The original version of napalm bombs mixed with white phosphorus burned and filled the battlefield with a strong stench. In less than ten rounds of bomb drops, the troops led by Li Laiheng were completely collapsed.

Before the attack, there were only less than half of the 10,000 people left, and the remaining people were also in a state of collapse. Not only the hungry soldiers, but even Li Laiheng was fled back by the hungry soldiers who had lost their minds.

The chaos lasted for half an hour. After Li Laiheng reorganized the good people, he found in despair that only more than 3,000 people were left in his 10,000 people, which means that in the siege just now, he lost nearly 70% of his troops.

Li Zicheng rode on the horse with a blue face. The red flag with the word "break" on the back was blown by the wind. It was probably because of the thick smoke on the other side, the original bright red color turned much darker, which made Li Zicheng's face dim.

"Click!"

Li Laiheng, with a crooked helmet, and a embarrassed look on his face, knelt in front of Li Zicheng, and his head drooped as if it had been pulled off.

"King of Chuang, I lost. You can deal with me, I will never say anything."

"Dispose of you?"

Li Zicheng's lips trembled slightly, the horse whip in his left hand slowly raised, and his right hand pressed on the handle of the long knife at his waist. Looking at this general who was trusted by him on a daily basis, he just wanted to pull out the long knife and chop off his head.

Although Li Zicheng and his leaders always say that there are many people, and that as long as they have money and food, they can recruit people who are willing to eat this bowl of rice, they actually know that cannon fodder is easy to recruit, but those experienced old camp soldiers are not so easy to find.

In this battle, Li Laiheng lost not only six or seven thousand cannon fodder, but also thousands of old camp personnel trained through hard work. These are the greatest support for Li Zicheng to be able to fight again and again.

When the battle of Mengjindu was fought, Gao Yingxiang's army of more than 200,000 was defeated by Yang Feng. Li Zicheng and his nephew Li Guo saw that the situation was not good and fled on the boat, and finally arrived in Henan.

Why did they rise again in less than half a year? Isn’t it because they have hundreds of backbones under their command? With these backbones, he not only made a comeback in just a few months, but also took over Gao Yingxiang’s class and became a new generation of King of Rebellion.

In this battle just now, the hungry soldiers died and they died. Li Zicheng didn't care much at all, but the lost elite soldiers of the old camp made Li Zicheng feel pain. In his anger, he just wanted to hold a knife and chop people.

However, reason also told him that if he really cut Li Laiheng to death here, he might not have been regarded as the King of Rebellion for a long time.

Although he is now dismissed from the rebel army, everyone respectfully calls him the King of Rebellion, as if he can cover the sky and the earth in the rebellion army, all of this is just an illusion.

Not to mention anything else, just talk about Liu Zongmin, Hao Yaoqi, and Yuan Zongdi, who have no selfish intentions, and who does not regard the troops under his command as their lifeblood.

Li Zicheng was sure that as long as he cut Li Laiheng here, his team would be at least half of them the next day.

Li Zicheng, who has been in the road for so many years, really understands that the reason why Liu Zongmin and others are willing to follow him is nothing more than having a good future. If they are beheaded just because they are defeated, they will continue to follow him.

Thinking of this, no matter how hatred he felt in his heart, his face gradually calmed down.

He slowly let go of his right hand holding the knife, and his left hand immediately swung over. With a bang, a bright red whip mark immediately appeared on Li Laiheng's face.

This kind of whip that is mixed with human hair, ponytail and wire is the most vicious. Soon, the whip marks on Li Laiheng's face quickly swollen, making everyone who sees it want to laugh...

After whipping the whip, Li Zicheng's depression seemed to dissipate for a moment. He said in a deep voice: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

"There's nothing to say." After being whipped by Li Zicheng, Li Laiheng's original heart was put down, and he smiled bitterly: "King of Chuang, I don't want to make any excuses for myself. In short, I'll just say one thing. The Jiangning army on the city wall is too strong. If you really want to attack, you may not be able to take it down if you don't die. You'd better make a decision."

"Fifty or sixty thousand dead?"

Li Zicheng was so upset by Li Laiheng's words, "Don't you know how many people are in our rebel army? There are still 50,000 or 60,000 to die. If you really want to die 50,000 or 60,000, everyone should not rebel. Just surrender. You can't even become stupid because of the defeat, right?"

"this……"

Li Laiheng lowered his head and stopped talking.

While speaking, Li Laiheng had already knelt down. Looking at the personal soldiers who were protecting Li Zicheng tightly, he said again: "King of Chuang, you have also seen the fires that the Jiangning Army had just set off. These fires are extremely vicious. Once people are stained, they will stick to people like bone marrow. Many people are burned to death.

My subordinates were afraid of being scared by those terrible flames, so they collapsed.”

Li Zicheng gritted his teeth. He saw the battle just now. He was already scared when he saw it. Now he has to listen to the people who have just come down from the frontline to repeat it again. This day is really a bit crying.

He continued, "Can your people still fight?"

Li Laiheng smiled bitterly: "King Chuang, if you don't have a month or two rest, I'm afraid you won't be able to go to the battlefield."

"Hmph, that's a waste!"

Li Zicheng waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, hurry up and settle the score with you later."

Li Laiheng quickly slipped away like a general amnesty. After thinking for a while, Li Zicheng sent someone to recruit Liu Zongmin, Yuan Zongdi and Hao Yongzhong, and said bluntly: "Who will be willing to attack you next time?"

The three of them looked at me, and I looked at you, but none of them said anything.

The battle just now was not only seen by Li Zicheng, and the three of them were no exception.

At this moment, they were extremely glad that the wave of attacks just now were not initiated by themselves, otherwise they would be unlucky now. Who would not have worked so hard to pull such a team, so how could they be willing to waste them under the cold city wall?

Seeing that the three of them didn't say anything, Li Zicheng couldn't help but feel angry and said, "Since you don't say anything, I'll just call the name, and the next battle..."

"King of Breaking!"

Before Li Zicheng could finish his words, Liu Zongmin suddenly interrupted him.
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