"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Bachlu felt as if there were countless mosquitoes biting at his body. I don't feel any special pain, and there is a vague sense of pleasure. Soon, he felt that his life was constantly passing, as if his whole body had been emptied. Slowly, his body was limp and paralyzed on the ground, and his eyes were no longer colorless.

"I ...... The Khan will avenge me! You're all going to die! All of them are going to die! ”

Bachhi exerted all his strength and roared loudly. Because of excessive excitement, the wounds on his body kept bleeding outward. He also tried to struggle to his feet and launch a counterattack against the white-clad soldiers around him. This is a sign of his return to the light.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Several bayonets in a row pierced his body without hesitation, and blood gushed out.

"The Khan will avenge me...... You guys...... ...... all going to die," Bachlu's voice gradually fell, and finally fell silent. His head, limply hanging on his chest. This generation of heroes who once crisscrossed the desert, fought in the east and west, and fought in the south and north, was very unwilling to end his surname. If there is an afterlife, perhaps, he will never come to Gansu Town, and he will never provoke a person named Xu Xingxia.

The warriors of the vulture cavalry went up and touched Bakhreth's neck, and then probed his nostrils with their hands for a long time, convinced that Bakhreth was dead, and then pulled out their bayonets. Without the support of his body, Bachlud's body fell to the parched ground as if it were a ruin. Soon, the trophies he possessed, such as the golden saber and the bull horn bow, were taken away. Even the leather armor on his body was stripped away.

"Huh!"

The soft sound of death came.

An officer of the vulture cavalry drew his saber and, in a flash, cut off the head of Bakhrech and placed it in a sheepskin pouch prepared in advance. According to the procedure, his head will soon be disposed of by lime and then turned in step by step. As for where it was handed over in the end and what kind of treatment it would do, they didn't know. The warriors of the white-clothed army killed countless Tartars and cut off the heads of countless Tartars. But where those heads ended up and what happened to them, to be honest, few people really know. They don't care either.

Such a procedure is obviously to treat Bachlu as an ordinary Tartar commander. To be honest, now, for the white-clothed army, there is no big deal with a prisoner at the level of a commander, kill it, kill it, it doesn't matter at all. The unlucky one was only Bach. Originally, in his capacity as a captain, he could have at least acquired a separate cemetery. However, if the white-clothed army knew that he was the commander of the Ten Thousand Soldiers, they might find a way to capture him alive. After all, the news that a commander has is still very important to the white-clothed army. It's a pity that ...... "keep chasing!" ”

Zhang Yi waved his hand and led his troops to continue the pursuit.

…… When the battle of Zhuanglang City was not over, in the south of Gulangsuo, the battle was also raging. When the battle of Zhuang Lang City was going on, Gao Jie and the white-clothed army under the leadership of Gao Yi passed through the side of Zhuang Lang City and marched towards Gu Lang City. As a result, in this place called Giethoorn Canyon, the enemy army was encountered, and the two sides immediately began to fight.

Coincidentally, Gao Jie and the others happened to meet the follow-up troops of Bahlu here. Bachlu himself hurriedly led his army to Zhuanglang City, and let his follow-up troops follow. Responsible for leading the follow-up troops, it was Li Mao. They were all infantry, and the march was not fast. It was at this time that we arrived in the southern part of Gulang City.

"Cannon!"

"Dog, grab it quickly!"

Gao Jie suddenly put down the clairvoyant mirror and screamed madly.

It turned out that he was shocked to find that in the ranks of the Ming army, there were actually cannons. These cannons, all dragged by war horses, are quite a few. At this moment, the blood in his body was immediately stimulated to boil. There is no doubt that these cannons must be ready to be pulled to the front line of Ningxia Town to deal with the white-clothed army. Unexpectedly, I actually met it here.

If the white-clothed army carried out the previous plan and held the city in Ningxia, it would definitely suffer from the merciless bombardment of these cannons. The Tartars used these Ming soldiers to transport the artillery to the front line with great difficulty, just to siege the city. The siege power of artillery is still very strong. Now, the combat strategy of the white-clothed army has changed, from the original stronghold to defend the city, to take the initiative to attack. These cannons of Tartar will soon become a gift to the door.

"Grab the cannon!" Gao Yigong saw the cannon from the clairvoyant mirror, and he was also hot-headed.

If the current white-clothed army is still afraid of any weapon, this weapon must be a cannon. When attacking Ningxia City before, the white-clothed army suffered the loss of no artillery, had to dig tunnels, and finally used the method of blasting to conquer Ningxia City. If the white-clothed army also has artillery, it doesn't need to be so troublesome at all, just bombarded directly. The leopard cavalry attack on Yulin City was also limited by the power of the cannons, and had to finally give up.

After the white-clothed army conquered Gulang City, they also had to defend the city. As the strength to defend the city, artillery is undoubtedly the first choice. It's a pity that due to logistics and transportation, the artillery of the white-clothed army has not been delivered. Now that there is a chance to snatch the cannon, it is natural that you will not be polite. The white-clothed army is all cavalry, and the Ming army on the opposite side is infantry, so God helps me!

"Damn, how did the White Army end up here?" Li Maohui was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously felt that this time he went on an expedition, and it was estimated that the end would be worse. This feeling is purely intuitive. The closer he got to Ningxia Town, the more uneasy he felt. After passing Gulang City, this uneasiness has completely turned into danger. He speculated that maybe after passing Zhuang Lang City, he would have the opportunity to directly confront the white-clothed army. He estimated that with Xu Xingxia's surname, he would definitely not be beaten passively. He'll definitely take the initiative.

It's just that Li Maohui never thought that he would meet the white-clothed army so quickly. It's still far from Ningxia Town! He has just passed Gulang City, and he has not yet arrived in Zhuanglang City! Just now, the Tartar scouts came back to report that there was no danger in the surroundings. As a result, his debriefing voice had not completely dissipated, and the white-clothed army appeared with a whoosh, which was simply incredible! Did these white-clothed soldiers fall from the sky?

A deep fear enveloped Li Maohui's whole body. He felt a chill behind his spine. A heart, as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, was cold and terrible. He's not an idiot, and he's not stupid. From the moment the white-clothed army appeared, he instantly understood a lot of things. What does the appearance of the White Clothes here mean? It shows that the Tartars of Zhuanglang City, that is, Bachlu, are definitely in trouble. If Zhuang Lang City was still under the control of Bakhlu, it would be impossible for the cavalry of the White Army to cross Zhuang Lang City to reach here.

What could be wrong with Bachloy? The biggest possibility, of course, is that he was killed, and Zhuang Langcheng was broken by the white-clothed army. All the Tatars stationed in Zhuanglang City were killed. If the Tatars' opponent had been someone else, Li Maohui would not have made such an inference. The person stationed in Zhuanglang City is none other than Bachlu, one of the five King Kongs under Mo Yuegen! This person's courage and fierceness are all famous among the five King Kongs. Moreover, he had an elite Tatar cavalry with three thousand. Who can kill them all at once?

However, the Tatars' opponent was the white-clad army, and it was only reasonable for him to make such an inference. The white-clothed army can even break through Ningxia City, what is Zhuanglang City? Zhuang Langcheng doesn't even have a cannon! What to stop the siege of the White Army? In the eyes of the white-clothed army, what is the Tatar cavalry of 3,000 people? At the beginning, near Zhenyuan Pass, the white-clothed army beheaded three or four thousand Tartars and sent them back to Ningxia City, which was a spectacle for a while. Recently, it is said that in the Battle of Baihuze, the iron lance cavalry under the command of Lin Dan Khan lost tens of thousands of people at one time!

"Is anyone coming back from the direction of Zhuang Lang City?" Li Maohui asked the people around him with a heavy heart.

As a result, he didn't get any answers. Obviously, in the direction of Zhuang Lang City, no one has returned. The two Tatar commanders who accompanied the army also began to get nervous. Their faces are also not good. They are certainly not idiots, nor are they stupid. Based on the appearance of the white-clothed army here, they could also judge that there must be a big problem with Zhuang Langcheng. If there was no problem in Zhuang Langcheng, it would be impossible for the large army of the white-clothed army to appear here.

But that's not even more terrifying. What's even more terrifying is that until now, no rout of Zhuang Lang City has escaped. This can only illustrate one problem, everyone in Zhuang Lang City, including Bach Lu, has been killed. With the strength of Bakhru, with the 3,000 elites led by Bakhlu, the elite was completely wiped out, and not a single one escaped. What a terrible thing it must be. How many troops does the White Coats have to move?

In their hearts, there is still a trace of fantasy, hoping that their judgment is wrong. Bahlu's bravery and fierceness are well-known throughout the Tatar tribe. They all felt that Bachloy would never fail easily. Even if he is defeated, he will not be killed easily. Perhaps, he was only temporarily trapped and had not yet been killed. The White Coats don't have the skills to kill him. Perhaps, in the near future, he will retreat back unharmed. It's a pity that their fantasies were quickly shattered by the cruel reality.

The Tatar army from Zhuanglang City finally crossed countless blockade lines and contacted the follow-up troops. The news they brought made Li Maohui completely desperate. Zhuang Lang City was really breached, and the three thousand Tatar elites were really finished. Fewer than 100 escaped. There are more troops in the White Army, and they are coming at them. Bachlud's whereabouts are unknown, and it is estimated that ten out of ten ** were killed. For a while, the news spread throughout the follow-up troops, and it immediately caused an uproar. The army's spirit is fluctuating, and they don't listen to control at all.

Li Maohui's feeling is really sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, with five flavors. Even he didn't know what to think. Bakhloch was actually dead. The white-clothed army actually killed in front of them. Originally, they planned to attack the White Army, but in the end, they were attacked by the White Army. Originally, there was still a slight chance to live, but now that it is done like this, there is no chance at all. With such a small number of men and horses in his hands, he wants to confront the white-clothed army? Dream on!

"This is really a narrow road!" Li Maohui couldn't help but sigh. Originally, the white-clothed army was very unkind to him and wanted to kill him. When he was in Ningxia City, fortunately, he ran fast and picked up a surname. If you run a little later, it is estimated that your head will fall to the ground and the corpse will be separated. Now, he has surrendered to the Tartars again, and the consequences are conceivable. If he falls into the hands of the white-clothed army, and is not cut by a thousand knives and executed by Ling Chi, the white-clothed army will not be the white-clothed army. Even, it is entirely possible to be lit up a sky lantern.

But what could he do? Turn around and run away? Behind him, is Mo Yuegen! Mo Yuegen is also the master of sharpening knives! Even, his thirst for killing is much more powerful than Xu Xingxia. If he retreated like this, Mo Yugen would definitely chop off his head with a knife. There is no need to doubt this at all. Zhuang Langcheng was breached, Bach was killed, the three thousand elite subordinates were gone, and the original good plan was also completely disrupted, the offense became defense, everything was messed up, and Mo Yuegen, who was annoyed and angry, was not surprised to kill.

For a while, Li Maohui completely lost his mind. He sat on horseback as if he were petrified. It felt like there was a big lump of paste in my head, and I didn't know what I was thinking. The wind blew, and the dust constantly beat on his body, face, and hair, making him gray, as if he had aged twenty years in an instant. However, he didn't have the heart to clean it up. In the words of later generations, he is just messy in the wind, and he doesn't know what to do.

If you start a war, you will definitely not be able to defeat the white-clothed army. The muskets of the white-clothed army are powerful, and he has long understood them. With the assistance of artillery, it is impossible to defend the city, let alone fight in the field. With the continuous arrival of the follow-up troops of the White Army, he is not enough for others to fill their stomachs. However, retreat, followed by Mo Yuegen's butcher's knife, it is also a dead end. No matter which choice you make, there is only one dead end. However, if you don't make a choice, it's a dead end. If you continue to be in a daze, you will definitely only die.

"Break up! Let's escape! Li Maohui said helplessly.

(To be continued)