surnamed Wang

Chapter 88 Reinforcement
Since Wang Bingzhen came to Kaipingwei, he has experienced several battles, big and small, and each time he rushed to the front and fought with his life. This is also the reason why he was able to become a hundred households in just one year.

Every time he wandered between life and death, his combat power also improved rapidly. In terms of ability to fight alone, he is not inferior to any thousand households in the army.

But the battlefield is not dominated by one person, and Wang Bingzhen's ability to achieve the current hundred households is already very remarkable.

In the first confrontation with Halba, although Wang Bingzhen stubbornly resisted the blow, he still felt that the tiger's mouth was a little numb, and the two passed by immediately. With one move back to the carbine, the opponent was obviously prepared, and the attack was deflected with a single swing of the knife.

Halba turned his horse's head, and exclaimed in surprise: "Boy, the posture is not bad, but it's a pity that it's a bit off."

He has fought countless people in his life. At Wang Bingjin's age, it is not easy to have such a skill. From what he sees, although the other party's talent is not as good as that boy named Pu, if he is given some time, he will definitely grow up. It is a serious problem for Beitu's confidant, so this person must die.

Halba made up his mind and took the lead to charge towards Wang Bingju with his knife.

Wang Bingzhen didn't dare to underestimate him, he saw the murderous intent in the opponent's eyes, so he pulled up his spear and charged towards him.

The collision between the two was more intense than before. Wang Bingpin stabbed at Halba first with his long spear, and the latter sneered coldly and dodged sideways. When it was round, it hit Halba.

Although Halba was shaken for a bit, he still bent down quickly and narrowly escaped. The body of the gun just brushed his nose and swept over. I'm afraid his head will be blown out directly.

Seeing that the move was missed, Wang Bingxuan hurriedly drew his gun to defend, the next moment the scimitar drew a circle and slashed on the handle of the gun, once again there were fierce sparks, both sides were shocked.

Seeing that Halba, who missed a blow, sat up straight, "Boy, you have some strength, but you actually hold a pure iron gun handle."

Wang Bingzhen shook the spear in his hand, he didn't take it seriously, his spear was specially made, he used the saber given to him by Wang Bingquan when he was a soldier before, and after he was promoted to a hundred households, he melted the saber and made it into a better sword. A spear suitable for horse fighting.

The whole body of the spear is made of pure iron. The handle of the spear can not only resist chopping, but also be extremely powerful and heavy when wielding it.

In order to make the enemy relax and achieve the goal of winning by surprise, he also deliberately painted the handle of the gun with wood color paint to cover it.

Unknowingly, the horse battle between Wang Bingzhen and Harba had lasted for nearly half an hour, both of them had more or less wounds on their bodies, and the surrounding soldiers also gave way tacitly to allow them to fight .

Halba is nearly fifty years old. Although he has been hiding his strengths in the rear for a long time, his physical strength and endurance are much worse than that of Wang Bingchen who is standing right now. At this time, he is lying on the horseback and breathing heavily , gasping for breath without forgetting to shake the other party's heart:
"Boy, what are you doing so hard? My North Turkistan reinforcements will arrive soon, and you will all be finished by then. Instead of being buried with a country that will eventually collapse, it is better to surrender earlier. According to your ability, I can completely ask the Great Khan I'll give you the rank of general."

Wang Bingqin's condition was not much better either. He had already lost a lot of physical strength in the previous battles, and now he was resting on the ground with the tip of his spear on the horseback to recover his physical strength.

The words of the enemy did not affect him at all, he sneered:
"Don't worry, even if I do not escape death in the end, I will hold you as my back."

"Since you are ignorant, don't blame me!" Halba narrowed his eyes, his tone serious.

He drew out the scimitar again, and slapped the horse hard with the back of the knife. The horse raised its hooves and rushed forward under the pain.

Seeing the other party rushing over again, Wang Bingzhen did not hesitate, pulled out the long spear stuck in the ground and rode out, the weapons in their hands collided again.

The fierce battle is raging here, and it is the same in other places. At this time, there are only more than [-] people left in the Dynasty Army, and several people from thousands of households have died one after another. But what is amazing is that the current command of the Gan Army is not the only remaining There are hundreds of thousands of households, but a face-to-face captain.

The person in command is Hu Zi, Hu Zi has a unique way of fighting, with endless tactics and tricky angles, and can always achieve a surprising effect of winning, so he is gradually seen by Qian Hu, who is in command of the entire battlefield.

The so-called heroes come out of troubled times. Seeing that the situation is not good, Qianhu discussed with several other generals. In the end, the responsibility of commander was inexplicably handed over to Huzi, and he became a hero who emerged in the chaos. .

Huzi's bewilderment at the beginning has completely disappeared, replaced by extremely skilled command and control. Not only has the situation gradually stabilized, but there is also a faint momentum of overtaking.

On the other side, the battle between Wang Bingzhen and Halba also came to an end at this time. Wang Bingzhen shot through Halba's chest at the cost of serious injuries. Halba's eyes widened in disbelief. , Died at the hands of a small hundred households.

Wang Bingxuan cut off Halba's head, put it on the spear point, held his bleeding chest, and rode his horse to show it to the public.

Seeing this, the North Turkistan army let down their momentum, and was gradually countered by the dynasty army with less than half the number.

At this moment, a tidy sound came from the west of the battlefield. After listening carefully, it was the sound of horseshoes, and there were a lot of people. Which side of the people.

Soon, a group of figures appeared on the western horizon. As time went by, the figures gradually grew larger, and the two sides in the battlefield could see clearly the attire of the coming people.

"Brothers hold on, support is here!" the first person in the Gan family's army shouted.

"kill!"

Immediately afterwards, ten people, hundreds of people, and thousands of people shouted, the momentum of Gan's army was unprecedentedly high for a while, and as one ebbed and the other ebbed and flowed, some Beitu soldiers had already begun to throw away their helmets and armor and prepare to flee, and the trend of fleeing quickly spread throughout the north. In the camp of the sudden army, gradually, an incredible scene appeared on the battlefield:
The Dynasty Army, with less than 5000 men, drove more than [-] North Turkistan troops around.

The dynasty reinforcements who came on horseback soon approached. Their outfits were different from ordinary soldiers. Perhaps because of the speed of marching, they didn't even wear armor with their horses.

The strangest thing is that no one is carrying a long weapon, but a musket with a strange shape.

I saw reinforcements standing on horseback, aiming at the fleeing North Turkistan army. After an order, the hundred people in the front row pulled the trigger first, and then the second row drove forward and fired another salvo, and the first row took advantage of the opportunity. Change ammunition at the rear.

(End of this chapter)