Huang Yi wielded the engineer shovel with all his strength and ran rampant, causing blood to fly wherever he went.

The closely followed Karitu, Tiger Roaring River, Tiger Roaring Valley, etc. were like tigers descending the mountain, killing each other heartily.

Even though those who followed the golden armor to charge were direct descendants, a small part of the most elite armored cavalry in the Seleng tribe, they were still frightened by the slayer-like Huang Yi, Ka Letu and others.

After a while, Huang Yi felt that the resistance ahead was much smaller.

The armored cavalry who came face to face did not dare to come forward to fight. Most of them ran diagonally to miss the head-harvesting front formed by Huang Yi, Karitu, Hu Xiaochuan, etc.

"Huang Yi Batulu is mighty!"

"The leader of the Seleng tribe was killed by Huang Yibatulu!"

"Master Huang is victorious!"

"Kill! Kill! The Seleng tribe has collapsed. Brothers, charge!"

"Don't let go of those with armor, there must be big fish heads there!"

"It turns out that most of the lewd people are just fake people! There are so many old men and children."

"Hahaha... I'm so vulnerable! Kill!..."

"Why don't you even let the old man and the child go?"

"They did not dismount and kneel down to surrender, they all had knives in their hands, and there are no children here, and they are all higher than the wheels!"

"Don't talk nonsense, and don't be merciful. If you don't kill these little brats, why don't you let them grow up and come to me for revenge?"

"That's right! Brothers, don't be merciful, kill them all!"

After overwhelming the front row of the Seleng tribe, the enemy was exposed, and his true face of weakness was revealed.

The already high morale of our own troops became even more passionate, and the enemy turned into a mess, with endless cries...

Wolves galloped, horses neighed, heads rolled, blood flowed, and the killing seemed to change the color of the world.

Geng Zhanghua, who had been forced to stay behind and watched the battle, picked up his binoculars from time to time to take a closer look.

If you strive for a charge to seal the victory and form a cover-up, you must be the fastest and fiercest.

Huang Yi knew that he had been mythized by the Mongolian cavalry and had unparalleled appeal, so he decided to charge into the battle himself.

As long as all the Mongolian knights can be motivated to rush to the front, this battle can be won with minimal losses.

If you take the risk yourself and take the lead, you may not be able to come back.

So Huang Yi solemnly handed the telescope to Geng Zhanghua for safekeeping, and told him to be careful not to lose this unique treasure in the world.

This is also the reason why Geng Zhanghua is willing to hold the line from behind.

He had used a telescope before, and it was just a matter of several people taking turns to look at it. Today, he was actually able to keep the telescope, and of course he had to take a good look at it at one time.

With the telescope, Geng Zhanghua could see the entire battlefield clearly.

Huang Yi's valiant fight dazzled him for a moment, and the best way to describe it is to yearn for it with all his heart or to be in a leisurely state of mind.

Suddenly Geng Zhanghua felt unhappy. He felt that Huang Yi was actually plotting against him by leaving the telescope behind, so that he would not want to kill him himself.

He felt unhappy and cursed secretly. He was simply bullying others too much. This kind of behavior was the same as giving a toy to a child who was following him and asking him to stay at home and play obediently.

Custard

Am I your superior, or your double brother-in-law, and you bully me like this?

This was unbearable, so Geng Zhanghua suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed:

"The melee, what a bastard! That guy Huang Yi turned a deaf ear to what I said and rushed to the front row as if he didn't care about his life! I'm going to deal with him later!"

Geng Qi knew Geng Zhanghua's temper and knew that he was greedy and his heart was on fire. He didn't talk to him at all, but kept to himself and praised:

"That's great! I could see it clearly. Master Huang shot a crossbow and killed a gold-armored leader. He rushed forward and cut down several armored cavalrymen.

Mr. Huang is definitely an out-and-out hero!"

Geng Zhanghua's scolding was entirely out of envy and jealousy. He also longed to risk his own life and kill the Tatars on the battlefield.

But reason told him that the general could not just kill him happily, but had to shoulder more responsibilities.

Seeing Huang Yi's actions, wouldn't it be irresponsible to charge in personally?

Didn't you see that because of Huang Yi's personal charge, the morale of our side was so high that the knights were so excited that they howled like wolves and tigers?

Alas! The unbeatable general is the mainstay! Geng Zhanghua was convinced. He put down the telescope and carefully hid it in his arms.

Said: "Okay, don't just watch, let's rush forward too!"

"No, your safety is more important than anything else. We will definitely win, and we will not be short of a few of us."

Geng Qi and nine of the Geng family's armored servants surrounded Geng Zhanghua, and the rest of the armored cavalry rushed forward.

The remaining troops in the formation were all musketeers who were unable to ride and fight. At this time, they all carried loaded Rumi muskets, hoping that Karaqin Tatars could rush into the shooting range.

It's a pity that Selengbu, who seemed to have the same number of people as our own, had a silver-like wax spear head, and there was no need to charge repeatedly for several rounds. They were defeated in one charge.

Geng Qi was now an experienced driver who had experienced more than ten battles. He could see the disparity in strength at a glance. He was worried about causing trouble when victory was inevitable, so he resisted the urge to charge in person.

Unexpectedly, Geng Zhanghua's hands were itching unbearably at this time, and he said: "The men and horses in the Seleng Department were either killed or escaped. I rushed over at this time and are safe!"

"This is the most dangerous time. If a few dead soldiers rush out from the yurt, it will be impossible to guard against it."

"It doesn't matter, we just have to stay away from the yurt! Can you still see where Huang Yi is now?"

"Master Huang's horse is fast, he should be able to catch up."

Huang Yi was used to leaping on horseback and slashing, used to seeing corpses strewn all over the ground, and charging like wolves and tigers. He had long since lost the respect that modern people have for life.

Every time he drove his horse to charge, his blood surged, and he roared and danced with his sapper shovel, hacking and chopping randomly, like a madman.

In the past two or three days, Karitu, the first warrior of Hedanbaat'er's tribe, has charged eight times with Huang Yi, and his admiration for him has grown in his heart.

Because he found that Huang Yi was not afraid of death, was braver than Hedanbaat'er, braver than himself, and killed far more enemies than himself every time.

There are no weak soldiers under a strong general. The leader Huang Yi is so crazy in fighting, and the knights under his command are of course even crazier.

The resistance troops organized in the Seleng camp looked like there were three to four thousand, but in fact there were only more than a thousand capable of fighting, including more than 500 young and middle-aged knights and less than 200 equipped with iron armor.

How could such a ragtag group stand up to a fight? After encountering the charge led by Huang Yi himself, they collapsed in just one round like wind and clouds, and the next step was the fate of being killed.
Chapter completed!