Riding on a horse, carrying a lance, and wearing black light armor, Yang Zheng felt like that.

It's a pity that there are only about 400 people on hand.

Du Bin's eyes beside him were a little strange, and he glanced at the lance from time to time, as if to say that this thing was his.

"Isn't your Du family in Jingzhao? How to run to Fufeng to build a dock fort? Yang Zheng said curiously.

Du Bin held his head high, "Our Du family has been a famous family for generations, how can Jingzhao tolerate it?" ”

This guy is typical of opening a dyeing shop with some color.

"If you blow nonsense again, you will break your legs!" Zhang Te was disgusted.

"Speak human words." Yang Zheng also admired this guy and did not let go of any opportunity to pretend to be forced.

"There are a lot of wealthy families in Jingzhao, and there are many monks and few porridges...... My uncle has always been at odds with Mrs. Sima, so he ...... "Du Bin twisted and pinched."

"Huh?" Yang Zheng was stunned, the Du family and the Sima family were not in harmony?

I've never heard of it.

Yang Zheng remembered that Du Zheng had a Du Raid and Sima Yi wearing a pair of pants, and Du Zhan was not in the Yongliang Army?

"Who is your uncle?"

Du Bin looked inexplicably disdainful, "A certain uncle is General Jianwei, Captain Hukasuma, Youzhou Thorn History, and Fengle Pavilion Marquis!" ”

was pretended by this guy again, and Yang Zheng had the heart to strangle him.

So to speak, Du Shu and Sima Yi are at odds.

"Who are you?" Yang Zheng asked again.

Du Bin put his head like a rooster, "The Du clan in the world is from Yingchuan, the Han Wu moved the world's wealthy families into Maoling, and the Du clan has two branches, Du Shaofu is the Yingchuan Du clan!" Also, it's a certain ancestor......"

Du Xi was posthumously gifted to Shaofu.

"I see." Yang Zheng realized that Du Xi and Du Shu were not all the way at all.

As for Du Zhan's joining the Yongliang Army, it is not the same as joining Sima's camp.

Xiahou Ba, the protector of Shu, is also in Longxi, in charge of a Yongliang army, so it can't be said that he is also a member of the Sima family, right?

"Phew, you don't cling around." Zhang Te scolded with a smile.

Du Bin is afraid of Yang Zheng, but he is not afraid of Zhang Te, "The Du family in the world is a family, how can you, a mountain and village man, know the love between us and other families?" ”

"Ouch?" Zhang Te's face turned red, and he drove his horse up and beat him.

During this period of time, Du Bin was beaten a lot, his face was blue and purple, and he didn't feel good.

After all, it was on the march, and Yang Zheng didn't want to make too much trouble, so he said: "It's almost close to the enemy camp, and the army is silent!" ”

Only then did the two of them stop.

Yang Zheng restrained his thoughts, and with a stick of incense, he saw the enemy camp in front of him.

said that it was an enemy camp, obviously looking up to Qiang.

It was chaotic, there was no discipline, the march was encamped, there were usually no orders, no noise was allowed, and no fires were allowed.

But there were bonfires burning everywhere ahead, and the fire was bright.

It's noisy, like a market.

Yang Zheng put his mind at ease, secretly thinking that the information of the Du family's envoy was not wrong.

It's just a rabble.

It is only based on the strength of the many.

"The armies rest and recuperate, and attack in an hour!" Yang Zheng ordered.

"No!"

To be on the safe side, Yang Zheng also threw scouts in all directions.

However, after a stick of incense, the movement of the enemy camp suddenly became louder.

Cheers were heard with the night wind.

Yang Zheng raised his eyes and suddenly saw the gate of Dujiawu Fort open......

What's going on? Could it be that the Du family surrendered?

Plans can never catch up with change.

Yang Zheng's eyes drifted to Du Bin, this guy had blown the family into the sky just now, but now he was stunned.

Thinking of the envoy's eager expression, Yang Zheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

The messenger said that the internal and external attacks were flanked, and now that the dock forts have surrendered, what else are they flanking?

Although Qiang Di has no military discipline, after all, there are many people, and there are only about 400 people, and Qiang Di is of different races, and has always been known for its fierce folk customs.

The Hundred Years War between Han and Qiang was not the external cause of the collapse of the Eastern Han Dynasty?

Yang Zheng looked at the soldiers beside him, and the soldiers also looked at him.

"It's urgent, and my subordinates are willing to take the lead and break the thief army!" Zhang Te stepped forward and asked for his life.

Yang Zheng's eyes swept over everyone, "If Qiang Di gets the grain, grass and weapons of Wubao Fort, it will be a big disaster, we are soldiers, we should have the responsibility of defending the land, all the armies listen to the order, the cavalry will rush with me to kill, the infantry army will form a formation, and shout and march!" ”

"No!"

Just a simple word, it contains incomparable determination.

This battle is not for the court, not for the wealthy family, but for the defense of the land!

"Kill!" Yang Zheng waved his long lance and rushed to the front, followed by more than 40 cavalry behind him.

The infantry marched forward under the command of Zhou Yu and shouted vigorously.

It was as if there were thousands of troops hidden in the night.

Qiang Di was huddled together in a noisy manner, and they all wanted to enter the dock fort to loot.

An army suddenly came out of his back, and he was suddenly a little overwhelmed.

Yang Zheng was in front of him, his momentum was like thunder, and he led more than 40 horsemen to fight.

Under the lance, flesh and blood fly, and the enemy is holding his head and running away.

The cavalry behind him also reaped the enemy's lives with ring-headed swords.

Yang Zheng secretly thought that if there were a hundred cavalry, he would be able to easily chisel through the enemy formation.

It's a pity that there are only more than forty rides.

It is precisely because of the weak forces that the enemy has a chance to regroup.

"Death to those who retreat!" A big man slashed a deserter with a sword, followed by more than 200 foot soldiers, all wearing leather armor, carrying swords, shields and spears, and waited in formation.

Thanks to his efforts, the rebel army began to concentrate around him,

Yang Zheng remembered that the heroes of the rebellious army were named Qi Jiantou and Yang Tiejian.

Isn't the meaning of a strong head a head iron?

Wanting to kill the two hundred people in this formation with more than forty horsemen, it was obviously a little inflated.

Pay for one's whistle.

Yang Zheng turned the horse's head and killed to the other side.

The man shouted in front of the battle: "Qi Jiantou is here, the rats can come and die!" ”

Yang Zheng ignored it and just led the army to chase and kill the rout.

It is not easy for these 400 people in his hands, and they have been gathered after hard work, and they just have like-minded appearances, and if they lose one, they will lose one, so there is no need to exchange their lives with a reckless man.

When you should be reluctant, you must be reluctant, and the same is true for leading troops to fight.

As a commander-in-chief, you are responsible for the lives of your subordinates.

No matter how Qi Jiantou shouted from behind, Yang Zheng just didn't hear it, and led the cavalry to chase and kill the rout, trying to expand the enemy's chaos.

But he didn't expect Yang Zheng to ignore him, but he stared at Yang Zheng to death, and actually took his subordinates and two legs to chase him on four legs.

Yang Zheng not only admired his martial bravery, but also slandered him for lacking heart.

I secretly thought that these big brothers of the borderland alien race were upright.

The name Qi Jiantou is not wrong, it is really a head iron.

In fact, as long as he sticks to his own position and stabilizes the situation, the chaos around him will gradually calm down.

After all, war horses also consume physical strength.

And the cavalry is only about forty people, still light horses.

"General!" Zhang Te's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Yang Zheng looked back behind him and saw that Qi Jian's head was like an enraged mad cow, chasing after him, and Zhou Yu's infantry had just entered the battlefield and had not yet opened the situation.

"There's no hurry."

Qi Jiantou scolded while chasing behind, what "gutless rats" and "little thieves", these are just a few words that come and go.

Compared with the scolding with Yongliangjun when he robbed Cao Fang's wealth that day, it is simply not worth mentioning.

Running, running, Qi Jian's head gradually became a little out of breath.

And the leather armor soldiers behind him were even more out of breath.

"The time has come!" Yang Zheng said in a deep voice, and more than forty riders accelerated with him, crossing an arc in the night, and turning the direction.

In the night sky, the crescent moon is like a hook, like a scimitar out of the sheath, hanging alone above the canopy.

There is also a hint of cold murder in the moonlight!