Seeing that the other party had withstood the most violent charge, the nine dragons couldn't help but sigh. However, he still did not relax, mobilized the 1,000 main forces behind the formation, closely monitored the battle in the front, and waited for an opportunity to move.

Following behind the five hundred Zhao battalion soldiers was the one hundred cavalry of Feijie's right battalion. They urged their horses around the rear of Zhao's soldiers and turned into the gap between the northern and central bandits.

The nine dragons, who had already suffered a loss, would not be fooled again, and he hurriedly dispatched the thousand elites who had been prepared there, guarding against the flanks in the front, scattering arrows, and occasionally a few dark guns. With such stubborn resistance, the 100 cavalry of Feijie's right battalion had no chance to take advantage of it, and they were afraid that the thieves in the middle and north would attack, so they should retreat at the opportunity.

The nine dragons were engrossed in the movements of the officers and cavalry, but they ignored the battle situation of the men and horses in front of them for a while. At this time, although the soldiers of the Zhao Battalion Training Battalion were few enemies, with relatively excellent cooperation and sophisticated armor, they were stunned to fight against thieves four times their size. Not only that, but they didn't even close the perimeter of the battle because of the small number of people, but gradually spread out the battle line in a semicircle. The thieves who were fighting had already received orders from the nine dragons, and those who took a step back would be killed, so they all used their strength to fight. However, their training and equipment were really rudimentary, and the local disadvantage of a thief being surrounded by two or three Zhao battalion soldiers, as well as the situation of hitting the Zhao battalion soldiers only to be killed because they were defended by the opponent's cotton armor, were common in the battle at the front of the seemingly chaotic northern road.

Such an asymmetrical battle could initially be stalemate with the desperate and numerical superiority of the thieves, but when the thieves lost their strength and the death toll continued to rise, the situation gradually began to develop in favor of the officers and soldiers.

The nine dragons looked anxious, but they couldn't rashly send the thousand elites who were their own deterrents. These 1,000 men and horses supported the wings of the 2,000 men in front, making the cavalry of the officers and soldiers who had been swaying around the perimeter invulnerable. If they were to be twitched and the cavalry swept into the front, God knows what would have happened to the cannon fodder that had been brought in. A total of 600 officers and soldiers have counterbalanced five times their opponents, and the seemingly incredible scene has really appeared in the western suburbs of Suizhou.

For this scene, Wang Laixing and Fan Juan were expected, and they did not feel anything unusual. However, they were not easy at the moment, Wang Laixing could feel how nervous the middle-aged official beside him was at this time. Those 500 Zhao battalion soldiers were also mortal bodies, if the situation could not develop further as they predicted, once they were exhausted, they would inevitably suffer heavy casualties in the battle.

Wang Laixing and Fan Ju'an in the city were in a hurry, and the nine dragons in the city were even more anxious.

Seeing that the men and horses in front of him could not take down the opponent with several times the numerical advantage, he really couldn't bear it anymore and was eager to put his elite into battle as soon as possible. However, the 100-strong officers and cavalry were scattered like ghosts, always circling the north road, and their fierce attitude was like a vicious wolf that preyed on in winter, as if they were only waiting for the time to be ripe to show their hideous fangs.

In a hurry, he thought of Zhang Fatzi in the middle lane. His big guy hasn't moved yet.

"Grandma, Lao Tzu is playing with his life here, but you are watching the show over there, how can it be reasonable!"

Soon, Zhang Fatzi received a request for assistance from the nine dragons.

The situation on the side of the nine dragons, Zhang Fatzi also saw it, he was lively, thinking that the other party's situation was not so unbearable, at least he could hold on for a while. In fact, he was happy to see the nine dragons fighting with the officers and soldiers. After all, under Monk Wang, he and the nine dragons are the two oldest qualified. Weakening competitors by the hands of officers and soldiers to make their family dominant, why not do this kind of business without capital? If you want to do it, you can make it a charcoal in the snow, so that the good brothers are happy and convinced, the nine dragons are really on the verge of collapse, and he will come out in time.

With the idea of waiting a little longer, he sent away the messenger of the nine dragons and continued to watch from the wall.

The nine dragons didn't wait for reinforcements, they scolded Zhang Fatzi, and stayed up for a while, they really felt that they couldn't do it anymore, and wanted to send someone to Zhang Fatzi again. However, a small leader of one of his subordinates, who usually has cronies, proposed: "Zhang Fatzi has ill intentions, let's go again, and the result is the same." Why don't you send someone to the big palm plate to make an emergency? The big palm ordered that Zhang Fatzi would not dare to delay! ”

Sure enough, as soon as Monk Wang's order reached Zhang Fatzi's array, Zhang Fatzi began to hurriedly transfer troops. In the final analysis, he is just a little guy who only wants to protect himself, and he doesn't dare to blatantly slack off under the nose of Monk Wang. Therefore, as soon as he heard the news that Monk Wang was very dissatisfied with the situation, it was difficult to sit firmly in Diaoyutai.

Due to Zhang Fatzi's order, 2,000 thieves in the front of the Chinese army began to support the north road, and at the same time, in order to effectively attract the soldiers who had already attacked, the remaining 2,000 thieves in the middle also began to tilt to the north. The gap between the central and southern bandits was opened, and at the end a gap similar to a triangle was formed.

The adjustment of thousands of thieves was all seen by Wang Laixing and Fan Juan. Zhang Fatzi's move is in the hands of the official army. Wang Laixing and Fan Juan glanced at each other, without the slightest hesitation, and immediately sent an order to the Guangwenlu Department, which had been waiting at the city gate for a long time.

Guangwenlu was originally subordinate to the Qihun Battalion, but in several battalion personnel transfers, it was transferred from the field army system to the Tuntian Army. Originally, several battalions of the field army often fought, and it was easy to make meritorious contributions and have a better future, but for Guang Wenlu, leaving the field system won a new opportunity. He was matched by Luo Wei, and was able to learn some literature and ink from Lu Zhongheng, the master of Tuntian, the former camp of Tuntian, who saw that he was studious, diligent and bright, and then he simply accepted him as an apprentice and taught him carefully.

Lu Zhongheng, who was the actual leader of the former battalion of Tuntian, naturally set his sights on Guang Wenlu and personally recommended Guang Wenlu to Wang Laixing. Guang Wenlu is no more than a deputy sentinel in the Qihun army, Wang Laixing wants someone, Guo Ruke asked Guang Wenlu himself for advice, and he also let people go.

Guang Wenlu himself actually thinks very little about himself. He has a pure heart, and since he was called by the teacher, there is no reason to disallow it, and secondly, he also has the intention of taking care of his disabled brother Luo Wei nearby. After arriving at the training camp, he was promoted to a sentry officer in the battalion and was cared for by many parties, which was a change of heaven and earth compared to the obscurity in the Qihun camp. Although it was Eloway who had warned him not to abandon his future for personal reasons, he didn't have much to say at this time.

This time, Wang Laixing led 1,000 people from the training battalion to the expedition, and as an officer in the battalion with several major war experiences, he also went with the expedition. Previously, Liu Shijun had already led 500 soldiers to fight in the thief formation, attracting most of the attention of the thieves, and his 300 soldiers also unknowingly pierced through the slit of the city gate that was quietly opened, and had been waiting under the city for a long time.

After receiving the order, Guang Wenlu quickly divided his subordinate soldiers into three units and three teams of 100 people each. A team of Wangbei Road went to support Liu Shijun; The second team himself went into battle and went to assault the middle lane thieves who had already changed formations; The three teams inserted diagonally into the vacuum zone between the thieves on the middle and south roads, directly bypassing the antlers in front of the south road, and went straight into the thieves' array. And Zhao Yingfeijie's right battalion horse army, which had been deterring thieves on the north road earlier, also began to make a rapid detour to the south at this time.

Zhang Fatzi was shocked when he found out about the movements of the official army. I wanted to send more troops and horses to fill the gap in the upper south, but it was too late. One hundred soldiers of the Zhao battalion slaughtered like young tigers out of the forest, forming a half-moon-shaped line, and resisted the middle road thieves who tried to reinforce to the south. At the beginning, Zhang Fatzi took advantage of the fact that the Zhao battalion had not yet arrived, and infiltrated some troops, but they were quickly intercepted by the Zhao battalion horse army who arrived in time - in the face of the Zhao battalion cavalry coming and going, although Zhang Fatzi also had some horse troops in the army, but they were not opponents at all, and could only dismount and mix with the foot soldiers - this part of the thieves quickly retreated back into the large army.

Against the soldiers of the Zhao Battalion who rushed up desperately, the front part of the thieves who were all remotely configured on the south road obviously did not have the confidence of hand-to-hand combat. After a few rounds of arrows, he hurriedly retreated. The arrows that could not form a high-density blow obviously could not stop the high-spirited soldiers of the Zhao battalion from advancing. Before many thieves and crossbowmen could escape, they were buried under the chaotic knives of officers and soldiers.

The thousands of thieves who were originally on standby behind the battle were rushed to the front line to resist the attack of the soldiers of the Zhao battalion. But when they saw the soldiers in the front line who had heard the wind and left, their fighting spirit had been reduced by half. Even though their numbers were more than ten times that of the officers and soldiers, they did not have the courage to take another step forward.

When it was, the war drums in the western suburbs of Suizhou rang in unison, and the sound of weapons clinking was endless, like a pearl falling on a jade plate. Both sides have already done their best, insisting on waiting for the moment when the other party can't hold on.

"Resist, resist!"

The thieves on the north road did not attack Liu Shijun's 500 soldiers in time, and at this time, there were 100 Zhao Ying's fresh troops that followed into the battle formation, and the front thieves were stalled, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. The nine dragons saw it in their eyes and were anxious in their hearts. He looked at the middle road, only to see that the middle road was crowded with people and blades dancing, and Zhang Fatzi's department had already fought with the official army, how could he have time to support himself?

Better do it than wish it done. In despair, the nine dragons settled down. In order not to further aggravate the situation, he quickly urged a thousand reserves, which had been waiting for a long time, to join the battle at the front.

Guang Wenlu led the crowd to continuously attack the encirclement of the thieves in the middle of Zhang Fatzi's department, which greatly weakened the threat in the rear of Liu Shijun's department. This made the pressure on Liu Shijun's department suddenly decrease. At this point in the fighting, dozens of them have been killed and wounded. But the reinforcements have arrived, and the little retreat that was originally born has also disappeared.

Although Guang Wenlu is not particularly strong, he has strong muscles and bones, and is tough and tough. He was dressed in a very heavy foot armor, armed with a broad-faced machete, and with two short axes and a strong bow hanging from his waist, he bared his teeth and glared, and rushed forward. Although the iron piece of foot armor made him feel tight, it did give him a big advantage in this kind of melee. The slashing spears of a thief could not do any damage to him at all, and he was able to avoid those powerful attacks in time with his nimble body. So in the middle of a breath, two thieves had already died under his sword.

The bravery of the sentry officer inspired the soldiers of the Zhao Battalion on the North Road to kill the enemy. They surrounded Liu Shijun while shouting "kill thieves", and rushed forward layer by layer. The original 2,000 thieves have now suffered many casualties, and the already impenetrable system has almost all been disrupted, and they can only rely on fighting for their last breath.

With the arrival of a thousand thieves in the rear, the thieves in the front were a little relieved. The two merged into one and continued to fight with the officers and soldiers. Even Liu Shijun was amazed by the thief's unprecedented fighting intention, and he knew better in his heart that this battle would never allow his side to be the slightest cowardly.