please make me king

Chapter 1476 Bloody Battle

"General, General Zhang!" Seeing General Zhaode Zhang Fengyi and the opposite general stabbing each other at the same time, the left and right couldn't help being shocked, and rushed to rescue Zhang Fengyi.

"General, are you alright?" Several women took a closer look, only to see that Zhang Fengyi was shot in the left shoulder, her armor was broken, and blood flowed out.

"It's okay, hurry up and see if the enemy general is dead!" Zhang Fengyi ordered while struggling to get up.

"Dead, terribly dead!" A woman, under the guard of the soldiers, ran over to check it out, and saw that "Neizhijia Lazhangjing" Chen Tai had a blood hole in his chest, gurgling and spraying outwards. Stained with blood, seeing dead.

She couldn't help pulling out her waist knife, and skillfully untied Chen Tai's head, while laughing, "The general is good at marksmanship, this spear hit the Tartar's heart, piercing through both the man and the armor!"

As the saying goes: Martial arts are top-notch, and there is no limit to high.

Logically speaking, as a woman, Zhang Fengyi is slightly inferior to a man in terms of strength and reaction.

This Neizhijia Lazhang Jingniu Colu Chen Tai, as the grandson of Eyidu, one of the five founding ministers of the Later Jin Dynasty, and the son of Cherge, is naturally not an easy person.

No matter from which point of view, Zhang Fengyi faced this person alone, it would be ten deaths but no life.

However, things in the world are never absolute.

In a normal fight, Zhang Fengyi would naturally not be able to beat this person, but if he exchanged injuries for his life, and used mental calculations without intentions, Chen Tai would only end up dead.

It turns out that even if it's a battle on the battlefield, few people really have the reason to be desperate, so the combat skills of ordinary training are also based on the premise of both sides protecting themselves.

For a person with poor martial arts skills, even if he risked his life, he might not be able to pose any threat to Chen Tai.

But this time it was Zhang Fengyi, a rebel general who was skilled in martial arts due to limited talent.

Poor Chen Tai didn't expect it, this Feng Yi really came here with the intention of mortal death.

When meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins, and the two sides only meet each other, and he loses his life.

Seeing the head of the opposite general, Zhang Fengyi couldn't help but struggled and continued to charge despite being excited.

The left and right were startled when they saw her, and several women hurriedly stopped her.

Encouraged by Zhang Fengyi, the other warriors could not help but scrambled to occupy the position at the tip of the cone, and bravely fought towards the golden soldiers.

Seeing the death of their own generals and the momentum of the rebel army, the Ba Yala camp was immediately overwhelmed by it.

The weak line of defense composed of more than a thousand elites, like paper paste, was pierced by the cone-shaped formation of white soldiers all the way to the yellow flag formation that was being deployed.

"Hold on, hold on, behind is our army formation, and behind is our emperor!" Na Bai Tuyin never expected that Chen Tai would be so careless, he would collapse at the touch of a touch, so he had to bite the bullet and push forward.

"Kill, kill, kill through the enemy formation, avenge my brothers who died in the bloody battle of Hunhe!" At this time, General Zhang Fengyi of Zhaode was no longer able to fight.

She suffered a gunshot wound to her shoulder, and her feet were bloody and bloody. She could only hold the spear with her right hand, and limped to boost the morale of the white soldiers.

However, at this time, it doesn't matter what she shouts, the important thing is that as long as she stands there, the seven thousand white soldiers will be like a rainbow.

She, Zhaode General Zhang Fengyi, is not only the concubine of His Royal Highness King Shun, but also the commander-in-chief of the seven thousand white soldiers.

With her status and status, now that she has been hurt to such an extent, what reason do they have to shrink back?

"Kill, kill, kill"

With a loud shout, the [-] white soldiers of the rebel army were getting closer, and for the first time, Mrs. Hong showed a look of sullen anger: "Waiting for Tuyin, asking for Tuyin, what on earth is he eating!"

"Your Highness." University scholar Fan Wencheng carefully watched the situation on the battlefield for a long time, and his face could not help showing a solemn expression.

"I'm afraid. This white soldier is not what it used to be!"

"What's different now?" Tai Hong asked impatiently, but just after halfway through the question, the elite figure on the bank of the Hun River suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder. A Cold War.

"White soldiers, white soldiers, isn't the whole army wiped out!" He asked impatiently.

He hadn't ascended the throne back then, and it was an old slave who led them to fight.

They used their absolute superiority to forcefully overwhelm the white-armed soldiers. As a result, not only were they killed two to three thousand people, they also killed three of them, the general and the guerrilla.

In desperation, the old slave had no choice but to offer a huge reward to the gunners of the Ming army, and only then broke the formation by hitting them with cannons in red.

Today, where is the superior force of "My Qing Dynasty", and where is the red cannon?

Hong Tai saw the white-armed elite soldiers who were killing more and more bravely, and his palms trembled involuntarily.

It turned out that although Zhang Fengyi's [-] white soldiers were still from Shizhu and Chieftain Chieftain Yiyang's background, they were not as elite as the white soldiers in the bloody battle in Hunhe.

It's just that since she led more than ten thousand Sichuan soldiers to join Zhang Shun, Zhang Shunyi has been serving as a dry city, not only giving priority to food, clothing and armor, but also weeding out the old and weak, and training hard.

These soldiers are all good soldiers, but due to the limited financial resources of the chieftain, it was far from enough to realize their potential.

After receiving Zhang Shun's full support, Zhang Fengyi trained him to death and went through many battles.

Until this moment, these seven thousand white soldiers finally broke through themselves and turned into butterflies.

Under the anger of revenge and the encouragement of Zhang Fengyi's selflessness, he became the same white soldier as in the bloody battle of Hunhe.

"Kill, kill, kill!" These white soldiers gave up the bows and arrows in their hands, just wore iron helmets and cotton armor, and held white guns to move forward.

"Ten steps, ten steps!" Seeing that he couldn't resist, Bai Tuyin couldn't help shouting.

Ten steps of shooting, Hou Jin's elite stunt, specializing in shooting in the face.

"Shua, Shua, Shua!" Following Bai Tuyin's order, countless long arrows like small spears flew over.

"Zuoduoduo, ah!" Some of the long arrows were nailed to the heavy helmets of the white soldiers, while others were shot in the face of the white soldiers. For a while, it was unknown how many white soldiers fell down.

However, the front row fell and the rear row topped.

The white-bared soldiers forming the conical formation, as if ignorant and unaware, rushed forward without stopping a step.

Xianghuang Banner Gushan Ezhenbai Tuyin saw the white-armed soldiers marching forward, and for the first time a panic expression appeared on his face.

It's terrible, it's terrible, a team that is not afraid of long-range strikes at all, how should it fight?
"Kill, kill back, we 'Batulu of the Great Qing Kingdom' have never been afraid of anyone!" Bai Tuyin couldn't help but tremble with fear, while feeling ashamed for his timidity.

Seeing that the arrow rain could not stop the white soldiers, he made the same choice as Neizhijia Lazhangjing Chentai, trying to restore his dignity with hand-to-hand tactics.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The two sides once again engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and densely packed spears and spears began to poke each other.

This time, they finally stopped the advance of the white soldiers.

However, since the formation of white pole soldiers was a conical formation, it was quickly embedded into the formation of yellow flags during the battle between the two sides, cutting it into two sections.

Of course, at the same time that the inlaid yellow flag was cut into two sections, it was equivalent to the white-armed soldiers being attacked from both sides by the opponent.

If it was an ordinary army, it would definitely be unable to withstand such a flanking attack.

However, white soldiers are not.

In the training of white pole soldiers, there is no other formation, only a conical formation.

The conical formation is indomitable, there is death but there is no life!
"Kill, kill them!" Zhang Fengyi ordered loudly with her hoarse voice.

"Kill, kill them!" The seven thousand white soldiers shouted in unison, and suddenly, under the pressure of the yellow flags on the left and right wings, the cone-shaped formation gradually became flat and long, really piercing through them like an awl. Breaking through the line of defense inlaid with yellow flags, he was firmly nailed into the back of the Jin Zhongjun formation.

"No, kill them all, kill them all!" At this moment, Mrs. Hong stood on the watchtower, with a mournful cry, she couldn't help but shouted like crazy.

The white pole soldiers transformed into a flat and long formation, although the impact force has become stronger, but at the same time, it is also easy to be cut into several sections, and then divided and annihilated.

However, everything is over!

Once the central army formation is hit from behind, all that awaits them is chaos and defeat.

This is the fatal blow that Zhang Fengyi and her white soldiers used their lives to complete for Zhang Shun against the Houjin formation!
After smashing through the enemy's formation, the white soldiers fulfilled their promise.

(End of this chapter)