Zhu Houzhao shouted and rushed forward.

After so many years of riding and shooting, I only felt happy when I rode a horse in this desert.

Although it was cold and the cold wind blew, the face hurt, but Zhu Houzhao was breathing white breath in his mouth, but his blood was already boiling.

After thinking about it for ten years, now I finally got what I want.

Dada da... Dada da...

The soldiers behind him rose and fell as the horse galloped.

On the opposite horizon, black dots appeared.

Obviously... the Tatars opposite were still waiting and hesitating.

Ge Tailu was ordered to go to Hexi for a walk. There were not many people, only hundreds of them. The purpose was to go around Hexi and return to the desert. The Khan's goal was Datong, and the team of heroes he brought seemed to be idle after going to Hexi.

They were not in a hurry to rush back immediately, but stopped and stopped.

When they heard the sound of horse hooves and saw a cavalry team in the distance, they were not alert. After all,... in their hearts, there was no enemy in this desert. Perhaps... they were some small nomadic tribes nearby. If they met, it would be fine. They could go to their tent to warm their bodies and drink a few sips of milk wine.

But when the cavalry on the opposite side gets closer and closer...

Only then did Ge Tailu realize something was wrong.

He narrowed his eyes and tried hard to aim at the rushing cavalry team.

After a long time... he woke up something, with a look of horror on his face: "Han Army! Han Army!"

This loud shout.

Ge Tailu was shocked. There was a Han army here. This was an unprecedented event. It was unprecedented in the past few decades.

He suddenly showed a ferocious face, and hurriedly drove the horse, then took out the bow and arrow: "Follow me to kill the Han army."

After hearing this, the cavalry responded to their orders, and they were all very powerful. In the desert, they never took the Han army seriously. In their minds, the so-called Han army was just a joke.

They shouted and got on their horses one after another.

Ge Tailu laughed to the sky: "Changshengtian really blessed the Great Khan. Today he encountered the Han army here, and today... he broke them into pieces."

He slowly plucked the horse.

But right across from...

More than a thousand iron cavalry were coming like a whirlwind. Zhang Yuanxi did not hesitate and observed a distance of more than 300 steps. His body was rising and falling on the bumpy horse, but his heart was calm. A lame leg was tied to the horse, which instead fixed him on the horse's back. He took the bow and took the arrow from the quiver beside the saddle. The cold star flew across his eyes, but in a flash, he opened the bow.

Arrows flew out like meteors.

The war horses under the seat still raised their hooves and knocked on the grassland that reflected the loess.

Ge Tailu laughed, cheered up and shouted: "Kill him..."

The next syllable suddenly stagnated.

These Tatars who were ready to try were already eager to try, just waiting for Ge Tailu to give an order.

But suddenly... besides the sound of horse hooves from far to near, it was a terrible silence.

A feather arrow shot straight into Ge Tailu's heart in a blink of an eye.

The arrow came from a very powerful momentum and quickly penetrated Ge Tailu's heart. The remaining momentum had not disappeared, and it was actually alive. With inertia, Ge Tailu was stabbed off the horse.

Ge Tailu flew down like a kite with broken strings, and his body like an iron tower suddenly fell to the ground, and his heart... was full of red blood, soaking the fur on his chest.

These guys are all crazy!

Bloody rain floated in the sky.

As countless iron cavalry came to the scene, the situation was concluded in a flash.

...

"Kill." Zhu Houzhao was restless and burst into tears with excitement. The knife in his hand collided with the weapons of the Tatars opposite. He was very powerful and actually knocked away the weapons of the Tatars opposite. Then, with a long sword, the Tatars opposite was flattened.

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After a stick of incense, the shouts of killing stopped.

Zhu Houzhao was panting and turned over and dismounted.

Under his feet, a Tatar man was moaning, covering the wound on his abdomen, looking at Zhu Houzhao pitifully.

Zhu Houzhao stepped forward and said in Tatar, "Give you some fun!"

Zhu Houzhao knew Tatar language, and even Sanskrit, and could barely speak Japanese language. It seemed... as long as he thought everyone might be the enemy, he would probably know the enemy's language.

Of course, Zhu Houzhao's language talent was not brought by Fang Jifan.

In history, this famous Ming Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty was indeed familiar with and mastered many languages. Zhu Houzhao learned Tatar language when he was urinating and understood the customs of Hui people. Zhengde even personally made a lot of porcelain with palindromes and named himself Shaji Aolan; he learned the monks of the Espanyama, and learned Sanskrit. Since then, the Franji people began to contact the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Houzhao seemed to be interested in Franji and had also learned Franji.

This guy has a wide range of hobbies and is rare in the world.

And whatever he thinks is interested in, he will be very serious in learning and has a strong learning ability.

After Zhu Houzhao said a Tatar to the Tatar, the Tatar's eyes instantly burst into tears. Perhaps it was pain or other reasons. He closed his eyes, trembling, willing to lead his neck to be killed.

Zhu Houzhao did not hesitate anymore, and stabbed the long sword in his hand. The blade pierced the Tatar's throat. Zhu Houzhao put the knife away. As the blade was pulled out, a ball of blood mist suddenly spewed out. The bloody knife was then retracted into the scabbard.

Zhu Houzhao looked up and looked at the corpse all over the ground.

After exhaling, Zhu Houzhao made a sound: "Ou Ye!"

This sentence is strange and a bit twisted.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't understand why Fang Jifan liked Ouye, Ouye, and he learned bad things with this guy.

"Your Highness, four hundred and twenty-one people were killed! Nineteen people were killed or injured on our side."

"Oh." Zhu Houzhao nodded, his face was cruel and ruthless.

Looking at the soldiers smiling.

But it seems... Zhu Houzhao was not excited about this result.

He frowned: "I have killed four."

He couldn't help but look around: "Where is Liu's partner?"

In the distance, Liu Jin pulled a Tatar war horse and began to search for a bag hanging on the saddle. He found jerky from it, took out one of the jerky pieces. He licked it with his tongue... without salt, it tasted...it could be eaten.
Chapter completed!