"Bang!"

"puff!"

"ah……"

The quiet night was suddenly stained with scarlet blood.

Although the Ming Junerlang of No. 60 or 70 is only full of blood and courage, he is simply impossible to be the opponent of these elite Tartar Rangers, whether it is equipment, weapons or means.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Ming Jun'erlangs were already knocked down to the ground.

Although the six Tartars led by Lao Zhennu were also injured by the Ming army, they were all just physical injuries and were not fatal at all.

On the contrary, even if the Ming Junerlang was wearing armor, he was useless to these Tartars!

They don't hit the armored places on your chest, but instead exert the powerful power and power of various strange weapons to the limit, either hitting the head or hitting the neck.

This makes Ming Junerlang the death of his life if he is hit!

The key is that all this was too fast. In just one or two minutes, the mighty momentum of the Ming army had been torn apart. The six Tartars had begun to take the initiative with their powerful courage, and the situation was about to be out of control!

Xu Changqing was also a little confused at this time!

No matter how you calculate it, this is a sure victory tonight. Xu Changqing also specially left more space for his men to grow up in this kind of actual combat and accumulate more valuable war experience.

But who would have thought that before Xu Changqing could see clearly what was going on, familiar figures covered with mud were already retreating in pieces!

This state can’t see the situation on the battlefield on the mountain clearly, let alone assisting with feather arrows.

In the critical moment, Xu Changqing didn't have time to think too much, and carried a big bow on his back, and greeted his followers around him and rushed forward quickly.

After a while, when Xu Changqing rushed to the mountain, he saw clearly what he looked like, and it was like a fire was about to spurt out of his eyes.

But at this time, the crowds were crowded and they couldn't rush in at all. Xu Changqing glanced at him and saw a small tree not far away, like a crazy big monkey. He rushed to the edge of the tree in just a few seconds. With the help of the branches of the tree, most of them rushed up high, and took the bow and arrow.

"Haha, the lowly Minggou, let me die!"

At this time, the old Zhennu became more and more brave as he fought, his evil spirits surged into the sky, and his teeth and maces were full of wind, and his power was almost like a god of killing came to the world.

The Ming Junmen around him all had a memory. Even though he hated this old slave to the core, he did not dare to face his sharpness, and could only be forced to retreat.

"Ama is mighty, hahaha!"

"Haha, these humble Ming Gouzi want to come to our Muqi family's camp. Are you tired of working? Ah, my child is going to drink these Ming Gouzi's hearts today!"

"Master, you are so mighty!!"

"Haha, how could these lowly Minggou be the master's opponent..."

Lao Zhennu's bravery made several Tartar soldiers feel greatly motivated and extremely rampant.

Especially the two young real slaves, with the help of two Mongolian slaves next to them and the traitor of the Han army flag, they rushed and shouted, and were so arrogant that they were simply arrogant.

Lao Zhennu was also quite proud, but while enjoying the pleasure of killing chickens and dogs, he was not careless and shouted: "Gerel, Sato, go, go, prepare to pack up the war horses, I want them today..."

"call out!"

This old slave was so energetic that he was about to say something, but suddenly, a black thunder-like object was swept straight towards his throat not far away!

Lao Zhennu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he swallowed the rest back into his stomach. He didn't have time to pay attention to Zhao Zengjin, Zhang Hu, Ergou and others in front of him. He suddenly turned sideways and wanted to see who was so brave that he actually dared to attack him!

"puff!"

But Xu Changqing's black feather arrow was not only more powerful than he had imagined, but his speed and accuracy were far beyond his expectations.

The fierce mace in his hand had just blocked it, and Xu Changqing's cold black feather arrow had already pierced his throat.

"thump!"

His body, which was still full of murderous aura, fell stiffly to the ground.

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The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed!

"Ama, Ama!"

"Who, who! Which bastard is it, who dares to attack us?!"

The two real slaves didn't expect such a terrifying thing to happen in a good situation. The original excitement was suddenly kicked back to the soles of the feet, and their eyes were blood red. There was no time to think about anything else, so they quickly locked towards Xu Changqing.

"call out!"

But at this time, another black feather sword that Xu Changqing had no feelings at all had already escaped.

"puff!"

Poor as he approached Xu Changqing, the Zhennu who seemed to have Mongolian blood and was named Gerile, had a ferocious anger on his face, and before he could fully bloom, the black feather arrow pierced his left eye.

“…”

Grile didn't even have time to make any sound, and was already slammed to the ground by the powerful force of the black feather arrow, with scarlet blood and pale brain splashing.

"Ama, Prince!!!"

The last one, Shinusato, who may be under twenty years old, was stunned in an instant.

How could I think that his mighty and arrogant Ama, Prince, hadn't even understood what was going on in this short period of time, and had already...

The whole person froze on the spot, and the long horse spear in his hand had lost its defense.

"puff!"

"Hmm, ah————"

Just as he was stunned, Xu Changqing arrived with another black feather arrow, but this time he did not shoot the key to Satuo, but directly nailed it to his shoulder.

Satuo was directly driven out by the powerful force of the black feather arrow. After rolling in pain for a few times, he finally came back to his senses and rolled all over the ground and made a call like a pig.

All this only takes less than a minute.

Not to mention the two Mongolian Tartars and the Han army traitors were stupid, even the Ming army men were stupid and could not believe the reality in front of them for a moment.

"What are he doing when he is so stupid?! Take down these miscellaneous pieces for me!!!"

Seeing that the general situation was finally under control, Xu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out of it, and he roared violently like a lion.

"yes!"

The men came to their senses and immediately rushed forward, directly treating the two Mongolian Tartars and the Han army flag traitors as punching bags.

A few minutes later, the three unlucky guys were chopped into meat sauce, and the sato was tied into rice dumplings and brought to Xu Changqing.

At this time, whether it was Zhao Zengjin, Ergou, Xu Changqing's confidant servants, or Zhang Long, Zhang Hu, Zhao Qiliang, Wang Hongyang, the later Liao people, all of them hung their heads, like eggplants made by frost, without any strength in front of Xu Changqing.

Although they won the battle, the corpses of Jiutu Erlang on the ground, and three seriously injured and coma, each of them did not have the joy of victory. Some were just the terrifying and heavy feeling that was indescribable.

Too idiot.

Too useless!!!

With so many people on our side, not only did they not take down these dogs and Tartars without neatly taking them down, but instead...

If it weren't for the adults' actions, I'm afraid tonight...

Everyone was ready to welcome Xu Changqing's storm, but after waiting for a while, they found that the imagined storm did not come.

They immediately looked at Xu Changqing, but found that Xu Changqing's face was as calm as the deep night.

After a moment, Xu Changqing said, "Don't be stupid, clean up the battlefield, clean up the bodies of these brothers who died in battle, and we will leave immediately!"

"……yes!"

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The next morning, the team successfully returned to Pigtrotter Island along the familiar route outside the deep sea area, but did not return to Shark Island.

Because even Xu Changqing didn't know how to explain to the families of these dead brothers.

On fifty or sixty bamboo rafts, there was a dead silence.

Everyone should be careful to dock on the continuous wharf of Pigtrotter Island and land in turn.

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Xu Changqing had already calmed down at this time and did not say much. He asked Uncle Hong to take someone to prepare lunch first, and the others would rest at the dock.

Xu Changqing also sat on the rock he was very familiar with at the dock and looked at the deep sea in the distance.

The battle last night was indeed useless, but the more core reason was that Xu Changqing did not understand the environment and did not understand the situation, and made major mistakes in strategy and decision-making!

This is a skin-breaking pain that cannot be described in words!

Xu Changqing's blood seemed to have fallen on countless thousand-pound big stones!

Too much inertial thinking!

I thought that making accurate analysis based on the current environment would be realistic, but the facts were to directly teach Xu Changqing to be a human being in the most tragic way...

"call."

Xu Changqing couldn't help but breathe a long breath of turbid air.

Although I was extremely depressed, I had to calm down and analyze the gains and losses of this battle more carefully.
To be continued...