The hemp knife is an improved standard simple knife.

Sharp edges and double edges, straight body and heavy ridges, the blade is three feet long, the grip is almost the same length, and the handle is tightly bound with hemp rope to make the grip more stable, so it is called a hemp knife.

Similar to the Mo knife, lighter, lower the threshold of use, can be cut and stabbed, conducive to breaking the armor and cutting the horse, when the Yuejia army broke the horse with foot, defeated the Jin Guotie Futu, the use of a hemp knife, not the so-called hook sickle.

After Chang Geng's arrow missed, he held his breath in his heart, Lao Tzu is a dignified imperial guard, can he still lose to you as an envoy and miscellaneous army?

He stabbed his knife in his hand, his eyes wide open, looking for the "prey" that had been under his own arrows for the rest of his life.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, the incomparably blue and purple helmet was easily captured by Chang Geng, and he quickly rushed over.

Dog things, you can block Lao Tzu's arrow, don't try to block Lao Tzu's knife!

Killing in the oblique stab, Chang Geng stabbed Liu Xiuli in the waist and abdomen, the armor here is relatively weak, and the piercing must be penetrated.

Liu Xiuli, who was running, saw the sword light coming, and he paused his steps and quickly deflected his body to dodge the blade.

The blade grazed the nail leaf, flashing sparks, and making a piercing scratching sound.

One hit missed, Chang Geng secretly screamed that it was not good!

Liu Xiuli smiled hideously, threw out the iron whip in his right hand, and pumped it towards Chang Geng's neck, but suddenly his left shoulder hurt, his body shook, and the iron whip deviated downwards and smashed on Chang Geng's cloak.

In the severe pain, he didn't seem to feel the existence of his right hand, but Chang Geng's anger skyrocketed, he roared, waved the knife with one hand, and slashed at Liu Xiuli's calf.

In the end, the strength was not enough, and the blade was cutting through the shin armor on Liu Xiuli's leg and stuck in the leg bone.

But this was enough, Liu Xiuli lost his support, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground.

Chang Geng struggled to pull out the hemp knife, threw it up with one hand, held it back, raised the blade downward, and slammed it into Liu Xiuli's heart.

Just as he was about to break through the armor, an axe blocked in front of the blade and saved Liu Xiuli.

Chang Geng's eyes widened angrily and glared at the owner of the axe, "Xiahou Ji, what do you mean? Don't you want to steal the credit!?"

"Grab a fart, if it wasn't for me just now, you wouldn't even have died." Xiahou Ji stepped on Liu Xiuli's back and stopped him from getting up.

Chang Geng was stunned, looked down and saw a bloody hole broken in Liu Xiuli's shoulder blade, and then saw Xiahou Ji's axe back and sharp mouth stained with blood, and realized that he was indeed saved by Xiahou Ji.

The grace of saving lives should be repaid, and it is nothing to give a credit, "Thank you for your great kindness, this guy has given it to you."

Xiahou Ji sneered, "Brother Chang, don't get me wrong, I really don't want to attack, this person is Liu Xiuli, or it is better to leave it to His Highness for disposal."

"Uh, look at me, this matter is negligent, and I want you to remind ......" Chang Geng came to his senses and sneered on his face, "Xiahou, if you don't dislike it, we will be brothers in the future, how about it?"

"Hahaha, I call you Brother Chang, aren't we brothers?"

Xia Hou lifted the axe, controlled the strength, slapped the axe on Liu Xiuli's pocket, knocked him unconscious, and then cut off the armor belt around his waist and tied his hands behind his back.

"Brother Chang, you can bring him to His Highness."

Chang Geng hugged his injured right arm and smiled heartily, "I hurt my hand, so you should come."

"Okay, I'll drag him out first." Xia Hou didn't twist it, picked up Liu Xiuli's left leg, and dragged it away.

Chang Geng looked at the formation, there were still six or seven iron guards who were resisting stubbornly, and the defenders fought more and less, and three or five people surrounded one, tearing and splitting with their hands, fighting hard.

It wasn't until half a tea hour later that the battle ended.

The corpses were spread all over the ground, some of them were rebels, some of them were entangled until death, and the armor of both sides was the same, and at first glance, it was impossible to tell which side it was.

Lu Shangming also led Minzhuang out of the city at this time, put the wounded on the door panel, and carefully sent them to the city.

Zhao Mengqi stood in the middle of the battlefield, took off his armor, and looked around, but there was no smile on his face.

Just now him

He wanted to fight in person, but he was held down by Geng Zhi and a few guards, on the grounds that a big victory was imminent, and there was no need for King Yan to take any more risks.

Fighting with heavy armor soldiers is too dangerous, both sides use powerful blunt weapons, no matter how good the armor is, it can't be protected in place, if Yan Wang accidentally takes one or two hits, everyone will be doomed.

This was won, and Zhao Mengqi also calmed down, but he was not happy at all.

Although he relied on his impromptu move to design and crack Liu Xiuli's turtle formation, the last twenty or so heavily armored soldiers still caused a lot of casualties to the defenders.

A rough calculation shows that there are more than a dozen direct casualties, nearly twenty serious injuries, and even fewer minor injuries, in short, the price is still too heavy.

If I hadn't chased them out, these people wouldn't have died......

Zhao Mengqi looked at the blood stains on the ground, stunned, and thought that when defending the city, including Minzhuang, nearly two thousand were killed and wounded, although the specific casualties have not been counted, but it is estimated that no less than six hundred were killed in battle.

It's all to blame for being too careless and too self-righteous.

Chen Xiaokun walked to Zhao Meng's side, as if he knew what he was thinking, and comforted him as soon as he opened his mouth, "Your Highness, if you don't take charge of the army, how can there be immortals in battle, and thanks to Your Highness's wisdom and wisdom, you can defend the city and annihilate the rebels."

This is not Chen Xiaokun's false flattery, but his sincere admiration for Zhao Mengqi.

The dignified crown prince of the Song Dynasty not only took the lead, but also came up with clever plans to resolve crises again and again.

Last night's initiative, today's one-minute annihilation of the enemy, as well as the game and clever traps just now, all showed extraordinary strategy and courage.

Grasping Liu Xiuli's psychology, using the change of formation to delay time, but also blocking the sight of the rebels, taking the opportunity to arrange the crossbow carts abandoned by the rebels, killing and injuring the rebels, and forcing them to abandon the defensive formation with absolute superiority, take the initiative to attack, and also take the pulling rope of the artillery cart as a tripwire, set up a hollow array, and slow down the impact of the rebels.

This series of operations is just what King Yan thought of immediately after seeing the ballista, and this wit is really impressive.

After listening to Chen Xiaokun's words, Zhao Mengqi realized that as the supreme leader, if he was too depressed, it would be easy to have a negative impact on others, so he put away the mess and took a deep breath.

"Today's victory, all depend on the soldiers and the people, Lone's previous commitment, all doubled, your Fenghua Army is even more indispensable, in the future, the Fenghua Army will be Lone's pro-army, the treatment will be no different from the East Guard, the military family members have also been properly settled, and they will never worry about food and clothing!"

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Zhao Mengqi has become more and more comfortable with buying people's hearts.

There are 20,000 soldiers in the Fenghua Army, in fact, there are nearly 30,000 people in total, but most of them have to work for their livelihoods, but because of the tradition of 100 years, they still maintain a certain number of people for full-time military training.

Most of those who can be selected for this are just adults, and after a few years of training, they can be promoted to the forbidden army.

That's why Chen Xiaokun was able to take these six hundred people to report in the fastest time.

Zhao Mengqi also found that most of them were sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenagers, who were only in middle school in the later life, but now they died on the battlefield for him, so he felt very guilty and hesitant in his heart.

Chen Xiaokun was also very painful in his heart in the face of such casualties, but as a soldier, he had no choice.

After being a soldier for more than 20 years, I don't remember how many times I have been on the battlefield, I am used to seeing life and death, and sometimes I even feel numb.

The only thing he hoped for was that the sacrifices he had made would not be ignored and forgotten by the imperial court, and that they would be treated and respected as they deserved.

Fortunately, King Yan is not a merciless person, and the promises he made exceeded Chen Xiaokun's expectations, which made him feel deeply comforted and happy.

"The last general will represent all the soldiers and men of the Fenghua Army, thank Your Highness Hongen!"

Zhao Mengqi waved his hand lightly and sighed, "The one who should thank and apologize should be Lone, you have paid too much for the Great Song Dynasty, and the court has always owed you a lot...... Da Song, you can't go the wrong way anymore, what "Donghuamen roll call is for."

Good man", in Lone's eyes, it is shit, Lone thinks that the one who stains the field with blood and protects Huaxia with his life is the real good man!"

These words hit Chen Xiaokun's heart, and all the sadness and grievances came out at this moment, and his eyes instantly turned red, as if he had a lot to say, but he choked up and couldn't speak.

Zhao Mengqi noticed the abnormality, looked back, and saw Chen Xiaokun, a seven-foot Tibetan man, with tears in his eyes, just like a child of more than 200 pounds.

Subconsciously, Zhao Mengqi patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, Lone is not just talking, it's just that there is a long way to go, and Lone can't do it alone, only if you work together with Lone can Da Song change from the roots."

Chen Xiaokun stammered, knelt down on one knee, and said word by word, "Chen Xiaokun is willing to die for His Highness!"

It's not much, but it's resolute!

Zhao Mengqi helped him up, "Up and down are concentric, and we will work together!" Now the most important thing is the treatment of the wounded, you go and arrange people, take my warrant, go to the nearby states and counties to collect Lang Chinese medicinal materials, be sure to do it as soon as possible. Secondly, the sacrificed soldiers and the people are well buried, I will let people choose the treasure land of feng shui, build a martyr's cemetery, monuments and martyrs' shrines, sacrifice at four o'clock, mourn every year, and admire the people! Third, in order to prevent the rebels from fleeing from poisoning the localities, troops should be sorted out to quickly eliminate them...... Forget it, we don't have many people left to use, so I'll arrange another person to encircle and suppress it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier shouted, "There are a large number of ships on the lake!"

And the rebels!?

Chen Xiaokun was shocked in his heart, and immediately pulled Zhao Mengqi to the city, "Your Highness, go back to the city quickly, take Your Royal Highness the princess and leave immediately."

Zhao Mengqi was not flustered, he paused, and with Chen Xiaokun's strength, he couldn't move.