The city wall of Tzu Chi County, compared with those border towns, can hardly be described as a city wall, it looks too shabby, no more than a foot high, although the outside is also wrapped in blue bricks and stones, but from the outside, it looks more like a wall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It is by virtue of the fertile land on both sides of the Luo River that Zhengyang County has become the largest plaster in the territory of Yue and the most important granary of Yue Province.

In the past, Tzu Chi did not seem to be important, in front of him, there were the four towns of Fuyuan, and behind him, Zhengyang, it seemed irrelevant how his defense was, but now, Fuyuan raised the flag to rebel, and the previous barrier became a great enemy, and Tzu Chi was extremely embarrassed. Whether it is Jiang Haokun or Wu Teng, a veteran of the Dragon Pavilion, they all believe that Tzu Chi is simply a place not to be defended.

The Perak Battalion, which was originally stationed in the nest of the Taiping Army, set off for Tzu Chi, but the people of Fuyuan did not look at it, and it was almost conceivable how to resist the impact of tens of thousands of Fuyuan troops in such a place where there was no danger to defend.

So when Jiang Haokun led his troops to Tzu Chi and saw the county town of Tzu Chi that was waiting for him, he just smiled contemptuously. I only heard that the Ming army has a blue wolf and a tiger miner Baoqing, what kind of thing is this thunderbolt?

"Puer Town, one drum can be played!" The horsewhip in his hand refers to Tzu Chi, and Jiang Haokun is arrogant. "Drinking the Maluo River, sweeping Zhengyang, Shayang, is just around the corner."

The boss spoke, and a group of younger brothers behind him naturally wanted to cheer, and for a while, it was arrogant and bold words flying all over the sky, and it seemed that what stood in front of them was not 5,000 soldiers and horses, but 5,000 ants who could be gently pinched to death by stretching out their hands.

A voice that did not know the current affairs sounded at this time, and the person who spoke was Wu Teng: "Jiang Junshou, although the Perak Battalion is not famous, but it has been guarding Qin Feng's old nest Taiping City, it can be seen that it is deeply trusted, such an army, not to be underestimated, not to mention, I look at Tzu Chi, although the flag is flying, but I almost don't hear the voice of the people, and I don't see the smoke of gunpowder, it can be seen that its commanders and generals have managed the army well, and this battle is probably still a hard bone." ”

"General Wu thinks too highly of them." Jiang Haokun smiled indifferently: "Zou Ming, the commander of the Thunderbolt battalion, used to be just a man in the rivers and lakes, where did he know that the army was fighting, it was true that he was brave and ruthless, one-on-one competition, or a good hand, but the army was against each other, how much did he know the mystery?" ”

Wu Teng frowned slightly, but did not speak again, after all, the enemy is current, and it is not advisable to always grow the enemy's majesty and destroy his own ambition. The left and right are already under the city, whether it is a mule or a horse, and it will be clear if they pull it out and slip away. After all, Tzu Chi County is not a city of golden soup, and under the siege of tens of thousands of troops, it is still extremely difficult to defend it.

"Lord County Guard, this Zou Ming used to have several relationships with the villain, the villain is willing to persuade him to surrender, maybe he is afraid of the power of the county guard, and his heart is cowardly, the county guard gives him a way to live, and he may open the city gate and surrender." A person circled the horse and walked out, Lang said.

Jiang Haokun looked fixedly, but he was a child of a martial arts family in Fuyuan County, and he raised the flag to rebel, but these martial arts figures also joined it, wanting to fight for a bright future.

"Okay, Mr. Hu dares to persuade Zou Ming to surrender single-handedly, he is really bold, if he succeeds, he should be credited with the first credit." Jiang Haokun stroked his beard and laughed.

Watching the guy surnamed Hu ride his horse straight to Tzu Chi City, Wu Teng sneered in his heart, he didn't know how thick the sky was, did he really think this was a trick to run the rivers and lakes? If Zou Ming couldn't be trusted, how could Qin Feng let him stay in Taiping City? It is the starting place of Qin Feng, Taiping City, Daye City, but the foundation of the Ming Empire.

This is really the birthday boy hanging, and he is thinking that his life is long.

For these martial arts figures, Wu Teng has no good feelings, it is okay to be a martial artist, but he is greedy for fame and fortune, such a person will die if he dies.

Riding a horse alone, swaggering and stopping under the city, there were no random arrows shooting down in the city, and the man surnamed Hu, who was a little uneasy, was relieved, it seemed that as he expected, Zou Ming was afraid.

At the beginning, in order to resist the Qi people, Zou Ming once scattered heroic stickers, and he was also one of the invitees, but he was afraid of the great martial arts of the Qi people and did not dare to go. Acquaintance with Zou Ming, that's true.

"General Zou, I'm Fuyuan Hu Ding. I came here today because we are both in the martial arts lineage and old acquaintances, and I am here to show you a clear way. He tore his throat and shouted loudly under the city.

In the city, Yang Zhi and Zou Ming glanced at each other, and at the same time flattened their mouths, "It turns out that I came to persuade you to surrender." Zou Ming laughed, "Let me tease him." ”

Yang Zhi snorted coldly: "What's so funny, if you want to fight, you can fight, the ghost is crying and the wolf is howling below, it's annoying, let me send him to the west sky." ”

Yang Zhi stood up with a long voice and stood at the head of the city, and Zou Ming also showed his head from the battlements, just about to see the demeanor of the ninth-level master. The two sides are more than ten feet apart, but they see how Yang Zhi takes people's lives.

"General Zou!" Seeing Zou Ming revealing his figure from the city, the man surnamed Hu was overjoyed.

"Die!" Zou Ming didn't speak, but he coldly spit out two words from the young general's mouth, like a sharp arrow, only drilling into the eardrum of the man surnamed Hu, and for a while, the cold hair on his body stood on end, and the instinct of the martial artist made him instantly perceive the great danger.

With a choking sound, the knife was only half unsheathed, and a leaf that floated lightly from the ground suddenly accelerated, and with a bang, it cut through the man's right arm, and the bloody right arm fell to the ground with a clatter.

In the screams of the man, the grass, leaves, branches, and stone chips on the ground seemed to have life, jumping up from the ground, and the sound of the sword roared loudly, these things staggered in the air, like a spider web falling down, in front of the eyes of tens of thousands of people in the two armies, the man and the horse were divided on the spot, becoming a piece of flesh and blood, and fell to the ground.

The soldiers in the city were shocked by Yang Zhi's murder invisibly, but no one applauded, looking at Yang Zhi's eyes, they were obviously a little frightened. In the distant Fuyuan military formation, the generals in front saw this scene, but they let out bursts of exclamations.

"The art of sword control, it turns out that Yang Zhi is also here!" Wu Teng straightened up on the horse's back all of a sudden. Yang Zhike is a well-known figure, who assassinated the emperor of Chu in the capital, fought with the army of Qi on the battlefield of Gaohu, and later joined Qin Feng's command.

What's more, he is the only son of Yang Yihe, the former minister of Chu State. In the country of Qi, this person is also one of the objects of attention.

The art of controlling the sword is Yang Zhi's forte, this is the skill of the Zhenzong of the Wanjian Sect, the largest sect in the Chu State, and for so many years, the only people who have practiced this swordsmanship are the current sect masters Bi Wanjian and Yang Zhi. Although the realm of the two is 108,000 miles apart, Yang Zhi is dozens of years younger, and his future is naturally limitless.

Wu Teng was surprised that Yang Zhi appeared here, because previous intelligence showed that Yang Zhi was the deputy general of the miners' battalion.

Jiang Haokun was annoyed and angry, his envoy, before he even spoke, was dismantled by the people, this hit his face, the horse whip pointed ahead, and said sharply: "That general went to take Tzu Chi City for me?" ”

"The last will go!" A general leaped out of his horse.

"10,000 left troops will be paid to you, and the county guard will beat the drum for you." Jiang Haokun looked at the general of the left army who was prancing on the horse, and said: "Three drums, climb the city wall, and the chickens and dogs will not be left." ”

"Yes!" The servant said loudly.

Above the city, looking at the Fuyuan soldiers who rushed over, Yang Zhi laughed loudly, "That's right, see the real chapter on the battlefield, what are you talking about!" General Zou, it's your business to command the battle, I'm not familiar with the Perak camp, so I just kill the enemy. ”

Zou Ming smiled, "General Yang, just let go of your hand and kill the enemy." ”

Yang Zhi took the black giant sword from his back and stood proudly at the head of the city, the small sword spinning around him.

Zou Ming glanced at Yang Zhi with some envy, this realm, he can't reach it in his life, and Yang Zhi is only in his twenties, but he has already broken through the ninth level, and he will not be able to run away from the position of grandmaster in the future, and it can be regarded as fate that he can cooperate with him. Thinking about the Taiping Army, there are a lot of young ninth-level masters, needless to say, His Majesty the Emperor is the queen's mother, a woman, and she is also a ninth-level master.

"Prepare for the long attack!" Retracting his thoughts, he turned around and yelled.

Tzu Chi City is neither tall nor wide, and the Perak camp is behind the city walls, with a shelf made of logs and planks, on which hundreds of trebuchets are placed. These trebuchets are very different from the ordinary, the whole body is made of cast iron, there is no long throwing arm, less than three meters long throwing arm is more like a huge spoon, at the moment flat at the bottom of the shelf, under the throwing arm, several powerful springs are flattened, the soldier in charge of firing is holding the iron handle next to it, as long as a pull, the spring springs up, the throwing arm can throw the stone projectile, up to a mile away.

Hearing Zou Ming's order, next to the throwing arm, a soldier picked up a round stone bullet and put it into a spoon, and another soldier scooped up something from a bucket for a long time, poured it on the stone bullet, and then picked up the flint, and hit the flint with a bang, and the stone bullet in the spoon suddenly burned. Wisps of black smoke rose behind the walls, and a pungent smell filled the walls.

"Launch!" Zou Ming said sharply.

The soldier pulled the iron handle with great force, and the throwing arms of the hundreds of trebuchets were raised high at the same time, and the entire wooden frame shook, and hundreds of fireballs appeared above the city walls, drawing a wonderful curve, and slamming down on the swarming crowd of enemies. In an instant, the dense siege team appeared in the clearing, and the fireballs were raging, rolling in all directions, and everywhere they went, there was a sound of ghosts crying.

"Crossbow!" Zou Ming shouted angrily again.

Foot-mounted crossbows mounted on the city walls emitted a piercing screeching sound. (To be continued.) )