"Prepare to follow me!"

Xu Xingxia shouted deeply.

"Liu Chuang, give me the Long Xiang Bow!"

He inserted the scimitar back into the scabbard and took the Longxiang bow from Liu Chuang's hand. Behind him was an iron-tired bow and black-feathered arrows. Long Xiang's bow was only handed over to Li Chuanglai to carry. Anyway, Liu Chuang didn't need to carry a bow and arrow. The heavy Longxiang bow, and only a strong man like him can carry it relatively easily.

Those guards of the Qingwang Mansion, under the expulsion of Xu Xingxia, had to move forward steadily, and merged with the soldiers of the white-clothed army in front. The soldiers of the white-clothed army, those who had bows and arrows, all showed their bows and arrows, and those who did not have bows and arrows all showed their scimitars. Most of the guards of the Qingwang Mansion did not have bows and arrows, but had a few spears.

"Ride the archer, follow me!"

"Others, keep up behind!"

Xu Xingxia rode his horse to the front of the team and calmly ordered.

He motioned to Gao Meng and Chi Hu, and deployed the white-clothed army in front and behind the guards of the Qingwang Mansion. In front are the mounted archers, and in the back are the axemen. The guards of King Qing's Mansion, if they cowered, the sword and axe hand would cut it down unceremoniously. It's not that he can't trust the guards of the Qingwang Mansion, it's really their previous performance, it's too unbearable to be reassuring.

Some of the guards of the Qingwang Mansion, seeing this posture, naturally secretly complained bitterly, and sighed that they were unladylike. This Old Demon Xu is indeed too domineering, as soon as they met, he beat the little county lord to the point of blooming, and now he is unabashedly coercing them to attack the Tartars. Damn, there's a Tartar on the other side, that's a pretty scary existence. After such a face-to-face fight, I don't know who survived in the end.

Of course, not every guard in Qingwangfu is so unbearable. Many people noticed Xu Xingxia's determination, and as soon as their hearts were crossed, they decided to do it with Xu Xingxia. Anyway, there is no way out, if you want to live, you just need to get out! It was the duty of a soldier to kill the Tartars, and now it is time to do his duty.

In the past, there was no such opportunity, there was no such leading warrior, but now, the opportunity has come, and the leading warrior has also appeared, what are they hesitating about? Kill one is enough, kill two and earn one! If you are killed, you can only say that you are not skilled and unlucky, and you can't blame others!

Finding that the Ming army in front of them was waiting for the battle, and it looked like they had taken the initiative to attack, and the Tartars on the opposite side did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly began to line up. A Tartar leader, possibly of the rank of centurion, waved his hand and raised his mace. This guy turned out to be a spearman. However, the mace in his hand is indeed quite scary.

"Ready!"

Xu Xingxia said in a deep voice.

Gao Meng next to him swung the scimitar in his hand fiercely.

"Kill!"

Xu Xingxia took the lead in rushing towards the Tartars.

Chi Hu and the others did not hesitate and immediately rushed forward.

"Quack!"

The Tartar on the opposite side also rushed over without hesitation.

The Tartar centurion, who was holding a mace, was clearly the fastest. The mace, which had been raised, was dragged diagonally behind the horse's back by him. The galloping war horse, its tail constantly shaking, covering the mace loomingly. Judging from his movements, when the two armies were staggered, his mace should have smashed the enemy's horse's head directly from the bottom up. This trick is indeed very dangerous and difficult to guard against.

The Tartar in the back, the same ferocity. The weapons in their hands, either spears, scimitars, or bows and arrows, were a bit mixed. Their numbers are not large, and compared with the Ming army, they are completely at a disadvantage. However, for a long time, the Tartars had a full psychological advantage in the face of the Ming army, and more than 30 Tartars dared to fight against hundreds of Ming troops, and they could finally achieve victory. This time, the Tartars believe that there will be no exception either.

If you want to say that at this time, who is the most nervous person in the vicinity of Ningxia City, it is estimated that it is the little county lord. After being put on Wang Qinian's horse by Xu Xingxia, the little county lord immediately looked obedient and stopped crying or making trouble. When the Tartar came, she was still crying, isn't this a long life? Although she is difficult and uneducated, she is definitely not a fool.

Her eyes kept chasing Xu Xingxia's figure, and at the beginning, she was still hateful, but she was soon fascinated by Xu Xingxia. At her age, she is the age when she longs for heroes and idols, but there are no heroes, and there are no idols that she likes. But now, this hero, this idol has appeared.

When everyone else was frightened and panicked by the sudden Tartar, he made a forcible and domineering move to immediately calm down the situation. Instead of flinching, he ordered everyone to come forward and join him in meeting the Tartars. Such a character, the little county lord has never met in his life! Now that I have met it, I will naturally not let it go.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of horses' hooves shook the entire city of Ningxia.

The bigwigs of Ningxia City also appeared on the top of the city wall at this time, witnessing the upcoming battle outside. King Qing was naturally among them, Ningxia Governor Li Maohui was also among them, and Ningxia Town Chief Military Officer Li Guozhen was also among them. The best thing is that Huyan Aobo, who came to Xu Xingxia that day, also accompanied King Qing.

In full view of everyone, the distance between the white-clothed sergeant and the Tartar quickly approached. The centurion of the Tartar had already subconsciously shook the mace in his hand, as if he was adjusting the angle. Xu Xingxia bent his bow and arrows, aiming at the centurion of the Tartar, as well as the two most ferocious Tartars behind him. The distance between the two sides is getting shorter and shorter.

100 zhang ...... Ninety zhang ...... Eighty zhang ...... Seventy zhang ...... Sixty zhang ...... Xu Xingxia made a decisive move.

The bowstring of the dragon bow was all pulled apart.

As soon as he let go, the black feather arrow roared away.

"Whew!"

The sound of the black feather arrow breaking through the air was unusually sharp and unusually piercing.

The centurion of the Tartar immediately sensed that something was wrong. There is danger approaching! It's not sight, it's not hearing, it's not pain, it's pure feeling. A feeling of crawling on the battlefield for more than ten years and practicing in the pile of dead people. Subconsciously, the centurion of this Tartar bowed his head forward, wanting to crouch on the horse's back to avoid the danger of attack.

It's a pity that his movements are still a step slower. The black feather arrows shot by Long Xiang's bow were indeed too powerful, and they didn't give him a chance to dodge at all. By the time he realized the danger, the Black Feather Arrow had already pierced through his chest, straight out from behind, sending a dense rain of blood with him, and then into the body of another Tartar. The tartar didn't even have time to scream, and fell straight from the horse.

"Hmm......"

"Poof......

The centurion of the Tartar snorted, and the mace in his hand fell to the ground.

His body, under the effect of the huge habitual surname, continued to rush forward. The Black Feather Arrow was so fast that it pierced through his body, but it didn't have enough pause. But the life of the Tartar centurion, has come to an end. He probably never dreamed that he would be shot at such a distance. And the person who shot him was actually a weak Ming army!

"The centurion of the Tartars is dead!"

Xu Xingxia threw away the Longxiang bow in his hand and shouted.

The strength required for the Long Xiang bow is too great, and Xu Xingxia can only open the bow once at present, and the second time will not work. After he threw away the Long Xiang bow, he immediately replaced it with an iron tire bow, and skillfully mounted three black feather arrows. It's time for the arrows to shine!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Xu Xingxia raised his hand is three arrows.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Three Tartars fell under the horses in a row, and the queue was in chaos.

The three Tartars who were shot were all armed with bows and arrows, apparently mounted archers.

"Brothers! Kill! ”

Chi Hu took the opportunity to shout loudly.

Xu Xingxia had already killed the centurion of the Tartars, and he had killed the archers of the Tartars, which was their chance to go berserk. Without the suppression of the Tartar cavalry archers, the battlefield would be their world. Gao Meng, Liu Chuang and others also felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they immediately accelerated and slammed into the Tartars' queue fiercely.

The guards of King Qing's Mansion, who were originally a little hesitant, found that the centurion of the Tartars had been killed, and the cavalry archers had also been killed, and they immediately followed the morale and accelerated towards the queue of the Tartars. Their most taboo, of course, were the Tartar mounted archers. Now the Tartar cavalry archers are suppressed by Xu Xingxia, and the rest of the spear and knife riders are not very afraid. In hand-to-hand combat, they still have some ability. Face-to-face chopping, who is afraid of whom?

As soon as the rest of the Tartars saw this stance, they knew that they had met their opponents. At such a distance, the other party easily overturned the four of them, and even the centurion died in the hands of the other party, such a level is definitely not something that the ordinary Ming army can do. They even had some doubts about whether they had fallen into the trap of the Ming army, which had specially arranged the elite of the elite to wait for them to fall into the net.

Thinking of this, the Tartar's mind immediately changed dramatically. Tartar warfare has always been good for it, and if there is no benefit, say nothing. Now, they feel as if they have fallen into a trap and encountered a strong counterattack from the Ming army, where is the heart of war? Almost without thinking, they subconsciously wanted to retreat.

"The wind is tight!"

"!"

The Tartar cavalry immediately retreated.

Their specialty is to distance themselves and fight with their opponents. It's what they're best at, and it's been tried and tested time and time again. Once the enemy is exhausted by them, they will suddenly turn around and take a hard bite to eventually eat the opponent. If the opponent is too big for them to have a chance to speak, they will leave decisively and look for a better opportunity. In short, they will not go head-to-head with the enemy and fight for attrition.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, three more arrows were killed.

Three more Tatar horsemen screamed and fell from their horses.

These three Tatar cavalrymen were also Tartar cavalry archers. In order to create a better chance for the white-clothed soldiers to kill the enemy, Xu Xingxia shot all the Tartar cavalry archers. The iron-tired bow has a long range and is powerful, and the Tartar's cavalry archer has already been killed by him before he has a chance to shoot. However, the Tartars' spear and knife cavalry were unimpeded all the way, and they soon killed in front of Xu Xingxia. However, they were immediately stopped by Gao Meng, Liu Chuang and others.

For the spear and knife riders of the Tartars, Gao Meng, Liu Chuang and others are not afraid at all. Even the guards of the Qingwang Mansion have little confidence in the spear and sword riders of the Tartars. The two sides fought, the number of Tartars was small, and the number of Ming troops was large, and they immediately suffered a big loss. In the shadow of the sword and sword, the spears and swords of the Tartars continued to fall.

"Ding!"

It was the sound of scimitars striking each other.

"Dang!"

It was the sound of scimitars and spears striking.

"Dangchang!"

It was the sound of spears and spears striking each other.

"Poof!"

It was the sound of weapons and shields clashing, and it was dull.

Various sounds are mixed with each other to form the main theme of the entire battlefield. The roars of the killers, the screams of the slain, and the groans of the wounded are all muffled by the sound of the various weapons crashing, and they are inaudible. The only sound that could not be muffled was the neighing of the war horse. The wounded horses, the fallen horses, were all neighing in grief.

Standing on the city wall and looking down, the chaotic battlefield is impossible to discern who killed or who was killed. All they saw were scimitars and spears that were constantly waving, or arrows that swept like thin lines, or blood arrows that burst out out of nowhere. It wasn't until a war horse fell to the ground and neighed in pain, and the owner on horseback was thrown out fiercely, that outsiders would feel, oh, someone else had been killed.

"Dog's Tartar! Come on! ”

Chi Hu was like a madman, shuttling back and forth in the crowd, shooting four Tartars in a row.

His archery skills are not as perverted as Xu Xingxia, but they are also quite good. In such a close fight, his cold arrow played a great role. Those Tartars who fought with Gao Meng and Liu Chuang were all killed by him with cold arrows. Gao Meng and Liu Chuang freed their hands and went to greet other Tartars to create an opportunity for Chi Hu to assassinate. This unintentional trio was extremely efficient at killing, killing more than ten Tartars in a matter of moments.

"What a strong ...... in white"

This is the unanimous view of all the bigwigs in Ningxia City.

Whether their feelings for the white-clothed army are close or disgusted, they have to admit that the combat effectiveness of the white-clothed army is beyond their reach. Other Ming troops, even if they fought with the Tartars, did not have such the strength to fight death. When was the murderous Tartar actually pressed and beaten by the white-clothed army? This is not a fight at all, this is a one-sided slaughter! If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's simply unbelievable.

When mentioning the White Army, we can't fail to mention Xu Xingxia. There is no doubt that the soul, core, and foundation of the white-clothed army is this Xu Xingxia. I really don't know what kind of method this Xu Xingxia used to train the white-clothed army to such a strong combat effectiveness that he could ravage the Tartar cavalry face-to-face. Those who want to deal with Xu Xingxia are even more bitter in their hearts. With such a strong white-clothed army, Xu Xingxia is even more powerful!

Li Maohui and Li Guozhen inadvertently glanced at each other, their eyes were a little stagnant, as if they felt quite heavy pressure. The two wanted to say something, but in the end they never said it, and subconsciously avoided the eyes of contact. King Qing, who was standing beside them, saw the eye contact between the two, and sneered slightly in his heart, but pretended not to see anything, and continued to observe the fighting scene outside.

At this time, the battle outside has basically come to an end. The number of Tartars was not as large as the Ming army, and as soon as they came up, they were killed by Xu Xingxia as a centurion, and most of the cavalry archers were killed, and they were completely at a disadvantage in terms of long-range combat effectiveness. The Tartars were originally known for their long-range lethality, but now they have the ability to start a business, and the end can be imagined. Under the siege of the white-clothed soldiers and the guards of the Qingwang Mansion, they quickly dispersed.

The guards of King Qing's Mansion have one ability that the white-clothed army can't reach for the time being, that is, the ability to beat the water dogs. When they took the initiative to attack just now, the guards of King Qing's Mansion were not active enough. However, after all the Tartars were dispersed, the guards of the Qingwang Mansion chased after them without hesitation. Obviously, they knew very well that the Tartars, who had completely collapsed, did not have the slightest combat effectiveness, and it was a good opportunity for them to kill and behead.

The soldiers of the white-clothed army, of course, were not to be outdone. After the Tartars were dispersed, they followed in pursuit. Fighting a war was originally a process of fighting for courage between the two armies. If one side breaks up in advance, the consequences will certainly be unimaginable. On the other side, if you don't seize the opportunity and kill them all, you will definitely be fools. In an instant, a white wind enveloped those Tatar cavalry and tore them apart.

The Tartars, who were completely dispersed, really had no combat effectiveness, and were constantly chased and killed along the way, and the corpses fell down one after another. chased until more than ten miles away, and the white-clothed army stopped stupidly. Along the way, more than thirty Tartars were killed, and less than three or four escaped. It is estimated that this group of Tartars will be frightened when they go back.

"Close!"

Xu Xingxia slowly lowered the iron tire bow.

Gao Meng and the others cut off the heads of more than two dozen Tartars, as if they were nothing, and hung them directly under the horse's neck. This was originally a custom only for nomads, and the Ming border army gradually learned it. From the point of view of deterring the enemy, such a method is indeed very scary. Over there, the guards of King Qing's Mansion also killed more than a dozen Tartars. They also did the same, hanging the heads of their tartars under their horses' necks.

Xu Xingxia roughly checked the soldiers of the white-clothed army, and found that no one was killed, only three were slightly injured, and his heart was suddenly relieved. It seems that the Tartars are not so terrible, as long as they rise up, the Tartars will naturally be weak. This truth is like a seesaw, the Ming army is too weak, so it will bring out the strength of the Tartars. If the Ming army itself is strong, there will be nothing to say about the Tartars.

Chi Hu returned to the team last. With a cautious face, he dragged a wounded man from a Tartar to Xu Xingxia, and said in a low voice: "My lord, I'm afraid we're in some trouble." These tartars are all plugged into the rabbit department. ”

Xu Xingxia's face slowly became gloomy.

The Tartar of the Rabbit Department is not small!

(To be continued)