Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

Shen Zhenjiang, who was about to lead the charge, also yawned, and then glanced at An Zhongming, the eunuch who was also yawning beside him.

This dead eunuch might have heard too much about Ye Yang's legends in Bagu City, and when he came back, he became a little bewildered and wanted to chop people with knives.

Forget it, let him go, you'll know when this idiot lands, there's no one left to chop him off.

Today is probably the case. After landing, find the remaining defenders, and then send them to see King Yama. Today's mission is considered complete.

The real fierce battle should wait until tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, when it is beyond the range of the fleet's firepower, and then it will really be the time to chop people with knives.

I hope this dead eunuch won't be scared to pee, right?

Thinking of this, Shen Zhenjiang gave An Zhongming a malicious look.

An Zhongming noticed Shen Zhenjiang's eyes, and felt a chill in his butt, and said angrily, "What are you looking at!"

Shen Zhenjiang laughed and said, "Let's see if you will be scared to pee!"

An Zhongming's face became even more ugly: "Try again!"

Shen Zhenjiang looked away.

It's almost over, the two of them are very happy to cooperate, there is no need to piss off the eunuch who supervises the army, and then I won't have any good fruit to eat.

An Zhongming glared at Shen Zhenjiang bitterly, and snorted coldly: "Shen, my family tells you that even though our family is a eunuch, we are not cowardly!"

Shen Zhenjiang said lazily: "Understood, Lord Superintendent! I said, why don't you drink tea on this boat, why don't you come and follow us ashore to fight?

Let me tell you, don't rush too far ahead for a while, it's almost enough, there will be barbarians for you to cut.

If you charge too far and get hacked to death, I will have to get a new eunuch to oversee the army, and I don't know if I can urinate in a pot by then. "

An Zhongming felt as if he had eaten a fly: "Our family and you can't pee in the same pot!"

Shen Zhenjiang knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and suddenly said awkwardly: "Almost, almost."

Without waiting for An Zhongming to speak, Shen Zhenjiang quickly changed the subject: "Listen, the gunfire has slowed down, it's our turn soon!"

An Zhongming couldn't care less about being angry anymore, but he tightened his grip on the knife in his hand again—it's the first time he cut someone with a knife, how can he pretend to be very skilled?

Should the head be beheaded first or the waist beheaded first?How can I keep people from finding out that I am a newcomer?Waiting online, very urgent!

The rumbling cannon still stopped.

Shen Zhenjiang took out Wei Duo, grinned at An Zhongming and said, "Look at the other side, there is not even a shadow of a ghost, don't be nervous.

This time we went up, not many barbarians cut us down, no matter what, we will not be able to really see the barbarians until tomorrow! "

An Zhongming's hand, which had turned white from exertion just now, slowly relaxed, but he snorted again.

After the artillery fire stopped, Shen Zhenjiang's shouting voice was still as loud as before - the artillery fire was raging just now, no matter how loud the voice was, only he and his surname Shen could hear it.

Now the voice is still so loud, the soldiers behind can also hear it, didn't you hear that everyone behind laughed together?

An Zhongming, who was so angry and funny, didn't know what to say—these killers!

Shen Zhenjiang shouted loudly: "Get ready!"

Hearing Shen Zhenjiang's shout, An Zhongming unconsciously clenched the sharp blade in his hand again.

However, looking left and right, Shen Zhenjiang next to him and those killers who could be seen out of the corner of his eye, still looked lazy just now, as if they were not here to fight, but to play.

After relaxing again, An Zhongming felt that he might have adapted to this battlefield environment.

Didn't Zi once say that after reading three hundred Tang poems by heart, he could sing without knowing how to compose poems?

Is there anything to be afraid of, isn't it just beheading people? Although our family has never beheaded people in person, we have watched these killers train a lot.

When he stepped on the land, An Zhongming's body swayed - this damn Mughal is really not a good place!Even his mother's land can shake!

At this time, Shen Zhenjiang didn't care about his military supervisor, he turned around and shouted as soon as he stood firm, "Quick! Quick! Set up the position! Cannon battalion! Cannon battalion! Shen Quan!"

Shen Quan replied loudly: "Yes!"

Shen Zhenjiang shouted: "Quickly, set up a position, then take a hundred steps forward and start shelling!"

Shen Quan did not immediately agree to Shen Zhenjiang's order, but his face was full of disbelief.

Shen Zhenjiang knew that this nephew, who was about the same age as himself, was usually a very stable person, and he rarely showed such a surprised look on his face, so he turned his head to look at him immediately.

After the gunpowder smoke had just dissipated, some shadowy figures appeared, although not many, but there were always hundreds of them—where did these people come from?

Even if they could survive the overwhelming bombardment just now, how many can be left?These people still have the guts to show their heads and launch an attack?

However, such an unbelievable thing actually happened right before our eyes.

Shen Zhenjiang's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head and shouted: "Execute the order! The barbarians in front don't need your artillery battalion!"

The figures in front were not too far away from him, and it was meaningless to use firecrackers. Shen Zhenjiang also simply drew out the long knife from his waist, and shouted: "Set up the artillery battalion! The rest, follow Lao Tzu superior!"

As soon as he finished shouting, Shen Zhenjiang groaned again in his heart—that dead eunuch An Zhongming had already taken the lead and rushed out!

Damn it, there is no such thing as courting death, bastard!

There are thousands of people left on my side except for the artillery battalion. As for the hundred or so barbarians who are less than two hundred on the opposite side, it is the most correct way to directly surround and kill them. !

When things got to this point, it was too late to say anything, Shen Zhenjiang didn't care about cursing, and rushed out with the long knife in his hand.

An Zhongming didn't understand what the barbarians on the other side were yelling - these damn barbarians are so chatty, they can't even speak a word!

However, the gleaming scimitars in the hands of the barbarians were real, and they almost blinded their dog's eyes.

When they got closer, An Zhongming and the barbarian on the opposite side subconsciously stopped, then raised their knives at the same time, and swung them fiercely at each other.

That's right, that's what it feels like, that's what those killers do on the training ground, and it's definitely right to do it yourself!

An Zhongming swung his long saber, and Manzi's scimitar swung across him.

In the blink of an eye, An Zhongming felt that there was a high probability that he would kill the barbarian on the opposite side, but surely the barbarian's knife could hit himself?

what to do?It was impossible to wait online, it was too late——An Zhongming, who felt scared at this moment, simply closed his eyes.

You don't have to be afraid if you close your eyes, hack the barbarian to death!Hack the savage!

With a scream from the other side, An Zhongming's eyes that had just been closed subconsciously opened again.

On the opposite side was a headless corpse, the blood from the neck cavity spurted out more than a foot high, and then it was about to fall to his side.

An Zhongming felt that his stomach had rolled back and forth several times, but he couldn't vomit it out only by holding on with all his strength.