Sanjin rode on the horse, with two barbarian soldiers hanging by the saddle, galloping on the field. Behind him, there were six of the ten scouts who followed him, and each had at least one head hanging next to his saddle. A day ago, they met a team of scouts from the barbarian army. The brave ones won when they met. For the scouts, if they bumped into each other, there was basically no turning around and running away. Both sides were inquiring about the other party's intelligence. Once they encountered it, they had to wipe out the other party's intelligence. While finding the other party's intelligence, they also had to block the enemy's inquiry into the deployment of their own troops.

Both sides were ten people in one army. After a fierce battle, there were only six people left in the three-pound army. Although they were injured, they wiped out the opponent and cut off the opponent's head. These things were hard credit.

It’s a pity that there are three brothers, and it’s never possible to go back.

Sanjin's surname is Qi, and his name is a bit strange because when he was born, he was only Sanjin. At that time, he thought that this kid could not be raised, but this kid was lucky enough to survive. However, after he grew up, his figure became smaller.

Because of his short stature, he always laughed at his friends. In the village, even the girls' families were a head taller than him. This hurt him very much.

Whenever someone laughed at him, he would talk with his fists and beat him around. He was three pounds smaller and he practiced a lot of muscles. If he was a little older, he left the village and went to the county. Wherever he met his later master and began to practice martial arts.

The small man, Sanjin, had a good martial arts talent. Just when he thought that a beautiful life was waving to him, the people of Qi came. The overwhelming army submerged the county town where he was. He followed his master to become a member of the resistance team. In an encounter with the Qi army, the master died on the spot, but Sanjin was lucky enough to save his life and then fled to Shayang County.

It was precisely because of this battle that Sanjin realized that no matter how high his martial arts skills were, he could not resist the impact of thousands of troops. In his eyes, his master had already had a good martial arts cultivation, but in the end, he died under a row of spear soldiers from Qi people, almost poking his master into a sieve.

Later, he became a member of the Taiping Army. Because of his good personal combat effectiveness, he was attracted by Yu Chao, the commander of the scout camp, and became a member of the scouts.

Sanjin learned to ride a horse in the scout camp. His unyielding personality since childhood made him quickly become the best scout in equestrian in the next few years, making countless contributions, and also promoted from a soldier to a captain. But deep down, he was still quite repulsive of the current days.

He hopes that one day he will become a general of a powerful cavalry, with his cavalry, and with the power of overturning mountains and seas, he will stomp the enemy in front of him to pieces.

Their boss, Yu Chao, commander of the scout camp, has the same dream as him.

Thinking of this, Sanjin couldn't help but smile. This day was not far away. According to the commander, His Majesty the Emperor brought tens of thousands of war horses from Qin, and the first batch of 2,000 had already been put into pockets. The Ming Empire was about to build the first cavalry. The commander Yu Chao believed that the commander of the first cavalry was the only general, and he promised him that if he was transferred to form this cavalry, he would definitely bring Sanjin together.

This made Sanjin full of yearning for the future, and was able to charge with hundreds of war horses, which was much better than the current few lonely riders.

"Everyone, our people are fighting with the barbarians!" A scout who was exploring the way forward came and Sanjin suddenly became excited again. I soon stopped being a scout, but even if I wanted to leave, I would leave my legend in the scout camp. I squeezed my legs and a horse's belly, and the war horse under my crotch neighed, and quickly accelerated forward.

"Catch the sheep!" he laughed.

To the north of the Luo River, there are everywhere such scouts strangling each other. At this moment, the Panshi Camp under the Xiaomao was quickly crossing the Luo River and advancing forward.

As the main force of this time, Panshi and Ruijin battalions will block the barbarian army head-on, while Chen Zhihua's Houtu and Chen Jinhua's Hongshui battalions will separate the left and right wings to face the two partial divisions of the barbarian army.

"This battle is about defending, not attacking, and consumption, not eliminating." The kitten stood on the river bank with his hands on his back, watching the dozens of soldiers passing through the posts, leisurely said to the monk.

"The barbarian army seized the stone forest and was advancing towards Xinxiang in one go, and we must not lose Xinxiang. This time, the battlefield to block the enemy is in Xinxiang. Whether the first battle can be fought well depends on you."

The monk looked at the back of the kitten and was a little stunning. After a few years, the kitten now seems to be very different from the kitten he knew in the past. The monk didn't read much and didn't know what words to use to describe it. After thinking about it, only the general's demeanor seemed to be somewhat similar to the kitten in front of him.

It's right. Xiaomao was the first general Qin Feng to release him to serve as the head of the first battalion in the Western Army of Chu. He was indeed much stronger than his own. Xiaomao was to be the one who presided over the war, and the monk was very impressed.

"Monk, you are a relatively safer to command the army, but now Ruijin Camp is mainly attacking. I think it has a lot to do with your wife. This is also very good. The first battle is originally a competition of sharpness. If it weren't for this, the one I came to the Wild Dog's Canglang Camp this time." The kitten continued: "Boss hopes that you can use your military achievements to prove that you occupy the position of the leader of the first battalion, which is not his nepotism. You must be clear about this."

The monk nodded heavily: "I understand." When the monk entered the Taiping Army, the Taiping Army had basically taken shape. He did not have any achievements, but he still became the head general of the Ruijin Camp. There was not no one in the Taiping Army. "General Zhang, don't worry, use me to fight, and I will win."

The kitten glanced at the monk and smiled, "Very good. After arriving in Xinxiang, he immediately occupied Mayipo and fought with the barbarians first to slash their aura."

The monk smiled grimly: "The man in the mountains and lived in a well to observe the sky. This time, he told them that there was no return."

Shi Lin and Murong Kaishan cut the big case in front of him into two halves. He could not help but be angry. After occupying Shi Lin, the scouts sent out were basically gone but never returned. So far, they have not found any useful information about the Ming army.

How many troops did the Ming army dispatch? What was the general? Who was the general who led the army? He was now in a dark look. He was angry that his scout was too incompetent and was actually killed by someone.

"No matter who is in front of you, I will rush straight to you. When you meet a god, kill a god, or when you meet a Buddha," he choked and returned to the sheath and said sternly: "Tell me the order, and the army will set off immediately, target, Xinxiang."

Murong Kaishan is the rising star of the Murong clan. He is only twenty-six years old this year, but he is already an important general of Murong Hong's newly established Yan State. He is brave in combat and is deeply loved by Murong Hong. This time, the army attacked Yuejing City, and he served as the vanguard. The 10,000 barbarian soldiers under his command were all elite soldiers who dared to fight.

I have sharpened my knife for ten years, just for the present day.

After going down the mountain, Murong Hong specially took his civil servants and military generals to the Fuyuan County Governor's Mansion, and let everyone pay attention to the statue of the Li Qing Emperor killing Murong Ke.

This made all the generals' eyes turn red, but Murong Hong did not allow them to demolish the statue.

"When we enter Yuejing City and defeat all the enemies, we will come back here and destroy this statue with our own hands to avenge our ancestors. Whoever enters Yuejing City first will come and go to this statue." Murong Hong's voice was very calm, but all the generals could hear a strong murderous intent from this sentence.

Murong Hong was in charge of Fuyuan County. The vanguard Murong Kaishan led 10,000 main forces to advance directly in the middle, Tuobaying led 5,000 people to attack Jiangkou, and Murong Cheng led 5,000 people to attack Anling. The purpose of these two partial divisions was to restrain the enemy's forces. Of course, if the main battlefield in the middle was blocked, the two partial divisions also had the intention of repelling the enemy in the front and encircling the main forces of the enemy from the left and right wings.

"Who else can be there besides me? It's me!" Murong Kaishan raised his sword and got on the horse, and said to himself. His scouts were killed, which means that the enemy in front of him was definitely not an easy person, but Murong Kaishan was not afraid at all. He was afraid of who would come when facing the enemy head-on. Now he was worried that the left and right wings would not be defeated by the enemy, causing his wings to be attacked. As for whether he could take the enemy in front of him, he had no doubt.

Ten thousand barbarians gathered in a mighty way towards Xinxiang.

Ma Yipo, the monk was sitting on the top of the slope with an iron knife. Yu Chao's scouts were really good. He returned one by one, and each person had more or less heads hanging on his war horse. The number and arrangement of the barbarian army in front were clearly investigated. When his scouts came back, the enemy's scouts would naturally die. The monk, a general of a hundred battles, naturally understood the cruelty of scouts. In the Luoying Mountains, if one of those scouts could come back from ten, it would be good. The enemy is far from now.

"Let me invite you General Yu to drink!" The monk laughed at the back of the scout captain named Qi Sanjin.

Qi Sanqi turned around on the back of the horse, smiled and bowed to the monk, then drove away. The monk stood up, looked at his wife Yu Xiu'e, who was already pregnant beside him, and said with a frown: "Oh, the war is about to start. You have also been to the battlefield. Next, you can go back to the kitten."

"No!" Yu Xiu'e said coldly, "I don't even go to the palace to accompany the queen, so where are the kittens?"

"How can you fight like this? You have to think about our son, right?" the monk scratched his bald head and said with a smile.

"I won't go into battle, I'll beat the drum for you!" Yu Xiu'e looked at the monk: "Don't say anything more, be careful that I'll cut you!"
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