"The whole army gathers!"

"Cross!"

With the order of Wang Pu, more than 180 cavalry rushed over, lined up in front of the floating military flags, and in less than a moment they formed a neat cavalry formation.

"Xiao Qi."

"exist."

"Send ten brothers to protect Mr. Zhen to retreat to a safe place, and then ten brothers to pass on the message, so that all the 100-man teams can gather at the location of the military flag as quickly as possible."

"yes."

At the command of Xiao Qi, the ten cavalry servants protected Zhen Youcai and retreated to the rear, while the other ten cavalry scattered.

"Clang!"

Amid the sound of Qingyue's metal friction, Wang Pu slowly pulled out his waist knife and pointed it diagonally in front. In front, the black Mongolian cavalry was chasing the buttocks of the Ming Dynasty's defeated soldiers. Generally speaking, Wang Pu would never lead the way. The head coach who took his life to risk was definitely not a competent head coach, but today was different.

Today, Wang Pu has less than two hundred men under him, and he is just a general manager.

"Did you see the Mongolian cavalry in front?"

"See it!"

Nearly two hundred riders responded loudly.

"They have nearly two thousand cavalry, but we have less than two hundred cavalry!" Wang Pu said this, with a solemn look on his face, and then said, "Our military strength is less than one-tenth of that of the Mongols. Some people say that we can only die if we meet, but General wants to tell you that as a man, as a soldier, even if he dies, he will have to face the sky, and even if he dies, he will die on the way to charge. We will never be deserters!"

The eyes of more than a hundred cavalry soldiers suddenly became hot, and Wang Pu's words made them tremble from the depths of their souls. Except for Wang Pu's confidant servants, other veterans and gangsters had never seen a commander like Wang Pu, nor had they heard pre-war lectures like Wang Pu.

In the past, the generals that these veterans and gangsters saw were always high and always faster than everyone in wars. Only Wang Pu was different from them. Usually, Wang Pu was like their brothers. When they encountered a war, no matter how dangerous the situation was, Wang Pu would never think of the first thing he thought of was not to escape, but...attack!

"I don't care about other people's soldiers. But I, Wang Pu, are not a coward!" Wang Pu's waist knife gently pulled down, and then shouted loudly, "The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road, but you are the man, just follow me... kill!"

After putting this sentence, Wang Pu held the horse's belly with both legs, and raised his head and neighed with a sad voice, shook his four hooves and ran forward. The earth under his feet was backing back like a tide. In the direction of the iron hooves, the black Mongolian cavalry was surging like a tide, sweeping over the withered and yellow grass.

Seeing Wang Pu riding alone, the fire in the hearts of the veterans and gangsters started to burn. This tragic picture is forever frozen in their memories, and from then on, it will never be forgotten! The thunderous sound sounded in the veterans and gangsters' minds. Are you a man?

Of course!

Since you are a man, why are you still standing there? Follow the general to kill his Mongolian grandma!

"Dry!"

"kill!"

"Fuck him a turtle son!"

Scarface, Xiaoqi, Lu Liu, the remaining sixty cavalry servants and more than a hundred veterans, shouted at the top of their lungs, rode their horses and raised their swords, following Wang Pu to meet the Mongolian cavalry surging ahead. The north wind was strong and the dead grass was bleak. The heaven and earth were filled with the tragic aura of heroes that never returned.

In front of the Mongolian cavalry.

Banktu rushed forward with a fierce sword, slashing the head of a Ming army defeated soldier. He looked up suddenly and suddenly found that a small group of cavalry had appeared on the grassland ahead, and the other Ming army was defeated like a mountain, but the cavalry was like a rock in the countercurrent, still standing still.

Banktu's eyes instinctively fell on the large flag in front of the Ming cavalry. What kind of flag was it? It had neither a liner nor a banner, but a strange blood-red pattern was painted on the plain white flag. The production was extremely rough. This could not even be called a flag.

Banktu's mind was filled with solemnity for no reason, and instinctively held the mount under his crotch. The Mongolian cavalry following Banktu also slowed down one after another. Nearly two thousand Mongolian cavalrymen first contracted in, and then lined up in two rows in front and back. In less than a moment, they formed neat cavalry formations behind Banktu.

During the pursuit just now, more than a thousand cavalrymen had already chased each other with the main force of the brigade.

At this moment, the small team of Ming cavalry in front unexpectedly launched an attack.

Banktu's eyes contracted in an instant, and he couldn't believe his eyes. The Ming army had less than 200 cavalry, so it would be fine if it didn't run away, but it would actually dare to launch an attack on nearly 2,000 Mongolian cavalry! Are these Ming cavalry tired of life? Or are they so arrogant that they thought they could defeat nearly 2,000 elite Mongolian cavalry with less than 200 cavalry?

"Warriors of the Korchin tribe!" Banktu raised the scimitar in his hand, pointed forward with a quick shout, "Use the scimitar in your hands to teach these unrestrained Nanming barbarians, so that they know that we Mongolians will always be the kings on the grassland, and no one can defeat us on the grassland, ha!"

The next moment, Banktu urged his mount under his crotch and ran away.

Behind Banktu, more than a thousand Mongolian cavalry who had already lined up their cavalry formations rode forward, waving scimitars to greet the more than a hundred Ming cavalry led by Wang Pu.

The two armies advance and meet instantly.

"Yeah!"

"Huha!"

The two Mongolian cavalrymen screamed strangely, galloping towards Wang Pu, one left and the other right, and the sharp scimitar was already raised high, and was about to fall from Wang Pu's body. Two cold lights rose from behind Wang Pu and penetrated into the throats of the two Mongolian cavalry like lightning. The strong bodies of the two Mongolian cavalry suddenly shook, and then fell from the horse's back.

The two Mongolian cavalrymen hit the ground with their heads, and Wang Pu faintly heard the sound of a broken cervical spine.

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and another row of Mongolian cavalry came to attack. The sharp scimitar raised by the Mongolian cavalry that was facing Wang Pu, slashing down from Wang Pu's neck.

Wang Pu roared, raised the hard knife in his hand, and heard a crisp sound of the scimitar in the Mongolian cavalry's hand that had been broken into two pieces. The ground knife in Wang Pu's hand was unscathed, and a shrill scream immediately sounded from behind Wang Pu's head. Wang Pu didn't have to look back and knew that the Mongolian cavalry had just died under Lu Liu's hands.

In an instant, the Ming cavalry rushing forward and the Mongolian cavalry chasing were like two huge waves colliding head-on, and bright blood flowers bloomed in an instant. In front of the two armies, people were tilted up and horses, and their broken limbs and bodies were flying all over the sky with their hideous heads. The howlings of soldiers and the sad neighs of war horses suddenly resounded through the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the two cavalrymen who were surging in an attack had already crossed over and dropped more than fifty corpses.

Although the Mongolians had an absolute advantage in military strength, their formation was relatively wide, and less than 500 cavalry actually fought head-on with the Ming cavalry. Moreover, the Mongolian cavalry had just experienced a long-distance marching, and the defeated Ming army had consumed a lot of physical strength, and they were at a disadvantage in their physical ability. Therefore, the two sides had a draw.

“Well…”

Wang Pu stopped his mount under his crotch and slowly turned his horse. The remaining 120 Ming soldiers also turned their horses and lined up again behind Wang Pu.

The brief and fierce confrontation just now obviously consumed a lot of physical strength from the Ming army soldiers. They would ride on horseback and pant like dogs. However, their morale was unprecedentedly high. It is estimated that even if Wang Pu wanted to attack Korqin Khanting in Sanbulachuan at this time, they would follow without hesitation.

Any kind of general will have any kind of soldiers!

Wang Puzheng changed his veterans and gangsters bit by bit with his fierce image and bloody style. The cold heart in the hearts of the veterans became hot again because of Wang Pu's performance. Although the process of casting the military soul was long, it had a good start.

The fierce battle just now also consumed a lot of energy for Wang Pu. He gasped and slowly raised his waist.

Not far ahead, the commander of the Mongolian cavalry, Banktu, also slowly raised the scimitar in his hand. Seeing that the fierce attack of the cavalry was about to take place again, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded at the left and right wings at the same time. The Mongolian cavalry and the Ming cavalry who were waiting for the battle turned their heads and looked around at the same time. A small team of Ming cavalry arrived on each of the left and right wings.

"General. Bei Zhicheng was ordered to come and gather together!"

"General, the black tiger in Beizhi was ordered to come and gather together!"

The two generals rushed to Wang Pu and responded sternly. The two hundred-man teams following the two were exactly two hundred of the eight hundred horse thieves.

Wang Pu shouted loudly: "Return to the team!"

"yes!"

Cheng Zhuang and Heihu agreed and led their respective 100-man teams to quickly join the cavalry formation behind Wang Pu.

Wang Pu was very calm. With the addition of these two hundred cavalry new forces, his troops increased to more than three hundred cavalry. Although he was still at a disadvantage compared to the Mongolian cavalry, it was not as obvious as before.

"Brothers..." Wang Pu slowly raised his sword and shouted sternly, "I still say the same thing. As a man, as a soldier, even if he dies, he will have to turn his penis to the sky, and even if he dies, he will die on the charge. None of my Wang Pu's soldiers are cowards, so we will never be deserters!"

"Yes, we will never be deserters!"

"General, we are all good soldiers!"

"General, don't worry, we are not a coward!"

More than a hundred cavalry soldiers who had experienced a bloody battle of life and death looked excited and responded one after another. The two hundred cavalry and horse thieves just joined the camp were also moved by the emotions and momentum of the veterans and gangsters. They couldn't help but shout, the crowd was in agitation, and the scorching murderous intent spread everywhere on the grassland with the bitter north wind.

Hundreds of steps away, in front of the Mongolian cavalry.

Banktu's pupils contracted sharply, and he strongly felt the murderous aura that was revealed on the Ming cavalry. This Ming cavalry was very different from other Ming armies. Banktu had never seen such a Ming army. Such a Ming army made him feel scared. Yes, he felt scared!

In front of the Ming cavalry.

Wang Pu slowly raised the knife in his hand, and a cold murderous intent rose again on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, Wang Pu's roar sounded again between heaven and earth: "The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road, and if you are a man, follow me... kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Kill!"

Before Wang Pu's shouting, more than 300 Ming soldiers behind him were already yelling at the same time.

Amid the deafening shouts, Wang Pu held the horse's belly with both legs and drove the horse forward. At the same time, he swung the waist knife in his hand forward. More than 300 Ming soldiers immediately felt like they had broken the flood in the embankment. Following Wang Pu, he swept towards the Mongolian cavalry who were waiting for battle in front of him.

Banktu showed unprecedented solemnity on his face. Faced with the high morale and murderous Ming cavalry, he made the most wrong decision in his life - to retreat!

"Retreat! The entire army retreats!"

At the order of Banktu, nearly two thousand Mongolian cavalry turned their horses and began to retreat.

A strange picture appeared on the grassland. Nearly two thousand Mongolian cavalry were chasing less than four hundred Ming cavalry and fleeing. Although the Mongols took the initiative to retreat, in the eyes of Datong defeated and Tumotes in unknown details, the fact is that less than four hundred Ming cavalry defeated nearly two thousand Mongolian cavalry!

The shock of the Datong defeated soldiers was decisive. The defeated soldiers who were still running just now turned into vicious wolves and turned around and came back. When the situation was wrong, they ran faster than anyone else. But when there were cheap things to be detected, they were cruel and warlike than anyone else.

In fact, Banktu made the land decision without any mistake, avoiding the enemy's edge. Killing and killing the enemy in a large number of guerrillas has always been a classic tactic for Mongolian cavalry to be the only one in the world. It was through this guerrilla tactic that the Mongolian cavalry swept across the Eurasian continent and destroyed hundreds of farming civilizations.

But this time the situation is different. The Ming cavalry led by Wang Pu is either a veteran soldier and a ruffian from all kinds of battles or a loud horse thieves who robbed the house. They can be said to be the most elite light cavalry in the history of the Ming Dynasty. In terms of cavalry and shooting skills, they are even better than Mongolian cavalry!

More importantly, Banktu used guerrilla tactics in the wrong place. In addition to the Korchin Cavalry and Wang Pu's more than 300 cavalry, there were more than 10,000 Datong defeated soldiers who had not yet been wiped out. In addition, Wang Pu's more than 3,000 elite cavalry were coming from all directions to assist in the battle.

Although there were also continuous Mongolian cavalry chasing and returning to the team, there were more Ming cavalrymen who returned to the team.

The Mongolian cavalry originally wanted to retreat while killing the Ming army, but the opposite was true. During the retreat and pursuit, the Mongolian cavalry not only did not kill and injure the Ming army in large quantities, but were killed and injured by the Ming army in large quantities. When Wang Pu's subordinates gathered almost 3,000 cavalrymen, Banktu finally realized that the situation was hopeless. He decisively gave up the fight with the Ming army. He fled in panic with the remaining 800 remaining cavalry soldiers.

The terrain on the battlefield has once again undergone a dramatic reversal.

The terrible scene of Wang Pu leading less than 400 cavalry to "chasing" two thousand Mongolian cavalry crazily shocked the souls of the Datong defeated soldiers. The defeated soldiers who were still fleeing in panic turned into brave soldiers in a blink of an eye. They shouted, waved their empty fists, turned around and killed them again.

The poor Tumote women and children fell from heaven to hell again. The Korchin cavalry just appeared failed to save their fate, but they paid a heavier price...
To be continued...