The array disappeared when the two sides collided. In the melee, the natives on the right took the upper hand. They began to gather under the call of the leader and assaulted in a group of two or three.

"Seeing that, they are not useless."

When he first got ashore, Zhu Gaoxu said that he could sweep the natives on both sides with a hundred houses, but looking at the current situation, a hundred houses is really not enough for the natives to swallow it.

Zhu Gaoxu said disdainfully: "The natives on the left are going to lose. Look at how I kill the enemy."

Fang Xing frowned and said, "Your Highness, this is a wartime period, and you will not win by personal courage."

Zhu Gaoxu ignored him, turned around and waved, and more than a hundred people began to assemble.

He pulled out his long sword and said with a grim smile: "Do you dare to follow me to kill those natives?"

There was no sound, the guards and soldiers just nodded together, and the bloodthirsty aura gradually spread out.

Zhu Gaoxu turned around and woke up and smiled, saying seriously: "A general is the courage of a soldier. A general is incompetent and exhausts the three armies. Are generals who can rush to the battlefield also famous generals?"

This was teaching Fang Xing. Fang Xing was shocked, nodded and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhu Gaochi looked at his expression carefully until he judged that he was sincere, and then he said happily: "You are so happy to see how I rushed. If you look back, you can boost your morale like this."

Fang Xing nodded heavily, Zhu Gaochi's expression gradually became ferocious. He stared at the battlefield where the victory was decided, and shouted suddenly: "All the soldiers, follow me to defeat the enemy!"

Fang Xing stared blankly at Zhu Gaoxu raising his sword and rushed out first. In a trance, he seemed to see Zhu Di rushing to the formation himself.

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

The cheers of more than one hundred people were not loud, but the momentum made the warring sides stagnate for a moment, and they looked at the jungle beside each other.

More than one hundred people, the natives on both sides immediately came back to relax. The two leaders who had not participated in the war shouted a few times and quickly decided to fight the enemy together.

"Brothers fight against the wall and protect them from being humiliated!"

Fang Xing looked cold and said, "The will of the natives should not be underestimated, keep a close eye on it."

When Wang He saw the natives starting to form a formation and slowly rushing towards Zhu Gaoxu, he said worriedly: "Bo Xinghe, let's go out."

Fang Xing shook his head and said solemnly: "This is your highness's moment, we can only watch the battle!"

This is the moment for warriors and the moment for fierce generals. Any disturbance is blasphemy!

Zhu Gaoxu rushed over with his own hands, and several local people who thought they were brave came forward and stabbed them in front of them with wooden spears.

"kill!"

Zhu Gaoxu was very burly, but he was not lacking in flexibility. He swung his sword and cut three wooden guns from the beginning.

The natives were still maintaining the movement of stabbing forward, and Zhu Gaoxu swung his long sword and slashed from the right.

What is the scene of cutting off two heads with one knife?

Two heads flew up, and the third native was lucky to be cut off because he was too short, but the consequences were even more tragic.

The hard skull blocked the blade, and Zhu Gaoxu's long sword was stuck in the middle of his head. He pulled it hard, then roared the tiger and rushed towards the natives who had already looked fearful.

"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"

Zhu Gaoxu was not afraid at all and rushed in alone.

Fang Xing looked at the enemy formation with blood shooting, and Zhu Gaoxu was like a lonely warrior fighting hard. He couldn't help but feel excited, and drew his sword and shouted: "Lao Qi, come with me!"

Wang He was stunned, Fang Xing had already rushed out with his servants.

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

Fang Xing led his servants to crash into the enemy group. His Tang sword was extremely sharp and invincible in the world of wooden guns and iron swords.

puff!

As soon as he pulled out his long sword, a native man rushed over with a roar. Fang Xing was about to meet the enemy, but the other party threw out the wooden gun in his hand.

Fang Xing had no way to avoid the wooden gun when he threw the wooden gun at close range. He just subconsciously took a step back and the wooden gun hit his chest.

clang!

After the slight metal collision sound, Fang Xing was furious, rushed up and waved his knife, and then continued to rush towards Zhu Gaoxu.

Xin Laoqi came from behind and rushed up from both sides of Fang Xing, and Xiaodao was next to Fang Xing. As his eyes turned, the movements around him were within his observation range.

Zhu Gaoxu's rush can only be described in one word: move forward!

His long sword is sometimes extremely powerful and sometimes he cuts skillfully, and no one can stop his enemies in front of him.

"kill!"

A strong wind blew, and Zhu Gaoxu narrowed his eyes, stared at the long sword that his opponent slashed over, shouted suddenly, and then waved the sword to block it.

How could the iron knife be the opponent of the treasure sword? The native man just looked shocked, and Zhu Gaoxu turned his body and waved the long sword.

"ah……"

The native man was cut off his waist by Zhu Gaoxu, and his upper body fell to the ground. He stretched out his hand in pain, trying to grab everything in front of him, but what was coming was a big foot.

The two leaders of the natives looked at the scene with pale faces, then roared desperately, trying to boost morale and surrounded Zhu Gaoxu in the middle.

Zhu Gaoxu suddenly raised his head and let out a long roar, waved his knife with his right hand and slashed his opponent with his left hand. He opened the wooden gun stabbed from his right hand, and then punched him again.

puff!

Before the native man who had been stabbed in the air with wooden spear could react, he was knocked to the ground by Zhu Gaoxu with a punch, his body twitching gently, and he was almost unable to survive.

This is a peerless fierce man!

This tragic situation finally scared the enemy, who was already at the end of his strength. Zhu Gaochi keenly sensed the decline in the enemy's morale and shouted: "Break the enemy! Break the enemy!"

The morale of more than one hundred people was like rainbows, following Zhu Gaoxu and shouting: "Break the enemy! Break the enemy!"

Fang Xing cut over a native man with one knife, and then he found that there was no enemy ahead.

He looked over in a daze and saw that Zhu Gaoxu and his men had almost penetrated the enemy's defense line.

When the leader was kicked away by Zhu Gaoxu, the morale of the natives finally could not be restored. After a shout, everyone turned around and ran away.

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

The enemy was defeated, and the Ming army in the dense forest was no longer hiding, and rushed out to pursue.

Zhu Gaoxu had stopped chasing. He stood there and ordered: "Terrorize them with muskets, and throw away the weapons and kneel down and don't kill them!"

This was a timely order. After seeing that his companions surrendered and were not killed, the hopeless natives who escaped abandoned their weapons, then knelt on the ground, watching the Ming army rushing past them, and were glad that they had escaped.

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

Chen Mo followed Huang Jinlu with a long knife panting, but unfortunately he had no chance to kill the enemy.

He was so excited that he was rushing with passion by Zhu Gaoxu's personal hero performance just now. He wanted to prove his bravery, so he bravely crossed Huang Jinlu, who was killing the enemy, and chased him alone behind the enemy.

When he slashed the last native man's back with a knife, Chen Mo was excited. He kicked the screaming native man over, and then rushed up and began to slash.

The morale after the escape was almost zero. At this time, no one dared to look back. Everyone is a lamb, and children can chase them.

Chen Mo became more and more convenient as he killed. He felt that his hidden talent of generals was finally awakened today.

So he shouted proudly, but he did not retreat because of the blood.

When he broke over the fifth native, the native screamed and shouted forward. Then a native man in front suddenly turned around. When he saw Chen Mo being finished with the knife, his eyes turned red and he turned around and rushed over.

Chen Mo just killed this native man with one knife, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of crazy eyes, and then the tip of the sharpened wooden gun.

In an instant, Chen Mo forgot the talent of all military generals. He sat on the ground without any instruction, and then the wooden gun passed over his head.

"Old Huang help..."

Chen Mo closed his eyes and waved his knife randomly until someone fell in front of him. Then he gasped and said, "Damn it, I finally killed me..."

When he opened his eyes, he saw the native man lying in front of him, his eyes wide open, but the fatal wound appeared on his neck.

Of course, Chen Mo, who was sitting on the ground, could not cut his neck, so...

Huang Jinlu, who had reached the front, was chasing hard. Chen Mo lowered his head in frustration and said, "Am I that weak?"

"volley!"
Chapter completed!