The snow still remains unabated, and there is even a tendency to get heavier and heavier. The thick snow has begun to make it difficult for the war horses to move forward.

The cold wind roared from the grassland, mixed with the rolled snowflakes in the sky like a knife, hitting Ye Qing and others' completely frozen faces, making it extremely difficult for everyone to open their eyes even when facing the cold wind.

However, in such a bad weather, the only thing that Ye Qing felt relieved or had no need to worry was that the war horse under his crotch was not tired of such a wind and snowy weather. He was still emitting thick heat in his nostrils, and he was struggling to move forward with difficulty.

Although Mongolian horses are short, the reason why they can become the cavalry and weapon that gallops across the Eurasian continent is entirely due to the hard-working and enduring characteristics of Mongolian horses.

Compared with the Western Xia horses or horses from other places, the Mongolian horse's endurance is far superior to other war horses. In addition, its short body increases maneuverability and the characteristics of the Mongolian horseback nation, so it can gallop across the Eurasian continent invincible. This short war horse can be said to have made great contributions.

But Ye Qing now had to start ordering the banned soldiers with less than a hundred people to start killing horses. Although he was still about ten miles away from Lao Liutou and others, he was used to the sunny and sunny banned soldiers in Lin'an. After a fight and then plunged into the world of ice and snow, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Seeing his frozen figures occasionally hunched from the horse's back, Ye Qing couldn't stop and began to kill the horse and get blood to increase the heat of the body.

More than a dozen war horses neighed in the snowy world, struggled and slowly fell into the snow. The snow holes on their necks melted the snow under their feet. The fishy horse blood was "dig" out of the knife edge of the neck by the wooden jar in everyone's hands, pinched their noses and then poured them down.

Then he quickly threw away the wooden jar in his hand, retching his throat full of fishy smell, and hurriedly grabbed the snow next to him and stuffed it into his mouth to relieve the disgusting fishy smell.

The horse's blood mixed with snow was held in the palm of his hand by others, and then applied to the face of the monarch who fell off the horse's back. Some pinched the person, and some rubbed the front and backs with snow water mixed with snow.

But in a short while, more than a dozen war horses were squandered by them, and even the raw meat with blood and steaming heat was divided by some banishmen, enduring the pungent smell of blood that could make people faint, and hugged the hot horse meat that was divided into pieces, or tied to their legs.

The horse skin was naturally divided by people and wrapped around the monarched soldiers who had just woken up and still had a bloody smell of horses. So the monarched soldiers who had just woken up almost fainted by the monarched soldiers with the help of their companions.

The snow was in a mess, and the scarlet snow was quickly covered by snowflakes falling from the sky, and the horse scattered all over the ground, etc., all of which were used by Ye Qing and others, but some wreckage that was ineffective were left behind in the wind and snow, and quickly became cold.

The two of them were walking together, or they walked together for a while, and in less than a stick of incense after the horse was resting, even when they were walking against the wind, they could already faintly hear the yelling of the golden man behind them, and the faint roar of the horse's hooves stepping on the snow.

He did not doubt that Ye Qing could calculate them so accurately in such a bad weather, while snow covered the earth, and then ignited the gunpowder, because Ye Qing was too familiar with this area.

For nearly two months, Ye Qing has been exploring the terrain here and looking for coal seams, then burying gunpowder, topsoil, and coal seams.

When Lao Liu and Po Li San heard the first gunshot, they were stunned and looked at each other in a daze. With the second, third and even fifth gunshots, Po Li San and Po Li San and Po Li San almost jumped up from the simple tent and flew out.

As the rumbling explosion came from the broken Great Wall, with the snow on the broken wall and the explosions shaking the earth, the horns made by the Tatars on the grassland were blown together by the boy called broad beans, along with several boys.

In just a blink of an eye, a large area of ​​pure white tents covered with snowflakes were crowded with people, and war horses were neighing, and then they almost didn't have to splash Li San and Old Liu's head screamed in the wind. They all rushed onto the back of the horse, holding weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the distant beacon tower from the flat ground between the two low and sheltered from the wind.

One by one, cavalry like a long dragon sped rapidly on the white snow and rushed towards Ye Qing and others.

Zhang Xuansu got up from the snow with a dizzy head, ignoring how many people behind him were affected by the explosion, and hurriedly shouted at the general who helped him up next to him: "Kill him, chase him and kill Ye Qing, and you must not let him leave here alive."

Zhang Xuansu was a little crazy at this time. Looking at Ye Qing and others who were struggling to move forward in the wind and snow, they had to kill him and never let him return to Lin'an.

As Zhang Xuansu pushed away the general's arm and signaled that he would not care about him. When he immediately caught up with Ye Qing and others, gunshots in Ye Qing's hands sounded again in his ears.

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From time to time, the golden general shouted at him, but Zhang Xuansu opened his mouth but could no longer make any sound. He couldn't help but fall down to the sky, twitching a little, struggling to stand up, but everything in front of him became more and more blurred, and his hands and feet did not listen to his orders at all.

Old Liu, Li San, fell down the wind and snow, rushed towards Ye Qing's hundreds of people, and rushed towards the crowd like a lonely boat in the wind and snow.

The unique sound of howling and charging of the Tatars sounded in Ye Qing's ears, and it also sounded in the ears of the golden general next to the fallen Zhang Xuansu.

The Jin general's eyes moved away from Zhang Xuansu's body, staring at the Tatars dressed in a straight area from another space and murmured: "Tartars, how is this possible?"
Chapter completed!