Murong Yanzhao led Qingzhuang to rush down from the river embankment, but due to the suddenness of the change, Liu Chengjun didn't have time to respond, so that the old general was caught off guard.

Dozens of guards around him were killed, and he was also wrapped up and retreated.

"Folks, no matter which god you worship, you must always speak of conscience!"

"The thieves of the Northern Han Dynasty want to open the Yellow River and flood your home! Can the big guy endure it? ”

"It's still a little bloody, it's still a man, just follow us to kill the enemy!"

……

Murong Yanqing not only knows how to dance gods, but also has a set of demagoguery, and he asks his subordinates to shout together. Those Manichaeans who were coerced over were unwilling to listen to Liu Chengjun's orders, because the knife was pressed on their necks, and they had no choice. Looking at it now, if the river embankment is really dug up, not to mention them, even their families will suffer.

At this time, nothing is as important as life!

There was a big man who suddenly burst out, he stabbed the chest of the Northern Han army with a shovel, the metal and bones collided, making a clicking sound, the chest of the Northern Han army was broken, the ribs stabbed into the lungs, and blood spurted out along the mouth and nose, as if going to Shura Hell!

The big man raised the shovel and shone it on his abdomen, and it was all at once.

"It's true that Lao Tzu is Manichaean, but Lao Tzu doesn't treat you as a dog!" The big man killed this guy and continued to pounce on the next one, he waved the shovel wildly, and the Northern Han army was so frightened that he retreated step by step. There was a short, stout guy with a fierce face and scolding, "Useless waste, you can't even kill a common person, what else can you do?" ”

He swung the scimitar in his hand and slashed at it, cutting off the handle of the big man's shovel. He smiled smugly and waved a knife, which hit the big man in the shoulder, and the blood came out of the wound, and the big man hit the ground on one knee.

The stout guy wanted to draw his knife and continue to slash, but found that the big man's hands were tightly clasped with the scimitar, and a pair of eyes burst into blazing flames!

"Not good!"

The stout guy wanted to retreat, but it was already over, and the wooden sticks, iron forks, kitchen knives, and pickaxes fell together, and his head was smashed, and the corpse plopped and knelt in front of the big man.

The flame in Dahan's eyes gradually dimmed, and he fought to kill two, enough for this!

More than 1,000 Manichaeans, as well as sailors and fishermen on the boats, rushed up, with pennies and harpoons in their hands, and pounced on the Northern Han army.

The big guys know that these brutes are going to dig up the Yellow River and destroy everyone's homes, if they don't fight with them, are they still human!

Speaking of which, Liu Chengjun is also unlucky, he is bringing the elite of the Northern Han Dynasty, even if he faces Ye Hua's hussar guards, he does not necessarily suffer. But this time, his mind was on the embankment of the Yellow River, leaving 2,000 people on the north bank and only 1,000 people brought over. Moreover, of these 1,000 people, there are 900 who do not have war horses.

A cavalry that has lost its horses is not as good as an infantry.

Murong Yanzhao's subordinates numbered hundreds of young men, as well as more than 100 servants, plus more than 1,000 Manichaean followers, almost twice as many troops.

The big guy was so angry that he defeated Liu Chengjun, leaving behind more than 200 corpses, plus those who were washed away by the river, there were more than 300 people in total!

Faced with this result, Liu Chengjun went crazy, he slammed his horse and looked back at his subordinates, his facial features were so angry that he moved.

He can lose to Ye Hua, or even to Yang Ye, but he can't accept that he loses to a group of rabble!

Lao Tzu is the prince of the Han Dynasty and a person who wants to inherit thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Now he has been defeated by a group of ordinary people, what is this?

"Listen, come back with me, kill all these untouchables, and leave no one behind!"

Liu Chengjun regrouped and fought again.

At this time, the two Murong Yanzhao brothers looked at each other and raised their hearts.

The sudden sneak attack hit the Northern Han army hard, but after all, they are regular people, and the elite of the elite, with them, they can't defeat others.

"Big brother, why don't we accept it when we see it?"

"No!" Murong Yanzhao shook his head vigorously, "Third child, don't forget, Liu Chengjun wants to dig up the Yellow River, if we retreat, what will happen to the embankment?" At the moment, even if we all die, it doesn't matter, the key is the Yellow River embankment! It has to be safe and sound! ”

The old general thought about it and immediately called the old official over.

"I'm going to have to bother you to make a trip, to warn other places, to ask for reinforcements...... Before the imperial court reinforcements come, we have to hold Liu Chengjun to death, and we can't give him time to dig the embankment! ”

The old official nodded, "I understand, but it's not appropriate for me to go." He turned around and found a few young servants, and after explaining the situation, told them to hurry to deliver the letter.

"Alas, old general, I have been a servant for most of my life, and to tell you from the heart, I have not lost any good reputation! Usually walking on the ground, the villagers all nod their heads, but I know in my heart that they are scolding me behind my back! Scold us big guys! The old man took a deep breath, he held a snatched scimitar, rubbed the blood on the sole of his shoe, and then raised his head, "Just now, I lifted a Shatuo man into the river, and then cut off another person's head, and got this knife!" It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure! I've never been so happy! Even if I'm dead now, I'm worth it! ”

While speaking, someone hurriedly ran over, saying that Liu Chengjun had killed him again, and the crowd was in a panic.

The old official glared at the officials and said to the officials: "Brothers, after eating the people's fat and people's ointment for so many years, it is enough!" We can't be like Luqiu Zhongqing, be a bad seed, you say, right? ”

"Yes, yes! Yang Tou is right! ”

"That's right!"

The old official was like drunk, his face flushed, and he raised his scimitar.

"Brothers, follow me, rush!"

The thin and withered old official rushed to the front, and behind him were less than a hundred servants, some of whom had already died in the battle just now.

The old official stepped on the muddy ground, fell down several times, and got up several times, covered in mud and embarrassed, but from beginning to end, the knife in his hand was held high. Until a Northern Han soldier pierced his chest with a spear, the old official was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he used his last strength to shout, "Rush, rush!" ”

The hundred or so officials rushed forward, but no one fled, no one flinched.

They had no armor, they had not undergone much training, they only had swords and iron rulers to bully the people, and they only had the soap clothes of the servants on their bodies.

But it is this soap coat that determines that they are different from ordinary people, they must rush to the front!

Tears welled up in the eyes of Murong Yanzhao and Murong Yanqing.

The old general raised his sword and roared: "Rush, rush!" ”

All the young people, as well as those Manichaeans, no longer distinguished each other, all with red eyes, and rushed to Liu Chengjun and the Northern Han army.

We have nothing else, one life, one blood!

Even if we die, we must protect our hometown and our loved ones!

Just on the banks of the Yellow River, a most bloody battle was staged, and the people who were in a weak position were actually the attacking side, and they did not retreat, there was no fear, only kept moving forward.

The young man at the entrance of the garden died, and the surrounding people heard the news, and more and more people joined the battle.

Liu Chengjun looked up blankly, he was frightened by the crowd in all directions.

There are so many that it makes your scalp tingle!

Are all these people crazy?

Knowing that it is life, but also to die?

Liu Chengjun is crazy, since he dares to come, let the prince kill him happily.

I don't know how many people were cut, the sword in his hand was curled, and the farmer who received the sword did not die immediately, he stabbed Liu Chengjun with the iron fork in his hand.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was stabbed in the thigh, and blood immediately flowed out.

Liu Chengjun was stunned, he was a noble prince, how could he be stabbed by a lowly farmer? Liu Chengjun was angry and urged the horse to smash the farmer's corpse, but suddenly found that there were many farmers in front of him, and their monstrous anger gathered together, which made Liu Chengjun shudder.

His head finally came to his senses, his task is to dig up the Yellow River, what's the use of working hard with these ordinary people?

After figuring it out, he immediately urged his horse, beckoned his subordinates, and rushed outside.

Murong Yanzhao suffered two injuries on his body, the most serious one, which had his bones exposed...... The old general gritted his teeth and clutched his sword.

"Quick, work harder, can't let them run, can't!"

There were two young men, who held up the old general with their shoulders, commanded everyone, rushed forward, and dragged Liu Chengjun's footsteps to death...... It was at this time that changes also took place north of the Yellow River.

Liu Chengjun failed to dig the Yellow River smoothly, but fell into a bitter battle, the Shatuo cavalry on the north bank looked anxious, but the boats were on the south bank, they had to collect boats and cross the river quickly.

But at this time, Murong Deye led a thousand pioneers and finally appeared.

"General, we found that there is a Northern Han army in front!"

Murong Deye's heart immediately hung up!

Not good!

Sure enough, Hou Ye expected that they really wanted to dig up the Yellow River!

Brutes!

"Quick, play the banner of Hou Ye, rush me!"

Murong Deye looked shy, but when he went to the battlefield, he had quite an idea.

He asked his men to wave the banner of Ye Hua and the hussar guards, and then immediately rushed towards the Shatuo cavalry on the north bank. With the condition of the Luzhou soldiers, it is impossible to beat the world-famous Hedong Iron Cavalry, Shatuo Xiongbing!

But the problem is that the Shatuo people are now leaderless, and they are thieves.

When they saw the banner of Ye Zi, when Ye Hua led the troops to come, they were all frightened.

Someone wanted to inform His Royal Highness the Prince, but across the Yellow River, they could only cry out in vain!

"Kill! Kill these brutes! ”

Murong Deye took the lead and crashed into the crowd, unstoppable, and the other Luzhou soldiers also played for a long time, and the big guys were red-eyed, if they let these Shatuo thieves dig up the Yellow River, then it will be okay!

The big guy burst out with ten times the combat power, and all of them died.

People can die, but the river can't be lost!

Murong Deye's onslaught worked, and his charge cut the Shatuo soldiers in two. That general Zhang Fu was terrified, he was more afraid of Ye Hua's name than anyone else.

This guy ran away with his head, and as soon as he ran like this, the entire Shatuo army was scattered...... Murong Deye wiped a handful of blood, and his little white face turned red like a ghost.

"Kill, don't let one go!"