The war drums shook the sky, the flag waved, and the morale of the officers and soldiers, which was already low, rose again when Chen Bao went out alone to invite the battle, and the thieves did not come out, this is what Zhang Jiajun wanted, but at the same time, Chen Bao was depressed.

A person, running around in front of the two armies like a monkey, can have high morale at first, but after a long time, he feels bored, and there is no loneliness of the opponent, in fact, it is boring, which is the most direct portrayal now.

The voice is hoarse, the sweat is exhausted, the war horse has slowed down, fatigue and helplessness hit together, sleepy, yes, really a little sleepy, a one-man show, not really so passionate and easy to act.

"Knock, knock." A monotonous drum beat without any change in beat remembered that the door of the thieves' camp opened again, and a small group of cavalry, to the monotonous accompaniment of a drummer, opened the camp neatly.

It's coming, the opponent is coming.

This is the news that everyone suddenly lifted their spirits when they were struggling.

Immediately, all the people in the city and below the city stretched out their necks and looked hard at the gate of the thief's camp.

A thief on a horse, beating the waist drum on his waist with an expressionless face, once, again, monotonously outrageous. And behind him, there were twelve thief cavalrymen, fiery red battle robes, snowy sabers, half-body rattan armor, expectant and excited looks, but no matter how you look at it, they are all low-level soldiers of the thieves, not those generals like in the story, a pennant is held high by a standard-bearer, and a line of large characters on it is clearly legible - "Garrison." ”

What is it? Zhang Fifteen looked at Zhang Cunmeng beside him in confusion.

Zhang Cunmeng straightened down slightly on the war horse, looked at it twice, and then said to Zhang Shoubei helplessly: "There are three kinds of thief army, one is called war soldiers, that is, the kind that is in front of the front, it is specialized in full-time training, specially responsible for foreign operations, not only well-trained, but also complete and well-equipped, and it is also the most elite main force among the thieves." ”

Zhang Wufu nodded lightly, the so-called soldiers, he has already experienced it, it is indeed an invincible strong army.

"And the second type is what they call the garrison, which is an inferior army, they are specifically responsible for guarding various places, the training is the same as the soldiers, and the equipment is also okay, but they pay more attention to the training of defending the city, and generally do not take the initiative to fight. And this garrison is divided into two kinds, one is the city guarding infantry army, and the other is the cavalry led by the thief's nephew, the backbone of this cavalry is still composed of the original Ming border army, which is specifically responsible for their so-called counterinsurgency in the base area. Because of this identity, in fact, in the base area, everyone also regards this cavalry as the personal soldier of the thief, and the equipment training is the same as that led by Guo Tianxing, and the combat power is not too much. The guards should be more careful. ”

Zhang Wufu nodded lightly, he is not sticky and worthy of being an expert in thieves, no matter what the purpose is, his understanding of thieves can be said to be at home, and he really can't compare with himself.

And the backbone of the garrison he said was born in the border army, but Zhang Shifu knew that when he was encircled and suppressed for the first time, his brother and Li Yuanhao joined forces to send troops, and at that time, Li Yuanhao was pickled in the middle of the plan, but he led a thousand hundred cavalry, but he was bewitched by the thieves, and they all surrendered to the thieves.

He kept thinking here, and the thieves sent troops to meet the battle, which had aroused everyone's appetite, and the officials and soldiers were in good spirits again, stretching their necks one by one, and began to wave their flags and shout vigorously, cheering for Chen Bao, and excited about the excitement that was about to begin.

Yang Fan elbowed on the battlement, and together with his brothers, he watched the excitement with interest, and the original sleepiness was lost by the endless shouting of his own people, so he had to stand up and look at the scene outside.

When he saw his own army coming out of the battle, he shook his head helplessly. This is a mistake, the defending side is just one percent of the enemy, going out of the city to invite battle, but it is self-destruction, don't say defeat, it is victory, as long as the loss is equal to the enemy, then your own side is actually a failure, are those adults all pig heads? And after the battle, in the face of the response of the thieves, his own side inexplicably sent a general to invite the battle, this is even more of a joke, what era is it, and this kind of naïve thing, is it a child's play against each other? Joke.

Niu Er on the side was stimulated by this lively scene, in his heart, in fact, he hoped that the official army would win, after all, as long as he won, every time he won a head, it was one or two silver, as long as he accumulated ten, then he redeemed Xiaohong, it became a reality, in his eyes, Xiaohong, is the sky, is the earth.

Actually, a mortal asks for nothing more.

"Stop, good play? No, only tragedy. After Yang Fan looked at the other side, he lazily sat back under the female wall again, hugged his arms and pretended to sleep.

"Big brother." As soon as Niu Er barked, he immediately felt Yang Fan's brows frown, and then he remembered that this was an official battlefield, and the usual titles should not be put on the table, so he hurriedly whispered respectfully: "Lord Baihu, General Chen Bao went out to fight and fought with the thieves, no matter whether he won or lost, it was morale-boosting, this is lively, why don't we watch it?" ”

Yang Fan raised one eye, slanted his brother, and sighed in a low voice: "It's just humiliating yourself and boosting morale. ”

"I can't." Niu Er didn't believe his brother's judgment a little, the general of his own side, showing off his might in front of the battle, majestic, how could he bring humiliation on himself? So, after looking at his sleepy brother, he lay down at the battlement with great interest, cheering for Chen Bao.

Time flies quickly, in a blink of an eye, it is the sun in the sky, the name of the autumn tiger At this time, the cow has really appreciated, the spicy sun at this time is unwilling to move half a step more, directly shining on everyone's brains, hot, making people sweat, but, on the opposite battlefield, as if there is no one, immovable, just this calmness has already convinced the brothers in the city.

That Chen Bao shouted hoarsely in front of the two armies, but the other side didn't pay attention to it at all, a one-man show, but so, especially a boring one-man show made people more sleepy.

After a long time, Niu Er didn't have the slightest intention to see the excitement, retracted his body, slipped out to his brother's side, hugged the big knife in his arms, and began to pretend to sleep to nourish his spirit.

"Why don't you watch it?" Yang Fan didn't sleep, and he felt the changes around him with his eyes closed.

Niu Er smiled: "Look at what, it's not interesting for a fool to be yelling there." ”

"Look." Yang Fan didn't open his eyes, twisted his body, made himself sit more comfortably, and said: "The show has begun, go and see, it's also a long insight, isn't it?" ”

Then he continued to pretend to sleep, but he lamented in his heart: "When the battle of life and death becomes a child's play, a battle of will, is there any hope?" It's gone, there's no hope. ”

Niu Er looked at the sleepy Yang Fan inexplicably, straightened up again, and looked out curiously.

Looking around, the camp of thieves suddenly reacted, but this reaction was different from what Niu Er thought.

The camp gate opened, and twelve thieves and cavalry came out giggling, and a general looked around on the edge of the queue.

What happened on the battlefield was not something that a cow could hear, but a person on the battlefield felt it.

A team of thief cavalry seems to be just ordinary cavalry, which makes everyone somewhat bored and at the same time very puzzled.

Da Lang drove forward and smiled at Chen Bao, who had regained his excitement, and said, "General? ”

"I'm a cousin."

"Good." Da Lang said, and then said: "It's a pity." ”

"What do you mean? If you dare to fight, if you don't dare to surrender, I can still -"

"Stop." Da Lang immediately stopped Chen Bao's next words. "I say it's a pity because my commander is not there, or you would have died long ago." Looking at the angry Chen Bao, he explained again: "At the same time, it's a pity that my uncle, King Chuang, won't let me fight you alone." Saying this, his face was full of helplessness, but he still didn't wait for Chen Bao to speak, and said to himself: "However, the king of my family saw that you were really bored in front of the battle, so he sent my ten brothers to join in the fun." ”

Seeing that Chen Bao was about to get out of anger, Da Lang immediately explained: "Actually, five brothers are enough. ”

"Let the horses come, and we'll fight to the death."

When Da Lang heard this, he smiled, turned his horse around, and shouted to the brothers behind him: "First squad, kill this thing." The tone was full of disdain.

When the brothers who received the order heard this, they shouted together: "For the father and the elder behind him, fight to the death and not retreat, kill." After shouting, the first brother knocked the horse's belly and dragged the saber directly towards Chen Bao.

Chen Bao laughed, just a little soldier, an ant, and he didn't take it to heart, when he mentioned the war horse, he dealt with it directly, in his eyes, this was already a corpse.

The war horses were staggered, the lightning was shining, Chen Bao's mace waved over, the thief flashed, did not block with him at all, and rushed directly beside him, but a cold light flashed under his ribs, Chen Bao was alert, twisted his body, and flashed with the thief.

"Count yourself lucky." Chen Bao said secretly in his heart.

Another figure reappeared when he regretted it, Chen Bao waved his mace again, but it was still empty, and another cold light flashed under his ribs: "Not good." With a hard twist, the saber and the nail leaf under the ribs stabbed softly. A stack of nail leaves fell to the ground, but fortunately, it didn't hurt itself.

Before Chen Bao could slow down, another bolt of lightning still slashed across his right ribs, and the sound of the saber and the nail leaf made people feel sore in the sky, and a stream of bloody arrows flew away, "I'm injured." ”

This thought was just a flash, and the fourth lightning bolt fell from the sky, Chen Bao felt a complete cold, and the blood donation all over his body almost burst out.

Before he could feel the pain, the fifth cold light flashed, and Chen Bao saw his lower body running into the distance on the warhorse.

On the battlefield, there was no sound, and everyone in the officers and soldiers seemed to have forgotten the original shout, opened their mouths wide, and could not make a sound.

The Zhang family's 10,000 enemies, Chen Bao, were under the attack of the five pawns of the thieves, but they were only two sections of the waist in five breaths, but the other party did not have any casualties, what kind of strength comparison is this? Could it be, it's not that it's true, it's true, the thieves are all enemies.