readx; As soon as the battle began, it entered a white-hot phase.

Pang De divided the Liangzhou soldiers into three, he himself led a part of the troops to confront Mrs. Zhurong from the front, and the cavalry was scattered by him on both flanks, and the three armies were like three sharp knives, directly inserted into the enemy's camp, like a bamboo.

The rebels led by Mrs. Zhurong came from afar, physically exhausted, and did not get rest, although there were 70,000 people, but the army did not arrive in full, and met Pang De and others who were waiting for the battle, but suffered a loss, but were beaten by the Han army.

"Retreat! Retreat! ”

The rebels did not love war, and they lost the battle as soon as they engaged, and Mrs. Zhurong immediately made a decision and ordered the withdrawal of the army.

The battle came and went in a hurry, and it was less than half an hour before and after, although the rebels had some casualties, but they were not large, and for Mrs. Zhurong, who had 70,000 people, those casualties were just a drop in the bucket.

Mrs. Zhurong was defeated by the Han army when she first went to the battlefield, and she was very unwilling, but she had no choice but to retreat ten miles and set up camp.

Pound took advantage of the victory and led the army to fight, and singled out Mrs. Zhurong, but Mrs. Zhurong was calm and did not fight!

No matter how Pang De scolded outside, Mrs. Zhurong was always indifferent, what to do, and ordered the crossbowmen to block the camp, if Pang De approached without authorization, he would force him away with a random shot, of course, if anyone could shoot Pang De to death with an arrow, Mrs. Zhurong would definitely have a heavy reward here.

Pound called for most of the day, but no one returned to the camp, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He tried to get close to the camp once, but was shot back by a dense array of arrows.

The first day was over, and Pang De scolded for not seeing Mrs. Zhurong for a day, so he simply went back to his barracks.

In the camp of the rebels, Mrs. Zhurong had just witnessed Pound's courage and demeanor, and when he saw Pound leave, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"How can there be brave people with high martial arts in the Han army?" Mrs. Zhurong sighed.

Although Mrs. Zhurong is a woman, she is not worse than a man at all, she is not only strong in martial arts. And the intelligence is also very good.

During the day, Mrs. Zhurong suffered a dark loss, and the army fought with Pang De before it could gain a firm foothold, so naturally it was only a loss.

But Mrs. Zhurong is the kind of victorious and not arrogant. Those who are not discouraged by defeat, although they lose during the day, but they want to get back a game at night, only in this way can they not bow to the wind.

So, Mrs. Zhurong carefully selected five hundred personal guards. These guards were all women, all of them were athletic, and under the leadership of Mrs. Zhurong, they soon came to the outside of the Han army's camp.

From a distance, the Han army's camp is extremely well guarded, with three layers inside and three layers outside, and the team responsible for patrolling the night is also very well connected, not giving people any time to exploit loopholes.

After Mrs. Zhurong saw this situation, she originally planned to take advantage of the darkness to rob the camp and directly canceled it. He watched in the shadows for another hour. I carefully noticed the procedures between the change of defense, and was stunned to find that the defense of the Han army was leaky, and there was no chance at all.

In desperation, Mrs. Zhurong could only order the withdrawal of troops back to the camp.

The next morning, Pang De came to fight again, this time Mrs. Zhurong chose to fight, the two armies came out in a circle, Mrs. Zhurong rode a curly-haired red rabbit horse, holding a scimitar. He was dressed in a strong suit, and he carried a knife holder behind his back, which contained eighteen throwing knives.

Mrs. Zhurong's best skill is flying knives, and flying knives are also a skill that he is proud of. Today she is going to fight alone with Pound, so that Pound can taste the power of his flying knives.

In the camp of the Han army, Pang De rode out, carrying a big knife, and walked out majestically.

"Dare to ask what the general is called?" When Mrs. Zhurong saw Pang De walking out, she hurriedly asked.

"The eldest husband will not change his name, and he will not change his surname. The surname is Pang Mingde. Pound replied truthfully, then looked at Mrs. Zhurong and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Mrs. Zhurong felt a little confused when Pang De smiled like this, and hurriedly asked.

Pang De said: "It seems that the rebels are no longer available, so they will send you, a woman, to come, it's really funny......"

"What's wrong with women, who stipulates that women can't go to the battlefield, in our Nanzhong, some tribes even say women!" Mrs. Zhurong said.

Pound didn't defend anything, and said bluntly: "It's useless to talk more, let's see on the battlefield." ”

As soon as the words fell, Pang De didn't say a word, rode a horse and danced a knife, and went straight to Mrs. Zhurong.

Mrs. Zhurong was not ambiguous, brandished the scimitar in her hand, and rushed towards Pound.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......"

The sound of a series of weapons colliding sounded in his ears, Pang De's strength was extraordinary, and every time he slashed out, he used a lot of strength, and the arm of Mrs. Zhurong, who was blocking his weapon, was sore.

Pang De's knife skills are exquisite, one knife next to another, dense as a net, covering Mrs. Zhurong in this knife net, so that she can't have a chance to fight back.

Mrs. Zhurong has been overwhelmed by Pang De, if she doesn't want to find a way to get out of trouble, I'm afraid that she will never see the sun tomorrow again.

Suddenly, Mrs. Zhu Rong had an idea, reached out and took out two flying knives behind her back, holding the scimitar to face Pang De, and on the other hand, she inadvertently threw the flying knives with her left hand, aiming directly at Pang De's face.

The sudden flying knife broke the silence here, but fortunately, Pound's quick eyes and hands dodged the catastrophe, otherwise, Pound should have a hole in his face by now.

"Whoosh!"

Another flying knife shot over, making Pound unable to guard against it, and he couldn't determine the trajectory of movement, forcing Pound to hide in a stirrup to escape.

Pang De turned his head to look at Mrs. Zhu Rong, but saw that Mrs. Zhu Rong had another flying knife in her hand, and shot at Pang De again.

"Whoosh ......"

Throwing knives one after another, densely and continuously, were thrown at Pound, all of which were taken from his vital parts......

Just when Pang De and Mrs. Zhurong were fighting in front of the two armies, the two cavalry teams quietly returned to the rear of the rebels, each cavalry team of 1,000 people, a total of 2,000 people, suddenly attacked the rebels, one left and one right, and attacked the rebels.

The rebels were defenseless, and the Han army was all cavalry, so they rushed into the camp and divided it into many small pieces, and the rear of the rebels suddenly fell into chaos, and they didn't know how many soldiers and horses came, so they just fled for their lives.

Mrs. Zhurong had the upper hand on the front line, and the flying knife stunt made Pang De a little afraid, but at this juncture, there was a sudden riot in the rear army, and it was likely to spread, so she had no intention of fighting, hurriedly forced Pang De away, and withdrew to his army as soon as he slipped away, and then quickly withdrew.

Pound took the opportunity to cover the past, the rebels were already in disarray, and the front was defeated again, and the army was defeated, and it only took a short time to withdraw from the battlefield.

For two days in a row, Mrs. Zhurong didn't get a deviation from Pang De, so she was not annoyed, and her subordinates were all scattered.

After losing twice in a row, Mrs. Zhurong had no intention of fighting again, so she simply hung up the sign of "avoiding war" and stopped fighting.

Pang De was not in a hurry, if Mrs. Zhurong did not fight, he forced her to fight, and he sent many small troops to harass the people within a radius of dozens of miles.

The Han army attacked everywhere, and Mrs. Zhurong saw it, but she was helpless. But every day, many people from Nanzhong would go to Mrs. Zhurong to seek refuge, and after a few days, more and more people gathered, crying at Mrs. Zhurong every day, hoping that she could send troops to attack and recapture the land that belonged to them.

Mrs. Zhurong couldn't bear the true confessions of so many people, and finally decided to send an army to snatch back the lost tribes around her.

Madame Zhurong sent more than twenty troops, each consisting of five hundred men, for the purpose of fighting for the leaders of the small tribes who cried to her.

The team was sent out, but after it was sent out, there was no more news, as if it had disappeared, and it was as if it had actually evaporated without a trace.

Until the next day, there were suddenly many corpses in front of Mrs. Zhurong's camp, and after identification, these corpses were the leaders of the army sent out by Mrs. Zhurong that day.

Seeing these corpses, Mrs. Zhurong couldn't help but feel a little creepy, and also a little frightened, Pound's methods were too clever, and it seemed that she was not Pound's opponent.

Mrs. Zhurong lost one after another, suffered heavy losses, and had already had the idea of retreating, but he didn't want to retreat in essence, and he didn't want to retreat in essence, once he withdrew and left, then Pang De would be even more unscrupulous in this area.

Mrs. Zhurong was very conflicted in her heart, and she couldn't make up her mind for a while, not knowing whether to withdraw or advance.

At this moment, Pound was still paying close attention to the rebels' every move, and Mrs. Zhurong and the rebels were huddled in the barracks and refused to come out, seemingly deliberately delaying us.

However, this is not difficult for Pound, since the rebels do not take the initiative to attack, then it is up to him to attack.

"Attack!" Pang De waved the big knife in his hand forward, and all the soldiers around him rushed forward.

"Kill!"

The soldiers shared their hatred of the enemy, issued an uplifting slogan, and rushed forward in the rain of arrows from the rebels. (To be continued.) )

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