Dong Zhuang was lying in the grass, and his body was also covered with a layer of thatch, he is now the commander of the third division of the new First Army, and he is the first batch of new First Army to enter the Qi State. Zhang Hongyu fulfilled the promise he made when he pry Dong Zhuang to go to the new First Army.

Dong Zhuang's third division entered the territory of Qi State, and did not fly the banner of the new First Army, but mixed with Meng Chong's Southern Group Army to enter, after arriving at the destination, and then quietly lurked, Dong Zhuang is now lurking in Lingshan, there is a road under the mountain, from Jimo to Jucheng, and a little farther away from this road, is the Mengsha River.

Dong Zhuang is here to ambush the Qi * team that went from Jimo to aid Jucheng.

Dong Zhuang has a bitter hatred for the Qi * team under the command of Tian Fucheng, it is they who invaded Tianhe, and it is also they who kill, injured and looted in Tianhe County, and do all kinds of evil, that caused the tragedy of their own family.

"Kill all these beasts!" He said to himself fiercely in his heart, but his hand gently stroked a divine crossbow beside him, this thing is powerful, one launch, can shoot hundreds of crossbow arrows at the same time, when the enemy is densely formed on the opposite side, it is simply a supreme weapon.

"Division Commander, the news tree on the top of the mountain has fallen!" A guard ran over and said to Dong Zhuang.

Dong Zhuang suddenly perked up, "Finally waiting for them, Lao Tzu has been nesting here for several days, and I thought they wouldn't come. Command all departments, listen to my orders, and not attack at will."

"Understood!"

Cheng Siwei never thought that the seemingly flat avenue in front of him had already been in danger, and the Han army that entered the Qi State was all besieging Qu in Jucheng, and now he had not left the territory of Jimo, so he would never have thought that there was already a Han * team lurking here, quietly waiting for his arrival.

With the cavalry as the lead, the whole army was divided into three sections, and the military baggage and grain and grass were placed in the middle army, which was also the safest way to march.

Dong Zhuang squinted his eyes and watched the cavalry under the mountain slowly pass by, his hand slowly buckled the board machine of the Shenji crossbow, and his target was the Qi State foot soldiers in the middle of the neat formation.

"Let's go!" He roared, his fingers hooked violently, the whole body of the divine crossbow trembled violently, and a burst of thunder sounds sounded, like meteors shooting from above the mountain city to the Qi * team on the avenue below the mountain.

At the moment when Dong Zhuang shot, the sound of a loud military horn sounded on the Ling Mountain, and countless crossbow arrows shot down from the hillside like a torrential rain, and the Qi army, which was caught off guard, was suddenly attacked, and was immediately shot to the ground in rows like cutting leeks.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" The sound of exclamations came and went, and Cheng Siwei looked up at the hillside, where rows of Han * teams in navy blue military uniforms had already stood up. A big flag was raised, and a loud bang was waving in the wind, looking at the number of the newly formed First Army, Cheng Siwei's face had become iron-blue.

After the rain of feather arrows, there were countless boulders that rumbled down, these boulders fell on the mountain road, smashed the carriage that hauled the army's baggage grain, and piled up layer by layer on the mountain road, the cavalry at the front was blocked by the boulders, and could only go uphill to return to help, and the whole team that pulled the long dragon was already in chaos at this time.

"Order the whole army to retreat to the Mengsha River!" Cheng Siwei immediately made a decision and gave the order for the whole army to retreat to the Mengsha River, at this time, whether it was forward or backward, it was impossible to get out of the way, and retreating to the Mengsha River behind him seemed to be an absolute, but the wide sandy beach was conducive to him to regroup his troops and fight to the death with the enemy.

It can be said that this is the only correct path that Cheng Siwei can choose at present.

"The son of a bitch is really smart!" Dong Zhuang stood up, drew his saber, and shouted: "The whole army will attack and drive the enemy down the river."

On the top of Lingshan, rows of Han soldiers stood up from their hiding places and ran towards the bottom of the mountain.

When Dong Zhuang chased to the Mengsha River, Cheng Sihe had already taken the remaining soldiers with their backs to the Mengsha River and lined up in several phalanxes.

"Crossbow!" Dong Zhuang shouted.

The Shenji crossbow was still on the mountain at this time and did not come down, but the soldiers still had the arm crossbow in their hands, with Dong Zhuang's roar, several rows of soldiers raised the arm crossbow in their hands at the same time, the buzzing sound was endless, and the crossbow arrows of the arm crossbow rushed into the sky and shot towards the Qi army on the opposite side.

One shield after another was raised by the Qi soldiers, and in the clanging sound, most of the crossbow arrows were blocked by the shields, and a few crossbow arrows drilled through the gaps in the shields, shooting these unlucky soldiers to the ground.

The two armies slowly approached each other as the archers fired. It's like two aggressive bulls, glaring at each other with red eyes, both about to cut each other off the knife.

Dong Zhuang walked at the front of the team, the Mo knife in his hand was raised high, in his eyes, what flashed at this moment was his messy home, his younger brothers and sisters whose life and death were unknown, his mother who was blind from crying, and his father who was so tired that he was bent over.

"Kill!" He roared wildly, jumped up, and hovered the Mo knife in his hand, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and pounced directly into the crowd of the other party.

The sands of the Monsa River were filled with soldiers from both sides who had been strangled together, and from time to time someone fell on the sand and could no longer get up. After fighting for a long time, Cheng Siwei had to painfully realize that his soldiers were not opponents of the Han army at all in this kind of frontal hand-to-hand combat. The Han soldiers are well-trained, in this kind of chaotic war, they can always skillfully form a situation of fighting more and less in a very small range, covering each other, and absolutely trust each other, and this, in the Qi army is simply not possible, this requires a long period of rigorous training to achieve, the personal bravery of the Qi soldiers is not inferior to the opposite Han soldiers, but the problem is that they often have to face several Han soldiers, some of these Han soldiers are specialized in defense, some are specialized in blocking, and some are specialized in killing, And if you turn one direction and change another enemy, their roles can be reversed immediately.

Their own team was already slowly pressing towards the Mengsha River behind them.

Jimo, when Cheng Siwei fell into a bitter battle and was in danger, at the beginning of the attack, the messenger he sent rushed into Jimo City on a fast horse, "General Cheng was attacked in Lingshan, send reinforcements quickly!" When the knight had said this, the man fell from his horse with a thud, and his horse fell to the ground almost at the same time.

"Bastard!" Tian Fucheng, who got the bad news, was furious and looked at Wang Pei in front of him, "I said that I can't go to the rescue of Jucheng, you and Cheng Siwei are going together, the Han army has already laid a trap, what should I do now, you say, what should I do?"

Wang Pei's face was also extremely solemn, "Second son, now is not the time to hold him accountable, we must immediately send troops to rescue General Cheng Siwei."

"Can it still be saved? Is it too late?" Tian Fucheng's voice was hoarse, Cheng Siwei was one of the key generals under him, if he didn't save it, he was afraid that the generals under him would not agree.

"Whether we can save it or not, we have to save it." Wang Pei said in a low voice. Even if the army can't be saved, General Cheng Siwei must be rescued."

"There you go!" Tian Fucheng waved his hand, and suddenly there was a feeling that the end was coming.

Cheng Siwei did not hold out until Wang Pei came to the rescue, his army was defeated by Dong Zhuang's new Third Division of the First Army in the Mengsha River, Cheng Siwei was under the protection of the guards, and the wolf bèi swam across the Mengsha River, and the entire river was full of rolling heads of Qi troops swimming across the river to escape, looking at this spectacular scene, Dong Zhuang did not have the mind to kill them all, and the previous resentment in his heart dissipated a lot on the battlefield just now.

"Assemble the team, go to Jimo City, and advance!" Dong Zhuang said.

When Wang Pei's rescue team had just advanced to Mashan, the news of the annihilation of Cheng Siwei's entire army had already arrived, Wang Pei had no time to be sentimental, and quickly ordered the army to seize Mashan and establish a defensive line, he believed that the Han army would soon rush to his front.

Wang Pei expected that the score was exactly right, he had just gone to Mashan, and Dong Zhuang's third division had already come at a gallop, so he launched a new round of attack on Mashan.

The battle lasted until late at night, Dong Zhuang was unable to capture Mashan, and Wang Pei launched counterattacks many times, but he could not shake the camp of the Third Division, and the two sides were at a stalemate here.

At this time, the other two armies of the new First Army were rapidly approaching Jimo, which was the first and second divisions led by Cui Chengxiu and Gao Chengdong, and their task was to attack Jimo and take Jimo as quickly as possible under the condition that Dong Zhuang contained a large number of enemy troops.

When 20,000 Han soldiers appeared outside Jimo City like divine soldiers, Tian Fucheng felt that the sky was about to fall, his subordinates, now the strength is pitiful, Cheng Siwei's department was defeated, Wang Pei took away another part of the people, and now in his hands, there are less than 10,000 people, how can he hold Jimo?

Wang Pei did not hold out for long in Mashan, and when Cui Chengxiu took the first division to reinforce Dong Zhuang, Wang Pei could no longer resist, and after Cheng Siwei, his troops were also defeated.

When the flags of Wang Pei and Wang Pei appeared under Jimo City, the entire Jimo City was silent, and the city had completely lost the courage to resist.

"Attack!" Cui Chengxiu was in high spirits, the saber in his hand was raised high, and fell suddenly, tens of thousands of Han soldiers made a shocking shout, pushing the siege car, Meng Chong car, carrying the ladder, rushing to the city wall of Jimo, and at this time, Tian Fucheng, the master of Jimo, did not appear on the city head to organize the battle, Xu already knew that his end was coming, Tian Fucheng was in the main hall, and he actually changed into the clothes of the king of Qi, and sat on the throne in the main hall, listening to the shouting and killing sound that was approaching outside.

Jimo City was easily captured by the Han army almost without resistance.

"Second son!" Cao Jin ran into the hall in a panic, just shouted, like a rooster choked by the neck, he couldn't say any more, although the second son of Tian was sitting on the throne in full costume, but the black blood that kept gushing out from the corners of his mouth made Cao Jin's eyes full of blood. (To be continued)