At this time, with a slow and rhythmic sound of waist drums, the gate of the joint camp of the army was opened, and a team of black-clad and black-armored spearmen, and a team of cavalry in fiery red robes lined up in an absolutely neat queue, slowly but firmly out of the camp.

On the city of Pucheng, all the people are staring closely at this team of high-spirited opponents, so the whole team out of the camp, although separated by three or four miles, but far away, the murderous and oppressive, but like the winter cold wind, directly rushing to the face, all the people in the oppressive city are almost out of breath, all people think that a war related to the life and death of both sides is about to unveil, in this life-and-death war, the probability of survival makes everyone feel worried.

The cavalry of the thieves did not charge, this is common knowledge that everyone knows, the cavalry siege, that is a joke, it will be the thieves' infantry who will really attack, all of them, all of them stretched their necks, nervously watched, waiting for the thieves to come out of the formation.

Coming, coming, a group of thieves and foot soldiers like dark clouds continued to drive out of the camp, and then a group of maroon troops followed out of the camp.

In front is the cavalry of the thieves, behind is the spearmen who make people smell the style, and in the back, there is the legendary firearms battalion of the thieves.

Five thousand elite soldiers in black clothes and black armor, and a firearms battalion with one thousand fiery red equipment, just outside the big camp, under the protection of the cavalry, the momentum like a mountain made Zhang 15 blurt out: "Sign Ding, sign Ding, sign Ding immediately, please sign Ding in Liu County to go to the city." ”

Looking at Zhang Shoubei, who was flustered for a while, Zhang Cunmeng couldn't help but shake his head lightly, he still had little training, although he was full of military and combat strategies in peacetime, if he was really fighting in flesh and blood, he still lacked calmness.

But this is not the time to watch jokes, but to pull together with the same spirit.

So, Zhang Cunmeng took a step forward and whispered to Zhang Shifteen and suggested: "My lord, the thieves are only 6,000 out of the camp, with our current strength, we can deal with it completely, there is no need to alarm Pucheng Jingzhuang now, it will cause unnecessary chaos." ”

Zhang Fifteen was stunned, and immediately understood, his little face turned red, but he didn't look back to let Zhang Cunmeng, who was not in the mud, see his panicked appearance.

Zhang Cunmeng smiled slightly, did not break it, and pointed to the thieves outside and said, "He only dispatched 5,000 spearmen and 1,000 longbowmen, and there are no necessary siege equipment such as ladders, so it seems that the Lu Shi thieves just want to show off their might in front of the city, which is also the means that all armies should have, but it is just to suppress the morale of the opponent, why should we show weakness to him first?" ”

Seeing that the garrison still did not look back, nor did he refute, knowing that he was listening to his own opinion, he continued: "Actually, this method is not advisable, and it has no effect, as long as the garrison ascends and shouts, then the morale of our army will be immediately high. "The words have been pointed out, even a fool should know how to do it," at the same time, in this first battle, it is possible to establish the prestige of the garrison, establish the combat strength of the officers and soldiers, and give those signatories an example of hope when attacking and defending in the future. Looking at the guard's shoulders, which were no longer trembling with excitement, Zhang Cunmeng took a step back with interest.

The play has to be played by the protagonist, stealing the scene, that is in the group, the beginning of looking for death.

"Huh? That's not right. Zhang Cunmeng waited for the calm garrison to pass the order, but what he didn't want was this doubtful voice, so he naturally stepped forward and leaned on Zhang Shifteen's side to look out.

This look also made Zhang Cunmeng, an old pole, inexplicable.

I saw that after the 6,000 team of the thief Lu Shi was neatly arranged outside the camp gate, the whole team did not come forward to invite the battle as everyone imagined, but under the loud command of a black-faced man, they started again according to the rhythm of the waist drum and headed towards the west of the city.

With their orderly pace, behind them, strange four-wheeled carriages left the camp gate, and under the protection of a group of militiamen who did not lose the momentum of the regular soldiers, they went with the team.

This change was exchanged for a relaxed long sigh from the already tense guards in the city, Zhang Cunmeng and Zhang Fifteen, obviously feeling the laxity of the soldiers around them.

"Where are they going?" Zhang Fifteen looked at it for a long time, and after watching the group of fierce thieves disappear in the rolling yellow dust trampled up, he turned back to Zhang Cunmeng with his mouth open.

Zhang Cunmeng had already seen this scene in his eyes, and he was also confused.

Why, just leaving the camp like this, isn't it to show the morale of the army, and just leave? Could it be that Lu Shi has changed his temperament, or rather, he has degenerated into a rogue, and he has really become a rogue, regardless of the way back?

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt.

But this scene didn't make them think too much, and the thief camp on the opposite side sounded a dense waist drum again, and after a short interval, there was another group of black-clothed and black-armored spearmen, and a thousand longbowmen in fiery red robes once again joined the sonorous and slow drums, slowly walked out of the camp, and formed a formation outside the main camp. It was still a man who spoke a few words to the mountain-like procession on horseback, and then, with no one else around, led the brothers, to the east, to the slow and sonorous sound of waist drums, and behind them, still in the camp, came out of the strange four-wheeled carriages, and the swaggering masters.

Zhang Cunmeng had already heard the exchange of heads and ears of the soldiers around him, and squinted at it, the soldiers who were originally like facing a great enemy now began to slant from side to side, muttering in a relaxed voice.

They are relaxed because in their meaning, this head-on battle seems to have left them, and it seems that they can spend this day safely, at least, it is this day, they live.

Looking at the thieves' subordinates who went east, Zhang Cunmeng and Xiao Fifteen's hearts were not as relaxed as those of the military man. An ominous feeling had begun to rise in my heart.

Just when they were suspicious, as they had done on the previous two occasions, the camp of thieves once again marched out a group of spearmen and longbowmen, still in front of the camp gate, in front of all the defenders of Pucheng, calmly lined up, and calmly went westward.

When Zhang Cunmeng looked at the defenders around him again, those soldiers seemed to be accustomed to the moths made by the thieves, and some of the soldiers put down their swords and guns, crouched on the female wall of the city wall, pointed at the opposite side, and occasionally let out a relaxed giggle sound, as for the ideas they showed off to each other, it was even more varied.

Zhang Cunmeng tilted his head and whispered to Zhang Shoubei: "The situation doesn't seem to be as we imagined, the thieves seem—"

"I see it." Zhang fifteen didn't turn his head, his eyes stared at the thief spearman who came out of battle again, and there was already deep worry in his words.

Zhang Cunmeng was an old pole and knew what he had to do next, so he immediately admonished: "Is the garrison a good man to rectify the people in the city?" I think you're a little slacking. Being reminded by this, Zhang Fifteen suddenly looked left and right, on the city wall that was stretching away, those defenders who were originally trembling and pale have now been seriously slack, and their current expressions are as if they are watching a big show performed by each other, or tilt their bodies, or tilt their heads, or simply play with the brothers around them, with a relaxed expression.

Even the longbowmen who were personally trained by their Zhang family had already loosened their bowstrings, and they looked lively one by one with their longbows and their heads poking their heads.

The so-called bloodless refers to those arrows that cost countless iron, but although the longbow is simple to make, the longbow is the same as other bows and arrows, and the bowstring cannot always be tightened.

If the morale gathered is slackened, it will be a disaster when the two armies face each other, so it is the first thing to quickly reinvigorate the morale when the enemy situation is unknown.

"Where is the Chinese army?" Zhang Wufu once again took out the majesty of the garrison and shouted loudly.

"The end will be." The Chinese army hurriedly stepped forward and replied loudly.

"Drumming-" But after thinking about it, the three armies beat the drum, this is a big taboo, and they can't be messed around, so he quickly changed his words: "Rectify the supervision team, and severely punish those who slack off military intelligence." ”

"Yes." The Chinese army got the order, turned around and left.

"Slow." Zhang fifteen stopped the Chinese army without replying.

The Chinese army looked at Zhang Shifu's upright back and crossed his hands and waited for the follow-up order.

"Make an example of a hundred." Zhang Wuyin said coldly.

Zhang Cunmeng suddenly felt that Xiao Fifteen, who was originally respectful to himself, at this time, his whole body was full of infinite killing intentions, and at this time, he really showed the temperament of a decisive and ruthless general, looking at the back, he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Order."

Killing, now, for these men who have been in the army for many years, they have become accustomed to it, not only are they accustomed to it, but they also have a desire, a desire to kill, of course, when they are killed, it is unknown whether they still have this desire.

A team of superintendents, with a leather whip and a big knife in their hands, immediately appeared on the city wall, so a shouting and scolding, the sound of leather whips, and wails quickly dispersed on the city wall, and those soldiers who had already slacked off raised their spirits again in front of the leather whip and the big knife, but in any case, in this tight loosening, there was no longer the kind of slaughter and fighting spirit that had just gone to the city.

Unexpectedly, the other party was just an inexplicable move, and he directly killed the morale of his own side, it seems that it is not that the opponent is too strong, but his own side, which is indeed inferior. Zhang Cunmeng and Zhang 15 sighed together in their hearts.

But when Zhang 15 looked around, he saw that not far from him, a hundred households, with a tall body, holding the handle of the knife without joy or anger, looking at the thieves outside the city, but it was different.

Zhang's new family, what is needed is talent, this is the atmosphere that a new group should have, Zhangjia, now just like the hungry need to find to promote and reuse talents.

"Lord Garrison, look, another group of thieves is out of the camp." Zhang Shifu, who was contemplating, was awakened by a guerrilla beside him, and following his fingers, there was a group of thieves who were the same as before walking out of the camp with the sound of drums, and after a little tidying up outside the village, they drove away.

Zhang Wufu turned his head to look at Zhang Cunmeng who was following him, and what he saw was the deputy with a worried face.

Zhang Cunmeng also saw a melancholy look in Zhang Fifteen's gaze.

Others may not be able to see such a thief's behavior, but the two of them have already paid attention to it, and he Lu Shi wants to be a big one.