Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Zhu Wangli agrees with this very much. Zhang Shouren's hand-to-hand combat skills, especially the close-to-hand combat skills, are simply superb. Not to mention three or two people, ten or eight top fighters, each holding a short knife, fought Zhang Shouren hand-to-hand, and finally fell down. It must be them, not Zhang Shouren.

That kind of maneuvering skill, the ability to use the whole body as a weapon's killer move, ordinary people, no matter how hard they practice, they will not be able to catch up in a while.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wangli couldn't help but smile wryly: "Master Ganqing is just here for hunting."

"The sun is shining, you understand."

Just kidding, this Lao Shizi Ba Tulu singled out to death, the Qing army behind him became impatient and rushed forward. [

Ma Sanbiao cheered up, and said with a smile: "A few days ago, I beheaded a few Mongols, and the killing by the rebels was even more tasteless. What is the taste of this Jurchen Tartar? Today, I asked Ma Ye to eat meat!"

As he spoke, he yelled and rushed over.

The Qing army had less than 40 men, and they overturned seven or eight of them in the first round of strong shots. Zhang Shouren took away their morale again, and the rush forward in anger was just a moment of enthusiasm. Although these guys are Tatar soldiers, they have fought for decades , know which battles can be won and which battles can be lost.

One after another, Fushan has both steps and rides, and they cooperate with each other tacitly. Both the Secret Service and the internal guards have been trained much harder than ordinary battalion soldiers. A player who is not weak will not be weak in the long run.

At least, every inner guard is qualified to challenge the vest of the Qing army, which is slightly worse than Ge Bushxian and Baijia, but the distance is not that great.

After chopping melons and vegetables, a moment passed, and only five or six people from the Qing army got on their horses and fled away.

"In today's battle, my muscles and bones are loose."

Zhang Shouren beheaded two more people, and the fight was very comfortable, which made him really put in real kung fu... Two white armors, that's not covered, one person against two at the same time, even if it was him, he still took out all his strength It is only by luck that the hanging child can come out.

"My lord, what's next?"

Wang Yunfeng stepped forward to ask for instructions, just now in the battle, he also killed one person, now he lost a bit of the gloomyness of the spy chief, and gained a bit of the aura of a valiant warrior.

"The enemy is unknown..."

Zhang Shouren sighed, and said rather depressedly: "Go back to the teacher, it is also very important to heal Zhu Wangli's wounds. Our cavalry is not as good as others, and we won this game, but if there are more than a dozen Baijia, it will be fine." It’s very difficult to have me here. Since the reconnaissance is not good, there is no point wasting human life, go back to the teacher, go back to the teacher.”

Listening to his words, Zhu Wangli and the others couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Old Zhu, why are you making such a fool of yourself, what kind of pussy urine do you bleed?"

Although Zhang Shouren was in a waning mood, he still glared at Zhu Wangli and said, "If you lose, you'll just cry your mother's nose. What's there to cry about? After returning home, heal the wound first, and then sum up the lessons and experiences. What is good and what is right?" The enemy is effective, immediately and immediately, where is the improvement in dealing with other elites...You guys, compared with a monster like Bai Jia who has fought for at least ten years, it is not ashamed to lose!"

After he said this, Zhu Wangli and the others let go of the burden in their hearts. Immediately, Zhu Wangli presented the blunderbuss, explained the advantages and disadvantages in detail, and finally said to Zhang Shouren in a firm tone: "My lord, if the three of us More than ten people, each with a horse gun of this kind, what white armor, let them all die."

"Okay, I just like your arrogance."

"My lord, this steel crossbow is not bad either."

"Do you know how expensive this thing is..."[

"What about the firecracker?"

"This can be considered...but we have to wait until we get back to Fushan. Damn it, I can only accept it this time. Our cavalry skills are not as good as others, but don't be afraid, we will find the place next time."

The people below love to listen to Zhang Shouren's words. Under his encouragement, the morale of the setbacks gradually recovered, and there were more laughter and laughter. During the battle, he encountered a strong opponent and suffered a lot of losses, but on the whole, he did not gain nothing.

In the next cavalry-to-cavalry battle, the Fushan cavalry showed a completely different strength from this time...Of course, that's another story.