Chapter 164 We are our own
Fierce!
It’s so fierce!
Zhu Zaijing never dreamed that Huang Jin, who usually looked harmless to humans and animals, would act so fiercely.
I saw him rushing into the Tatar camp on his war horse, slashing with his sword, but there was not a single creature in his path.
Seeing such a ferocious Huang Jin, Zhu Zaijing was almost stunned.
Is this the same eunuch who usually smiles? The force value that exploded was as if he had practiced the "Sunflower Book".
Of course, Zhu Zaijing is not too bad. Under the protection of his personal guards, he is like a hungry wolf breaking into the sheepfold. The long knife in his hand is like the wolf's horn. Teeth, every time they open their teeth, they will bite off a sheep's neck.
The Tatar soldiers stationed and recuperating in the Tatar camp never dreamed that one day they would be as helpless and weak as a sheep.
The counterattack they stopped when they were in panic had no effect at all. They were directly scattered by the Ming army cavalry who rushed in, and then were ruthlessly harvested by the butcher knives raised by the Ming army cavalry. .
Guruge, who was still enjoying himself comfortably in the tent, could not help but feel a thump in his heart when he heard the movement outside. The kumiss in his hand trembled involuntarily and fell to the ground, turning into a beige stain.
“What happened?”
Guruge stood up nervously and excitedly, grabbed the saber beside him and shouted outside.
The guards outside were already panicking at this moment and forgot to notify their master.
Guruge didn't hear anyone respond to him, and his fear couldn't help but become a little more serious. He carefully held the scimitar in his hand and approached the curtain of the big tent, and then quietly raised it.
The picture that greeted Guruge's eyes at this moment was like a portrayal of purgatory on earth.
He saw a circle of Ming cavalry that looked like hell demons rushing into the Tatar camp unscrupulously, and they were still killing people everywhere in the camp, setting fire to them while they were doing it.
The frightened Tatar soldiers were like headless flies at this time, not knowing where to go.
Guruge was frightened. He took a few steps back involuntarily, but he soon came to his senses. He knew very well that there was no way to survive hiding in such a camp, and the only way to survive was to let go. Only by breaking out of the current Tatar camp can we hope to escape.
So, even though Guruge was extremely frightened at this time, he was still thinking that he had to rush out.
Guruge did not dare to delay any longer, because he had already seen that the Ming cavalry charging towards him was no more than a hundred steps away from his tent. If he could not take advantage of the gap of a hundred steps to escape, he might escape forever. No more falling.
Guruge rushed out of his tent with his machete in hand. Looking at the horses tied next to the tent, he rushed over without hesitation and cut off the ropes tied to the horses with one knife. Then he got on his horse and ran for his life.
Zhu Zaijing looked up and saw a Tatar who rushed out of the camp. In a panic, he climbed on a horse and ran away. Wasn't this questioning Zhu Zaijing's intention to leave no one alive? Order?
So Zhu Zaijing could not let the person in front of him, who was suspected to be the Tatar leader, escape like this.
Zhu Zaijing pulled up the reins in his hands and rode after him. The two wind-like shadows instantly shot up in the Tatar camp.
The war horse under Zhu Zaijing's crotch has long been replaced by a grassland horse with better speed and endurance, and it is also Zamusu's previous mount.
So in this familiar environment, the war horse under his crotch leaped as if he had returned to his own home, and quickly rushed behind Guruge. Zhu Zaijing shouted, "Stop! I am here, do you still want to run?"
After Guruge, who was running for his life in front, heard Zhu Zaijing's shout, he His heart almost jumped out of his throat. He was not usually as eager to learn as the other brothers. He couldn't understand Zhu Zaijing's Chinese at all.
But fear told him that even if he didn't understand the words, they contained a fatal threat. If he didn't run, he would die.
So Guruge ignored Zhu Zaijing's shouting. He urged the horse even harder, thinking about how to escape and ascend to heaven.
But fate seemed to be joking. The horse they had finally built around the camp was like a chasm blocking his way of life. The horse under his crotch was not as expected. The scene is the same, jumping over the horse and escaping to heaven.
Before his horse reached Juma, despite Guruge's urging, his horse still slowed down urgently, fearing that it would rush into the sharp wooden cone on Juma.
Zhu Zaijing laughed when he saw this, his horse rushed over without any hesitation, and the long knife in Zhu Zaijing's hand slashed at Guruge's neck.
Guru Ge was frightened by this fatal knife and shrank. He fell from his horse in an awkward manner, and then rolled on the ground. Fortunately, he escaped Zhu Zaijing's fatal knife.
Guruge shouted on the ground: "I am the son of Ada Khan, you can't kill me!"
Unfortunately, Zhu Zaijing's cultural level was not high and he could not understand the Mongolian spoken by Guruge.
So no matter how much Guruge shouted and begged for mercy, Zhu Zaijing's next sword was still merciless.
Guruge’s head suddenly seemed to escape gravity and flew towards the sky, but before it flew very high, the gravity that had originally forgotten about it began to exert force again at this moment. His head fell to the ground like a free-falling watermelon.
Guruge’s head rolled several times on the ground again. His pupils were full of unbelievable fear. At this moment, he still didn’t want to believe that he had died like this. His mind was racing. After a pause, his pupils gradually dilated, and an invisible darkness completely submerged his consciousness.
The arrogant Guru finally completed his mission to the world and returned to the embrace of Changshengtian, which he had always believed in. Of course, Zhu Zaijing didn't know whether Changshengtian was willing to take him in.
Zhu Zaijing looked at Guruge's head on the ground and snorted, "I told you not to run away, but you ran away. In the end, you actually scolded me that I can't understand the language of birds. If you don't kill me, who will I kill?" ”
Zhu Zaijing did not look at Guruge again, as if what he was killing now was an ordinary chicken and it was not worthy of his attention at all.
Huang Jin is also motivated to kill. This is the first time he has killed someone in such an exciting way. He never dreamed that the Tatar bandit who was described as extremely vicious in the memorial could actually do this. He was chopping melons and vegetables at will, which couldn't help but make Huang Jin's excitement swell.
"Ha! Don't run! Our knife is very fast and doesn't hurt at all."
Huang Jin chased a wounded Tatar who was bandaged and hugged the horse's neck and fled.
The poor wounded man who was being chased by Huang Jin heard the voice behind him, and he echoed excitedly: "Don't kill me, I am the Duoyan Guard Commander who was conferred by the Ming Dynasty, and we are our own!"
(End of this chapter)