This war brought disaster to the whole of southern Xinjiang, but it was an opportunity for some blood-sucking capitalists to make a fortune.

In just over a dozen days, the money village in southern Xinjiang gave out a loan of nearly 300,000 taels of silver, and although the interest rate was frighteningly high, all ethnic groups still flocked to it.

There is no way, the war has to eat, consumption, this is a money-burning game, hot-headed they gamble everything they have, hoping to get greater benefits in the end.

But there is a vicious wolf who has been watching this absurd dispute, and if there is an excuse, he will pounce on it and bite off a large piece of meat.

The excuse came so appropriately, and the timing was so accurate.

A loan from the Dong people to the southern Xinjiang money village expired, but it was not returned as scheduled, and when the people of the southern Xinjiang money village went to collect the collateral, the Dong soldiers brazenly detained the people of the money village.

At this point, the divine envoy officially announced that the Dong and Dai were the initiators of this war, and they were demons who created this bloody war in southern Xinjiang and renounced the belief in the witch god.

The kind-hearted witch god did not want to see his followers live in dire straits, and in order to end this unnecessary war as soon as possible, Xu Fusheng decided to officially support the Qiang side.

As soon as the crusade was announced, the law enforcement team of the Commercial and Financial Bureau, which had long been ready to go, and the guards of the divine envoy began to be officially dispatched.

The first stop of the large army was a small city in the Dong mountains, and the law enforcement team of nearly 10,000 people had to assist the Qiang people in defending this small city and gaining time for the frontal battlefield.

As for the green shirts, they have been sent to the core area of the Dong people, waiting for the opportunity to assassinate the opponent's generals and launch bloody revenge.

Maybe it's because the murderous spirit is too heavy, or maybe it's because of the mood, in people's memories, the sky over the battlefield seems to be always full of lead clouds.

Although the battlefield where Xu Fusheng was located at this moment was not the main battlefield of this war, the combined armies of the two sides exceeded 30,000 people.

Although there have been no large-scale battles in the past ten days, there are still more than 3,000 resentful spirits in this land. Of course, as the defender of the city, the losses of the Qiang side were much smaller than those of the other party.

This time, Xu Fusheng's 10,000 law enforcement team was responsible for defending the two small cities on the left flank of the Qiang people, and there were about 20,000 people in the city.

In front of him was a partial army of Dong, Dai and various small tribes, about 30,000 people.

Xu Fusheng is not good at war, and in this war, his main role is to assist in defense and guide public opinion.

Therefore, after he and Wei Zitong led 5,000 law enforcement teams into the city, they began to shrink and let the other party attack the city.

Anyway, they can't capture this small city no matter what, and almost all of Wei Zitong's elite soldiers are in this city, as long as the other party starts to make large siege ordnance or something.

Wei Zitong would take the Southern Xinjiang Guard to make a mess, so the war seemed to be stalemate from the beginning.

Of course, this is only a corner of the war. At this moment, on the frontal battlefield, it is far from being as calm as here.

The Qiang are the most powerful clan in southern Xinjiang, plus they have recently carved up the Yi people, and the wolf soldiers of the Zhuang people are also battle-hardened warriors.

The 60,000 elite troops, under the leadership of the old and strong Danmuji, fought successive victories, defeating the combined forces of the Dong and Dai tribes on the opposite side, 80,000 people.

On the left flank, because of the weakness of the troops, the two small tribes allied with the Qiang were beaten badly, and after a few battles, the loss of troops exceeded 3,000 people. At present, both sides are cowering in the mountains and cannot hold out.

It was a great civil war that was close to parity.

Although the Qiang, Zhuang and Maonan ethnic groups are united, although their strength is strong, their strength is also limited, and they are not capable of completely destroying each other's alliances.

Even if he has this ability, the winner will only be a miserable victory, and within a few days of happiness, he will be directly occupied by the army of the Shengyuan Dynasty in southern Xinjiang.

Therefore, both sides actually have a tacit understanding of how far this war should go.

Much of the outcome of the battle depends on the outcome of the battle on the frontal battlefield, and once the winner is decided, the war will automatically stop.

The main battlefield will return to the southern Xinjiang palace, and the bargaining for compensation, land cession, slaves, and even marriage will replace the fighting of the front-line soldiers.

Although the old patriarch Danmuji was angry at the crown, he was not incompetent, nor did he have the ambition to wipe out the two clans.

Xu Fusheng knew this before the war, so he was leisurely and couldn't hold out in the city, as long as he firmly dragged the opponent's superior forces, he would achieve the strategic purpose of this war, and the money would not be less than him, or even more.

But the strange thing is that on this day, Xu Fusheng and Wei Zitong stood at the head of the city, looking at the armies of the two clans that were gathering and mobilizing in the distance.

However, in the square in the city, the law enforcement team of the Commercial and Financial Bureau has been assembled and is lined up in a neat line, waiting for further orders.

Compared with the elite of the hundred battles trained by Wei Zitong, the queue of the recruit team was much more messy, and the faces of the soldiers were mostly mixed with excitement and fear.

This will be their first time in battle with the enemy, and for the past ten days, most of them have only shot arrows and stones at the head of the city, and have never faced the enemy's sword.

The alliance of the two clans tried to attack the city twice, but they were easily repulsed before they could reach the top of the city.

"Are you ready?" Xu Fusheng asked Wei Zitong with a relaxed face, not at all like he was about to lead his army to face an enemy several times larger.

"Everything is ready, as soon as we leave the city, the eight black-robed wizards who accompany the army will be escorted to the rear, they will have enough time to leave the battlefield. ”

Xu Fusheng looked at the mobilization of the alliance forces of the two clans under the city, and there was a slight hint of nervousness or excitement in his heart, and he said to Wei Zidao: "Do you think there are any flaws in our plan?"

Wei Zitong thought for a while, looked at the defenders at the head of the city, sighed lightly, and said, "Childe, there will be no problem in the implementation of this plan.

And according to your orders, from the beginning of the war, the people of the shadow guard did not make a move from beginning to end. It's just that...... Alas!"

Xu Fusheng smiled and said, "Although we have paid some price now, we will definitely recover it with interest in the future."

What's more, how can there be immortals in war? Zitong, you promised to help me unconditionally.

We don't have the force of Li Xuanba, and we don't have a heroic division who has been in a hundred battles.

Therefore, no matter what means we use, as long as this war can be won, we must let all ethnic groups see the consequences of not paying back the money we owe.

It doesn't matter how many people die, as long as it's not our fighters who die, it doesn't matter. ”

Wei Zitong sighed heavily.

Xu Fusheng's face turned to killing, and a faint murderous aura slowly overflowed from him. He said coldly: "It's time, let's go!"

The sound of an urgent horn sounded from the barracks of the combined Dong and Dai forces!

Surrounded by a group of generals, the commander of the alliance army, Ratoto, looked at the defending army in the distance that was rushing out of the city and arraying.

It seems that Wei Zitong is about to give up the city defense and prepare to fight to the death.

Lattoch had heard something about Wei Zitong, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

But at this moment, the arrow is already on the line, the other side only has 7,000 troops, and his side has nearly 3 times the strength of the other party, if he doesn't dare to fight a decisive battle, he will lose the meaning of this war.

"Tell the order!"

Command.

When the two armies lined up against each other, compared with the 20,000 troops of the Dong and Dai tribes, Wei Zitong's 7,000 people seemed so thin.

After a cursory observation of the enemy's forces, Lattoch immediately found that the 4,000 troops on the opponent's left flank were obviously undertrained, and in the face of such a weak enemy army, Lattoch decided to crush the opponent with dignified tactics.

With the trumpets blaring, three hundred heavily armed knights slowly came to the front of the formation, and behind them were three thousand light horsemen armed with scimitars.

Rattoch glanced at the local army again, and finally waved his hand forward vigorously, and the flag waved.

An extremely burly heavy knight beside him lowered the protective face of his helmet, shouted wildly, rode out, and rushed in front of the heavy knight in a blink of an eye.

The heavily armed knights urged the war horses under their crotches one after another, forming a torrent of steel, rolling towards Xu Fusheng's law enforcement team!

A hundred meters behind them, three thousand light cavalry brandished their swords, shouted loudly in their mouths, and began to gradually accelerate, and by the time they reached the center line of the battlefield, they were already swords and snow, and hooves were like thunder!

Behind the cavalry, 10,000 coalition infantry kept tapping their swords against their shields and began to move forward!

Another 10,000 soldiers formed a neat phalanx and pressed on the 3,000 recruits on the left flank of Xu Fusheng's army.

Looking at the rapidly approaching heavily armored knight, Xu Fusheng's eyes subconsciously narrowed slightly, and asked with a slight smile: "Zitong, look, can we withstand it?"

Wei Zitong smiled indifferently and said, "It's just a matter of spending more money on you." ”

Then he gave a loud order: "Archers, ready, two hundred meters ahead...... Shoot!"

The two thousand archers each drew their bows and arrows shining with blue light from their backs, and when they were given the order, this rain of arrows with an incomparably rich aura of death passed over the heavily armed knights who had rushed to the front of the battle, and fell into the middle of the light cavalry with a roar.

Although the light cavalry of the Dong and Dai tribes were all close to their horses, this rain of arrows landed surprisingly accurately, and the bows and arrows that shone with cold light easily pierced the chain mail of the light cavalry and shot them off their horses.

In just a rain of arrows, more than 200 light cavalry fell from their horses, and they felt a chill in their hearts. These bows and arrows are just too powerful.

Of course, he didn't know that Xu Fusheng had equipped these people with excellent bows and arrows, and the arrows were all coated with poison, as long as they scratched a little skin, they would only die.

And the soldiers in southern Xinjiang have never been accustomed to fighting in heavy armor, which directly leaves more space for the soldiers of the law enforcement team.

The eight hundred warriors of the Nasu tribe, who were like steel fortresses, sneered at the rapidly approaching hoplites with axes in one hand and throwing spears in the other.

With an earth-shattering roar, eight hundred throwing spears with a breathtaking whistling sound flew like thunder and lightning towards the hoplites who were sprinting at full strength twenty meters away!

The heavy cavalry of the two tribes looked at the proud heavy armor as if it were papier-mâché in front of the spears of the terrifying Nasu warriors!

Eight hundred spears greet three hundred heavily armed knights, and almost every hoplite rider will have two or three spears inserted into their bodies, and some of the spears in the hands of masters will penetrate these heavy knights in one fell swoop!

Nahar roared again and strode forward, a flash of cold light on the great axe, cutting down the Coalition general who had dodged the spear throwing and led the charge!

Mayila and other masters of the Nasu tribe also rushed forward, and with a swing of their battle axes, they cut down the more than thirty heavily armed knights who rushed past and threw spears one by one.

At this time, the follow-up light cavalry had already experienced the second wave of arrows, and more than 300 horsemen fell.

But they couldn't contain the team anymore, so they could only speed up and crash into the steel walls built by the warriors of the Nasu tribe!

Boom!

Two torrents of steel finally collided violently!