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Chapter 1122: Massacre and revenge (congratulations to the leader of the alliance: ¡®Baixiaozhu¡¯s Pig¡¯, extra update!)

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    The Ming army on the top of the mountain looked large in number, and no long swords were seen.

    Arutai spent a lot of effort this time. In order to win over other forces, he cursed and swore, and promised all his eighteen generations of ancestors, and then united an army of 50,000.

    But the sound of the cannon just lasted for less than a quarter of an hour, and it was actually defeated?

    Several Qianhu officials fled back in embarrassment. According to the rules, these people were going to be unlucky.

    When people are in trouble, they always look for a chance of survival, even if they tell lies!

    "The Grand Master is the Jubaoshan Guard of the Ming Army, and there are cavalry, which total at least more than 10,000 people!"

    A Qianhu official said swornly.

    "No! Grand Master, there are only a few thousand cavalry, and those are not enough evidence!"

    A Qianhu official said ferociously that he once saw Arutai deal with a lying subordinate - "roast whole sheep"

    So he was ready to give it a try.

    "Master, he lied!"

    "The Ming army's blunderbuss is so powerful that it is as airtight as hailstones. The mountain pass is only about forty steps wide. The Grand Master cannot charge through it!"

    Looking at his subordinates who were kneeling in front of his horse, crying like children, Arutai waved his hand, and the Qianhu official who spoke first was immediately taken down, and with a flash of the sword, he sacrificed the flag.

    Arutai said in a deep voice: "Can you see clearly?"

    The Qianhu official escaped unharmed and hurriedly said: "I saw it clearly, and I also saw the young man suspected of being Fang Xing. He was standing with another young man."

    ¡°Young people?¡±

    Arutai's eyes lit up and he turned around and said, "It seems that he didn't come here specially. It should be Fang Xing who accompanied the child of a certain big shot to inspect. What a chance!"

    Everyone understood what he meant, and thought that if they could capture an important figure in the Ming Dynasty, not only would their morale be greatly increased, but what would Zhu Di do?

    How about money, food, and even Duoyan Sanwei's territory?

    Looking at those flushed faces, Arutai laughed loudly, and then said: "Let's see what these Ming troops want to do. If they take the initiative to attack, that would be the best."

    The terrain here is wide, which is a good place for cavalry to play.

    Tuohuan squinted at Arutai from the outside. Before his eyes turned around, a shy smile appeared on his face.

    "Grand Master, if the Ming army on the mountain doesn't come down, it's hard for us to attack from behind!"

    The leader of a tribe asked with twinkling eyes.

    Everyone knows that Yang Gong costs people's lives. As a weak tribe, if they lose all their strength here, it is best to take the initiative to seek asylum from Alutai.

    The key is that Arutai did not have a good reputation in the past. He had a strong army, but he looked forward and backward. He often liked to use newly surrendered tribesmen to attack, and he also called it a "test of loyalty."

    Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the leaders of the small forces around them were all forced to smile, obviously they also had this worry.

    Arutai glanced at this man, remembered him in his heart, and then said with a smile: "Attack from behind? That's something only fools can do. Come on, let's go to the front and see how powerful the treasure-capturing mountain guard is!"

    The group of people rode away surrounded by a large group of cavalry. White clouds were floating in the sky. In the distance, herds of cattle and sheep were floating everywhere like white clouds on the ground.

    Not far away from the foot of the mountain, the defeated soldiers had reorganized their ranks. Someone came over and reported: "Grand Master, there are more than 2,000 men missing."

    This loss was huge, but for the main force of more than 50,000 people, it was not broken at all.

    However, morale cannot be discouraged. Arutai said calmly: "Didn't we take a Ming army? Drag him out! Drag him to death!"

    "Yes, drag him to death!"

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Previously, the main force was these small tribes during the demonstration-style attack on Xinghebao, and the Ming army was hated when they were mentioned!

    A limping Ming Jun was pulled out, his young face full of confusion.  He looked at the group of nobles and let the two of them tie his hands with long ropes. When he saw the bloodthirsty light in the eyes of the people around him, he came to his senses.

    "No! No! I am willing to surrender"

    Being dragged to death by a horse is a unique punishment on the grassland, second only to being put into a cloth bag and trampled to death by a group of horses.

    Arutai is proficient in Daming dialect. Hearing this, he said disdainfully: "If you are an official with thousands of households and can still survive, then you are worthy of being a little sergeant."??  go!  "

    The two Tatars tied the ropes separately to their horses, then mounted, whistled, and began to trot.

    "No! Spare my life"

    Facing death, the Ming army was afraid. As soon as he shouted, he was pulled by the horse and stumbled forward.  Soon, when the horse's speed gradually increased, he could not keep up with the speed and fell heavily to the ground

    How does it feel to be dragged on the grass?

    It feels comfortable at first, like skating in winter.

    But when the speed increased, a burning heat came from the chest and abdomen. Gradually, the burning heat turned into boiling hot

    Zhu Zhanji on the top of the mountain put down his telescope, his chest rising and falling sharply.

    "Those are our people!"

    Everyone on the top of the mountain saw it, but in the sight of the telescope, Fang Xing could see the Ming army's crazy roaring expression.

    Putting down the telescope, I saw that everyone was silent, with most of them clenching their fists and looking hateful.

    Fang Xing said calmly: "How many prisoners were taken?"

    Lin Qun'an said: "Uncle, I took more than a hundred prisoners."

    Zhu Zhanji vaguely knew what Fang Xing meant and couldn't help but look sideways.

    Li Jia didn¡¯t know what Fang Xing was going to do. He just lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the Ming soldier who was being dragged around down the mountain.

    "Bring it up!"

    Fang Xing said calmly. At this time, the two horses at the foot of the mountain were still circling, shouting from time to time, but they could not suppress the miserable howls of the Ming army.

    The voice was vague, carrying great pain and fear.

    Zhu Zhanji's breathing became more and more rapid, and he suddenly turned sideways and said: "Let the artillery fire!"

    Fang Xing shook his head and said: "If the distance is too far, it will only waste iron bullets, make the enemy laugh, and be detrimental to morale."

    Zhu Zhanji closed his eyes in pain. This was the first time. It was the first time he saw people from the Ming Dynasty being tortured and killed by aliens, and he felt great hatred in his heart!

    "Just wait."

    The prisoners were pulled up. Fang Xing saw that the two horses were still running, but they had slowed down. He knew that this meant delaying the death of the Ming army prisoners and making them suffer more.

    "Drag it to the front! Cut it!"

    Fang Xing explained briefly, then glanced at Li Jia, and Fang San said: "The master asked you to go!"

    "What are you going to do?"

    Li Jia asked, who was already a little numb from the cruel shock of the battlefield.

    Fang San said: "Go and behead your head, go quickly!"

    Fang San has been taking care of him all the way, just like a master, Li Jia said naa: "But I can't!"

    Fang San said with a straight face: "Go!"

    More than a hundred people were suppressed and kneeling on the top of the mountain. The two enemy riders below noticed something unusual and couldn't help but stop their horses and watch.

    Arutai also saw it. He remembered Fang Xing¡¯s nickname and couldn¡¯t help but cursed: ¡°Magnificent!¡±

    Raising the long knife, Xin Laoqi shouted down with a clay trumpet: "Brother, we have avenged you!"

    With his intestines dragging behind him, the sergeant who was still alive tried to raise his head to look at the top of the mountain, and saw the row of reflective long knives in a daze.  He couldn't help but sigh and stretched out his hand to grab his comrade

    "pain¡­¡­"

    With his hand falling to the ground, Xin Laoqi on the top of the mountain shouted: "Behead!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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