The clouds dispersed with the wind, and the clouds and smoke covering the waning moon were lifted like a veil, and the whole world became a little brighter.

With the emergence of Shi Jiajun and Ma Jiajun, some truths were also revealed. When I was considering whether to storm Badaling, the reinforcements from Xuanfu and Datong did not go to Juyongguan for support, but quietly came outside the pass.

When Wu Taiji chased the cavalry battalion and wanted to "revenge", he didn't know that this was actually a trick to lure the enemy. The cavalry battalion lured the Wu Tai tribe here.

When Wu Taiji saw the sudden appearance of Shi Jiajun and Ma Jiajun, he naturally knew what was going on, but he paid the price for his pride.

If he hadn't been so impulsive, hadn't been thinking about avenging his father-in-law Agudamu, and hadn't been thinking about defending the dignity of the Golden Family, he probably wouldn't have fallen into this trap.

It's just that there is no regret medicine in the world, and now it is a fact that he fell into the trap set by the Ming army. They will face the two most elite troops of the Ming Dynasty.

"kill!"

There was no trace of color on Shi Huashan's face, and he looked like a knife. He raised the long knife in his hand to give the command to attack.

Unlike many generals who like to be courteous first and then attack with force, he prefers to fight directly and decide the outcome in a man's way. Saying more words is just a waste of time, after all, the opponent will eventually die.

As for facing this group of Tatars, there is no need to have a dialogue. Just kill these bandits who have committed many evil deeds.

"kill!"

The Shi Jiajun showed a strong fighting spirit. When Shi Huashan gave the order, they immediately rode forward and responded like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

The voices of thousands of people were neat and full, and the killing sound echoed in the valley, demonstrating the strong fighting spirit belonging to the Nine-Border First Army.

Whether an army is strong or not can often be seen from their military appearance and spirit, and the Shi Jiajun has already implemented their fighting spirit into their words and deeds.

"Is this...the Ming Army?"

After Wu Taiji and others heard the orderly and decisive sound, they immediately felt that the Shi Jia army was like a tiger descending from the mountain. They couldn't help but become more frightened, but they looked at this Shi Jia army with suspicion.

hiss……

Thousands of horses roared, rushed down the hillside, and pounced directly on Duotai Jibe in the flat ground below, showing the posture of an eagle catching a chicken.

As if in an instant, the Shi Jiajun launched an attack on Wutaiji's tribe with thunderous force.

"kill!"

Ma Fang also felt the spirit of Shi Jiajun, but looked at Shi Huashan with resentment, who did not greet him, and pretended to follow the order.

"kill!"

Ma Jiajun was also looking forward to this moment. Facing Huangtai Jibu who had been lured here, he also rushed forward with the machete in his hand high.

Wu Taiji and others faced the menacing two groups. Although they smelled the danger, they reacted equally quickly and even formed formations to resist.

Although they are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, and they consume a lot of physical strength along the way, this is after all their best fighting method, but it may not be impossible to achieve "counter-kill".

"kill!"

After all, the Shi Jiajun was one step faster and took the lead in launching an attack on Wutai Ji's tribe.

Different armies present different temperaments, and the Shi Jun family does not like any surprise troops, preferring to fight in a sweeping manner.

If you want to form this kind of army, you have extremely high requirements for the quality of the soldiers. If it is really formed, its combat power will be quite terrifying.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Shi Jiajun were not blindly reckless. At the front was a fusiliary team. Their guns had been filled with ammunition and they took the lead in shooting at Utaiji's army, thus tearing a hole.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The Mongolian cavalry who had just formed their formation had no way to avoid the flying bullets. Blood was splashed all over their bodies, and those in the front row fell off their horses.

"kill!"

Shi Huashan held the special long sword in his hand and led the long sword team to charge forward, like a bulldozer into the Wutaiji tribe's battle formation.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The long knives had the advantage in the battle. They wielded the long knives in their hands and brutally killed the gang of Tatars who had committed many crimes. Blood spattered as the blades penetrated their flesh.

After just a brief confrontation, the Shi Jiajun immediately demonstrated their unparalleled close combat capabilities.

"Form up! Block them!"

When Wu Taiji saw the Shi Jiajun's fighting style of defeating the four groups with one sword, he knew that this Shi Jiajun was indeed worthy of its reputation, so he gave the order nervously.

If they can form a formation to fight, they can find a chance of survival. If they use a chaotic formation to deal with such an overly powerful Shijia army, then they will simply lose their lives.

Although he has always despised the Ming army, even the Ma Jiajun who was famous in Jiubian in his early years did not take it seriously, but he knew that his tribe was no longer a match for the Shi Jiajun.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

However, Shi Hao did not give Wu Taiji a chance. After leading the fusiliers to quickly refill their ammunition, they fired at the Mongolian cavalry who were intensively preparing to form formations, assuming the responsibility of supporting the attack.

"hateful!"

Even if the Wutaiji tribe formed a formation, they would not necessarily be a match for the Shi Jiajun. Now that their chances of forming a formation were destroyed, they felt both aggrieved and angry.

But this was a battlefield, and even the Shi Jiajun, who had the upper hand, did not bother to give trouble to Wutai Ji's tribe.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The formation of the Shijia army's long sword team was like a god of death, slicing a watermelon against the chaotic Mongolian cavalry, carving a bloody path on this grassland.

This arrogant Mongolian cavalry suffered an unprecedented setback, and their numbers were disappearing at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

"kill!"

The Ma Jiajun also killed them from the hillside. They also used flintlock guns to clear the way, and then used their formation to deal with the defeated army with the advantage of harvesting the lives of the Mongolian cavalry.

Although they do not have the terrifying hand-to-hand combat capabilities of the Shi Jiajun, as the first army of the Nine Borders in the past, they are famous for their courage to risk their lives, and now they are also killing like crazy.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qiao Yifeng had already reorganized the members of the cavalry battalion, and was only attacking with flintlock rifles. He was advancing in an orderly manner, and was reaping the lives of the Mongolian cavalry.

The war started from three directions, and the Wutaiji tribe was retreating steadily no matter which direction it was. This battle showed a "one-sided" situation.

"How could these Ming troops be so strong?" Wu Taiji couldn't help shouting in his heart as he watched his men being killed by the Ming troops one after another.

In his impression, the Ming army was greedy for life and fearful of death, and they never dared to go out of the city to face them head-on. Even if they really wanted to fight, they would only dare to fight if they were ten times more powerful than him.

It was just the Ming army that appeared in front of him, not to mention the Shi Jiajun who was like the incarnation of the god of death, nor the Ma Jiajun who had already become famous all over the world. This cavalry battalion that had just "escaped" should not be underestimated.

Wu Taiji finally understood why they were defeated in Shanxi last year. Although the main reason was attributed to the jade-faced fox who used his troops like a god, these Ming troops were indeed too powerful. After all, China was a place of crouching tigers, hidden dragons.

"My golden family never gives up, kill!"

Wu Taiji faced the overwhelming Ming army, but he did not choose to surrender or flee. As a warrior known for his bravery in the prairie, he decided to compete with the Ming army, and expressed his stance loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately led his personal guards to face the strongest Ming army, but he planned to kill the leader of this army and reverse the situation of the war.

When Shi Huashan saw Wu Taiji coming towards him, he was slightly startled at first, but then he raised his chin, reined in his horse and faced him.

He also knew that Wu Taiji was already a fierce general under An Da, and now he took the initiative to come towards him, probably because he wanted his head.

Shi Huashan did not flinch, not to mention that he had the confidence to believe. Even if he was really beheaded, he would not be shaken in this life. He did not want to live a plain and helpless life, even if he died in battle, it would be a good ending.

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Shi Hao originally had a chance to take action against Wu Taiji, but when he saw his father riding his horse to meet him, he silently put down the raised flintlock gun again.

The men and horses on both sides who were fighting saw this and silently gave up an area.

Regardless of their attitude, as the top soldiers of this era, they have a natural affinity for strong generals, and they are also in awe of generals who dare to challenge one another.

"kill!"

Wu Taiji held a sharp Mongolian waist knife, patted the horse and galloped towards Shihua Mountain. Relying on the freedom of movement on the horse's back, he was already changing his body shape, but he wanted to sneak attack on Shihua Mountain's waist.

careful!

When Shi Hao and others saw this, they immediately raised their hearts to their throats and vaguely regretted why they had followed the rules and not directly shot Wu Taiji.

hiss……

The red sweat-blooded horse suddenly raised its front hooves, and together with Shi Huashan's body, Wu Taiji, who was preparing for a sneak attack, immediately lost his target.

Shi Huashan held the reins of the horse with his left hand, and the special long knife held in his right hand was like a comet, and he slashed at Wu Taiji who passed by.

puff!

Ujitai's eyes widened, but his head had separated from his body. His head first fell off the galloping horse, and then rolled to the side of a pile of black horse dung.

One move?

The onlookers thought that this would be a close fight, but in just one round, Duotaiji's head was already divided.

After seeing Duotaiji being beheaded, no one, including the Mongolian cavalry, paid attention to where the head was. Instead, they looked at Shihua Mountain in shock.

Although it had long been rumored that Shi Huashan was born with supernatural powers and was unanimously elected as the most powerful general of the Ming Dynasty by the Ming army, he was still shocked when he saw such a beautiful head-on execution.

"Anyone who offends our country will be punished!" Shi Huashan held the long sword dripping with blood, raised the pole and faced Wutai Jibu with murderous intent.

"kill!"

When the Shi Jiajun saw Shi Huashan kill Wu Taiji so cleanly and neatly, their morale was greatly boosted, and when they did, they raised their swords again and attacked Wu Taiji's remnants.

When Wu Taiji's remnants saw that Wu Taiji had been beheaded, especially Shi Huashan's shocking sword blow, their military morale had been weakened, and they looked at the approaching Ming army in horror.

In fact, no matter it is the Ming Dynasty or Mongolia, everyone is afraid of death. The difference is only the degree of the fear line between them.
To be continued...