Heavy horses' hooves slammed against the yellowed earth, making a rhythmic, dull symphony.

The horse's head rises and falls with the gallop continuously, the mane of the war horse flies wantonly in the headwind, and the slender Yanling knife reflects the cold light.

With the muffled sound of the horn, as the gallop of the war horse accelerated, the banner in the riding array gradually unfolded, and the sound of hunting had spread throughout the entire riding array in an instant.

Flag hunting, headwind head-on.

While the war horse was galloping, Chen Wang subconsciously lowered his head and looked under him.

The speed of the war horse under him was constantly accelerating, and the earth was receding like a tide.

When he raised his head again, the smoke above the official road in front of him had already been blown away by the wind.

At this time, the right flank of the entire official road had become a pot of porridge, and the front and middle of the thief infantry team had been completely mixed together, and it was chaotic, and only the military formation in the rear was still intact.

Chen Wang saw clearly, one after another the red flags of the Ming army continued to rush forward in the black crowd, constantly rushing back and forth, and stirring up the entire formation.

The soldiers behind the thieves formed a military formation, and one spear after another was stretched out of the military formation, forming a forest of steel one after another.

The forests of steel cut off the escape routes of the hungry.

Countless hungry people fled in all directions, and the cries, begging for mercy, and miserable howls came to Chen Wang's ears from afar.

Even though it was still far away, the feeling of despair still came to my face.

Chen Wang's hand holding the saber trembled slightly, and memories of the past kept emerging from his mind.

Fallen under his sword, one after another revenant souls appeared, those hungry people, those soldiers.

Most of them are yellow-skinned, skinny, and ragged.

The most painful and cruel criminal law in the world is actually starvation, which is the most painful way to die in the world.

That desperate hunger is more cruel than all the torture in the world.

Hunger makes people no longer human, makes people lose their dignity as human beings, and makes people become evil spirits.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, disasters and famines occurred frequently in Shaanxi, but the taxes were heavy.

The ensuing natural disasters, the continuous increase in dispatches, and the raging rogues have intensified the popular rebellion and mutiny, and the four sides have been fighting incessantly and poisoning for thousands of miles.

Farmers and soldiers who could not survive the drought gathered together and no longer pinned their hopes on others.

They knew that those high-ranking and pampered lords above the temple didn't care about their lives or deaths.

Natural disasters are not terrible, but what is truly terrible is man-made disasters.

It's those "people" who are on high above.

It is the "people" who have lost their humanity.

They know that it is better to rely on anything, anything, or anyone than to rely on the knives and guns in their hands.

With the knives and guns in their hands, they ate rice again and became human beings again.

But some of them ate not only rice, but also meat, and they also tasted flesh......

Chen Wang clenched the saber in his hand, the cold touch of the handle and the oncoming headwind made him sober again.

In the torrent of the times, everyone is just being dragged forward, even if they are desperately struggling, they still seem extremely powerless.

The waves are turbulent, the water is turbulent, and the slightest carelessness can lead to death.

If you want to change such an era, if you want to control your own destiny, you must keep climbing upward, you must climb to a high position.

Chen Wang raised his head again, he had no choice, and he didn't even have a way to control his own fate, now he was just a pawn in the army, he could only do what he could do now.

In the sound of heavy horses' hooves, the sound of war horses sounded from time to time in the riding array.

The sound of the rubbing of the armor leaves, the collision of the back of the knife and the armor, and the sound of the hunting banner all converged.

The infantry in front and in the middle of the thieves were rushed into chaos.

On the official road, the front of the entangled Ming army at the front finally got a chance to breathe, and when the enemy army was in chaos, they fired a volley of firearms and rockets, and then quickly retreated to the rear.

In the distance, the two rogue horse teams that had been inactive finally moved.

The two bands of thieves swam in the great array like two long dragons with teeth and claws, and their dragons were all facing the same direction.

Chen Wang clenched the reins in his hand, the speed of the war horse under the seat had already increased, and the dragon heads of the two long dragons were not facing anywhere else, it was the direction in which they were heading.

But even so, the direction of the cavalry still did not change, and Cao Wenzhao seemed to have not seen it.

Chen Wang did not say again, in the big battle on this occasion, Cao Wenzhao is far more experienced than him, and the movement of the enemy army is not a secret, he has seen it, and there is no reason why Cao Wenzhao can't see it.

Since Cao Wenzhao still chooses to move forward, he must have a plan in his heart.

There was a wave of flags dancing on the official road ahead, and the sound of military horns and marching drums sounded a little chaotic in Chen Wang's ears.

In the next moment when the voice sounded, the military formation on the official road that had blocked their way quickly separated to both sides like a wave, making way for them.

"Whew-"

The short but eager sound of the bugle sounded again.

Chen Wang's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he immediately clenched the saber in his hand, and raised his eyes forward, and in front of him was one enemy after another with his back to him.

The saber was held horizontally, and the sharp saber was as light as a feather, constantly fluttering in the crowd, easily slicing through the bodies of one enemy after another.

The strong smell of blood filled the air again, and Chen Wang's eyes became more and more cold.

Under the black curtain, Li Zicheng looked at everything that happened under the top of the slope expressionlessly.

The cavalry of the Ming army cut into the large formation like a sharp blade, and in an instant, the military formation he arranged was cut into countless messy, bloody pieces, and in an instant, the soldiers and horses in the front and middle parts had completely collapsed.

The fear of the Ming army overpowered, and the defeated soldiers and hungry people in the front and center fled uncontrollably, and even stormed the rear of the overseer behind them.

A small crimson flag slowly rose from behind him, and the sound of war drums suddenly became urgent.

At the foot of the hillside, Liu Zongmin carried the Yanling knife on his shoulder, and when he saw the red flag that was raised, the killing intent appeared in his eyes.

He raised the Yanling knife in his hand high, and then pressed down suddenly, grabbing the horse's belly, and the war horse under the seat was already galloping forward with his body.

When the horsemen behind him heard the order, they all urged their mounts one after another and galloped away with Liu Zongmin.

Like Liu Zongmin, they all leaned the Yanling knife on their right shoulder, with a sinister face, without saying a word, just moving forward in silence.

They wore the same armor and helmets as the Ming army, but the color was black......