Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Xie Sixteen was a scout for a hundred household officials. Since the construction of the city in Hami, he led his subordinates to travel back and forth between Hami and Yiliba.

　　 The long-term sentry made him gradually promoted from the general banner officer to the hundred household officer, but the horse was changed countless times, and his subordinates also changed countless times.

　　 There was still no trace of the enemy ahead, Xie Shilu looked back at his subordinates, and looked at the faces that were gradually becoming familiar.

　　 He knew that after this time, some people under his command would disappear, and then some people would come in.

　　 This is fate, this is the battle formation!

　　 "Found the enemy ride!"

　　 An observation sergeant in the team suddenly called out.

　　 Xie Shilu raised his binoculars to look, and saw the other party galloping over three hundred riders, and said: "Retreat!"

　　 He rushed to the left first, and his subordinates followed closely. A banner officer rushed up and shouted: "My lord, let's do it, let's see how many people they have come."

　　 Xie Shizuo turned around first, and then waved his horse whip, and a welt mark appeared on the face of the flag officer beside him.

The banner officer screamed, and when he was puzzled, Xie Sixteen cursed: "What's the matter! One hundred to three hundred, how do you rush through? How do you rush back to report if you suddenly pass? You idiot, you just want to do more. Kill the enemy, don't think about using life-killing means!"

　　 The general banner officer slowed down when he was scolded, and Xie Shili shouted: "Blow the trumpet!"

　　 The desolate horn sounded, and the coalition cavalry began to accelerate as they shouted.

　　 The two sides chased all the way. When they saw the Ming army brigade, the coalition scouts slowed down and then cruised around, but they refused to back off.

　　 Li Ying said, "What's the matter! Your lord, they have more scouts than us, and the supply of this route is not easy to get! Are they rich?"

　　Yang Xiong shook his head and said: "Samarkand controls many places, including farmland, so they are cheaper than us in terms of supplies."

"grown ups!"

　　 Without yelling, Yang Xiong could already see the swarming enemy troops.

　　 "My lord, there are more than three thousand people! Did Gou Ri's charming flesh give them manpower?"

　　 The enemy army in the distance started to slow down. This was not fear, but rested the horse.

　　Yang Xiong knows this of course, so he said coldly: "Let’s rest first, this is the advantage. They are crowded, this is also the advantage. But they think we dare not take the initiative to attack, what is this?"

　　 There was blood in Li Ying's eyes, and he drew his sword and shouted: "My lord, kill it!"

　　 Yang Xiong stared at the approaching enemy army, and shouted, "Da Ming is victorious!"

　　 The war horse hissed, the horse's hoof landed, and then it accelerated forward.

　　 "Da Ming Wansheng!"

　　 Li Ying held up his long sword and shouted like other soldiers, and then followed closely.

　　 Two thousand to three thousand, the Ming army actually launched an attack, which surprised the coalition soldiers who were slowing down and rested their horses.

　　 But just as the two sides fought many times before, the coalition generals did not hesitate at all, and did not lead their subordinates to look for fighters in a roundabout way.

　　 "Kill the enemy!"

　　 Maybe the two sides have fought too many times, so there is no passionate collision.

　　 After the cold command, the two sides galloped towards each other.

　　 "Let the arrow!"

　　 As soon as the distance is reached, the two sides start to strike the enemy remotely with bows and arrows.

　　 So the warhorse screamed and fell, and the soldier screamed at the center of the arrow...

　　Because the horse speed is too fast, the Ming army's grenade can't work either.

　　 But Yang Xiong has more powerful methods.

　　 The more than one hundred Ming troops who had been dragging at the back had stopped. After dismounting, they quickly assembled with the things they carried.

　　 Just as the two sides were about to collide together, a hundred household officials shouted: "Check!"

　　The little things that are quickly assembled are small trebuchets.

　　 These two small trebuchets, designed by Zhu Fang himself, are shining with the brilliance of metal in the sun.

　　 The leads of several grenades were entangled, and the trebuchet was ready.

　　 "Ignite!"

　　 Huozhezi approached, and the fuse suddenly exploded.

　　 The grenade fell into the middle of the enemy army and exploded. As soon as the morale of the enemy army was hit, the two sides collided.

　　 "Da Ming Wansheng!"

　　 Yang Xiong rushed in first, raising the knife and dropping it. As the head of the opposite man flew up, a coalition officer shouted, "It's that bear!"

　　 Yang Xiong’s long knife is not a standard, but a specially crafted super long knife.

　　 And his long knife turned out to be double-edged, it looked like a very large epee.

　　 The long knife slashed left and right, no matter what weapon it was, it was not withstand a single blow.

　　 As the highest officer of the Hami garrison, Yang Xiong shouldn't lead a team to sweep the opponent's rangers, but out of ten, he has to come at least six or seven times.

　　 He is like an arrow, rushing towards the middle of the coalition forces.

　　 "It's that bear!"

　　 On the battlefield, the coalition soldiers began to fear, facing the front arrow, they began to avoid them on both sides.

　　噗!

　　 Yang Xiong was able to kill him. After slashing and killing the enemy on the right, the enemy on the left screamed strangely. He was frightened and flew up from the horse, preparing to take Yang Xiong off the horse.

　　 Yang Xiong yelled, and the long knife slapped it out.

　　 There are no tricks to fight on the battlefield. The so-called tricks are nothing more than summing up their best methods after a life-and-death fight.

　　 But everyone’s methods are different, so a set of swords is suitable for you, but not necessarily suitable for others.

　　 The spine of the long sword slapped heavily on the face of the enemy who leaped over.

　　 That face flattened as if it had been shot by a meteorite.

　　 After Yang Xiong shot this enemy flying, he saw that there was already a smooth road ahead.

　　 A few more white cotton-like clouds in the sky blocked the sun, and suddenly a few more shadows appeared on the endless grassland.

　　 In the shadow, the verdant grass was blown by the breeze, bending slightly.

　　 A breath of earth and grass blows through, making people fascinated.

　　 "Da Ming Wansheng!"

　　 When Yang Xiong's huge long knife was raised again, the subordinates who had followed him and turned their heads shouted in unison.

　　 "Retreat!"

　　The coalition generals gritted their teeth and gave orders ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then scolded: "He actually hid his banner, the bear actually learned to deceive and became a fox!"

　　 The coalition army began to flee to the distance, and the Ming army chasing from behind also launched a flag.

　　 "It's that bear!"

　　 also tried to control the city head inside, and those people who watched the battle all the way were looking at the constantly moving flag.

　　 "The bear is here, send someone out of the city, and send thirty...no, fifty sheep!"

　　 The chief gritted his teeth, but it was not hatred, but reluctance.

　　 A small tribe with thousands of people, fifty sheep is a huge sum of money.

　　 So when the Ming army came back from hunting down, a group of white cloud-like sheep blocked the way.

　　 "I have seen a respectable adult, this is a little bit of our heart."

　　 The shepherd who came to'give the gift' looked at the **** Yang Xiong with trembling, for fear that he would let his subordinates trample himself into flesh when he was angry.

　　 Yang Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "But it was poisoned?"

"Help……"

　　 Daming dialect that the shepherd understands, so he was sent out.

　　 Seeing him on the ground immediately calling for help, Yang Xiong relieved his doubts and said, "The whole army dismounted to eat."

　　 The shepherd lay face down on the grass and shivered, and gradually there were more voices around him, and the screams of sheep.

　　 He raised his head quietly, and saw Yang Xiong talking to someone.

　　 "The scout stared at them, and returned to the report after the two-day journey, and then we went back to Hami for repairs and waited for the next time."

　　 After Yang Xiong finished his order, he said uncomfortably: "This group of coalition forces are not high in morale, and they collapsed at a rush. Are they no one?"