"Dry!"

Zhang Chen briefly spit out this word, then quickly turned over and carried the horse, took up the big knife, and rushed forward quickly.

But he did not rush into the crowd that was sweeping over, but instead raised his sword straight forward, "Where are you generals? Let him fight me for 300 rounds!"

This sound was naturally helped by Zhang Chen's internal force, and in a blink of an eye the sound of the horse's charge was overwhelmed and spread all over the world.

But the enemy knights had no intention of stopping at all. They shouted loudly and waved the machete in their hands, with contempt in their eyes and rushed towards Zhang Chen!

"Does the Mongolian knights who were famous all over the world have no courage to fight one-on-one now?" Zhang Chen shouted angrily, and at the same time, the mental control device hidden in his chest immediately activated.

The seven-colored light flashed, and in a blink of an eye, 30,000 people stopped.

Their eyes were full of dullness, and then they showed a look of hatred and shouted loudly.

"We are descendants of Genghis Khan with golden blood. How could we be afraid of miscellaneous things like you!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Any warrior in our clan can tear you into pieces!"

"If you want to fight, we will fight. A group of waste that emerges from somewhere. With just one charge, we can wipe out all your troops!"

Looking at the angry faces, Zhang Chen was relieved.

In fact, it is impossible for the mind control device to control too many people's thinking at once. His limits are. According to Zhang Chen's inference, there should be five people.

However, in addition to these five people, there are some by-product functions provided by the device, which can allow the power in the device to enter the heads of other people, thus creating a kind of information hint.

It’s like Xiang Ling used this thing, but just controlled a few senior executives. The rest was to use that powerful spiritual hint to make others perform some behaviors that were absolutely impossible for the sake of the "perfect world" in Xiang Ling’s mind.

Zhang Chen, this time, simply implanted spiritual hints like "brave" into the heads of these 30,000 people, making these knights forget their original plans in an instant. In an instant, the plan to win by fighting alone appeared in his mind.

After a while, a tall young man with dark skin rode a horse to fight, holding a bright sabre in his hand, and waved his forcefully at Zhang Chen, "I will take your life!"

As he said that, he grabbed the horse's back with force and rushed towards Zhang Chen!

This young man is worthy of being a master on the grassland. His horse fighting skills are extremely superb. The horse is under him. It seems like a part of his body. As he acts, he makes perfect cooperation and bursts out powerful forces beyond his imagination.

Zhang Chen was naturally frightened and worked hard to improve his simple riding skills and dealt with the young man with his sword skills.

With his strong mental power and good swordsmanship, Zhang Chen was not at a disadvantage, but because his riding skills were so poor that Zhang Chen lost his usual sense of art when he fought like this, which directly led to everyone's eyes that Zhang Chen was beaten by the young man, as if he would lose at any time.

Even in the Mongolian camp, there were a burst of cheering voices, constantly enhancing their excitement and almost breaking through Zhang Chen's mental control!

Zhang Chen thought to himself that something was wrong, and immediately stopped holding back. When his body moved, a threat suddenly erupted. At the same time, the big sword followed closely and slashed the young man's head in an instant, cutting off the young man's head!

"Roar!" The Mongolian cavalry burst out with roars, and then, their minds became stronger and stronger when they fought with Zhang Chen.

"Dulu, kill him, Dulu, kill him!"

Only a burst of shouts could be heard, and almost all the Mongolian knights' eyes gathered on the man in front of him holding a golden scimitar in his hand.

Zhang Chen looked closely and saw that the man was straight and his strong body seemed to be brewing with strong strength. He looked ordinary, but on his face, full of grassland characteristics, with a calm smile, he was staring at Zhang Chen, as if he could take Zhang Chen's life with a knife!

"This is an opponent." Zhang Chen thought to himself.

But he never expected that the man did not rush forward, but instead waved his hand, "Why use a slaughter to kill a chicken? Kill him, kill him!"

This move was extremely fluent and natural in his actions. At first glance, Dulu should be extremely arrogant and too lazy to deal with Zhang Chen.

But Zhang Chen knew very well that this was not the case at all!

Under the hint of the mind control device, there is no intention to take action. Unless it is a mental master with a mental power reaching the level of Zhang Chen, there is only one possibility.

This man didn't even have the intention to fight at all!

Obviously, Dulu is definitely not the first type of person. So, for Zhang Chen, this character is a bit fun!

After squinting his eyes and looking at Dulu for a while, Zhang Chen laughed loudly, and swung the big knife in his hand, and rushed towards the man who had just come out of the battle and was as big as a cow...

By the time Niuhulu returned, the Mongolians had already produced more than 20 generals one after another, and died one by one at the hands of Zhang Chen.

So, when Zhang Chen waved his sword again, there were still warriors in the Mongolian camp, but there were no more generals left!

Immediately afterwards, the sequel sounded again.

"Dulu, kill him, Dulu, kill him!"

Dulu was really a cruel man. He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, "The other party is cheating. He is delaying time and waiting for reinforcements. Don't be fooled again, just kill him with me!"

With this shout, he immediately rushed out. The momentum of taking the lead was beyond doubt, and he quickly brought a group of Mongolian cavalry out of his mind control.

However, in less than a moment, Dulu had already landed in the central army. When the cavalry of almost the first row arrived in front of Zhang Chen, he had already landed in the rear army!

The Mongolians naturally didn't notice it. They shouted loudly and rushed towards Zhang Chen quickly.

Zhang Chenke never thought that a one-on-one challenge could solve the problem. He had been waiting for the cavalry to attack. He had already been ready for it now. When he saw countless cavalry rushing towards him, he waved his hand and countless arrows fell. He shot countless people down at the time.

Then the cavalry of Zhengbai Banner jumped out of the horse, and under the leadership of Zhang Chen, they immediately rushed with the Mongolian cavalry!

By the time this subordinate had killed more than a hundred people, Zhang Chen immediately shouted loudly. "Dulu is dead. You and others will not surrender!"

Dulu is about to escape from the army now. He ran away alone, where can the knights find his shadow?

When they looked around, they all subconsciously felt that Dulu was dead. They immediately lost the last pillar in their hearts, and their fighting spirit suddenly retreated. The knife in their hand became dull.

To deal with soldiers who had no intention of fighting, the Manchu cavalry, who were waiting for it, naturally had a easy response. After a long battle, this was a victory in one fell swoop, annihilated more than 5,000 enemies and captured nearly 10,000!

"Belle is indeed invincible in heroic spirit. 30,000 Mongolian cavalry. These are descendants of Genghis Khan's Qixue army back then. They can defeat 30,000 people with less than 3,000 people. Beelle, this battle is enough to be included in the history books." Niuhulu exclaimed.

Zhang Chen waved his hand modestly, "This is just a small victory. Our goal is to help Khan defeat the entire Chahar!"

If it were the original, Niuhulu would probably not believe that Zhang Chen had such strength.

But now Zhang Chen has broken 30,000 enemy troops. What does this mean?

Their army was only hundreds of thousands of people. This was only a few hundred thousand people after countless wars and long-term development. It was mixed with fish and dragons, and the elite of the Eight Banners was only less than one-tenth.

Chahar has been defeated for many years, and the 30,000 army can be said to be the most of the power they can do. When he breaks in Zhang Chen's hand, how can he still have the power to turn over?

"But we only have three thousand people after all, and Chahar still has at least ten thousand troops. If their leader did not get fainted, it would not be so easy for us to succeed." Niuhulu said.

"Then I'll go and make them faint!" Zhang Chen stood up and said with a smile.

...

Although Niuhulu tried his best to dissuade him, Zhang Chen still entered the center of Chahar before the night.

As the center of the Mongolian tribe, Chahar itself is still relatively prosperous. Even though the scenery of the Yuan Dynasty has long faded away, the entire Chahar has not become very dismal.

An Zi transformed into mobile armor and enveloped Zhang Chen, and took him slowly to fly in the sky, slowly scanning the surroundings.

Soon, Zhang Chen found his goal.

Tulu!

At this time, Dulu looked not very bad. He walked out of the Khan's palace with a proud look on his face, not only did he not be scolded, but he was even rewarded.

This made Zhang Chen sigh again in his heart, "This is indeed a capable guy."

There must be abilities, I am afraid that this ability is not used on the right path.

However, for Zhang Chen, these abilities of evil ways are actually quite useful.

He followed Dulu slowly and took Dulu almost back home. When he suddenly landed down, he reached out and directly brought Dulu into his hand.

"Silence!" Zhang Chen glared at Dulu and shouted coldly, "If you dare to act rashly, I will cut off your neck directly!"

Dulu was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. He looked at Zhang Chen's face in the moonlight. The fear in his heart was even greater, "Don't...I...I can't listen to you?"

What a powerful martial arts it would be to be able to come here silently without being noticed by Chahar's layers of defense?

How could such a person be able to face him?

The appearance of the corrupted bone made Zhang Chen sneer, "I don't want your life either. I'll ask you, do you want to have a good life and drink spicy food for the rest of your life, have your own fiefdom, and take seventy or eighty wives, are you close to being rich and prosperous?"

Dulu was stunned. He looked at Zhang Chen, and almost instantly thought of what Zhang Chen was planning to do.

But he didn't hesitate for long, and soon nodded at Zhang Chen.
Chapter completed!