Slowly drawing his sword, Zhao Tianlun strolled forward.

The fifteen participants who chose to stay in place looked at each other, because Zhao Tianlun's choice was beyond their expectations-

They thought that Zhao Tianlun would drive those traitors to besiege ......

Regarding Zhao Tianlun's actions, the twenty participants who chose to leave were also very surprised:

"No, this Zhao Tian plans to single-handedly fight fifteen people?"

"That's too exaggerated, who does he think he is?"

"Why don't you let those people do it, you can also make a vote."

……

There was also a commotion among the participants who chose to obey Zhao Tianlun, no matter what, killing one person represented 10,000 points, and this 10,000 points was enough to make them excited.

However, Zhao Tianlun didn't let them do it, so do they need to do it?

The thirty-two participants (mercenaries) knew Zhao Tianlun's strength, so the old god was watching the excitement on the spot, and by the way, he also mocked the other thirteen companions:

"Okay, let alone fifteen, even if it's fifty, it's not Zhao Tian's opponent."

"Joke, just fifteen of them are like stabbing thorns, and looking for death is not this way to find it."

"Dare to mess with the boss, these guys are really tired of crooked."

……

The conversation of the mercenaries made the new defectors have doubts in their hearts, and one of them said carefully: "Which one...... Brother, junior brother Zhao Zhi, brother, you and Boss Zhao Tian are in the same group? ”

"You found out," the interrogated mercenary didn't feel the slightest embarrassment when he saw that the scam was exposed, but instead glanced sideways, "keep your eyes open, because you'll soon be glad you're on this side." ”

"Why?"

"Because you're on the side of the winner," the mercenary counted down Zhao Zhi irritably, "Don't ask, the boss's shots are often instant kills, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see anything." ”

The words of this mercenary were not recognized by Zhao Zhi. Because in his opinion, no matter how fast he is, he has to swing his sword fifteen times in the face of fifteen participants.

How could it not be seen?

……

"Kill!"

The fifteen participants who had chosen to oppose looked at each other and walked forward in unison. Pounced on Zhao Tianlun -

The lion fighting the rabbit still needs all his strength, and in the face of such an arrogant Zhao Tianlun, they dare not have the slightest slackness, because the price of overturning the boat in the gutter is too great!

If they can't kill Zhao Tianlun as soon as possible, they will face the dangerous situation of being beaten by the group!

Zhao Tianlun must be killed as soon as possible. Because they need time to do something else!

It takes time to integrate the defeated Red Turbans......

It will take time to re-establish the leader......

If you are defeated, it will take time to turn around and run away......

They are like this, and so is Zhao Tianlun, facing the enemy who is rushing wildly, Zhao Tianlun stepped lightly with his right foot, and the arrow shot forward!

……

So fast!

The speed of both sides is so fast!

Zhao Zhi's eyes widened, and the fifteen participants' sharp swords pierced through the air like sharp arrows, with a piercing scream; On the other hand, Zhao Tianlun was like a cannonball out of the chamber, not dodging or dodging in the face of the rapid sword light.

How will Zhao Tian face it?

Zhao Zhi's eyes widened. Since these people around them are full of confidence, there must be their reasons.

How can it be!

Zhao Zhi's eyes widened again, almost tearing his eye sockets, because Zhao Tianlun suddenly changed his speed, shook like a ghost across a distance of four or five steps, and appeared in the crowd of the other party!

Teleport?

There is teleportation in the gold martial arts?

If it wasn't teleportation, wouldn't that mean that this Zhao Tian's agility attribute was very high?

Just when Zhao Zhi was in a trance, a little sword light bloomed in the crowd, like a meteor crossing the sky, although it was short-lived. But it's unusually dazzling.

There is no way not to be dazzling, because Zhao Tianlun has already penetrated the fifteen participants, turned his back to everyone, and slowly returned the sword into the sheath.

Behind Zhao Tianlun. It was fifteen rushing participants.

Is that the end of it?

As soon as Zhao Zhi had this doubt in his heart, he saw that the fifteen participants were like babies who had just learned to walk, rolling and falling to the ground and falling into the dust in the process of rushing forward.

It's really over!

In an instant, fifteen people were killed in a row!

Zhao Tianlun's stunning instant kill made everyone present feel like a lightning strike. Stuck in a state of stupor.

……

Turning around slowly, Zhao Tianlun looked at the twenty participants who were determined to leave: "Everyone, do you still insist on leaving?" ”

Although Zhao Tianlun's tone did not contain the slightest feeling, there was no warmth, but there was no killing intent, but it frightened the twenty participants in unison, and they all hugged their fists and saluted:

"See the Boss."

Very good.

Zhao Tianlun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart-

If these twenty people still choose to leave, then he doesn't mind wielding the butcher's knife again!

Because, he can't afford to delay the time!

For the shortage of fifteen regiment commanders, Zhao Tianlun directly selected mercenaries from these fifteen regiments, and then, the next thing to wait for clearing was the eight hundred battalion commanders.

Fifteen participants who were killed on the spot became fifteen chickens to set an example for monkeys, so although there was a little misunderstanding and a little delay in the reception of the eight hundred battalion commanders, it was generally smooth.

Of the eight hundred battalion commanders, one hundred and fifty-three were mercenaries, another five hundred and seventy-two were participants, and seventy-five were natives of the scene.

The reorganization of the Red Turban Army allowed Zhao Tianlun to control six hundred and seven participants again.

There must be those who have slipped through the net, and there are many more, but Zhao Tianlun has no time.

The smoke and dust are billowing and obscuring the sky, and the Yuan soldiers have caught up.

★★★★★

Weijiazhuang.

It's a sad place.

Dong Junxiao stood outside Weijiazhuang, dizzy, and almost fell off the horse, because two poles were erected on the field outside Weijiazhuang, and there were two human heads on top of the poles.

Dong Angxiao.

Dong Hao.

seemed to be worried that Dong Shuxiao would not be able to distinguish it, so the thieves in Weijiazhuang also deliberately cleaned the heads of the two and combed their hair to the slightest.

"Dog thief, I, Dong Shuxiao, are inseparable from you!"

In the heart-rending wail, Dong Junxiao issued an order that made him regret: "Kill, kill all these thieves!" ”

The corpses of the Han soldiers along the way made Dong Junxiao and the other Han soldiers understand that their enemies were no longer one person, but many people.

To be able to kill two hundred Han soldiers neatly, it would take at least a thousand or more thieves.

Military orders are like a mountain.

Dong Junxiao is now the commander of these two thousand Han soldiers, and since Dong Junxiao has made a decision, they can only obey. Raising the whip to drive the horse, he fearlessly rushed to the ruined Weijiazhuang.

Two thousand Han soldiers are enough to defeat 20,000 red turban thieves in the front, in Weijiazhuang. How many thieves can there be?

If Su Tong, who had been killed in Weijiazhuang, was here, he would not have been so reckless, but Su Tong was left behind by Dong Junxiao and others because of the turn.

Anger filled Dong Junxiao with strength, and anger made Dong Junxiao lose his judgment. So much so that he actually took the lead on horseback and was the first to rush into Weijiazhuang.

Is this really Weijiazhuang?

The war horse suddenly stopped, its hooves neighed wildly, and Dong Junxiao on horseback was surprised and frightened, because the Weijiazhuang in front of him was no longer the Weijiazhuang he was familiar with.

The avenue, which could accommodate four or five horses in parallel, was now full of debris, and not only that, but on top of the pile, wooden stakes and bamboo tubes with sharpened bowls were erected, forming a simple rejection of horses.

If it weren't for the war horse to stop just now, he Dong Shuxiao was afraid that he would hit him head-on, even if he was fine. Steed......

Bang!

The sound of impact came from behind him, and a strong rush came, causing Dong Junxiao to fly up from the horse's back involuntarily, and the fish flew over the debris pile like a dragon gate, and crashed headlong into the ......

After crashing into the pile of debris, the red turban thief with a hideous face is waiting!

Finished!

When he was in the air, Dong Xiaoxiao was desperate in his heart-

Weijiazhuang, which once became the sad place of the Red Turban Army;

And now, Weijiazhuang has become his Dong Xiaoxiao's burial place!

Dong Junxiao didn't know that dying here was his fate.

……

"Steering, fast. Veer! ”

Dong Luxiao ran too fast and lost his life too fast, so that when the two Han soldiers broke into Weijiazhuang, they only saw the Han soldiers in front of them. The Han soldiers, who were spinning in place like headless flies, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat-

Such a dense formation, in case it is ......

No more in case!

A piercing whistling sound came from both sides, and the two Han commanders looked up and were shocked to find countless stones rising from the ruins on both sides, smashing into the chaotic cavalry.

Red Turban Thief. When were there so many trebuchets?

The two Han soldiers didn't know that these trebuchets were actually Dong Junxiao's, but the problem was that Dong Junxiao was now missing and missing, so no one gave them a solution.

What the two Han soldiers didn't know was that the two of them were also one of the accomplices who killed Dong Junxiao, and it was precisely because of their rapid pursuit that they caused the rear-end collision incident just now, which caused Dong Junxiao, who was not wearing a seat belt, to be thrown out of the cab aggrievedly, and died before he could get out of the division!

The rocks rained down, and when they fell on their heads, they stirred up blood flowers.

"Abandon the horse, foot fight!"

A commander of the Han soldiers immediately made a decision, jumped off his horse first, jumped under the ruins to the side, and gave an order while dodging the rocky attack from the air.

Compared with the Red Turban Army, the Han soldiers are indeed well-trained, and in such a chaotic situation, they can still have the will to fight in the face of a one-sided attack, which is really good.

Another commander of the Han soldiers abandoned his horse and retreated, and then ordered the Han soldiers behind him to stop advancing, detour through other gaps in Weijiazhuang, and disperse the attack.

★★★★★

"General Wu, what should we do?"

"Wait a minute, we'll brake statically."

"General, it seems to be General Jiang over there, are we ......?"

"Well, you go quietly and don't attract the attention of the enemy."

"Yes."

……

Such a scene happened not just once, but in many places.

The Yuan soldiers pressed the situation in a big way, and Zhao Tianlun had to give up further reorganization, but fortunately he had mastered eighty regiment commanders and eight hundred battalion commanders, and the more than 90,000 Red Turban troops did not dare to say that he had completely controlled them, at least they had mastered seven, seven, eight, eight.

However, what Zhao Tianlun didn't expect was that there was still an undercurrent in the Red Turban Army.

The chaotic battle in the camp of the Red Turban Army did attract many high-level and middle-level officers and backbones of the Red Turban Army, but there were other generals of the Red Turban Army who were not in the camp.

For example, the four heavenly kings of the Red Turban Army Mao Gui.

These four ......

Especially the three of these four, Wu Qing, Jiang Ku, and Wang Kuai, could not fight the Han soldiers in the field battle, and the army was already unstable, and then they found that the smoke in the base camp was straight into the sky, and the whole army collapsed.

However, even if the whole army was scattered, it was impossible for these three to become the commanders of the light pole, because their personal guards ran away with them.

In addition to these three, another unlucky guy is Song Xi.

Song Xi was originally stationed in Wangjiakou Village, but because of the reason of continuing his ancestors, Song Xi went to support Jiang Ku in the south, but he had just reached the middle of the camp and discovered the changes in the camp.

Song Xi, who is in a dilemma, can only move forward in apprehension.

Whether it is Zhao Junyong or Mao Gui, they are his bosses, no matter who it is, he is willing to accept it, but if he is asked to stand in line, he is reluctant.

It's just that when Song Xi was engaged in a contact battle with the Han soldiers, the camp of the Red Turban Army began to collapse, which caused Song Xi's subordinates to be unstable, and then had to make a strategic shift under the counterattack of the Han soldiers.

The defeat was like a mountain.

On the way back, Song Xi also lost control of his subordinates and went with the flow.

Zhao Tianlun's birth made it difficult for Song Xi to judge in his heart, because he was not sure whether Zhao Tianlun's appearance was Zhao Jun's arrangement.

Immediately, Zhao Tianlun's order to take 100 people as a battalion, 1,000 people as a regiment, and 10,000 people as an army made it even more difficult for Song Xi to speak, and the same was true for the other three heavenly kings.

The establishment has been chaotic, and the guards they can command are only a dozen or dozens of people, if the four of them can join forces, they still have the power to fight, but the problem is that the four of them don't know the existence of the other party now.

Zhao Tianlun's quick knife to cut through the mess increased the difficulty of their response.

Who doesn't want to get ahead?

In the case of Mao Gui's death, everyone can use strength to set the level, who doesn't want to?

Not to mention the ordinary Red Turban Army, even their personal guards are quite tempting.

That is, when Zhao Tianlun controlled the regiment commander and battalion commander, they had the opportunity to connect in tandem and began to connect in tandem, but the difficulty of tandem was too great.

All they know is the middle-level backbone and officers under them, and they don't know much, and in the case of the various armies being completely disrupted, the difficulty of connecting them can be imagined.

Unless they are willing to stand up and raise their arms, but who would dare?

Zhao Tianlun killed chickens and monkeys, and it was not only the participants who were frightened, but also the once high-ranking and powerful captains.

……

"Commander," one of Mao Gui's guards approached Zhao Tianlun and lowered his voice, "I seem to have seen King Wu just now." ”

"Martial Heavenly King, where is it?"

Zhao Tianlun didn't know who Wu Tianwang was, but from the name, it can be judged that this Wu Tianwang should not have a low status in Mao Guijun, at least he is also a commander of ten thousand people.

He must be eliminated, otherwise the danger is too great.

"I don't know, I don't know where King Wu Tian has gone in a blink of an eye." The guard shook his head, "Heavenly King Wuqing, Jiang Ku, Wang Kuai, and Song Xi should all be here, but why didn't they come forward to help the commander rectify the situation?" ”

It's really troublesome, the enemy is at present, and we have to beware of infighting.

Fortunately, 725 of the 800 battalions were in the hands of the participants, and even if the remaining 75 aborigines-controlled battalions were rebelled, the impact would not be great.

However, Zhao Tianlun decided that these seventy-five indigenous camps should be consumed in the first wave!

Zhao Tianlun's order was passed directly to the seven hundred and twenty-five participants, asking them to maintain the stability of their battalion at all costs, and also asking them to be ready to put out the rebellion of other battalions at any time.

The Yuan soldiers swooped in, and Zhao Tianlun commanded the Red Turban Army to retreat in great strides, and at the same time, under his command, seventy-five indigenous battalions were transferred to the front line. (To be continued.) )

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