Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Today's battle is very difficult, but the winning side is always on the side of the Eight Banners!

"Kill slaves! Come with me!"

Seeing that Bashiku wielding his long saber and rushing towards him with a few white armored cavalry, Zhu Wangli didn't say much, but just waved the iron spear in his hand. There was no expression of pain.

At this moment, the only thing a man can do is hold on!

What about death and injury, heartache, and worry, we will talk about it after the war.If you can survive, you can talk about everything. If you can’t survive, it’s useless to think too much. [

At this moment, the most correct way is to treat yourself like a dead person!

It's just that when he was hedging, Zhu Wangli forgot to take a look at the three musketeers who were dozens of steps away.I don't know if these three guys understand his arrangements and painstaking efforts, but if the scumbags follow suit and put it all here, it would be too wronged.

Right now, he really doesn't have much confidence, six white armors against eight Fushan cavalry, the correct calculation result is not that the Fushan soldiers win, but the white armor wins.

This is the gap in strength, although admitting this gap makes Zhu Wangli very painful, but it is a fact, the most basic element for a military commander is to face reality squarely.

As if there was a "boom", the two iron streams collided again!

Although there were no more than fourteen people in total, when they charged and fought each other, they seemed to have the aura of a thousand troops.

Although Zhu Wangli was injured, he still rushed to the front, and he took aim at the Bashiku.

The opponent is a typical Jurchen, with small eyes and a round face. The complexion on the face is red and dark, covered with knife-like wrinkles.With a red cherry helmet on his head and a red flag behind him, he is a typical white-armored officer.

When the two riders were ten steps apart, the two sides did not observe each other's opponents. One side raised a knife and the other side raised a gun. They used all their energy to point the weapon in their hands at the opponent.

"die!"

Zhu Wangli roared and stabbed the spear at the opponent. His speed, figure, and strength all exploded perfectly.

The opponent also roared in Jurchen words, and slashed at Zhu Wangli with the same speed and determination.

"boom!"

The weapons on both sides stood together in mid-air.

With equal strength, both of them let go.This is an inevitable result, and it is impossible for the two sides to cut many times.In horse battles, the decisive victory is in an instant. Whoever is faster and more accurate wins.

Everything is equal, it is the result of falling together.

The two officers fell to the ground at the same time.

Zhu Wangli's reaction was faster, and with a tiger pounce, he pinned his opponent to the ground.

This cannot but be said that his first stomach war is cheap.Fushan cavalry are mostly cotton armor inlaid with iron leaves, and the white armor in front of you is wearing chain mail on the innermost layer, iron armor on the outside, and cotton iron armor on the outermost layer. The three layers of iron armor add up to at least fifty catties, which is very heavy. The speed of getting up is naturally a bit slower than Zhu Wangli. [

As he stretched out his hand, Zhu Wangli grabbed the opponent's throat.Naturally, the opponent would not stand still and resist, pushing Zhu Wangli's chin with one hand, and touching the Xie Dao hanging on his waist with the other hand.

"My mother, you still go to touch the knife, you bastard!"

Zhu Wangli was furious and burst out with brute force, ignoring the pain from the opponent's hand scratching his face and the corner of his eye, he punched straight down.

One punch, two punches, ten punches.

Gradually, blood was poured out, and even the opponent's eyeballs were violently smashed, and a stench of stench came to the nostrils.

"Haha." At this moment, Zhu Wangli sat on the opponent's corpse, looked up to the sky and smiled: "My lord, I thank you, this skill is the result of your hard training!"