Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Fang Xing's image at this time was very embarrassed, but when he walked forward, the soldiers were looking at him with reverence.

In the previous situation, most of them would choose to attack indiscriminately after changing to other generals.

Don’t say anything about being intolerable, don’t you see that many generals in history believe in ‘one general’s accomplishment and ten thousand bones withered’!

But Fang Xingkong had a crock bomb, but didn't use it, so he was willing to take the risk to rescue his subordinates himself.

What spirit is this?

Facing these gazes, Fang Xing just grinned at the corners of his mouth, and then when he saw the corpses of the enemy and us in front of him, he gritted his teeth and asked: "Report the casualties."

Dong Pi's left hand wound has been treated, and he said with a sullen face: "One hundred and seventy-five dead, thirty-one injured."

My soldier!

Fang Xing gritted his teeth and shouted with crimson eyes: "Let the folks go and find the brothers! Even the lost things...find it back!"

Those cavalry slashing condescendingly, most of them will choose the neck. But when the neck has armor, the arm becomes the first target of attack.

As long as the arm of the Ming army is cut, the Oala can attack from behind them calmly.

When the corpses with severed hands were brought back, Fang Xing lowered his head and tried his best to hold back the tears not to slide down.

"revenge!"

An abrupt voice sounded in the queue, Fang Xing raised his head and saw that everyone's eyes were red.

This army stayed together for a long time, training, eating, laughing and scolding together every day...

Fang Xing took a deep breath and said to Zhu Zhanji, who was looking guilty: "I turned around and killed that Li Qian."

Before Zhu Zhanji nodded, Fang Xing saw that the offensive on the right had already faded, and ordered: "Brothers, the war is not over yet, we have to continue, follow me, and kill the Oalas, for the brothers. revenge!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

Seeing his subordinates cheering up again, Fang Xing's whip pointed to the right wing.

"Old Qi, the operation of the trebuchet takes time, so immediately bring the thunder to me. If you don't blow out the feces of the Vara people today, I won't believe in this evil!"

Xin Laoqi went to the back as ordered, and immediately brought a grenade.

"Line up!"

At this time, the right wing had already shown a downward trend, and Fang Xing did not wait for orders, and directly inserted in the direction of the Chinese army, preparing to cross the Chinese army to reinforce the right wing.

"Your Majesty has personally rushed into the battle again!" At this moment, a shout came from the Chinese army.

Fang Xing was shocked, knowing that Zhu Di was an old man. He personally rushed into the battle earlier today. Does he still have the power to kill the enemy again?

But that flag can't be faked. Where the flag passed, the tsunami-like shouts of the mountains made the fighting between the two sides pause for a moment.

"Long live your majesty!"

"Long live!"

Mahamu was just under the mountain bag, his face turned pale when he saw the flag.

If other emperors come to rush into the battle, then Mahamu will laugh at this feat, just like the Tumu Fort decades later, and be fortunate that he has met an idiot-like emperor.

But who is Zhu Di?

He was the commander-in-chief of the remnants of the Mongolian Yuan who often led his army out of the prefecture when he was young!

Even if he became the emperor, Zhu Di still did not forget the threat of the direction of the grassland. Not only did he move the capital, but he also organized the northern expedition himself.

Mahamu, I am here! Do you dare to fight face to face?

Hearing the shouts of Long live, Zhu Di drew out his long sword and slanted in the direction of Mahamu with the sound of heavy riding hoofs rumbling behind him: "Kill it! Reward for those who captured the enemy chief!"

"kill!"

The power of Zhongqi is amazing. There is a reserve team of 1,000 people beside Mahamu, and everyone around him is watching him, waiting for his decision.

Is it against... or...

The battle between the two sides is approaching an hour, and the soldiers below are exhausted, just fighting with bravery.

Listening to the gradually heavy breathing around him, Mahamu knew that he could not hesitate, otherwise an indecisive leader would not be supported by the following.

What if you don't support you?

The Walla Department was sweating in name and looked at this side not far away, his eyes flickered, and the guards around him tightly surrounded him.

Remembering that both he and Alutai had killed the guys above, Mahamu blurted out after a shock, "Let the whole army make an assault and capture the Emperor Ming!"

Looking back, Mahamu smirked: "The sweat is coming today, why not lead a team to kill the enemy to revive the army?"

Fang Xing's team just rushed to the front of the formation to join Lin Qun'an and Meng Jiao, and then brushed past Zhu Di's heavy horse.

This is such an arrogant fellow!

Zhu Di unexpectedly rushed in, the long knife in his hand chopped left and right, and the heavy horse behind him immediately widened the gap.

"Catch Emperor Ming!"

Just when Zhu Di just opened the gap, an elite cavalry joined the battlefield.

Mahamu!

Zhu Di's eyes fixed on the golden armored Mahamu hiding behind, slashed the enemy's head with a sharp knife, and rushed over without hesitation.

And Fang Xing also arrived, and those scattered enemy troops that were impacted by the heavy cavalry became his tools to vent his anger.

"volley!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Zheng Heng rushed over with a sturdy man and horse, and saw that Fang Xingbu was advancing firmly, while Mahamu's elite cavalry was in front of him.

As soon as Zhu Di chopped over an enemy, he looked up and saw the heavy cavalry's offensive suffocated. Anxiously, he remembered the hundreds of heavy cavalry who accompanied Zhu Zhanji.

At this time, a few hundred more heavy knights are likely to become the last straw to overwhelm the enemy.

Where's Zhan Ki?

In the fierce battle, Zhu Di couldn't turn his head back, so he had to grit his teeth and fight, hoping to hold on to the end and defeat the most brave and courageous army on the grassland.

"Catch Emperor Ming alive!"

With this shout, the Oala people squeezed from all directions regardless of opponents in other directions.

Just catch Zhu Di, or kill him, then the Ming army will naturally be defeated.

"Want to catch me alive?"

Zhu Di didn't even claim to be me. He sneered and urged the BMW under his hips, and was about to fight again, but Fang Xing's roar came from his ears...

"The first row... salvo!"

Why did Fang wake up?

Where's Zhan Ki? Did he bring Zhan Ki?

Zhu Zhanji is here, but he can only stay by Fang Xing's side.

He won't run around this time, just watching Fang Xing blow his face with a face.

In fact, it was not Fang Xing's expression of expression, but because the wound on his waist became more and more painful, he was holding back the severe pain and commanding his face, his face was a little pale.

The front is the elite of the enemy army, and the last strength that Mahamu relies on. As long as this force is defeated, the Oala Department will inevitably be in chaos.

The remaining array of muskets absolutely couldn't stop this group of elite soldiers. Fang Xing shook his head and saw that the trebuchet behind was still on a difficult journey ~www.readwn.com~ and shook his head and said, "Grenade ready!"

Xin Laoqi listened to the order to prepare, and Fang Xing told Lin Qun'an and Meng Jiao: "When the enemy rushes for ten steps, I need you to fight back, understand?"

Today, the thousands of households in Jubaoshan have many casualties, but the other two thousands of households are unharmed.

Lin Qun'an nodded heavily and said, "Mr. Fang, please rest assured, our department will never take a step back!"

Fang Xing nodded, and then said to the heavy cavalry deputy Qianhu: "This time you have to go, remember, don't keep your energy, you must be bold when you counterattack, and cooperate with the pawns to drive the enemy out!"

Fang Xing's face was pale and his eyes were sharp, and Vice Qianhu felt that if he didn't agree, the long knife in Fang Xing's hand would really be cut off.

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