The chaotic people who fell to the ground and wailed terrified the chaotic Dacheng army, and no one came up to fill the place of those who were knocked down by the handcuffs.

The cavalry of the Changxing Army crashed into the ranks of the Dacheng Army at once, and the Changchang Cavalry Spear suddenly picked up the Dacheng Army that rejected the horses in the front row.

The subsequent saber also slashed at the rebels, and a single charge caused the Dacheng army to be in chaos. The Dacheng army no longer resisted, and turned around and fled.

More than 100 cavalrymen of the Changxing Army killed the chaotic people and fled in all directions, and even those die-hard loyalists of the White Lotus Sect fled in panic.

In the darkness of the night, they did not know how many cavalry came, and some of the brave ones were hacked to death. The remaining White Lotus Cultists had no more resistance under the coercion of ordinary rebels, and the original team of nearly two thousand collapsed at once.

As soon as the reinforcements of the large battalion on the other side left the camp gate, they were attacked by the soldiers of the Changxing Army, and they were killed at the camp gate and fled in all directions.

By the time the day dawned, the battle was completely over. In addition to the curling smoke of gunpowder in the camp of the rebel army, the rest were prisoners who were guarded and cleaned up by the Changxing army.

Wu Changlin pulled out a charred corpse from the ruins of a tent, and he could vaguely identify it as a young man.

Looking at the burned corpse with only half of his face left, Wu Changlin sobbed quietly beside the corpse.

He gently wiped the dust off the corpse's face and whispered, "Little brother! Don't be a man in the next life, it's better to be a peace dog than a person in troubled times! ……”

Wu Changlin, who was muttering while working, felt that his shoulder was gently tapped, and he suddenly turned around and saw a person wearing the armor of the Changxing Army.

He hurriedly turned around and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, pleading incessantly: "Master Guanjun! Small mistakes, small guarantees ......"

Ma Hu pulled Wu Changlin aside and said, "Little brother, don't be nervous! When I joined Marshal Qi Jin's Qi family's army, I was not much older than you, and several years have passed in a flash, and the Qi family's army has died out, and only the Changxing army is left! ”

Hearing that it was the Qi family army that defeated them, Wu Changlin's eyes widened. In his impression, the Qi family's army and Grandpa Qi could only hear it when he was listening to a book in the teahouse. Now that he appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but forget his fear, and asked, "Didn't the Qi family's army lose its battle outside the gate?" ”

His words made Ma Hu's face appear angry: "Who said that the Qi family army is dead? Lao Tzu is the Qi family's army! My earl's marshal is the Qi family's army! The Changxing Army is the Qi Family Army! ”

Ma Hu's voice was so loud that he was stunned when he heard the chaotic people cleaning the battlefield around him. The long-standing term "Qi Family Army" appeared in the minds of these people, and the invincible iron army and the figures of the group of officers and soldiers in front of them slowly coincided.

The chaotic people who were cleaning the battlefield saw Ma Hu's gaze sweeping, and hurriedly lowered their heads, involuntarily speeding up the movements of their hands. can be defeated by the famous Qi family's army, and they are not only afraid but convinced. It's more of a peace of mind, at least you don't have to worry about your head being cut off and sent to the imperial court to calculate the credit.

It was noon when the rebels had cleared the chaotic battlefield, and when they were brought to the camp where the food was served, everyone was stunned. Fragrant rice porridge wafted out of a row of large wooden barrels, and there were mountains of hard dough cakes on the side.

Everyone was given a bowl of thick rice porridge, a hard noodle cake, and a bowl of seafood soup. This is one of the sweetest meals that the rebels have ever eaten, and even those who dared to work hard in the fields in the past did not eat such a meal, so what did this group of officers and soldiers do? Do you want them to be dead soldiers tomorrow?

Wu Changlin and his second uncle Wu Dong chatted while drinking seafood soup. Wu Dong said: "Changlin! If you let us be dead soldiers tomorrow, you kid be smart. hid behind the second uncle, and lay down if there was a situation. Don't get up if those officers and soldiers don't come, remember? ”

"Uh-huh!!" Wu Changlin agreed happily, but he didn't think so in his heart. This group of "Qi Family Army" is the goal in his heart, and he decided that if he becomes a dead soldier tomorrow, he will be the first to rush forward.

must leave a good impression on the officers and soldiers, and when he joins the "Qi Family Army", he can also wear that majestic armor, and he can also create a future for the family, so that the second uncle can enjoy his old age in peace.

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Yang Zhaoji and Yang Guodong in the city were awakened by the fierce battle outside the city, and they climbed up to the top of the city before dawn to watch the battle outside the city. The fire outside the city flashed and shouted what shook the sky, and for a while the two of them couldn't figure out the situation, and they didn't dare to easily open the city to go out to fight.

It wasn't until dawn that the men and horses sent to investigate came back with a piece of news. The Dacheng army and people outside the city have been breached, and the original camp there raised the golden sun and moon flag, and a cart of corpses was being pulled out from the camp.

The Golden Sun and Moon Banner? Whose centaur is this? Yang Zhaoji looked at Yang Guodong with a confused expression, and Yang Guodong fell into a state of contemplation. After a while, he suddenly realized: "Could it be him?" ”

The camp of the original rebels has been occupied by the Changxing army, and this place has been cleaned up. Except for a few scorched marks from last night's battle, it was as if nothing had happened.

Yang Zhaoji and Yang Guodong walked in this large camp, and they looked at the soldiers of the Changxing Army curiously. These soldiers are exactly the same in their actions, sitting and walking, as if carved out of a mold.

Especially the confidence in the eyes of these soldiers made Yang Zhaoji envious. These soldiers all show that this army is an elite army, and with this army, Xu Hongru in Shandong will be pacified, and the people of Shandong will be peaceful.

After learning that this official army was the Changxing army that defeated Jiannu several times on Changsheng Island, Yang Zhaoji did not dare to take Yang Guodong out of the city to visit. After coming to the gate of the camp to report, he was led into the big tent of the Chinese army by a young officer.

In the big tent, he met Zhang Dou, who had defeated Jiannu several times, and after the three of them exchanged pleasantries, they talked about the current situation of Xu Hongru's Dacheng army. Now Xu Hongru is very powerful, not only occupying Yuncheng, Tengxian, and Zou County, but also occupying more than ten county towns such as Yanzhou, Qufu, Tancheng, Peixian, and Juye.

The Dacheng army under his command is as many as 200,000 and is heading towards Jinan Mansion. They wanted to conquer Jinan as the capital and establish a country where White Lotus was politically and reliably. In the lands they had laid, the gentry officials were slaughtered.

Many poor people were bewitched by their slogan of "conquering Jinan, dividing the fields and land", and they threw their families into Xu Hongru's command for him to drive. Xu Hongru also coerced these people to expand his team. Singing all the way towards Jinan, the momentum is unparalleled.

To break through the current Dacheng army, Zhang Dou's next step is to meet the Dacheng army of 200,000 people under Jinan City.

Although 200,000 sounds scary, most of them are coerced people. The combat effectiveness of these people is negligible, and there should be less than 50,000 people who can really go to the battlefield. Among the 50,000 people, those who can fight are those fanatical followers of the White Lotus Sect and the people of the Bangmao Society.

It would be good if these people could have 10,000 people, so Zhang Dou didn't have the number of 200,000 to be scared at all. The only thing that gave Zhang Dou a headache was food, and it was not difficult to defeat Xu Hongru. Without food, what will he use to appease so many rebellious people!