Chapter 2: Purple Horse Three Times Of course, the counterattack organized in desperation could not have the effect of turning the tide, and the other party only used two changes in formation, and there was no longer a standing robe by the side of Wu Wenzhong, the auxiliary general.
He rushed so fast that he was almost completely out of touch with the brigade, if the few hundred brothers around Feng Xiaoci could also be called a brigade.
And Jiang Tinglin, the commander of Guoyi, failed to fill the vacancy that Wu Wenzhong sacrificed his life to rush out in time, and the next development of the battle situation was logical, and the auxiliary general Wu Wenzhong was surrounded by a group of giant deer Ze Ruishi, and behind him, countless Ruishi surrounded the rest of the survivors of Youwuhou.
The sharp soldiers raised their heads and waited for their own master general to issue the next order, whether to capture the auxiliary general Wu Wenzhong alive or behead Wu Wenzhong, this confident attitude made Wu Wenzhong more and more crazy.
"Come, kill me," he shouted, and stumbled towards his own warrior, jagged and unruly.
The sharp man involuntarily retreated, and at the same time blocked Wu Wenzhong's way with his lance.
Wu Wenzhong took a few more steps forward, grasped the sharp blade, blood flowed from his palm, but with an obsessive smile on his face, "Come on, kill me" He continued to send out invitations, as if death was a glory.
The horizontal knife in his hand slashed at the mallet again and again, trying to split the hardwood rod in two.
Sharp looked at him dumbfounded, as if looking at a madman.
At this moment, a new order came from afar, "The 1st Left Brigade is forward, the 4th Right Brigade is turned sideways, the 7th Left Brigade is inserted diagonally, the 5th Central Brigade takes over the 2nd Right Brigade, and the attack on the enemy's left flank does not stop" Several horizontal knives slashed over alternately, slashing at Wu Wenzhong's body wrapped in heavy armor.
All the madness was over, he slowly let go of the blade in his palm, slowly paused, and tried to support it with the horizontal knife the moment his ass made contact with the ground, and the horizontal knife that had accompanied him for many years split into two pieces after a crisp sound.
"That's fine" Wu Wenzhong smiled and fell down on his back.
He saw countless pairs of feet in coarse cloth boots walking past him, in unison.
"The 1st Brigade on the left retreated, holding steady in place.
The 4th Brigade on the Right moved forward, the 7th Brigade on the Left formed a formation on the spot, the 5th Brigade on the Middle Retreated, and the 3rd Brigade on the Right stepped forward to fill the position."
Thousands of Julu Ze Ruishi repeated the queue cooperation they had done before under the command of Cheng Mingzhen.
This kind of queue coordination is very boring, they have practiced together countless times, but they didn't expect it to be used to kill.
And the Right Wuhou who was trapped in the center of the battle array was like a bean under the millstone at the moment, no matter how hard it was, there would always be a time when it would turn into powder.
"The second brigade on the left stepped forward to fill the position, the fourth brigade on the right retreated, the seventh brigade on the left retreated, the third brigade on the right insisted on staying put, and the third brigade on the middle stepped forward to fill the position" Cheng Mingzhen continued to issue orders, his face was as cold as the night sky overhead.
He knew that Feng Xiaoci wouldn't be able to support it for long, and each round of attacks would weaken Youwuhou by one more point, and each round of attacks would take more than a dozen lives.
There was no mercy between the officers and the rebels, and capturing him alive could only bring more humiliation to the old general, and in the same way, one day he fell into this situation, and he had only one way to die in battle.
The sharps stepped forward mechanically, stabbed out the weapons in their hands, cut them out, and then mechanically retreated under the coordination of the junior officers.
They don't look at the effect of the attack, they don't need to look at the effect of the attack, the wolves fight the lion, whether the lion has fallen or not, the hearts of the wild wolves are always filled with reverence.
The other party is one of the twelve soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty, and his name is all over the world.
Tearing off a piece of flesh is enough for them to show off to their colleagues, and a casual slash is enough to witness their green forest career.
Incompatible with the atmosphere of the battlefield was the third master, Du Scar, who was stabbed in the chaos just now, but only injured his flesh and skin.
At this moment, seeing that Youwuhou, who was chasing after him like a rabbit half an hour ago, was on the verge of annihilation, he danced happily, "Yes, that's it."
Left, left 1st brigade, forward, forward slash him.
Chop, chop like that.
Right, right 3rd brigade, don't retreat, two more slashes will be over.
Over there, over there" No one listened to his shouts, and the soldiers in charge of repeating the order only recognized Cheng Mingzhen as one.
Soon, Du Scar's dance was boring, he laughed a few times, and gently pulled Cheng Mingzhen's leg guard with his hand, "Idle son-in-law, thanks to you."
If you hadn't sent someone to answer me, I'd be back in place today."
"Ashamed" was standing on the saddle to observe the movement in the center of the battlefield, Cheng Mingzhen bowed his head downward, and responded softly.
He didn't dare to take credit, in fact, the credit for trapping Youwuhou was not his alone.
Before he had time to make adjustments, three teams of sharp soldiers were unwilling to be humiliated and took the initiative to launch a counterattack against Youwuhou.
Although their counterattack failed to contain Youwuhou's offensive, they used their lives to win a rare preparation time for Cheng Mingzhen.
"What are you ashamed of" Du Scarzhen didn't understand what Cheng Mingzhen meant, and only cared about taking credit for himself and his son-in-law.
"If you hadn't gone up, everyone would have been planted home today, but anyone with eyes can see it, I don't think anyone is embarrassed not to admit it" Cheng Mingzhen smiled and continued to command the sharps to strangle the remnants of the Right Marquis.
He didn't want to fight for the credit.
He was very satisfied that tonight's actions would not cause trouble.
People who have experienced a betrayal are always very sensitive to the same clues.
What Zhang Jin said he did tonight was very strange, and Cheng Mingzhen cautiously guessed that Zhang Jin said that he took away the command because he wanted to show it in front of everyone, let alone because he was angry.
Zhang Jin said that he was trying to express a meaning to everyone, in Julu Ze, who should be the most respected, who should say the same, and who should be the same.
It was this temporary struggle for command that led to the tragic deaths of thousands of innocent brothers.
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If it weren't for a few teams of sharps sacrificing their lives for time; If these sharp soldiers around him were not brought out by Cheng Mingzhen, he could carry out his orders without a drum horn; If it weren't for the fact that his prestige in Juluze was high enough, the consequences tonight would be unimaginable.
Cheng Mingzhen didn't have the courage to repeat tonight's battle again.
He didn't have the courage to say goodbye to Zhang Jin, who had saved his life.
He is now covered from head to toe with the mark of Julu Ze, and if there is a conflict with Zhang Jincheng, he will be seen by the world as to what he does "You concentrate on the war, the big boss is there, there is me" Realizing that Cheng Mingzhen had something on his mind, Du Scar smiled and took care of everything.
"He's such a person, remembering that one play is one play.
But he's been friends with me for many years, so he can talk about anything in a few words."
Cheng Mingzhen smiled again, which can be regarded as accepting his father-in-law's kindness.
He still hasn't figured out how much this thing is worth.
Back then, Lin County Ling and Dong Zhushu were still close to him, and they turned their faces and tried to kill him, but the friendship between Wang Ermao and him was so thick that he could entrust his life, and no matter how much money others used, they couldn't buy it.
Thinking of Wang Ermao, Cheng Mingzhen's heart twitched again.
In order to kill a Feng Xiaoci, he put his good brother's life on the line.
Julu Ze and the government are incompatible, Feng Xiaoci is not dead, and there are Zi Liju Wei Wensheng and Hu Benlang will defend the king.
And he doesn't have a second king Ermao to exchange, and no second good brother can lead the enemy away for him.
Not far away, the strangulation continues.
The cooperation between the sharp soldiers became more and more skillful, and the resistance of the Right Marquis became weaker and weaker.
Before it was their turn to fight, the brothers all took their positions and surrounded the city in a large circle from afar, holding torches to watch the killing show.
Hao Laodao, Lu Fangyuan, Sun Huozi and others also turned back, and gave Cheng Ming a thumbs up with admiration on their faces.
A captain trotted forward and saluted with a fist at Cheng Mingzhen's feet, "Nine masters, the big masters ask you, what kind of formation is this?"
Cheng Mingzhen quickly lowered his head and saw that the person who came was his old friend Zhou Lihu.
"The Coiling Dragon Array, also known as the Mill Array.
Our giant deer Ze Ruishi has trained in the past, and I once drew the formation diagram and formation on paper and handed it to the big boss, he should have it in his hand, I guess I didn't have time to take a closer look."
"Oh, I guess it's because the big boss is busy with official business, and I didn't think about it for a while" Zhou Lihu arched his hand to Cheng Mingzhen again, and turned his head back to return to his life.
After running away a few steps, he stopped again, turned his head, looked at Cheng Mingzhen with blank eyes and said, "Nine, that, Brother Jiu."
Can you teach me this trick after that?
Looks pretty good."
"Hmm," Cheng Mingzhen smiled and nodded.
Among the brothers who started an incident in Guantao County, Zhou Lihu was relatively clever.
What's even more rare is that this kid can be a human being, and he can eat up and down.
Teach him something, and you can also have one more person to share with your usual affairs.
One more person to share the power of training and reorganizing the army with him, Zhang Jin said that the other side will also be more at ease. got what he wanted, and Zhou Lihu ran to report to Zhang Jincheng.
Without waiting for Cheng Mingzhen to issue a new command according to the battlefield situation, this person ran back again, craned his neck and shouted, "Nine, Brother Jiu."
The big boss asked you if you could capture Feng Xiaoci, the old boy, alive.
He wanted to dig out the old guy's heart and liver to sacrifice to the royal hall."
This is Zhang Jincheng's way of showing goodwill, and Cheng Mingzhen can't refuse.
After a slight hesitation, he shouted at the heralds around him, "The 7th Brigade of the Middle Army retreats, and the 2nd Brigade of the Left is in formation."
The 4th Brigade on the Right formed a formation on the spot, and the 3rd Brigade took five steps forward and formed a formation. ” "The 7th Brigade retreated, and the 2nd Brigade on the left formed a formation.
The 4th Brigade on the Right formed a formation on the spot, and the 3rd Brigade took five steps forward and formed a formation.
The heralds shouted out the latest orders at the top of their voices.
The sharps who were fighting against the Right Marquis heard the order and quickly made adjustments.
Several groups of men and horses, either in front of or behind, formed a hexagonal shape, trapping Feng Xiaoci, who was covered in blood, and the last dozen or so Youwuhou soldiers in the center.
"Put down your weapons, those who surrender will not die" With the mentality of trying it out, Cheng Mingzhen continued to shout.
"Put down your weapons, those who surrender will not die" Not only the heralds, but also the sharps at the core of the battlefield shouted at the top of their voices.
The fact that the enemy has been able to hold out for so long under their rotational attacks has earned their respect.
Even bandits and rogues respect those who have the ability and bones.
The remnants of Youwuhou are all good, and it is worth giving up hatred.
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Hearing the shout, the remaining remnants of the Right Marquis first froze for a moment, and then looked back at their own commander, their faces dazed.
In the middle of the night, they were already exhausted.
As soldiers, they have done their best for the Great Sui, and surrendering at this moment cannot be regarded as a shame.
Moreover, if the opponent can launch such a powerful battle formation, he can no longer be regarded as a bandit.
Feng Xiaoci didn't respond, just silently wiped the iron lance in his hand.
The lance had been interrupted in the fierce battle just now, and all he held in his hand was a small half with the lance.
Even the last half of it was covered with scars, like the body of an old general, which could be shattered at any moment.
"Put down your weapons, those who surrender will not die" "Put down your weapons, those who surrender will not die" lest the old general refuse, and the sharp soldiers tore their throats and repeated in unison.
"Put down your weapons, I'll send you home safely" Hao Laodao squeezed into the middle of the warriors, bitter and bitter.
He was answered with a sneer.
Feng Xiaoci suddenly turned his head and looked at him contemptuously.
Then he slowly raised the iron lance and pointed at Cheng Mingzhen.
"Old guy, you're looking for death" Hao Laodao was anxious and angry, and shouted with a red face.
"Our boss admires you very much, and I won't be embarrassed for you" In the sudden silence, his promise seemed extremely clear.
Feng Xiaoci glanced at him again, and then slowly moved forward.
He didn't beckon anyone to go with him, but just let out a low chant, "How can you say that you have no clothes and are with your son" The remnants of the Right Martial Marquis, who were at a loss for what to do, were suddenly stunned, and then their eyes quickly lit up, ten times brighter than the torches made by the giants of Julu Ze.
"How can it be said that there is no clothes and the same robe with the son, Wang Yu Xingshi, and I am a spear "Enmity with the Son" a high-pitched voice joined, piercing the onlooker's ears like a needle.
Feng Xiaoci, who was covered in blood, Jiang Yanlin, who didn't know how many wounds there were from head to toe, and the last dozen ordinary soldiers whose names would never be remembered and forgotten, supported each other and launched a new round of attacks on Julu Ze Ruishi.
They were so weak that they almost fell to the ground with a slight push, but they clenched the knife in their hands firmly.
"How can it be said that there is no clothes and the same as the son?
Wang Yuxingshi, I spear halberd" The singing voice of "working with the son" is more desolate than the other, and the song is more high-pitched than the other.
The crazy demeanor and the low and loud singing voice shocked almost everyone present, including Cheng Mingzhen, who was standing in the saddle and commanding the whole army.
"They're crazy, what are they singing and shouting souls?"
asked Du Scar, with a bit of puzzlement and regret.
Cheng Mingzhen's body shook and did not answer.
He didn't know how to explain it so that Du Scarqi could understand the mystery of the song.
This song comes from an ancient song more than 1,000 years ago.
But later, it was used as a military song by the Han dynasty in the Central Plains.
The so-called robe comes from this.
"Do you say that you have no clothes and are with your son?
Wang Yuxingshi, my armor soldiers. ” "Walking with the Son" Julu Ze looked at each other, and forgot to fight back for a while.
Just watching, Feng Xiaoci and the others bumped into the front and bumped into the front When Cheng Mingzhen was a child, he would be carried to the school by his father almost every few days to listen to this war song that he didn't understand, but could resonate.
Today, he finally understood this ancient style, but he stood opposite the singer.
He knew what he had destroyed He also knew that if he didn't destroy the other party, he would have to be destroyed.
"Do you say that you have no clothes and are with your son?
Wang Yuxingshi, I am a spear. ” "Enmity with the Son" Jiang Yanlin fell, and the rest continued to move forward without hesitation.
"How can it be said that there is no clothes and the same as the son?
Wang Yuxingshi, my spear halberd. ” "Working with the Son" Feng Xiaoci fell, and the rest continued to move forward without hesitation.
"Do you say that you have no clothes and are with your son?
Wang Yuxingshi, my armor soldiers. ” "Walking with the Son" The last of the right-hand warriors staggered, staggered, and fell on their backs.
The singing stopped abruptly, Cheng Ming shook and fell
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