However......

"This knife won't work!"

Yang Xin stood under Shuixi City, looking at the defeated Song family army and sighed.

It's good to borrow a knife to kill people, but the premise is that this knife is good to use, and Song Siyin's strength is obviously not at the same level as the An family, An Bangyan knew that this matter couldn't be explained clearly, so there was no need to explain it anymore, and he didn't have to rely on the Song family to participate.

Immediately afterwards, he faced Yushui West City.

Then the Song family's army of 10,000 collapsed in a war.

Song Siyin was indeed fooled into avenging the killing of his father, but the little toasts to whom the Song family belonged would not work for his family if they were idle, not to mention that Song Wanhua went to the An family to talk about a partnership rebellion, even if it was really An Bangyan who killed Song Wanhua, it was very likely that Song Wanhua's asking price was too high. But for these little toasts, supporting the An family is the principle, what they want is a partnership to rebel, and Song Wanhua's death can't change this, so they have defected on the battlefield, as for the unlucky Song Siyin......

"He'll get a posthumous gift."

Yang Dudu looked at Song Siyin, who was being chopped to death by the Anjia soldiers, and said solemnly.

Of course, no one on the battlefield paid attention to his small character, in fact, he was sitting on the top of a large tree near the battlefield.

A group of Anjia cavalry ran wildly below him.

The hundreds of scattered Song soldiers in front of them were in chaos.

Yang Xin jumped down without hesitation, and the sword of Shang Fang in his hand was slashed in the air, and the head of the leader was cut off in an instant, and then he landed and bounced up, and even the sword turned into a long thorn, and hit the cavalry who arrived after him, knocking the cavalry into a horse and flying out. The next moment, Yang Xin landed on his ground, turned over and stabbed upwards before drawing his sword, and picked off the cavalry on horseback while a war horse passed by, and then he turned over on his horse, swung his sword and cut down the cavalry next to him, and snatched his spear with his hand......

"What are you looking at, follow me to avenge the master and the young master!"

He yelled at those Song family soldiers.

These are the core subjects of the Song family.

All of them have followed the Song family for hundreds of years and dozens of generations, and seeing that Song Siyin was killed by the An family, and Song Wanhua was also killed by the An family, they were indeed full of grief and indignation.

Yang Xin's courage made them instantly excited.

The roar of revenge rang out.

Yang Xin took the lead, with a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, with these remnants of soldiers shouting revenge slogans, he went straight to An Bangjun, the main general of the An family here, and he was as indomitable as Zhao Zilong of Changban Slope, and all the soldiers of the An family who tried to stop them died under his sword and spear. At this moment, the remaining remnants of the Song family who were still fighting on the battlefield moved closer to him, and soon formed a large assault force, and the Song family's native soldiers who were originally in rout also began to turn back.

On the other side, An Bangjun looked at him with a solemn face, and the flag beside him kept waving, mobilizing his own soldiers to come back immediately to protect the boss.

But this guy came out too suddenly.

Because of the rout of the Song family, the native soldiers of the original An family have begun to chase and kill, and these remnants on the battlefield are just having no way to escape, struggling in vain in the siege, no one expected that they would actually fight back, let alone that there would be one more such super fierce general.

The Anjia soldiers who were in pursuit had no time to return to the rescue.

Ahn Bangjun could only watch them keep closing the distance.

In the blink of an eye, the distance was less than ten feet.

He immediately mounted his horse and retreated, choosing to avoid its edge.

"Ansong is not a standing!"

Yang Xin roared very calmly, and then the spear in his hand flew out violently, instantly crashing into An Bangjun's back, causing him to fall directly from the horse.

Ahn Bangjun took the spear that pierced through his body and suddenly stuck to the ground.

Vomiting blood in his mouth, he raised his head, leaned on the ground and watched Yang Xin come like the wind, the cold light of the sword falling from his sight......

"Ahn Bangjun is dead!"

Yang Dudu held his head and shouted.

And then......

No then.

He just came out to pretend to be a force, and the warriors of the Song family behind him were fighting to the last person in the siege of the Anjia native soldiers who came all around, including him, the fierce general who suddenly appeared in the Song family, also fought for the Song family to the end, and even many Song family warriors who were attracted back by him also fought to the end in the encirclement of the angry Anjia native soldiers.

This battle, which was completely unplanned by An Bangyan, not only caused him to lose his own brother, with a total of nearly 4,000 casualties, but also gave his opponent Wang Sanshan valuable time to prepare.

Just when Song Siyin led the Song family army to avenge the killing of his father, Wang Sanshan quickly completed the entry of the peripheral soldiers and civilians into the city in Guiyang, and at the same time took out the military salary paid by Yang Xin to recruit young and strong, stimulate the morale of the military households in the city, and then completed the defense of Guiyang. When An Bangyan arrived in Guiyang, the city was already in full swing, and An Bangyan, who was mad by his younger brother's death, was frustrated in the attack on Guiyang, and then went to Hongbian Village to wash the Song family in blood, but this move also aroused the resistance of the Song family.

In short, he was blocked in Guiyang.

Although many Tusi south of Guiyang also joined and besieged Guiyang with him, they could only besiege the city because they lacked heavy weapons to attack the city.

At the same time as the attack on Guiyang, An Bangyan's generals An Ruoshan and Lu Lian led 20,000 troops south, but they encountered stubborn resistance from the Ming army and the Zhenxiong Tusi army in Bijiewei, and they were also blocked under Bijie City, who also lacked heavy weapons.

"Well, there are female generals!"

Yang Dudu, who wandered around this battlefield like a ghost, appeared near the Bijie Acropolis and looked at a beautiful woman on the city wall with some appreciation.

Dressed in military uniform.

This one still has a unique charm.

And there is a little beauty beside this beautiful woman, who is also wearing a helmet and armor, and her age is only sixteen or seventeen years old, holding a small bamboo crossbow and constantly shooting sharp arrows outward.

Under the city were the soldiers who attacked the home.

Originally, the Acropolis of Bijie was quickly captured in history, but this time because of Qin Liangyu's mobilization, the Zhenxiong Tusi army entered Bijie in advance, after all, the Long family was almost annexed by the An family last time, and now that they are holding Bijie, they don't have to worry that the An family will get involved in Zhenxiong again. Long Yingxiang personally led the 5,000 Zhenxiong army, plus the commander Jiang Fanping, and the Weisuo army mobilized by the Guining soldiers stationed in Bijie, who had been holding on to the city for five days, and An Ruoshan and Lu Lian, who had settled down, never opened Bijie.

This beautiful woman should be Long Yingxiang.

She died of illness during the Chongzhen period, and she was less than forty when she died, so she is in her early thirties now.

I have to say that among the southwest toasts, these women are not good stubble.

There, Yang Dudu admired the battle of the heroines until he was discovered by a group of logging soldiers......

"For you!"

Yang Xin immediately took out a human head that had been embalmed from the side and threw it over.

The leading officer subconsciously took it in his hand, and then glanced at it and found that it was a little familiar, he hurriedly wiped the mess on the latter's face, and suddenly a somewhat shrunken, but still recognizable face appeared in his field of vision.

"Kill him, it's the fourth master!"

He immediately let out a roar of grief and indignation.

Those native soldiers surged forward, and Yang Xin picked up the boulder under his feet and threw it directly at them.

The hundred-pound boulder instantly smashed the officer into a splash of flesh and blood, and then bounced on the ground and hit the middle of those native soldiers, directly knocking out a piece of blood, and the remaining native soldiers screamed in horror and scattered, and then Yang Xin picked up An Bangjun, saying that this is a heavy reward, and it can be given as a gift when he turns around. He put An Bangjun back in the bag on the horse and carried it on his back, then looked at the battlefield again, looking for a good position to break into, and then led a horse behind him to face the position, and then lit the fuse on the horse's back.

In the glow of the fuse's burning fire, he lit the firecracker hanging behind the horse's buttocks.

With the sound of firecrackers, the pack horse, carrying a huge powder bag, rushed madly towards the battlefield ahead.

Not far away, on the mound, a general commanding the battlefield immediately turned his gaze to this side.

Immediately after that, a group of soldiers in front of him rushed over, but when there were still more than ten meters away from the horse, the fuse burned to the end, and the horse suddenly turned into a terrifying flame, and the power of the explosion of more than sixty catties of gunpowder instantly knocked the soldiers away, and then the explosion swept forward, and even the general was knocked over, and the banner beside him also fell.

The explosion made all the soldiers in front of them turn back.

It also made the city walls cheer.

And in the smoke of the explosion, Yang Xin, who finally put on a mask, rose into the air, and suddenly opened his arms like a demonic mist and crashed into the thousands of troops in front of him at full speed.

There are no cannons, no turtledoves, not even arquebuses, and Yang Dudu, who wears a mask and switches to a complete body on such a battlefield, is purely abusive. Carrying two homemade maces, he was like a raging Tyrannosaurus rex, with a ferocity that seemed to come from the barbaric era, with a blood comparable to a meat grinder, killing forward in the midst of thousands of horses.

The mace was full of flesh and blood, shredded limbs, spurted blood, and even the whole person was thrown away, and the native soldiers attacked in vain with all kinds of weapons, just like the soldiers in the regiment commander who attacked the tank, and then only death awaited them.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Xin turned blood-red.

And now there was no one in front of him, he was like a great white shark swimming into a school of herrings, in the face of his absolute strength everyone was terrified to give way to him, no one dared to attack him, no matter how the generals urged those native soldiers, the latter always greeted him as if they were in the middle of the road, and they trembled and saluted him outside the range of his attack.

Yang Xin walked to the city gate proudly.

The gate was immediately opened, the drawbridge ahead was lowered for him, and several generals hurried out to meet him.

However, Yang Dudu was not in a hurry to enter the city, he even ignored those generals, just stood in front of the drawbridge and raised his head, looked at the little beauty on the city wall who was still holding a bamboo crossbow, and then put down his right mace, and took off his mask like a scene from a TV series.

"This beauty, are you willing to be my concubine?"

He asked with a sincere look on his face.

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