This era is full of all kinds of weirdness, not to mention human sacrifice and burial, he clearly remembers that his father once told him a set of aristocratic etiquette standards.

As long as the defeated party pays enough ransom, it can return to China, and if the defeated party refuses to pay, the soldiers will be used as human sacrifices.

The nobles will not be killed indiscriminately, at most you will be imprisoned, and when you will be given enough compensation, when you will be released.

If the lord does not give it, the families of these people will also pay a sum of money to redeem their own families, preferring to let the loser die at home rather than allow honor to be lost to the enemy.

I can win today, what if I lose next time?

I don't know when this system started, but all the princes are abiding by this standard, and there will be so many unlucky children in every family who have lost the battle, and if a large number of nobles are killed at one time, there will not be so many wars in this world.

In every era, there will be a few people who break the rules, so some etiquette and rules that were once prevalent are gradually abandoned and released in various tactics and methods of dealing with it.

The last time Jingren was conquest, Yuan Futong had already lost his rules, and his reputation had dropped to the freezing point.

When Chongying Luan was brought forward with many captives, everyone's hearts sank, and they unconsciously glanced at Chonghou Hu's back.

Yuan Futong made a request that these prisoners be released as long as the coalition army retreated, which made many people in the princes' coalition army discuss.

Meng Wei is a little anxious, this is a big pit, in that battle, the aristocratic coalition died more than they lived, this has to be handled carelessly, the princes and the coalition army are directly disheartened, my son died in battle, and as a result, you are now going to be deserters for your son?

The prestige of the Chonghou will fall to the bottom, and it is impossible to say that the princes will also fight each other because of the issue of heirs.

Thinking that at the beginning, Tao Fang, who was old and had a son and was the eldest son in the family, died, and Binzhou Hou directly spurted out a mouthful of old blood and was bedridden.

This time the princes met and Binzhou refused to be recruited on the grounds that the old marquis was seriously ill and there was no principal in the family.

Meng Wei looked at Chongying Luan's delirious appearance, and he was also resentful in his heart, although Brother Luan took the wrong path, he was not thin on him at all, and the ancients knew the grace of encounters, could he still be inferior to the ancients?

"Chonghou, think twice!"

There are three uncles in northern Xinjiang, Yan Bo died in battle, and Taibo is still defending Yancheng, and Liao Dongbo, the only one who has an identity to open at this moment, reminded at the beginning.

Everyone knows how much effort Chonghou put into cultivating Chongyingluan, and the eldest son directly sent Chaoge as a hostage to pave the way for the second child.

Liao Dongbo believes in Chonghou's personality,

Some things are difficult to say once they involve family affection.

Chonghou Hutie's face was blue, he clutched the horsewhip fiercely, and stared at Chongying Luan with gritted teeth.

This most proud son at that time, at this moment, no one is a ghost or a ghost kneeling in front of the battle, he is both angry and distressed.

"The Chonghou of Chongcheng is not the Chonghou of one person, the northern frontier of Yin Shang, not the northern frontier of a family."

Chonghou Hu resolutely reined in his horse and turned around.

"Yuan Futong, I said before, only the villain makes conspiracies, and the big husband immediately relies on the sword in his hand, for so many years, you are still that lump of sludge, and it stinks."

Ignoring Yuan Fu's angry appearance, and no longer looking back at the sons who were sacrificed in front of the battle, Chonghou Hu raised his horsewhip and roared at the coalition phalanx.

"The souls of the sons have been dispersed, and what is in front of this array is just a walking corpse."

Looking at the dull and grief-stricken coalition army, Chonghou Hu continued to roar: "See clearly, these puppet people are not our sons, they have long since died, tell me, who killed our son?" ”

The leaders of the coalition looked at Chonghou Hu blankly, Meng Wei patted his head and understood the meaning, and immediately roared angrily: "It's a rebel!" ”

"Who killed our son?"

"It's the rebels! Rebels! Rebels! ”

Gradually, some people in the coalition army also understood, and the cries rose higher and higher, and everyone shouted.

"Soldiers, pick up your weapons, look at the group of despicable villains and unrighteous people in front of you, and tell them how to repay the blood feud!"

"Blood! Blood! Blood! ”

"The three armies obey the order!"

"Stepping on the North Sea, blood debt and blood repayment!"

"Charge!"

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Generally speaking, when fighting against foreign races, the princes of Zhuxia will not talk about any etiquette, and the conquests between the countries pay attention to a formation and a teacher.

The former is to put the square in a good array, and then the people on both sides start to fight, and the latter is the etiquette before the fight, so that the brave armor soldiers in the army will fight first and fight a few rounds, sometimes a fierce general in hand, and there are not a few who directly decide the success or failure of the division due to the battle between the two armies.

For all princes, the cost of cultivating a soldier is too great, but not anyone who can't even eat enough is qualified to wear battle armor, without a strong physique, even the armor and weapons that are twenty pounds up to the top are unbearable for ordinary people.

The war is a protracted war, and there will be no transportation to transport troops these days, don't expect to be tired and be like the ring, ring a bell, so that you can breathe a sigh of relief and go again.

Chonghou Hu didn't take Yuan Futong and his Northern Navy seriously, the two main generals in front of the formation finished their attack, and they didn't give Yuan Futong time to send the division and change the formation, so he directly waved his hand, and the front division charged directly with the left and right wings. You're no longer a human being, do I still need to talk to you about etiquette?

Yuan Futong was taken aback, and immediately slapped his horse back to the camp, shouting vigorously, "Meet the enemy, meet the enemy." ”

Indeed, as Chonghou Hu said, Yuan Futong was a little strategic, and he liked to play with power, and always bullied those princes who wanted to be shameless with his own shamelessness.

This time, when I met Chonghou Hu, who also started to be shameless, I didn't expect the other party to come like this under the stereotype, and I thought that I would take advantage of it and behave like those pedantic princes of the Seventy-two Roads before.

A boom rang out, and both coalition and rebel forces charged at the same time.

Chongcheng's head is Zhao Bing, who is wearing heavy armor, the two copper hammers are the size of pumpkins, and they are not difficult to wield at all.

Followed by Li Jing, who was also in the former division and was responsible for opening the situation, a sword was extremely powerful, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it was directly cut in two by touching the person with armor.

At present, the development of cavalry is still very primitive, and there are only a handful of people who can afford to raise cavalry.

In Beihai, Yuan Futong squeezed the seventy-two princes to gather together and stumbled to save about a thousand people, and in the face of the northern frontier with many princes, Yuan Futong did not dare to let the cavalry go into battle easily.

If this is a bite to the cavalry with a large number of people on the opposite side, it will directly lose money to vomit blood.

Horses are easy to find, but in this era, there are no such things as stirrups and horseshoes, and once a horse's hooves go wrong, an old horse has to be scrapped.

Good horses naturally need to be ridden by people who know how to ride, and in addition to the children of the nobles who can practice riding in northern Xinjiang, there are only a few powerful armor soldiers.

Northern Xinjiang is not bad, not as many cavalry as the Western Zhou and Yin Shang, but far more than other vassal states.

At this moment, Meng Wei and Mei Luan each brought 5,000 horsemen and were stationed on the left and right flanks of the coalition army to stand by at any time.

Speaking of which, Meng Wei was stabbed into the enemy formation as a sharp knife along with Li Jing and Zhao Bing.

A few days ago, after Chonghou Hu saw Meng Weixin's "awakening" ability, three heads and six arms, he really gave up his original plan.

Meng Wei fought alone with the cavalry battalion on the left flank, not in charge of command, but only as the arrow of the charge, and his task was to cut the rebel phalanx into pieces with the cavalry like slicing meat.

For this reason, Meng Wei also asked for two short halberds and a short spear to cooperate with the other four hands, and he still held the increased version of the axe.

"Don't worry, don't worry, be quiet, Chitu!"

Chongyingluan was dragged out to sacrifice the flag, and many people were aroused to anger in their hearts.

The red rabbit under the seat, which used to belong to Chongying Luan's mount, was also a little panting at the moment, and kept digging the ground, if it wasn't for Meng Wei always appeased, he would have rushed out of the horse camp at this moment.

Meng Wei licked the corners of his mouth: "Don't worry, wait a while, Master Hu hasn't given an order yet, it won't be too long, we will let them pay for it with blood." ”

The surrounding cavalry looked at Meng Wei, who was talking to the horse, and involuntarily began to prepare before the battle, my captain, the world is invincible, what are we afraid of?

The battle ahead was anxious, Yuan Futong ran back to the position early, and at this moment, looking at the former division of the rebel army that had been chiseled, he hated and scolded Chonghou Hu, and said that I don't talk about martial arts, and you are no better.

If you don't breathe, you start fighting, and you still hide famous armor in the military formation to bully ordinary people, and the blackest and worst heart is this old man.

Seeing that the former master was about to be beaten, Yuan Futong couldn't sit still, and his teeth itched with hatred.

I can't see the second famous armor in Beihai, and I have been hiding it and reluctant to use it, this old man is really not distressed, and he directly let two out of the battle, how many are he hiding in his hand?

Jealousy separated him, and without hesitation, he took out a red feather and said, "The Great Sage helps me!" Help me! ”

Immediately, a red light flashed on the feather, and it immediately burned, and in a short time it turned into flying ashes.

Zhang Guifang, who had been in the coalition phalanx, had a divine light in his eyes, and in his early years, he had learned a Taoist technique with a sect of immortals, including a divine light technique, which could be used to face the enemy at a thousand steps.

After being specially given the order to observe the movement of the enemy army, he had been observing Yuan Futong's abnormal situation, and at this moment, he immediately walked to Chonghou Hu's side and whispered, and Chonghou Hu's eyes that had been slightly closed suddenly opened. "Pass on our military order, the three armies will shrink and advance steadily."

The standard-bearer received the order, and the front division that rushed forward immediately began to shrink the formation and returned to the formation with the shield armor in front.

As expected, they are all mixed with demons, and it is impossible not to have a little moth.

There was a burst of red light in the rebels, and the eyes of the rebels who had been pressed and beaten were rendered red with blood, and their muscles bulged, so that the armor made a clattering and crumbling sound.

The soldiers of the rebels suffered a great deal of pain, and they roared one after another, and their swords were added, and they did not feel the slightest pain, but instead exchanged the blades in their hands for injuries and lives with the enemy in front of them.

If it was just fearless and not afraid of pain, the strength of these mutated soldiers also expanded a lot with their size, and they hit the shield wall, making the entire coalition army a little shaky.

The former division general is the chief general of a vassal state, and at this moment he is trying his best to stabilize the morale of the army with his own military battalion.

It was these abnormal changes that frightened them somewhat, and people were fighting, and none of them were afraid.

On the other side, these monsters who looked like they were still humanoid, but they could only roar and roar like beasts, and there was no humanoid monster at all, and they were still a little frightened in their hearts.

Zhang Guifang continued to observe the military formation with a divine light in his eyes, and kept relaying the scene he saw, a little anxious.

Chonghou Hu nodded, stretched out his hand and pressed the entangled phalanx of the front division in front of him.

muttered: "Don't worry, wait, the time has not come." ”