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"Die! Give me death—"

A fierce Zhongshan spearman, wearing a one-armed Han soldier's belly, pushed out more than ten paces until it hit the fence. (, Novels are faster and better)

The red blood was left along the red tassel of the spear, and the Han soldiers grabbed the cluster of guns stained with their own blood with one hand, and at first wanted to pull them out, but after being put on the fence, the drilling power of the gun head could no longer be removed, and his head flew high without retreat......

You kill me, I kill you. When he slashed an enemy, he was completely stabbed through the head of the gun, so the strength that was originally pulled out turned into a tight grip and did not let go.

'Damn it, bastard-'

Not far from the vicious Zhongshan Army, a Han army broadsword soldier had just cut off the neck of a Zhongshan soldier, and when he turned around, his blood-red eyes were even more blood-red, like a bull that had been completely enraged, raising his broadsword and striding to catch up with it.

A sinister smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and the head of the Zhongshan spearman flew high......

You kill me, I kill you. Before he could catch his breath, another enemy appeared in front of him and slashed at him, stabbing him with a single shot.

In the chaotic war, the resolute Gao Xie's troops gradually became subordinates, and the 1,000 soldiers commanded by Zhu Biao became the sharp edge. Gao Xie did not feel dissatisfied, the battle could not be fought by himself, and when his troops were the first to ascend, they had already lost three or four hundred people in the siege, and the casualties were not small.

When Yang Yanzhang led his follow-up soldiers and horses to arrive, half of the Zhongshan military camp had been covered by the Han army. The Zhongshan soldiers were like headless flies, wandering around.

Zhu Xian's flag was broken, and he didn't dare to provoke it again. Zhu Biao's unscrupulous killing made him tremble when he narrowly escaped his life.

Eleven days of depression broke out, and the Han army in the fight shouted and shouted continuously, but it was the rise of killing, letting go of the heart, and going to the barbarian. "Come with me." Yang Yanzhang made a move of the three hundred school swordsmen behind him, and went straight to the dense place of the Zhongshan army.

One side will have no fighting spirit, the army will have no morale, one side will have morale like a rainbow, the general will take the lead, although the Zhongshan army has two thousand soldiers and horses, but the army will be defeated in half an hour.

The defeat is irretrievable, the overall situation has been lost, Zhu Xian can only let go of the doubts in his heart first-the Han army really passed through the Ningwu Valley? Single-mindedly recruiting the scattered sergeants, he immediately retreated.

This defeat is also defeat, but the soldiers and horses must be pulled back as much as possible, you must know that there are only 1,000 defenders in Shajing and Ganhekou, and there are only 3,000 or 4,000 people in the entire Ulju area.

If all the soldiers and horses are defeated here, when the Han army is out of Ningwu Valley, Shajing, Ganhekou and other places will be down with one drum, and the entire Ulzhou will also fall into the hands of the enemy.

"Hahaha, dog, don't give the head yet." Chu Jian's figure was blending with a scholar in a Confucian shirt.

The two of them fought on the mountain wall, stepping on the cracks and raised stones in the mountains and tumbling up and down.

The Confucian shirt laughed, and as soon as the iron-bone fan in his hand turned, he heard a sound of "dang", and the knife that Chu Jian slashed at his wrist shook his fan bone.

The five-foot Burmese knife was very sharp, and the Chu Jian who missed the blow stabbed the knife to the mountain wall, not half a foot deep, and then the whole person fell, and the Burmese knife turned into a seesaw, and when it was bent close to a semicircle, the Chu sword bounced back into the air with a swish.

Cut off the head with another knife. The snow-bright Burmese knife is really a white practice under the sun.

The Confucian scholar unscrewed the fan and turned it into a large disc on the top of his head, and he didn't know what the fan was made of, so the sharp Burmese knife didn't hurt it at all. He also took the opportunity to "glue" the Burmese knife to the fan, turned his body between the mountain walls, and stepped on a convex stone to lead aside.

Zhu Biao raised his eyes from time to time to look at the place where the two were fighting. There is an "iron fan" weapon on the rivers and lakes, but this scholar's folding fan is not comparable to the ordinary iron fan, the fan is engraved with carved flowers, very beautiful not to mention, just that fan surface, it will not be weaker than the silkworm gloves that he bought with a lot of money.

Hundred refining Burmese knives, extremely sharp, Chu Jian was pierced with the idea of cutting off the iron fan to slash this blow, but who knew that this opponent's technique was extremely wonderful, and the fan surface gave birth to a soft and round force between rotations, directly unloading the strength of the blade. Now the fan is on the back of his knife, as if it is sticky, so that if the fan is about to turn around, will he not follow him, or he will not be able to hold it, and he will be freed.

Chu Jian was naturally unwilling, and slapped it out with one palm, rushing like thunder. The scholar who forced him was leaning around and had to let go of the Burmese knife. Although the scholar stepped out of thin air and hit a backhand, the strong wind was urgent, the palms intersected, and the two of them returned their respective votes, but Chu Jian finally recaptured the Burmese sword.

With a strange scream, the angry Chu Jian fought with the Confucian scholar again, the two of them stabbed me and I slashed each other, fists and feet, butterflies flew through the cliff and fought together again.

"Bring the prisoners, interrogate them separately, and be sure to ask me how many defenders there are in Shajing, Ganhekou and other places." The overall situation has been decided, and what Zhu Biao needs to find out now is the number of garrisons in various parts of Ulzhou, especially the two places where Shajing and Ganhekou block the mouth of Ningwu Valley.

"There are only 1,000 people in Shajing and Ganhekou...... that is, each of the two cities has a Zhongshan army.

After getting the news from the prisoners, Zhu Biao fell into deep thought.

He came with some ambitions, defeated the Zhongshan army in Gukou, took the opportunity to take the two cities of Shajing and Ganhekou, and completely opened up the situation in Ulzhou......

I thought that all the way to the march, Taniguchi would have to fight again, and the Han army would be tired and difficult to fight, so it was necessary to have a good rest before attacking the second city. But the problem now is that there are only 500 people stationed in the two cities of Shajing and Ganhekou, which are important, and 500 people are stationed, which is too small......

"General, this place is only thirty miles from the manhole." Yang Yan showed the reason for Zhu Biao's hesitation, and carefully inserted a sentence, seeing that Zhu Biao's eyebrows were no different, so he raised the courage to dip his fingers in water and drew on a flat bluestone. "General, please, our army is here to ......" A diagonal line running northeast and southwest on the bluestone represents Ningwu Valley Road, and Yang Yanzhang drew a dot at the head of the diagonal line, representing the five thousand Han army. About two fingers away from this point, a dotted line representing Weishui crosses, and the horizontal line leads to a thinner dotted line in the southeast direction. I Quwu Valley more than ten miles is Weishui, just cross Weishui, manhole is close at hand. "Pointing to the small point in the southeast direction, Yang Yanzhang's meaning means that it represents the manhole." This small line is the Sand River, its river channel was originally the mouth of the Gan River, the mouth of the Gan River is the meaning of the mouth of the dry river, the north between the two cities is the Erlang Mountain of the birthplace of the Sand River, the distance is less than 40 miles. ”

Yang Yanzhang is completely a living map of Ulzhou, and he will explain it, and Zhu Biao doesn't have to spread out the map anymore. On the dotted line representing Weishui, a bend pointed a little down, and Yang Yanzhang continued: "General, this place is called Shazikou, the water potential is the most gentle, and there is a silt beach in the center, which is the largest ferry port on the Weishui River in the section of Shajing. ”

"The Zhongshan army must have thought that it was impossible for our army to cross the Ningwu Valley in the summer, so there must still be normal ships coming and going at its ferry. As long as the Execution, Chu and other adults do it quickly, they can take the ship for my use. ”

With a boat, you can cross the river along the lì, and you don't have to waste time cutting wood to make a flute.

"So...... Tonight, our army will be able to kill one of the two at the mouth of the Shajing or the Gan River......"

"That's exactly what the general said."

"But if the defeated army of Zhongshan arrived at Shazikou early and collected ......?"

"The last general chased Na Zhu into the east of the mountain, the mountain until the shore of Weishui, they may be able to use wooden rafts to cross Weishui, but it is far from the direction of Shazikou."

A glint flashed in Zhu Biao's eyes, and he nodded and motioned for Yang Yanzhang to continue.

"It's only time now, it's not time to run to Shazikou, and it's only when the whole army crosses Weishui that it's time to fall, and then relax for an hour to rest, and the second watch is in a hurry, and the third watch is not enough to kill the manhole city. But how can the five hundred soldiers in the city stop our army? It's a good idea to go down in one go! Yang Yanzhang didn't miss the jīng light that flashed in Zhu Biao's eyes, and his heart suddenly burst with excitement, knowing that his mention was very likely to be adopted.

Although the great credit is credited to Zhu Biao's head, his own contribution is also essential. Yang Yanzhang knows that there are some backbone faults in the current Han army, and the pillars of the younger generation are recognized by only Zhu Biao in the whole country.

This is a good opportunity to show yourself in front of him! "General, in this battle, our army captured hundreds of Zhongshan soldiers, if you pick out some soft ones to bring them, they can still be used to earn the city under the manhole city, and if they are done, they will be rewarded with some money and food, and let them go. No, it's never too late to attack. ”

"Good! General Yang said it well. Zhu Biao's eyes narrowed, and when he opened them completely, his eyes were full of perseverance and unshakability. Then use your department as a striker, hit the road immediately, and hurry to the mouth of the sand. Ben Jiang will let the three adults Xing, Chu, and Shi take their men to leave. ”

Time flies by quickly, from afternoon to sunset, to dusk, to evening, and then to the stars and the moon. Resting on the road, resting and hurrying, the Han army that had just left the valley seemed to have returned to the 'repetition' of the previous eleven rì.

The only difference is that they are in a cheerful mood and excited.

There is no need to worry about the danger of stumbling on flat ground, and even at night, the whole army always eats and drinks a mouthful of hot soup and rice.

The whole army arrived at Shajing before the third watch, and most of Zhu Biao's troops arrived half an hour in advance, but Yang Yanzhang's front army rushed to the city two minutes after the second watch.

The operation to deceive the city gate was not carried out at all, and the men and horses of Yang Yanzhang's troops who were moving forward flew directly to the city with Xing Tianxiao and others, cut off the lock, and went down to the small city of Shajing.

When Zhu Biao led his troops to arrive, the fire was bright in front of the city gate, and the Han army lined up to greet him...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a member to recommend this work, your support is my biggest motivation. )