This asymmetric battle ended when Li Fuming led his army to fight.

The Tartars' artillery array was destroyed by Zhao Yu, and the artillery soldiers knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, crawling and dared not move. The other cavalry were also killed by Zhao Yu, and fled in scattered and disappeared.

Only the musketeers, who had no war horses available, could not escape, were almost half killed by Zhao Yu, and finally surrendered.

At this time, Li Fuming had just led his army out of the pass.

Three thousand Ming troops rushed out of the pass, and you could roughly see the backs of some Tartar cavalry. However, they had already walked away and could not catch up.

Fortunately, more than a thousand people were kneeling everywhere, and thousands of corpses were still chatting for comfort.

The head of the servant was already by Li Fuming's side at this time, telling Li Fuming everything he saw and everything he said.

Li Fuming rode on the horse, looking at the killing field from afar, standing quietly at the fierce man here, and sucking the cold air couldn't stop.

He quickly ordered not to hit the hero.

Then he led a team of servants to meet him.

Such a hero defeated thousands of troops with his own strength. Li Fuming was also afraid of his fierceness. But he knew that this man must have no malice towards the Ming Dynasty.

Otherwise, they would not kill the Tartars.

Otherwise, the scout would not have reported the news to him, saying that he would give him a military merit.

So he cheered up, held up his courage, and went up to meet him.

Zhao Yu finally felt a little tired after killing until now. He was not a strong fight. He fought against thousands of troops alone and defeated them. How could he not have any effort?

But it's still far from being exhausted.

I'm afraid that killing all eight thousand people will make you feel exhausted.

But the long knife in his hand was curled up again.

Even if it is a magic weapon, killing thousands of people for two consecutive days, it will be curled.

I saw the general of the Ming army coming forward and clasped his fists from afar: "Li Fuming, the general of Xiatashan, dare you ask the hero's name Gao's name?!"

Zhao Yu said: "Daxing Fort, Zhao Yu."

Li Fuming came to the front.

His face was flushed and he was so excited that he could not help himself. While observing Zhao Yu, he saw that his chest was just slightly undulating, and then he knew that this horrifying hero had never understood it!

What a monster!

He thought to himself, but was very happy. Even if such a person is not a member of the army, as long as he is against the Tartars, it will be a benefit!

He said happily: "It turns out to be Brother Zhao from Daxing Fort!"

With the words, the distance was closer: "My family was originally in Dafu Castle, adjacent to Daxing Castle. Brother Zhao, my fellow villagers meet me!"

When Zhao Yu heard this, he couldn't help but smile.

Indeed, Dafu Castle is just north of Daxing Castle, only about ten miles away, and the villages of Zhao Yu's family are all on the banks of the Daughter River.

Zhao Yu still seems to remember that his grandfather's house is near Dafu Castle.

When I heard that Li Fuming was also from Dafu Castle, I felt a sense of intimacy.

"My mother's relatives are also near Dafu Castle." Zhao Yu smiled.

After understanding the origin, Li Fuming felt even happier. Clans and village party were popular at this time. Often, clans and village party were connected to each other, and most of them were the same faction.

Seeing that this extremely fierce character was actually from his hometown, Li Fuming secretly thought in his heart. How great would it be if Brother Zhao could be allowed to board the same boat as him!

So I invited Zhao Yu to Tashan Fort to have a lecture.

Zhao Yu didn't refuse either, and just took advantage of General Li's reputation to meet the Liaodong governor.

It hit it off.

So we arrived at Tashan Fort.

Zhao Yu was covered in blood, with a curled blade, a breathless war horse, and two heads on his waist. Wherever he passed, he was filled with infinite awe. Zhao Yu's feat had spread throughout Tashan Fort.

This is not a rumor, but a real thing.

Thousands of heads and the killing scene like a sea of ​​blood were witnessed by thousands of people.

Li Fuming never concealed Zhao Yu's achievements. He was afraid of offending Zhao Yu, and he was also trying to use Zhao Yu's fierceness to boost morale.

Can there be no peace of mind if there is such a fierce man who surpasses the King of Chu in Tashan Fort?

When he arrived at the General Office, a maid and maid wanted to serve Zhao Yu to wash and change clothes. Zhao Yu was not used to it, so he drove the maid and maid out, washed himself, and changed his clothes.

In fact, with Zhao Yu's grasp of the strength, the fireflies did not fall and the feathers did not add to his body. The blood could not directly sputtered at his body. However, the clothes could not be avoided.

After washing up, I felt refreshed and changed into a short jacket and cloth shoes. Under the respectful guidance of the servants, I arrived at the living room.

It was originally a set of brocade robes, but Zhao Yu was unfamiliar with brocade robes, so the servant had to take a short jacket and cloth shoes. This made Zhao Yu satisfied.

In the living room, Li Fuming also changed his clothes and was sitting on the Grand Master's chair. Seeing Zhao Yu turn out, he quickly got up and asked Zhao Yu to sit down on another Grand Master's chair on the side of the Eight Immortals table.

Although Li Fuming is an officer, he is really good at talking.

Since people from my hometown started to form relationships, the trivial sayings became closer and closer.

When Zhao Yu heard him talk about some things in Dafu Castle and Daxing Castle before, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, and he recalled some things in his childhood.

A little warmth was finally frozen in the picture of the Tatar Village, and the anger immediately emerged, suppressing the warmth.

Li Fuming observed his expression and thoughts and had already confirmed that Zhao Yu was a person near Daxing Fort. He just didn't seem to know some things very well. He didn't seem to have been to some famous places in Daxing Fort.

I couldn't help but sigh: "Since the Tartars repeatedly invaded, Daxing Fort and Dafu Fort have been broken, and many of them have never returned to their hometown..."

He said, "Depending on Brother Zhao's age, I'm afraid he is not as good as the one in the twentieth century. I remember that ten years ago, Daxing Fort was captured by the Tartars. Brother Zhao should not be too old at that time, right?"

Zhao Yu nodded silently: "My family lives on the north side of Daxing Fort, on the banks of my daughter's river. It's a small village...it was ten years ago."

Zhao Yu shook his teeth and showed a hint of hatred: "It was probably what General Li said. When Daxing Fort was captured ten years ago, a team of Tartars came to our village..."

He glanced at Li Fuming, and a look of evil appeared in his eyes: "I saw my father and mother with my own eyes being massacred at the entrance of the village."

When Li Fuming heard what he said about calmness, he could clearly feel that complex feeling. There was hatred, disgust, murderous aura, sorrow, and longing.

If you hate him, you will naturally give him the Tartars. Judging from the way Brother Zhao killed the Tartars, you will know how much he hates him.

And hate... Li Fuming knew that it was his disgust for himself, or for the court, and the army. The army protected the people, but they did not protect it. It should be hated!

When Li Fuming thought of this, he sighed in his heart.

The brother Zhao in front of him has such a miserable life experience. How bad can he be? When Dafu Castle was captured, how many people escaped from his family?!

I am also irreconcilable with the Tartars!

If not, how could he firmly oppose the Tartars' persuasion several times earlier?

The hatred of parents, under the sky, there is you or me, there is me or you!

Li Fuming's expression was a little dim: "It's good to teach Brother Zhao that, that time, my father and my mother, too..." He gritted his teeth, and a trace of tears flashed in his eyes: "I have no ability and can't beat the Tartars, but Brother Zhao, you have this ability, and my father and mother's revenge, please help me! I, Li Fuming, are willing to be a cow and be a horse!"

Zhao Yu only realized that this general of Tashan actually had the same life experience. He couldn't help but feel the same illness and pity for a moment.

Zhao Yu said: "I was rescued by my master and spent ten years in the mountains. This time I came out, and revenge came! I must take down the head of the Tartar Emperor, return to my hometown, and pay tribute to my parents!"

Li Fuming was surprised and realized that Zhao Yu was thinking like this, and said, "The Tartar Emperor is in the midst of thousands of troops, so he is afraid it is difficult to kill!"

Zhao Yu nodded: "It's hard to kill. I have been lingering outside Jinzhou for a few days and killed two thousand Tartars. But seeing that the Tartar camp was strict and strict, I didn't dare to rush in recklessly. So I planned to meet the Liaodong governor, and then I came all the way east and ran into Ajige's army halfway."

"I quietly captured a Tartar soldier. When I asked, I realized that the brothers of the Tartar emperor who led the troops were Tashan Fort, and I followed him all the way to the pass."

As he said that, he couldn't help but say, "Where are my two heads?"

"It's supposed to be pickled." Li Fuming said: "Brother Zhao has these two heads..."

"Azig is the brother of the Tartar Emperor and is qualified to worship my parents. As for the other one, the Tartar general killed in Jinzhou City yesterday, I don't know who he is. After all, the golden armor and golden helmet are similar to this Azig, and they should be a big fish."

"So that's it." Li Fuming immediately understood and patted his chest and said, "Brother Zhao, don't worry, I'll pickle this head for you. After all, the weather is not small and it's easy to rot."

Zhao Yu nodded.

He also said: "I don't know where the Liaodong governor is?"

As soon as Li Fuming heard what he said, he knew Zhao Yu’s plan and said, “The 130,000 troops of the Commander Hong have all been set up in Songshan Fort.”

"Oh?" Zhao Yu paused slightly: "No wonder Ajige led his army to take a detour to attack Tashan. It turned out that the army of the commander was all out. Well, General Li, please give me a command. I will immediately rush to Songshan and meet the commander."

"No hurry, right?" Li Fuming said: "Brother Zhao is so easy to kill, so he is tired. Why don't I send someone to Songshan to report the news? Brother Zhao will rest the next day first, and it's not too late to go tomorrow."

Zhao Yu thought about it and said, "It's what the general said."

He thought to himself that even with Li Fuming's handwriting, he might not be able to see Hong Chengchou immediately. It would be better for Li Fuming to report the news to Hong Chengchou first. Hong Chengchou must be surprised. Isn't it easy to see him?

But he said again: "The general of the good teaching knows that when I kill the Tartars, I have to change my weapons every time. After seeing the commander, once the war is fought, I will kill the Tartar Emperor, and I will definitely have good weapons. I wonder if the general has them?"

Another sentence is added: "Do not need magic weapons and weapons, just a heavy word."

"How heavy?" Li Fuming was a little embarrassed when he heard Zhao Yu ask for weapons. He had no magical weapons. He also didn't have magical weapons. He just needed one heavy, so he hurriedly said: "One hundred kilograms are enough?"

Zhao Yu shook his head: "A thousand pounds are not too much, and five hundred pounds are not too little."
Chapter completed!