On May 14th, the fourth year of Dashun, the sky was clear and the wind was bright.

Suitable for fighting!

Zhang Hanyu looked up at the Jiangzhou Military Camp not far away. The gate was already wide open, and a large group of soldiers were leaving the camp to line up.

Looking at our side, more than 3,000 people have successfully crossed the river and gained a firm foothold on the north bank of the river.

However, the soldiers looked a little tired, and they were like mud monkeys, but they were still in good spirits. Maybe the reward of the five coins he gave before departure worked.

On the earth bag in the river, the wooden boards have been laid, forming a temporary bridge.

Puzhou soldiers continued to go north along this bridge. As long as there were five or six thousand people coming, the north bank would be basically stable.

But the bandits are finally going to fight!

Wang Yao and the late Prince of Langya have challenged Huang Chao. They are not the mediocre person who doesn't know the soldiers. Although they don't know why it is so easy for them to cross the river, they have sent more than 2,000 people to the camp and set off an attacking posture.

This is right. It is possible to win while they have just crossed the river, lack strength and have not yet established a stable foothold.

But Zhang Hanyu is confident.

Because the one who crossed the river was to build a town of Jiedu and made many military achievements, it was not easy for people to do so.

The drums of the march sounded quickly, and the two armies slowly approached.

At a distance of more than a hundred steps, the two sides shot two rounds of arrows at each other, and they immediately fought each other.

After Zhang Hanyu was listed in the formation, he keenly discovered that during the process of shooting arrows, the Jiangzhou army had been shaken, and there were scattered soldiers in the formation who fled, but were quickly suppressed.

Look at our side, no one fled and was holding arrows. It is worthy of being Jianjiedu and Shao Zhe's Tie Lin Army, right?

At the close junction of the two armies, the soldiers of the Jiangzhou army were obviously unable to bear it. After only one stick of incense, someone turned around and fled, which affected others and the entire formation began to collapse.

"Hmm?" Zhang Hanyu was a little surprised.

He expected to win the other party by the establishment of the festival, but it was too easy to win? Who are the people who came up with the other party? Could it be that the local heroes trained?

"Du Head!" The left and right couple looked at him excitedly and said, "I won the first battle! I have a message from my hometown. If you have the first credit, you can be the governor of Jiangzhou."

Among the five prefectures in Hezhong, Puzhou was the governor of the Jiedushi. The two prefectures of Ci and Xi were continuous and had no meaning. In the two prefectures of Jin and Jiang were relatively good. Although they were harmed by Li Han for several years and their household registration was sharply reduced, they each had more than 200,000 people, which was still very good.

The governor of Jinzhou is likely to be given to Liu Xun, fuck!

Then, only Jiangzhou can fight for everyone, but it needs to make real contributions, such as quelling the rebellion first.

"How did the bandit army become so loose? Wang Yao's troops are outside the army, so it is not like this." Zhang Hanyu said strangely.

The outer army, rewards, equipment and training are exactly the same as those of the yamen, and are commonly known as the "Yawai Army" or "Zheng Army", and their strength is not bad.

"Duzhu, I still want to do so much! The bandits can't stand it and are about to collapse. Let's take advantage of the situation and rush in, roll up the defeated soldiers, storm the enemy's formation, and seize the camp." The personal general said.

"Yes, Dutou! Tao Jianzhao's people have crossed the river for more than a thousand times. If you wait, you will miss the opportunity!" After that, he looked behind him, teams of soldiers were crossing the river through the bridge. More than a thousand had arrived, and the subsequent troops were still driving in.

Zhang Hanyu turned a deaf ear and continued to observe the situation of the war.

The more than 2,000 people in the Jiangzhou army were completely collapsed. The soldiers in the back formation fled in panic. The people who were still fighting in the front were affected and were in a mess. They were directly killed and stabbed and killed by the opponent, which was impossible to do anything.

The entire army was defeated like a mountain of defeat.

"Duzhu!" The dear generals looked at him eagerly.

"Hang the flag! Beat the drum! Chase!" Zhang Hanyu made up his mind in the flash.

As the drums sounded, the soldiers of Jianjiedu, who were so excited that they were extremely enthusiastic, had no scruples anymore, and rushed forward to kill. It seemed that the fatigue on their bodies was no longer a big deal, and now they were just thinking about killing the thief and receiving rewards.

The soldiers of the Jiangzhou army who fled cried and called for their parents, but they looked a little tricky and did not run around. Most of them collapsed to the sides and turned to the back of the camp wall. Only a small part of them were stunned and rushed straight towards the open camp gate.

"Buzz!" Waves of arrows shot out from the camp.

The arch and powerful crossbows were connected by one battalion, and the soldiers of the Jiangzhou army who were about to collapse back into the camp were shot to the ground.

The defeated soldiers finally woke up, turned around and collapsed to the sides.

In the camp, the two thousand soldiers in the battle were already finished and were ready to attack.

"The bandits are chasing us, and although the momentum is strong, the formation is scattered. You are all veterans who have been fighting for many years. Do you dare to kill him back?" Xia Sanmu stood in front of the formation and asked loudly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The sergeant leaning against him shouted in unison.

Their shouts led to more soldiers' harmony, and the soldiers hit the ground with their spears, feeling excited.

The general said, "The thief formation is still strong, and he must be allowed to rush in. When he is scattered, he will defeat the enemy in one fell swoop." Haha, is this necessary?

Xia Sanmu turned around, pulled out a red forehead from his waist, tied it carefully to his forehead, took the long Ke axe, weighed it, and came out first.

The general of the fight moved, and the warriors in the front row followed closely, flattened the long spear and stepped forward in unison.

Behind them, more warriors had a sonorous armor, a firm expression, and a cold spear blade.

The soldiers of Jianjiedu rushed over and looked excited.

The soldiers of Dingnandu met with a tacit and bloodthirsty expression.

"Puff!" Changke Axe slashed downwards, slashing the head of a thief army to the ground.

"Kill!" The long spearman in the first row stepped forward and stabbed the spear hard at the enemy's vital points.

The enemy troops who were chasing and slashing in smoothly suddenly encountered a tough guy and suddenly became a little uncomfortable. In addition, the formation was a little scattered during the pursuit, and they were immediately rushed to the point where they were unable to stand and retreated step by step.

But they were very energetic and could not easily submit to each other when they won. At that moment, several lower-level military academies roared and crossed the crowd, hoping to use their courage to drive their chariots and stabilize their positions.

"Puff!" The long Ke Axe instantly slashed into a person's neck, fast and accurate.

Xia Sanmu flew out and kicked the man's body back. Then he waved a big axe and swept the countdown to the last.

The sledgemen were not afraid at all. They cooperated with each other with the spears stabbed by the enemy soldiers. The sledge was as fierce and powerful as a poisonous dragon. Even if they were armored, they could not withstand this attack. They either fell to the ground and cried bitterly or retreated.

The soldiers of Dingnandu became more and more brave as they fought, and kept stabbing and smashing their feet with long spears, working in tacit understanding. The brave military academies of Jianjiedu did not even show up, and they were submerged in the jungle of long spears.

The enemy in front was killed and injured, and retreated step by step. The enemy in the back was unknown, and they were still rushing forward, with the formation becoming more and more scattered and the sound becoming noisier.

Xia Sanmu slashed down another axe, and the enemy soldiers were ruthless, and they did not dodge or avoid, and grabbed Changke Axe tightly. Blood was overflowing from the corners of their mouths, and the expression on their faces was ferocious.

"Bah!" Xia Sanmu spat, took a Mo knife from his personal soldiers, slashed it horizontally, and a head flew up.

The military boots stepped through the sticky pool of blood and quickly caught up with a bandit who turned around and wanted to escape, slashing hard.

The enemy soldiers blocked with their hands in despair.

Blood gushed, and the broken arms flew! The heavy Modao was almost unhindered, cutting into the flesh from the shoulders of the enemy soldiers and into the hearts.

Another kick was kicked out, and the body, which had almost lost half of the torso, fell to the ground weakly.

There were fewer and fewer shouts on the battlefield, but the scene became more and more bloody.

The soldiers of the Nanduo kept silent and followed closely behind the commander, with a long spear, a mob, a heavy sword, a long axe, and a late Tang martial artist team skillfully. They could use any weapon, and everything made the tiger look good.

With one knife, blood squirted all over his head and face, and he didn't care about wiping it.

A spear was stabbed out, and if it hit, it would be a blood hole. If it didn't hit, it would be retracted. Find the right opportunity to take a second shot.

They are like professional butchers in the city, slaughtering skillfully without any extra effort and in the most labor-saving way.

What kind of heroism and heroism can't be stopped in front of these cold butchers for a moment, and the blood of the enemy soldiers sprinkled all over the floor.

"Pu! Pu!" It was the sound of shoes and boots stepping on the pool of blood.

"Crack! Crack!" It was the sound of a heavy sword cutting off the head.

The two thousand butchers still maintain a neat formation, and the cooperation is not messy at all. The expression on their faces is surprisingly numb and calm.

After killing so many people, I was neither excited nor afraid, as if the cattle and sheep were slaughtered under my hands, not people.

It also seems that they are just completing insignificant work. This job is to simply cut off the enemy's body with a heavy sword, pierce the enemy's abdomen with a long spear, and smash the enemy's head with a big axe. It's that simple, that's it.

Professional killer!

I don’t know what kind of peerless generals I need to make their numb and professional faces look shocked.

The old men in the river can't do it.

The Jianjie was soon pushed out of the gate and scattered outside the camp.

"They are not humans!" A large number of enemy soldiers fled in scattered areas. The wide field outside seemed to give them a sense of security and could stay away from the cold killing machines behind them.

The life-harvester array is still moving forward.

The blood under their feet flowed into a stream, and their heads and limbs were stepped into dust. Someone had changed his second sword, and the axe blade seemed a little dull. The formation rushed towards the Fen River with an unstoppable momentum.

The fleeing enemy troops rushed to the bridge without caring about it, colliding head-on with the robes that were advancing north.

"They are not humans!" There were meaningless crying everywhere.

Some people couldn't squeeze onto the floating bridge and jumped directly into the Fen River, forgetting to take off the iron armor they were wearing.

Some people kneel down and beg for mercy, snot and tears, but what they come is often a heavy knife and the head is flying high.

A complete feast of killing, without accepting any surrender. Once the harvester of life starts, perhaps only their creators can stop it.

There were 3,000 people in the establishment of the festival, and they were just broken...

From everyone rushing to the first place or even rushing into the camp to being driven out in reverse, throwing away his armor, and corpses everywhere, it only took half an hour.

The rapid sound of horse hooves sounded from the east, and a large flag with the word "Xu" appeared faintly.

The cavalry arrived, too.
Chapter completed!