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Chapter 129 Enter the enemy camp!(2/2)

The power of role models is infinite.

How powerful is the head coach killing the enemy general's head?

The many personal soldiers around him suddenly felt like they were injected with chicken blood, and rushed forward even more violently.

On the earth wall, Xu Changqing was paying attention to Wang Pu on the left side, and was suddenly attracted by the cheers here. When he saw Cao Bianjiao's situation was opened, Xu Changqing was also very calm.

Both sides were cut open, and the twenty or thirty Tartars in the middle were catching turtles in a jar, and they would undoubtedly die!

"Zhao Zengjin, Ergou, what are you fucking embroidery? Stop ink and rush over to me! Speed!"

He shouted at Zhao Zengjin and others who were still fighting in the front, and Xu Changqing immediately shouted behind him: "Scholar, Miss Xu, move quickly! Dig the wall flat for me!"

"Yes! Don't worry, General, you'll finish your life soon!"

The scholar and Miss Xu, who were in charge of the back road, hurriedly patted their chests.

This kind of thing not only needs to rush in, but also need to leave a way out to retreat after being destroyed!

In this way, the best way is to directly level the earth wall of the Qing army!

Soon, the scholar and Miss Xu called on the brothers around him to quickly start digging the earth wall.

In front, Zhao Zengjin, Ergou and others were scolded like this by Xu Changqing, and they were all furious and shouted desperately torpedo. Soon, they tore open the defenses of the dozens of Tartars in the middle and forced them to death.

Seeing that the three lines were blooming and all the tribes were on the right track, Xu Changqing breathed a little relieved.

However, the war has only started for less than five minutes, and it has just begun. Such large-scale actions are impossible to avoid the defenders in the Zhenghuang Banner Camp. I am afraid that the surrounding Qing army camps have already gathered their forces, and the tribes must continue to accelerate and seize the time!

Xu Changqing also used his powerful vision like a hang-up, shouting loudly on the earth wall, reminding the soldiers from the three routes to quickly seize the advantageous terrain.

"What's going on?"

"Which Ming army is coming to attack the camp in front?"

At this time, the Mongolian prince-in-law and minister of government affairs, Dorji, who was on duty in the middle camp of the Zhenghuang Banner, had already summoned four or five hundred people and rushed towards this side.

Niu Lu Zhang Jing, who was in charge of the night tonight, hurriedly said: "Master, the fog is too big, and the slaves don't know it now. But I heard that there are many dogs, and I'm afraid there will be thousands of people!"

“I#$%^!”

Dorji couldn't help but curse, but at this time he didn't have time to think a lot, and shouted: "Continue to summon people to let the people from the Yellow Banner and Zhenglan Banner come over. Which Ming Dog dares to attack the camp? Today, I insist on twisting his head off as a ball!"

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