The Oirats, waving their scimitars, rushed up the hillside, which was already the periphery of the ambush circle of defenders.

On the top of the hillside, Su Cheng let go of the arms of the two, pulled out the knife from his waist, and turned downwards.

"Two sirs go, I'll cut off the rear."

Shi Jing glanced at Su Cheng in surprise. There were more than a hundred Oirats behind him. Is Brother Su so brave? His son-in-law seems a bit useless.

Li Xian gasped and looked at Su Cheng with a lot of admiration. He died if he sacrificed himself. He was a real warrior. It would be fine if he died at the hands of the Oirat people this time.

If he does not die, he will be allowed to be in a high position in the court. The decayed and useless nobles in the court will lack such warriors.

Shi Jing turned around and raised the crutch he picked up while rushing to the road:

"Go away, Lord Li, I will fight the enemy side by side with Brother Su."

The shock in Li Xian's eyes was almost overflowing when he heard this.

The son-in-law Shi Jing, the Duwei of the Prince, was not well-known in the court. He lends himself and doesn’t ask for money back, so that all the officials in the court can do anything that they ask for money for him.

I didn't expect that I would have the courage to face the Oirats today.

There are still real men among the nobles, but they just lack the leader.

Li Xian looked at Su Cheng who was moving forward with a knife. His steps were agile, his skills were quick and his eyes were firm.

Although Brother Su is young, he is not lacking in martial arts, courage and wisdom. After this great change, when the Ming Dynasty was in decline, even if he could not be the leader of the imperial court, he would be more than enough to be a high-level martial arts general.

"I and my brother Su's son-in-law fight against the enemy together."

Li Xian also turned around and raised the wooden stick in his hand, trembling.

Su Cheng was a little surprised. Are these two so brave?

However, I hope they can survive the scimitar of the dozen Oiratian men in front.

"Kill"

Two shouts sounded from the slopes on both sides one after another, and two black men also rushed out from the slopes.

Hu San shouted, jumped up from the slope, waved his scimitar, and on the other side, Sun Yong, the guard at the gate, led a Ming army to rush out from the hillside on the right.

"kill"

Sun Yong's shouts were louder.

The Oirats on both sides were caught off guard and were chopped over.

The Ming army was influential, and in just a few breaths, the Oirat team was cut off and surrounded.

At the front, the leading Oirati man slashed his sword and arrived at the gate of Sucheng.

The scimitar face was bright, and the whimpering sound of cutting the air was accompanied by the bad breath smell from the mouth of the black man.

Su Cheng held the steel knife tightly, stepped, turned sideways, and raised the knife.

"puff"

The steel knife directly lifted a big hole in the black man's waist, and his internal organs were mixed with blood, and it spurted out immediately.

The man rushing forward fell to the ground.

Su Cheng took another step to the left, avoiding a scimitar that pierced from his waist, allowing the scimitar to cut a hole in his arm, and waved his knife with his backhand.

"bass"

A walrus with a beard fell to the ground.

Su Cheng turned sideways, and the steel knife swung out from his side. The blood from the wound on his arm was stained with blood on his chest, and it was covered in blood.

The steel knife knocked open a scimitar that was chopped from the back, swung and pulled, and stabbed into the scimitar's armpit.

As his arms stretched and contracted, a half-parted Oirat soldier fell down with blood spraying.

Su Cheng took a step to the left, and the blood-stained steel knife waved half a circle, cutting down the last standing Oirat.

The Oirats, whose momentum was taken away, lost their courage, and screamed and threw down the corpse on the ground, and fled down the hillside.

Shi Jing, who was carrying a wooden stick, patted Li Xian on the shoulder with an excited expression:

"Brother Su is a good method, killing one person at a time, and he is such a brave general!"

Li Xian was even more excited. After experiencing the crushing defeat of Yaoerling, the death of Duke Chengguo, and the collapse of the Tumubao Jing camp once made Li Xian lose the courage to the imperial army.

Seeing Sucheng's bravery, Li Xian rekindled his hope for the Beijing camp. A soldier in the Five Army Camp in Sucheng was so brave. How many brave generals are there among the tens of thousands of troops in the Five Army Camp.

The nobles who led the troops were not good enough. They were no longer decaying. What the court needed was the nobles who could conquer and fight well, and they were brave grassroots generals like Su Cheng.

Li Xian's intention to push Su Cheng to a high position became increasingly passionate.

Sun Yong was covered in blood, walked over with a steel knife, and bowed to Su Cheng casually:

"This brother is so handsome. I wonder which guard is in which guard?"

Su Cheng put away his steel knife, clenched his fists, took a deep breath, calming down his excitement.

The battle just now was also full of dangers. If I hadn't traded injuries for life and fought with speed and slow, I wouldn't have solved the four Oirat soldiers so easily.

The force value is still too low!

Su Cheng tore off the cloth strip from the cloth armor, wrapped the bleeding wound on his arm, and looked at Sun Yong, who was stained with blood in his body, and said with a smile:

"Sun Baihu is amazing. Just now, you rushed down and went straight in with one sword, and slashed the two Oirats with one sword, which is admirable."

Sun Yong laughed. He rushed down from the hillside just now, and took advantage of the opportunity to slash the two Oirats with one knife, which was also the one he was proud of in his life.

"No, no, I still can't compare to you. Killing the Oirats is like cutting melons and vegetables. I, Sun Yong, cannot compare to you."

Sun Yong led a few people into the pass, and Shi Jing commanded the border troops to harvest the heads and bury the bodies. These were all military achievements, especially when the Tumu Fort was defeated and the defeats in various border town passes frequently spread.

After entering the pass, Sun Yong led everyone into the central army, and some soldiers presented hot soup and steamed buns.

Su Cheng chewed two steamed buns, and Shi Jing came in from outside with great strides, his face full of excitement and his eyebrows were dancing:

"Mr. Li, this battle kills 109 Oirats, and only 70 Oirats escape, which is a great victory."

The attack of more than 100 Oirat soldiers with three hundred defenders was indeed considered a great victory.

Li Xian, who was gnawing on the steamed bun, stood up after hearing this, with an excited expression:

"Okay, my son-in-law, behead, you and I will leave today, bring these more than a hundred soldiers and armored soldiers to the Ministry of War to report the victory."

At this time when the court was defeated, it was indeed necessary to boost morale.

The most important thing is interests. This inconspicuous victory in the past is likely to bring generous benefits to everyone.

The army immediately took action and put the Oirats' heads in large boxes to put them on a carriage.

As we leave, the moon is already in the middle of the sky.

Li Xian said to Su Cheng:

"Brother Su Xian, I have a premonition that if you don't leave now, something bad will happen here. You should go with me and the prince consort."

Shi Jing also advised Su Cheng:

"Brother Su, the fourth level of the formation beheading. I am thankful for this. Lord Li and I will help you with another move. There is no problem in promoting military positions."

"The Ola people will surely invade the Central Plains by winning a great victory. There are some opportunities for you to make contributions."

Su Cheng waved his hand:

"The two lords go first, the Oirats will arrive tonight. I cannot let the brothers in this pass die under the sword of the Oirats. If you have the fate, you will see you again in the capital in the future."

After saying that, Su Cheng glanced at Sun Yong next to him.

"If there is another good news to the capital, I hope the two adults can act on their behalf so that all the brothers can get some credit."

Next to him, Sun Yong and the border troops looked at Li Xian and Shi Jing with some excitement.

Shi Jing waved his arm:

"Brother Su, don't worry, if such good news comes again, even if you enter the palace and beg, you will get some rewards from your brothers."

Sun Yong took a step forward and shouted loudly:

"Sun Yong gave thanks to the prince-consort for the three hundred border troops of Shuikou Pass."

The carriage was shaking, Shi Jing and Li Xian, led dozens of border troops, embarked on the road to return to the capital.

Although Hu San was reluctant to leave, he still left with Li Xian.

"Take care, I will follow Lord Li in the future, Brother Cheng."

Hu San turned around and chased after him.

Su Cheng turned around and ordered:

"The Oirats will revenge. If we kill so many of them, the Oirat soldiers will arrive again tonight, and the number will not be small. Sun Baihu will scatter the night without taking it out. If there is any disturbance ten miles away, you must report it immediately."

"The rest of the brothers have a break and prepare for a great battle tonight."

Su Cheng waved his hand and let everyone disperse.

Sun Yong arranged for the patrol sergeant to stop at night, and when he returned to his room, Su Cheng had already lay down.

Looking at Su Cheng who was closed, Sun Yong was full of admiration.

With the enemy in front of him, Su Cheng could fall asleep so quickly, and he was a real brave general.

Close your mind, choose to start the simulation.

The scene in front of you is changing, the black smoke winds, showing lines of black letters on gold background

【Today's remaining simulations: 10 times】
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