Zhao Shujiao looked at his soldiers with a wry smile. He looked at the formation of the Hou Jin Army on the opposite side and knew that the war was far from simple. The cavalry of the Hou Jin Army had not taken any action.

Azig looked at the bloody and exhausted infantry soldiers and ordered: "Kill ten sheep today, cook the broth so that the brothers can replenish their strength, and continue the attack tomorrow."

The bodyguard went down to give orders, and Yue Tuo came on horseback. He looked at the Ming army camp opposite and said calmly: "This Zhao Lijiao is worthy of being a veteran. The camp is airtight. I led the cavalry and surrounded it twice.

They were all stared at by his cavalry, and there was no way they could make a surprise attack from behind."

Azig smiled and said: "If we had found the flaw so easily, Zhao Zhijiao would not be alive now. Don't worry, the insiders in the capital of the Ming Dynasty have already spread the news. The Ming Dynasty court has been in chaos recently, and people from all over the country have been summoned.

King Qin’s army, they don’t have ten days and a half months, so there is no way they can come here.”

Yue Tuo sneered and said: "In ten days and a half, we will have captured Zunhua City by then."

Azig smiled and said: "But before that, we still have to defeat Zhao Zhijiao, otherwise it will not be a good thing to have such an elite Ming army by our side."

Yue Tuo nodded and said: "The Ming army built trenches, which hindered our attack. I think tomorrow I will lead the cavalry to attack from behind, defeat Zhao's cavalry, and then attack from the front and back. The Ming army will be defeated."

Azig shook his head and said: "The cavalry under Zhao's command are Guan Ning cavalry built by Yuan Chonghuan. Their combat effectiveness is not weak. If we fight hard, both sides will be hurt, and we will suffer a loss by then."

Yue Tuo had also fought against Guan Ning's cavalry, and knew that Yuan Chonghuan had indeed trained a strong field army, so he did not insist upon hearing this.

Azig suddenly pointed to the camp on the left flank of the Ming army and said, "Do you know whose army is there?"

Yue Tuo said: "The general there is Wang Guoyan, the chief military officer of Jizhou. He has three thousand troops and has built a camp. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."

Hearing this, Azige laughed and said: "Yue Tuo, you are a brave general of our Kingdom of Jin, but you can't just rely on bravery to fight a war, you also need to use some tricks."

Yue Tuo's eyes widened when he heard this and said, "What do you mean by this?"

Azig smiled and said: "According to the information we gathered, Wang Guoyan is not Yuan Chonghuan's subordinate, and he is very disgusted with Yuan Chonghuan. A few days ago, he actually refused to allow Zhao to enter his camp to rest. This shows that he and Zhao

There must be a gap in between.”

Yue Tuo immediately understood after hearing this and said: "If this is the case, this Wang Guoyan can be used by us to become a breakthrough to defeat Zhao Lijiao."

Azig nodded and said: "Tomorrow's battle, whether Zhao leads the teaching or not, will he be dead or alive."

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As the two armies faced each other, Zhao Shujiao's expression became worse and worse.

He was already sixty years old. He had been running around for several days, and it was also a severe cold weather. He was suffering from physical aches and pains, and he could no longer hold on.

The guard servant next to him looked at his general worriedly and said with concern: "Master, you'd better have a good rest. If Jiannu comes to attack, I'll call you again."

Zhao Shujiao waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "It's all an old problem, it's nothing."

The personal guard hesitated to speak and could only sigh frequently.

The weather was cold, so the Ming army began to bury pots for cooking. The smoke was lingering, and some soldiers gathered around the stove to keep warm, discussing something in a low voice.

A few civilians wearing thick tattered clothes and being extremely bulky carried the corpses out of the trench and threw them into the open space aside.

A boy who looked about twelve or thirteen saw the dead man's equipment and immediately rushed to build it, but was immediately taken away by his companions. The boy watched helplessly as his strong companions left. He did not dare to say anything and could only mumble.

He continued to search forward, when suddenly a bloody hand grabbed his ankle. The boy was startled, and quickly rolled to the ground, rolling and crawling away.

It was a childish face, looking about fourteen or fifteen years old. There was an arrow stuck in his chest. His cheeks were blackened with blood and gunpowder smoke, making it difficult to see his appearance.

"Help me." The young man said hoarsely, and he stretched out his palms to ask the boy to save him.

When the boy saw that it was a human being, the fear in his heart immediately dissipated. His eyes were extremely bright and he stared at the young man asking for help without listening.

"Xiao Jiannu, do you have anything valuable on you?" The boy said slowly and cautiously, staying far away.

The young man nodded, took out a piece of beautiful jade from his arms, and said, "My father gave me a piece of jade to protect me. Here it is for you. You can save me."

The boy looked at the beautiful jade with joy in his eyes. Although he was young, he knew it was a good thing.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded and said, "I'll save you, but don't move."

As he spoke, he slowly approached the boy.

The young man stretched out his arms with difficulty, and covered the arrow on his chest with his other hand, his eyes filled with the desire to survive.

The moment the two young men came into contact, the young man suddenly took out a dagger from the cloth armor on his chest and stabbed the young man in the neck. At almost the same time, the short sword that the young man had hidden behind him slashed the young man's neck.

On his arm, it looked like his arm had been chopped off.

The boy screamed in pain, his forearm was cut in half, and was hanging on his arm, with blood pouring out continuously.

There was no killing in the boy's eyes, only the joy of catching prey. He suddenly jumped on the young man, suppressed him, screamed, and chopped off the young man's neck.

Because he was too young, the young man was not strong enough, and he could only chop off half of the neck with all his strength. However, he was not impatient, and kept swinging the blunt knife made of thick iron, slashing at the slender neck.

After knowing how many cuts were made, the young man's neck was finally cut off. Surprise appeared on the boy's face. He looked around vigilantly. Seeing that no one had noticed, he quickly hid the small human head under his clothes without caring at all.

The blood soaked the tattered clothes.

The boy stood up and looked around, found a piece of flag rag to wrap the head, then picked up a sharp dagger from the stump, stood up and walked back with a silly smile. After taking two steps, he gestured with his

height, then looked at the boy's body on the ground, walked back and took off his clothes, and then ran back with great satisfaction.

Running back to the camp, the boy looked around, walked up to an older veteran, and whispered: "Uncle, I killed a slave boy."

The veteran laughed when he heard this and said, "I didn't see the Jiannu boy, but I did see one Han boy."

Seeing that the veteran didn't believe him, the boy secretly opened the rag in his hand, revealing a small whip.

The veteran was shocked when he saw it. He quickly covered the head as if protecting some treasure and whispered: "Where did you get it?"

The boy chuckled and said, "I went to clean the battlefield, and when I met a Jiannu who was not dead, I killed him. You don't know that at that time..."

"Stop it now, the head will belong to me. When I become a guard, you will follow me and eat military rations." The veteran took the credit for the boy's achievements unceremoniously.

The boy didn't feel anything wrong, as if everything was as it should be, but he said with a sly look: "A fellow villager said that my mother is sick, and I want to send her some money back."

The old soldier cursed and said, "You brat, you're not a big man, but you're a bit of a ghost. I'll give you three pieces of silver. If anyone comes back to his hometown, I'll let him take it back for you."

The boy was immediately extremely excited and thanked him repeatedly.

The horn sounded, and the boys hurriedly hid behind the formation, while the veterans, wearing tattered cloth armor and holding long guns, stepped forward and lined up.

As before, both sides began to bombard each other with artillery.

After this time, the Jin army became smarter and their formation was much looser. They were not afraid of the Ming army taking the initiative to attack, and pushed the shield cart towards the Ming army's camp step by step.

"Be brave as fuck, cannonballs like to chase after coward's butts." A CEO said loudly.

The veteran laughed when he heard this and said: "So, the people who died were all killed by their butts being blown open by artillery shells, so wasn't the splash all about feces and urine?"

The soldiers next to him laughed, and the atmosphere became more lively.

Mr. Bai also laughed and said to the veteran: "You old turtle has the thickest skin. Even cannonballs can't break your skin."

While they were talking, the Hou Jin Army's artillery also began to bombard. Artillery shells the size of human heads fell into the Ming Army's formation, shattering the wooden walls. Some Ming Army soldiers were hit in the face by flying sawdust, and they screamed and covered their faces.

The veteran's expression became more solemn. He saw shells falling into the formation one after another. His body was torn to pieces, and dead bodies were scattered everywhere. Most of them were bloody and mutilated, and they didn't even have human figures. It was only through careful identification that they could be seen.

It's a person.

Thinking that one day I would be like this, I felt a chill down my back. I was frightened and disgusted. I vomited all the way until the yellow bile was gone and my legs and feet became weak.

The veteran next to him laughed loudly at him and said: "You Qiu Baltang is so damn useless. You have been beaten several times and you are still vomiting."

The old soldier wasn't angry either. He chuckled and said, "I drank too much rice porridge."

The infantry and unarmored soldiers of the Hou Jin Army began to approach, and General Bai shouted at the top of his lungs: "Damn it! If you don't hurry up and get into formation, if Jian Nu rushes in, you're damn near dead."

.Bring all your energy to me! If you don’t act ruthlessly at this time, you will be dead! We Liaodong people haven’t had a peaceful life in many years. Anyone who thinks about living a good life and wants to kill people and make a fortune is damned.

Go ahead and kill!"

Suddenly, a cannonball landed not far away from him with a whistle and a loud bang. President Bai, who was shouting, seemed to have received a heavy blow. He fell to the ground as if he was drunk, and he fell to the ground.

Eight elements.

The soldiers beside him were directly torn half of their bodies to pieces by the shells. They let out horrifying screams in pain and struggled to ask for help. Instead, President Bai rolled a few times and stood up without any problems, cursing.

Walking up to the wailing soldier, he pulled out his sword and struck the soldier's neck, shouting: "Have a good journey."

Then he shouted to the soldiers beside him: "I'm telling you, if we lose this battle, our legs can't outrun Jiannu's cavalry. If you want to survive, don't rush forward!"

The gunmen in the Ming army opened fire one after another, and the continuous sound was like frying beans, crackling, and filled with large amounts of gunpowder smoke.
Chapter completed!