Seeing the South Vietnamese coalition army gushing out like locusts, Cai Mao's whole body trembled, these are the merits of the water master, and they are led by himself, whether it is He Qi, Zhao Ren, or Zhao Yi, they will not share the profits!

"Captain, shall we begin?" A son of a Jingzhou family was trembling in his voice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Maybe when I was in Jiangling before, this captain was still in name, you surrounded and suppressed some water cowards on the river, and the big men in Luoyang didn't even look at it, this is the Southern Expeditionary Army, the soldiers of General Zhennan, and the Imperial Court Water Division!

"Wait!" Cai Mao is also a well-informed figure now, and he waved his hand pretending to be nothing: "This time, we want to hit the South Vietnamese coalition army to the greatest extent, and we can't do it without leaving a piece of armor, after all, our army is small in number and can't get off the ship to fight." ”

Yes, the crowd sighed. The South Vietnamese soldiers did not have any regular auxiliaries, and each unit was a soldier as long as they went to the battlefield, and all the things were carried on their own backs, except for the supplies, which were kept by special personnel.

It is estimated that there are more than 30,000 soldiers who have emerged alone, and the entire south bank is covered with black and black, which makes people's scalps tingle when they look at it. There are only about 9,000 people on the naval army plus Gan Ning's side, and they will definitely not be able to do it on the frontal battlefield.

Seeing that the South Vietnamese soldiers rushed to the embankment, and everyone's faces could be seen clearly, Cai Mao took a deep breath: "Brother Zhao Ren, I'll leave it to you!" ”

Despite the left army and the right army, there are some things that Zhao Yun still has to hold in his hands.

For example, if no one gives a sailor, you can send a navy to participate in the war. There is also infantry, and now there is the prototype of the special forces in the previous life, trapping the camp and the first camp, which is the sharpness of attacking the city.

The most important thing is the thunderbolt car, although fifteen were sent to the left and right armies, but unfortunately the soldiers who operated it were all Zhao family troops.

Usually there are elite guards around, once the other party wants to forcibly take it in, I'm sorry, the important parts will be destroyed immediately, but it's just a wooden shelf, and it's useless for you to take it.

Zhao Yun made it very clear to Cao Cao or Yuan Shao that the Thunderbolt troops are cooperating with each other, and if you have combat orders, they will be meticulous in carrying them out, and in the end they will have to be returned to the Chinese army.

With a wave of the command flag in Zhao Ren's hand, the ship loaded with the thunderbolt car instantly set up epoch-making weapons.

"Let's go!" When the enemy's arrows hit the side of the ship, stone projectiles rose into the air.

There is no need to aim at all, every stone can harvest life, and if you are lucky, you can also hit a group of people.

"Shoot!" Cai Mao was ecstatic in his heart, and he could observe the power of the thunderbolt up close, and he slowed down a little.

That's right, the stone bullets are used to intercept the back road, and the bows and arrows on each ship are different, far and near, high and low, and scattered.

On the command ship, it is a large city crossbow, more than a dozen soldiers are busy loading and firing arrows, and the two teams of men and horses next to them are waiting to change shifts, after all, this is a work of strength.

Word Mom, Mr. Zheng looked at it with tears in his eyes, leaning on his side like a rain of stone bullets, with a siege crossbow in the middle, and on the shore was a thousand arrows from the boat, and the South Vietnamese coalition army became a lamb to the slaughter.

On the other hand, the naval divisions of the Han army, except for a few who were shot before they could dodge at the beginning, appeared on the side of the ship together when the thunderbolt car appeared, taking advantage of the stunned eyes of the southern army.

"Zhao Yun Xiao'er," Mr. Zheng didn't dare to approach the battlefield, and roared angrily in place: "Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven for such a killing?" ”

On the south bank of Yushui, there were South Vietnamese troops running wildly, screaming and screaming one after another, and his voice spread throughout the battlefield, reaching the county seat of Gaoyao.

"War is all about death," an old man's voice said slowly, "without the rebellion of your South Vietnamese, there would be no Southern Expeditionary Army." There is no second way unless you all surrender. ”

Lip service? The Cui family itself is a scholarly family, and the old man Cui Cheng is not a taciturn person, he was sharp and sharp when he was young, and he doesn't know how many young talents he has impressed.

"The surname is Xu, you and the Zhao family have joined forces to coax us and look at the sword!" Mr. Zheng was furious and drew his sword with a cold light.

In fact, a weak scholar, even if he has a sword hanging on his body, in the eyes of a warrior, it is just an ornament, and he can punch it out.

"Sir, please forgive me!" Mr. Xu, who is usually calm and composed, was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground: "These things are Zhao Yun's own, our right army has them, and they are also his people, I really don't know!" ”

"Hmph, I'll take you to your master." After all, Mr. Zheng is a strong grandmaster, and he is right to think about it in his heart, so he will take back his sword and pick him up.

The generals of the South Vietnamese tribes who remained in place were dumbfounded, and a few of them were still wounded and fled from the stone bullets.

Looking at the figure that has gone away, I want to cry without tears, your Zheng tribe is the main force and actual instigator of this alliance, who will preside over us here when you leave?

Is there a war there? It was a one-sided massacre, and not even a single hair of the Han army was injured.

They had no backbone for a while, and they didn't know where to go, just stared blankly as the stone bullets, crossbows, and arrows flew among their pawns.

"Hahahaha, happy!" Cai Mao looked forward to the brilliance: "Brothers, work hard, all the South Vietnamese soldiers will be left on the south bank for labor and capital, so that they will never be able to return home." ”

If someone familiar sees it, is this the personable Cai Jialang? It's clearly a ranger, the helmet has long been taken off, and his hair is scattered.

"Yes, Captain!" The soldiers were united in unison, and the soldiers shouted in unison: "Wan Sheng! ”

On the south bank, those who were not hit by stone bullets cried for their fathers and mothers, hoping to escape with their wings.

Passing by those generals, there was no stagnation, it was just a vigorous run.

It was so shocking to see the familiar people on weekdays being smashed to death and smashed by stone bullets one by one.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the ancestors of the Zheng family were strangled by the Han government army, and the remnants fled to the mountains and forests to recuperate." A sensible general stepped forward.

"That's it, they attacked the city and pulled out the village, and only then did they collect the channeling technique, otherwise how could there be today's Zheng tribe?"

"Now is not the time to discuss this, what should we do now to save some of our brothers on the battlefield. Seeing that the soldiers who rushed over were lost four or five thousand people in the blink of an eye, and if they continued, the entire army would be wiped out. ”

"Surrender, the Han army is indeed too strong, we can't help it!" A general immediately decided: "If you don't surrender, none of the brothers will be able to escape, even if you have suffered the previous casualties, you will have to be punished if you return to the tribe." ”

"Please stop it, Lord Han Jun!" A first-class martial artist exhaled: "Our coalition forces surrender!" ”

"When we're idiots!" Zhao Yi scoffed: "Wait for us to go down, you will either run away or counterattack!" ”

At this moment, the previously reserved generals of the Southern Army looked at each other.

Suddenly, a general was in a hurry: "Swear, hurry!" ”

"Good," the generals shouted in unison: "We swear to heaven to surrender to the Han and never rebel!" ”

There is no way, I saved my subordinates first, and as for the tribe, it's a big deal not to go back.

When the time comes, return to the tribe with the Han army to see who is in power.

"Captain Cai, order the brothers to stop, too much killing will lead to dry heaven." Zhao Yi comforted: "The marshal still needs to surrender troops to repair bridges and roads." ”

Is this a victory? Cai Mao's head was still dizzy, and he nodded ignorantly: "Brothers, we are victorious, stop!" (To be continued.) )