Mountain bandits? Horse bandits? Shu army?

Judging from the posture of the group, they looked like regular troops. They formed a formation when they came up, lined up with spears, and guarded the favorable terrain.

Although there were only about three to four hundred people, all dressed in rags, they cooperated tacitly, and their momentum could not be concealed.

"This must be the Yongliang army." Linghu Sheng said in a deep voice.

It seems reasonable that the Yongliang army robbed Cao's family.

The Shu army has already fully retreated to Shenling and cannot possibly run so far.

In the Fufeng area, there are no bandits and horse bandits who dare to rob the army. To the north, there are no bandits in Hetao.

Yang Zheng looked at the terrain on all sides. There were loess hills to the northwest, woodland shrubs from northeast to southeast, and a diagonal official road in the middle.

The team's only chance is to pull back.

But the situation has gotten out of control. The robbers are well-trained. One group is guarding the terrain in front, and the other group is outflanking the rear.

The defenders didn't have much morale to begin with. They were attacked by someone unexpectedly and were caught off guard. The situation was chaotic. They fought on their own and were killed by the robbers.

There is no general in the field who can control the situation.

"It doesn't matter whether it's the Yongliang army or the Shu army. Both sides will suffer losses. We are just waiting for work." Zhang Te said in a rough voice.

No one around him had any intention of shrinking back, they were all eager to give it a try.

The mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows, which seems to be pretty good too.

Yang Zheng replaced the black light armor and Huajie sword. In about half an hour, the battle below was coming to an end.

Cao Shuang lost his military morale and Cao Xia was greedy. Naturally, no one was willing to risk their lives.

Yang Zheng looked at it and raised his sword.

"kill!"

"kill--"

In the woodland to the east and the hills to the west, two more men and horses rushed out, and there were still people surrounding them to the north...

Yang Zheng choked the word "kill" in his throat and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

In the gentle summer wind, everyone was stunned.

Isn't the competition too fierce?

Zhang Te gasped, "How did the news leak out so quickly?"

Everyone looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and the situation was a bit embarrassing.

Linghu Sheng glanced at him angrily, "You know, others can also receive the news. Cao Xia has done many evil things and attracted people's resentment. Naturally, there are many people staring at him."

Zhang Te gave a wry smile, "Should we fight or not?"

Yang Zheng spat in the sky and yelled: "Not only must we fight, we must also fight quickly, otherwise there will be no scum left!"

I have taken off my pants, how can I do something?

After that, he grabbed the knife and rushed down the hillside.

"Kill!" Everyone rushed out after Yang Zheng as if they were waking up from a dream.

The venue suddenly became lively.

The first wave of robbers were originally planning to pack them up and take them away, but unexpectedly four waves of people suddenly appeared...

And they came towards them with a very tacit understanding.

The defenders who originally dropped their weapons picked up their weapons again after seeing this posture.

In the melee, someone would say from time to time: "Zhao Wang, I know it's you!"

"Old Wang, your attack is too dark. Where should you stab it?"

…

Although they all had their faces covered and wore rags like beggars, they were still recognized.

Just a moment ago, they were shouting and killing, looking like sworn enemies. In the next moment, the fellow villagers burst into tears when they saw them.

The situation on the field became extremely strange. Although they were still fighting, the sword they raised did not have much strength.

"Xingyun, Xingyun, it's me..." A strong man sneakily touched Yang Zheng's side. There was a rag he pulled from nowhere, and there was something stained on it. It was dark.

It's a greasy, June day, and there's a rancid smell from afar.

Pulling off the black cloth covering his face, it was Xun Fan who was handing another move to Tang Fang...

Everyone in Yang Zheng was dumbfounded. What is this?

When someone recognizes someone in this kind of scene, it doesn't matter whether they agree or not.

Is there still royal law? Is there still law?

If everyone just covers their faces and gets the job done, isn’t that the end of it?

Tang Fang came up with a knife and pulled Yang Zheng's hand with unusual enthusiasm.

Unable to hide anymore, Yang Zheng grabbed the rag from his face, smiled dryly and said, "Brother Zhengyuan, what a coincidence, you are here too?"

Tang Fang laughed heartily, "Brother Xingyun, are you getting better so quickly?"

Yang Zheng was vague.

Tang Fang smiled meaningfully.

The robbery was like this, and it was really hard to go on with it.

"You two, stop being polite, the Yongliang army is coming to kill you!" Zheng Jun, another general of the Wuwei camp, shouted loudly.

The Chinese army is recognizing relatives, and the Yongliang army is also there.

As expected of having been stationed on the front line of Shu for many years, he has extremely high military literacy and quickly united as one.

The official road is not broad, but the Chinese army does not give in too much. There are no children from aristocratic families pressing down on it, and everyone is very enthusiastic.

Two groups of people from different camps of the Wei army faced each other.

The Yongliang army formed a formation, and the Chinese army also formed a formation.

Yang Zheng has stood up for the Chinese army many times and has great popularity, and several leaders obey his orders.

When the Chinese army escorting the property saw this posture, they immediately took Yang Zheng's side.

If outsiders saw this scene, they would definitely suspect that two groups of beggars were fighting.

Generally speaking, with the joining of the defenders, the strength of the Chinese army would exceed that of the Yongliang army by 20%.

However, the Yongliang army was well prepared, with spears and leather armor, a well-organized array, and more than a hundred archers in the back row.

A gust of summer wind blew, and in the tense atmosphere, Yang Zheng felt a little weird and a little embarrassed.

Several hundred generals and several generals all surrendered to Yang Zheng. As long as he gave the order, they would kill them without hesitation.

In the battle of conquering Shu, he was suppressed by the Shu people and came back from a narrow escape. In addition to the rewards given to a few generals by the court, Cao Xia deprived them of most of them, while the soldiers only received verbal commendations.

Don't talk about love or not these days, did the Wei Dynasty ever love the soldiers at the bottom?

The brave soldiers of Yongliang Army and the Chinese Army were already red-eyed.

Just then, the fat sheep Cao Xia appeared, but he didn't know how to restrain himself.

Since so many people were looking at him, Yang Zheng could only cover his face, hold the Huanshou sword, and stand in front of the formation with Linghu Sheng, Zhang Te, Zhou Yu and other close associates.

Men must pretend when they should show off, otherwise where will their reputation come from?

"Hey, isn't this Yang Zheng and Yang Xingyun? Why aren't you dead yet?"

One of the people in the opposing team said sarcastically.

Yang Zheng broke into a cold sweat, was he so conspicuous?

It seems that he has been noticed by people who have cared about him a few times.

However, this guy's tone was so sinister that Yongliang's army laughed.

All kinds of dirty talk followed.

Of course, the Chinese army is not a gentle man, and their scoldings are even worse.

Some rough guys even took off their pants and peed in the opposite direction.

It makes Yang Zheng, a "civilized man", feel a bit irritated.

But when I think about the wars in the Qing Dynasty in later generations, when women were put in the negative formation, I felt relieved.

Several people walked out from the opposite side. Although they were dressed in tatters, they could not conceal the toughness of the men from Guanzhong. They were all hunky-backed and with hunched muscles.

"If we really fight, no one will be able to win. How about we take half the fight?" The man stood confidently within the shooting range.

"Du Zhan!" Yang Zheng suddenly remembered who he was.

He was the only one in the Yongliang army who knew him.
To be continued...