Chapter 461: People who are shameless are invincible
Zhu Biao waved his hand and hit with the "Dragon Swinging Tail". The powerful wind of the palm completely annihilated Su Yuanzhong's blow. Without waiting for Su Yuanzhong to make another move, the Longquan Sword struck like flying, and the sharp sword light soared like lightning.
The sharp energy of the blade hit Su Yuanzhong like snowflakes.
But what Su Yuanzhong felt more threatening was the sword hidden in the snowflakes. He seemed to feel that a huge force with the potential to overwhelm the river was coming towards him. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and the sword instantly became faster.
The sword was as fast as a sword, one move after another, swept in like a violent storm. The sword stirred up the remaining snow in the sky, and the force penetrated into the snowflakes...
"boom--"
This was an explosion comparable to that of a large-caliber artillery shell. In an instant, all the sergeants within three feet around were turned into gourds and rolled all over the ground.
Zhu Biao's body swayed lightly and landed on a battlement like the wind. Su Yuanzhong stepped back in large steps, his thin-soled fast boots leaving imprints on the city surface paved with blue bricks.
On the battlements, Zhu Biao stood leisurely. Su Yuanzhong said nothing. After standing firm, his long sword struck Zhu Biao again like lightning. The attack was sharp and heavy. The moment he approached Zhu Biao, he bent down and whirled like a top.
The body shape is completely integrated into a brilliant crystal pillar-like light pillar. The light pillar curls up like a flying dragon soaring into the nine heavens. Under the burst of snow and lightning, it is really like the huge waves in the storm, rolling up to the sky.
I wish Biao had disappeared.
The Longquan Sword stabbed violently in the center, and a stream of light appeared, like a thunder striking the top. Like a bright meteorite, it fell straight down into the crystal-like light pillar.
The sound of gold and iron clashing is not clear and crisp, but also carries a strange crackling sound. This crackling sound is like a lead in human ears, causing the 'hearts' of the soldiers on both sides to beat loudly.
stop.
No one yelled, and no one yelled. The soldiers on both sides couldn't help but retreat back, and they didn't even notice their retreat. It was like God in the dark telling them that there was a threat to retreat. The sixth person in the human body
The feeling makes them sincerely unwilling to stay where they are.
"boom--"
The radiating energy destroyed the battlements on both sides.
A ray of silver light swept through Zhu Biao's shoulder in the storm, and blood spurted out like rain. Drops of blood hit his face with a warm breath!
But Su Yuanzhong didn't stop at all, and with the force of flying backwards, he jumped ten feet away and disappeared. There was a faint trace of blood on the sharp Longquan sword...
At the end of May in the 19th year of the Taiping Period of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Han army conquered Pingsai in Changchang, and the guard Luo Yunzhuo was killed in battle. The two thousand Zhongshan army was wiped out, and 700 Han soldiers died!
In the sixth month, 10,000 Han troops came out of Longshan and arrived at Woting.
Zhu Xi's troops, who had deceived the Han army, were stationed here, and Fan Chunju's troops were stationed further back. After hearing the news, they hurriedly led their troops to reinforce.
Five thousand Zhongshan troops relied on the city to block the 10,000 Han troops. However, on the fourth day of June, two thousand Han cavalry bypassed the Wuting city and advanced directly into Zhi Taigu, Yuzhou Prefecture.
On the tenth day of June, the 60,000-strong "New Army" of Zhongshan Army marched to the Weizhong battlefield.
Peking City.
"Shameless, shameless!" In the Taiwei's mansion, Cai Jueshen pointed to the south and yelled.
Ma Mao and other military officials under him, as well as the officials in the Taiwei Mansion, all turned red with anger, but many of them had some unspeakable fear when they were angry.
Everyone knows that Zhongshan Kingdom’s so-called 60,000 ‘new army’ are real heavenly soldiers of the Kingdom of Heaven…
"Deploy 10,000 forbidden troops and rush to Muzhou immediately, and order the governor of Muzhou to organize 20,000 new troops as soon as possible. If there is insufficient money and food, we will give up the price.
Old General Huangfu went to Quzhou to take charge, and Zhu Biao will be in charge of commanding all wars in Muzhou!"
………
At this time, the only one Cai Jueshen can trust is Zhu Biao!
"Master Ma, please follow me to the palace!" There were too many things to do and he was too busy. Cai Jueshen stepped out of the White Tiger Hall of the Taiwei Mansion and sighed secretly while looking at the blue sky above him. He could no longer keep his position as Minister of War.
It's time to hand it over...
Gaoming County.
The ups and downs of the Weizhou war situation once again experienced a big turnaround. The Zhongshan Army, which had been unable to stand up before, now started to fight.
If Fan Chunju's 5,000 troops, plus 60,000 Zhou troops, and 12,000 Han troops on foot and cavalry still remain under the walls of Wuting City and do not retreat, then they will have to change their positions.
Just as Cai Jueshen led Ma Mao into the palace, Gaoming County, thousands of miles away, ushered in the first confrontation between the two armies after this huge turnaround.
Yang Yanzhang was the first among the three-man Muzhou regiment to win Zhu Biao's admiration and recognition. He had 12,000 infantry and cavalry, and Zhu Biao assigned him 3,000 soldiers.
"Order the troops, follow me to meet the enemy." He drank all the water in the wooden bowl, and with a "clang" sound, Yang Yanzhang casually dropped the wooden bowl on the table.
He stood up, and the guards around him were busy taking care of his clothes. He came out of the big tent with his gun, and the three-way drum beat, and the three thousand soldiers and horses in the camp were ready. Then one song was left to guard the camp, and the rest were all ready.
Bring it with you to fight with the enemy.
"Let's go -" he got on his horse, Yang Yanzhang roared loudly and hit the spear with his hand, leading a group of people and horses to rush out.
Three or four miles out of the camp, they collided with Fan Chunju's 5,000-strong Zhongshan Army who was charging head-on.
The two armies faced each other, each holding their position with bows and arrows.
"Hahaha... This general is very courageous. With only two or three thousand men, he dared to go out to block me." Fan Chunju sat firmly on the horse and looked at Yang Yanzhang opposite him with a long smile.
The King of Tang was very interesting. After receiving Xi Yang's request for help, he sent 60,000 troops not long after. Zhongshan Kingdom, which was almost at the end of its rope, suddenly had the strength to fight again.
Now that he has led 5,000 Zhongshan soldiers as the vanguard of the army, he naturally does not pay attention to Yang Yanzhang's troops at all. The current Zhongshan Army is not the previous Zhongshan Army whose morale was greatly depressed. There are 60,000 Heavenly Soldiers from the Kingdom of Heaven as backers. Five
Thousands of people are as powerful as tigers.
Yang Yanzhang felt depressed for a while. The two armies were facing each other. Before the call was even made, bursts of laughter broke out from the other side. It was so arrogant.
"Bah--" Yi Xun sat down on his horse, raised his gun and shouted at the Zhongshan Army. "Old man Fan, you are a lost dog, you have found a master to support you and you are shaking again!"
"Hahaha...hahaha..." Fan Chunju laughed contemptuously. He was not angry at Yang Yanzhang's words. Looking at the current situation, what's wrong with having a master? A great backer. The Northern Han Dynasty has been for five hundred years.
Isn't it because he ranks first among the six northern kingdoms because he has a good ancestor behind him?
It's a pity that the ancestors of the Northern Han Dynasty are unreliable now! Pointing a gun at Yang Yanzhang, "You, my junior, have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, but I can't even think of making waves in the general situation."
"Generals, who will bring his head to me?" he asked, shouting at the generals around him.
At this time, morale was ebbing and flowing. If the capable general succeeded again, Fan Chunju believed that whoever would win today's battle might be able to win without any effort. But if Yang Yanzhang did not dare to fight, the Han army would have suffered a blow.
Morale will be even lower.
You cannot relax at this time, let alone give Yang Yanzhang the opportunity to retire and join the army!
"I'll come -" a shout came from Fan Chunju's left hand. He looked around and saw that it was his subordinate Jianzhong Colonel Yuanbo.
"Hurry up and kill this thief with me." Yuan Bo is also a fierce general in the army. Fan Chunju is consciously quite good, so it shouldn't be a problem to defeat Yang Yanzhang.
He quickly responded and asked him to fight.
Yuan Bo placed his broadsword across the horse's back, and raised a fist towards Fan Chun with both hands, "The general will come as soon as he leaves. General, please wait and see."
After saying that, he used his legs to clamp the war horse under his crotch, and the men and horses rushed out of the formation like a gust of wind.
"Do you dare to fight with the Han general across from you? I, the loyal lieutenant Yuanbo, will kill your head!"
There have been no fighting generals in Beiyu for quite some time. This is because the enemies of the Six Kingdoms in Beiyu, the Hu and Di tribes on the prairie, most of their masters are from the gods and shamans.
Most of the golden-ringed Hu generals in the army are only first-rate. Compared with the fierce generals in the army of the six northern countries, the difference is too far and too huge.
"What a shameless statement!" Yang Yanzhang shook the spear in his hand, a flash of light flashed across his eyes and a cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he rode forward to meet him, "You arrogant man, let's see how I stab you under the horse!"
Who would be afraid of not succeeding in a battle with a general? I am worried that there is no way to improve the morale of the army!
"Qiang——"
The spears and swords clashed for the first time. The two swords touched each other in mid-air. No one had any upper hand in the first blow. Yang Yanzhang's spear was light and his swing was faster than Yuan Bo's broadsword. After the spear was retracted, the two horses crossed each other.
, immediately pointed it out again, piercing Yuan Bo like a meteor.
Yuan Bo's broadsword swept across, and another sound of "Dang--" sounded. The heavy sword of forty or fifty kilograms was quite clumsy to swing, but it was powerful and heavy. The disadvantage of speed was compensated by strength.
Come back.
The two men were circling together, spears flying, swords dancing wildly, and the tinkling sound of gold and iron could not help being heard. In the blink of an eye, it was thirty or forty--
In the Zhongshan military formation, he was very surprised and frowned more and more. Yang Yanzhang's martial arts was really good. After dozens of rounds, he was able to suppress Yuan Bo steadily. After watching another twenty or thirty rounds, Yuan Bo
Just be afraid——
"Who is going to help Captain Yuan defeat the enemy?" Seeing that Yuan Bo's defeat was irreversible, Fan Chunju immediately made a decision in his mind - to change the general. Although this would inevitably suppress his own morale, it was better than waiting until Yuan Bo was defeated.
Or it would be better to be knocked down by Yang Yanzhang with a single shot!
Besides, our army has strong soldiers and horses, but it has damaged a little morale. It will be a piece of cake to defeat the Han army in front of us.
Fan Chunju really doesn't care if the damage does not damage morale at all.
And haven’t you seen that the Zhongshan Army has been exposed for more than a month? Is there anything you can’t bear after being defeated again and again?
It's so pretentious and shameless to say this.
Fan Chunju has been in the army for decades, and his face has long been as thick as a city wall, making him invincible.
"General, I am willing to help Yuan Bo!" After Fan Chunju finished speaking, he saw a general riding out of the queue. Judging from his appearance, it was Zhu Xie.
Being able to be beaten and killed by Zhu Biao's propaganda, Zhu Xie's reputation is greater than that of Fan Chunju. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
