Bada opened his mouth wide.
He wanted to say something, but the big arrow came out of his mouth without giving him a chance to speak.
The Manchurian armored man was so anxious that he stretched out his arms to grab the arrow that came out of his mouth, and it was jumping around like it was stuck in his throat.
His eyes were bloodshot.
It's like being parasitized by something and taking away consciousness.
Until it suddenly stopped, his body slowly fell to the ground like cartilage.
Several nearby Manchu soldiers who were eating Shaqima were also hit by arrows at the same time.
These Manchurian soldiers who were tasting the delicacies of their hometown never thought that what took away their lives were those Manchurian arrows that were supposed to be shot at the Han people!
The powerful arrows directly broke through the armor of the Manchu soldiers and penetrated into their bodies mercilessly, causing the Manchu soldiers to stop their heartbeats on the spot, causing their lungs to bleed instantly, or making it difficult for them to move.
Wadda was also shot by an arrow.
The knight who always said that he was the nephew of the auxiliary minister was a little lucky, because he was not shot in the vital part, and the whizzing arrow passed through his right arm.
But the force of the arrow was so great that Wahuda's arm felt like it was being pulled by a giant object. He was originally looking south, but ended up looking north in the blink of an eye.
"Enemy attack!"
The instinct of the Eight Banners warrior made Wahuda endure the huge pain in his right arm and roar loudly.
However, before the lingering sound stopped, there was a heartbreaking pain on his back.
A big arrow had already entered his body.
Looking at the still quiet military camp in front of him and the burning bonfire, Wahuda knelt down unwillingly, pointed forward with his right hand, murmured something in his mouth, and tried to crawl forward, but then Until the light in front of him completely disappeared, he still knelt there motionless.
All consciousness in my mind is in vain.
"Enemy attack!"
Manchurian soldiers on the sentry towers on both sides of the village gate also shouted, and accompanied by the shouts were two corpses falling from above.
There were two "plops" and dust was scattered all over the ground.
One of the Manchurian soldiers had not yet died. His body was erecting like a zombie from time to time, and blood spurted out of his mouth as if he was free of charge.
The Manchu sentry who shouted about enemy attack failed to issue a second warning and was sent to meet the King of Hell with an arrow from Zhao Jinzhong not far away.
At the same time, dozens of sharp arrows were shot at the Manchu soldiers at the village gate like rain.
It made a "bah" sound when stuck on the wooden door.
Several Manchurian soldiers who escaped the first round of arrows had no time to react and were knocked to the ground by the second round of volleys from the Ming army.
"Kill Du Min!"
Seeing Zhao Jinzhong's success, Wang Wu, who had been lying on the ground, jumped up and shouted, holding a big knife in his hand and ran towards the village gate from the dark night like a demon rushing out of the fog.
"Kill Du Min!"
Ming warriors also holding swords appeared one after another from the night.
There was only a desperate killing intent in his eyes.
"We can't let the Han people rush in!"
After a Manchu soldier who was shot by an arrow and survived discovered that the Ming army was rushing towards the gate of the village, he got the courage from nowhere and staggered to the gate of the village. He tightly wrapped his arms around the gate, trying to block the tide with his own flesh and blood. The Ming army rushed in, buying the last time for the companions in the camp who had not yet responded.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Wang Wu, who was the first to rush to the gate of the village, swung his sword mercilessly and cut down the arms of the Manchu soldier through the wooden fence.
The knife falls!
Both palms fell to the ground at the same time!
The blood from the broken wrist covered Wang Wu's face like a water gun.
The broadsword used its remaining strength to slash hard on the wood as thick as a bowl below. With a "bang" sound, the wood broke into two pieces.
The blade slashed straight to the ground without any resistance, leaving a deep slash mark and shocking Wang Wu's right hand.
"cut!"
One big sword after another slashed at the gate of the wooden village. When they were almost done, the Ming army soldiers in the front row roared and slammed into the gate with all their strength. The gate of the village immediately disintegrated as if it was torn into pieces, and the wood was scattered on the ground.
"kill!"
Stepping on the corpse of the Manchurian soldier shot behind the door, the Ming army quickly moved forward like a sharp arrow shot into the stronghold, and then surged like a tide through countless streams towards every corner of the stronghold.
Kill people and set fires!
The Ming soldiers who poured into the stronghold rushed into every room they could see, frantically slashing and killing the sleeping Manchu soldiers, as well as those who were awakened by the sound and rushed out to check without even putting on their armor. Manchu soldiers.
"Go to hell, dog Tartar!"
Cao Diwei, Wang Wu's personal soldier, chopped a Manchurian vest to the ground with one knife, and then swung the blade towards another Manchurian vest who was holding his pants in both hands and staring at him blankly.
The vest, which had no weapon in hand, subconsciously took a few steps back, but because he stepped back too fast, his left foot stepped on the corner of his trousers, and he was caught off guard and tripped to the ground.
Before he could reach out to pick up the weapon placed aside, Cao Diwei's sword had already fallen.
A blood groove was cut out from left to right on the chest of the vest, which was not protected by armor.
In the blood tank, Sensen's ribs were as neat as ribs.
This scene made the other two Manchu soldiers on the bunk, who had not yet gotten up, frightened.
One of them jumped out of bed without even wearing any clothes and went to grab the knife he had placed on the end of the bunk in an attempt to fight the Ming army.
One of them was wrapped in a quilt and was in a daze. I don't know if he was frightened, or he was still in a daze after sleeping so soundly and suddenly woke up.
The Manchu soldiers who wanted to take the sword were killed on the spot by the Ming soldiers who came in with Cao Diwei, even though this Manchu soldier was extremely fierce.
Cao Diwei jumped on the bunk and swung his sword at the Manchu soldier who was wrapped in a quilt and stared at him. When the sword was about to fall, the Manchu soldier came to his senses and subconsciously rolled his body. As a result, the sword did not hit his chest. , but chopped on his legs.
The Manchu soldier was so painful that he kept wailing in the quilt.
The quilt was instantly stained red with blood.
"Brother Cao, I'm going to set a fire!"
Xu Lin's voice came from outside. The former green camp sentry was leading his men to set fires everywhere, in order to completely disrupt the Cizhu Cage, so that the Manchu soldiers in the village would panic and flee, or it would be difficult to defend themselves against each other. Massacre.
Surprise attack was the basis for the Ming army's victory.
Chaos is the best ally of the Ming army.
Zhao Jinzhong also led his archers to follow the sword team, shooting from time to time at the Manchu soldiers who rushed out with weapons to resist.
With the rapid advance of the Ming army, half of the Ci Bamboo Cage was in chaos.
Some Manchurian soldiers reacted, but when they rushed out with weapons, they found that the people they were killing were their own people.
All have braids!
Who is the enemy? !
The brief moment of confusion cost them their lives.
It was not until the Ming army cut down these Manchu soldiers who could not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy that some Manchu soldiers discovered that the enemies seemed to have white scarves tied around their necks or arms.
Unfortunately, they found out too late.
Similar situations are happening everywhere in the village.
After being awakened, the counselor leader Ye Bu immediately ran out with his subordinate Goshiha. However, he knew that the village was under attack by the Ming army and there were enemies hacking and killing everywhere in front of him, but Ye Bu didn't know what to do.
Just because he didn't know who the enemy was.
While in a daze, someone shouted: "Sir, run, there are too many Ming troops!"
This shout made Ye Bu immediately decide to evacuate, because he could not lead anyone to stop the chaotic situation in front of him.
"Sir, let's go!"
Seven or eight Manchurian soldiers fled to Ye Bu in the light of the fire. The leader was a man in a vest covered in blood. It was this person who made the shout just now.
"Follow me to protect Lord Tong!"
Ye Bu did not just focus on escaping, but thought about the safety of the deputy capital commander.
Just when he motioned to the armored men to follow him to find the deputy commander, the Manchu soldier who shouted that the Ming army was too numerous suddenly took advantage of his unpreparedness and stepped forward and slashed him on the back of the neck.
This knife was so unexpected that not only Ye Bu didn't expect it, but the Goshiha people around him didn't expect it either.
Ye Bu, who was holding his head that was about to fall off, wanted to turn around in shock to see who had attacked him, but he couldn't turn his head around.
I could only hear my own Goshiha screaming in her ears: "You are not Manchuria!"
"No, I'm Manchuria!"
Kang Enbei's answer was extremely firm.
He is Manchurian.
To say that Potian is also Manchuria!
