You must know that as the most orthodox scholar of the Dajing Dynasty, the idea of Zhongjun is so indestructible in the memory of this young scholar of sage books, of course, he is also a proud person, otherwise he would not have resigned after entering high school.

He also wants to do something, and no one who reads is really willing to hibern.

What happened today made him see that hope, if he could help protect the city, and his friends of the same year would tell the heavens about it, it would be a shortcut to the sky.

It's just one reason, and another reason is that he's a good guy.

Yes, a person with a utilitarian heart is not necessarily a bad person, Cheng Zhisheng is a Confucian scholar, with the world in mind, and helping the people, it is one of his dreams, as he said, to Jun Yao Shun, and then make the customs pure.

For the thieves, he understands more deeply than anyone else, it is purely a bandit like a stick called a flower, if they let them break through the city, then what awaits here is a sword and blood. When utilitarianism and belief were combined, Cheng Zhisheng decided that he must keep these thieves out of Shunde Mansion.

But now it seems that these thieves are different from ordinary thieves.

First of all, they were well-organized and well-equipped, and the evil aura wafting from the air made him understand that these thieves were definitely not ordinary rabble, you know, Cheng Zhisheng is also a master who has traveled the world, and he has also seen the appearance of those so-called thieves, such as King He, King Jiuwei, and the teams of these people, he has not seen it.

But there is no team as bloody as the one in front of you.

In Cheng Zhisheng's sudden flash, two words "bloody" Yes, the army in front of him is so bloody.

However, now, there was no room for him to think, and he hurriedly said: "Master Hu, you are here to resist the attack of the thieves, and I will quickly organize the people of Shunde Mansion to come to the city to help in the war." ”

Hu Baochong nodded heavily, he also knew that since the matter was already like this, then there was no way but to follow Cheng Zhisheng to the end, besides, he was also a dignified official and military lord, and he also had an instinctive hatred for thieves.

Fighting, that's it, the madness began to come out.

Blood, blood, blood, drifting all over the ground, just at the beginning, the fight is like a dark cloud, the white-hot cry is the perfect display at this time, that is the greatest power that people explode in the moment of despair, that is in the desperate creatures, the trace of longing for life, the broken stump, the hot oil pot, and the flying arrows, everything, instantly make this place hell.

The soldiers of the Dingzhu camp carrying ladders, they ran frantically to the front, the long knife in their hands, they were holding it like that, and from time to time someone was shot down by the flying arrows, but there was that ruthless, that is, they rushed forward regardless of it, without saying a word, full of a trace of terror.

They are all the most humble creatures, they were once the homeless people who could be bullied by anyone, people who lost their land, their homes, their dignity, and everything.

It was only since they came to the camp that they realized for the first time that they were alone.

Those who stand in the camp are those who prevent them from becoming people, so they are killed.

The officers and soldiers above the Shunde Mansion never dared to stop at this moment, the weapons in their hands kept shooting arrows, and the stones and trees were thrown down vigorously, and the dense crowd below hit a burst of minced meat.

Hu Baochong, at this moment, is also shouting his own soldiers, running back and forth on the city wall, those officers and soldiers, at the beginning, are still a little panicked, but the more they fight, they are full of killing intent, the atmosphere on the battlefield is easy to affect people, here, the collision really began.

Zheng Yiling's "Ruishi" battalion was at the forefront of the charge, they waved the weapons in their hands, howled, climbed the ladder, ignoring the stones and wood flying on it, they raised their shields and charged upward, they wanted to be worthy of the name Ruishi, a long knife stabbed in, a "Ruishi" soldier, looking at the gurgling blood, but didn't know what to say, just fell straight under the ladder, and then fell.

However, this did not affect the soldiers of the other camps, but provoked their ferocity to come out, they dodged, they charged, they slashed.

The scenery here is full of blood, the sound of shouting and killing has replaced everything here, and people are sacrificing their lives and forgetting death, just to kill the enemy in front of them.

This is a battlefield where rivers of blood flowed and countless heads rolled down to the ground.

Looking at the scene here, perhaps the kindest people can't help the killing intent in their hearts, and turn into a crazy madman, the bloody knife wielded, with blood, with fear, with hatred for this world.

Walking gently, it was countless people who came up to them, and the soldiers of the three thousand camps, as if they had received some kind of encouragement at this moment, they became more and more crazy.

The arrows on the top of the city, the gold juice rolling down, and the white smoke of the fire at the head of the city, all these did not stop them from advancing, they held their heads high, looked at the officers and soldiers above the city, and let out a strange scream, a soldier of the camp, at that first moment, climbed on the top of the city, his face was already stained red with blood, and his body was already full of countless wounds.

His sudden appearance caused chaos on the city, several officers and soldiers moved their spears, just to stab him off the city, and the people next to him had already put on bows and arrows, and this ordinary soldier of the camp made an extraordinary move.

I just saw that he was stabbing the spear in front of him, but he didn't dodge, the tip of the blade was pierced into his body, and the blood suddenly flowed out, his eyes were huge, and the muscles on his body were tense, he was walking like that at the moment, walking, walking, letting the blood drip down, letting life pass, letting life be ruthless, only this knife was held tightly.

The three officers and soldiers, at that moment, were almost frightened stupid.

It was a moment, when he stabbed in, the soldier was here, and when his blood had been drained, he had already come to the three officers and soldiers, and his long knife, at that moment, emitted the most brilliant color in the world.

The white light passed, the blood erupted, and the three officers and soldiers, with a trace of fear, a trace of unwillingness, and a trace of melancholy, fell on the top of the city, and the soldiers of the camp of the prisoners, holding their own knives, barely standing.

He shouted loudly: "I will be a captive camp, mighty." After saying that, there was no more sound.

The soldiers of the Dingju Camp who followed behind, when they saw this scene, their eyes turned red in an instant, and they shouted loudly: "I am in the Dingju Camp, mighty." ”

This slogan spread throughout the battlefield, and after Wang Heng beside Liu Qing saw it, he said: "I don't know which man it is, it's a pity that it's so powerful." After Sun Dadou next to him heard this, his face became a little strange.

The killing above the city is still going on, and the bravery of the soldier just now opened a gap for the people in the Dingzhu camp at this moment, and they immediately rushed in more than a dozen people, and at this moment above the city head, Hu Baochong has already noticed this.

He didn't expect that in such a short period of time, the gang of thieves outside had already killed the city, and they didn't care about anything else, carrying their own long knives and the soldiers behind them, they just rushed up, trying to drive the soldiers of the Dingzhu camp off the city wall.

At this time, Zheng Yiling had already come to the city, just now, he had just cut off the head of an officer and soldier, it was so fierce that he didn't take it anymore, ignoring the horror of the hideous faces above, this time, it was their "Ruishi" battalion that rushed to the front.

He also saw the scene just now, he knew the soldier, called Chen Youzi, and he was an old man who had followed him for many years, but he was killed by these officers and soldiers just now, Zheng Yiling actually knew better, in fact, Chen Youzi still had a sentence that he didn't say, that is, "I am worthy of the Ruishi battalion." ”

These two names are like a huge power, which makes Zheng Yiling's thousand households superior to the thousands of households in other camps, and also gives them glory, allowing them to defend this kind of glory that they have never experienced before.

Zheng Yiling went up to the city wall, and then ushered in the charge of Hu Baochong with his personal soldiers, these personal soldiers, all of whom were raised by Hu Baochong at a large price, were equipped with ordinary officers and soldiers who were different, a body of stainless steel armor, but also with a fiery red tassel shining in the sun, holding a shield in his hand, lined up in a phalanx, and rushed over.

These people, they were not holding long knives, but long spears, holding shields in one hand and guns in the other, coming neatly, walking with steps, shouting slogans, and only Hu Baochong behind was holding a long knife and commanding there.

At this time, Zheng Yiling and they felt a little helpless, and what made them feel even more resentful was that there were archers behind them, shooting at them, and several soldiers in the camp around Zheng Yiling were hit without noticing, and blood flowed out, and Zheng Yiling also waved a long knife to resist, looking at the shield that was getting closer and closer, Zheng Yiling also came out with a sense of death.

I just saw that he did not retreat but advanced, raised his sword forward, and then lowered his body, trying to get into the camp of these officers and soldiers, but these pro-soldiers were also really good, they slammed their shields into the ground and pressed them together.

Then, dozens of spears stabbed at Zheng Yiling, and for a while, Zheng Yiling was in danger.

And at the moment when the phalanx of the pro-soldiers appeared, Liu Qing at the bottom suddenly burst out with a burst of light in his eyes, this formation is really familiar.

This is a Spanish phalanx.

There are also such talents here in the official army, thinking of this, Liu Qing sighed secretly.

At this time, the situation on the city wall changed again, just now when Zheng Yiling saw those spears stabbing in, he dodged left and right, and finally he was not pierced into a hole, Rao is so, he also has a lot of wounds on his body.

The other soldiers of the Dingyu battalion, seeing this, hurriedly dragged Zheng Yiling towards the city, while those pro-soldiers rushed to the edge of the city wall with the pace of a phalanx, besieging a sub-wall of the city, and suppressing the attack of the soldiers of the Dingyu battalion.

And at this time, Cheng Zhisheng also came up, just now he came to the city, calling on the big families to protect their own homes, and they all contributed to participate in the defense of the city.

At first, there were still people who didn't want to be willing, but Cheng Zhisheng said: "If the city is broken, where will the princes go?" After these people heard this, they did not hesitate, they contributed their manpower, and their arrival was a setback to the camp.

The attack just now, the sharpness of the forward, has been lost, and the arrival of these people has injected a burst of strength into the officers and soldiers, these guardians, although the battle formation is not particularly powerful, but at this time the chaotic place is the director.

The first attack of the Dingyu Battalion was a failure, and looking at the soldiers of the Dingyu Battalion who retreated in the smoke of gunpowder, Liu Qing's face was not very good-looking.

Zheng Yiling, Qian Xing, Pi Li Needle, the three of them have already come to Liu Qing, they have been fighting just now, and now they are covered in blood, especially Zheng Yiling, and there is even a tendency to be untenable.

Seeing the three of them, Liu Qing didn't say anything, just let them go down to recuperate, at this time, Song Dagui, who counted the casualties, also came, and the numbers on the report were also very annoying, the attack just now, at least 200 soldiers from the Dingzhu battalion, were killed under the city of Shunde Mansion, and there were many soldiers with wounds, this number may increase, looking at the officers and soldiers waving flags and shouting above the city, Liu Qing couldn't help but feel on fire.

At this moment, Goldwings walked over with a wicked smile on his face, shouting as he walked: "General, look, who is this?" When Liu Qing heard this, he looked over to him, only to see a pale person with golden wings walking towards him, and behind him, there were also a few people who were escorted with their heads down and depressed.

When Liu Qing saw this situation, he also asked, "Huang Baihu, what is this?" ”

Goldenwing said with a smile on his face: "General, this is Lord Wang Daquan, the prefect of Shunde Mansion, haha." Hearing this, Liu Qing's eyes lit up and said, "It turned out to be Lord Wang, disrespectful, disrespectful, disrespectful." The people around him also laughed.

And Wang Daquan looked at the fierce and vicious thieves around him, where did he still have a little smile, but he squeezed out a little trilling and said: "Good man, good man spare his life." "Haha." The surrounding generals burst into laughter.

Liu Qing said: "Lord Wang, it's okay, as long as you can open this Shunde Mansion, I'll keep you okay." When Wang Daquan heard this, his face changed even more, and he said in a trembling voice: "The villain can't ......"

Song Dagui had already stepped forward, kicked Wang Daquan's body, and scolded: "I know that grandpas are heroes, but you kid still don't do it, if you don't do it, I'll kill you now." After speaking, Song Dagui put the knife on Wang Daquan's neck.