Seed Master Dao knew everything about the military formation, but if the object of explanation was the one in front of him, what surged in his heart was more of a sense of powerlessness.

It is said that Xiucai met soldiers, and it is unreasonable. But when a soldier encounters those talents, how can he be reasonable? He is not a martial artist who does not know a few words, although he has been in battle for decades, but he is still a scholar in his bones, more than a martial artist. That's why he was more patient with Zhou Maosi and others, and even so, his heart was already stuffed with grass at the moment.

The regimental training continued to move forward, and soon entered a distance of one hundred and fifty steps, the seed master Dao looked at the city, his fingers flicked slightly, as if looking for some kind of rhythm, and just when Geng Nanzhong and the others looked at him puzzled, the seed master Dao flicked his fingers violently, and shouted in his mouth: "Drumming...... Shoot the arrows! ”

Before the words fell, I heard a drum sound of "dong" at the head of the city opposite, and then I saw a black spot rising from the top of the city.

Geng Nanzhong opened his mouth stupidly, and his eyes followed the black dot from far to near, from high to low. And then it landed in the middle of the crowd.

Suddenly, the regimental training soldiers wailed, and many people fell in the close crowd that swarmed up. Even Geng Nanzhong, who was in the rear, could not see the tragic situation of blood flying on the front line, they could also find that a large number of regimental training soldiers fell to the ground. At that moment, he shouted: "Tell the soldiers to speed up, and those who go to the head of the city first will give the official Bao Yilang a reward of one million." ”

Military affairs, Geng Nanzhong doesn't understand, but the most basic means of inspiration, he is at his fingertips.

It's just that I don't know if the previous siege force will be crushed when this promise reaches the ears of the soldiers.

The crying father and mother who were shot in the regimental training immediately stopped the momentum, some people wanted to retreat, some people still wanted to move forward, and more people were at a loss. Go forward, they are cowardly; Let's retreat, if you don't mention whether you are willing or not, and you don't mention that you don't supervise the team at the back, it's more embarrassing. But so many of them did not even reach the head of the city, and they fled back in defeat......

In this way, the whole team immediately dispersed, not to mention that there were many wounded soldiers wailing, which made the soldiers and horses under the city even more chaotic.

Seeing the regimental training outside the city like this, the defenders at the head of the city did not need to be supervised, so they released arrows one by one. Luo Shaodong wore a much thicker armor than the others, carried a treasure knife, and patrolled back and forth on the city wall.

The crossbowmen in the city have already shot with all their might, and the quasi-head may be touching, but there are so many people outside the city, shooting towards the crowd. The regimental training archers under the city also began to shoot from their backs, but their accuracy was even more touching, and many of them could not fall on the city.

There is no need for a wooden rolling stone, just a crossbow shot is enough to retreat from the enemy.

The strength of the defenders was not much, but before the regimental training in Quang Nam, it was already like a trench.

After several rounds of arrow rain, the screams in the formation came and went, and those regimental training soldiers who were about to rush forward were nailed to the ground one after another, and the others were frightened.

Zhou Bin bit his lip, and his eyes gradually turned red. "You go and tell Luo Shaodong that he was going to open the city gate and kill him."

Although it was based on the city, it was like a regiment training outside the city, and there was no need to worry about being broken by it. But if you don't open the city and rush for a while, how can you get greater military achievements?

He is no longer young, but now he is still in a position that does not slip away, if he doesn't fight at this time, when will he stay?

Lu Qian transferred him from the north to the pro-army as a regimental leader, but he always chose to ask him to stay in Yidu, Zhou Bin knew the reason, and Lu Qian also considered him. But Zhou Bin is unwilling, Shi Wengong, who gave him a hand at the beginning, is now a general in Northern Xinjiang, so he will not be able to go up and down like this for the rest of his life? That's why he wanted to be transferred south, originally going to Jiangxi or Jiangnan, but in the end he was assigned to Xiangnan.

This is not very much, the difference between Ganxi and Xiangnan is like, as long as he is not assigned to Jiangnan, Ganxi or Xiangnan is the same, he is here to make the last effort, not to be entangled in being assigned there.

"Go back, go siege, get on!" No matter how much the regimental training officers shouted, they could not stop the retreating regimental training.

If it was when the city gate was suddenly opened, the drawbridge was lowered, and Zhou Bin wore heavy armor and led five hundred soldiers and horses straight out, it was really a hungry tiger pounced on the sheep, and the goshawk chased the purple swallow.

made a bold move, killed the regiment and trained the troops, lost and lost, the stars fell and scattered, seven losses and eight injuries, and the head of the rat scurried. The soldiers threw gold and drums one by one, skimmed halberds and guns, looked for their sons, and called for their brothers.

Such a rout was not actually the fault of the soldiers. It was a mistake in itself to ask a group of soldiers who had never undergone real military training to charge into battle and attack the city like elite soldiers.

During the Song Dynasty, the physical fitness of the Han people Ding Zhuang was not bad, and looking at the subordinates of Yue Fei and other famous anti-Jin generals later, the brave soldiers held by those people did not have many soldiers who fled during the Jingkang period. As long as they get the treatment they deserve, get the training they deserve, and have a general who is worthy of their trust, the soldiers who are looking for money can make meritorious contributions on the battlefield. This is completely different from the huge difference in the physical fitness of Chinese and Japanese officers and soldiers during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression in later generations.

Geng Nanzhong stood up violently, and said angrily: "Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and those who live up to the emperor's grace, are really hateful, under my order, those who dare to retreat will be beheaded!" ”

Geng Nanzhong had not yet seen that the general trend was gone, and only thought about severely punishing those retreating regimental training soldiers. It is to kill chickens and monkeys, so as to wake up the other regimental exercises.

The Seed Master Dao is already shaking his head, and there is only one department that has been defeated, but how can the other departments still have the fighting spirit now? If they can't succeed in the past, they can become, right?

Zhou Bin reined in the troops, his brain was not mixed up, and no matter how bad the regimental training on the opposite side was, there were tens of thousands of people. There were only five hundred people behind him, and it was daylight, so he still took it when he saw it. "I hate that grandpa has no cavalry under his command, otherwise he will behead Geng Nanzhong's dog in the army."

The henchman on his side replied: "If the Song army suffers this defeat, it will inevitably set up camp outside the city." Why didn't the general go and steal the camp tonight, measure the rabble from top to bottom of his army, and stabilize the camp of Anza? All it takes is to get people to quietly put in, wait until the night to set fires, and then the general will lead his troops forward, and he will be able to succeed, and that will be a great achievement. "The quality of the regiment's training is too poor, if we can make them panic, I am afraid that they will really be defeated without a fight.

Zhou Bin was overjoyed at the moment. "It makes sense."

At the moment, he sat back and watched the regimental training outside the city to collect the defeated army, reorganize the men and horses, and set up camp outside the city. He conspired with Luo Shaodong, and immediately picked up brave people in the army.

At night, the stars and moon are in the sky, and the hot evening breeze is blowing. It's a rare clear night sky.

When the night came, the Song army camp that could only faintly see a silhouette by the light of the stars and the moon suddenly ignited a fire, and Zhou Bin and Luo Shaodong's eyes immediately lit up.

"When the time comes, there is no need to hesitate. I'll break the cauldron and kill it! Zhou Bin looked at Luo Shaodong, who was hesitant for three minutes, and felt a little angry in his heart. This handful of birds, there is no opposition during the day, and only now has this face been revealed, who is to see?

He didn't look at him anymore, but shouted, "Kaesong." ”

led the Han soldiers out of the city first, and Luo Shaodong could only give in. Otherwise, Zhou Bin failed, and he would be an accomplice who trapped nearly a thousand Han troops to death!

For himself, for his family, and for the sake of his clansmen, Luo Shaodong died by himself, and he didn't want to see Zhou Bin injured. At that moment, he suppressed the bitterness in his heart, and ordered his native soldiers to run out of the city.

There were already many fires in the Song military camp, and the small flames were blown by the wind, and they immediately became bigger. Although the evening breeze seen in the Lingnan mountains is not as good as that in the north, it is not small, especially tonight.

Countless regimental training soldiers woke up from the panic and hurriedly fled one by one when they saw the tents red by the firelight outside.

It was at this time that Zhou Bin led his troops to kill in front of the Song army camp.

"Fire, fire!" Looking at the messy Song Ying, Zhou Bin was happy, but he knew that this was the time to take advantage of the fire to rob.

He only had four tiger squat cannons in his hands, and in the rumbling sound, the four small cannons spewed out hundreds of projectiles one after another, and at a distance of ten zhang, these projectiles could maintain a terrifying destructive power.

The regimental training that was being assembled at the Yuanmen - Zhou Bin They had been discovered, and they were relying on the antlers in front of the Yuanmen. Startled by the sudden explosion, especially the group of people in front of the camp, as if they had been harvested by a sickle, they were all shortened.

The four-door tiger squat cannon, even if the power is limited, but if it is bombarded by a shotgun at close range, the regimental training soldiers who are shrouded in the projectile can only all turn into blood gourds, and those who die can no longer die. When the aftermath did not subside, Zhou Bin had already raised his blade and shouted: "Kill, kill in-" When leading the soldiers and horses to rush straight over, the regimental training in front of the camp collapsed.

The master was angry and just wanted to vomit blood, so he gathered part of the regimental training soldiers outside the camp, which was meant to make a partition. As long as he holds the gate of this large camp, the soldiers and horses on the left and right come out to flank the enemy, even if it is difficult to completely annihilate the enemy in the dark, and even the Song army has far more casualties than the enemy, but he can also repel the enemy in the city.

But now? It's just a small four cannon sounds, something that the people of Wuling are not afraid of, but the Guangnan group practitioners are as if they have seen evil ghosts, which is really unbearable.

The grandson Chong Yanchong beside him was also dumbfounded, looking at the crazy defeated soldiers outside, like the water that broke the embankment, crushing all the regimental training soldiers assembled in the Yuanmen, and within these hundred and ten steps, all the people who turned their heads and fled backwards.

"Grandfather, it is irreversible, and it is necessary to protect Geng Xianggong from danger." Tanyan shouted. He is the only grandson of the Seed Master.

The seed master Dao, who is already sixty years old, is now the only one descendant left. His two sons, Chong Haoguan Di Gonglang and Chong Xi as the Marquis of Gemen, both died early. Sun Yanchong and Yansong, but now only Yanchong is still with him, and that Yansong has died early. In the official history, during the Shaoxing period, Zhao Jiumei ordered her nephew to be enshrined.

Geng Nanzhong had already rushed out of the big tent, looking at the scene in the camp and was dumbfounded, and scolded in his mouth: "The imperial court has high hopes for Lian Yong, and he will be rewarded when he is promoted, but he doesn't want to be all greedy for life and afraid of death, and he can't afford to use them, how can this be true, how can this be true!" ”

Zhang Jun, who had already arrived, was more anxious than Geng Nanzhong, and said straightly: "Xianggong should quickly send people to recruit soldiers to block these fleeing soldiers." "Otherwise, even with his shallow knowledge of the military formation, he knows that things are not good.

Seed Master Dao and grandson had already arrived, and they just shook their heads when they heard this. This Lian Yong defeated ridiculously during the day, and even more ridiculously defeated in the night.

Geng Nanzhong kept shouting and ordering, Wu Zi still wanted to force the king to be wild, but there were more than 10,000 practitioners in the camp, just like thousands of consciousnesses living together as one, the chaos of 'thinking' was beyond imagination, how could it be that he could stop it with a few shouts? That saw that it was a great rout for the whole battalion to practice bravery.

The scene has become a mess.