Chapter 1: Home and Country (4)

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His own brother is Zhang Yuanhui, the commander of the Ma Bujun of the Northern Han Kingdom, who is high and powerful, and extremely protective of his shortcomings. It is the entire Northern Han Dynasty, the people who dare to scold him in person, except for the emperor Liu Chong and the royal nephews, will definitely not slap him twice. And among the ten people in this area, there is only one person who can shoot the blade with an arrow from dozens of steps away, and that is Yang Chonggui, the first brave general in the army!

"If you don't want to die, just go around!" Yang Chonggui didn't even bother to look at him, puffed up his breath, and fought the spring thunder with his tongue, "Those who impact this formation, kill!"

"Whoever shocks the formation, kill!"

"Whoever shocks the formation, kill!"

"Whoever shocks the formation, kill!"

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Yang Chonggui's side and behind him, hundreds of soldiers riding tall horses opened their throats in unison, repeating their general's orders over and over again.

However, with the exception of Zhang Yuanheng and a very small number of people, most of the rout soldiers had already lost their minds and turned a deaf ear to the thunderous shouts. Seeing that the hundreds of people who were running fastest were about to approach the head of the reinforcements, Yang Chonggui, who was standing at the forefront of the entire reinforcement team, waved his arm violently, "Whoosh-"

A throwing gun came out of his hand, swept a distance of more than twenty or thirty paces, and pinned the fastest rout to the ground on the spot.

"Whoosh-" "Whoosh-" "Whoosh-" followed with hundreds of throwing spears into the air, darkening the entire sky. In the next moment, twenty-five to thirty steps in front of Yang Chonggui's horse, a forest of spears fell out of thin air. More than 100 soldiers who were just trying to flee for their lives were nailed to the ground with their guns thrown at them, their hands and feet convulsed, blood gushing like springs, and screams one after another.

"Whoever is attacking this formation, kill!" Yang Chonggui pulled out another throwing spear from behind the saddle with one hand, and threw it twenty-six or seven steps in front of him with a roar.

"Whoever is attacking the formation, kill!" his own battalion soldiers reiterated in unison, learning from the movements of the main general, and threw another four hundred throwing guns into the same area.

"Boom!" The gun forest instantly doubled in density, and the screams rang out. The Hedong routs, who were frightened by the Cangzhou army, finally realized that they had encountered a more unreasonable killer. Stunned, the tide parted from the gun forest, and separated farther and farther to the left and right wings, like two teams of frightened yellow sheep.

"The whole team ——!" At this moment, Yang Chonggui didn't have the time to care about where the defeated soldiers fled, so he drew a throwing gun in his hand, took a deep breath, and commanded loudly.

The enemy general is called Zheng Ziming, the protégé of Fat Fox Changsi, the descendant of Chen Tuan, and his former little brother and old friend. The stunt of a throwing axe makes it superb, and a steel whip is also invincible.

He once personally saved this person's life from Hu Yancong's steel whip; he once did not hesitate to offend Long Yan just to let Liu Zhiyuan dispel the absurd plan to use this person as a puppet; he once watched this person grow from a little fat man who only knew how to run for his life to a famous young general in Hebei Province; he once sincerely regarded this person as his brother, and felt extremely honored for every victory this person achieved.

Now, he wants to personally lead the troops and fight a decisive battle with this person on the battlefield, and the former friendship is no match for the mountain behind each other.

"The whole team ——!"

"The whole team ——!"

"Don't give Zheng Ziming a chance!"

"Don't let him get close, his trick only works if you get close!"

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The leaders of the pro-soldiers behind Yang Chonggui also opened their throats to remind the brothers of the other battalions. Take out the spirit of 12 points and prepare for a fierce battle that has been done before.

They were all very familiar with the young general who was leading his subordinates to drive away the rout of Hedong like a lamb. Knowing this person's ability, he has also witnessed the predecessor of the Cangzhou Army, the amazing attack power of the brave horses in Lijiazhai Township in the past.

"The whole team, hurry up and form the whole team!"

"Hold your rifle steady!"

"Keep an eye on General Yang's recognition of the flag, and no one should hesitate when it's time to charge! There are many of us, and we can pile up the surname Zheng. ”

"Don't be afraid, the surname Zheng is powerful, and our General Yang has never met an opponent!"

"There are many of us, and the Cangzhou army has ......"

There is no need for others to remind him at all, he has heard of Zheng Ziming's achievements many times, and the commanders of the other battalions under Yang Chonggui also shouted loudly to rectify the team and prepare for a fierce battle with the highest standards.

To their slight disappointment, the Cangzhou army, which was chasing after the rout, decisively began to decline fifty paces away. The front line, which was already a little messy, was back in order in a few snaps of a finger. The other platoons of cavalry that followed also tightened the reins of their horses one after another, and joined the ranks in front of them with a steady and sleek rhythm.

A neat phalanx, separated by the forest of guns thrown by the Yang family's army, quickly took shape. Thousands of people, as if they have the same head, cooperate tacitly. In the face of the Yang family's army, which was three times their size, their sharpness did not diminish in the slightest. After finishing the team, they raised the weapons in their hands in unison, "Kill!"

"Kill!", "Kill!", "Kill......" The proud cries of harmony reverberated back and forth between heaven and earth. There was an invisible chill that instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. Among the officers and men of the Hedong Army who were running for their lives, many of them were so frightened that their legs were weak and they were staggering. Although the well-trained soldiers of the Yang family army did not take it for granted, the war horses under the crotch of the big guy shook their heads and tails, and their mouths neighed uneasily, "Shh......h

"Blow the horn and invite the battle!" Yang Chonggui knew that if he continued like this, his morale would fall behind if he did not wait for contact with the enemy soldiers. Resolutely opened his throat and commanded.

"Woo woo, woo woo woo, woo ......" The agitated sound of the horn suddenly sounded behind him, like a dragon's proud groan.

The neighing of horses and shouts were suddenly swept away by the sound of dragons, and between heaven and earth, the flags of both sides rolled in the wind, like two flames burning quietly.

Suddenly, the flag behind Zheng Ziming shook to the left and right, and then regained its height and waved it in the wind again. And Zheng Ziming himself slowly urged the mount, broke away from his own team, and walked towards the life and death line that Yang Jiajun had previously created with a throwing gun.

didn't care about the possible sneak attack, he took the war horse, poked the riding gun to the side, and through the dense forest of throwing guns, he arched his hand towards Yang Chonggui, "It's Brother Yang on the other side, Zheng Ziming is polite!"

"Don't go over!" "General, this is a delaying tactic, don't be fooled!" "General, that kid is cunning, be careful of the trick!" lest the master of his family will remember the old love and give the boy surnamed Zheng the opportunity to make a black hand.

With a long sigh, Yang Chonggui did not hesitate to instigate his mount. He also took the war horse through the gun forest, dropped the throwing gun, and returned the salute from afar, "Brother Zheng doesn't have to be so polite." Today's battle is a matter for the country, and the foolish brother will not dare to abolish the public with his own interests. ”