Bringing Military Supplies to Ming Dynasty

“Kill!” After making the decision, A’mu Gulang was the first to use his horse to rush towards the influx of countless mercenaries. Next to him, the five-hundred Tatar cavalry seemed to be infected, and rushed forward with them with a roar.

“General Suhe, here is handed over to your Tatar Cavalry Regiment. The soldiers of the Independence Regiment follow me to rush from both sides.” Hu Mang saw A’mu Gulang’s attempt at a glance, and it was indeed a reason. No reason, now that the other party must kill him and become benevolent, then he will be fulfilled.

And for an enemy General Fang who is basically impossible to surrender, how can Hu Mang pay too much attention? After shouting to Su He, he and Xin Honghai, the deputy commander, led the army over A’mu Gulang’s five hundred cavalry in two directions, and rushed forward.

A’mu Gulang didn’t stop Hu Mang’s thoughts either. He had already seen Su He coming from the front, knowing that this was his opponent, and he was constantly moving forward with his long sword.

Neither side meant to retreat. They were like two mad cows driving at high speed. The next moment they collided, and then the cavalry crossed each other, and there were waves of weapons crashing. .

Under ding ding dong dong, one after another cavalry fell from the horse and died on the battlefield. A charge came down. When the two sides turned their horses back, they saw the corpses of more than 200 cavalry in the field.

90% of these corpses belonged to A’mu Gulang. With five hundred to three thousand, there is too much disparity in strength. In addition, the saber in the Tatar Cavalry Regiment’s hand is not as sharp. Once A’mu Guro’s subordinates fight against it, the blade will break after five or six swords. At that time, only people will be killed.

It was only a staggering, and more than two hundred soldiers were fought, and the loss of troops was nearly half. A’mu Gulang had an astonished expression in his eyes. But following him, his flushed face was shouting loudly: “Kill with me!”

The second hedging started, the saber was waving, yelling, the horse neighing, three thousand people on one side and two on the other side. More than a hundred people collided together again.

A’mu Gulang wielded a three-meter long knife and slashed continuously. At least he fought with seven mercenaries and cut two mercenary cavalry on the horse. Tired a little gasping for breath, when he turned his head back and looked at him again, more than two hundred corpses were dropped in the field, most of which were still cavalry under his banner.

“General, we are afraid that it will not work.” Still the soldier, he seems to be lucky and has persisted until now. But other people are not so lucky. The original five hundred cavalrymen are now only about fifty people left. Not only that, but most of them are still wounded.

No need to personally say, A’mu Guru also sees that the situation is very unfavorable, but for A’mu Guru, who has long been aspiring to death, this is nothing more than seeking kindness. Ren that’s all. “How many of them did we kill? You can see it clearly.”

Although he knew he was about to die, A’mu Gulang was still thinking about the number of enemies killed. This may be why he must insist on blood. Fight the reason. Even if he is dead, he has to put on some back cushions.

“This…maybe less than 30 people.” This soldier still has good eyesight, but because of this, he has seen a little more clearly, and what he said hurts a bit.

“Less than 30 people?” Listening to this answer, a very embarrassing expression flashed across A’mu Gulang’s face. Of course, this was due to the fact that his strength was not as good as the opponent, but more than 400 people died, but less than 30 others were killed. This result still made him somewhat unacceptable.

I am very sad, is this the price for my own shopping? Are mercenaries really so powerful?

A’mu Gulang can be regarded as a warrior, at least the heart of fighting to death is not comparable to some people, and the Tatar cavalry he carries can be regarded as a good fighter. But in the face of more brave mercenaries, especially in terms of numbers and weapons, they are at an absolute disadvantage. The result of this battle has long been doomed.

Su He originally had the talent of General, otherwise Yang Chendong would not have spent a lot of effort to confess him. In addition, the Tatar cavalry he brought with him were once the most elite force in Akbarjin’s hands. For a while, he was equipped with a new style of saber, which is like a tiger that has grown wings. To be even more anxious, eating well during this period of time, the training intensity is several times higher than before, and I don’t know how much better my strength is than before. How can I lose under such conditions?

Even though nearly 30 people were killed or injured, this was caused by the good skill of A’mu Gorang and the soldiers around him. Otherwise, I am afraid that the price of these nearly 30 people Won’t pay anymore.

He was sad, and even more aggrieved, A’mu Gulang had no time to think about it too much. Su He, who was on the opposite side, had once again charged them with an army. It seems that if he knows that he will die, he has no intention of persuading.

“Kill!” Although there were only fifty brothers left beside him, A’mu Gulang still had no intention of retreating. After shouting loudly, he swung the three-meter long knife again. Flew forward. And this time his goal was on Su He.

To confront the general, this is a kind of challenge, but also a kind of determination, which shows that A’mu Guro has given up his life and is determined to hit Suhe before his death.

After all, Su He is the General that Akbarjin relies on the most, and his identity is far from knowing how much better than A’mu Gulang, even in terms of his own strength, he is more than a little stronger. Knowing that the opponent is stronger, but still has to challenge, this kind of courage has said everything.

“This person is handed over to me, you go and clean up the others.” Su He also saw A’mu Gulang’s determination to fight to the death, and now he decided to fulfill him, so he glanced at Protecting myself with a glance, in the valleys and mountains around me and the others.

The general gave the order, Gu Shan and the others had to obey the order. After answering complied, they rushed towards the other enemies. For a while, the battlefield became a vacuum zone, and Su He stood with a knife. , Waiting for the approach of A’mu Gulang.

In the distance, a person and a horse are approaching quickly. The three-meter-long sword has already been lifted up and rushed to the time of three meters beside Su He. The howling wind slammed down.

The right hand clenched the saber tightly and stared at A’mu Guro’s every move. When the sword fell, Su fit on the side of his body and slashed away. Under the powerful arm strength, the collision of the two weapons caused a spark. Under the tremendous force, this blade was indeed crooked, and was hit by a saber and almost escaped.

Forcibly holding a three-meter long knife tightly, A’mu Guro’s face was shocked. I have long heard that Su He is a civil and military all-rounder. I didn’t care about it before. It wasn’t until the real battle that the famous general was known to him. It really wasn’t so good.

A knife fell, and also narrowed the distance between both sides. At this moment, the advantage of the Sabre was revealed.

The so-called one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. At close range, only one meter long horse-cutting knife can give full play to its flexibility, and the continuous cutting up and down leads to A’mu. Gulangti was in chaos, and there were multiple wounds on his body.

If it is someone else who is cut by a sharp saber, I am afraid that he would fall and lose. However, A’mu Gulang was determined to die. It was completely based on a spirit of sub-spirit to make the final resistance. He had already ignored the wounds on his body. In his heart, he could kill Su He, even if he died, it was worth it. of.

A’mu Gulang’s unrelenting battle fell into Su He’s eyes, making him express his admiration. But this is the battlefield, not making friends. Even though he was shocked by the imposing manner of the opponent, Su He didn’t stop his hands. Not only did he wave his sword forward, he also took a chance. He grabbed the back of the opponent’s long knife and forcibly held it in his hand.

If it is normal, Su He dare to be so big, A’mu Gulang only needs to use his best to lift his head to regain control of the weapon, and even take the opportunity to seriously injure Su He. It is impossible. But now, he was already riddled with scars, and almost exhausted all his strength, facing Su He’s tremendous strength, he was already unable to resist.

The long sword is controlled, and A’mu Gulang can only be passively beaten. After instinctively evading two knives, the sword fell for the third time, hitting his chest and hitting the chest. While the blood was flowing, the anger in A’mu Gulang’s eyes quickly disappeared.

With a knife in his chest, A’mu Gulang’s strength in this brief moment also faded away. He glanced at the horse, on the side Suhe, and wanted to say something, but This mouth, except for bleeding foam, could not make any sound.

With a plop, as Su He loosened the blade of the long sword with his left hand, A’mu Guro immediately fell down. Even if he died in battle, at that moment, people still stared at the sky, looking towards the sky, as if he wanted to say the last thing, sweat, I didn’t let you down, I fought until I shed the last drop of blood.

A’mu Gulang died in battle. The last fifty cavalry soldiers left by his side also died under the siege of Gushan and the others. But it is worth mentioning that no matter how Gu Shan used words to lure them, none of these fifty people surrendered and died when the last drop of blood was lost in the battle.

The independent regiment led by Hu Mang has a very smooth attack.

First, there was a musket raid, which destroyed the morale of the opponent, and killed nearly a thousand cavalry. Then the mortar was great divine prestige, and a burst of blast disrupted the opponent’s formation, especially Give them a heavy blow psychologically. When the Independence Group took advantage of the situation, it was like the last straw that overwhelmed the camels, turning the Tatar cavalry into a trough in morale and a fish in the net.

“The surrender can live, the rebels kill!” Hu Mang shouted, and the soldiers of the Independence Group also shouted. During this period, anyone who found rebels would swarm them, and several sabers would come together. No Tatar cavalry could resist this kind of power, except for death.