The sun has turned west, and it is approaching the end of the year, and at this time, there are not many people on the official road.

The horses of Qin Mohan's personal guards are all horses that are one in a thousand, and their riding skills are excellent.

The distance of forty miles was only half an hour.

The cavalry in the camp was also fully armed and lined up.

Qin Mohan did not enter the camp, and as soon as the horse's head turned, he galloped to the northeast.

The south and west sides of the capital are high mountains, and the north is surrounded by large rivers.

It's the middle of winter, and the river is frozen, so you can cross the horse directly.

After crossing the river, there is a much flatter and broader North China Plain.

As long as 20,000 cavalry run, Hoho!

"General, the people at the North Gate have moved." A fast horse came down from the north and shouted at Qin Mohan: "There are a total of 40,000 people, forming a blocking phalanx to come this way." ”

The corners of Qin Mohan's lips hooked slightly, the spear was raised, and said, "Sharp cone submachine gun formation, don't use firearms, let's just crush it!" ”

"Yes!" The guards in the back shouted in response, taking their hands off the firearms, holding the reins in one hand and pointing their spears forward with the other.

The formation swayed, forming a sharp cone formation with Qin Mohan as the tip and the three people behind it.

Qin Mohan let out a soft snort, and the horse galloped out at a rapid speed, leading the team behind like thunder arrows, and rushed straight towards the open land outside the east gate.

The Gyeonggi camp outside the north gate is not far from the capital, it is in the northeast, and it is only thirty miles away from the camp at the east gate.

But in the middle of the mountain land known as the ghost forest.

If you want to take a shortcut, you have to cut straight into the open area outside the east gate.

The soldiers of the Gyeonggi Battalion were only told to prepare at noon, and in the afternoon they shouted to set out as a whole army to intercept the Northwest Army.

It is said that the general rebelled!

Within a few days of entering the barracks, Wuyang Boshizi participated in such a big operation, and he was a little apprehensive.

But everyone else moved, so he naturally couldn't resist the order, so he took his direct soldiers (Jia Ding Transformation) and ran ahead of the team.

Looking at the battle of those people around him, Wuyang Bo Shizi felt empty in his heart.

Since its establishment, the Gyeonggi battalion has not fought any battles.

The only time he went out was the rebellion of the three kings in the capital three years ago, and he was taken by An Guogong to wander outside the city for a while, and before he entered the city, the palace was occupied by the Northwest Army.

Such a safe and well-paid place, except for those who want to enter the capital, ordinary soldiers, when the recruits are assigned, they also have to break their heads.

Therefore, there are many people from good families in Gyeonggi Daying.

(Of course, there are also poor soldiers, after all, many things in the barracks are to be done, but those soldiers were taken away by Fu Fu)

Among them, the Chinese army camp at the north gate has the most such people because of the best conditions and the fastest promotion.

One by one, they are all fat and naïve.

After running for a few miles, he took his breath and changed from running to walking.

The team of 40,000 people was stunned that none of them could walk neatly.

"Shizi, if you want to make a meritorious contribution this time, the old lady will definitely be happy." The little maid's personal guard approached Wuyang Bo Shizi and said in a low voice.

Rebellion!

This Northwest General is only 20,000 people, and I heard that there are still some remnants of soldiers who have neither ability nor morale, but they have dispatched nearly 100,000 people (as the people above said), and this credit is waiting to be picked up.

They don't have to step forward and fight hard, steal a few to stab a few, and they can earn credit.

In this way, the prince will have face when he goes back, and they will be able to get more rewards.

"Idiot!" Wuyang Bo Shizi glared angrily at his own little guys, looked around, and glanced at his little guys (personal guards).

Stealthily, moving out of the middle of the queue.

The large group was already walking in a messy way, and they were panting and moving outside, but no one noticed.

It didn't take long for him to be moved to the edge of the line by Wuyang Boshizi, and he almost ran against the city wall.

"Shizi, isn't it okay for us to do this? Didn't Uncle say that in the middle of the team, there are more ways to live where there are many people? The little guy was a little puzzled.

"You know the! Your master and I don't have other skills, but we still have the ability to look at people. Wuyang Boshizi glared at the little guy.

He's been drinking the wine!

Whether it's the guards in the Dingguo Mansion, the guards pretending to be soldiers, the subordinates pretending to be soldiers, or the persuaders pretending to be drinkers, oh, these are officials.

One by one, they were smiling and beaming with joy on their faces, and they all exuded a murderous aura.

Not to mention the checkpoints that General Zhenbei passed.

Others only saw that General Zhenbei was powerful, but what he thought was that the guy who could come up with those tricks could definitely not be a remnant soldier!

Besides, they said that the general rebelled, and he believed it?

He's not a pig!

The current emperor attaches great importance to the general, and the general is stupid as a pig, so he rebelled with 20,000 people!

Ah, if you don't have the Gyeonggi camp today, you can win.

Or......

No, it's not safe to go to the side, you have to think of an escape!

Uncle Wuyang was looking around with his little bucket eyes, and he heard a sound like the earth moving in the distance.

That is, the horses are trampling on the earth, and every sound seems to be a sound in the heart.

Wuyang Boshizi's heart trembled, and it happened that there was a small mountain bag made of garbage in front of him, and he used the spear in his hand as a crutch, and he climbed the small mountain bag.

The mountain bag was only a few meters high, but at that height, he could clearly see the cavalry battle formation rushing up from under the clearing.

It was, a red torrent like a blood-dripping blade.

Led by the man in front of him who seemed to have a flash, he rushed in at a distance from the range of the bow and arrow of the wall, and scattered into the infantry scattered throughout the clearing.

The soldiers who had come before did not even come back to their senses, and they were wheeled by the man's spear.

This was followed by more spear apertures.

Like a scythe mowing grass, the spiky battle array cut through a field of blood and rushed through the crowd.

The weapons and armor of the soldiers of the Gyeonggi battalion were scattered like pieces of paper under the iron hooves and spears, and then they turned blood red all over the place.

Wuyang Boshizi's body trembled, the spear in his hand had already fallen, and his legs and feet were so weak that he couldn't stand, so he could only lie on the garbage heap.

Look at the knight who is like a god descending, no, death descending, with a group of death.

That's it, going forward, unscrupulous, and even disdainful of killing for a second time.

In the lamb-like Gyeonggi Chinese infantry battle formation, a blood-red line was cut, leaving dead corpses all over the ground.

Rushed straight to the side of the river.

It was a battle that shocked the soldiers on the city wall, and many people peed their pants directly.

It was a war in which there was a huge disparity in numbers, but it was fought with a handful of one-sided slaughter.

It was a battle that made the soldiers on the city wall, and the common people and officials who ran up to see the excitement, have nightmares for many days.

That was the first time that the Rakshasa Emperor Qin Mohan had left an indelible trace in the hearts of the people of the capital.

Nearly 10,000 people were killed and wounded in the Gyeonggi Central Army camp.

The Flying Eagle Army, there were no casualties.