid face. Up to now, there is no winner to speak of.Even if his own guard won the final victory, there were not many left.These are the elites he has trained for many years, and they are all first-class warriors in the clan.

When the enemy first charged, he thought about repelling the Ming army as soon as possible.

But he never expected that the enemy would get involved with him from the very beginning, there is me in you, and you in me, it is purely a struggle to consume.

"When did the Ming army become so brave, how is it possible, how is it possible!" He murmured.

You know, in the past, no matter how many Ming troops there were, it was important to charge with the cavalry, and the enemy would be defeated immediately.Even in the Yingzhou War that just passed, he relied on his fast horse to break out of the encirclement and kept the vitality of the Tatars.

It's really strange that this Ming army has the courage to fight my Tatars. Where did this team come from?

While he was in a daze, he didn't realize that at this point in the battle, there were not many people who could stand on the battlefield.And before he knew it, he was already at the forefront, who was suppressing from behind.

A guard shouted in panic: "Khan, go, go!"

Hearing this cry, the little prince came back to his senses.There was already an empty space in front of him, and there were three enemies rushing towards him.

These three people seemed to be the leaders of this Ming army, and two of them were tall and mighty, even taller than the Tatars.The other person looked very young, with a bookish look on his face.

If the guess is correct, this young man should be the commander-in-chief of the Ming army.Southerners have the habit of letting civilian officials lead troops, which is simply ridiculous.However, killing him would end the battle.

Thinking of this, the little prince did not leave. He drew his riding bow from his back, mounted an arrow, and aimed at the young general.

The little prince guessed right, the three who came were indeed the commanders of the Baideng camp.The tall two are Hu Shun and Hu Jinxue, and the young one is Xie Ziran.

"But, so what if I win, my guards are almost dead. The nasty Nanren, you actually gave me a life for a life!"

The little prince was in a state of confusion, and while shooting, his hands trembled unknowingly.

As a result, the arrow aimed at Xie Ziran's face hit Xie Ziran's right chest with a sound of "Hoo!"

Xie Tianran showed a painful expression on his face, opened his mouth wide, and let out a long breath of white air.

It was too late to say it, but at that time, Hu Jinxue's fast horse had already galloped in front of the little prince's horse, slashing fiercely with the long knife in his hand.

What a little prince, he grabbed a spear and set it up.

With a sound of "dang", the bodies of both sides trembled.

Hu Jinxue hacked the spear shaft in two, and then fell on the little prince's helmet.

Fortunately, the golden crown on the little prince's head was made of refined steel, which could withstand the knife.

But there was a humming sound in his head, and he almost lost consciousness.

It was also dark in front of his eyes, but it turned out that the helmet had been crooked by the knife, covering his sight.

"This man has great strength!" the little prince couldn't help thinking.

But at this moment, a huge force surged.

He lightened his body, and then made a common noise, feeling that he was being thrown off the horse.

A voice came from next to my ear: "The little prince is caught, the little prince is caught!"

The little prince was terrified, turned over and pushed the person on him away, but before he stood up straight, there was a sharp pain in his vest, he felt like he was being stabbed by something, and he couldn't breathe from the pain.

A thought suddenly came to my mind: Am I going to die here?

Darkness strikes.

……

Su Mu could clearly see the scene just now.

After Xie Ziran was hit by an arrow, Hu Jinxue rushed to the little prince and slashed at him, seeing that he missed the enemy, he threw himself off his horse and threw him off the horse.

The little prince was also brave, and he pushed Hu Jinxue away.

But at this moment, Hu Shun, who followed up, stabbed down with his hand, just in time to stab the little prince in the vest.Then there was another twist, which smashed the little prince's heart and lungs.

It was this shot that directly killed the enemy chieftain.

The little prince died in battle, can the Tatars continue to fight?

"I, Su Mu, won this battle!"

The Tatars who were still alive looked at the little prince who died on the battlefield in amazement, and sat blankly on the horse, forgetting to fight.

Su Mu stood up abruptly and shouted loudly: "Surrender and avoid death, surrender and avoid death!"

All the Ming soldiers shouted at the same time: "Surrender and avoid death, surrender and avoid death!"