The prefect of the county hated the wealth of the Zhongshan Kingdom so much at this moment. He clearly remembered that when the 40,000 Zhou army marched eastward, they were accompanied by only a few hundred oxcarts, which were all loaded with arrows, equipment and armor, as spares and savings.
The military supplies. After the Zhou army entered Yuzhou, all the grain and grass were supplied by Yuzhou itself, and the governor Zhang Yingying was fully responsible for it.
But after the Han army captured Jianyang, they brought back a large amount of military supplies, money, grain and materials, and there were more than a thousand horse-drawn carriages to carry the infantry. Where did the horse-drawn carriages come from? It is obvious.
The prefect really hated the prosperity of Jianyang County, otherwise the current Han soldiers should not have left Yuzhou.
"Sir, with the current speed of the Han army, it only takes three days to reach Xiyang City..." the commander-in-chief of the county, who was almost naked, said worriedly.
They ran two hundred miles in one night. After the horses regained their strength, they could run another two hundred miles. Tomorrow morning, the Han army would probably be able to pass through this county and reach the next county...
Moreover, if Zhu Biao scavenges along the way, he will have more and more chariots and horses, especially horses, and his traveling speed will become faster and faster. It may not take him three days to reach Xiyang.
"Han thieves are rushing to attack the capital, but I am helpless. I am ashamed of my king, I am ashamed of my king..." The prefect thought over and over again and could not think of what he could do to stop the advance of the Han army.
He was definitely unable to defend the city, so he couldn't help but beat his chest and feel heartbroken.
"Sir!" The county magistrate saw that the prefect was really at his wits' end, and instead of pretending, he made a decision in his mind and spoke out. "The Han bandit army moved very fast, relying entirely on carriages. Although our county is unable to fight with
It is feasible to fight against it, but it is feasible to draw down the salary. Your Excellency only needs to issue a decree and ask the county magistrates to organize manpower to dig out official roads and dig holes to make it difficult for carriages to move. This is a great loyalty to the country.
However..., if our county breaks the strategy of the Han thieves, I am afraid that it will be defeated by the Zhu thieves..."
Revenge! The county magistrate swallowed these four words. However, the prefect, school captain, chief history officer, meritorious officer, etc. present could not utter these words even though they were confused!
"Okay! What a good plan! If we can protect the capital in the future, it will be a great achievement for the county magistrate!" The prefect didn't seem to be afraid of the bad consequences at all, and he stood up with a smile of surprise on his face.
A government order was immediately sent out from the county governor's house.
In the county town to the east.
"General, general..." Zhu Biao was planning the deployment and personnel allocation of each carriage, when Li Panlong's scream suddenly sounded outside.
The sound of rapid footsteps and the sound of armor came, "General, something bad has happened. The Zhongshan bandits are digging the road. They have dug all the way to Xiyang..."
"What?" Zhu Biao's eyes widened instantly, and the pen in his hand stopped moving. He really didn't expect that this trick could hinder him. In Yuzhou, the Han army rode horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts all the way from Dashunguan
I have fought all the way to Taigu, and then all the way from Taigu to Jianyang, but I have never encountered anything like this.
For a moment, Zhu Biao did not worry about the future of the army, but remembered some things from his previous life. During the eight-year Anti-Japanese War, in order to prevent the small Japanese from moving reinforcements between cities and strongholds, the Eighth Route Army and the militiamen dug roads and dug holes.
Are you here to fight?
Now, to the Zhongshan Kingdom, I have become a ‘little devil’ who cannot fight head-on!
"Should we just go to the next county, or..."
"It's the whole county, the whole county is digging holes. The decree from the prefect here!" Li Panlong's face was full of anxiety. Carriages and horses are very delicate things. If there are big holes and small holes on the official road, there will be many holes in the carriage.
I can walk, especially at night.
Throwing the pen on the table, Zhu Biao no longer paid attention to the settings. He turned around and looked at the map hanging on the wall behind him, and after a while he let out a long sigh!
This blow... hit his short leg, which is really annoying.
"Tap-tat..." It sounded like a bird pecking at the roof tiles. A gray-clothed swordsman was lying on the roof, and the two Han crossbowmen beside him closed their eyes forever.
"Boom--" A powerful explosion sounded in the house at the swordsman's feet, and the tiles on the roof even crackled.
Yang Yanzhang rolled out of the room, with only half of the sword left in his hand. The two Silver Eagle warriors lagged behind for a moment, then rushed out of the room and landed on Yang Yanzhang's side.
Xing Tianxiao, who originally protected him, had already been upgraded to the head of the guard. After all, Chu Jian was seriously injured and had not recovered. The original situation of the three top masters protecting the three of them separately had been broken. The Three-Stone Battle was the final battle for Xing Tianxiao's partner Yang Yanzhang.
Once they cooperated, and in the subsequent battles of Taigu and Jianyang, Xing Tianxiao and Shi Tianba were elevated to the overall perspective. After that, Shi Tianba led his men to protect Jianyang's returning convoy, and it was even more impossible for Xing Tianxiao to stay close to them alone.
Yang Yanzhang is left alone to protect him. There are only two Silver Eagle warriors around Yang Yanzhang!
"What a brave man! He dares to join the marching army in fighting——"
A Silver Eagle warrior shouted angrily. Ever since the Han army entered the Zhongshan Kingdom, it was just like the coalition forces entering Quzhou. Both sides had a relatively restrained attitude towards the local Jianghu sects and martial arts forces. Almost all of the masters of the two sides were from the imperial court.
Strength, such as Dauchi Master and Tingwei Mansion, plus six doors.
Now this group of people are full of Jianghu aura. The Silver Eagle warriors have been practicing in Gongmen for a long time, and they have an innate feeling that the other party is a Jianghu person.
Before the sound was over, screams sounded from behind, and there was a bang in the courtyard. Two men in black flew in, shaking their hands and dropped four corpses. Blood was flying all over the sky. The head hit the ground, and the brains burst out, leaving traces of blood.
The ground was also splashed red.
Yang Yanzhang's eyes were wide open. These four people were the four personal guards who followed him out of Sanshi County. He looked at the two men in black with red eyes and said, "Black dog, I swear to kill you!" He jumped up and wanted to rush.
go.
He was blocked by two Silver Eagle warriors.
In the mansion where Yang Yanzhang was staying, screams of agony rang out again and again. Hoo! Hoo! Two figures jumped on the eaves. The two Silver Eagle warriors reacted quickly. In their haste, they also swatted out with two palms. They took advantage of the situation and moved to the left.
Holding Yang Yanzhang between his arms, he stepped back three feet...
Bang! Bang! Another burst of blood splashed, and the two figures who jumped down were knocked back in the air, smashed through the eaves, and fell down again. Surprisingly, it was the two swordsmen in gray clothes on the roof who were photographed next to them.
Two crossbowmen were killed.
Just as the two Silver Eagle warriors retreated with Yang Yanzhang between them, a figure, as fast as an eagle, shot straight at the three of them faster than the wind...
But when the Silver Eagle warrior on the right let out a long roar, he grabbed Yang Yanzhang and quickly withdrew two feet away, while the Silver Eagle warrior on the left was like a whirlwind, striking directly at the incoming person.
With a loud shout, he pushed out his right palm, blasting out a swift palm wind. His arms were as wide as a wheel, and the palm wind rolled out violently. The coldness gnawed at the bones, which was very powerful.
Yang Yanzhang was the most valued by Zhu Biao among the three generals in Muzhou. Xing Tianxiao thought twice, and the two people he transferred to protect him were the two strongest Silver Eagle warriors under his command.
Especially the person who is splitting his palms now has practiced the "Yin Sha Gong". His palms are cold and bone-eroding, but also strong and powerful. His strength has surpassed the upper level of famous masters and has almost reached its peak.
If Xing Tianxiao were to fight him, it would take seventy or eighty moves to defeat him.
The gray-clothed swordsman was holding a long sword, but he did not dare to grab its edge head-on. He spun and rolled in the air, and he was already five feet away. Only then did he realize that the two silver eagle warriors who were beaten out of the house were not weak. "
You hawk and dog lackey!" He cursed bitterly.
The Han soldiers nearby had been alerted, and everyone in the courtyard could hear the noise outside.
Two people wearing satin robes walked out of the room, a sword-wielding Taoist and a middle-aged man in a blue shirt. The people wearing satin robes should be a pair of twin brothers. Their faces were almost indistinguishable. Each held two wheels, but the colors were different.
Different, one red and one black.
The man with two wheels in black received a slap from the Silver Eagle Warrior in the house. Although he blocked it with his wheels, he was hit against a pillar. I remember the revenge of that palm. Seeing the swordsman in gray being evaded, the two wheels collided.
With a loud noise and two sneers, he and his brother Chi Lun Zha quickly attacked the sharp warriors one from the left and one from the right.
Perhaps it was the bloodstains in the courtyard that aroused the murderous intention in the heart of the Silver Eagle warrior. He let out an eerie and piercing scream in his throat, and the sinister wind gusted. He raised his palm and struck down, facing the two-wheeled twin brothers who were killing him.
One on two, I didn't feel timid at all. A strange sound like a ghost howling sounded, and the heatstroke in the courtyard suddenly disappeared. The silver eagle warrior's fleshy palms faced four iron wheels, and the roaring and explosive sounds were endless.
The sword-wielding Taoist floated up, rushed to the side of the middle-aged man in green shirt, and shouted: "The roar of eagles and dogs can move people's hearts. Pindao went to fight against the enemy with the Bai brothers. Daxia Lu, Junior Brother Shi, and the two people from Tiandu Peak
Friends, go kill the other eagle dog and the Han general!"
"The thief general Yang Yanzhang was an important figure in the Han army in the Battle of Three Stones. If his head is taken, the King of Tang will be delighted!"
Before the shouts ended, a cry of surprise came from the Bai brothers. The two brothers, who had not noticed anything wrong with the Silver Eagle Warrior's roar at first, already felt that their eyes were in a trance and their heads were tingling.
The Silver Eagle Ruizi naturally heard the words of the sword-wielding Taoist, and he snorted with disdain, and screamed again. This whistle, the people from the Zhongshan Kingdom who came at the beginning thought it was his cry for help!
Still using a pair of fleshy palms, he circled the sword wielder, the strongest enemy among the enemies, with a circle of strength. With strength as strong as a mountain and a sea, the Silver Eagle Warrior used all his strength to display his methods.
Over there, another silver eagle warrior also met the middle-aged man in blue and the swordsman in gray. The two judge pens in his hands circled one of the two from Tiandu Peak, leaving only the last one for Yang Yanzhang.
The strength of the two sons of Tiandu Feng was the worst among everyone present. But Yang Yanzhang lost the broken sword in his hand, and his bare-handed strength dropped not a little bit. He is a general in the army, and half of his ten-level kung fu is on the bow and horse.
Half of it was on the spear, and he didn't even have much skill in swordsmanship. Now he was barely holding it up with a set of rather crude boxing skills. But Yang Yanzhang's ability to hold it up already made the two Silver Eagle warriors who were fighting the enemy with all their strength breathe a sigh of relief!
In an instant, the whole courtyard was filled with sword energy, palm winds and mountain waves, and a fight completely broke out.
But half a quarter of an hour later, Yang Yanzhang and the two Silver Eagle warriors felt something was wrong. Why haven't the surrounding sergeants come to kill them yet? (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)
