There was snow everywhere on the vast snow field. Longxiong did not collect any night and tracked it for about two quarters of an hour, and finally found the end of the footprints.

Guo Shang, who was in front, paused, and quickly lowered his body.

Zhu Hekun was furious because he heard the sound of the Russians in front of him vaguely.

The general meaning is: It was so thrilling just now, and I was almost beaten to death by a bear.

I looked at it secretly and saw a simple tent with a pile of stones that sheltered from the wind and snow. There was a fire inside, and it seemed that it was barbecuing meat. I could see a few Russian soldiers pulling them back and walking. Outside the tent was a slaughtered brown bear...

"It seems that these Russians hunted a bear."

Zhu Hekun's eyes were solemn. These Russians were dressed well and looked quite strong and powerful. They should be Cossack cavalry.

Ye Bushu, named Guo Shang, crawled and continued to touch him. He was wearing a white cloak, his movements were slow, almost integrated with the snow.

The rest of the night did not stop and moved forward slowly. Just as everyone was about to approach the back of the tent, a Cossack cavalry came out.

Everyone quickly lowered their heads and hid them in the snow. There was no movement for a while. Zhu Hekun looked secretly and saw the Russian soldier taking out the bird and peeing in the cold wind on his back...

The guy had a vicious face, was wearing a thick cloak, and had a musket hanging on his shoulders.

The Cossack cavalry took risks all year round and were very alert. Before he could finish peeing, he found something was wrong in the surrounding environment, and it seemed that an enemy was approaching.

When he noticed Ye Bushu, who was lying in the snow not far away, his eyes widened and he was about to shout, Guo Shang had no time to think, and jumped up and stabbed the shiny triangular bayonet at the Maozi.

This Maozi brother reacted well, subconsciously avoiding him, but he was still peeing, his movements were slow, his body did not keep up, and Long Xiangye didn't stop at night was too fast.

The blood rain rushes, and the triangular bayonet pierces the Maozi Ge's neck and kills him on the spot.

Immediately, there were shocking red on the snow, and there was still steaming heat.

The Russian looked in disbelief, standing shakingly, covering his neck with his hands twitching.

These Cossack cavalry seemed to be dogs, and this little thing alarmed them, and another Cossack with a musket appeared.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, the Cossack, who had just appeared, was shot on the spot and fell steadily, without even twitching front movements.

The one who fired the gun was Yang Qili. Since he couldn't hide it, he had to take action first. He ordered his full strength to attack the tent.

There was even more screaming on the other side of the tent, several round shields appeared, some figures behind them, followed by the sound of muskets, and several bullets whistled over and shot into the snow not far from Zhu Hekun.

"Roll straight up!"

Yang Qili shouted again and fired continuously with a rotating hand gun.

With the King of Qin here, the two sides are so close, Long Xiangye didn't accept the initiative, and the fool lay there and shot at the Russians, and took advantage of the fact that the Russians loaded their muskets and killed them!

Several Long Xiang pressed forward step by step without restraining his hand at night. The Cossacks there were a little panicked and shouted loudly in Russian: "Ming brothers across the country, can we let us go? Let's get together and part..."

This team of Long Xiangye did not stop, including Zhu and Kun, could probably understand Russian, but when they faced such a top-notch opponent, none of them stopped to joke, and they were still stern, launching an attack with great caution, not giving these Russians any chance!

The Cossacks started shooting again, and a long javelin was projected, firmly inserted into the snow beside him.

If you are inserted, you will be nailed to the ground!

"kill!"

The four men rushed up as they walked in the snow.

Zhu Hekun behind him was full of passion, and he also got up from the snow and rushed forward. Yang Qili did not stop him and hurriedly followed.

"kill!"

Guo Shang was the first to rush into the tent, slashing a saber in his hand, and a Cossack with a gun was almost split in half, and a large stream of blood gushed out.

Guo Shang was obviously a trainer. With one knife, he slashed and another Cossack soldier screamed, and his right arm holding the musket fell from blood.

The three Yebukui commandos rushed up roaringly. The Cossacks hurriedly arrived. Mars splashed, and then the harsh sound of cold weapons colliding.

The Cossack soldiers had outstanding close-killing ability, no less than the ordinary Ming army's night-time non-collection.

But today, they were very lucky. They met the most elite Long Xiangye, the Ming Dynasty, and they were still a team of people carefully selected to protect the Qin King!

Both sides fought back and forth with cold weapons, and the swords and swords were the ultimate kill. At such a close distance, the musket was basically a fire stick, because everyone was afraid of embarrassing to hit their own people.

At this time, Zhu Hekun entered the venue. Without hesitation, he seized the opportunity and stabbed the sword in his hand, and with a slap, it pierced into a Russian's lower abdomen!

The Cossack howled like a beast, trying to stop the sharp blade from entering the belly. His hands even grabbed the blade, and his blood was covered in blood. Seeing that it was a young recruit, he roared even more ferociously, as if he wanted to scare the child.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Hekun was not afraid, and grinned and twisted the sharp blade into the Russian internal organs, causing the Russian to let out a more shrill howl.

The sudden and violent sound of gold and iron fighting, Zhu Hekun was shocked, but a Cossack slashed behind him and was blocked by the old general Yang.

Zhu Hekun was frightened and furious. The blood in his body seemed to have awakened. He pulled out the saber in his hand, carrying the same blood as the Russians, and then slashed hard at the Cossack soldier behind him who had attacked him.

The unlucky Cossack soldier focused on Yang Qili throughout the whole process, but he did not expect that the young Ming soldier was so manic that he could not defend enough, and his neck was immediately cut out with a huge wound, and blood spurted out.

Zhu Hekun wanted to go forward and finish his vent, but found that the hat he had just attacked and was not dead. He opened his eyes like a dead fish and stared at Zhu Hekun, holding his calves tightly with his hands.

"Die!"

Zhu Hekun suddenly pulled out his legs and stepped hard on the Cossack soldier's face.

The Cossack soldier's face seemed to be crushed by a wheel, and it collapsed directly, and even the erect high nose bridge was broken.

Zhu Hekun stepped on several steps in a row, without showing mercy at all. It was not until the Cossack who stepped on the face was bloody and there was no movement before he stopped his feet.

Zhu Hekun's performance surprised that he had not stopped for a long time, and even Yang Qili was moved.

Among the princes in the past, the King of Han was the bravest. Now it seems that the King of Qin is not inferior to his brother, and it is quite as fierce as Emperor Tianwu when he was young!

After this battle, the young King of Qin quickly established the image of a "mass man" when Long Xiang's night was not taken away.

The battle is not over yet, the sturdy, cold-blooded and adventurous Cossack is not a tool man.
Chapter completed!