"It's really a slaughterhouse...... Zhu Xieyuan muttered silently. 【】

It seemed that he was deeply shocked by the blood in front of him, and this Shaanxi envoy subconsciously closed his eyes, folded his hands, and silently begged God for forgiveness. Such a bloody battle is really too hurtful. But against the Tatars, it had to be so bloody. Even he, a civil official, knew deeply that only by the bloodiest, most brutal, and most ruthless methods could the Tatars be completely eliminated. Only by killing all the Tatars without leaving behind can the Tatar atrocities be completely stopped. Any other means of tenderness is a waste.

Isn't it said as the saying goes? The wicked have their own grinding. The only way to deal with a murderous enemy is to be more ferocious than they are. Xu Xingxia took on such a most murderous role. Without him, without his white-clothed army, the atrocities committed by the Tatars in the town of Ningxia can be thought of with their heels. The blood debt of the slaughtered city of Zhenshuo Fort has not been fully repaid! Zhu Xieyuan definitely supports the repayment of blood debts and blood for teeth.

From the beginning of the battle, Zhu Xieyuan has been carefully observing the battlefield. He tried to draw something useful out of the battle. If these things can be promoted to other places in the Ming Dynasty, they may be able to bring some new hope to this dying country. It would be great if the country was reborn because of it. It's a pity that he didn't sum up anything. Perhaps, even if it is summed up, there is no way to promote it. Agrarian reform, for example, is simply not possible anywhere else.

"Forget it......" Zhu Xieyuan muttered silently, taking his mind back from the Ming Dynasty. He doesn't have much affection for this country that is already terminally ill and can't afford to survive. His mind gradually shifted to the side of the white-clothed army. He has a stronger and stronger hope that he can follow in the footsteps of the white army and travel all over the world.

Now, the once invincible and unscrupulous Tatars are as fragile as papier-mâché in front of the white-clothed army. It seems that the white-clothed army can kill them with just a casual wave of their hand. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhu Xieyuan would never have believed such a result. In this world, it is estimated that only the white army can do this.

If the general Ming army was replaced and could block the Tatar siege, it would be good. Moreover, in such a fanatical state of the Tatars, it may not be able to stop it. The Tatars just now were really crazy. Zhu Xieyuan did not hesitate to suspect that the Tatars would launch a siege even if they took a human ladder. Moreover, as long as they came within range of bows and arrows, they could put huge pressure on the Ming army, and it was not impossible to break the city.

It's a pity that the crazy Tatars met an even crazier army in white. Their brave attack was brutally thwarted. What does this mean? This means that the White Army has taken the first step towards the world. The Tatar cavalry led by Mo Yuegen was the most combat-ready unit among the Tatars. Now, even they have been defeated in front of the White Army, which shows that the White Army has the ability to conquer the Tatars. As long as the Tatars are conquered, the power of the White Army will be able to expand to the far west, continue westward, and continue to Europe!

…… On the Gobi Desert in front of Zhenyuan Pass, there are corpses of Tartars everywhere. The fallen war horses are like small hills, and under the light of the moon, they look particularly weird. The battlefield of the battle between the two sides is the Gobi Desert, with sand dunes in between. Some of the horses were sunk deep into the dunes, revealing only a small piece. Some of them were completely covered by the sand. The wind and sand are very strong. Every sandstorm blows over, and a large area has to be covered.

Occasionally, there are still warhorses that have not yet lost their breath and are struggling. They kicked the sand dunes around them into a constant flow. The entire Gobi Desert was filled with moans and hiss of varying lengths. Some people sent it, and some horses sent it. Those tartars who had not yet died were struggling desperately in pools of blood. The blood that flowed from them was quickly absorbed by the dried sand dunes. This Gobi desert is too dry. No matter how much blood there is, it can be absorbed in its entirety.

Some tartars, probably when they fall, are in a coma, and over time, gradually wake up. They stood up blankly, looking around them, trying to figure out what was going on. However, at this time, they are often greeted by cold bullets. Not long after the Tartars stood up, one or more Mini bullets whizzed over and put them back on the ground. After falling this time, there was no possibility for them to wake up.

The snipers of the Vulture Cavalry are on the city walls, looking for targets to shoot one by one. Due to the special surname of the battle, these snipers will not participate in sports warfare. In other words, they did not participate in the previous field battles. During the day, they were all watching the excitement in the back, and now is their chance to go crazy. The equipment of these snipers has also been changed from shotguns, and they are all equipped with scopes. As long as they find out, they will definitely not escape this fate.

When the Tartars rushed up just now, they were indomitable and violent, and now, if they want to retreat, they will be in great trouble. When you rush up, no one cares about you, but if you want to retreat, you have to ask the white army if they agreed. Who doesn't understand the opportunity to beat the water dogs? You were so arrogant just now, if I don't beat you hard, how can I be worthy of myself? You Mo Yuegen, I will make you miserable for the rest of your life!

"All army ready! Assault! Xu Xingxia shouted in a deep voice.

Behind Zhenyuan Pass, the Eagle Cavalry, the Qing Cavalry, the Snow Shame Army, and the Hunter Cavalry have long been in battle. Behind them, there were more cavalry of the White Army. Tiger and leopard cavalry, dragoon army, tiger cavalry, wolf cavalry...... They all withdrew from the city in turn. The Tatar cavalry had already withdrawn from the range of the Yueyue Gun, and it was impossible to continue to create results in the city, and only a decisive attack could expand the results. Only a decisive attack can let the Tatars know that the cavalry of the white-clothed army can also fight field battles. Just now, it's just to give you three points!

The vast and dense cavalry of the white-clothed army occupied all the open space behind Zhenyuan Pass. Military hats of various colors are arranged neatly and neatly. Flags of different colors, under the blowing of the night wind, hunting. Everyone's face looked particularly solemn. Someone held the saber at his waist hard, ready to unsheath at any time.

At this time, it is still night. It's not midnight yet. The clear light of the moon did not hesitate to reflect on the surroundings of Zhenyuanguan, reflecting the surrounding ground as if it was daylight. I have to say that this is indeed a good weather for a fight. It is also a comfort to be able to die under such moonlight.

"Squeak quack!"

The heavy iron gate of Zhenyuan Pass was slowly opened.

"Kill!"

Gao Yingxiang roared, brandished his saber, pinched the horse's belly, and rushed out first.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded suddenly, as if it was a burst of thunder, constantly rolling around Zhenyuan Pass. Tens of thousands of white-clothed cavalry, like a flood, poured out of the city gate hole in Zhenyuan Pass, completely covering the entire desert Gobi. Under the bright moonlight, the blue military uniform looks like a blue ocean. The snow-white sword light was like a rolling wave. The waves whistled and crashed, spreading out in all directions.

In order to facilitate the impact, some of the cavalry of the white-clothed army did not even use muskets, and directly switched to sabers. The sound of horses' hooves woke some unconscious Tatars. They opened their eyes blankly and looked at everything around them. There were Tatars who staggered to their feet. As a result, they are often greeted by a bright sword light, and then, everything returns to darkness. Countless white-clothed cavalry, dancing sword light, like stirring waves, washed away every corner of the entire battlefield.

The Tatar cavalry, already in disarray, did not have the heart to fight at all. They were already frightened like lost dogs, but when they saw the sword light of the white-clothed cavalry, sweeping like a wave, where did they still have the heart to resist? One by one, they all desperately urged their horses and ran backwards desperately. They have only one mind, and that is to run faster than their companions. Because, as long as they run faster than their peers, they have hope of survival.

The Tatars, who lagged behind, sank the prey of the cavalry of the White Army. The cavalry of the white-clothed army chased after him from behind, waving his saber without hesitation.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

A shiny saber swept past the waist.

The Tatar cavalry, which was unable to form an army, was directly cut into two pieces by the waist.

The Tatar, who was cut off by the waist, fell backwards with his upper body due to the influence of the wind, and he was nowhere to be found. Their lower bodies, still sitting on horseback, continued to gallop forward. The horses under their crotches, completely unaware of their owners, had been divided into two halves, still actively galloping forward. It wasn't until the horse turned the corner that the lower body could not maintain balance and had to fall off the horse's back. In the process of running wildly, the blood sprayed by the next book pulled a long red river on the Gobi Desert.

"Holy! It's so cool! ”

In the ranks of the Qing cavalry, someone shouted excitedly.

This guy who couldn't help but roar was the officer nicknamed Black Panther.

Originally, the previous fishing battle made the black panther feel very comfortable. He felt deeply fortunate to be able to join the White Army. Such a good thing is rare to encounter in a lifetime. I didn't expect that there would be something more comfortable now. You don't need to use a gun, you can use a knife directly to hack the Tartar to death. If someone had said that before, the panther would have sprayed him in the face.

Hand-to-hand combat with the Tartar cavalry, your brain is in water, isn't it? When did you see someone win a hand-to-hand fight with a Tartar? Even with a musket, you can't kill the tartars. Otherwise, Gansu Town and Ningxia Town would not have been so harassed by the Tartar attack. Do you think Tartars are really that easy to deal with? But now, it's all true. Because, in hand-to-hand combat, he hacked several Tartars to death with his own hands. It's not very difficult for the Tartars to cut it down. As long as you use a little force, you can cut it in two and die with a whimper.

"This ...... That's too cruel, isn't it? Zhang Tianhao couldn't help muttering to himself.

At the head of the city of Zhenyuan Pass, a group of high-ranking white-clothed soldiers saw all this in front of them, and they couldn't believe it. Even Xu Xingxia also felt that his troops were a little too long and rampant. These guys, they don't use muskets, they use sabers! Do you really think that you pinched the tartar? Who would have thought that the even more shocking result was that the Tatars were directly hacked to death by the saber.

Damn, Mo Yuegen's subordinates were too unbeaten, and they were actually killed by the white-clothed cavalry with a saber. The Tatars were not even as good as the white-clothed army in hand-to-hand combat. Riding and shooting can't work, hand-to-hand combat can't work, attacking fortifications can't work, what else can Mo Yuegen do? It's really a mountain of defeat, incorrigible. It is estimated that after this battle, Mo Yuegen will vomit blood.

...... "Oops! ”

"Big things are not good!"

"There are cannons on the head of Zhenyuan Pass......"

Hearing the sound of cannons, Mo Yuegen suddenly screamed hysterically.

Damn, he actually forgot that there are cannons on the head of Zhenyuan Pass. The white-clothed army has artillery, and there are cannons on the head of Zhenyuan Pass, what will he use to attack Zhenyuan Pass? Even if his troops are beaten with iron, in front of a monster like Zhenyuan Pass, he is also sent to death, and he orders the troops to rush forward together, isn't he looking for death? However, by the time he came to his senses, the cannons of the white-clothed army had already begun to roar.

Immediately after, the entire Tatar cavalry was completely dispersed. At this point, even he Mo Yugen will not be able to stop the rout of the troops. The only thing he could do was to immediately retreat, find a place, and regather his troops. He was so angry just now that he had forgotten the existence of the monster in Zhenyuan Pass, and now he had to pay a heavy price for it.

"Retreat!"

"All retreat!"

Mo Yuegen, who was in shock, hurriedly ordered the withdrawal of troops on all fronts.

In fact, there was no need for Mo Yuegen's order, and the Tatar high-ranking people at the front had already ordered their subordinates to retreat in a panic. The guns of the white-clothed army are really powerful, as long as they are witnessed, they can't help but be afraid. In front of the guns of the white-clothed army, it was not a matter of falling one after another, but one by one, one by one. A burst of guns from the white-clothed army came, and at least hundreds of Tatar cavalry fell with a bang.

What's even more odious is that the cannons of the white-clothed army are all shotguns. All sorts of marbles, overwhelming, splattered everywhere. The shotgun of the redcoat cannon has a long range, and even if you hide five miles away, you may be hit. Some of the Tartar cavalry, who were originally in the rear, saw that their companions in front were knocked down in rows and pieces, and secretly took chance. As a result, a sudden flurry of marbles fell from the sky, knocking them over to the ground as well. As a result, the Tartar cavalry in the back could not be calm. For the sake of safety, they also hurriedly turned their horses' heads and ran away.

(To be continued)