"Kill corrupt officials!"

"Ask for peace!"

With Zu Lang's roar, the bandits suddenly became excited, raised all kinds of weapons in their hands, and shouted after Zu Lang. At first, there was still a little sparse and sluggish, but soon it became a voice, even if it was two or three hundred steps away, Sun Ce could imagine the anger of these bandits, but he felt a little strange.

Why did I become a corrupt official? A thief is a thief, blind and blind, and deserves to be fooled. Well, Zu Lang has two hits, no wonder he will become a commander of tens of thousands of people, this ability to reverse right and wrong is really not ordinarily strong.

This is the so-called Diao Min. Don't look at how many books they may have read, but they are cunning by nature and better than many people who have read books. It turns out that Liu Xiang doesn't read, but Zhang Liang, who really reads a lot, can only be a strategist and can't achieve great things.

Sun Ce immediately did not move, watching Zu Lang lead the bandits to shout slogans to boost morale. The reason why we want to boost morale is naturally because the morale is not enough, so we need to shout and give ourselves courage. 10,000 against 4,000, you still need to shout slogans, Zu Lang has already lost in momentum.

He didn't lose unjustly, because all of this was in his plan, with Guo Jia, Pang Tong, Chen Biao and others to give advice, as well as future celebrities such as Lu Meng and Lu Xun to help, they estimated all kinds of situations and made full plans. This is his first battle into Yangzhou, not only to fight, but also to win, and there is no room for negligence.

Zu Lang did not attack Cheng Pu's camp, but took the initiative to challenge, not the first plan in their plan, which shows that Zu Lang had two shots, and he was not dazzled by the baggage in Cheng Pu's camp, and he also knew that avoiding the real and destroying the opponent's living force. The idea of holding the bow should be strong, and the thief should be strong, this idea is correct, he just misjudged the strength of the two sides.

He should bring all 20,000 people, at least 15,000, and leave 5,000 people to monitor Cheng Pu.

It's not Zulang's fault, it's something he deliberately facilitated. Looking at the world, he is not the only general who attaches importance to military training, but there are only a few crooked fingers that he attaches so much importance to, and it can even be said that it is unique. Because he knows best the importance of scientific training. Elite is not just about how strong the individual combat strength of the soldiers is, but how well they are trained. There are only 5,000 of his personal guards and cavalry, but these 5,000 people are the elite who insist on daily training and frequent assessments, and are by no means comparable to the rabble who fish for three days, dry nets for two days, or cram for a while.

The cost he put into it is also staggering. It's not that he doesn't want more people, but he really can't afford to raise them. Not to mention, every ten days for an exam, a school's reward is a lot of money, and you can't get it without two or three million a month, let alone constantly updated equipment. In less than a year, the Guards Battalion has changed its equipment three times.

With such confidence, Sun Ce was able to face the roar of 10,000 bandits and move like a mountain, and only then did he have the mood to watch Zu Lang jump up and down, using all his might, trying in vain to regain the unfavorable situation. If he was a little hesitant to make decisions before the war, now he has put all his hesitations behind him and does not think about what to do if he loses. He had only one thought on his mind now.

This battle must not only be won, but also won by a big victory, and it must be fought with majesty.

Seeing Zu Lang boost his morale and give the order to attack again, Sun Ce once again raised the overlord kill in his hand.

Guo Jia of the Chinese army understood and ordered the drumming.

With the sound of drums, the forward battalion began to move, they maintained their formation, moving forward as a whole, until they crossed the three of Sun Ce, and formed in front of Sun Ce, one song in front of them, two songs on the left and right, and moved back a phalanx in turn, protecting Sun Ce like the wings of a phoenix.

The sword and shield hand is in front, and the one-man tall shield is side by side, forming a shield wall, and the sword and shield hand is half-crouching, holding the shield in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, observing the situation on the opposite side from the gap in the shield. The spearman is on his body, also half-crouching, with the bow in front and the arrow in his back, holding the spear in both hands, the shaft of the spear resting on the shoulder of the sword and shield bearer, and the head of the spear sticking out of the shield. The crossbowmen are behind, and there are two rows, one row of archers and one row of crossbowmen. Crossbowmen are usually captains, and in addition to shooting at important targets of the opposing side, they are also responsible for checking the situation and directing the actions of the four partners in front of them in a timely manner.

Youyi sent Sun Ce's big silk, Dian Wei took it, held it in his hand, and let the north wind blow strongly, and the silk pattern did not move.

Five songs, a thousand people, no loud shouts, not even any superfluous movements, but exuded a chilling battle intent, approaching Zu Lang and the others opposite. Zu Lang reined in his mount, looked at the small array of thousands of people who rushed forward, and looked at Sun Ce under the Great Command, and was full of anger.

Four thousand against ten thousand, you are already very arrogant, and now you only use a small formation of 1,000 people to challenge, and you still stand the battle flag here? It's tolerable, it's unbearable. It's too much of a deception! If I don't break through your position today and force you to retreat, I won't be the strongest commander in Danyang.

Zu Lang immediately ordered Xiaoshuai Shen Yi to step forward to challenge. Shen Yi took the order and rushed out of the large array with five hundred people under his command, heading straight to a small formation of one hundred people on the outermost part of Sun Ce's left side. Generally speaking, the middle formation is the strongest, and the small formation on the edge is easier to break. Sun Ce rushed forward for more than two hundred steps, which was already beyond the range of ordinary bows and crossbows, and the main position behind them could not mention long-range support, so they only needed to concentrate on dealing with the small array of 100 people.

Five hundred bandits lined up in a loose formation and rushed forward with Shen Yi. They didn't run very fast, and they ran more and more densely, almost huddled together, shield after shield, like fish scales. It is difficult for the attacking side to organize crossbow shooting, and the last distance of about 100 paces is the most dangerous, and if they cannot cover each other, the casualties will be relatively large.

"Raise your shield!" Shen Yi let out a loud shout and raised his shield higher. He was surrounded by fifty guards in front and behind, all with specially reinforced shields in their hands, and surrounded him tightly, keeping a close eye on the movements on the other side.

There was no expected rain of arrows, and the opposing crossbowmen did not shoot.

Shen Yi didn't know what was going on, so he could only endure the uneasiness in his heart, and shouted loudly to order his subordinates to keep in formation and pay attention to cover.

One hundred steps, sixty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps, ten steps.

Seeing that the opponent was in front of him, and still had no intention of shooting, Shen Yi was overjoyed and ordered to speed forward. The dozens of bandits who rushed to the front shouted wildly and rushed towards the shield array that was close at hand. Someone pressed his shoulder against his shield, ready to force his charge; Someone raised his sword aloft and intended to split the shield; Someone raised his spear and aimed it at the gap between the shields, ready to assassinate the sword and shield men in the back.

At this moment, there was a sudden shout from behind the small array of 100 people: "Suddenly! ”

Hundreds of fighters shouted in unison: "Break! ”

Hundreds of people shouted in unison, the voice was loud, and the air was sufficient, like a thunderbolt. The bandits were startled, subconsciously restrained their steps, and slowed down. The ones behind them didn't have time to stop, and they all huddled together, and at that moment, the shield-bearers shouted loudly and took a step forward, as if a wall had suddenly moved forward, holding the bandits against them, unable to move. The spearmen stabbed continuously, and the sharp spearheads were snapped in one stab. The bandits had nowhere to avoid, and they were attacked one after another, screaming one after another, tearing their hearts and lungs.