Red Mansion: I relied on the AFK system to create a dynasty

Cen Mingche signaled to the soldiers to make way for him. He led two hundred cavalrymen and stood opposite the leader.

With a flick of his wrist, Ma Shan pointed directly at the tip of the man's nose!

The man's eyes widened in surprise and he said something else.

Although Cen Mingche couldn't understand Mongolian, he could guess what the man was talking about by looking at his expression.

It was nothing more than a comment about how he, a child with a yellow mouth, went to the battlefield even before he was a baby, and whether he could hold a weapon.

snort!

A child with a yellow mouth?

Wet?

Can I handle weapons?

I am your grandfather!I still want your head on my head!

Cen Mingche called a man from Baihu who could speak Mongolian to come over and gave a few instructions in a low voice.

The hundred households' eyes lit up, and they immediately stepped forward and loudly explained Cen Mingche's meaning in Mongolian.

After hearing this, the enemies on the opposite side had anger on their faces.

The leader had a cold face, rode his horse forward, unsheathed his saber, and pointed in Cen Mingche's direction.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and for a moment, sparks seemed to fly.

I don’t know who made the move first, or maybe they both urged their horses forward at the same time, and they were fighting together!

This man's skills are indeed much better than those Cen Mingche killed yesterday, but no matter how high he is, he can't beat him.

The horses and sabers collided with each other, sparks flying and clanging sounds.

The leader of Nawala was also secretly shocked.

He really didn't expect that this boy, who was young and didn't look very strong, could actually have such strength.

A horse spear weighing one hundred and eighty kilograms was heavy in this boy's hands. The weapons collided, and his wrists went numb.

No wonder the lives of so many good men were injured yesterday. It turns out there is such a monster boy in the Han army!

The two exchanged a few more moves.

Cen Mingche caught the opportunity and stabbed him away. The leader of Nawala quickly raised his knife to stop him, but he was forced to retreat step by step with both men and horses!

Cen Mingche's favorite horse Zidian also knows how to bully the weak and avoid the strong, and he actually bit the opponent's horse with one bite!

Chief Wala's horse was frightened and took two steps back. Zidian immediately approached!

In this way, the leader of Wala lost his strength and was unable to block Cen Mingche's horse!

Cen Mingche's wrist sank, and his sharp edge swept across!

The Wala leader quickly dodged, but still couldn't completely dodge, and one of his ears was cut off by the sharp blade!

Seeing that their leader was injured, the Ora cavalry immediately swarmed over.

Seeing this situation, the cavalry led by Cen Mingche also rushed over.

The two parties fought together, and the leader of Wala had escaped under the cover of his guards.

"It's such a pity that we couldn't take off his head."

Cen Mingche said angrily.With the horse in his hand, he stabbed and swung at will, knocking another enemy off his horse.

"kill!"

Blood splattered.

The blood spurting from the carotid artery can draw a high arc in the air, and the limbs will twitch a few times when they are separated from the body.

Shield soldiers and spearmen have also joined the battle. The battlefield is a millstone for grinding flesh and blood. Use weapons if you have them. If weapons are useless, nails and teeth are also their weapons.

A cavalryman's saber cut off half of the shield soldier's head, but his arms were tightly held by the man's body.As soon as he paused, a spear was pierced into his body, and two infantrymen tore him off his horse...

They obviously don't know each other, but they fight like enemies for many lives.

A large amount of sweat streaked across his brow, almost falling into Cen Mingche's eyes.He shook his head and his horse circled, sweeping the two enemy soldiers off their horses.

If he kills one more cavalryman, he may lose one, or even two or three infantrymen.

These soldiers are all his great heroes!

The soft armor on Cen Mingche's body was soaked with blood, and the blood on his head was dripping down the stem. When he held it in his hand, it was fishy and sticky.

But he could no longer smell the smell of blood, and even the grass under his feet was soaked in blood.

There were birds circling in the sky, carrion crows, smelling the strong fishy smell and arriving.

"Third...Third Young Master, someone is coming from the west!"

He Qianhu rushed to his side and shouted.

"It's ours! Your Highness, set off fireworks!"

This "Your Highness" is bad news.Even if those Oara and Tatar cavalry couldn't understand other Chinese words, they still remembered the word "Your Highness"!

They are here to arrest that "His Highness"!

In an instant, all the cavalry rushed towards where Cen Mingche was! ,

"What! Their highness is here?"

"Didn't His Highness run away last night?"

"Maybe this is true!"

The shouts of the Wala cavalry were all incomprehensible gibbering in Cen Mingche's ears, but he could understand the fanatical light in those people's eyes.

It's not like looking at a person, but like looking at a pile of gold as big as a person.

He Qianhu's heart sank.

"The minister is guilty of death!"

Cen Mingche raised his hand to block the incoming saber, took out the firework from his arms in a hurry, took two steps back from the horse, let He Qianhu block it for him, and put the firework up.

The fireworks were specially made and were dazzling even in the daytime. They exploded into a big "north" and stayed there for a few breaths before dissipating.

Before the word could be finished, a similar firework exploded in the sky to the west.

The two bright "North" characters echo each other and can be seen clearly even if they are several miles apart.

"The reinforcements are here!"

"Ah! Reinforcements are really coming!"

"Brother, hold on! Our reinforcements are coming!"

"Great!"

The soldiers of Daqian were overjoyed. Even those who were nearly exhausted before, they all regained strength.

If you persist a little longer, you will win!

Looking over there, the Oaras and Tatars both looked gloomy and hesitated.

Should we fight to the death, or withdraw now?

Judging from the momentum, it was at the moment when "he is exhausted and I am full", Cen Mingche raised his arms and shouted, and the soldiers immediately pushed back!

It was really killing people, their heads were rolling, and their blood was flowing like rivers.

Finally, the combined cavalry of Oara and Tatar withdrew hastily, really accompanying his wife and losing their troops.

Cen Mingche refused to give up. He bent his bow and arrow without aiming, and shot directly at the enemy troops who were escaping in a hurry.

The arrows are still in vain.

It's a pity that the distance is too far and the bow power is insufficient, so we can't keep a few more enemies behind.

"Third Highness..."

He and Qianhu came on horseback, looking equally embarrassed and worried.

If he hadn't made a mistake, how could he have allowed so many cavalry to surround him?

Fortunately, Cen Mingche was very skilled in martial arts and was unscathed, otherwise he would have been completely to blame for his death.

Cen Mingche wanted to raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, but when he lowered his head, he saw that his hand was covered with blood, so he had to give up.

He laughed and waved his hand nonchalantly.

"It doesn't matter, He Qianhu, you see, the matter is over, I'm fine, don't take it to heart."

"If you have the time, why not go and see which side's reinforcements came first? I should be grateful."

In the blink of an eye, horseshoes were clattering, smoke was billowing, and reinforcements were in sight.

"I'm waiting for help to arrive too late. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"