Dressed as Tang Bohu

The wind whistled in the ears, and soldiers from all directions came galloping, including enemies and companions.The place where Tang Ziwei was located seemed to be the center of the battlefield, surrounded by countless people facing each other with swords, and it was a mess.

Tang Ziwei and Lin Shu only had one knife, which was held by Tang Ziwei, and he kept wielding it to kill the Tartars.Lin Shu shrank in front, his body trembling slightly but clenching his teeth firmly - he kept observing the surrounding situation and pointed out the direction for Tang Ziwei.

The sky has turned a little white, and after a whole night of fighting under harsh conditions, the Ming army still showed signs of decline before the Tatars.

Tang Ziwei took the road and fled before, and was already a certain distance away from the city wall. It took time for the Ming army to replace the guards in the city, and the enemy, led by the little prince, took advantage of this opportunity to gradually form a siege.

"Shua!" Suddenly, a long knife light flashed.

The other party seemed to have used great force, and stabbed the broad knife into Tang Ziwei's horse's belly, and then his own inertia cut the horse's body open!The knife didn't stop when it encountered obstacles, and slashed across the two legs with an indomitable momentum, splashing scarlet.

The horse wailed, and its running legs suddenly knelt down!Tang Ziwei and Lin Shu, who were riding on horseback, were caught off guard and were thrown one meter away!

As soon as he landed, Tang Zi didn't have time to worry about the pain on his body, afraid of the cold light of the blade approaching from the corner of his eyes, he tugged Lin Shu to the side and rolled twice!Behind him, the knife slammed into the ground, splashing a handful of broken soil.

The man was stopped by a soldier of the Ming army who rushed out, and Tang Ziwei got a little room to breathe.He and Lin Shu looked at each other, both of them were covered in blood and dirt, and they were in a terrible panic. In the distance, there was a vague cry of Tartars to capture the general.

Lin Shu propped himself up, and struggled to climb in front of Tang Ziwei, as if he had made up his mind, he said in a low voice, "General, I'm sorry, I can't accompany you down." Then he began to strip off his clothes.

It was said to be peeling, but the strength was more like tearing, and I don't know where his thin arms got so much strength.

Tang Ziwei's hand had long been numb, and Lin Shu pulled it so hard that he couldn't even hold the knife, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

He narrowed his eyes and saw Lin Shu's expression was determined, of course he knew the other party's intentions.Tang Ziwei's fingertips trembled, he raised his hand to stop Lin Shu's movements, and then shook his head lightly.

Normally, Lin Shu would definitely not dare to go against Tang Ziwei's wishes.But at this moment, Xu Xingfeng's entrustment, Gao Sheng's eyes before he died, all appeared before his eyes one by one, making his curled up back resolutely stand up, while covering Tang Ziwei under his body, he brushed his hands away, He continued his actions firmly.

Soon, he changed Tang Ziwei's outer robe to himself, and covered Tang Ziwei with his battle jacket.The surrounding situation did not allow him to stay longer, Lin Shu stuffed the dropped saber into Tang Ziwei's hand, took a deep look at him, turned his head and ran away.

Tang Ziwei watched as Lin Shu picked up a broken knife from the battlefield, roared and slashed at a Tartar like crazy!One knife, two knife, three knife...

At the same time, burly Mongolian men with broad knives kept opening wounds on Lin Shu's body.One, two, three, four...

Lin Shu never fell down, let alone stopped waving the knife in his hand!

Tang Ziwei couldn't understand Lin Shu's weak and crying appearance, but Lin Shu at this moment made Tang Ziwei even more annoyed.Because of him like this, Tang Ziwei pursed his lips and his eyes were red.

He stuck his fingers deep into the soil, and stared at Lin Shu's thin figure. After being hacked sixteen times, a big knife as wide as two arms was swung out suddenly!Lin Shu's head flew up, fell to the ground, and was severely crushed by the oncoming horse's hooves!

Tang Ziwei's breath was stagnant, and the tears that had been accumulated in his eyes for a long time slipped down without noticing.His vision was suddenly so clear that he engraved the proud face and wild laughter of the big man wielding a knife in his heart without missing a single bit.

The strong killing intent made the big man seem aware, he restrained his laughter, and looked towards Tang Ziwei.

Across the many walls of people, only a faint figure was seen falling, and the two corpses overlapped together, and there was no more sound.The big man didn't notice anything, so he looked away casually, looked at the corpse on the ground, and smiled again.

……

Dawn came, and a mist hung in the air, blocking out the sun.

When Tang Ziwei opened his eyes again, he felt burning pain all over his body, especially his hands, almost every movement felt like thousands of ants eating away his bones.

The severe pain woke him up instead, and Tang Ziwei soon realized that he was in the Tatar camp with his hands bound and the dry grass beneath his body.All the Ming soldiers beside him were like him, kneeling or lying down, forced to wait in the bitter cold wind for the Tartars to decide how to deal with their prisoners.

"Their general is dead, why is it that the city has not been broken for so long?!" The little prince became a little irritable, biting his lower lip, and walked around the camp.

"Our purpose is not to attack the city, but to get back the supplies needed for the winter. Killing their leader may be counterproductive." Sazihar frowned and looked at the crowd with their heads bowed in silence. The big man did not speak out the words of reproach.

That big man was Hanu's subordinate, and Hanu thought he heard Sazihar's implication, and said loudly: "Now everyone is killed, what do you think?!" , his subordinates should be rewarded!

"Let's put this matter aside for the time being. The most urgent thing is how to enter the city. If we can't get the supplies, the sacrifice of the tribe this time will be too great." The little prince said.

"Are these captives useless?"

"Insignificant." The little prince shook his head, "We have arrested these people for an hour or two, but they are still shivering. It seems that we have made up our minds to defend Lingzhou to the death. How is the situation in Ningxia?"

The subordinates looked at each other, and one said: "No news yet."

The little prince sighed, turned around and went into the main tent, "We fought all night, you should all rest for a while."

"How to deal with these captives?" Hanu raised his neck and asked.

A faint voice came from the tent: "Follow you."

Hearing the answer, Hanu showed a slightly ferocious smile on his face.With his backhand, he pulled out the knife on the soldier beside him, and his wolf-like gaze swept over the Ming army, "If that's the case, let's kill them all!"

Some of those Mongols showed excited expressions, while others who were not interested just walked away indifferently.

Sazihar watched blankly as Hanuti approached a trembling soldier with a knife and kicked him to the ground.

The soldier was fairly clean, and he looked younger, more like a child.Facing the ferocious Hanu and the glinting blade, he burst into tears and cried, "No, don't!!"

Tang Ziwei met the soldier's eyes for a moment, which was full of fear and despair, which made him feel a pain in his heart, and thought of Lin Shu's figure again.

Seeing joy flashing in Hanu's eyes, he raised his hand and swung the big knife, stabbing the soldier's eyebrows.

Sazihar's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his head to the side, but he heard a hoarse growl, "Stop."

"Huh?" The knife in Hanu's hand barely pierced the soldier's forehead, leaving a trail of bright red blood.The corner of his mouth raised an evil arc, he turned his head and said, "Who made the sound just now? Say it again, I didn't hear it clearly."

"I said stop!" Tang Ziwei raised his head, meeting his gaze without avoiding it.

There was an open wound on his forehead, half of his face was covered with blood, mixed with dust, it was hard to see the original shape.Only those slightly elongated eyes contained no fear or hatred in them, only filled with anger that was as dazzling as sparks in the dark night.

Sazihar was deeply attracted by those eyes, until Hanu's fierce roar sounded in his ears, then he suddenly came back to his senses, subconsciously grabbed Hanu's arm, and pushed him aside with force .

"This person belongs to me."

Hanu staggered back two steps, a little unbelievable that Sazihar would embarrass him in front of so many prisoners.His eyes widened with anger, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, which was really scary, "Sazihar! Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

"I didn't think so." Sazihar replied indifferently, walking up to Tang Ziwei and squatting down to untie the rope in his hand.

From Hanu's point of view, Sazihar was clearly expressing that Hanu was not as good as a weak prisoner, which was the greatest humiliation to him!

The viciousness in his eyes was almost seeping out, and his personal guards on both sides saw that the situation was wrong, and stepped forward to persuade him: "Lord Hanu, Lord Sazihar didn't mean that. Don't hurt your temper because of trivial matters. "

"Of course I know." Hanu showed a distorted smile, threw the knife in his hand to the ground, and was in no mood to talk to those trembling prisoners, turned around and strode away.

Sazihar glanced at it, then looked back indifferently, picked Tang Ziwei up by the waist, and left here too.

The rest of the Mongols, who couldn't figure out what the two generals were thinking, looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to pay attention to those captives for the time being, and they all dispersed to rest...