Li Zicheng, standing in the simple gate tower of the village city, witnessed the entire battle.

First, my own team rushed out of the villages, and in a blink of an eye, the plains outside the mountain pass were spread out. It was really like the flags and guns flashing. That kind of momentum, when you are in it, you will be excited and you will have the kind of passion that I have in the world.

It was noon when the sun was coming, and a stream of yellow dust was rolled up under the horizon. Here, the official army was here. A big flag, and a big word He was swept with the wind. He Renlong, the most powerful general in the northwest, arrived. As expected, he was only one team of people, only two thousand people.

Not much, as stated in the intelligence, 20,000 to 2,000, and 1,000 Liu Zongmin's cavalry, the victory was decided.

Looking at He Renlong's cavalry, Li Zicheng has begun to estimate which team they should be equipped with two thousand pairs of vest equipment and the enviable steel knife. Liu Zongmin, no, he has a team of three thousand and one thousand cavalry. His strength is too great and needs to be suppressed and balanced. Then equip them separately and be considered as his own personal soldiers, so that he can guarantee his absolute strength and status in this team.

The war started, and there was no confrontation to challenge the enemy or have no airs. He Renlong wanted to pause and rectify the formation, but Liu Zongmin did not give him that opportunity. He took advantage of his foothold and rushed over with his men.

OK, that should be the case, and he should be beaten to a firm foothold.

The brigade moved. When Liu Zongmin rushed towards the enemy, the brigade 20,000 people were stormed like a tide. Twenty thousand to two thousand, even if they were drowned, they could drown.

However, He Renlong was indeed a powerful general in the northwest. With only two thousand cavalrymen, he blocked the impact of his 20,000 people, and the two sides started a melee.

As the melee began, suddenly, a group of people suddenly broke out in the woods on both sides, killing towards the left and right sides of his army like sharp blades. Seeing this situation, Li Zicheng was shocked at the time because his formation was facing He Renlong's men and did not care about anything else. As soon as the two sharp blades were inserted, they easily inserted into his formation like a quick knife cutting tofu.

No, we were fooled: "Double Joy."

"father."

"Get ready to attack immediately." Li Zicheng decided to use his most elite team to attack, block one and stabilize the side.

Shuangxi immediately shouted on the wall of the village: "Crazy the headquarters, go to the village to complete the team, and prepare to attack."

On the wall of the village, Li Zicheng's old guard team immediately hurried down to the city and went all out. Most of the walls of the village were empty in a blink of an eye. Most of the new poles left were just wrapped in.

Li Zicheng felt something was wrong, and at this moment, even more inappropriate appeared. A two thousand horse wearing fiery red Jinyiwei costume suddenly entered the battlefield like a dragon. After the musket, there were crossbow arrows. After the crossbow arrows, there were dazzling embroidered swords. When they appeared, their formation collapsed, and all the poles began to escape to the village desperately.

Li Zicheng closed his eyes in pain. When the pole fought against the official army, not many people died in real battle, but as long as they collapsed, the trampling on each other was the biggest casualties.

Li Zicheng ordered a leader: "Look at the village wall and wait for my order." Then he hurriedly ran down the village wall. He wanted to lead his own personal guards and stabilize the defeated army with his prestige.

Standing in the gate of the village, Li Zicheng waved the Huama Sword and blocked the defeated pole at the top of his lungs. But the defeat was like a mountain, how could he stop it? Because of Li Zicheng's blocking, the pole in front did not dare to move forward, but instead blocked the pole in the back that continued to defeat and wanted to enter the village. Now, inside and outside the gate of the village, he squeezed into a lump of flesh. The official army was chasing him behind, and the pole in front was blocked and the pole in front was difficult to move. He began to attack his companions who were blocking his way in front, and the screams and wailing became louder.

When Li Zicheng saw it, he made a quick decision: "Shuangxi, lead the team to form a formation and prepare to block the attacking official army."

Shuangxi immediately agreed and spread the team he led into a half-moon shape.

Li Zicheng roared loudly: "Retreat, hurry up and go to the city to defend, hurry up, hurry up."

I had already numb my mind and had no pole of my own opinion, so I ran towards the village in a mess.

Through the village gate, Li Zicheng saw He Fengzi waving his long sledge and rushing towards the village gate with a long roar.

"Shoot, shoot arrows, close the village gate."

Shuangxi ordered shooting without hesitation, shooting He Renlong who was hitting the village gate. He Renlong and his horse were all wearing armor. In a blink of an eye, no ten arrows were inserted on his body, but there were more poles shot in front and behind the village gate gate.

Looking at He Renlong, who was full of arrows, still charging like a god, Li Zicheng yelled decisively: "Falling the gate, falling a thousand pounds."

But after several roars and orders, no Qianjin Gate fell. Looking up at the city, there was a fight there.

Li Zicheng's head buzzed: "It's over, the newly-buried pole has been betrayed and the village has been broken."

He immediately turned around and fled back, yelling while running: "Shuangxi, lead the team to the old camp."

Li Shouyi did not watch the battle. He knew that there were so many new poles. Even if Li Zicheng had 30,000 people who could fight, facing the eight thousand officials, those poles with resentment that were unattended behind him would definitely be defeated or turned against him at the last minute. Li Zicheng was fooled by himself this time, and he would undoubtedly be defeated.

He hurried back to his station with Zhao Lu. With an order, Zhao Lu immediately cut and slashed the pole where there were not many craftsmen in the guardian of the candidates.

The craftsmen who guarded the candidates had few people, and most of them were old and weak. Facing the well-trained Jinyiwei, who was as good as a wolf or a tiger, was there any opponent? In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen were killed, and the rest fled in a row.

Before the candidates could understand, Li Shouyi shouted to everyone: "Hurry, run with me." Then he went straight to the west, running wildly in the forest path that he had already quietly explored.

Zhao Lu shouted loudly to the candidates who were still shocked: "We are the Jinyiwei, we are here to save you. Follow Mr. Li up the mountain and burrow into the forest. Let's break the back. Run."

Only then did everyone understand and follow Li Shouyi to flee to the mountain.

Li Zicheng rode his horse and rushed towards his military advisor. He knew that the defeat was certain, so he wanted to rescue the military advisor and escape with him as soon as possible.

Just as I rushed over, I saw a group of candidates rolling and climbing towards the mountain.

"What's going on?" He grabbed a guard who escaped by chance and asked anxiously. The guard replied in horror: "The military advisor led his men to kill our guard's brother and fled into the mountains with the candidates."

Li Zicheng's head buzzed again and cursed loudly: "Li Shouyi, you bastard, you lied to me--" Then he pulled out the treasure bow, took the wolf-tooth arrow, and shot the familiar back with a fierce arrow.
Chapter completed!