Groups of people fell to the ground, including bandits and officials. They were everywhere.

Ji Mu had several colors hanging on his body. Although they were not very serious, they were so painful. He held a scimitar in his hand and moved forward again and again with the two hundred robes beside him, killing the bandits who were trying to stick out of the valley again and again. But there were too many bandits, and they killed one group, and instantly caught up with another group.

Although the archers on both sides kept firing arrows to support, the official army gradually became in vain.

At this time, a cannon sounded and smoke covered the ground and bloomed among the bandits. Originally, the tiger squat cannon was fired in an open area, with a range of only five or six meters. It was not easy to kill and injure one or two people. But at this time, most of the bandits were squeezed together in the valley. Every explosion, a group of people would fall down.

These bandits were all ordinary people, and they had never seen such dense bombardment? They screamed and ran around, and accidentally fell to the ground and never got up again. Gao Yi also led his troops to advance forward step by step, squeezing the bandits' living space bit by bit.

Ji Mu turned his lips and a smile appeared on his face, "It's finally here."

As the space became smaller and smaller, and the front could not break through. From time to time, bandits could not bear it. A dozen were in a ball and a dozen were in a swell, constantly attacking Gaoyi's brigade that was advancing forward. However, there were shields in front of the official army blocking it, and the four rows of gun heads were straight forward. Before they could get closer, they were stabbed to death. The official army was not anxious at this time and moved forward slowly and steadily. The tiger squat cannons and bows played far more than anything else. The shells cracked in the crowd, bringing up a piece of broken limbs and broken arms. The feather arrows shot into the flesh in clusters, splashing blood.

Wang Sanmazi disheveled his hair, shook Zhao Yi and grabbed his hand, rushed towards the formation with a knife like a madman. He tried hard to cut off a long spear, and used the long sword to open a gap between the shield formation, waiting for joy. Several long spears were stabbed at the back. He cut off two of them, but the third one still stabbed into his body.

Zhao Yi looked sad. Before he could sigh, he saw a shell coming towards him. He slowly closed his eyes, and the bursting air waves of the shells rushed him to the ground, and there were countless pieces of the shells inserted into his body, and blood flowed out. There were also blood flowing out between his ears.

The sound of killing in the distance shook the sky, and the breeze blew the red sun and moon army flag.

Zhou Xian sat upright on the chair, with more than 20 personal soldiers standing next to him. He picked up the teacup from the table, took a sip, and sat next to him. He smiled nervously: "Don't be impatient. The two of us have more than 2,000 people together, no less than the bandits. But in terms of combat power, they are far inferior to us. If what I expected is, this is their last blow, which will not last long. You can sit here for tea with confidence! And your young master, you don't have to worry about it. I have ordered Han Kuo to send someone to protect him."

Tan Zhencai looked embarrassed and bowed to Zhou Xian and said, "Thank you, sir." Seeing Zhou Xian's calm look, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Master Zhou, how can you be so at ease!"

This time, Zhou Xian asked Jimu and Gao Yi to wipe out the two bandit leaders Zhao Yi and Wang Sanmazi. He led another thousand-person team to clear Gaomi's horse-drawn tiger. Tan Zhencai according to the initial agreement, according to the original agreement, he picked up a thousand elite troops from the Mo camp to help. One of the Qianmai was his son Tan Shimai. Zhou Xian handed over the command of the entire army to Han Kuo, and ordered him to command the suppression of the bandits, and Tan Shimai fought together. Zhou Xian himself pulled Tan Zhencai aside, and the two drank tea and sat down to see the situation.

Han Kuo lived up to his expectations and won all three battles. He finally forced the horse and tiger to a decisive battle with him, and the place for the decisive battle was right in front of him.

Hearing Tan Zhencai's question, Zhou Xian smiled faintly and said, "When two armies fight, they are just strength. Although there are many examples of small victory in history, those are either using the terrain or setting up ambush in advance. The terrain here is flat and no conspiracy can be used. In the end, it depends on strength. The strength of the bandits is obviously not as strong as ours. Since this is the case, why can't I wait for victory with peace of mind!"

Tan Zhencai probed his head, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Then is it possible that any accident suddenly appears in the middle, which will lead to a complete reversal of the situation?"

Zhou Xian glanced at Tan Zhencai and laughed: "It's possible. But since it's an accident, it means that the result is unpredictable. Then why should I worry about this accident? Moreover, even if there is an accident, I will come back next time! Anyway, I must clear the bandits in Laizhou, no matter how many times they sent troops. Therefore, even if this failure is the worst, I will not worry. At most, I will let my soldiers accumulate some experience in suppressing bandits this time, and I will definitely succeed next time. Moreover, I concluded that this time I will win."

Tan Zhencai shook his head silently. He didn't understand why the Youth Association, who was less than 20 years old, showed such confidence. He could only describe it as youthful and frivolous. However, after hearing what Zhou Xian said, he felt much more at ease. With him as his boss, he was on his shoulders, and even if he failed, it was his responsibility and had nothing to do with him. If he won, his military merit would be indispensable. And his son Tan Shimai also sent his most elite personal soldiers to protect him. Even if he lost, he would be safe and sound. Zhou Xian was not worried at all, so what should he worry about!

A cavalry rushed over from a distance, with three small flags planted behind him, indicating that the matter was very urgent. The cavalry rushed to Zhou Xian, turned over and dismounted, and bowed and handed a letter to Zhou Xian.

Zhou Xian looked at it, a smile appeared on his face, and handed it to Tan Zhencai.

After reading it, Tan Zhencai stood up in shock and looked at Zhou Xian in disbelief and said, "The two bandits and bandits in Yishan and Yunmen Mountain have been destroyed. Zhao Yi and Wang Sanmazi have been awarded the heads. Is this... this true?"

Zhou Xian waved his hand, signaled him to sit down, and smiled faintly, "This is the information from the whistle cavalry in the army. How could it be fake? Talking about the garrison, these two bandits have been destroyed, so there is no need to consider their affairs anymore. Now there are only two bandits in Ma Xiahu and Jiaozhou's Shuishujiao. Only by winning this battle will it not take long before the Laizhou bandits are pacified."
Chapter completed!