Chapter 1273 Dual Blade King

With a clang, the two sides' weapons collided, and sparks still flew.

Tuoluhuchar was shocked, and felt that the opponent's knife was less than half as powerful as before, but it was extremely strong, and it deviated his iron bone flower by an inch!

The iron bone flower whistled and hit Wang Bi's helmet, but it hit nothing.

Tuoluhuchar's full strength hit the air, making him almost vomit blood and almost fall off the horse. He hurriedly twisted his waist and barely stabilized his body. Just as he was about to turn around and swing the hammer to hit again, he caught a glimpse of a cold light, and then heard a click, and the iron armor on his back was cut in half.

It seemed that his spine was also cut off, because he lost all his strength in an instant, and the iron bone flower in his hand fell to the ground...

He wanted to reach out and touch his wound, but he couldn't lift his hand, and then he fell off the horse like a huge puppet.

In mid-air, he finally saw that the Ming general had a similar but slightly shorter sword in his left hand, and his blood was still dripping on the bright blade...

"You..." Tuoluhuchar fell heavily on the muddy snow, staring at Wang Bi, and said unwillingly: "You came to sneak..."

"Nonsense." Wang Bi spat and said: "You are so old, haven't you heard of the name of the double-blade king?"

He waved his double swords and chopped away the two Yuan soldiers who rushed to rescue the main general.

Tuoluhuchar suddenly remembered that when he fought hard with him before, the opponent used a two-handed sword. But when he took his last move just now, he held the sword with one hand. He was indeed careless...

But there is no regret medicine on the battlefield. At this time, two of Wang Bi's personal soldiers jumped off the horse, one used a horse lance to pry open his helmet, and the other took off his head with a knife. Then he jumped on his horse, held the head of Toluhuchar with his horse lance, and shouted: "The bandit leader is dead, why don't you surrender?!"

In the fierce battle, the soldiers were all focused on avoiding the open and hidden arrows and how to kill the enemy in front of them, and they had no idea about the situation on the battlefield. Even the rare duel between Wang Bi and Toluhuchar, except for Toluhuchar's personal soldiers, few people knew about it.

So when they saw that their own Wanhu was already confused, the Wuliangha soldiers were like being struck by lightning, and their morale collapsed immediately.

No matter how brave the soldiers were, they couldn't continue to fight when the main general was killed. They thought that the main force had collapsed, and only the few people around them were left. Under great fear, they no longer wanted to fight, and they rode their horses to leave the battle group and fled the battlefield desperately.

The Ming army soldiers took advantage of the situation and killed them all, but did not pursue them, because Ye Tuohuchar led his troops to kill back.

Seeing Wan Hu's head stuck on the gun barrel, and the rest of the people fled cleanly, Yesuo's men were dumbfounded. What the hell is this joint attack?

Yesuo Huchar was even more heartbroken, and was about to rush to the Ming army for revenge, but was held back by his personal soldiers: "Don't be impulsive, Qian Hu! We are not their opponents..."

They only fought back and forth, and the troops that were holding the enemy back were wiped out, and the main general was also beheaded.

Facing such a terrifying enemy, no one had the courage to die again...

Only Yesuo Huchar was still struggling and roaring there, roaring to get back his eldest brother's head, until his personal soldiers said: "If Wan Hu dies, you will be Wan Hu. If you die again, we will be swallowed up by others."

He gave up struggling and withdrew from the battlefield with his men.

Fortunately, the Ming army had no intention of pursuing. It's not that Wang Bi didn't want to chase, but the horsepower had reached its limit.

Horses, which are naturally combative and have long needed to flee, are actually better at persisting in fatigue than humans. They have a stronger tolerance for fatigue and pain, and will force themselves to do things that are "beyond their ability" under the control of their masters.

But overdrafts come at a heavy price. Many war horses will suddenly die "without any signs" after a long and rapid run.

In fact, it is not without signs, but war horses cannot speak. Experienced old riders can sense their status in time through the performance of war horses.

Just now, many war horses were unwilling to speed up, shook their heads left and right, and their panting intensified. This is a clear sign of fatigue.

A pair of war horses that match tacitly is the life of the cavalry. On the battlefield, if the war horses are exhausted, the cavalry will not be far from death.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Wang Bi was no longer in a hurry to return to the main battlefield. He ordered the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded. Of course, they must not forget to cut off the ears of the Yuan army, which was their proof of merit.

Then they moved to a camp several miles away with a sack full of ears, rested, ate and fed the horses.

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The battle was not over yet, and there were dangers everywhere. The Yuan army might come at any time, so Wang Bi and his men did not make a fire, and could only fill their stomachs with a mouthful of snow and a mouthful of barbecue.

The barbecue was made three days ago after they attacked the Wuliangha camp. After three days, it was cold and hard, almost like eating tree bark.

But from Wang Bi to ordinary soldiers, everyone has gotten used to it. Only Guo Zhen, a young man who has not suffered much, would find it difficult to swallow.

Guo Zhen simply put away the dried meat, took out a silver pot and took a sip, and closed his eyes comfortably.

"What are you drinking?" Wang Bi glanced at him.

"Hehe, alcohol." Guo Zhen handed the silver pot to Wang Bi and whispered, "Don't listen to the nonsense of those people in the military hospital. This thing is actually the strongest wine."

"As smart as you are, this is for disinfecting wounds." Wang Bi reached out to take the silver pot, and when his hand shook, some spilled out, and he immediately smelled a strong smell of wine.

"Alas..." He couldn't help but sigh: "I'm getting old."

After the fight with Natulu Huchaer, his hands were still shaking uncontrollably. Wang Bi depressedly took a sip of medical alcohol, and his face suddenly wrinkled into a chrysanthemum.

"Oh shit, that's so exciting..."

"Really?" Guo Zhen said with a smile: "General, don't be sad. When we were cleaning the battlefield, we found that the thief chief weighed at least two hundred pounds without his head, which is almost the same as a bear."

"Do you know his name?" Wang Bi asked in a deep voice. He still respected this Mongolian hero who could force him to use his double sword.

"The prisoner who was not dead at the time said that his name seemed to be...taken off his pants?" Guo Zhen scratched his head and said: "There are no prisoners now, so we can't be sure for the time being."

"It's definitely not that kind of name." Wang Bi's mouth twitched, unable to accept that he actually had a relationship with someone who had "taken off his pants"...

"It's hard to say, because the prisoner said his younger brother's name was 'Take off your pants'..." Guo Zhen didn't understand the old general's heart, and kept adding salt to his wounds.

Wang Bi wanted nothing to do with him at that time.