Chapter 7: Heads of people chasing after each other

Zhao Yu threw the Tatar off the horse, sat on the saddle, stretched out his hand to hold the reins, inserted his feet into the stirrups, then followed the direction of the cavalry's charge and raised his sword.

Just follow the cavalry charge, slashing left and right.

In just a few breaths, before those Tatar cavalry could react, dozens of people died around them!

In a flash of lightning, the Tatar general was beheaded, and almost all the dozens of mounted guards around him were killed. The entire black line of cavalry suddenly broke apart in the middle.

Only then did the left and right Tatar cavalry react.

Reins upon reins, exclamations upon exclamations, screams upon screams.

And Zhao Yu will not stop.

The Tatars are in chaos, it's a good time to kill!

He pulled out the reins, gave a shout to the horse Xilulu, and charged to the left. Wherever he passed, heads rolled and blood flowed into rivers.

That sword was dancing, and not even a shadow could be seen. It was clearly a bright moon, covering him and the horse. Like the wheel of history, it rolls by.

A passage made of flesh and blood was so conspicuous among the rebels.

The Tatars were violent, especially the murder of Haug. Although the Tatars were in chaos, they also aroused the ferocity of these Tatars. Hauge was the son of Huang Taiji, the legitimate heir to the Qing Dynasty, and the leader of the Zhenglan Banner. He was killed like this. If the murderer was not caught, how would he explain to Huang Taiji when he returned? !

A melee took place in this wilderness.

On one side there are more than a thousand fine Tatar cavalry, but on the other side there is only one person.

At first, the cry of killing Linlin was shocking. Countless cavalrymen were rushing back and forth with Zhao Yu in the wilderness, but only a headless body was left behind!

After one stick of incense was burned, two to three hundred people were killed and their heads were beheaded!

Zhao Yu's vision is precise, his strength is exquisite, and his technique of exerting force is unparalleled. He targets the neck with every stab. Except for the loss of their heads, those Tatar cavalrymen were completely intact.

After two to three hundred people died, the morale of the Tatars plummeted.

Two to three hundred people were already one-fifth or sixth of the entire cavalry force. The casualty rate is close to 20%! An army like the Huawai barbarians is brutal, but it has always been accustomed to fighting with favorable winds. Once frustrated, it is absolutely impossible to fight to the death without surrendering like the elite Han people.

Barbarians, the habit of surrender is imprinted deep in their blood.

Regardless of the extremely powerful Xiongnu or the elite soldiers of the Yuan and Mongolia periods, they all looked the same.

The reason lies in the foundation of civilization level. Because the real elites of the Han people often have persistence. It can be called the military soul. For the sake of the country and the nation, even if you sacrifice yourself, you will not hesitate.

The barbarians have no such background.

At present, the Tatars have not yet occupied the Central Plains, and they do not have the courage to dominate the world. Although Huang Taiji has made taking control of the Central Plains a national policy. But how many of the soldiers below have such a consciousness?

It's still the inherent thought of the barbarians, robbery.

Just grab the benefits and leave, and retreat when you encounter a tough nut to crack.

After losing two to three hundred men, the morale of these cavalrymen dropped to a considerable level, and even the shouts of killing became muffled.

But there are always some smart people, such as those middle and low-level officers.

Yell loudly to boost morale.

On the other hand, Huang Taiji threatened that Hauge would not be spared lightly. On the other hand, Zhao Yu was tempted by the fact that his physical strength was about to fail.

So morale paused and then rose again.

But who knew that Zhao Yu's physical ability was that of a humanoid monster!

Just a stick of incense to kill, just warming up!

His Qi and blood are strong, his Qi recovery speed is astonishingly fast, his physique is extraordinary, and he has considerable self-healing ability. Moreover, except for the moment when he beheaded the Tatar general, there was a slight burst of eight basic things, and then only five basic things were taken out.

Always have some energy left.

They were afraid that the killing would be too shocking and cause these cavalry to run away.

He hasn't had enough yet!

The Tatar's morale boost was exactly what he wanted.

Although Zhao Yu couldn't understand the Tatars' chatter, he could detect the change in morale. My heart became happy.

As soon as his mind turned, he looked as if he was about to give out all his strength. He forced a few beads of sweat to form on his forehead, and then withdrew 10% of his strength, only showing 40%.

Sure enough, let the Tatar cavalry form a spiritual formation.

Another burst of slashing.

This time it was two sticks of incense, and another two to three hundred people were beheaded by Zhao Yuxiao.

This time the morale dropped and it was never brought up again.

Someone roared in fear. In an instant, the remaining eight or nine hundred Tatar cavalry exploded and fled in all directions!

Zhao Yu was stunned and secretly felt helpless.

It would be great if these Tatars could fight to the end and fight to the death.

With so many people running away, Zhao Yu didn't have the ability to clone himself, so how could he catch up? He had no choice but to choose the largest group of cavalry, about a hundred people, and pursue them.

Zhao Yu frowned at the strength of the horse's legs. After this fight, the horses were extremely tired. What's more, even if the horse is full of energy, its speed is not something Zhao Yu can look down on. So he simply abandoned his horse, spread his legs, and kept chasing.

With Zhao Yu's foot power, he chased him incredibly fast.

The panicked group of cavalry was overtaken by Zhao Yu before they could escape even a mile.

Naturally, these Tatars are not ghosts and gods, and their survival instinct makes them resist.

So there were Tatar cavalry left behind.

Just hearing the banging sound of the strings, another Tatar skill, shooting, was revealed.

In the previous melee, bows and arrows had no use. At this time, when chasing and escaping, the distance is just wide, and the bow and arrow can come in handy.

But Zhao Yu ignored these arrows - not to mention that he was dressed in steel and iron, even if these arrows hit his body, they would not be able to break his skin. Based on his reaction ability, as soon as the arrow was shot, he had already adjusted his posture and let all of them pass without losing speed.

Not a single arrow had any impact on him.

With the skill of breathing, he caught up, chopped melons and vegetables, and killed all the ten or twenty people behind him.

In this way, these more than one hundred people only took out three to five miles of land, and were all killed by Zhao Yu. Then Zhao Yu found the right direction and hoisted up other fleeing Tatars.

This killing took only half an hour between pursuit and escape.

In the distance, we saw the Tatar camp.

Of course, the Tatars' defeated troops will not run around. Unless the main force collapses, the defeated troops will instinctively return to the main force. So Zhao Yu seized this flaw and fought all the way towards the Tatar camp. When he arrived at the edge of the Tatar camp, at least a thousand of the 1,500 cavalrymen died under Zhao Yu's sword. !

The frightened Tatars retreated, and luckily, they finally returned to the Tatar camp. Zhao Yu stopped one mile outside the camp.

He raised his long knife, preparing to throw it and kill another person.

But when he saw the shining blade and no gap, he put the knife away and said, "It's a good knife, just right for use."

This knife is Hauge's war knife, and its quality is naturally different from that of ordinary soldiers.

He killed thousands of people and didn't even curl his sword. He was truly a magic weapon.

Just throwing it out like this, Zhao Yu was probably a little bit reluctant to give it up. It's rare to find a weapon that's a little bit handy. It's not worth throwing it just to kill one person.

Seeing the panicked soldiers rushing into the camp, Zhao Yu did not leave immediately. He stood a mile away and looked carefully at the Tatar camp.

My heart was actually a little eager to try.

"Would you like to take advantage of this opportunity and rush in directly?"

He made secret calculations.

Finally, he shook his head in denial.

Although he still has plenty of physical energy from the previous fight, he has lost a lot of energy after all. The tens of thousands of troops in this Tatar camp are the real army. It is easy to rush in and it is not difficult to rush out. The key is that the Tatar emperor cannot be found in the sea of ​​​​people. It would be difficult to remove the emperor's head.

So Zhao Yu shook the long knife, shook away the blood on the knife, put it on his shoulder, and reached out to touch the head of the Tatar general that had been hanging on his waist. Shi Shiran turned around and left.

About a moment later, a group of Tatars rushed out of the camp.

The leader is Duduo.

When Huang Taiji heard that his eldest son had been beheaded, he was furious and wanted to kill all the defeated soldiers who had escaped and bury them with him. But in his excitement, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood and fell down.

So there was another period of chaos.

Because of this, it took a while before the Tatar army rushed out. By this time, Zhao Yu had already disappeared without a trace.

Duduo is just showing off.

Hearing the defeated soldiers talk about the power of the killing god, Duduo was also horrified. There is such a person who, with his own strength, not only killed generals and captured the flag, but also killed five Niu Lu's elite cavalry and only two Niu Lu could not survive!

Thousands of fine knights died under his sword!

What a fierce god!

Duduo didn't believe it at first, but where was the story? How could such a person exist?

But every one of the hundreds of defeated soldiers who fled back said this, then the problem became clear!

There was indeed such a person, a Han barbarian, who almost killed an entire army with one man and one sword!

Such a ferocious god actually chased the defeated soldiers all the way outside the camp. What kind of madman is he? !

What kind of courage and courage is this? !

Even the Ming Dynasty, which had all the best soldiers in the country, would not have the courage to chase the defeated troops outside the camp of tens of thousands of Qing troops.

These characters are clearly the peerless generals like King Chu Ba, Li Yuanba, and Li Cunxiao mentioned in the storybook! Among thousands of armies, taking the head of a general is like picking out an ear from a bag!

Duduo didn't think he had much chance against such a person.

I'm afraid that if I'm not like Hauge, I'll be the first to be beheaded!

"There are so many heroes among the Han people!"

Duduo lamented in his heart.

So he only sneaked the army outside the camp and went back.

At this time, Huang Taiji also woke up. So he reported: He escaped and there was no trace.

Huang Taiji was helpless.

It's just that a person like that, working alone, would be hard to find in this vast wilderness if tens of thousands of troops spread out.

I had to suppress my anger and sadness in my heart.

After all, he is a hero-level figure. Then he began to wonder what impact such an existence would have on the current war.