Chapter 68 Autumn Dew (Next)

Unexpectedly, the rescued object turned into an enemy army in a blink of an eye. The Miao Guards of Yang Xiong's troops could not believe their eyes for a moment. However, the dwarf Zhong did not hesitate and swung the 60-pound caltrop bone from the pool of blood again, strode forward, and saw one hit the other, "Puff," "Puff," "Puff" In an instant, red light shone everywhere, and everyone who blocked him had broken bones and broken bones.

"Fight enemies, fight enemies." Following Zhong Xiaozi, there were more than 300 mountain people holding weapons of various colors. Each of them had a yellow satin wrapped around their right arm. Whenever they encountered someone who had no mark on their arm, they would cut them over with one move.

They have never had any concept of the court in their hearts, and they don’t care who is the commander of the army. The only thing they recognize is their chieftain. For thousands of years, the chieftains have always been the ones who they say they will beat whoever they say they will beat, and they are too lazy to ask the right and wrong.

Even if I wanted to ask, I couldn't understand. Before the Red Thief Rebellion, the Mongolian court and local officials treated the mountain people ten times more harshly than the southerners under their rule. The southerners could at least pay food and tax in the eyes of Daluhuachi, Mongolia. However, the mountain people refused to pay taxes to the government, and the other did not want to endure humiliation and cause trouble, and they would often make trouble. Of course, the Daluhuachi men did not care about their lives or death. Whenever the situation was turbulent, there was always only one way to treat them, kill them.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill people's heads rolling, kill blood flowing into rivers. When only corpses and the elderly, the weak and the sick are left in the mountains, the place will naturally be quiet. Now, you, the Mongolian Daruhuachi, have no choice but to let the mountain people who were killed by you, put out the fire for you to put out the fire. This is cheap and profitable is too simple.

So it doesn't matter who the mountain people fight with. Yesterday, Zhong Tusi and Yang Wanzhe drank chicken blood wine, so everyone helped Zhong Tusi and Yang Wanzhe kill the Red Troop. Tonight, Zhong Tusi suddenly changed his words and said that Yang Wanzhe was the enemy of the entire village, so everyone followed Zhong Tusi to "fight enemies". Anyway, everyone was beaten. After stripping naked, the dead looked almost the same.

With similar thoughts, the mountain people followed their chieftain Zhong Xiaozi and attacked and chopped up their former robes. In a blink of an eye, they cut over half of the two hundred personal soldiers led by Yang Xiong, and the remaining half of the wolves had no heads. They screamed and turned around and fled.

"Caught an enemy, Lord Lu promised to settle the settlement on the spot, each person had ten taels of ten taels." Zhong Xiaozi raised the caltrop bones in the guard center and shouted loudly.

Ten pillars of Huaiyang copper coins were enough for the brothers to take their little brothers out of the mountains to change their other way of living. The mountain people refused to make a living on the plains, not because they were born lazy, but because they had no capital to settle down on the plains.

After fighting this battle, the capital was immediately available. Not only did Zhong Tusi's mountain people have it, but Zhong Tusi himself could also be happy and happy for the rest of his life.

The chief of the Huai'an Military Intelligence Department was generous and gave him 50,000 guan alone. Even if the other half did not pay it back later, he would be rewarded with ten guan each of his subordinates, and Zhong Xiaozi himself could still get 45,000 guan.

It is said that there must be brave men under heavy rewards. The mountain people followed Yang Wanzhe and plundered everywhere in the past few years, but most of the gains were finally redeemed. In fact, not much of them fell into their hands. Tonight, Zhong Xiaozi promised a reward of ten coins in public, which immediately made everyone excited. He swung his iron sword, axe, and a scimitar forward, quickly smashing all the obstacles along the way into meat pie.

The four hundred rushers who rushed over in the second wave were first stormed by their own soldiers in the dark. Before they could stabilize their formation, they saw Zhong Xiaozi, the most powerful general in the army, pounced towards him with hundreds of accomplices. For a moment, they could not resist it. They were killed so much that they ran away with their heads and fled away with their heads in their arms.

"Defend the central army to the death and respond to all changes. After dawn, the thief will be defeated." Seeing that the mountains around were all chaotic, there were crowds of people on Ziyun Hill, which was difficult to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Yang Wanzhe paid a lot of money to give the military advisor Zhang Yu, the old scholar, jumped up and reminded him at the top of his lungs.

This move is a right medicine. The mountain road is steep. Whether it is the mountain people themselves who cause trouble or the Huai'an army that sneaks up, the number of them cannot be too large. Therefore, the best tactic is to "drag" to defend the central army to prevent the "disruptive soldiers" from continuing to expand the chaos. As soon as the sky is dawn, the enemy and us will be clearly distinguished. At that time, how could the Miao army, with tens of thousands of veterans in the battle, not be able to do anything to the other side?

"Blow the horns and send orders to Feng An, Xi Liang, and Qin Wuyun, let the three of them take their troops and horses quickly approach me." Yang Wanzhe has always relied on the old scholar Zhang Yu. In a panic, he immediately put this person's suggestion into practice. "Blow the horns and let the approaching hills speed up. Blow the horns and let Yang inform him that Yang Tongtai quickly returned to protect the carriage, blow the horns and told other departments to strictly guard the camp and not act rashly."

A series of commands passed down, and immediately turned into a series of ups and downs, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

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The noise makes people's hearts want to jump out of their throats, and their stomach, intestines, liver and lungs are constantly rolling in their abdomen.

The Miao soldiers from all departments, who were at a loss, quickly found their backbone, and under the leadership of the Teng, Xiaoluo and the Tou people, stabilized the team and all all alleviated the chaos.

After all, it is an old team with rich combat experience. When the coach took the right measures, the order soon began to recover. Some brave and careful little lords also took the initiative to send confidants to force the defeated soldiers who were relatively close to them into their own team. When they encounter those who refuse to obey the order, they will kill them with one knife to prevent them from continuing to spread fear and chaos.

With their concerted efforts, Zhong Xiaozi's offensive was quickly curbed. More than 300 tribesmen fought fiercely under the stimulation of heavy rewards. However, there were more and more Miao troops around, and they were about to form an encirclement.

At this moment, several sparks suddenly jumped up in the darkness, followed by Mars jumping into the air, pulling out several bright arcs, hundreds of iron lumps dragging the arc fell from the air, and hitting the heads of the Miao army fiercely.

Then it exploded with a bang, sending countless broken limbs into the sky.

"Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom."

It was not artillery, but the power after the explosion was no less than that of artillery. Su Shi, a thousand-husband of Miao army who was leading his troops to block Zhong Xiaozi's way, only felt a string of thunder rolling over under his feet. The brothers around him fell down neatly like sorghum hit by hail. Then, he saw a scarlet battle flag appearing in the flames of death.

Under the flag, the famous general wearing a steel vest suddenly waved his hand forward, and there were hundreds of bright arcs.

"Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom."

Thunder rolled, flesh and blood flew everywhere, splitting in front of him.

Note: I took a plane for more than ten hours in a row and was exhausted, so I will update these tonight. I will continue this book tomorrow and release it from 17K Novel Network. I will read the genuine content as soon as possible!
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