In this war with Ye Kai, although Liu Zhang has been retreating and the county seat has been lost, there are still 100,000 people in Chengdu County. Under the leadership of Zhang Ren, 100,000 elite soldiers roared together, like a tsunami from a mountain, surging towards Ye Kai.

The originally tragic and abnormal siege battle has become even more tragic now, and the sword is red, the laneway battle!

Revolution requires bloodshed, and it would be naïve to embrace the new world without giving anything and changing anything. Ye Kai is not their nanny, he can only do his own thing and fulfill the promise he has made. If you want to live well, you have to earn your own life.

If you want to conquer this plane, there are actually many ways, such as destroying the miè world as the god of the earth said. Ye Kaizhi chose this thankless path, but he couldn't see that these low-level people were living too hard, so he didn't really do it for them, he just couldn't look at it. Of course, a large part of the reason is because of the promise he made to Diao Chan.

Although these soldiers alone have no combat power to speak of, when thousands, hundreds of thousands of soldiers raise their weapons in their hands at the same time, shouting "kill, kill, kill", it still makes people's hearts tremble.

No matter how many weak people there are, when they gather together, it will only be a plate of scattered sand. There is only one exception, and that is that these weaklings are a battle-hardened army. The chemistry between them is not as simple as 1+1=2. There is a kind of thing called military spirit, or military spirit.

Of course, the team of Zhang Ren in front of Ye Kai is far from reaching this kind of Cheng Dù, but there are already a hint of signs. Because for them, it's a back-to-back battle, and there's no way back!

"Kill!"

Nothing is more motivating than the Lord leading the way. Ye Kai, as the savior in their hearts, naturally would not hide behind. Bang! With a heavy footstep, Ye Kai's whole person was like a cannonball, rushing directly into the enemy formation. And Nie Xiaoqian's ghostly figure will never leave Ye Kai's body three feet away. Under Ye Kai's encouragement, the soldiers behind him waved the big flag and raised the blades in their hands. also rushed up.

Ye Kai rushed to kill in front, and the banner behind him was like a dragon. Beside Ye Kai, the sharp blade in Nie Xiaoqian's hand was as bright as a cut. Everyone followed behind Ye Kai, and this army, at this time, was like an incarnation of a sharp knife and stabbed into the enemy's military formation, killing figures flying and dancing with stumps.

This is the real military spirit, the soul of the army!

The reason why Zhang Ren has not given up resistance until now is because he believes that the mourning soldiers will win. But he didn't know a truth. That is, the mourning soldiers are not necessarily victorious.

Guan Yu was killed in Maicheng, Liu Bei raised a large army to attack Wu in revenge for his righteous brother, and his army should be regarded as mourning soldiers, but he was burned to the camp and finally lost his life, lost a large number of Shu talents, and lost the capital to attack the Central Plains. It can be seen from this that even the mourning of the soldiers must be the will of the people and the sorrow of the people, rather than the mourning of a leader who stresses personal righteousness. There are too many similar examples in history of losing wars. And now it is Zhang Ren's personal mourning, Ye Kai even went down to the seven counties, not only did not commit any offence to the common people, but also did his best. It is even more courteous to prisoners and surrendered troops. The name of the Holy Son has long been spread to Chengdu. It's just that when they don't see it with their own eyes, people are always skeptical in their hearts, but in any case, their hearts are no longer so indestructible.

An excellent war commander must at all times keep a calm mind and analyze the overall situation, and at the same time, he must conform to the objective laws of warfare, such as the right time and place. Only such mourning soldiers can be called victorious divisions. And there are only mourning soldiers, regardless of the situation. Not only can we not win, but we will lose more.

Zhang Ren was in this situation, the city gate was forced, retreated to the city, and carried out street battles, and he also thought of it. This will only make them more unpopular.

In Ye Kai's understanding, mourning soldiers are also divided into two types. One refers to low morale, such as repeated defeats, and the second is the sadness and anger of the masses, such as dignity being insulted by others and relatives being trampled on.

The team led by Zhang Ren obviously belongs to the former. The heart, which was not strong enough, was rushed by Ye Kai like this, and it immediately collapsed.

Although there were many soldiers and horses, they were becoming more and more chaotic at this time, and there was no room for tossing and turning in the streets and alleys, and it was difficult to give full play to the advantage of the only number of people.

Looking at the ragged team, Zhang Ren's eyes were red, but there was nothing he could do, he could only speak out, but it was useless. As soon as the voice came out of Zhang Ren's throat, it was completely drowned in an even more noisy sea of sounds. Zhang Ren, who was forced to be anxious, beheaded several soldiers who retreated in panic beside him, and the blood flowed down the big knife, but it was still useless.

Defeat is like a mountain! How can a mere Zhang Ren be able to return to the sky!

At this time, Ye Kai was already covered in blood, of course, not a drop of this was his own blood. From the beginning to the present, he did not take a step back, stepped on the corpse and walked forward, and forcibly opened up a bloody path, pointing directly at Zhang Ren.

"Surrender." Ye Kai looked at Zhang Ren and said slowly.

"Immediately put down the sword, and those who descend will not be killed! I'm not here to kill, but to bring a new life to everyone! This was addressed to the soldiers and people of the city.

to attack other people's cities, but to bring new life to others. If someone else said such a thing, not to mention the enemy, even one's own people would not be able to believe it. But now the person who said this is Ye Kai, the Holy Son!

The two groups of people who were originally inseparable had long since separated at this time, and Zhang Ren's subordinates looked around in confusion, wanting to get some courage from their comrades-in-arms. At the end of the streets, the doors and windows that were originally closed showed signs of loosening and opening.

"The thief Hugh has to deceive the people with this evil words, and he will die!" Zhang Ren shouted, picked up the big knife in his hand, and rushed directly towards Ye Kai.

Although Zhang Ren is old, his martial arts are not weak at all, and he blows with anger, and his power should not be underestimated.

In the face of such a sharp slash, the corners of Ye Kai's mouth instead raised a smile. "Don't you lack a trace of courage to make a decision, no problem, I personally put this courage into your hands."

This thunderous knife did not split the air. But Zhang Ren couldn't be happy, with an old face, he seemed to be ten years old at this time. His face was unhealthy and sickly pale, and his hands holding knives trembled involuntarily.

Zhang Ren's knife with all his strength was caught by Ye Kai with one hand and with his bare hands, which was a hundred times stronger than being hit by Ye Kai's dodge.

"Alright, that's the end of it." Ye Kai's iron hand, which was burning with red flames, grabbed it hard, the crack spread rapidly, and the big knife shattered. (To be continued......)