Chapter 260

Waving the iron stick in his hand, the kitten laughed: "Hey, this formation is so fun. Well, your surname is Zhang? General Zhang Shen, you lead the cavalry in the headquarters to go around them and poke him hard from behind their butts. Hahaha, I will take my brothers to them from both wings to ensure they are happy." He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and laughed: "This square formation is simple. At that time, Master Hu sees how they change the formation. Damn, are they really not supported at all?"

Several leaders of the scout team rushed over, looking at the kitten with a look of a slight look on their faces, and shook their heads: "Thu Ye, they really have no troops to support them at all. There is no cover for the rear wings, and there is no guerrilla wings. There is no army within a radius of ten miles. It seems that they are just such a team."

The kitten and the others were stunned for a long time. What was this? Is there really no support for such a large square formation? How did these people fight? Fortunately, this is a grassland. If it is a mountainous area, if they don’t send any cover troops, they can easily get them clean by ambushing them.

As he was talking, a soldier in leather armor ran out. He shouted loudly in strange Central Plains Mandarin Mandarin, "Hey, who is your commander? Our marshal is going to duel with your commander, do you dare?" With his shouting, a man covered in white plate armor, holding a long sword wide in his palm, and the horse under him was also wearing thin iron armor, and rode out of the team with a horse standing up and neighing a few times. The horses immediately had a hundred steps in front and behind.

The 20,000 Western mercenaries shouted loudly, and they couldn't speak. The kitten and the others didn't know what they were shouting, but they thought it was just words like "Long live, you will win"?

The kitten waved his hand, and Zhang Shen, whom Zhu Di sent, would lead thousands of cavalry under his command, and left the camp in a diagonal manner, and walked around the rear wing of the square formation in front of him. The square formations where these mercenaries stood were too dense, and in just about a quarter of an hour, the thousands of elite cavalry could ambush behind the butt of the square formation, and could rush out at any time to give them a fierce knife.

The kitten ran out on his horse and laughed loudly: "Are you going to fight alone with Master Hu? You are a hero, come, come, Master Hu, if I fight you with both hands, it will be bullying you. Hahaha!" His roar was like thunder, his dark face was full of warlike murderous aura, and his beards were straight, as if every hair on his body was excited.

The commander of the Western Army held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the long sword solemnly pierced into the sky. He was showing the kitten the knightly manners.

But the kitten was an unyielding Eastern general, and how could he know the rules of Western duels? He roared wildly: "Come on the general name, Master Tiger, I will stick the nameless ghost." Then he slammed out with an iron stick in his right hand, and hit the head of the Western commander. The horse under his seat was too fast. When he rushed to the front of him, the others had not yet reacted. He just watched a black storm blowing over, and then the iron stick had already landed on the commander's head.

An iron stick weighing more than a thousand pounds, plus the tens of thousands of pounds of divine power on the kitten's right hand, and the powerful impact force brought by the horse demon after running around for about a thousand pounds. When the stick went down, the Western Army Commander's head turned into a rotten watermelon, his body turned into a rotten watermelon, and the horse under his seat turned into a rotten watermelon. With a "puff" sound, even the armor on the human and horses, along with the body, were smashed by the kitten's stick, and the plasma flew more than ten feet away, as if a skin sack exploded.

After wiping the plasma from his face, the kitten howled in dissatisfaction: "Damn, how could he die with just one stick?" He raised his head suddenly and howled at the scared soldier on the ground: "Is this your commander? Is it so weak? Is there anyone more powerful? Choose a few powerful people for Master Hu to come out." By the last sentence, the kitten roared, it was really unsatisfactory. This was considered a commander? He killed with just one stick.

Especially, what the kitten found incredible was that the enemy's commander was an idiot? He rushed in front of him, and he still held the hilt of the sword and didn't know what to do. Killing an idiot was not a shameful thing.

The mercenaries were shocked by the hearts of the people. They roared angrily, just insulting the kitten without knowing the etiquette of the knight, and attacking their commander by sneak attack, not worthy of being a knight, etc. However, although they were scolding lively, the kitten could not understand a word. They could only watch more than 20,000 people squirting at them desperately, but they didn't understand what they were shouting.

Licking his mouth, the kitten raised the iron rod and howled wildly: "Brothers, kill me for Master Hu. No matter so many, damn, what are they shouting? Could it be that I'm yelling to kill well?" He smashed the soldier on the ground with a stick, and the horse demon jumped and arrived in front of the shield soldier in front.

A dozen heavy shields were placed in front of the kitten, and the angry eyes of the shield soldiers were seen. Dozens of long sting guns stabbed towards the kitten, and several axes were thrown out. The kitten laughed wildly, waved the iron stick in his hand, and a loud "Ga Beng" sounded. More than a dozen heavy iron shields were smashed into scrap iron, and broken iron pieces splashed randomly, smashing more than a hundred soldiers to their bones and fissures, and they died tragically. Suddenly, the anger in the eyes of the soldiers turned into fear.

Behind, the 10,000 elite cavalry of the broken camp followed the kitten's instructions and circled the right wing of the square formation from a distance. They did not contact the 2,500 cavalry on the right wing at all. They shot out the strong bow and crossbow in their hands at a distance of more than twenty feet. The powerful arrows were thrown far away with a harsh whistling sound, and the knights immediately howled and fell down hundreds of people.

When the Mongolian army conquered the West, it used the elite cavalry to guerrillas around and slowly grind these Western knights with strong defense and almost no power. Now, on the Mongolian grasslands, the elite cavalry of the Ming Dynasty used the same tactics to start shooting and killing Western knights who were already servants of Mongolian descendants.

Arrows cut through the sky one by one, and the soldiers and gangsters who broke the camp smiled and kept a constant distance from the two thousand knights. They watched the knights screaming and fell from the horse, but no knight could get close to the warriors who broke the camp. The sharp arrow broke through the sky, tearing open the iron plate with poor forging skills, and sank heavily into the human body, tearing his muscles and blood vessels. The blood arrow flew and another knight fell down.

Several mercenary soldiers who were roughly speaking Chinese roared angrily: "Despicable Orientals, do you still have a little dignity of a warrior? Why don't you dare to fight us head-on?" Their archers were also fighting back, but how could their crudely made bows and arrows get the range of strong bows used by the breaking camp? In particular, the armor worn by the breaking camp soldiers were all fine-scale armor made by fine craftsmanship. The quality of these arrows in the West was not good, so at most they could mark a few traces on the armor.

The two thousand five hundred Western knights on the left wing could no longer hold back. They howled angrily and rushed towards the soldiers who broke the camp.

The kitten was happily fighting among the infantry group. An iron rod seemed like a crazy dragon, bringing a black light of more than ten feet in a radius. The 'papapapapapapapapa' was heard one after another, and his brain dyed his iron rod bloody. Seeing the two thousand five hundred cavalry roared and rushed out. The kitten was so happy that he smiled, cheered, and rode his horse to greet the rolling iron stream. A burst of screams sounded from the mercenaries. In their opinion, this devil-like terrifying general must be dead.

No one can use one person's power to resist the impact of 2,500 heavy cavalry on land, especially when the heavy cavalry had all replaced the two-meter-long spears. However, the kitten is not a human, he is a demon; the horse under his seat is not a horse, but a horse demon. This cannot be calculated using common sense.

The horse demon's thigh muscles were tense, and it was so excited that it vomited thick air. It was red with its eyes and neighed to the sky, and rushed towards the 2,500 Western knights with its kitten. It was fast, indescribable. After the horse demon ran away, its speed was more than ten times faster than the horses of those heavy-armed knights. In the blink of an eye, it brought the kitten to them.

The iron rod hung on Desheng hook, the kitten pulled out the tiger roaring knife. He smiled strangely and put the six-foot long sword across the saddle, allowing the horse demon to run randomly. The heavy sting gun stabbed him, and the armor on the kitten was easily torn apart, but it did not hurt him at all. There was no scratch on his skin, but the sting guns broke and broke one after another. The powerful impact force of the sting gun was simply ineffective in the face of the perverted power of the kitten and the horse demon, and it could not stop them from moving forward at all.

When passing those knights, the sharp tiger roaring sword easily cut open their bodies. The horse demon carried a kitten and swept past the 2,500 Western knights like a wind. A bloody road hundreds of feet long was dragged up behind him. More than 700 knights were cut off in the waist and died tragically on the spot.

The kitten laughed wildly and put away the tiger's roar, waved the iron stick and chased the knights from behind. The horse demon was fast, and he jumped behind the knights with three or two. The kitten immediately smashed it with one stick. The knight's entire back was smashed to collapse, and internal organ fragments were sprayed out of his mouth. One stick, one stick, and another stick. The kitten happily slaps behind the knights. More than two hundred knights died under his stick again.

A dozen knights who led the lead screamed, and they ordered their companions to turn their horses and collided head-on with the kitten. But how could the knights in heavy armor easily turn the direction? The kitten would not give them this opportunity. The surging stick shadow flashed with the sound of a "huh" hurricane. The black whirlwind swept across the entire remaining knight brigade. Countless knights were directly hit on their heads by iron rods, and their entire upper body was smashed into meat sauce.

Those who were a little lucky were gently swept by the strong wind released by the kitten's violent true energy. The armor on their bodies was shattered, and their bodies were all broken by the shock. At least they still had a whole body and fell to the ground.

The war between a tiger demon who entered the Demon Spirit Stage and 2,500 mortals was beyond doubt. Although the kitten had not used spells yet, and although the kitten did not use too much true energy, their levels were too different. A little wave of his hand, dozens of knights died tragically under his hands, which was probably like an ordinary person slapped a fly.

The two thousand five hundred heavy knights were killed by the kitten in just a cup of tea. Over there, the 10,000 elite knights who broke the camp also tortured the 2,500 knights to death, and cheered without any damage and attacked towards the right wing of the square formation.

The blood-stained kitten laughed wildly, waving the iron stick as if he was hitting a mouse, and led the 10,000 elite cavalry to break the camp to the core of the square formation. The 15,000 Western mercenary infantry were already scared, and there was no morale or kitten to continue fighting? They were all looking around in a daze, wanting to find a direction to escape.

At this moment, thousands of iron cavalry directly under Zhu Di roared out from the rear of the square formation, as if a sharp knife stabbed the square formation into a hole, and met with the kitten's broken camp at the core of the square formation. The kitten laughed wildly, smashed the seventeen enemy soldiers without falling into their eyes and shouted: "I'll kill all of them for the tiger master. Why don't these bastards look like a human? Yellow-haired and blue eyes, are they humans? They've cut them all."

Cheering and roaring, nearly 20,000 cavalry slaughtered 15,000 Western soldiers who had their morale down to the extreme on the grassland. This was a massacre without any suspense. Where could the ragged leather armor on the infantry resist the weapons created by the Ming Dynasty? As the weapons were swung, the blood light made the entire grassland red.

The bleak wind blew over, rolling the pungent smell of blood all the way.

Lu Feng's cavalry and Zhu Di's central army met, and used his skills to force him to look pale. Lu Feng's body trembled slightly and walked into Zhu Di's big tent. When Zhu Di saw Lu Feng's appearance, he immediately jumped up and asked in surprise: "General Lu, are you?"

Lu Feng staggered forward a few steps, knelt on the ground and reported: "Your Majesty, I raided the Yiyuan Meng tribe last night, but encountered the six guardians of the Blood God Sect assassination of the Demon Sect. Fortunately, I was protected by Your Majesty and was fine, but I was very injured. The six guardians were also extremely powerful. The Rangers led by me lost more than 2,000 people. I was afraid that there were other people who practice Taoism mixed in the Yuan Meng army, so I ordered the army to join the central army."

He said in a deep voice: "With Senior Shui is in charge of the Central Army, I am afraid that no one will be afraid of the Taoist people coming to come, but if we just use the army to deal with these people, it is probably not enough to lose many people."

Zhu Di suddenly sat on the chair and said in a panic: "What should I do? The Narcissus chased a demon last night, and I don't know where he ran, and has not come back yet. The seven heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain, I have sent them to Lihu Army to help in the Lihu Army. This... this..."

Before they could discuss a clue, a messenger had already rushed into the tent. He shouted anxiously: "Your Majesty, the Yuan and Mongolian army is coming, and there are at least 200,000 troops."

The generals in the tent were shocked and looked at Zhu Di one after another.

Zhu Di gritted his teeth and sneered: "I understand. I'm afraid that the evil demon last night was not sent by the Yuan and Mongolian Tatars? Humph, hehe, Lu Feng, you lead the troops in the headquarters to take charge of the central army. Mahe, you lead 5,000 troops out of the camp, give the Tartars some color first." Mahe took the order and rushed out of the tent with great strides.

Zhu Di continued to call: "I ordered Zhang Yu, Xiao Neng, to quickly move closer to the central army and attack the Yuan Meng army from the left and right wings. He ordered Li Hu to lead the iron cavalry outside to support him and find an opportunity to annihilate the enemy." He pulled out the broken jade knife and smiled and shouted with a grim smile: "Those Tartars want to come to die, so I will fulfill them... Hey, they have 200,000 elite troops, how fewer my troops are than them? They came at the right time. Your family will use their lives to defeat Yuan Meng for me."

All the generals knelt on the ground and shouted in a deep voice: "Hey." After that, the generals in their armor rushed out of the tent and shouted loudly.

Just as Zhu Di was about to give something to Lu Feng who was staying at the end, a thunderous cheer came from outside. Two messengers rushed in with joy and reported to Zhu Di with great joy: "Your Majesty, Lord Ma and Lord Ma have killed three generals of the Yuan and Mongolian people, one of whom is the commander of the reinforcements of the Golden Horde, Lord Ma is continuing to seek war."
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