Zhang Zhihai stood in the tent, watching the rain outside with a candle, which had become much smaller, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

God says that change will change, and it is not human power to contend with it.

Weather is a very important factor on the battlefield, and extreme weather can easily change the situation on the battlefield, including morale.

The bandits complained because of the heavy rain.

The solemn atmosphere spreads very quickly.

Some mountain kings faintly regretted it after today's siege battle, thinking in their hearts that the deal they had made with Zhang Zhihai seemed to have no prospects, far less than the one they had done with Li Wuchang at the beginning.

When I was mixed with Li Wuchang at the beginning, it seemed that I was really just messing around, and Li Wuchang directly opened the way with gold and grain.

Usually Li Wuchang doesn't have any hard requirements, just follow a few shouts when attacking the city, it's great to send some sons and daughters to climb the wall to attract firepower, it doesn't matter if you can't climb up, just make a fuss, even if you retreat, Li Wuchang has no punishment there.

Today is very different.

Zhang Zhihai was cold, basically only one sentence.

"Give me on, retreat halfway to military law!"

Whether it is the elite of the court or the bandits, this is the treatment.

Although the King of the Mountain is not a good person, he feels uncomfortable watching his sons die one after another.

If the loss is big, there is no bottom in my heart!

is doing business with Li Wuchang, and playing with Zhang Zhihai.

"Damn, Lao Tzu was really dazzled by the scenery of Niu An's guy, and sure enough, Lan Haoran was the most chicken thief!" said a mountain king to the west.

I envied Lan Haoran and the others who ran away earlier.

It is not easy for the underworld to enter the public gate.

The same is true of the bandits who turned into the regular army of the imperial court.

Suddenly, there was movement in the wind and rain, breaking the silence of the night.

The king of the mountain was upset in his heart and shouted, "Go and see what's going on." ”

His men immediately took the order and left.

The west side of the camp flashed with firelight, and the sound of breaking wind came, with an endless murderous aura.

"Oops...... A large number of people have come to attack the camp, it seems to be people from the city......"

After a little observation, the subordinate came back to report, looking very panicked.

"What did you say?" the Mountain King was stunned, unwilling to believe that this was true.

Before the subordinates could speak, they shouted and killed.

"Damn, Lu Xifa's guy is really a reckless man!" King Shan scolded secretly, forced himself to rein in his mind, and shouted: "What are you doing in a panic, pass the order, and quickly organize people to resist...... In addition, Speed sent someone to inform General Zhang, and he came to the rescue. ”

The king of the mountain admonished his subordinates not to panic, but his voice trembled a little, and at the same time he secretly wondered if he should find an opportunity to run away.

Outrageous!

Why don't you hide at home and sleep well in such a heavy rain, and run out of the city?

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, prepare for battle......"

"Hurry up and get up, do you want to die......"

"Fast, fast, fast......"

The movement was so sudden that the westernmost bandits panicked.

Many people did not participate in today's siege, and they did not expect to see the truth on this rainy night.

Distance.

Jiang Minglun took the lead, his cold eyes swept over the camp in front of him, the Xuantie knife in his right hand waved forward, and said in a deep voice: "Listen to the order, give me a dead hand!"

The soldiers of the Guards were all dressed in black suits, and the weapons in their hands were different, including broadswords, long swords, iron spears, and great axes, and each of them had a bloody light in their eyes.

With Jiang Minglun's order, the team leaders quickly and completely advanced with their subordinates, and their movements were neat and crisp.

soon

The sounds of shouting, screaming, wailing, footsteps, clashing of weapons, and wind and rain were mixed together and quickly spread throughout the station.

A group of bandits with low morale and poor preparation were opponents, and they soon panicked and had no order to speak of.

Li Wuchang slowly walked up a small slope, looking coldly at everything in front of him, rubbing the unrepentant blade in his hand, looking extremely relaxed and comfortable, in fact, he was always vigilant.

East.

Zhang Zhihai was still thinking about the strategist's proposal to fight a war of attrition, but was interrupted by the movement outside.

His subordinates soon came to report: "General, Lu Xifa's troops are here, they are in the westernmost part of the garrison, and the number and leader are unknown for the time being!"

Elite is elite, and there is not much panic in the face of this situation.

The two lieutenant generals, the young Zhuang faction, and the strategists also moved quickly, and they all gathered in Zhang Zhihai's camp tent, waiting for orders.

Tonight seems to be a sleepless night.

"Who's going to support the east?"

Zhang Zhihai glanced at it and said lightly.

Mu Tianfeng came out and bowed his hand: "General, the young general is willing to go!"

His steps were as resolute as ever, but there was a different excitement between his eyebrows.

Liu Qizheng was not left behind, and the speed followed: "General, the young general is also willing to go!"

The opportunity to prove himself came again, Liu Qizheng was unwilling to let it go, the siege could not be taken, and the field battle was just right.

Ma Kun was very conflicted in his heart, he wanted to recommend himself, but he was afraid that he would suffer a big loss if he touched the dark, so he retracted the foot he lifted out, and in a blink of an eye, he happened to meet Lin Zheng's smiling eyes, and he secretly coughed lightly at the moment and ignored it.

Zhang Zhihai nodded with satisfaction and was ready to order.

Before it started, someone outside hurriedly came to report: "General, there are also people from the east, and it is dark and I can't see clearly, but I can judge that the enemy's momentum is extremely huge, and he is coming towards this formation......"

"Hit on both sides!"

Zhang Zhihai sneered, and immediately issued an order: "Deputy General Ning, Mu Tianfeng, Liu Qizheng, Ye Mingchang, Huang Ni, the five of you lead the crowd to support the east, remember to send people to report the timely situation at any time."

Deputy General Sun, Lei Mou, Lin Zheng, Wen Zhijian, the four of you go to the middle road to stabilize the situation.

The rest of the men went with me to the east to slay the thieves. ”

"Yes, General!"

The people took the command and departed.

The soldiers had heard the movement and had already assembled to wait for the commander's order.

The enemy's momentum was indeed huge, and it could be seen from the crowds of torches and the deafening shouts of killing that they were indeed coming towards the main formation.

"Everyone, follow me to kill the thief!" Zhang Zhihai drew his long sword and shouted with his arm.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

An angry roar came from afar: "Zhang Zhihai, your grandfather Han is here, do you dare to come out and fight to the death?"

The sound of this broken gong was really like thunder, and it spread far away.

Ma Kun, Li Wuxian, Zheng Wenlong and others immediately recognized it as Han Dazhi's voice.

After not seeing each other for a few years, they couldn't imagine that Han Dazhi's skills had been raised to the same height.

The real strength contained in the roar just now is by no means an ordinary good hand.

In the faint light of fire, the battle of life and death is about to break out.

Zhang Zhihai's side launched a charge.

"Han Dasha, right, I haven't seen you for many days, do you remember your Uncle Ma?" Ma Kun immediately shouted.

Han Dazhi snorted and scolded: "Ma Kun Xiao'er, come here and lead the death!"

Ma Kun was furious: "I'm afraid that you won't succeed, give it to me!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

The overwhelming arrows shot towards Zhang Zhihai's side.

Wailing erupted, and many people died on the spot.

Grass, there is actually a longbow team.

Zhang Zhihai scolded secretly, and then shouted: "Disperse, copy the past!"

Han Dazhi's broken gong voice sounded again: "Brothers, this place is too narrow, let's retreat first......"