Jiang Fane is old enough to be Yang Zheng's father, but he has never stood up to Yang Zheng and has always treated him as an equal.

Yang Zheng looked up to the sky and laughed, "With Brother Faye's help, we will make it today!"

He turned around and ordered the three hundred knights behind him, "Change back to your armor!"

The old soldiers tore off their coats to reveal the Wei army's black armor, put on their helmets, and pulled out their swords.

There was murderous intent in his eyes, and a fierce aura rose from the ground.

All the Qiang people around him looked surprised.

"What does General Xingyun want to do?" Jiang Fane was puzzled.

Yang Zheng's heart has long been ignited with flames, "If you want to achieve extraordinary achievements, you should do extraordinary things!"

Although the Qiang King has a great reputation, he does not have the ruling power of the Central Plains Emperor. If it were not for the help of gods, he would not have gathered so many Qiang people.

Yang Zheng never believed that all Qiang people were willing to follow Madang in rebellion.

Since some people use gods to confuse people's hearts, Yang Zheng must give a blow to the head to wake up the bewitched people.

Pulling the reins, the horseman stood up and let out a long neighing sound.

The veterans behind him also followed suit.

In the ethereal valley, the sound of war horses neighing one after another spread far and wide.

Yang Zheng slapped the horse's belly, and the Liangzhou horse rushed from the hillside to the valley like an arrow from the string.

The rapid sound of horse hooves shattered this early morning, the tranquility of the valley, and the dreams of the ambitious.

There are more than 300 riders, like 300 wandering dragons, and more than 300 empty horses running with them.

The ring-shou sword shone brightly in the morning light of the rising sun.

It's like a divine soldier descending from heaven.

How can a man not work hard in troubled times?

Jiang Fane also led more than a hundred riders to follow him.

"Who?"

"Be bold!"

Various Qiang and Han roars sounded at the same time.

But Yang Zheng was already like a sharp arrow, rushing towards Baishi, "Following the order of General Xiahou, I came here to pay a visit to King Mi Dang Qiang!"

"According to the order of General Xiahou, I came here to pay a visit to King Mi Dang Qiang!" More than three hundred horsemen also shouted, and the sound shook the field.

The echoes echoed over and over again, reaching everyone's ears clearly.

The Qiang people's scoldings immediately became weaker by three points.

Xiahou Yuan, who was on the right side of the Pass, was also General Xiahou.

After defeating Ma Chao in Weinan, Xia Houyuan advanced with force, annihilated the remaining troops of Han Sui, and subdued the Qiang and Di. All the barbarians in Longyou were frightened by the power of the tiger.

The heroes of the past have all passed away, but when it comes to heroes, we still have to look at the present.

Nearly a thousand armored Qiang soldiers stood in front of the white stone, their spears stood upright, and arrows rained down from them, shooting at Yang Zheng without hesitation.

Yang Zheng took the lead and chopped down three or four arrows. He was hit by more than a dozen arrows and embedded in his armor.

The war horse was also hit by several arrows, but fortunately they were bone arrows and did not hit any vital points or penetrate the leather armor.

Seeing that their bows and arrows were of no use, the Qiang soldiers straightened up their spears and thrust forward.

The cavalrymen jerked their horses aside and ran into the spear bush.

Click, click...

The Qiang man's crooked spear immediately broke.

The horses broke through a huge gap.

Yang Zheng took advantage of the situation and rushed into the gap, just like cutting through thorns.

As soon as the cavalry arrived, the Qiang infantry formation immediately collapsed.

The white stone is already in front of you, and Midian is also in front of you, as if you can reach it at your fingertips.

Yang Zheng could see the surprised look on Mi Dang's face.

At this moment, the Qiang people shouted loudly: "Back off!"

The chaotic Qiang people dropped their spears and ran away with their heads in their hands.

Before he could be happy for a moment, the clanging sound of armor suddenly rose loudly, and dark red armored men came like a tide, forming a shield wall in front of the white stone.

Yang Zheng's heart sank. He was too familiar with this kind of armor. Isn't this the Shu army?

However, their array is loose and disorderly, and full of loopholes.

The real Shu army will never be like this.

Yang Zheng instantly understood that he was a Qiang man wearing the Shu army's standard armor.

As expected, the reason why the Qiang people dared to rebel was because they had the support of the Shu people behind them.

A familiar figure stood behind the shield wall, smiling sadly, "Yang Zheng, you are well!"

"Why Shao Ge!" Yang Zheng also sneered. Instead of slowing down, the horse under his crotch accelerated and crashed into the shield formation.

"Oh, Yang Zheng is here!"

Yang Zheng roared three times, and the valley fell silent for an instant. Then three hundred cavalry roared, Jiang Fa's wild cavalry also roared, and the Qiang tribe behind them also roared.

"Oh, Yang Zheng!"

"Is he Wuhan Yang Zheng?"

The hostility of the Qiang people has dissipated a lot.

In the past six months, Yang Zheng has carefully made friends with all Qiang people. Wuhan City treats them equally, and Yang Zheng's name has long been spread among the Qiang people.

As Yang Zheng expected, many people did not want to rebel, but were just coerced and had to go with the flow.

In this case, Yang Zheng simply hit the mountain with a blow to shake the tiger!

The war horse jumped up with its condescending momentum and crashed into the group of soldiers.

He immediately trampled down five or six people.

A Qiang general held an ax and charged at Yang Zheng with a grin.

Yang Zheng waved his hand and threw the Huanshou knife. The Qiang general missed it and hit him right in the face. "Get away if you don't want to die!"

Slowly pulled out the Huajing sword from his waist.

The long sword looked like a white flame in the morning light of the rising sun.

There are more and more gaps on the sword. Normally, Yang Zheng would be reluctant to use it, but now the time has come when he has to use it.

If it were a regular Shu army, Yang Zheng would have died long ago if he behaved like this.

But the Qiang people are not the Shu army.

Although they wear the same armor and hold the same weapons, they can't fake their aura.

The Shu army has always been tenacious and brave, and Zhuge Wuhou ran the army very strictly, punishing them with more than twenty fines.

Everyone in the Shu army was killed.

The Qiang people are simply imitating others.

Every strong army has an inner military spirit.

Although Yang Zheng has a small number of cavalry, they have overcome countless difficulties, share life and death, and share the same mind.

How can it be compared to the rabble in front of me?

There is a saying in the art of war: those who share the same desire will win!

Are these Qiang people really of the same mind?

"Kill!" Yang Zheng shouted violently, using all his strength, like a thunder blast in the valley, in front of the white stone.

As expected, the Qiang people had a look of fear on their faces.

Several strong Qiang men didn't know the importance of the situation and wanted to come forward to kill Yang Zheng.

The Huajing sword held up several flying rainbows, and the armor, shield, ring-headed sword, flesh and blood were all divided into two.

Blood instantly stained the whole body red.

There was also bright red flesh and blood on his face.

Yang Zheng was furious: "Why don't you risk your life, rat!"

He originally wanted to commit fewer crimes, but some base bones always hit the sword's edge.

The Qiang soldiers looked at each other in shock, and no one dared to step forward.
To be continued...