Hao Jingcheng shook his head and said to Li Biao: "This army will no longer have that kind of momentum, in fact, by now, they are no different from any army of the Wu Dynasty. Moreover, everyone in the battle formation can see that every moment you hold out, they will be weaker by one point. From now on, you're actually the best force to fight......"

Behind the stone wall, Hao Jingcheng's young man was sitting there talking to the people around him. The people who were originally rebels slowed down, and when others came to him to ask about the situation, he casually said something, and then the people around him began to gather.

In the past two days, Hao Jingcheng talked to the people around him, and there were many such situations.

On the one hand, it is certainly because there is a lot of truth in his words, but for the relatively simple or relatively irritable villagers, there are not many people who can really understand the meaning of his words. 、

But when Hao Jingcheng speaks of it, he has a momentum that can easily convince others. For these villagers, it seems like something to hear some new terms, or to compare some comprehensible situations with each other. The perception of Mr. Hao in my heart is like a high-end, atmospheric, and high-grade.

The words are violent, and the words are also persuasive, as soon as Hao Jingcheng said this, the people around him remembered it, and they were humane, and they fought to the end outside the village, and when they withdrew, they already felt that the rebels were not fighting as fiercely as before, and they might have been suspicious of each other.

"They naturally have to be suspicious, be careful, everyone knows, why did the 100,000 people of the Great Song Dynasty lose to the Liao 10,000 people in the past, it was because of one drum, two and decline, three and exhaustion, the most important thing for the army to fight is morale!" Hao Jingcheng said lightly.

"Mr. Hao, what you said is too profound, can you give us a brief explanation, what does this mean?" A villager whispered.

Hao Jingcheng was not only a little embarrassed, but said: "From the beginning, what we fought was their morale, they were blind and thought we were playing tricks, but now they have found out that there is no way to do it, and the more they realize this, the faster they will collapse, you will see these later." ”

After a pause, Hao Jingcheng stood up, with some morale encouragement, and said loudly: "Brothers, if they dare to fight this battle, they can finish it tonight, they are dead!" ”

Hao Jingcheng looked calm and peddled his remarks, and when he stood up at this time, he had a kind of charm of later speeches, which was still very infectious.

Not far away, the nine girls were patrolling on the stone wall, and on the big stone on one side, Li Biao was snorting and eating noodles with a sea bowl in his hand.

On the steps farther away, Li Tianying sat quietly in the sunlight there, watching a dirty little girl come over with water and wipe the blood stains and minced flesh of Fang Tian's halberd, everyone seemed to have been infected by Hao Jingcheng's remarks.

If it weren't for the sudden onslaught of the rebels that interrupted Hao Jingcheng's words, this atmosphere should have continued.

"Oh no, the rebels are coming over here again!" The Nine Girls said loudly from the stone wall.

When Li Tianying heard this, he hurriedly looked back, and in the distance behind him, there were three overwhelming shouts from the rebels' barracks.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

If the battle continues, the rebels will collapse, and at this point, they have finally made the decision to come from that side.

Flags are displayed.

If the number exceeds 10,000, it is overwhelming, not to mention that the rebels are basically pouring out at this time.

A large area of black pressure, looking from a distance, the momentum is terrifying.

The leader is the Holy Father Li Lei among the rebels, and at this time, he is the only one who can once again revive the morale of the rebels with his reputation, and the previous silence is obviously that this Holy Father spoke to the whole army in the barracks to do the final pre-war mobilization.

He was followed by the military advisor Xi Maijun, and the leader of the rebel army in the rear came with him, the murderer Zheng Xiu, and the ghost was worried about the ghost of Li,......

On the winding roads near the Wolf's Tooth Ridge, the elite of the rebels have gathered densely.

The illness has flare-up within them, but as Hao Jingcheng said, these people's families are still in the rebels, and they can still organize such a war.

Some of the small and medium-sized leaders are still fortified on the nearby roads, preparing to isolate Langjiazhuang, but at this point, he has no choice to break them all, and he does not have enough time to wait for Langjiazhuang to break before attacking Lizhuang.

The terrain in front of Lijiazhuang was rugged, and the places that could be easily attacked were one by one, even so, when the rebel ranks gathered, the dense soldiers were still connected in a large area between the sunlit slopes and lowlands, various flags were stretched, and a famous military general gathered.

The lineup of more than 20,000 people, compared to the 5,000 Zhuang households in Lijiazhuang who were still able to fight, their strength in this battle was about five times that of Lijiazhuang.

No matter what kind of atmosphere was in Lijiazhuang before, at this moment, everyone still held their breath, and the Zhuang household on the stone wall picked up the bow and crossbow, clenched his swords and guns, and was solemn.

Around Hao Jingcheng, Li Biao was arranged by his side to protect him, at this time Li Biao was holding a crossbow and preparing swords and armor, and some of the villagers next to him were holding a large shield in their hands, and most of them had a wooden or paper horn hanging on their waists.

"Mr. Hao, if you win this battle, I, Li Biao, will go out to fight the world with you." Li Biao said softly, after this battle, he had begun to admire Hao Jingcheng from the bottom of his heart.

"Heh, didn't you say that you should be married first after the fight at home?" Hao Jingcheng asked suspiciously, he had also heard that Li Biao's fiancée was the somewhat spicy Nine Girls, one of the two of them was from Lijiazhuang and the other was from Langjiazhuang, which could be regarded as a good match, even at this time, the Nine Girls were also in Lijiazhuang.

Of course, on the one hand, the owner of Langjiazhuang feels that Lijiazhuang is safer, and on the other hand, it is also the meaning of handing over his daughter.

"Marriage is a trivial matter, men are ambitious, and they always have to go out to do something big!" What Li Biao said was righteous and awe-inspiring.

Hao Jingcheng couldn't help but wonder, he didn't expect Li Biao to still have such a temperament.

Li Biao's eyes rolled, and then he leaned over and said to Hao Jingcheng: "Mr. Hao, I won't hide it from you, in fact, Jiu Girl's temperament is a bit noisy, she has been fighting since she was a child, just like men, I like the kind of gentle girl in the Qinglou......"