Ten thousand households in the Mongolian Yuan died in battle one after another.

Zhu Qishan fought with Long Qi's troops, and Huang Hu led about a thousand soldiers from the army to support him.

Huang Hu rode his horse to Long Qi, first glanced at the battlefield, then raised his eyebrows and asked Long Qi, "Why don't you go up?"

A pack of wolves can fight against tigers.

If there are too many ants, you can also kill the elephant.

With the decrease of the Mongolian Yuan war soldiers, Zhu Qishan's protectors were less and less. Two fists could not match four hands.

The armor on Zhu Qishan's body was already in tatters, and the blood of the Han army was intertwined with his blood, dyeing the armor red.

Around him, countless Han soldiers, who were fighting with each other, were ready to die and wanted to kill this Mengyuan Wanhu on the spot.

"kill!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Kill him."

The Han soldiers roared.

This is obviously a good opportunity to kill tens of thousands of enemies, but this opportunity may only be once in a lifetime. Huang Hu is more confused.

"The trapped beasts are still fighting. People must have self-knowledge. If I go into battle, I am afraid I can't hold on to three moves." Although Long Qi was ashamed, he still said frankly.

"General Long is too worried. Zhu Qishan's blood is almost dry. What else can it have?" Huang Hu disagreed, but he did not despise Long Qi for this.

It’s not that I’m afraid of death, but that I’m too cautious.

After saying that, Huang Hu slapped his horse forward, raised the big knife in his hand, and slashed at Zhu Qishan.

"Diet." Huang Hu roared, his beard and hair were wide open, his eyes were red, and his muscles were completely mobilized. He was full of energy, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Stars dare to compete with Haori for the brightness?" Zhu Qishan was indeed dying. Every time he breathed, he felt like he was cut by a knife, and his whole body was in pain. He couldn't see clearly his eyes.

Facing the arrival of Huang Hu, he sneered and looked contemptuous.

"Swish!" Zhu Qishan swung the big knife in his hand and took the lead in slashing at Huang Hu.

With a "touch", Huang Hu frowned, and at a very fast speed. Then he shook his arms and the big knife intercepted it. The big knife of both sides collided in the air, and the hilt made a dull sound.

Huang Hu's expression changed drastically, and he had great effort.

Both of them used swords, but Guan Gong played a big sword in front of him. Zhu Qishan fought forward fiercely, and Huang Hu hurriedly resisted and barely resisted ten moves, but was almost killed by Zhu Qishan.

"Save him quickly." Long Qi shouted when he saw this, his eyebrows were like war drums, and he beated wildly.

"Kill!!!!" Under the rescue of Longqi warriors and Huanghu warriors, Huanghu escaped from the battlefield in a panting and returned to Longqi's side, panting like an old cow, and said, "General Long is right. The trapped beasts are still fighting. I'm afraid that Zhu Qishan is now a little stronger than usual."

Huang Hu didn't say that Long was timid, and Long was repaid, nor did he laugh at Huang Hu for being reckless. He just said, "General Huang is saying."

After his breathing stabilized, Huang Hu showed admiration on his face and said to Long Qi: "And the king killed four of these ten thousand households today."

Long Qi agreed with this, nodded slightly, and said sincerely: "The King is really a god."

It is difficult for ordinary generals to confront the Mongolian Yuan 10,000 households.

Zhu Qishan killed countless people under the siege of countless Han troops. The blood gradually dried up, and the soul gradually separated.

"Kill!!!!" At the last moment of his life, Zhu Qishan suddenly roared, raised the sword in his hand, rode his horse forward, slashed two Han soldiers, and turned around and stabbed another Han army to death.

"Kill!!!!" The Han army soldiers did not retreat, and more than ten infantry spears stabbed Zhu Qishan from all directions.

Zhu Qishan did not resist, he died first.

The corpse's eyes were wide open, standing steadily on the horse, majestic.

"Puchi, puchi."

More than ten infantry spears pricked Zhu Qishan into a hedgehog. But except for a few people who stabbed him in places without armor protection, no one else had broken armor.

Even a few people who broke the armor found that no blood was flowing out of the sting.

Zhu Qishan's blood almost dried up.

"What a terrible guy." More than ten Han soldiers looked at each other and all thought to themselves. Then one of the Han soldiers quickly let go of the infantry spear in their hands, pulled out the sword, and rushed to pounce on him, then threw Zhu Qishan's body to the ground, then took off Zhu Qishan's helmet, grabbed Zhu Qishan's small braid with one hand, raised the steel knife with the other, and chopped off Zhu Qishan's head.

With a "click", the hard bones made the steel knife in the warrior's hand break a big gap. However, he threw away his beloved steel knife, held Zhu Qishan's head in both hands, and shouted: "I took down Wanhu's head."

When the other Han soldiers saw it, they were all envious and jealous.

With slow hands, the military achievements of Wanhu will be gone.

But they did not compete for merit, and the Han army was very disciplined. If they killed each other, let alone military achievements, I am afraid that everyone would have to do military law.

With Zhu Qishan's death in battle, there were no more ten thousand households standing in the Mongolian Yuan army formation.

All of them were sold by the first sign and their heads were cut off.

The Mongolian Yuan soldiers in the formation collapsed and collapsed to the point of madness. They were afraid and afraid, but they used fear and fear as nourishment to attack the Han army madly.

"Don't blindly throw your lives. They are crazy. Organize the military formation and cooperate with the archers to kill them all." However, the Han army was at ease. The officers calmly commanded the war soldiers, intercepted the Mongolian Yuan war soldiers in an organized and step-by-step manner, and eliminated the Mongolian Yuan war soldiers.

Monkey King entered Princess Iron Fan's belly.

This time it turned into thick water.

Not long after, there was no more standing Mengyuan soldiers under the siege of the Han army. The Han army soldiers began to finish the wounded without any pauses.

Rescue your own warriors.

Wu Nian rode on the horse, and the "Han" flag beside him stood firm. He looked at the battlefield ahead, gasping for breath, and was dizzy.

The wounds on the neck and the wounds on both hands were still bleeding, and the bandages made of linen were turned into blood.

His blood was almost dry.

but.

Win.

This battle.

Although there are turbulence and danger, the ending is still a great victory for the Han army.

The 11,000 households of the Mongol Yuan were almost wiped out.

A head coach of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, a 100,000 general, all had different heads and heads.

And these 11,000-house soldiers and these large number of powerful generals were almost half of the Mongolian Yuan army. They achieved their contributions in one battle.

The Mongols.

You guys have today, too.

Wu Nian smiled, and from the bottom of his heart.

More than ten years of struggle finally came to an end.

Expel the Tartars and restore Liaodong.

Just today.

The threat that always hovered over the heads of the Han people in Liaodong dispersed, and the rule of the Mongol Yuan in Liaodong was ended by me.

How happy.

Suddenly, a beam of light fell on Wu Nian's head. Wu Nian couldn't help looking up, and then couldn't stand the stimulation of the sun and narrowed his eyes.

Countless Han soldiers also looked up at the sky.

Today the clouds are thick and it rains heavily.

Now it's raining.

The clouds and rain gradually dissipated.

The sun is revealed.
Chapter completed!