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Yang Zheng also has a good impression of Zhang Fu, not because he won every battle in the complicated situation of Annan after Zhu Di sent troops to replace Zhu Neng, but because with his current British duke, as an important minister of the court, he beat thousands of households under his command, and he can still talk to himself without moving, this endurance alone is not something ordinary people can do, let alone do it so kindly.

The two said a few words, and Zhang Fu was very curious about the Maitreya Sect that Yang Zheng exterminated with 5,000 soldiers and horses, so he couldn't wait to ask.

Yang Zheng knew who Zhang Fu was, and this inquiry was not out of politeness, but he had some doubts in his heart, and he understood Zhang Fu's mind in his heart, and he was not polite at the moment, and said by the way that he used 5,000 soldiers and horses to fight against 20,000 horses and horses of the Maitreya Sect.

He could have spoken well with one mouth, and finally got a chance to show off, where would he be polite, seven points true, three points boasting, and said that he and the soldiers in the ancient city of Hangzhou were all wise and martial, as if they were all enemies.

Those soldiers of the Shenji Battalion didn't believe that these stragglers could exterminate the Maitreya Sect, if they hadn't suffered a defeat this morning, and killed them, they wouldn't have believed that a group of stragglers could exterminate the Maitreya Sect, and after listening to Yang Zheng's general speech, they more or less believed it, and the arrogance in their expressions immediately went a little.

Zhang Fu and Yang Shiqi are both experienced people, how can they not hear the exaggeration, but they can think of the classic battle of breaking the cauldron and retreating, and finally lure the enemy deeper, use artillery to defeat the Maitreya Sect in one fell swoop, and finally use the formation to seize the opportunity of the Maitreya Sect's civil strife, and it is not impossible to wipe out the 20,000 horses of the Maitreya Sect in one fell swoop, Yang Zheng's Romance, the two of them still believe it fully.

Zhang Fu nodded and said: "Retreat and lure the enemy deeper, I can't imagine that General Yang is so young and the art of war is so proficient, Zhang admires it so much?"

Yang Zheng was polite and said, "The general said that he laughed, what art of war is not the art of war, I just know a little bit about it, compared to the general, it is nothing?"

Zhang Yi nodded secretly, glanced at the head of Li Fuda presented by Zhang Yi, and said: "I heard that this Li Fuda's martial arts are very strong, and ordinary people can't kill him at all, I don't know how General Yang killed this person?"

"My day, killing is killing people, how else can you kill, of course kill with a knife?"

Hehe smiled and said, "Don't hide it, the humble function killed this person, and it is still the credit of Lord Yang?"

Yang Shiqi, who was standing aside and listening with relish, didn't expect that killing Li Fuda would have his own affairs, so he couldn't help laughing, and said, "Brother Yang, you should tell me, what does this Li Fuda's killing have to do with the old man?"

Yang Zheng glared at him, and said angrily: "You forgot it, didn't you give me a musket? This Li Fuda was killed by me with a musket?"

Zhang Fu could have seen that eight or nine were not far from ten, and when he heard Yang Zheng say this, he shook his head and smiled, and said: "I can't imagine that the Maitreya Sect Master, whose martial arts are invincible, died under the musket, presumably this is the will of heaven?"

Yang Zheng said unashamedly: "Isn't it?"

The three of them were talking, when they heard one of them crying and shouting: "General, general, you are finally here, you have to make decisions for me-?"

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see that Sun Zhihao in the crowd was carried over by the two, and many people in the crowd got out of the way, and the eyes of Zhang Fu, Yang Shiqi, Yang Zheng and others could just see Sun Zhihao.

After letting Zhang Yi beat Sun Zhihao hard, Yang Zheng saw Sun Zhihao for the first time, and he was still startled when he saw it, and the blood from Sun Zhihao's waist down the waist in front of him flowed down, falling down the trouser leg drop by drop, and his arrogant face in the morning became extremely pale because of excessive blood loss.

Zhang Yi glanced at it a few times, smiled smugly at the corner of his mouth, walked up to Yang Zheng without moving, and said in a low voice: "General don't worry, when I hit this guy just now, it was his tail bone that hit, this guy is already crippled, General Zhang may not embarrass the general for a cripple?"

"Oh my god, crippled, this guy is too ruthless, how much hatred should this have?" Yang Zheng secretly took a breath, but it's right to think about it, since he was offended, there was absolutely no reason to reconcile, and there was nothing wrong with being heavy-handed.

Thinking of this, he secretly gave Zhang Yi a thumbs up and said in a low voice: "Well done?"

Zhang Yi smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "It should be, this kind of thing is the best at lowly duties?"

Just as the two were talking, Sun Zhihao was carried to Zhang Fu.

"General, you must be the master of the humble position, the humble duty was ordered to come, and was plotted by this person-?" Sun Zhihao said and cried, and the voice was a little miserable.

After all, Sun Zhihao is a soldier under his command, and a thousand households of the Shenji Battalion, a thousand households were crippled by heavy hands, Rao is Zhang Fuhan is very good, under the attention of all the soldiers, the expression on his face also changed, and with a wave of his hand, two soldiers had already stepped forward and bowed and hugged their fists.

"Bring it up and let me take a look?" Zhang Fu said with a gloomy face.

"Yes!" The two soldiers carried Sun Zhihao forward, Zhang Fu bent down and lifted Sun Zhihao's shirt, but saw a blur of flesh and blood under his buttocks, obviously broken bones, his brows furrowed slightly, and immediately shouted: "Where is the doctor?

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A few soldiers next to him hurriedly snatched out, and the two people carrying Sun Zhihao gently put Sun Zhihao down, as soon as he put it down, Sun Zhihao screamed miserably, crying and said to Zhang Fu: "General, do you want to be the master of the humble position-the lowly position is for no reason-woo-woo-?"

"Such a thing, what kind of system does a big man cry and cry about, since you are my Zhang Fu's soldier, how can I not care?" Zhang Fu shouted.

Zhang Fusu was known for his strict management of the army, and when there was another rebellion in Annan, Zhu Di ordered him and Mu Sheng to work together to discuss. After Zhang Fu arrived, he affirmed the military order. Governor Huang Zhong has always been arrogant and disobedient to orders. Zhang Fu rebuked him, and Huang Zhong was disrespectful, so he beheaded him to convince the public. The soldiers were all worried, no one dared not to carry out the order, Sun Zhihao had served under his command for many years, and immediately stopped crying when he heard this shout, and the 1,000 soldiers all looked stern, which was very different from the decadent momentum just now.

"No wonder he is the number one general of the Ming Dynasty, and no one can match this momentum alone?" Yang Zheng muttered secretly, squinting at it, everyone on the field of five thousand soldiers was silent, even Zhang Yi, Jin Yixiao and other battlefield veterans were also motionless and nervous.

Zhang Fu glanced at Yang Zheng, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't speak immediately.

At this time, Lang Zhong was brought in with a medicine box on his back, and he carefully asked Sun Zhihao to turn over, lie on a stone platform, and then take off his armor, only to see that the flesh and blood on his buttocks were blurred, and the blood flowed, and for a while, the work had already emitted a faint smell.

Zhang Fu frowned and said, "Doctor, what's the matter, is it life-threatening?"

This man is about forty years old, with gray temples and a long figure, obviously knowing what kind of person is in front of him, but his expression is not panicked, but he bowed and saluted without humility or arrogance, and sighed softly: "It's just a skin injury, not enough to kill you-?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Fu nodded and said, "Can it be cured?" As a general, he has fought a lot in the south and the north on weekdays, and he also knows a little about medical skills, but his medical skills are not high, just now he saw that Sun Zhihao's tail bone under his ass was broken by someone, with many years of experience, he knew that it was impossible to cure, but after all, he had a glimmer of hope, so he asked.

Lang Zhong quickly processed the blood stains for Sun Zhihao, and then began to disinfect, and sighed lightly when he heard the words: "The tailbone has been broken by the military stick, and it is impossible to recover it?"

When Sun Zhihao heard this, he screamed and fainted, causing the two soldiers on the side to rub their hands in a hurry, and Lang Zhong said: "Don't worry, I'll prescribe a few doses of medicine later, and let the general take it and it will be fine?"

The two soldiers breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

Yang Zheng was secretly proud, and said in his heart: "I can't imagine that this Zhang Yi is quite level? After a few strokes, this person will be abolished, and it seems that this kind of craft needs to find a chance to learn it well?"

was secretly proud, but felt that the light in front of him was dim, looked up, and saw Zhang Fu walking forward with a gloomy face, walking towards him, Jin Yixiao, Zhang Yi, and Xu Feng looked at each other, nodded secretly, and leaned over gently, even Gao Hang didn't know when he stepped forward.

"General Zhang, where are you going?" Yang Zheng asked pretending to be confused.

Zhang Fu snorted with a straight face, today's Yiqiē He and Yang Shiqi can see clearly on the mound outside the city, he also knows that these Shenji battalions are arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and there is no one in their eyes, relying on their own followers to follow the Yongle Emperor to sweep Mongolia, and they have long since they don't take others seriously, even the soldiers they brought back from Annan are often ridiculed by them, since he took charge of the Shenji Battalion, he has been trying to rub their sharpness, so that they know what it means to know what it means to have a sky outside the sky, someone outside the people, and a moment of victory, does not mean that they can always win, a moment of power, and does not mean that they will always be in power, on the contrary, those soldiers who were unknown in the past, maybe through guò's constant efforts, become more powerful. It was based on this psychology that he sent a thousand Shenji battalions to attack the ancient city of Hangzhou, Yang Zheng unexpectedly used the formation, and captured the elite of this thousand Shenji battalions in one fell swoop without hurting a single soldier, which made him very happy, and he didn't pay attention to Yang Zheng's methods for a while, only then did he realize that this person's methods were so vicious, he snorted coldly, and said: "Lord Yang, Sun Zhihao was injured by your order?"