The children of nobles were crying, grandpa! Ancestor! You are here!

It was also at this time, smoke and dust were everywhere in front, back, left and right.

Seeing the various troops in the capital coming, the fire sieve let out a sad and angry howl and began to break through.

Even now, the Tatars' elite cavalry still has more than 20,000 people.

The fire sieve and the flags of all the heads of the people did not fall, so the entire Tatar cavalry was actually not damaged.

These Tatar elite cavalry are indeed powerful and can still gather in such a situation to fight!

Most of the battalions of the capital surrounded were infantry, and they could not encircle them at all.

It turned out to be watched as they gathered together, and then rushed out to the side.

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." A group of crossbow arrows kept shooting towards the Ming army who was trying to pursue them. Mr. Zhang sighed when he saw this.

He knew that once the Tatar chose to escape, it would be extremely difficult to catch up with them.

If more than 20,000 elite cavalry go to Ningxia to break through the pass, almost no one can resist them outside the city.

"Change the formation, follow me if you are good at shooting! Pay attention to the scouts around you! Stay behind the injured!"

After changing into a war horse, Mr. Zhang took a strong bow, hung an arrow bag and chased after him.

But more than 200 cavalry were immediately separated from the National Defense Forces army and left with Mr. Zhang's horse.

The cavalry who could still fight silently changed horses and kept up, while the injured were leaving to clean the battlefield.

When the old tiger-headed Duke finally rushed to the front of Chaobaihefang Market, the Tatars had already joined the brigade and broke through.

Seeing his grandson leading the team to chase him from afar, he knew what his grandson was going to do.

"Chen Tong! Lead five thousand elite cavalry and carry five days of food and fodder to catch up!"

The old Duke of Tigerhead whispered, then waved his hand to ask someone to clean the battlefield.

He must not be able to chase after him. It was already the limit of Emperor Hongzhi's request to lead his troops to clean up the capital.

It is absolutely impossible to agree to him leading his army to pursue the Tatars.

The safety of the capital is more important than anything else, and the old tiger-headed Duke is one of the greatest guarantees for the safety of the capital.

Mr. Zhang didn't know that his eldest father asked Chen Tong to lead his army to aid. He now led more than 200 National Defense Forces to chase behind the Fire Screening Brigade.

As long as you seize the opportunity, you will shoot an arrow with "buzz~!"

Six out of ten arrows could hit them, and the Tatar cavalry were frightened!

"Let The Legend of the Condor Heroes go!!"

The fire sieve was extremely irritated in front of the team, and this battle was a failure.

It was completely failed, and it seemed a little unclear.

The most troublesome thing about Fire Screen is not how to get out of seclusion. If more than 20,000 Tatar elite cavalry want to force their way out of seclusion, the Ming Dynasty cannot stop them.

What he was most troubled now was how to explain to these heads. When he ordered people to blow the bone whistle, the heads looked at each other incorrectly.

Everyone follows you to sieve, because you can take everyone to eat delicious food and drink spicy food.

But... Damn! The promised Chaobaihefang Market, let's grab a developed one?!

What a fucking egg!

Those heads who were originally very enthusiastic about him are now silently distanced themselves from him and don’t know what they are thinking.

"Sweat, something is wrong with these people..."

Tie Buddha came up at some point and followed the fire sieve and whispered: "Sweat it is time to prepare."

The fire sieve didn't say anything, just nodded.

Tie Buddha didn't say much, and slowly retreated to his side and stopped talking.

"Buzz buzz..." Mr. Zhang frowned, lifted his knife and pushed away several feather arrows.

The palms were a little painful, and he knew that this was the Tatar's The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

The two sturdy figures behind him quickly followed, but they heard the fat figure muttering.

"Mr., please rest first! Fat Dragon and I are here to stare at it!"

The fat dragon, covered in blood, wiped his face with his beard and wide open, and said with a chubby smile: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes, my subordinates have also killed them!"

Mr. Zhang did not refuse. As the arrow just now, he was almost at the limit yet to be overturned.

"Don't be too impatient, put stability first! We have few people and the other party's flag is not messy, so don't be wrapped in dumplings by someone."

Feilong and Hubili were shocked and nodded quickly.

Although these two men fought a lot of battles, they did not experience much of this kind of large-scale battle.

Therefore, they were very excited to think about how many Tartars they had to kill.

After all, the Ming Dynasty is now counting military merits based on its head level, so they dare not do it with Mr. Zhang.

But they were very happy to kill a few Tatars for meritorious deeds.

However, Mr. Zhang's words made them wake up quickly. The Tatars were not completely defeated!

In other words, they are not without the power to fight back.

Just as Mr. Zhang said, the other party’s flag is not in chaos!

"Please rest assured, please be careful when marking it!"

Seeing that they looked serious, Yu Chihu nodded and handed over the arrow position to them.

I retreated to the back and rested for a while, recovered my strength and then chased me...

In Chaobaihe Market, a group of noble children burst into tears.

I really survived, let’s take a look at the situation around me.

Several familiar faces were no longer looked down on me, and few of the old soldiers in the family were still alive.

Suddenly, I felt extremely sad in my heart...

"Howling?! Your ancestors have all earned you wealth on horseback. How good are they?!"

The old tiger-headed Duke glared suddenly and yelled at the noble children.

"Diet death is fate, and not death is luck! The wealth of ancestors must be kept, and you have to fight for it!"

When the old Duke of Tigerhead roared, the nobles immediately did not dare to say anything.

The old Duke of Tiger Head is the first among the nobles of the Ming Dynasty today. Everyone knows the favor of the two generations of emperors.

The title of "Crown of the East" is not a waste of time. From the late emperor to the present day His Majesty has never even said a serious word to this old Duke.

Others don’t know much, can these noble children not know?!

At that time, the nobles were actually questioned whether he, a concubine, could take on the British government.

The old duke didn't explain half of the sentence, and he silently killed people on the nine sides.

In this way, all the voices questioning him were shut up.

Why did generations of emperors keep the old Duke of Tigerhead in the capital and take charge of the Beijing camp, and no matter how they refuse, they will not let them retreat?!

In addition to letting this old man who they all know is extremely capable of fighting, this old man is really out of his way!

If he was let go to the Nine Borders, he would be able to break out of the world.

But what after the killing is done?! How to reward it?!
Chapter completed!