Dressed as Tang Bohu

Outside the city, King Ning's personal soldiers and the Ming army brought by Zhu Houzhao from the capital took the momentum of encirclement and approached the gate of Ningxia in an orderly manner.

The soldiers holding large shields half a person's height were at the forefront, and the artillery fire from the Shenji Battalion passed them and projected into the Tatar crowd, stirring up handfuls of frosty soil.

The Tatars ran out of the city with large and small bags, and before they could form a formation, they were beaten dizzy by the oncoming enemies.The rest gradually shrank and gathered around the little prince.

The people in the city kept rushing out, among them were Tatars riding Hummers, and there were also Ming defenders who appeared from hiding alleys.

Tang Zi feared that the group of people were empty-handed, so he galloped straight to the little prince when he left the city gate.

The little prince saw Hanu and Sazihar coming together, his eyes were deep, but he said decisively without saying a word: "Gather your clansmen and break through around the left wing!"

"Yes!" Hanu replied, and a group of people continued to charge ahead, passing the little prince and leading the team.

Sazihar was different from Hanu, he keenly noticed that the little prince seemed to be suppressing some kind of plan in his mind, and when his thoughts turned sharply, he saw Tang Ziwei who was riding with him, and couldn't help but tremble.

The mourning wind howled, and at some point, snowflakes the size of fingernails rolled up in the sky.

The firecrackers of the Ming army swept across half of the battlefield with a thick smoke, and the snow along the way turned into water droplets, which splashed on the faces of countless soldiers.

Then there is a lot of new snow to fill.Some fell on people's faces and necks and melted.Some fell into the blood, onto the lying man, and condensed into dazzling crystals of ice that would never melt again.

The horn of morale boosting seems to never stop, but there is more and more snow that does not melt.

Tartars wrapped in thick fur fell down one by one, and the little prince also stood at the front, brandishing a broad knife.

The firecrackers of the Ming army withdrew from the battlefield after achieving great results, the Shenji Battalion retreated, and the energetic three guards of King Ning rushed forward.

These people are not just Han people. King Ning has been stationed on the frontier for generations, and most of the three guards are Mongols.Zhu Chenhao secretly recovered some of them after cutting off the feudal clan, and at this time, they were not inferior to the Tatars in terms of physical appearance.

It became more and more difficult to break through, and Sazihar sat back with his back straight, wielding a broad knife vigorously in one hand.Tang Ziwei sat in front, swinging the long knife in his hand from time to time to stop some fish that slipped through the net.

The number of Tatars around continued to decrease, and the encirclement circle of the Ming army gradually formed.They were merciless, as if they had deep-seated hatred.

"Clang!—"

"Pfft!"

A long sword collided with Tang Ziwei's blade, and the opponent raised his wrist slightly, and the sword edge slipped to the bottom and pierced into Tang Ziwei's shoulder.

Sazihar cut the man out with his backhand, lowered his head worriedly, "Is the injury serious?"

Tang Ziwei narrowed his eyes, pulled out the sword with all his might, his white lips trembled, and turned his head to smile at him, "If I say yes, what about you?"

"..."

Tang Ziwei laughed lightly, shook his head, casually threw the drawn long sword on the ground, crumpled the hem of his coat and pressed it on the wound to slow down the outflow of blood.

Just when he thought Sazihar, who was concentrating on killing the enemy behind him, would not answer again, a low voice came from behind:

"I'll take you back."

Tang Ziwei was taken aback, "Where are you going?"

Sazihar didn't answer, he flicked his whip, and the steed under him let out a long roar, and suddenly broke away from the Tatar team, and rushed straight towards the position where the flag of the Ming army commander was!

Tang Ziwei's identity is unusual, which Sazihar had guessed a long time ago.So at this time, only there, Tang Ziwei is absolutely safe.

There is no attack from the same tribe, nor rejection and threats from all sides in their tribe.

The broad knife in Sazihar's hand turned over, only repelling the approaching Ming army, not killing them.He urged the horse with all his might.He didn't dare to delay at all, for fear that he would change his mind in the next second.

"Trash! Scum! Vulnerable!" Xu Xingfeng's eyes were red at the front, and the blood-stained long knife kept piercing the body of the tartar.

They came from the rear and first turned the Tatar garrison outside Ningxi City upside down. Except for some women, they did not see any prisoners.The few people who couldn't find Tang Ziwei were mentally prepared, but after all they didn't want to believe the facts, and their tempers became a lot more irritable.

Xu Xingfeng pierced the heart of the big man in front of him with a knife, curled his lips, and kicked him off the knife.

He looked around, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Sazihar's unstoppable back riding straight towards the coach, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.Xu Xingfeng snorted softly through his nose, flew forward and kicked the nearest tartar off his horse, flicked the rein violently, and chased after him!

On the other side, Sazihar, as a green-eyed Mongol who can be seen at a glance from his appearance, broke into the local camp with difficulty.

There is no room for people to speak on the battlefield, often in an instant, swords, guns, shields and halberds will come down!Sazihar was seriously injured, but with only one perseverance, he ran hundreds of meters.

Xu Xingfeng chased after him from a distance, seeing his brave performance along the way, his heart was already eager to try.

He expected this person to be very skilled and not a small character, so he stood up from his horse after a few feet away, and shouted: "Tartar in front, try my trick!"

Sazihar looked back at him, turned his head calmly, whipped the horse's buttocks hard, and rushed out a lot!

Xu Xingfeng's eyelids twitched, and he was furious.

Not to be outdone, he clamped the horse's belly, followed closely behind, and when the distance got closer, he stood on the horse's back and made a sudden leap!With both hands holding the knife high above the head, there was a whistling sound of breaking wind and snowflakes swept by the downward airflow!

When Sazihar heard that the person behind him was not good, he suddenly turned his horse around and blocked it with his saber!

Xu Xingfeng sneered disdainfully, but the triumphant smile stopped abruptly before it climbed onto his cheeks.His pair of bright black eyes were wide open, the knife in his hand turned sharply, and cut into the ground beside him abruptly, and his legs were numb from the shock when they hit the ground.

But as if he didn't realize it, his eyes were glued to the face of the man half leaning in front of Sazihar, and his voice couldn't help raising his voice three times, "General Tang?!"

"You're not dead! I knew it! I knew you wouldn't die so easily!" Xu Xingfeng stood there helplessly, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Xingfeng, you have worked hard these few days." Tang Ziwei wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but it was difficult for him to do so because he was on a horse, so he could only smile at him comfortingly.

Seeing his movements, Xu Xingfeng remembered the scene at this time. He couldn't help but Jun blushed, coughed twice, shifted his gaze to Sazihar, and asked, "Who is this?"

"Sazihar." Sazihar replied, "I sent him back, he was injured and needed treatment."

Xu Xingfeng nodded and said, "Come with me."

He walked back a few steps, got on his horse, and waved to the Ming soldiers around him. Those guys who had seemed extremely troublesome to Sazihar before obediently scattered to the sides to make way.

Xu Xingfeng took a step ahead and Sazihar followed behind with his horse.

The sight of the two horses walking through the battlefield was so conspicuous that Zhu Chenhao could see it from a long distance away.There was a faint suspicion in his heart, so he couldn't bear it any longer, and he couldn't wait to meet him.