Chapter 2: The Purple Horse (Part 3I)

Zhang Jin said that he was very unhappy. Before this, Cheng Mingzhen had never disobeyed him in public, and he had never been so absent-minded as he was today. Although he knew very well that the reason why the young man was behaving abnormally was because he had just lost his brother, he was just uncomfortable in his heart. With such a big family business as Juluze, how can there be no one in charge? If the authority of the head of the family is not maintained, will it not be seen to fall apart?

Cheng Mingzhen was also very unhappy in his heart. He wanted to do something for his good friend, but he didn't know how to make Ermao go more at ease. Since Zhou Ning left, no woman has been able to enter Wang Ermao's eyes. Gold, silver and jewelry, there is no shortage of the royal family at the moment. Glory and wealth, he can't afford it. The only thing that can give him some peace of mind is to kill more enemies and bury his best friend. However, the current situation of the Hebei battlefield is too complicated, and the army should not be consumed outside Fuyang City.

The sudden flash of fire in the northern sky solves all the puzzles.

Fuyang City is on fire, and the defenders are in the nest! The gates are wide open, and people are fleeing everywhere! As soon as the news was transmitted back to Zhang's army's tent, it immediately aroused cheers. God has cooked the meat and brought it to everyone's mouth, how can everyone not eat it? All the arguments just now, all the resolutions, were declared null and void at once. Zhang Jin said that he personally ordered the army, and Mount Tai smashed it towards the south gate of Fuyang City!

All the sharps who had been trained in the process of Mingzhen were assembled together to form the Chinese army. Du Scarqi led more than 10,000 ragged old minions to act as the left wing. Hao Laodao led another 10,000 people to form the right wing of the team. Sun Huozi and Lu Fangyuan each led the soldiers and horses of their headquarters, as well as other miscellaneous minions who could not be on the stage, and followed the rear of the team in a chaotic manner, waving flags and shouting to make a strong voice.

More than 500 heavily armored soldiers surrounded Zhang Jincheng and walked in the center of the front of the group. Their equipment was carefully selected from the captures of the last few great victories, far surpassing their peers, and even inferior to the most elite soldiers. In order to prevent Cheng Mingzhen from losing self-control due to being too sad, Zhang Jincheng ordered the young man to follow the position of the Chinese army later, mainly responsible for protecting the battle flag of the Zhang family. The enemy's full battle is not more than 3,000, and the probability of rushing to the banner of Zhang Zi is very small.

The 3,000 remnants of the soldiers who were full of calculations could not fight with the giants of Julu Ze in an upright manner. Zhang Jin's initial plan was to first drive all the brothers outside Fuyang City and crush the enemy in momentum. Then he personally led Ruishi to storm the south gate, so that Feng Xiaoci had no time to take care of anything else. At this time, the brothers on the left and right flanks could go around the east and west gates to launch an attack under the leadership of Hao Laodao and Du Scar. As long as any of the three armies entered the city, Feng Xiaoci would have to fight a decisive battle with the giant deer. At that time, all the sharp soldiers will be pressed again, and Feng Xiaoci and the remnants of his army will be completely defeated and crushed into powder.

"At this time, Feng Xiaoci may not continue to defend it. As long as he takes advantage of the chaos to escape, it will be difficult for us to catch him! As one of the main generals of the Ruishi Battalion, Zhou Lihu felt that it was his responsibility to remind the coach when Cheng Mingzhen was in a downturn, and leaned close to Zhang Jincheng's ear and whispered.

"Run?" Zhang Jincheng glanced back at him, a sneer in his nostrils. "Where can he escape to the cold and snow? Besides, what we want is not his head, but the baggage in Fuyang City. It's better for the surnamed Feng to run away, anyway, he will die sooner or later, saving Lao Tzu from wasting his physical strength! ”

"The lord said very much, the surname Feng was also cut off when he went back, we can't fight him!" Zhou Lihu smiled, his face full of stuff.

"What did you say?" Zhang Jincheng's face suddenly turned cold, and he asked with a frown.

"What the last general said is that the battle surnamed Feng was fought badly, and sooner or later he would have to be cut down by the Dog Emperor!" Zhou Lihu thought that the surrounding environment was too noisy, which affected Zhang Jincheng's hearing, raised his voice a few points, and shouted with his neck straight.

"The first half of the sentence?" Zhang Jincheng lightly brought the mount, his brows furrowed.

"The last general, the last general......" Zhou Lihu was startled, hesitated for a while, and then responded tentatively, "The lord, the last general said the lord, the lord judged accurately, predicted things, predicted things, that one is like a god......"

As soon as Zhang Jin's advance slowed down, the movement speed of the entire army had to slow down. The well-trained Sharp Warrior Battalion was okay, and quickly stabilized the formation under the control of the junior generals. The miscellaneous soldiers who walked behind the formation were messed up, you hit me, I squeezed you, hit a chicken and a dog jumped, and people turned over on their backs.

Zhang Jin said that he didn't have time to pay attention to the order behind the team, and grinned, revealing a mouth full of big yellow teeth. "Lord, this word is good, who taught you?"

Zhou Lihu immediately had the spirit, straightened his chest, and responded loudly: "Report to the lord, since you are the lord of Hebei, of course you are the lord of our wait." This doesn't need to be taught, it's just natural! ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Jincheng glanced at Zhou Lihu again, and his heart was more comfortable than drinking cold water in the summer. "Keep up, this king hangs the people today. Later, you will take the lead! Let Feng Xiaoci see how powerful my giant deer Ze is a hero! ”

"In the end, the end will definitely live up to its mission!" Zhou Lihu was so excited that he was so hot that he couldn't wait to fly to Fuyang City immediately. Unfortunately, before he could grow wings, a violent war drum suddenly sounded in the depths of the night, "Knock, knock......"

"Stabilize the formation and form a formation!" Zhang Jincheng's eyes had been attracted by the firelight in the city before, and he didn't notice the bottom of the city wall at all. As the saying goes, it's darkest under the lights, and when he realizes that the enemy might be hiding outside the city walls, it's too late to make adjustments. Feng Xiaoci led the last strength in Fuyang City to rush head-on, like a long arrow off the string.

"Protect the big boss, protect the big boss!" Zhou Lihu pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist and screamed hoarsely. Finally, he had a chance to perform, but he found that he was unlucky. Feng Xiaoci's old madman almost collided with him, and as long as he took half a step back, he directly exposed Zhang Jincheng himself in front of the madmen Youwuhou.

The Rui Shi Battalion fought with the enemy army in peace, and they all obeyed the orders from the Chinese army. Flags, golden drums and trumpets are used during the day and lanterns, golden drums and trumpets are used at night. Suddenly encountered an enemy attack, Zhang Jin, who was the commander-in-chief, said that he did not give any signal there, and he couldn't react correctly for a while, so he could only look at each other in place.

"Save the big boss, save the big boss!" Zhou Lihu was anxious and afraid, and even suspected that the nearby brothers were deliberately looking at his jokes. He didn't have the idea of replacing Cheng Mingzhen, but Wang Ermao died in battle, and Cheng Mingzhen would inevitably have a vacant position around him. Whether based on ability or qualifications, he feels that he is the right person. But this is good, patting Zhang Jin and saying that he is a sycophant but puts his life on the line. That Feng Xiaoci just wanted to die desperately, and wanted to pull a few pads. And if he let Zhang Jincheng suffer the slightest injury, the old and young masters of Juluze would have to turn around and light themselves on the sky lantern.

Finding that the opponent's performance was very different from some time ago, Feng Xiaoci was overjoyed. He used his left hand shield to overthrow a giant deer Ze Ruishi, and his right hand swept through the iron lance, instantly piercing the body of a captain. Then he used the lieutenant's body as a sledgehammer and smashed it directly into several nearby minions. The minions did not want to harm the remains of their brothers, so they had to retreat. Feng Xiaoci laughed and stepped forward, one step at a time, throwing off the burden on the lance, and quickly stabbing over another green forest hero who couldn't dodge.

The remnants of the Right Marquis and the old general advanced and retreated together, as fierce as a group of wild wolves forced onto the cliff. They roared and bared their teeth, tearing apart the Zhang family soldiers who stood in their way, hacking down panicked opponents and cutting down battle flags. Pick up the torches dropped by the minions from the ground, and light the battle flag and the corpse as chopping wood, sending out billowing smoke.

"Resist, resist, save the big boss, save the big boss!" In the panic, Zhou Lihu's voice was already crying. The enemy was already close at hand, and the blood of his robe had already splashed on his face. However, Cheng Mingzhen and Hao Laodao, who have the best martial arts, have not yet approached, and the people who are close are also chaotic, and the fight is disorderly.

Hao Laodao and Du Scarqi were afraid that Zhang Jin would say that they were wrong, and they squeezed into the center of the battle formation the moment they discovered the enemy. However, it was difficult for them to see what the enemy was doing in the dark light, and it was difficult for the Chinese army's Ruishi battalion to cooperate effectively and give up enough gaps for the brothers on both wings. As a result, Hao Laodao and Du Scarqi not only failed to contact the enemy as they wished, but instead disrupted their own positions. Suddenly, tens of thousands of heroes in the green forest were like sheep, surging in the east and a pinch in the west, but they couldn't get to the right place.

"The whole team, the whole team, stand still. Don't mess around, kill the nearest enemy together! Finally, an order sounded in the midst of the chaos, although it was only a few hundred people shouting at the top of their voices, but it also allowed everyone to find the backbone. That was the emergency measure that Cheng Mingzhen came up with, and he had already thought of this method at the beginning of the battle. But the Ling Banner and the Horn were concentrated in Zhang Jincheng's hands, and his voice was easily swallowed up by the shouts around him.

"Steady, steady, Sharps, move closer to me." The situation stabilized in front of him, and Zhang Jincheng finally regained his senses and passed his order into a horn. In the firelight, his two eyeballs and an old face had turned purple. I thought that I could show my face once this time, so that the brothers knew that their big boss was still there, but I didn't expect Feng Xiaoci to come back at a critical moment. If the old thief rushes in front of him and breaks the formation, he will lose his face today. Not only will Cheng Mingzhen look down on him, but many old brothers will also feel that they are too incompetent.

After all, there are many people, as long as you don't mess up, you can exhaust the enemy to death if you are tired. Zhang Jin said that as soon as the nearby formation stabilized, the situation on the entire battlefield immediately changed. Feng Xiaoci was scheming, noticed that the situation had changed, and immediately changed the direction of the attack. Let go of the Zhang Jiajun's own soldiers, who resisted the most fiercely, and turned his head and rushed towards the junction of the Chinese army and the left flank.

The warriors who lacked unified scheduling didn't have time to react, and in the blink of an eye, a bloody hole was torn open. As soon as their seemingly hard shell was broken away, the fragile side of the giant deer warriors was immediately exposed. Feng Xiaoci held a shield in one hand and a lance in the other, shouting and killing, and there was no general in front of him. The remnants of the right Wuhou are like crazy people who protect the back and flanks of the old guy, people block and kill, and ghosts block and kill ghosts. When encountering ordinary minions whose weapons and training are at a third-rate level, they can cut them with their hands raised, and they are clean and neat. Soon they rushed to Du Scar's mount, and a charge cut down one of his soldiers and turned them on their backs.

"Hold on! Don't take a step back! The big boss is watching us! A group of fierce gods rushed out around him, and Du Scar was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky. He said it nicely, but his arms and thighs did not listen to him, and he turned the horse's head and fled by picking up the most sparse position of the people.

"Don't fight, follow him!" Feng Xiaoci pointed the lance at Du Scar's horse's buttocks and ordered loudly. In the dark, he couldn't see clearly what level of character Du Scar was, but he made a decision based on years of experience. The left and right robes agreed, and immediately repeated the order continuously, "Chase, chase, don't run away Zhang Jincheng, don't run Zhang Jincheng!" ”

"Lao Tzu is here, Lao Tzu didn't run!" faintly heard the sound of chasing, and Zhang Jincheng's nose was crooked. What did he run, except for the initial counterattack, he was a little flustered, and he was timid. It's good now, I can't explain it all over my mouth. Damn old thief Feng, you are so dead, what kind of rumors are you making!

But at this time, the more aggrieved you are, the more you have no place to reason. Knowing that his brothers might have chased the wrong person, Feng Xiaoci did not correct it in order to boost morale. Those Youwu Hou soldiers who had put life and death aside heard that they could pull Zhang Jin's back and rush to kill more and more energetically. In the dark, I don't know how many minions mistakenly believed the rumors, knowing that the number of people on their side was dozens of times that of the enemy, but they couldn't raise the will to fight, and when they saw someone rushing towards them, they turned around and left.

"Chase, chase Zhang Jin!" The unexpected surprise made Feng Xiaoci's white beard red with joy, staring at Du Scar's horse ass and chasing after him. Du Scar and his guards were defeated again and again, and they couldn't hold their ground at all. The more you retreat, the more directionless, and the more you retreat, the more chaotic it becomes. Unconsciously, he actually went around half of this formation, and rushed to the Ruishi camp who was still dizzy in place.

"Kill, kill Zhang Jin!" Feng Xiaoci quickly noticed that the resistance in front of him had increased, and he waved his iron lance and shouted. "Kill, kill Zhang Jin! Don't let him run! Wu Wenzhong, the auxiliary general, took the lead in responding. More than 1,000 right martial marquis dead soldiers opened their throats and joined in, as if victory was just around the corner. They struck through the gap that Du Scar had rushed out of himself, tearing the crack bigger and bigger like mercury seeping into a wound. They caught up with Du Scar's guards and slashed them from behind. Then he stepped on the body of the deceased and rushed to the nearest giant deer Ze Haojie, cutting him down and knocking him over while the other party was stunned. Then continue to chase the frightened and courageous, push the resistant, wrap the confused, forward, forward, continue to move forward. The momentum is like a torrent, the momentum is like a bamboo, and everyone is invincible.