Zhai Longbiao and Guan Yu hurriedly led their troops back to Pingzhou, and as soon as they entered the city gate, they felt the tense atmosphere in the air.

After setting up the team, the two rushed to the Pingzhou Mansion non-stop, and Liu Qian, Shi Tiangong, and Ruan Wuzheng were waiting for them.

"Two virtuous brothers, I urgently recruited you back because our army's secret agents reported that the Black Flag Army has been recruited by the imperial court, surrendered to Daqi, and renamed the Great Qi Tiger Camp, and the general Feng Yong is the commander, leading 100,000 soldiers and horses to kill our army." Shi Junshi said solemnly.

Zhai Longbiao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "What kind of big deal should I be, if there is a battle, it will be done!" Now that he has surrendered to the imperial court, no matter what paparazzi he calls the Black Flag Army or what kind of paparazzi battalion, he can kill as many as he comes, why should my brother bother about this?! ”

Liu Qian sighed: "Brother Xian doesn't know, before the surrender of this Black Flag Army, it had occupied nine prefectures and counties in Daqi, with a total of nearly 300,000 soldiers and horses. This large-scale attack, with the support of the imperial court, the comer is not good!"

Zhai Longbiao laughed, glanced around at everyone, and said, "Big brother, look, there is a good class under the roof here?" ”

Liu Qian, Shi Tiangong, Ruan Wu, and Guan Yu glanced at each other and laughed, and the originally slightly tense atmosphere was dispersed.

Shi Tian's archer stroked his long hair and smiled: "Fourth brother Hugh has to worry about having no battle to fight, and the urgent transfer of the two of you back is not to give up the attack, but to adjust the direction of the main attack." Then he put away his smile and turned to Guan Yu and said, "Sixth brother, I have an extremely important task to be entrusted to you. ”

Snow Wolf Pass is the gateway to Pingzhou Mansion from Qingzhou Mansion to Pingzhou Mansion, and it is also the main road at the throat. The terrain here is dangerous, the city is built on the mountain, the road is rugged and narrow, the strange rocks on both sides are craggy, and the dog's teeth are staggered, it is an easy place to defend and difficult to attack.

Feng Yong led the army to the pass, closed the door wide, and a thin old man in an official uniform bowed down and saluted: "General Feng, the old man has been ordered to wait here for a long time!" ”

Feng Yong looked up and down a few times, and wondered in his heart: Daqi seems to be really unavailable! Why did you send such an unbearable dry old man to guard the pass?

The official uniform on this person is obviously one size larger, which looks extremely ill-fitting, and it is easy to remind people of the words "Mu Monkey and Crown".

Seeing that Feng Yong just looked himself up and down and didn't answer, the dry old man grinned disapprovingly, and said again: "Xiaguan Lu Yansheng welcomes the general to pass the customs." ”

Feng Yong nodded and said, "Oh, the imperial court's siege artillery and grain and grass supplies are said to have arrived in front of the pass, but is there such a thing?" ”

Lu Yansheng said loudly: "Twenty artillery pieces with 200 gunners have arrived at the customs two days ago, and thirty percent of the grain and grass required have been stored in the pass, which can be accompanied by the generals, and the rest of the grain and grass Lu is still in contact with the collection, and it will be completed in the near future." ”

Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction, and said in his heart that this bad old man was quite neat.

Out of the Snow Wolf Pass and still a hundred and ten miles away from the border of Pingzhou, Feng Yong remembered Yang Mingyi's advice before leaving, so he ordered the troops to slow down the march and sent a large number of scouts to reconnoiter around. Pioneer Officer Nie Shilong couldn't help but hurriedly said: "Dashuai, why are we going slower and slower?" So when will we be able to defeat the Red Turban bandits? ”

Feng Yong's face sank, and he reprimanded: "What's the hurry? Before leaving, Grandpa Guo repeatedly told you and me to be careful. Have you forgotten? ”

Nie Shilong argued: "The art of war is cloudy, and the soldiers are fast. Waiting so fast will only make the Red Turban Army fully prepared! There are many harms and no benefits. ”

Feng Yong sneered: "Do you think that now that they are rushing to Pingzhou non-stop, the red turban bandits will be defenseless?" ”

Nie Shilong didn't answer anymore, and walked away stupidly.

Nie Xianfeng was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

Nie Shilong and his cousin Nie Yunniang have a good relationship, so under his cousin's command, he always feels like a chick under the wings of an old hen, and he lacks the opportunity to rush to the front to show his strength. This time he can finally fight independently, and when he encounters this shrinking turtle boss again, how can he not be angry?! So, he decided to lead the vanguard troops, pull the main force a distance, rush to the front, grab the first credit, repay the grandfather of the country, and let his cousin and the turtle boss see his Nie Shilong's ability.

Soon, the 10,000 cavalry pioneers led by the hot-blooded young man Nie Shilong encountered the 40,000 bloodthirsty legions led by the cold-blooded middle-aged Zhai Longbiao.

It's an encounter that takes place in an open field. On one side is the vanguard of the Tiger Battalion full of confidence and eager to make meritorious contributions; On one side is the iron-blooded army of the Red Turban Army who screams and screams, can't eat or sleep without fighting or killing. There was no agitation, no call, not even a trumpet to attack. The two centaurs are like two levels of a magnet, strongly attracted to each other, violently slamming into each other.

Zhai Longbiao brandished his double axe and rushed to the front of the team, his eyes wide open, and he screamed and unceremoniously harvested the heads. The lieutenants and his own guards followed him closely to his left and right, skillfully blocking the spears and knives that came from all directions, and then easily cutting down the enemy troops who intended to sneak up on the commander.

Nie Shilong was shocked, he had participated in countless battles, slashed and defeated countless enemies, but he had never encountered such a strong opponent. He beheaded five or six of his opponent's soldiers in a row, and the long knife in his hand was already covered with ticking blood, but the enemy behind him still rushed towards him with a scream. There was not the slightest fear in their eyes, only bloodshot pupils and inexplicable excitement, as if it was a very happy thing to be the ghost of his sword.

What made him even more uneasy was that with a strong black man with a mad wheel and two axes as an arrow, the opponent was like a sharp razor, quickly cutting his team from the middle to half, forming a situation of dividing and surrounding, and striking left and right. The skill of the attack is breathtaking.

Capture the thief and capture the king first! Nie Shilong quickly swung his long knife, cut down several enemy soldiers who were in the way, fought his way out, and rushed towards Zhai Longbiao.

Zhai Longbiao reined in his war horse, glanced back at the blood-stained armor that followed him, and grinned: "How about brothers, be happy?" How about a return to the kill? The crowd raised their swords and guns and shouted loudly. They turned their horses' heads and screamed and re-entered the formation.

Zhai Longbiao was killing the rise, suddenly felt a silver light in front of him falling from the sky, one hand from the head of the enemy in front of him pulled out the axe embedded in it, the other hand of the giant axe blade upward, round and knocked upward, only to hear a loud "dang long" sound, sparks splashed, and the long knife in Nie Shilong's hand was forced to split a gap.

Nie Shilong's war horse under his crotch was shocked and took two steps back, raising his head and neighing.

Nie Shilong gritted his teeth and held back the sour numbness coming from his palm, and attacked three moves in a row, eager to immediately cut the black strong man in front of him off his horse to turn the tide of the battle.

Zhai Longbiao unhurriedly resolved the opponent's moves, and praised the enemy's young general's sharp sword skills in his heart.

Praise is praise, and it does not affect him in the slightest to kill the killer. With the two horses and a wrong kick, Zhai Longbiao turned around violently, split Huashan with one move, and smashed the giant axe in his hand to the back of the opponent's head mercilessly.

Nie Shilong only felt the wind ringing in the back of his head, and secretly screamed in his heart. His legs clamped the horse's belly sharply, and he leaned back quickly, lying flat on the horse's back, and raised the blade horizontally with both hands, and used all his strength to go up. The knife and axe collided violently again, and the round iron blade in Nie Shilong's hand was actually split in half, and the axe blade slashed through his helmet with Yu Wei, and the helmet rolled to the ground.

Nie Shilong turned over and sat up, his hair was scattered, and a bloody mark was also scratched on his forehead, looking very embarrassed.

He began to regret it, regretting that he should not have broken away from the main force and rushed forward. I regret that I am young and vigorous, arrogant, and underestimate the strength of my opponent.

Zhai Longbiao didn't give him a chance to continue to regret it, and the big axe in his other hand followed with the sound of whirring wind, killing his soul.

Nie Shilong's head flew out with a half-pulled arm, and his headless body was still sitting upright on the horse, splattering blood upward, and it took more than a dozen steps as the war horse galloped out before it fell into the dust weakly.

The vanguard of the Tiger Battalion was brutally cut into several small pieces, still desperately dying. From time to time, the foot soldiers of the Red Turbans stabbed their spears from outside the circle, attacking the horses from the belly upwards. And the knights of the pioneer battalion could only watch and could not do anything. Because they were surrounded by wolf-like red turban cavalry, waving all kinds of blades and calling at them desperately, they were not allowed to spare their hands at all. The screams and shouts on the battlefield rang out.

Hearing the scout's report that the vanguard troops had encountered the Red Turban bandits, and they had already fought each other, Feng Yong's forehead broke out with hot sweat. Quarrel with Nie Shilong is quarrel, after all, that kid is the cousin of the deputy leader, and if he really has to have three long and two short, he can't explain when he goes back. That hot-tempered little might dare to tear him apart! Thinking of this, he shouted an order: "All horses, full speed ahead!" ”。

Finally out of breath they arrived at the battlefield, where the smoke had cleared. Except for a few wounded and undead horses, there was a constant wail of despair, and a peaceful aura of death hung in the air. The Red Turban Army rushed like the wind, and disappeared without a trace like the wind.

Feng Yong jumped off the horse wordlessly, with tears in his eyes, looking around in the pile of corpses. He instructed his subordinates: "Look for any brothers who are still alive, and pay special attention to finding out the whereabouts of the pioneer officer." ”

From the situation on the scene, he could imagine the severity of the battle, and it was obvious that his side had suffered a big loss. This forced him to reacquaint himself with the Red Turban bandits he was trying to exterminate.

"Found it!" The exclamation of a soldier interrupted Feng Yong's troubled thoughts, and he walked up tremblingly. Then, at the sight of a head attached to half of his shoulder, he froze.

Guan Yu glanced at Lu Yansheng, who was still struggling desperately after being tied into zongzi under his feet, and said with a smile: "Untie him, at such a young age, he has no power to tie the chicken." It's almost dawn, so let him accompany me to drink a bowl of wine and chat. ”

Lu Yansheng struggled, the green tendons on the thin neck stalk were exposed, and scolded: "Boy, what kind of ability is a sneak attack in the middle of the night?" There's a kind of you let go of me, let's do it with open fire, see if I don't smash you into meat sauce! ”

One of Guan Yu's guards standing behind him was furious when he heard this, and raised the horsewhip in his hand. Guan Yu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You all go down, I can't handle a bad old man, Bai is mixed up in this world!" ”

When the guards heard this, they withdrew their whips and retreated.