From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 999

The fire was burning, the mad bulls were galloping, the horses were neighing, the sounds of chopping and killing continued, and the sound of gunfire continued.

The surroundings were in chaos. After the attack of the mad bulls, the formation of the Tsarist soldiers had already been messed up. Facing the organized and experienced light cavalry, they had no power to fight back and were completely defeated.

Xingyao led the most elite soldiers and rode fast horses to chase north, determined to catch Gumanyev.

But Zhou Yuan's face was very ugly. He looked around and sweated profusely.

Huang Taiji gritted his teeth and said coldly: "It was really thrilling. We almost lost."

"They actually prepared such a large amount of explosives..."

Zhou Yuan said coldly: "There are more than ten tripwires buried in the middle. After our cavalry fell, the cavalry in the rear would naturally move to both sides, so Gumanyev buried the explosives on both sides of the tripwire."

"The explosives exploded, and the flames on both sides drove the mad bull crazy and ran forward even more desperately."

"We won by luck because they had no experience and did not anticipate this in advance."

Huang Taiji nodded and said: "Yes, if they had anticipated the fire bull formation in advance and put the explosives in the snake formation, the mad bull would turn around and rush towards us, and the situation would be completely reversed."

"We have to study the intelligence about the Tsarist Empire during this period of time and understand their combat routines and styles, otherwise we will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

"Such a victory is not a victory, This situation must never happen again in the future. "

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath and said, "Let's go and see Gumanyev. He has a high status in the Tsarist army. I may have to keep him."

The two mounted their horses and went forward. On horseback, Huang Taiji said, "Give him a chance for revenge?"

Zhou Yuan said, "We would rather face a general full of hatred than face others."

"Hatred will make a person radical, and radicalism will always affect reason. Only in this way can we have a chance."

Huang Taiji nodded and said, "With his status and position, even if he loses, he will have the opportunity to redeem himself and make meritorious contributions when he returns to the Tsarist Empire."

"He understands the situation here. After all, he has been in eastern Siberia for so many years. Hatred will drive him to fight for the opportunity to get revenge."

"Very good, facing him is better than facing a more powerful commander."

Zhou Yuan slowly stopped and saw the massacre in front of him.

The shooting army, which was fleeing in panic, was obviously used to winning the game. Now they were chased by the cavalry and their morale was in chaos. They couldn't maintain their formation.

Their muskets couldn't penetrate light armor and could only cause damage to horses, but they were facing two thousand elite cavalry, the most outstanding warriors of the Yehe tribe.

And they were holding armor-piercing cones that were ten feet long. The plate armor on the shooting army was like paper in front of them. They could pierce through people by riding horses.

The shrill screams resounded in the moonlight. In less than two quarters of an hour, the battle was completely over.

Only more than a dozen shooting soldiers were left, holding limp muskets, leaning against each other to guard, their legs shaking.

Zhou Yuan said: "Put down your guns, surrender and you won't be killed!"

He used the Tsarist language.

Everyone was stunned, including Gumanyev.

But the remaining shooting soldiers were not stunned. They put down their guns directly, knelt on the ground, raised their hands, and shouted "spare my life".

Gumanyev's legs trembled and he almost knelt down, but his dignity was still there. He shouted at his head: "Do you dare to kill me? You will bring disaster to this land!"

Zhou Yuan waved his hand, and the soldiers put away their guns and asked everyone to kneel on the ground with their hands on their heads.

Then he slowly walked towards Gumanyev and said with a smile: "At this time, any threat is pale and powerless, but I will give you a chance to live."

"Duel with me, if you win, I promise to let you leave unscathed."

Leaving like this still preserved the last dignity.

Gumanyev immediately said: "Then come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a fist as big as a sandbag in front of him.

Then he fell down with a "ah", his nose was broken, his front teeth fell out, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

Zhou Yuan said: "You are just average! You are no match for me!"

"You sneak attack...you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yuan grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

Gumanyev was shocked. He weighed six poods (about 96 kilograms). How could he be lifted up by such a small man with one hand?

Zhou Yuan tilted his head and said: "Even if you lose, I won't kill you."

"I will leave some marks on you, and wait for you to come again next time."

"Do you know what the most painful thing for a man is? Haha!"

After speaking, he kneeled downLift it up and push it upward.

Then, a shrill scream spread far and wide.

All the men present couldn't help but shrink their waists and felt their crotches getting cold.

"Kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Gumanyev was in so much pain that his nose and tears flowed out, mixed with blood, and his appearance was really horrible.

"You'd better kill me, otherwise I will cut you into pieces! I will chop you into rotten meat!"

Zhou Yuan threw him to the ground and said with a smile: "Commander, your face is dirty, let us help you."

He turned around and said: "Xingyao."

"Man! I'm here!"

Xingyao waved the spear in her hand excitedly.

Zhou Yuan said: "Turn around..."

"Oh..."

She was a little depressed.

Zhou Yuan waved his hand and shouted, "Brothers! Pour it!"

Four or five cavalrymen came over. They gathered together and accurately charged Gumanyev's face. The hot urine washed his face well.

Gumanyev had stopped shouting. He just stared at Zhou Yuan with his eyes wide open, like a ghost who wanted to take his life.

Zhou Yuan looked at him and said lightly, "Are you awake now?"

Gumanyev said coldly, "If you dare to let me go, I will kill all of you."

"Very good."

Zhou Yuan looked at him expressionlessly, and his tone became cold: "We have never been afraid of anything, never."

"If you dare to come, I will destroy you!"

"I'll wait for you to come!"

"My name is Zhou Yuan, and I will make all of you remember this name."

After speaking, he also unbuttoned his pants, completed a wave of dragon breath, and then turned around and said, "Clean up the battlefield, and then retreat. Leave them enough clean water and black bread, and let them go back."

After cleaning the battlefield, everyone returned in triumph.

After being suppressed for so long, the warriors of Yehe tribe were very happy to finally have a hearty fight.

Xingyao was also very happy. She even performed horse riding, jumping and rolling on the horse's back, which attracted cheers from everyone.

When Huang Taiji saw this scene, there was no joy on his face, only deep heaviness.

He knew what he would face in the future.

Hunting bears!

Bears are not scary. From the moment humans learned to use tools, they have no natural enemies.

But what if there are tens of thousands of bears? What if there are more bears than people?

It will be a tragic bloody battle.

He looked at Zhou Yuan and said, "Are you confident?"

Zhou Yuan said, "Yes."

Huang Taiji said, "There is a gap in strength. The enemy is strong and I am weak. Why are you confident?"

Zhou Yuan smiled and looked at the sky, then pointed at him and then at himself.

Huang Taiji asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Yuan said, "To count the heroes, look at today!"