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Chapter 552, one-sided

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    "It seems that Battelle's persuasion failed~"

    Beside Liu Jin, Wang Shouren looked at the grassland army that had raised its machete and said to Liu Jin beside him.

    "It's better to fail. If we don't kill them, they won't be obedient."

    Liu Jin looked indifferent, then thought for a while and said: "When you have almost killed them, call them to surrender. If they are willing to surrender, give them a way to live."

    "Killing is not the purpose. In Battelle's words, many of them are just children."

    "Hmm~"

    Wang Shouren nodded solemnly, then took out the sword in his hand and waved the long sword.

    "Kill~"

    Wang Shouren took the lead, killing the grassland army like a gust of wind.

    As Wang Shouren rushed out, the five thousand elite cavalry that had been prepared rushed forward like a tide, their sabers raised one after another, shining dazzlingly under the sunlight.

    ¡°Dong~dong~¡±

    The war horses of both sides were galloping on the open grassland. Thousands of horses were galloping, and the earth made a rumbling roar, as if it was shaking.

    "Gah~"

    In the sky, vultures and eagles are constantly chirping and circling, and more and more people are gathering, seemingly singing a prelude to the undead.

    "Alas~"

    Barter, Hardan, and Huhe stood on horseback on a high slope, looking at the two mighty armies in front of them like two huge dark clouds pressing towards each other.

    What is about to appear is the light of swords and the shadow of swords, and the bloody storm.

    A long sigh.

    "Whoops~"

    In addition to being good at riding horses, prairie people are also best at bows and arrows.

    When the distance between the two sides was very close, the prairie people bent their bows and shot arrows one after another, and arrows rained down like rain for a while.

    ¡°Bump~¡±

    However, except for a few of these bows and arrows that are useful on horses, most of them have no effect on cavalry wearing armor.

    These armors have been rigorously tested and can withstand most bow and arrow shots. Even if they can penetrate the armor, the remaining power is not enough to cause much damage.

    "this?"

    When Suotu saw this scene, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. Only now did he see clearly that all these Ming cavalry were actually cavalry wearing armor.

    It¡¯s too luxurious~

    He never thought that all five thousand cavalrymen were wearing armor.

    However, before he could think about it for long, the two armies collided fiercely like two tides.

    In an instant, blood spattered and countless figures fell from their horses.

    The green grassland was dyed red with blood, and it fainted quickly, which was very eye-catching.

    "Whoops~"

    Wang Shouren was wearing armor, and the long sword in his hand was extremely sharp. His whole body was like a sharp blade. Wherever he passed, the grassland army seemed to be cut into pieces of cloth.

    There was no one who was Wang Shouren's enemy. As the long sword passed by, figures fell one after another.

    Behind Wang Shouren, the figures were the same.

    The saber produced by Miyun Iron Factory is light, sharp, and most suitable for cavalry to kill on horseback.

    It is like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, and like the wind blowing away the remaining clouds, destroying the withered leaves.

    With just one wave of impact, the prairie people's army was instantly shattered to pieces.

    ???????????????????????????? It was also a slashing attack, and the prairie man's scimitar fell on the armor. It only left a mark on it, but it was difficult to cause any substantial damage.

    But the Ming army¡¯s sabers were extremely sharp.

    Even if it only relies on the impact of the war horse, blood will flow wherever the saber passes.

    The difference between having armor and not having armor is really huge.

    Even though the prairie people are born to be warriors, they are born to be a people on horseback.

    But facing the Ming army, which was armed to the teeth, they still had no choice.

    "This is impossible~"

    Suotu wiped the blood from his face, turned around and looked at the battlefield where they had just fought.

    The war horses kept roaring lowly in front of their masters, as if calling their masters to stand up again.

    The bodies of prairie people are everywhere in the open grassland.

    The bodies of the Ming army"Raise your sword~"

    "Horse~"

    "Kill~"

    Wang Shouren¡¯s voice was very loud.

    With Wang Shouren's order conveyed, the five thousand cavalrymen neatly raised their sabers to their chests, and then gently patted the horses with their legs.

    The speed of the war horse slowly increased, and the saber in his hand was tilted behind him. Then the speed became faster and faster, like a strong wind rushing towards the grassland army.

    Wang Shouren still took the lead, this time targeting Suotu.

    Suotu also stared at Wang Shouren, and the two of them rushed towards each other like two strong winds.

    The scimitar and the sword were raised high, and then with two cold lights, the two of them staggered, and Suotu fell heavily.

    "Surrender without killing~"

    After killing Suotu, Wang Shouren continued to rush forward, and then shouted loudly in a somewhat lame prairie dialect.

    Behind Wang Shouren, five thousand cavalry kept charging and shouting at the same time.

    The two sides clashed again.

    ? One after another figures fell from the war horses.

    Soon after, the two sides separated again, exchanged positions, turned around again, and looked at the battlefield where they had just fought.

    It was still the same as the first time. All I saw were the corpses of prairie people. Countless war horses stopped beside their masters. Blood watered the earth. In the creeks that gathered aside, the clear creeks were all gone.  Dye it red.

    "Sneak attack without killing~"

    "Sneak attack without killing~"

    The Ming army kept roaring.

    After hearing what the Ming army said, look at the battlefield again.

    Someone collapsed, dropped the scimitar in his hand, dismounted, and fell to his knees.

    If someone takes the lead, more and more people will surrender.

    They are scared, really scared.

    Last year¡¯s battle, many people couldn¡¯t figure out how it was defeated and why all the grassland troops were left in the Central Plains.

    Now, Mingren chose to go head-to-head with them, cavalry versus cavalry directly on the grassland.

    They still lost, completely and completely.

    "The field battles they were most proud of in the past have all been defeated. What else can they compete with the Ming Dynasty?"

    Suo Tu also died. This careerist passed away with his ambition and the glorious glory of the grassland people.

    More and more people surrendered, and in the end, only Aboulance and Bala were left with hundreds of people who had not dismounted and surrendered.

    Bala and Abelance looked at each other, both looking at a loss.

    "Surrender and stop making fearless sacrifices."

    "Maybe Battle and the others are right."

    After a long time, Bala closed his eyes, dropped his scimitar, slowly dismounted, knelt on the ground, and chose to surrender.

    "Father Khan~"

    Abel Lance looked at the eagle in the blue sky.

    Then he looked at the people around him, and then at the warriors of the Klei tribe.

    He is very unwilling. He is the only living son of Dayan Khan. If he surrenders, all the Tatar tribes will surrender to the Ming Dynasty.

    He thought of his father Dayan Khan, and he wanted to pick up his scimitar again and charge at the Ming army.

    But look at the warriors of the Kled tribe around us. They are old and young. If they all die here, the Kled tribe will really become a tribe of widows in the future.

    Their Klei tribe is really going to perish.

    "Keng~"

    He slowly dropped the golden knife in his hand, dismounted, and knelt down on the grassland.

    Surrendering is not for yourself, but for the Kled tribe behind you. The Kled tribe must continue. The remaining Kled tribe warriors are the last strength of the Kled tribe.

    "I'm finally scared~"

    Liu Jin looked at the corpses on the grassland and the grassland people kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

    It is useless to reason with the prairie people. The most effective way is to rely on fists.

    If you defeat them and hurt them, they will be afraid and obedient.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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