"Captain, be careful!"

A sharp arrow flew past Qi Jin, but Qi Jin didn't realize anything. He slowly took the helmet belt behind him and said solemnly: "Girl! Since you are not unwilling to close your eyes, then just watch someone kill the Tatar beast with your own eyes!"

In everyone's surprise eyes, Qi Jin carried the woman's body behind her and fixed it with a rope before standing upright.

He looked around the twenty postmen and said, "The royal postmen obey the orders and follow me to kill all the Tatar beasts!"

After saying that, he pulled down the mask on his helmet, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes. The postmen were ready and followed Qi Jin closely.

"Kill!" Without any extra nonsense, Qi Jin took the lead in killing out of the big tent. The Tatars who were still shooting arrows outside did not react at all, and were chopped down several people, and the formation suddenly became in chaos.

"Boom! Boom!"

It seemed as if it was cooperating with Qi Jin and others, the explosives placed in the stable made a shocking sound. The flames soared into the sky, and the air waves overturned everything around. More than a dozen horses were thrown into the sky, and even the earth was shaking constantly.

The Tatars had never seen such an explosion, and they were all at a loss on the spot. Some people thought it was the gods who were angry and quickly knelt down to pray for the gods' forgiveness.

As the explosion disappeared, a shrill neighed by the war horses, and then more and more war horses roared.

Tens of thousands of war horses were completely rioted after a brief silence. They broke through the fence and ran wildly among the camps.

Anything that stood in front of them was shattered, and the panicked Tatars were completely in chaos.

The central army was attacked and Dacilihan was missing. In addition, the war horse riots were rioted after the explosion. At this moment, no one was willing to stay in the camp and just wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

At this moment, a fire dragon gradually accelerated from afar and rushed towards the Tatar camp. The sound of rolling wheels seemed to crush the hearts of the Tatars, making people breathless.

Li Fan stood on the brightly lit chariot, waved the flag, and shouted loudly: "Kill! Kill all the Tatars, don't let them run away!"

The shouts of killing resounded throughout the night sky, and the postmen turned into death, harvesting the lives of the Tatars all the time. The chariots rushed back and forth in the Tatar camp like dragons, knocking and crushing the enemies who dared to stand in front of them.

The shouts of killing did not subside until dawn, and the Tatar camp with ten thousand people was in a mess, with corpses everywhere.

When Li Fan found Qi Jin, the guy was sitting on a corpse and gasping for breath, as if he had been fished out of blood.

Qi Jin trembled and took off the body behind him, put it in front of Li Fan and said, "Li Fan! She finally has her eyes closed! Even the women in her own country cannot be protected. We are in vain to be a soldier!"

Tears as big as beans flowed out from Qi Jin's eyes, silenced the postmen who were still filled with joy on their faces.

The victory brought only endless sorrow and unforgettable hatred to the postmen.

After listening to the story of a woman, Li Fan was silent for a moment and made a decision ~ Slaughter the Tatars, Lei Jingguan!

Not many of Dacilihan's 10,000 team died at the hands of the postmen, only about two thousand people. The number of people who were trampled on by war horses was similar to this one. More than three thousand people gave up resistance and were captured by the postmen. Only a few lucky ones could escape from the postmen's pursuit.

The captives never thought that the Ming people who had always advocated benevolence and righteousness would kill prisoners, thinking that they would be taken back to the Ming Dynasty, either surrendered, or redeemed by Tatar envoys.

When the butcher's knife was raised high, the prisoners realized that things were not good, but in front of the red-eyed postmen, everything was a foregone conclusion.

Crying bitterly and begging for mercy on the ground, it would not touch the hearts of the postmen. Only killing can calm their hearts.

An hour later, there were thousands of headless corpses on the grassland, and there were many Jingguans several meters high at Helan Pass.

...

Bu Shitu was awakened by the defeated soldiers in the early morning. When he learned that Dacilihan's 10,000-man team was wiped out, he could not believe in his ears.

Dacilihan is his confidant, and the ten thousand people he commands are among the elite. How could he be wiped out overnight?

It was too late for Bushitu to control the news. The news of bloodthirsty devils slaughtering the Tatars with fire dragons everywhere in the camp.

Those who fled back swear to tell how terrible the fire dragon is, how cruel the bloodthirsty devil is, and the thunder that swept the entire camp was even more said to be a divine punishment by them.

For a moment, various news flew around in the camp, and Bu Shitu couldn't calm down even if he killed several people.

In desperation, Bu Shitu had to speed up the marching and wanted to rush through the Helan Pass as soon as possible. As long as he went over, he was still Taiji who was traversing the grassland.

"Why stop?" Bu Shitu, who was thinking about how to swallow other leaders, suddenly opened his eyes.

For some reason, when we were already looking at Helan Mountain from afar, the army stopped, and there was a faint noisy sound in front of us.

Not long after, someone came to report. After hearing the news, Bu Situ's face became extremely gloomy.

When the horse came to the front of the team, without anyone reminding him, Bu Situ saw a tall Jingguan. Seeing countless ferocious heads on Jingguan, even Bu Situ took a breath.

When did the Ming people kill them like this? Didn’t they all pay attention to benevolence, righteousness and morality? Who was the general who killed them like this? Aren’t he afraid of impeachment by the Ming court?

Just as Bushitu lowered his head and pondered, a voice woke him up: "Look! The one on the top is Dacilihan!"

Bu Shitu quickly looked up and looked at the top of Jingguan. The white banner blown by the wind fell down, and Dacilihan's head was placed at the top, with nine big bloody words written below.

Those who offend our Ming Dynasty will be punished even if they are far away!

Looking at these words, Bu Shitu couldn't help but shivered. He seemed to have seen the night of killing, and his face became even more ugly.

He was very particular and let out a roar: "Come here! Break out of the Helan Pass and let's go back to the grassland!"

However, this roar seemed a little lacking in confidence, and the responses around him seemed weak, and there was no previous momentum at all.

Bu Shitu Face Camp did not even set up and immediately ordered an attack on Helan Pass. Because he knew that he had been in the Hetao area for too long, and once the Ming reinforcements arrived, he did not open the Helan Pass, and everything was over.

The Helan Pass was originally a key defense location for the Ming border troops, and the rebellion of the Hubai River allowed the Tatars to easily break through here and break into the Hetao area.

The originally built Guancheng had been destroyed by the Tatars, leaving only a piece of rubble. After Li Fan led the postmen to arrive, he built the temporary Guancheng.

Guancheng, which was made of stones, looked very thin and shaky, as if he could collapse with one push.

Seeing this, Bu Situ's confidence increased greatly and ordered: "Warriors! Who would be willing to flatten the Helan Pass and avenge my Tatar warriors?"
Chapter completed!