Zhou Xian parked all the tiger cannons at the top of the city, leaving only a thousand soldiers outside the city. Many cavalry were scattered outside to monitor the movements of the thieves in case they retreated to the other side of Yishui at night.

The drums kept ringing overnight. Although there was no war, it was very difficult to fall asleep at such a night.

When it was dawn, Wang Jun finally went to see Ding Keze.

After hearing this, Ding Keze frowned, "Wang Dazhu, is this your decision?"

Wang Jun nodded and said, "Ding Er family, you and I were both thieves before. The difference is that you and Xie Da family have joined Zhou Xian, and I have accumulated strength in this troubled times and now I have become the general under Liu Zeqing. Of course, I don't care about this general, but now the entire Shandong South is in my hands, with nearly 60,000 people under my command. Zhou Zhuang wanted to surrender me, but he only wanted to give me a guard and allow me to retain the strength of three thousand-man teams. Not only me, but my brothers under him can't accept such conditions. If Zhuang Zhou was really sincere, he shouldn't be so stingy with his official positions."

Ding Keze sighed and said, "Mr. Wang, to be honest, I mentioned this matter to General Zhou, and I feel that the position he gave was indeed lower. But General Zhou said that in his army, everyone judges the position based on military merits. If he really has the ability, he will be promoted in the future. On the contrary, he cannot save the position of the higher position, and it will easily cause resentment in the end. Alas, why do you still say this now? Anyway, General Wang still thinks that General Zhou is despising you. Since General Wang chooses to fight, then fight! But I want to ask, how are you going to deal with Ding?"

Wang Jun was silent for a moment and said, "The two armies are fighting, but they are still here to envoy! Besides, the head of Ding Er is still my old acquaintance. You go! Bring my decision to General Zhou. I have heard of him before, and he won every battle and never lost. Today I will let me see it."

Ding Keze jumped onto the horse, hugged Wang Jun and rode his fists away.

Xia Kuiyuan walked forward and said, "Brother, why did you let him go? You can at least be a hostage if you stay in the camp!"

Wang Jun said: "Do you think if we lose, you can threaten Zhou Xian with just one Ding Keze? Let him go! Leave a ray of affection, which may be useful to us in the future. Second brother, you have an injury on your leg, so stay with me in the back camp this time! As for the front team, let the third brother go to command!"

After hearing Ding Keze's words, Zhou Xian nodded slightly and smiled faintly: "Is this Wang Jun looking at him too highly or underestimating me too much. It's okay, let him see him this time. Ding Guerrilla, you go down and rest! When you wake up, the battle may be over."

Ding Keze bowed his hand and said nothing.

It was not that Zhou Xian looked down on Wang Jun, but that the people under him were really not good. Yesterday, two thousand cavalry rushed, less than ten people were injured, and one of them was not dead, but they completely collapsed. Even though they had the advantage of the surprise attack, it was enough to see the opponent's real combat power. Not to mention that he had only more than 30,000 soldiers, even 100,000, it was just a simple number in Zhou Xian's opinion.

After breakfast, the army left the city and set up a formation outside the west gate.

Gao Mingheng stood at the top of the city, looking at the distance, feeling nervous. He turned to Zhao Qin and said, "Mr. Zhao Qian, do you think that Supervisor Zhou can win?"

Zhao Qin shook his head and said, "I don't know either. The last time I fought with the commander was a few years ago. I don't quite understand the real combat power of the people he led. But I think that even if I can't win, in the case of the thief army, I will not be defeated anywhere. At worst, I will retreat to the city and continue to defend the city. Gao Futai, please watch here first. I will integrate the soldiers and those prisoners in the city. Once there is any change outside the city, they can also play a role."

Gao Mingheng nodded, "Then you go!"

Yan Zhengyuan next to him followed him up, "Mr. Zhao Qian, I'll go with you."

Jiao Xielu stood in front of the formation with a knife, feeling excited. Wang Jun gave him 20,000 soldiers, of which 6,000 were old brothers who were in the mountains before. These people had seen blood and killed people, which was different from those who had newly won over. With these people, Wang Jun could also sweep away southern Shandong.

In the past, these people were all led by the second son Xia Kuiyuan, and this time they were commanded by themselves. Jiao Xielu wanted to try his best to prove to Wang Jun that he was not worse than Xia Kuiyuan. It had nothing to do with anything else, it was just a battle of loyalty. He yelled to the sky, and the soldiers behind him shouted, and the sounds were rising higher and higher.

Zhou Xian's formation was still separated by infantry and cavalry. The infantry was led by Tan Shimai and arranged outside the west gate, which was a defensive square formation. The two thousand cavalry were all placed on the right side of the infantry square formation, and the two military formations were nearly 500 steps apart and were not connected.

Zhou Xian picked up the telescope and looked at it, saying to Wu Zhiying: "Wang Jun also placed the cavalry on the north side, because he was worried that our army would use cavalry to attack its infantry. Wu Guerrilla, you lead a thousand cavalry to advance first, threaten its left wing, and lead the thieves' cavalry to come forward. There is no need to rush hard, just restrain them."

As soon as Zhou Xian finished speaking, a roar sound came, and the infantrymen of the bandit army rushed over under Jiao Xielu's command.

Thirty tiger cannons on the top of the city lined up in turn, roaring constantly, and the shells fell into the bandits' formation, and flesh and blood flew across the bandits. The swords and shield soldiers stepped forward and arranged into a shield formation. The gunman placed his spear on the shield, and the spear headed outwards, staggering like a jungle. The feathered archers led their bows upwards and shot out. The musketeers filled in gunpowder, igniting the fuse, and sparks splashed everywhere. The new flintlock gun was not distributed to Renzi Camp, and they still used the old mesh gun.

The feather arrows and steel balls shot away with strong wind, which immediately brought about a rain of blood. Wang Jun had many people, but except for the soldiers at the front with wooden shields, the others only held basic weapons in their hands. The feather arrows were thrown down, and the number of casualties was more than usual.

But after two rounds of arrow rain, the bandits rushed to the front and the two armies collided fiercely. The shield formation formed by the Ming army was squeezed backwards, like a long bow that was rolled upside down, but the front line was never broken. The sword and shield soldiers lowered their bodies and held up their shields, crowded together to ensure that the formation was not messy. The spearmen on the back kept stabbing, and the spearhead was soaked in blood, which was as red as the sunset. Some people kept falling to the ground, blood covered the ground, and the corpse was trampled under their feet.

The shouts, fighting, screams, and the sound of artillery gathered together and soared into the sky.
Chapter completed!