Li Yunrui and Li Canran, the two cowards, were temporarily sobered up when they were sent back to the hands of the white-clothed army. It's just that he is dying, and he doesn't even have the strength to speak. They are in the Kylgin tribe of the Tartars, and it seems that they have suffered a lot. A few months passed, and they were a full circle thinner than before. The horsewhip of the Tartar just now beat the two of them to the point that their skin was open and fleshy, and they were covered in blood. However, when they looked at Xu Xingxia's eyes, there was no gratitude, only hatred. It seems that their tragedies are all caused by Xu Xingxia.

Some people's thinking is so strange, they were captured by the Tartars, and they suffered from the Tartars. Those who ravage them, who abuse them, who beat them violently, are all Tartars. However, it was not the Tartars who were to blame, but their own people. In the final analysis, they didn't dare to seek revenge on the Tartars, so they had to vent their anger with their own people and find their own people to vent. Sadly, such people are really not uncommon in Ningxia Town.

For the hateful eyes of the two cowards, Xu Xingxia just smiled coldly. Just based on these two cowardly performances, still want to find trouble for yourself? Hmph, if it weren't for the prestige of Lao Tzu this replacement, Lao Tzu would have let the Tartars chop up and feed you to the wolves now! Xu Xingxia waved his hand casually, and asked people to drag them back and ignore them anymore.

The hostages have arrived, and Xu Xingxia's face has not changed at all. He gazed carefully to the northeast and northwest, judging where the Tatar ambush would appear. Behind him, the soldiers of the musket team, the tank battalion, the artillery battalion, were all ready for battle. As soon as the Tatar cavalry rushed up, the white-coated army would give them a head-on blow.

Gugal cried out: "They have given you, give you silver!" ”

Xu Xingxia said coldly: "You are such a fool! Do you think I'm really going to give silver? ”

Gugler was furious, realizing that he had been fooled. If Xu Xingxia used conspiracy to lure him into being deceived, he would feel better. The Han people are inherently cunning and cunning. It's not. Xu Xingxia was above board, and his attitude was tough and demanded that he hand over people first. Looking back now, I feel that he couldn't eat the other party by himself, so he took the initiative to send the hostages to the door. This gave Gugler's self-esteem a great blow. He shouted angrily, "You dare to tease me! Do you want to die without a place to be buried? ”

Xu Xingxia said coldly: "If you want silver, take it yourself!" There's a fart in the mouth! You're hopelessly stupid, you can do whatever I say! I've never seen someone as stupid as you! If you don't have the guts to come up, get out of here! Go back where you came from! A bunch of cowards! There is no such thing as eggs! ”

"I'm! Chop them up for me! ”

Gugler's face turned blue with annoyance, and he screamed.

Xu Xingxia actually dared to insult him with such words, he was almost mad. Don't talk about the Han people, even Mo Yuegen, they don't dare to humiliate him like this. He swore that he would not kill Xu Xingxia on the spot. He had to capture Xu Xingxia alive, and then use all kinds of methods to slowly torture him to death in order to dispel the hatred in his heart.

"Kill!"

The Tatar cavalry beside him immediately pounced frantically.

Those who can follow Gugrad are, of course, the elite of the elite. Their reaction speed was very fast, and as soon as Gugler's order was spoken, they had already drawn their scimitars, urged their horses, and rushed towards the white-clothed army. The horses under their crotches accelerated quite fast, and they all burst out like sharp arrows off the string.

Judging by the weapons they used, these Tatar cavalry who followed Gugrad were pure sword riders. Behind their backs, there were not even bows or arrows. Everyone's weapon is a shiny scimitar. This is more unusual among the Tatar cavalry. Judging from this, their hand-to-hand combat skills should be quite strong, and they can completely crush the enemy head-on, so they will give up bows and arrows. Indeed, the scimitars they use are twice as long as the average Tartar scimitar, and their attack power should be quite powerful.

"Stand back!"

Xu Xingxia waved his hand calmly.

A group of people immediately retreated to the inside of the side van.

"Da Da Da!"

The onslaught of the Tatar cavalry was very crazy and fierce.

Five hundred Tatar cavalry, rushing up in such a dense manner, each holding a snow-bright elongated waist sword, indeed gave people a very shocking feeling. Even the enemies of the Tatars, Xu Xingxia had to admit that in terms of cavalry control technology, the white-clothed army and the nomads were not at the same level at all. The Tatars' horse-control skills were indeed too exquisite, the horses' hooves were like thunder, galloping at high speed, and the team was not scattered in the slightest.

If there were no Mini guns, no Mini bullets, no artillery, even if there were partial vans, on such terrain, the Ming army and the Tatar cavalry fought head-on, and the final outcome was estimated to be very miserable. The effective killing distance of ordinary muskets is only about fifty meters, and they cannot stop the impact of such a powerful cavalry at all. At a distance of fifty meters, the Tatar cavalry could quite well rush up at high speed and crash directly into the inside of the side van.

If these Tatar cavalry crashed into the ranks of the Ming army, it is estimated that the Ming army will be finished. Most of the Ming army is actually not good at hand-to-hand combat, especially after being equipped with firearms, the hand-to-hand combat ability of most of the Ming army has actually been weakened. On the contrary, since Gugler used these sword riders as his personal retinue, their hand-to-hand combat ability must have been quite excellent. One is strong and one is weak, and the contrast is naturally stronger.

In fact, the Tatars did have such an idea. Their purpose was to crash into the camp of the Ming army and directly engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Ming army. As long as they can successfully rush in, victory must belong to the Tatars. Previous battles fully proved that hand-to-hand combat at close range, ten Ming troops, were no match for a single Tatar cavalry.

What's more, all the Tatar cavalry are killed with a belly of anger, and the lethality will be even more amazing. In the past, the Tatars and the Han exchanged hostages, and the Tatars had the upper hand, and the Ming army did not dare to say anything at all. Now, the Ming army actually dared to accept people and not give silver, how could they bear this breath? Don't give a little color to the Ming army, they don't know that Ma Wang Ye has three eyes!

"Bang bang bang!"

Hundreds of muskets were fired together.

Bursts of white smoke suddenly rose from the battlefield.

"Haha!"

Gugler shouted arrogantly.

The Ming army actually shot so far away, it was a suicide!

The distance between the two sides is fifty or sixty zhang away, what kind of lethality can the Ming army's firearms have?

"Do you think you junk muskets can stop the Tartar warriors?" Gugal laughed and shouted arrogantly. His face was unusually hideous, and he was unusually excited, as if he had seen his subordinates successfully break into the camp of the Ming army, start killing, and chop melons and vegetables.

For his subordinates, Gugler is absolutely confident. They are the best sword riders in the Hellerkin tribe. Helkin was the leader of the tribe and had the right to select the guards first, and he selected the best archers to serve as his guards. As the second-in-command, Gugler was ingenious and selected the best hand-to-hand cavalry as his guard.

Gugrad's guards, a thousand men in total, were divided into two parts: sword and spear. Some of the spearmen were placed in the tribe by him to guard. All the sword riders, he brought out. He optimistically estimated that it would not be a problem at all for 500 sword cavalry to ravage the Ming army of 3,000 or 4,000. That's the most elite sword rider under his command!

"Hmm......"

"How could it be ......?"

Suddenly, Gugler's voice stopped abruptly.

It turned out that he suddenly found that the sword riders under his command were constantly falling.

The finger-sized mini bullet swept over like raindrops, and the lethality was still very powerful. After the first round of firing rounds, dozens of Tartar cavalrymen who rushed to the front suddenly fell to the ground, stirring up countless dust. The screams of the personnel and the neighing of the horses mixed with each other and filled everyone's ears. The sound of the pounding war horse falling to the ground was like a heavy hammer hitting Gugler's heart fiercely.

Some of the fallen Tatar cavalry were hit, some were hit by horses, and some were hit by men and horses. However, whether a person is shot or a war horse is shot, it is inevitable that they will fall to the ground. At a distance of two or three hundred meters, the power of the Mini bullet is still quite powerful. If it is hit, there is no possibility of continuing the battle at all. If the Tartar is hit in the head, there is a possibility of a direct headshot.

The worst were the Tatar cavalry, who were shot in the leg of their horses. If the horse is shot in other parts, it can continue to run forward without falling down immediately, and the tartar on the horse's back also has a certain amount of time to take measures. However, if the horse is shot in the leg, it must have fallen directly to the ground, and there is even the possibility of somersaults. Once the war horse falls down instantly, the tartar on the horse's back will naturally be thrown out fiercely and fall to the ground like defeat. Whether it is life or death depends on God's will.

The Tatar cavalry, who fell to the ground, greatly hindered the advance of their companions behind. Part of the Tatar cavalry, due to the proximity of the distance, there was simply no way to get around. There was no way, they had to close their eyes and trample directly on their companions. As a result, those tartars who fell to the ground, whether dead or not, were trampled into a piece of meat sauce by the dense horse's hooves in the blink of an eye, and fell directly into the Gobi Desert.

"Well played!"

"Come again! Keep it up and do it again! ”

"Kill one enough! Kill two and earn one! ”

Xu Xingxia hid behind the side van and kept cheering up his subordinates.

(To be continued)