"This method should be applied properly, and all battalions should be trained in this way, so that they can not panic when facing the enemy's cavalry."

Hu Yangeng's approach to this method was inspired by the fact that the Soviets were lying in a trench during the Cold War and let the tanks drive overhead, and it could indeed hone the reaction of the army to the cavalry.

After Hu Yangeng watched the training under Ma Kuo, the surrounding soldiers galloped to the battalions, and after a while, the commanders of the battalions in Daizhou gathered. At the request of Hu Yangeng, everyone pondered the methods of cavalry training.

Hu Yangeng looked carefully, and the new commander of the Yanmen battalion was among them, so he asked, "Deng Fei, how is the Yanmen battalion now?" ”

Deng Fei dismounted and replied: "The Yanmen camp is fine, and you should be the vanguard of Xuanshuai." It's just ......" He looked at Hu Yangeng's expression, and then said: "Brother Zhao Bangjie of the Yanmen Camp is a little reluctant. ”

"Oh? What do you mean by that? ”

"Brother Zhao Bangjie insisted on two years in Yanmen, and the team did not disperse, and the last general went, took over the Yanmen camp, and brought the backbone back for training. Brother Zhao Bangjie was inevitably dissatisfied, so he slacked off in training. ”

Hu Yangeng pondered for a while, and asked Ma Kuo, "Third brother?" What do you think? ”

"Brother Zhao since Xuanhe and the last years of the gold thief went south, he fought hard with the gold thief, he was born in the rivers and lakes, he has his own righteousness, Xuan Shuai unified the command of the battalions, and the upper and lower are united and concentric, of course, it is good, but if you are in a hurry, it will also cause changes. What's more, Yanmen and I are cold, if we annoy Brother Zhao, we will only let the gold thief pick up the cheap. ”

"There's no turning point for this." Hu Yangeng was silent for a moment, and said loudly: "We are all gathering in Hedong for the sake of resisting Jin, but there are slight differences, so it will be okay." I think that Brother Zhao will not sit back and watch Jin Bing and us attack because of some differences. We waited for the establishment of Daizhou, and bent the bow from the horse, so as to strengthen ourselves and drive out the golden soldiers. Yanmen faced Datong, and Zhao Bangjie finally begged me to save him. At that point, bother with it. ”

When everyone saw what he said, they naturally stopped refutating it. Hu Yangeng took a step forward and said to everyone: "Tomorrow, I will lead all the troops to worship Daozun." Bless our army with beggar respect. ”

Everyone said yes with a loud voice. Seeing that everyone's hearts responded, Hu Yangeng rode away on horseback.

Zhao Bangjie's reaction was also deeply imprinted in his heart, hoping that this Jianghu hero would not violate the covenant for the sake of righteousness.

A vulture hovers in the sky, and below him is a crowd of people who are on the verge of death. A ragged, scrawny refugee walked up to a high place, looking at the chaotic sky, and a little sail shadow broke in.

"Boat!" He screamed excitedly, there was a commotion behind him, the refugee suddenly realized something, he tried to cover his mouth with difficulty, but it was too late.

More than 100 refugees rushed from behind him with a shout, trampling him in the loess, leaving only a pair of black hands deeply grasped into the earth. The vultures pounced.

Yang Zhi stood on the boat, and after rushing out of several interceptions by the bandits, he was already covered in bruises, and his companions had all fallen into the water. The only boatman, desperately holding on to the boat, the hull of the boat was constantly leaking, he had to find a place to go ashore and then look for an opportunity to go to Jinnan.

Looking at the crowd of people who kept trampling each other to death running along the river bank and making the boat unable to dock, Yang Zhi's eyes were full of a cold look.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out the bow behind his back, put an arrow on it, shot an arrow, and shouted: "Don't chase again, the arrow is merciless." ”

Yang Zhi roared like thunder, and the chasing crowd stagnated, and then more than a dozen middle-aged people rushed along the river. Thrown at the forefront was a powerful man, who chased and cursed, threatening everyone behind him, and the crowd was ready to move again.

Yang Zhi's face was cold, and the long arrow was accurately nailed to the left chest of the big man, the big man fell on his back, and the rest of the people immediately stopped, standing in place and looking at Yang Zhi like a god. He who stood near saw a bruise on his face like a beast's head.

"Who is your leader?" Stopping the boat, Yang Zhi jumped off the boat. He pressed his sword in his right hand to prevent the outcasts from suddenly making a disturbance.

The homeless people didn't dare to answer, they just looked at the strong man who was shot to death by Yang Zhi, and the expression on their faces was full of fear and happiness.

"I'm going to Binh Duong, who can lead the way?" He looked at a few strong men who were only stopped not far behind the leader he shot and killed, and several strong men kept looking at the boat behind him, and they were swept away by his eyes, and immediately lowered their heads. Yang Zhi put away the bow in his left hand and said with a smile: "There is a heavy reward!" ”

The crowd was silent, and for them, heavy money was nothing more than a thing that would lead to death. Seeing that no one responded to him, Yang Zhi had no choice but to say again: "When the matter is over, you can send him to Henan, or Qingzhou or Yuzhou!" ”

After being silent for a while, a thin man came out of the crowd behind him, and reluctantly replied: "General Huyan captured Fenzhou, and fought with the Jin people near Xinzhou, and the road to Pingyang was full of routs and bandits. I didn't dare to deceive the hero, I just hoped that the hero could let me wait for the women and children to cross the river, and I would lead the son to Pingyang. Life and death are also up to the child. ”

"And what about Fenzhou?"

"It's okay if the hero wants to go to Fenzhou, but he just wants to send these women and children along the Yellow River to eastern Hebei." The emaciated man insisted.

"Heh, if you have to insist, then okay." Yang Zhi looked at this person, laughed for a while, turned around and pointed to the boat: "If you can escape to Jidong in this boat, then everything is up to you." He beckoned, and the boatman jumped out of the boat, followed him, and stepped aside.

Several strong men beside the leader who was shot were overjoyed, took a few steps forward, and saw that Yang Zhi did not stop them, and with a greeting, several people jumped into the boat and rowed away in a hurry.

"You guys!" The thin man was dizzy for a while, he never thought that this small boat that he had exchanged for his life would be lost like this. Looking at Yang Zhi's disdainful appearance, he wanted to rush forward, but he didn't dare, but he just had a surge of qi and blood, and his eyes were dark, and he was about to fall.

"Look, the ship is sinking." I don't know how to shout, and all the homeless people turned their eyes to look at the small boat that was still red. Several men were rowing hurriedly on the boat, but one side of the boat had already slanted down, and it seemed that it was about to sink into the water.

There was a burst of gloating cheers from everyone on the shore, and the thin man turned his head and saw Yang Zhi's expressionless eyes.

"You sank it?"

"Exactly!" Yang Zhi no longer paid attention to these people. These stupid people who only know how to run, the Jin soldiers attack Youzhou and run to Hebei, the Jin soldiers attack Taiyuan, run to Henan, and the Jin soldiers attack Siyu and Henan, so they can only run to Jiangnan, and the Jin soldiers attack Jiangnan, can they run to the sea and die.

Yang Zhi was originally a giant in the mountains, and after recruiting An, he became the central part of the Qin Feng Military Division. During the Battle of Taiyuan, he rescued Taiyuan with the seed division, and was intercepted into three sections by the Jin soldiers in Yuci.

"Wujielang Yang Zhi, with the first time in the division to recover Yuci, the soldiers were defeated, the generals were scattered, Yang Zhi broke through for the selection of the front, the battle was unfavorable, and he returned from the middle road."

After Yang Zhi escaped from Yuci, he assumed the name of a small soldier and participated in the defense of Mengzhou and other places, after the surrender of the Mengzhou defenders, Yang Zhi thought that the Song Dynasty had gone, and was discouraged and disappointed, so he brought his ancestral treasure knife to Hedong to be a bandit, and carried out activities in Yunzhou and Yanmen.

He was disheartened, although Ma Kuo and the others were operating under Yang Zhi's nose, Yang Zhi did not care. It wasn't until this year that Liu Dilie, the Khitan remnant in the desert in the north, went south to Yanmen, and saw that his former rivals had to contact Huyangeng, that Yang Zhi's mind became active again.

Liu Dilie's guards had already died, he didn't dare to stay in Hedong for a long time, he had already returned to the desert, and the task of bringing a message to Huyan Geng fell to Yang Zhi.

He dropped a word and ignored the outcasts. "You can't go to Pingyang, so come with me to Fenzhou. Flee south, and when will you escape! ”

"Hero, why did you sink that boat?" The thin man asked in a whisper.

"I'm waiting for the people of Hedong, whose homes are occupied by Suolu, and who still have the face to cross the river?" Yang Zhi's voice was so small that it was almost impossible to hear. He looked back at the river, and in the turbid water, the brown and black mud and sand were like wisps of blood that had been flowing forward for a long time.

The noisy homeless people moved, and the thin man followed Yang Zhi in a hurry, "I will lead the way for the hero." ”

Yang Zhi smiled and gave some of the dry food he had with him to this man. Yang Zhi was mixed with the displaced people, and slowly walked along the river towards Fenzhou.

Hebei, the north bank of the river. The sound of rumbling horses' hooves was heard. Yang Zhi was mixed in with the group of displaced people, and was struggling to move towards the east. Food is running out, but the road seems endless.

"Golden Cavalry!"

The long warning caused confusion in the noisy ranks of homeless people, and the homeless people crowded towards Yang Zhi, as if only Yang Zhi could protect them. Some of the displaced people who followed behind cowered near Yang Zhi, and some fled in a hurry.

Yang Zhi waved his scabbard, and these hungry and frightened homeless people drove away, and the homeless people were scurrying like headless flies, but Yang Zhi finally had an open space around him, so that he could bend his bow and arrows.

The strong bow in Yang Zhi's hand was already full, and he stared closely at the direction where the sound of horses' hooves came, and in a moment, more than a dozen cavalrymen with braided hair and slanted hair hurriedly appeared in everyone's sight.

Without waiting for everyone to react, a golden soldier shouted loudly and fell off his horse. He hissed and shouted, but the dozen or so golden soldiers around him did not dare to stop to help, only slowed down slightly, and ran forward as best they could again.

Jin Bing is on the run! The bow in Yang Zhi's hand shook unnaturally, and a wave of surprise came to his heart.

There is going to be a horse, Yang Zhi's heart was excited.