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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Victory or Loss

This tragedy that is unbearable to look at is happening every minute and every second at this moment

Life once again became the cheapest thing. Often, fathers and mothers have been raising them for more than 20 years, but in a few breaths, the blood and flesh completely returned to the earth. The cruelty of war is fully demonstrated at this time.

But who cares about this? Now, they just want to send their enemies to hell more effectively, and who else cares.

Therefore, both the Mao army and the Yuan army were like evil spirits running out of hell at this time.

They tried their best to stab the cold weapons into the enemy's body and kept moving forward.

"Kill the thief, kill the thief, kill the thief!!!"

Without long-range strikes from muskets and crossbows, the advantages of cavalry were really perfectly utilized at this time.

At this time, they were like a steel knife that was so sharp that it was invincible. One of the Mao soldiers around them fell down, but they still couldn't stop them from moving forward.

Under the leadership of a thousand households, they roared like thunder and rushed towards the towering handsome flag of Chen Qitou.

The two armies fought and fought for less than two quarters of an hour, and more than 400 people were killed and killed on the Mao army. The Yuan army knights, relying on their crotched war horses, actually pushed the soldiers a hundred steps away from Chen Qi's head.

"Haha, work harder and win your wife and son, today!"

The Yuan general Qianhuguan, who was commanding the troops, couldn't help but yelled excitedly.

Now, he just felt that he could almost achieve his goal and kill a marshal of the Red Turban Army in the chaos army. What a glorious thing for a thousand-hukou!

So, the Qianhu couldn't help but rush to the front at this moment, and his eyes also stared at Chen Qitou a hundred steps away, trying to kill him and end the war.

Unexpectedly, under his gaze, Chen Qitou, surrounded by his personal guards, turned over and rode his war horse. Then, a hundred core personal soldiers beside him also turned over and rode his war horse.

‘Is this thief marshal intending to escape?’

The Yuan army Qianhu couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.

After all, the bigger the official, the more he cherishes his life, and this has long become an undeniable truth. Therefore, the thousand households of the Yuan army were anxious.

'If you can't kill this Red Thief Yuan army, your military achievements will be greatly reduced!'

The Yuan army Qianhu couldn't help but have such thoughts. So he yelled and once again led the people around him to charge forward.

"Kill me, kill the thief Yuan army, and you must not let him escape!"

"Escape? Hum!"

Chen Qitou, who was riding on a horse and riding a thousand-mile BMW, couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. "I'll take your head first!!!"

Chen Qitou, who has been in his current position step by step from the bottom, planned to escape? After experiencing countless bloody battles, he clearly wanted to lead his troops to fight and take the head of the thousand households of the Yuan army.

So Chen Qitou, who was carrying the steel knife on the back, couldn't help but roar, slapped his horse and waved his sword, and rushed towards the thousand-household Yuan army with the hundreds of personal guards behind him.

"The Tartars died!!!"

Unlike Mao Zhengliang, a time traveler in his bones. Chen Qitou, a Han Chinese who was born at the bottom of this era, had personally experienced the flooding of the Yellow River, the forced tax collection, and the indiscriminate distribution of Baochao. His hatred for the Yuan regime was completely substantial.

Therefore, Chen Qitou, who was waving the steel knife, couldn't help but slash the steel knife in his hand towards the neck of the Qianhu of Yuan army with his almost substantial hatred.

"scare!"

The Qianhu of Yuan army couldn't help but rush to lift the saber in his hand to block the attack. However, the power of this attack was amazing. Not only did his tiger's mouth break, but the saber even broke out.

Then, the thick-backed steel knife gradually magnified in his vision. Finally, his eyes went dark. The Qianhu, who was still thinking about getting promoted and making money, completely lost consciousness.

"Puff~~"

"kill!!!!"

The blood spurted out from the neck of the Yuan Jun Qianhu couldn't help dyeing half of Chen Qi's body red, but Chen Qi's body didn't care at all about this.

At this time, he was wearing heavy armor and just holding the steel knife in his hand, roaring like an evil ghost in hell. Then he continued to do so, and he killed five Yuan army knights in a row.

"Magnificent, majestic, majestic!!!"

The general is the courage of the soldiers. With the example of Chen Qitou, the earth-shaking roar came from the mouth of the Mao soldiers who were in the downturn. Therefore, the originally unfavorable situation was reversed.

The Yuan army knights lost their thousand households, but they were forced to retreat repeatedly by the Mao army. Then, the Three Thousand Bird Gun Army, which Chen Qitou had just ordered, rushed out at this time.

And just as Chen Qitou ordered just now, they could not lose the musket in their hands, and at this time they were holding messy weapons, and under the leadership of their respective generals, they ran towards this side in three steps.

It is obvious that the surprise attack of the Yuan army, which was sure to win, has now failed.

"Damn it, damn it! Why is this happening, why is this happening!?"

After the Yuan army formation, Guan Bao, who was supervising the battle command, saw this scene with his own eyes. He, who was originally smiling, could not help but curse.

It is obvious that his plan completely failed at this time.

Then, after looking up at the still gloomy sky, feeling the raindrops falling on their faces become smaller and thinner, Guan Bao couldn't help but sigh: "Ming Jin, Ming Jin stop the troops."

There is no need for them to continue fighting. If they continue fighting, their entire army may be wiped out.

Guan Bao was not forced into a dead end, Juye City was still in his hands, and Caozhou's subsequent reinforcements were about to arrive. Logically speaking, he had also won the battle to defend Juye, and it was time to stop.

So with the sound of gold, the Yuan general knight who had not been surrounded, paid some price and with the help of the war horse under his crotch, he retreated like a tide. Then, watching the Yuan army retreating back to the city like a tide, it was clearly the Mao army who came to attack the city, but he couldn't help but cheer.

Isn’t this something worth showing off when they successfully repelled the invincible Chahan troops without bird guns and crossbows?

With this idea in mind, the thousands of Mao soldiers cheered in the rain, and it was really like winning a battle.

Therefore, the soldiers did not notice that Marshal Chen Qitou's face was still gloomy at this time.
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