Huang Yi wielded the engineer shovel with all his strength and went on a rampage, 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 them 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 Selu 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 Se Leng Division was killed by Huang Yi Batulu!"
"Master Huang is victorious!"
"Kill! Kill! The Se Leng Department 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. They are all taller than the wheels!"
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"Don't talk nonsense, and don't be merciful. Why don't you kill these little brats and let them grow up to seek revenge from me?"
"That's right! Brothers, don't be merciful, kill them all!"
After overwhelming the front row of Se Leng's troops, the enemy's true colors were exposed, and their true 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 was forced to hold the battle from behind, had been watching the battle. He also picked up his telescope to take a closer look from time to time.
To strive for a charge to seal the victory and form a cover-up, you must be the fastest and most powerful.
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 inspired 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 battle 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. 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, who was fighting bravely, dazzled him for a while. He could best describe it as yearning for it or being fascinated.
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 the child to stay at home and play obediently.
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:
"Hongzhan, that's too much! 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! The humble officer saw clearly that Mr. Huang shot a crossbow and killed a gold-armored leader, then 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 also had to shoulder more responsibilities.
Looking at the behavior of the general Huang Yi, is it irresponsible to charge in person?
Didn't you see that because of Huang Yi's personal charge, the morale of our own team was so high that the knights were so excited that they howled like wolves and tigers?
well! 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 rest of the leading troops were all musketeers who were unable to ride and fight. At this time, they all carried loaded Rumi guns, hoping that the Karaqin Tatars could rush into the shooting range.
It's a pity that Se Lengbu, who seems to be no less outnumbered than our own, has a silver-like wax spear head, and there is no need to repeatedly charge for several rounds. They will be 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 of the Se Leng Department were either killed or escaped. I rushed over and are safe now!"
"This is the most dangerous time. If a few dead soldiers rush out of the yurt, it will be difficult to prevent them."
"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, charging like wolves and tigers, and 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 the engineer shovel, hacking and chopping randomly, like a madman.
In the past three days, Karitu, the first warrior of Hedanbaat'er's tribe, has charged eight times with Huang Yi, and he is more and more admired 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 Se Leng's 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.
Such a ragtag group could not stand a fight. After encountering the charge led by Huang Yi, they collapsed in one round like wind and clouds, and the next step was the fate of being killed.
In just a quarter of an hour, there were more than a thousand corpses left on the battlefield, one or two thousand old and young people kneeling begging for surrender, and hundreds of remnants trying to escape on horseback.
