Zhang Xianye didn't say a word.

Bu An gushed endlessly, as if he didn't say much, and he was sorry for his nickname of "iron teeth and copper teeth".

"Don't hide it from General Zhang, the chicken leg in my hand and the city behind me are all bait! Now you already know that this is bait, what can you do?!"

Zhang Xianye didn't say anything, and now, he has nothing to say.

The scholar's meaning is very straightforward, this is to complete the battle. But he was right, even if he knew that this was a bait, in addition to taking this city, did Zhangzhou Xuanqi still have a choice?

The remnants of the soldiers behind him no longer need his mobilization. There are no words that can be more vivid and specific than the roast chicken that the scholar wantonly tore.

Zhang Xianye was just waiting, waiting for the remnants to gather over.

The scholar seemed to have given him enough time to give the order to attack before he could gain a foothold.

Zhang Xianye thought about whether to avoid these villagers, change directions, and attack the city from another city gate.

But he also felt that with the character of this scholar, the rest of the city gates must also be arranged. Rather than rushing with this remnant army on the verge of collapse, it is better to fight quickly on the spot.

Seeing so many of his subordinates die in the mountains for no reason, at this time, he wants to fight more than anyone else.

The remnants of the soldiers gradually gathered, gathered in front of the city gate, the six-character phalanx, and became more and more loose, Zhang Xianye had no doubt that if the city gate was open, those villagers with hoes would have already made a mess and rushed to flee into the city.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a drum sounded, and Zhang Xianye found out at this time that a big drum had been erected on the city wall directly above the city gate.

"Boom!"

Another bang. The man who beats the drum has a lot of strength.

Zhang Xianye has good eyesight, and can even see clearly, the man has his head sideways, and his eyes are only staring in one direction, like a blind man.

"Boom!"

"Zhang Xianye! You colluded with the Moon Worship Cult! Murdered the people! Do you think this Qimin Dao is really the world of your Zhang family?"

"Boom!"

"Today, the people beat the drums, not to cry out for grievances, but to take the head of your neck!"

"Boom!"

Zhang Xianye was a little irritated when he heard this, raised his longbow, raised his hand and shot two arrows at the city.

One arrow was directed at the scholar, and the other at the drum, but both arrows were pushed away before they could be shot.

Zhang Xianye seemed to expect that these two arrows would definitely fail, so he changed his sword in his hand, raised his head and shouted: "Let your tongue be as clever as a spring, I will only ask one sentence! Do you dare to fight with me?!"

He thought that the scholar would definitely say, "This is the courage of a horseman", but he didn't expect him to reply, "Why not".

I saw that the scholar jumped down, jumped off the city more than two feet high, and fell into the crowd of villagers, and there was a boy who looked like a scholar behind him, calling "Childe", and jumped down with him.

At this moment, not only did Zhang Xianye not expect it, but all the people of the Seven Divisions who stayed in the city were also stunned. Qingshan's complexion changed dramatically.

However, everyone had already received Bu'an's orders and was easily not allowed to come down.

At this time, I saw him taking the lead, pointing his long sword at the sky, rushing out of the Dingmin military array like a madman, shouting: "Follow me to kill the thief!"

The drums at the head of the city suddenly intensified, but there were very few recruits of the Dingmin army who rushed out behind him.

Where can Bu'an manage this, dozens of zhang away, under his full gallop, just a few breaths.

Su Su followed, shouting as she ran: "Childe be careful!"

Zhang Xianye was stunned for a while, he didn't expect this scholar to be so young, but his cultivation was not shallow, just looking at his momentum, it was clear at a glance.

The soldiers around him had already come out of the crowd, and more than a dozen people drew their bright scimitars and silently greeted the scholar.

The sky-high sword in the scholar's hand actually slashed forward, obviously the sword move was mediocre, but it was like thunder, and a head soared into the sky!

The sword momentum was never stopped, and it was another unreasonable sweep, and one of the personal soldiers who rushed to the front was actually split in two by the waist!

Zhang Xianye's scalp was numb when he saw it, how could he have seen such an unreasonable Confucian scholar and such an unreasonable swordsmanship.

Above the city, someone was already exclaiming: "Column lacks swordsmanship! Bu Ye's column lacks swordsmanship!

The Dingmin army under the city began to move. There was still some hesitation, but it was clear that people were crowding people, and the rear army was pushing the front army, moving slowly.

Zhang Xianye suspected that he had misheard, how could the long-lost swordsmanship suddenly be used by this scholar?!

However, there was almost no lag in the long sword in front of him, and the scholar pounced on the sheep like a tiger, reaping four lives in succession, until his long sword broke in two in a sword collision.

Bu'an was castrated, and a fist slammed into the chest of the soldier in front of him, and the fist came out through the chest! Blood splashed Zhang Xianye's face!

"Kill the thief with me!!"

After a breath, the sound of "killing thieves" has been endless!

The Dingmin army ran, and the sickle and hoe hanging on the ground were already held high above their heads.

The sound of the drums in the city is more and more encrypted!

The Dingmin New Army, which was the first to go out with Bu'an, was running head-on into Zhangzhou Xuanqi at this time, and they were all in a different place with only one face.

Yet, the Dingmin army still ran forward! Running towards the army that had made them famous!

The array that had been set up in advance had long been chaotic, but it could not stop the trend of progress. The slightest hesitation in someone's pace will be squeezed by the crowd rushing behind them and trampled under their feet.

Sharpened hoes, sickles, and rarely seen swords, all held high, in the winter midday sun, as if the water of the Kowloon River was surging over.

"Kill the thief!" Bu An threw the soldier who penetrated his chest and spine towards Zhang Xianye, and the flash of knife light around him was about to sweep him, and a terrible scream sounded, and the person who swung the knife had been beaten a few feet away by Su Su's punch.

More than a dozen pro-soldiers only blocked for a few breaths, and then the elite soldiers of the Xuancai who rushed up suddenly stopped between Bu'an and Zhang Xianye.

The two figures, one tall and one short, continued to move forward with unstoppable momentum, and occasionally flashed the figure of a woman with long hair scattered, and her shot was even more ruthless than these two.

Zhang Xianye rushed forward with a sword, but was shouted by the soldiers beside him, "The general can't do it", and he was stubbornly entangled and retreated.

At this moment, the scholar was suddenly slashed by a scimitar that was not fast and not strong!

He fell to the ground, but he still staggered to his feet, staggered forward, raised his broken sword, and shouted: "Kill the thief, kill the thief, and kill the thief with me!"

The scholar beside him exclaimed, "Childe", and the protector was anxious, and immediately blocked in front of him and repelled several people one after another.

The advancing Dingmin army was already in a state of madness, and the continuous sound of "killing thieves" was like a cry and a cry of sorrow! The momentum of advance was unstoppable!

Look at the scholar again, he was seriously injured, and when life and death were unpredictable, he was held in his arms by his scholar, and he even held up the broken sword, and shouted bitterly: "Kill the thief!

At this moment, the main force of the Dingmin army collided with the Zhangzhou Xuancai, and with flesh and blood, the momentum of the cultivators was suppressed.

As if the fear of death was gone, countless people went over the corpses of their colleagues to kill thieves, with hoes, with scythes, with fists or feet, with nails or teeth!

Zhang Xianye never thought that even if he saw it with his own eyes at this moment, he couldn't believe that a group of villagers would burst out with such terrifying power.

How did he know that the battle in front of him was just for Zhangzhou Xuanqi to survive, and what they were facing was the hatred of thousands of broken families who killed their wives and burned their children, and the bitter hatred of wanting to drink their blood and eat their flesh.

In the earth-shattering drums, there was a faint sound of the piano like gold and stone, and in the midst of a fighting scream, there was a woman stroking the piano and singing, the song was melodious and sad, but it clearly carried the courage and determination to move forward.

"The smoke is billowing and singing heroes, and the green mountains on all sides listen to the ......"

In the midst of the song, dozens or hundreds of people fell from the city and killed on this front.

On the flesh-and-blood front, there are not many elite soldiers left under Zhang Xianye's account, and the Dingmin army is imposing!

The song grew louder and louder.

“...... The sword qi swallows the tiger and the leopard, and the country enters the formation for thousands of miles......"

Six flags of different colors were suddenly hung on the head of the city, and a huge "seven" character was clearly embroidered on them.

......

Zhang Xianye couldn't remember how many people he had killed, maybe thirty, maybe fifty or sixty.

What do the six flags mean?

He lay in a pool of blood, the sunlight and the dazzling sky shining through the chaotic shadows.

The sound of fighting in his ears gradually became softer, and the last picture that flashed in his mind was that his father, who still had black hair, was laughing, and while laughing, he lifted the abandoned son on the chessboard in front of his brother and threw it aside.

This day is the first day of the first month of the third year of Longxing.

There is no more Zhangzhou Xuanqi in the world, but there is a new army, and the military name is Dingmin.

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