When the barracks were quietly opened, there was still snoring in the camp. A group of figures quietly walked into the camp, and there was no sound except for footsteps.

Wang Erdan has now changed his name to Wang Zhongliang, since he followed Xu Hongru to defeat Yuncheng, he has risen all the way and finally became a commander all the way.

His task was to lead 10,000 horses and soldiers trapped in the city and seize the food that the army needed most.

As long as they can get the food of the Kong family, their rebel army will be further strengthened, and it will not be a problem to pull up hundreds of thousands of men and horses.

The siege of these days finally allowed him to find out the number of officers and soldiers in the city, although there were only 1,000 officers and soldiers in the county town, and it was not a group of peasants who had just put down their hoes that could defeat them.

Wang Zhongliang has turned gray because of this matter, and among the more than 10,000 people under his command, there are less than 1,000 true believers.

The rest are ordinary people who follow the mess and eat well. These people do not have lofty ideals, let alone the idea of seizing the world's wives and sons.

They joined the Dacheng Army just to have something to eat, as long as they could stutter and not starve to death.

So every time they eat in front and fight in the back, they wave their flags and shout more actively than anyone else, and when they really charge into battle, they have long disappeared.

Wang Zhongliang's several sieges of the city were in vain, not only did he not conquer Qubu, but also lost more than 300 loyal White Lotus Sect followers.

He realized that he could no longer continue the siege, and that once the believers were gone, his army might be scattered.

Wang Zhongliang, who had no idea of continuing to attack the city, began to enjoy Qubu in the vicinity, and the women he had snatched from the squire's house in the last two days made him a little unhappy.

The snow-white skin, the petite jade feet, and the weak body simply made him want to stop. Tonight he tossed until the third watch before falling asleep, in the dream he has become a general, his subordinates are like clouds, and there are groups of wives and concubines at home.

Just as he was dreaming, a shout of killing faintly came into his ears.

Wang Zhongliang was a little unhappy when his dream was interrupted, and he touched the chest of the woman next to him twice before he reluctantly got up, causing the woman to exclaim twice.

Wang Zhongliang, who was satisfied, said to the woman: "Let my brother go out and see what's going on, and I will hurt you again when I come back!" With that, he walked out with a wicked smile.

Before he reached the door of the tent, he faintly saw the light of the fire outside. Wang Zhongliang was suddenly shocked, and he rushed out of the tent in a few steps.

When he saw the appearance of the camp, he was stunned, and the originally neat camp was trampled by the chaotic Dacheng army.

There were shouts of killing on the left and right sides of the camp, and the tents on both sides were lit up, and the light of the fire came from there.

From time to time, a flash of fire flashed from the place where he was shouting, and a flame rose from his tent.

Seeing this, Wang Zhongliang was not calm, could it be that the officials and soldiers in the city came to rob the camp? Why didn't the secret post he had set up under the city sound any alarm? Could it be that reinforcements from officers and soldiers are coming?

He didn't have time to think too much, and immediately led people to the camp on the left and killed him. There was the most chaotic place, and the shouts of resistance were getting quieter.

Wang Zhongliang stationed 10,000 horses in three places, and the three places blocked the passage to Qubu.

His large battalion had the largest number of people, more than 4,000 people. The number of the other two large battalions is less than 3,000, as long as he can hold out until the arrival of reinforcements, Wang Zhongliang still has a chance to turn defeat into victory.

It was only when he reached the left side of the camp that he could see the attacking men and horses, who were wearing shiny cuirasses and helmets with masks covering their faces.

Most of these men were armed with spears and stood in a line to assassinate any enemy who came close. Behind them were more than two hundred musketeers, who hid behind the pikemen and fired outwards.

Every time the firebolt erupts with fire, a Dacheng army will fall to the ground. Even the sneak attackers of less than 500 people had broken through his left flank, and the Dacheng army of more than 1,000 people who was originally here had already scattered and fled.

Wang Zhongliang waved his hand, and the more than 1,000 Dacheng troops he had gathered met him. When he personally fought the sneak attacker, he realized the strength of his opponent, and before he could get close, he was knocked down by dozens of opponents.

When the two sides are fighting together, they are even more deterred by the efficient killing of the other side, and the soldiers of the other side simply ignore their own life and death.

Completely ignoring their opponent's attacks, they neatly stabbed their spears in a unified command. Rulin's spear made the Dacheng army suffer enough, and no matter how high his martial arts were, he couldn't escape the assassination of a dozen spears.

Occasionally, a Dacheng army armed with a spear stabbed the opponent, but it could not break through the defense of the opponent's breastplate at all. Even if the stab is not protected by the cuirass, it only injures the opponent, and soon someone comes up to take the place of the wounded.

What left Wang Zhongliang speechless the most was the musketeers hiding behind the pikemen, who shot out through the gaps in the pikemen.

The Dacheng army has nothing to do with these musketeers, and if they can't break through the defense line of the pikemen, everything is in vain.

Since the Musketeers can always knock out one of the Dacheng soldiers with each shot, the Dacheng Army is very afraid of the sound of the firecrackers. Every time there is a firelight and a bang, there is bound to be a slight commotion in the ranks of the Dacheng army.

Wang Zhong's conscience was very anxious, and it seemed that his people would not be able to support it for long. Once defeated, it will be surrounded by people and centaurs on the left and right in a small area in the center.

At that time, life and death will not be in his own hands, and it is completely a matter of the sneak attacker's words to kill or chop.

Ma Hu shook his head at the clumsy performance of his opponent, and he only led 300 spears and shields and 200 firecrackers to defeat more than 1,000 rebels.

Such a team dares to build a country and claim the emperor? Don't they know how to write dead words? At the same time, he despised the soldiers in Shandong for a while, and it was rotten to be defeated by such a group of peasant soldiers.

Seeing that the enemy was about to be routed, the reinforcements of the rebels arrived when they advanced towards the Chinese army. Ma Hu couldn't help but secretly scream, Li Zhu's kid was so lucky, half of the chance was caught up by himself.

Although the chaos attracted is stronger than the one just now, it is only a line of strength. He can't bring any trouble to the Changxing Army at all, he just has to work a little harder.

Mahu took out a grenade and lit it and threw it at the rioters, but after a loud bang, the rioters did not react.

Ma Hu also secretly said that although these rebels did not fight well, at least they were not afraid of death. can make a grenade explode under your feet without messing up, and it is completely an elite soldier.

Just as he was about to light the grenade again and throw it over, a scream erupted from the rioters. They dropped their weapons and turned to run, stunned at the sight of the grenade that was about to be thrown away again.

It took a moment for Ma Hu to react, and he spat the ground. It turned out that it was not that this group of rebels was not afraid of death, but that they were stupid by grenades.