Mutilated limbs, corpses that fell to the ground, pools of yellow earth soaked in russet blood, and under the hot sun, a battle at the foot of Xiaohefeng Mountain had just ended.

This was the first battle between Zhang Shu and Yu Jie's against Manichaeism.

Xiaohefeng is fifty miles away from Lianzhou City, and neither Zhang Shu nor Yu Jie, nor did they expect that the rebellious Manichaeans in Lianzhou would take the initiative to attack the imperial army that came to suppress the chaos, and it was a premeditated ambush.

When the flying arrows flew out of the woods on both sides of the avenue with a whistling sound, and the rolling stones that suddenly fell from the mountain peaks fell into the marching army, Zhang Shu and Yu Jie, both of them felt a little dazed.

The vanguard of the army suddenly had a commotion, and the soldiers who had just been trained for more than a month scattered to avoid the arrows falling from the sky and the boulders rolling down from the mountain, but fortunately, whether the arrows or the boulders rolling down the mountain, it seemed that the accuracy was very ordinary, except for a few unlucky people who happened to be hit by the arrows and hit by the boulders that could not be dodged, the arrows and boulders caused by the arrows and boulders to the five thousand forward army caused casualties were only hundreds.

However, it was okay to be killed by the arrows, and the people who were hit by the boulder were already a mass of red, white, green, and yellow blood and mud, mixed in the soil, stimulating the already fragile hearts of this group of soldiers who had never seen blood, coupled with the screams of those who were shot and smashed with missing arms and legs, and the five thousand soldiers of the forward battalion all trembled, like frightened chicks, desperately running away, and throwing the armor and weapons in their hands to the ground.

If it weren't for Zhang Shu's timely arrival with two hundred Beiwei troops in the forward battalion, and killed more than a dozen soldiers who even took off their armor in a panic and wanted to escape, I am afraid that just this wave of small ambushes would have completely collapsed the entire forward battalion.

Just when the forward battalion was in shock, countless shouts came from the dense forests on both sides of the avenue, and countless figures rushed out of the dense forest, waving the things in their hands, and rushed towards the Zhang Shu army that was looming on the avenue with red eyes.

Zhang Shu didn't know how many people there were, and he didn't have time to care about how many there were at the moment. But looking at those countless figures rushing out of the dense forest, as if facing the enemy who killed his father, Zhang Shu suddenly lost his mind.

Among the crowds that rushed out, except for a few who could understand some armor that belonged to the style of van soldiers. Most of the rest were people dressed in ordinary peasant clothes, holding hoes, kitchen knives, sticks and mallets, and they seemed to have just come out of the fields, old and young, men and women.

Although he had known that it was the Manichaean demagoguery rebellion, when he really saw this group of red-eyed people wearing ordinary people's clothes, holding rudimentary weapons in their hands, and rushing to kill more like those ordinary people in the clan, Zhang Shu didn't make any moves.

If it weren't for Yu Jie's hurried arrival leading the Chinese army, perhaps the ambitious plan of Zhang Shu and others to quell the rebellion would have ended in a fiasco.

With an army of more than 20,000 people, perhaps only Yu Jie, who has really been on the battlefield and seen the scene of blood and fire.

In fact, it was not only those box soldiers who trembled, but even the Beiwei army, although they did not flee with the same tremors as the box soldiers because of their consistently rigorous training, but looking at the Manichaean people who were rushing here with rudimentary weapons in their hands, they were also drenched in cold sweat and swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

Looking at the Manichaean sect members who rushed up, Yu Jie knew that there was not enough time to follow Zhang Shu's inkblot, so he raised his foot and kicked the depressed Zhang Shu to the ground, and dropped a sentence: "This is the Betrayal Army?" You've disgraced the face of adults. If you don't want to die, give me bullets to suppress the army! After saying this, Yu Jiejie took out his waist knife and shouted loudly: "The back army listens to the order, the generals listen to the order, take the general as the center, kill me, get a head of the Manichaean mob, reward one or two silver, ten heads, the official is promoted to one level, and fifty people will personally ask for you in front of the account of the pacification envoy." ”

After all, the Beiwei Army is different from the Xiang soldiers, originally because Yu Jie's sentence "This is the Beiwei Army" has been red-faced and ashamed, seeing that Yu Jie's scholars are still so brave, they all shouted and rushed up behind Yu Jie.

As for the van soldiers, there must be brave men on top of the heavy rewards, not to mention that there are already Yu Jie's and others as strikers in front, and they suddenly turned red one by one, and they followed Yu Jie's people without any discipline towards the Manichaean sect.

Under the small crane peak, there was a scene of hell on earth.

Manichaean cultists may be much more brave than the soldiers, but after all, they are just ordinary people, and the vast majority of people may be the first time in their lives to fight with people with knives, axes, clubs and other tools, yes, it is a fight, a fight to the death, not a street fight.

Although the soldiers of the box are also chickens who have never been in battle, after all, they are the regular army of the imperial court, and they have been rigorously trained by Zhang Shu and others of the Beiwei army, and their equipment and combat skills are far more than those of ordinary people who were only temporarily instigated by the teachings of the Manichaean people.

In front, Yu Jie's and Beiwei's army served as the vanguard, splitting countless blood waves along the way, coupled with the heavy reward of Yu Jie, the soldiers who temporarily aroused their morale quickly gained the upper hand. The Manichaean sect members were defeated and retreated, which made the morale of the soldiers soar, only to find that they were all scared of themselves, seeing blood, listening to the sound of fighting in the sky, thinking of the silver in vain, and rushing to kill like a tiger.

After all, the doctrine can only temporarily arm the mind to inspire bravery, but after all, it cannot resist the fully armed and well-trained soldiers who are well-trained and rewarded.

At the foot of Xiaohefeng Mountain, Yu Jie, and the others followed the Manichaean sect members who fled in disarray, and only stopped when they were only thirty miles away from Lianzhou City. It's not that I don't want to continue chasing, but I really can't run anymore, and I have been for more than 20 miles, leaving countless corpses. There were no wounded soldiers, and the bodies were headless.

Because Yu Jie's words are very clear, one or two silver for a head, a first-level official is promoted by one level, fifty heads, and appeases the envoy to ask for a knight in front of the account.

Even a soldier wearing the armor of a van soldier has no head, and there is no need to think about it, he must have been cut down by his own people.

The rest of the steps, which was covered in blood, stopped and found that in addition to the back soldiers around him, the remaining van soldiers who could keep up, each of them had at least two or three blood-stained heads on their waists, and more than ten of them, and so on.

"Count the heads, register and make a book, and this will ask for merit from the appeasement envoy for you, please reward the silver."

The whole body was sore, like the remaining steps that had climbed out of the pool of blood, and the words suddenly attracted cheers all over the mountain.

A trace of wolf nature has begun to arise in this soldier who has just gone through the first bloody battle.

(End of chapter)