Yang Li arrived at the rear of the coalition forces of the Black Blood Clan, and asked his men to find damp blades of grass and branches, and set them on fire on a high ground.

Burning hay produces a dense black smoke that is often used to signal during the day, while burning wet grass produces white smoke that is noticeable at night.

The head of the wooden fort lit up with a little fire, flashed a few times, and then extinguished.

Yang Li knew that he had received a signal over there and was ready to leave the city, so his elites would also start to act.

The gates of the wooden fort in the bend were wide open, and rows of warriors with wooden shields and stone axes came out, followed by hundreds of slaves, some with rudimentary stone spears, others only carrying sharpened wooden sticks, all in high spirits, screaming and rushing upward.

Falcon Wing looked stupid, Yang Da Leader didn't know what to say to these people, and now they didn't look like slave laborers at all, more like slave owners who had beaten chicken blood.

So if they win tonight, they'll be part of the Riverlands?

If they are liberated directly, of course Hayabusa will oppose it, because without these hard servants, who will give them these warriors to farm the land? If the soldiers are allowed to farm their own land, then how can they have time to report to Yulia's martial arts arena and receive training in queues and fighting techniques?

However, if more slaves were captured to use, it would not be a problem to liberate them, and besides, they fought side by side so hard, and they could be regarded as comrades-in-arms who shared the same hatred.

Therefore, the psychological level of the ruling class is quite passable.

The black-blooded chief was cultivating in the big tent, and his head was still buzzing, and beside him was a tall and slender woman, with phoenix-eyed fox cheeks, skin like congealed fat, and her cheeks flushed with healthy ruddy, and she was taking out a rag from a wooden basin and wring it out, helping the chief wipe the blood on her face.

"Cousin, didn't you take it?" The girl asked worriedly.

Jiang Wansui snorted heavily: "It's just a small setback, their weapons are very strange, sharper than obsidian blades, and the tenacity is far better, I just suffered this loss today." ”

"Yes." The girl's face was worried, but her hands were still busy.

The light and shadow of the torch in the big tent flickered, and there were several leaders who had participated in the daytime battle, and they couldn't help but stop talking when they heard that Jiang Wansui had completely attributed the defeat to their weapons.

The girl noticed the expressions of the leaders, stopped her movements, hung the rag on the wooden shelf, and asked in an inquiring tone, "Do you want to ...... Let Dugucheng study that kind of weapon? ”

"Huh, he? What can he study is nothing more than finding some kind of stone and hammering it into the shape he wants. The Great Chief scoffed.

The girl nodded unconsciously: "But he does have a lot of methods, if the flooding tactic he said tonight is effective, then we can destroy the city wall tomorrow and go in?" ”

Jiang Wansui waved his hand dissatisfiedly: "These are just his so-called attempts, since the start of the army, do you see how many enemies he has killed?" I just want to follow me and get the land for nothing, and I, who is benevolent and righteous, not only provide food and weapons to arm his men and horses, but also give at least half of the village land, isn't this good enough for him! ”

Everyone below looked confused, Dugu Cheng is your neighbor, he took more than 100 nearly 100 soldiers of the Dugu clan, and he fought with you in the north and south from the day he started the army, there is no merit and hard work, you only give him half of the village, is this appropriate.

He is a fat man, how many enemies can he hack to death with his own hands?

But his clansmen under your command, I don't know how much role they have played, and attacking the city and pulling out the village can be regarded as a brilliant battle, isn't this counted on the head of his fat man?

But Jiang Banzai didn't, he began to arrange tasks for various leaders and give a battle plan for tomorrow.

Although the warriors of the riverbend are all elite, but the lack of manpower is a hard injury, as long as the city gate is feinted tomorrow, and the attack is launched in multiple sections of the city wall at the same time, it will definitely be able to find a breakthrough and take the riverbend.

In addition, the Great Chief of the Black Blood decided to use that secret weapon.

Everyone was immediately moved, this thing is the foundation of the rise of the black blood clan, and it will not be used easily, but every time it is used, it is an important juncture in the clan Armageddon.

Conquered Hedong and used this weapon.

Out of the Taihang Mountains, he fought a decisive battle with the tribes of North China, and used this weapon.

Tomorrow siege, can you really use that thing?

The leaders received the order and were about to take their leave, when they suddenly heard a shout outside.

"Who's making a fuss!" The black blood chief was furious, he already had a headache, and he couldn't even rest quietly for a night, could he not be angry.

The Blackblood Coalition never thought that Riverbend had the power to fight back.

I didn't think that the enemy would abandon the tall and strong fortress and rush out to fight.

That's not self-defeating.

The Black-Blood Coalition only set up camp hastily, without even arranging a few sentries, let alone making fences and trenches to protect the camp, in everyone's opinion, this kind of behavior is simply redundant.

But the shouts are getting louder and louder.

Screams were heard.

"Night Raid, Night Raid!"

"Come on, get your weapons!"

"Chief, Chief, you need to command here!"

There were unprepared chanting everywhere, and the unorganized black-blood coalition army fell into chaos for a while, they were originally a patchwork force of various tribes, each performing its own duties when attacking, and after returning to the camp, they also set up tents according to the settlement, and the logistics personnel mixed with the old and weak, and they were very powerless in the face of a premeditated attack.

But at worst, it is a night attack of more than 100 people, attacking an army of 1,000 people, although the night is an advantage, the surprise attack is also an advantage, and it will always slowly disappear.

More and more black-blood coalition troops were armed and engaged in battle, and Hayabusa and the others formed a semi-circular formation and advanced towards the main camp.

Yang Jiao told him that he didn't care about anything, and he would kill the Chinese army's big tent!

We are not the people who open the halo cover body, and we have not received military training before the crossing, and even if we have, it is not military training in the era of cold weapons.

played the same record as Cao Mengde, Wu Anjun, Li Shimin, and Xu Da, he Yang Li never thought about it.

But success or failure is in this move, we can't defeat it head-on, we can finally enter the Chinese army, and capture the king first!

Yulia carried a big sniper on her back, accompanied by Yang Jiao, commanding the most elite swordsmen in the river bay, taking advantage of the chaos ahead, she had already sneaked less than two hundred meters behind the military camp.

Seeing that almost all the enemy troops were attracted by the shield wall and the slave force in front of him, Yang Li finally waved his hand and slowly spit out a word: "Kill!" ”

Suddenly, the bronze swordsmen burst out, wearing heavy armor and standing in the clouds, their swords unsheathed, waiting to drink blood.

Attacking back and forth, the two teams, like two weapons, one large and one small, pierced into the enemy's hinterland.

The one in front is a sword of rigidity that opens and closes, and the one in the back is a dagger that pierces out of the shadows.

Jiang Wanzai ran out of the tent with his cousin, looked around, some places were on fire, some people were running around, like flies without heads, messing up their own positions, so he picked up a big axe, hacked to death the two rebels who ran in front of him, and then began to rectify military discipline.

"Use that thing," Chief Jiang ordered his cousin with a hideous face, "don't wait until tomorrow, since they got out of the kennel themselves, then they will be killed directly tonight!" ”

My cousin was shocked: "Really, but we ......"

"Take the riverbend, what you want!"

My cousin twisted her fingers together, hesitated, said yes, and ran to a tall shack next to the big tent.

Yang Jiao personally assaulted, and the killing went very smoothly, and the black-blood clan warriors who tried to surround the Falcon Wing army were rushed from behind by his bronze swordsmen, and immediately collapsed, even if Jiang Wansui had the power to return to the sky, he could not stop more and more of his men from fleeing.

You are all a tribe that you have recruited to come, so why should you leave your life here in a desperate situation?

You are the boss, we usually listen to your dispatch, bleeding and dying, but the land and property allocated are not much, look at the people who are alone, accompany you to start from scratch, and in the end you will be buried by you, why is this.

Therefore, the army was defeated like a mountain, and several shocks were down, and only the troops of the black blood clan were left, less than two hundred people, and they were still around the big chief.

At this moment, the number of people on both sides is basically the same.

After a long confrontation, although there were many low-level soldiers with wooden sticks who had just been converted from slaves on this side of the river, their morale was high, and even if they had stones in their hands, they dared to fight for their lives.

Without him, the status of the slave owner is too tempting in this era.

In the childhood of human beings, the class division was very small, and there were only twenty or thirty people in a settlement, and in order to avoid consanguineous births, it was necessary to find men and women from other tribes to choose a mate.

However, as humanity became more skilled in the use of tools and fire, and its dominance over the planet became more apparent, the population swelled dramatically, and at this time, the powerful began to enslave the weaker people to serve themselves, forming a stronger force called "organization".

Whether it is the tribal system, slavery, or even the future feudal system, it is a means of squeezing the weak, seizing the surplus productive forces, and implementing super-economic coercion to arm a part of the elite.

Despite its notoriety, this method can lead to greater dominance and conquest.

Think about it, under the rule of the black blood clan, all materials are distributed by Jiang Banzai, and after conquering a tribe, either kill most of the population or drive its people to join the alliance, which is actually very loosely organized.

Everyone knows that even if you conquer the next tribe, it may not be much good, and when the war is over, you still have to go back to your own settlement to lick your wounds and multiply.

So, why do you work hard for your black-blooded chieftain?

But Yang Jiao's side is different.

The strict military merit system made everyone in the river bend understand that fame and fame need to be taken from the battlefield, and without fighting, there will be no superhuman dominance. What does it mean to have dominance and land to be allocated?

You can take a lot of time off work and train in combat to ensure that you can plunder more things and achieve better results in the next battle.

The competitive nature of human beings is stimulated by advanced institutions.

Now, Yang Jiao is crushing the backward system with an advanced system.

"Surrender, Great Chief of the Black Blood!" Yang Li shouted here, "You have no chance of winning, as long as you put down your weapons, I will protect you from death!" ”

Jiang Banzai hesitated for a moment.

"Phew! You shameless villain, treacherous, lewd scum, if I surrender to you, I will kill myself by swallowing dung! ”

A voice scolded loudly and rejected Yang Li's offer.

Hey, why is there something going on in your own team?

Yang Li looked back and saw that it was the fat man who had been captured just now, Dugucheng finally woke up from his coma, and saw Yang Jiao salted fish turn over, not only counterattacking himself, but also began to surrender, and couldn't help but be angry, struggling and scolding.