Zhang Bu withdrew his spear and laid it across his back, blood dripping from the spear edge. Zhang Bu's heart was calm.
What about people of the same race?
The military order is like a mountain, and if you say to kill, you will kill.
He raised his head and looked up at the soldiers and horses of Beishan Fort in front, with a look of contempt in his eyes. Even if there are ten thousand people like this, I can defeat them.
"It's just that this guy is no ordinary person. Is he Wu Nian?"
Zhang Bu looked at Zhang Jin, who was holding a bow, and his eyes became slightly serious.
After seeing the people from Beishan Fort returning to the city, Zhang Bu waved his right hand and did not pursue them, but he led his troops to follow them slowly, moving like a mountain and with unparalleled calmness.
After reaching a certain distance, Zhang Bu ordered to stop. Then he saw countless military households holding wooden sticks walking up to the city wall, hitting the city wall with the heads of the sticks, and making endless noises.
"Kill" sound.
Zhang Bu's eyes were full of solemnity, and the relaxation on his face completely disappeared. He turned to his cronies and sighed: "This city cannot be conquered."
"Yes." The confidant nodded, his expression extremely solemn.
That rabble numbered ten thousand people. They also dared to charge into battle and kill him personally. But siege will not work.
Not to mention other people, just saying that these military households stood on the city wall proved that they and Wu Nian lived and died together.
The military households were good at shooting bows. They had 500 bows, and one arrow per person was enough to feed them a pot.
This is the helplessness of siege.
If a city is useless, why build it?
"Wu Nian. Big brother, big brother. You have caused some trouble this time." Zhang Bu sighed in his heart.
Beishan Fort was too close to Jiang County, so even if he didn't take the initiative to inquire about it, he had to listen to a lot of things.
The officials drank wine and slept with women, and drank the blood of the soldiers on their empty pay. A full force of soldiers required a hundred people, but they could only support forty or fifty people. They also had to exploit military households and help them farm for free.
The top and bottom were separated, and many military households fled.
The good Baihushao has almost turned into a muddy ground.
Wu Nian came out of nowhere. Within a few months, he killed a tiger and made a small flag. Now he can let military households all over the city live and die with him.
He is also a hero in troubled times, not an ordinary person.
This time he was unable to break through the city, and half Zhang had made a formidable enemy.
Anyway, Zhang Bu has no interest in breaking his teeth in this city. Since there is nothing he can do, he can only withdraw and find another way.
Ban Bian Zhang had someone in the court, and he sent a letter to the court to remove Wu Nian from his official position, and even sentenced him to death.
It's impossible for Wu Nian to stay in Beishan Fort all his life, right? Sending a team of capable assassins to assassinate Wu Nian was also a solution.
All in all, siege is the last resort.
At this moment, the city gate was opened. Four strong men pushed and pulled a flatbed truck carrying a large snare drum out. One person on the truck was wearing iron armor and holding drumsticks. The sound of the drums was vibrating.
Beating the snare drum with this big drumstick is not something ordinary people can do. It requires extraordinary physical strength to hit it so vigorously and for so long.
Zhang Bu's eyes paused on Wu Nian for a moment, and then fell on Zhang Jin.
Only after Zhang Jin shouted loudly did he realize that Zhang Jin was not Wu Nian.
"Is this person Wu Nian?" Zhang Bu looked at Wu Nian beating the drum and thought to himself.
"Who knows who Zhang Jin is?" Zhang Bu turned to ask the confidant beside him.
"Reporting to your lord. Zhang Jin was originally a soldier in the army. Later he killed people and fled. He lived in seclusion in Phoenix Mountain and was somewhat famous."
A black-faced man answered with his hands raised.
"Hey. It's a guard house again. People in the court are all idiots." Zhang Bu smiled with contempt.
Those who sleep with women and drink wine can become officials, but good men can only become soldiers.
Can Liaodong not be in chaos?
"Kill him. Then we can break through the Beishan Fort." Zhang Bu's eyes flashed with brilliance. He bent down and took the horse's shaft from his henchman's hand, reined in the horse and galloped forward.
"kill!!!!!!!"
The sound of horses' hooves rumbled, but Zhang Bu's roar drowned out the sound of horses and drums, soaring into the sky and shaking the surrounding areas.
"Kill!!!" Zhang Jin's eyes flashed, he urged his war horse, and rushed towards Zhang Bu.
The two riders met as promised. Zhang Jin and Zhang Bu both saw each other's faces clearly and wanted to take off the other's head.
"Bang." The horses galloping at high speeds passed by each other, and the horses in Zhang Jin's and Zhang Bu's hands clashed with each other, making a dull sound.
Immediately, the two reined in their horses and turned around almost at the same time, charging towards each other again. This time the pace was much slower.
"Uh-huh!"
Zhang Jin took action first and stabbed the horse under Zhang Bu. Of course Zhang Bu would not let him succeed. He tightened his grip on the horse's reins, and the man and horse became one, and his horses avoided him. With his backhand, he swept towards Zhang Jin.
Zhang Jin failed, and it was too late to take it back. He leaned back and swept across his face with great force.
After the horse was swept across, Zhang Jin quickly straightened his waist, retracted the horse in his hand, and stabbed upward, reaching Zhang Bu's neck.
Zhang Bu took his left foot out of the stirrup, fell his whole body to the right, hugged the horse's belly, and avoided the thrust. He quickly sat upright, put the sole of his foot back into the stirrup, and stabbed out.
What a dazzling horse battle.
Zhang Bu and Zhang Jin's riding skills have reached their peak, making their horses as pure as fire.
Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded.
The military households on Beishan Fort forgot to roar in support, and just stared at the two men fighting back and forth with their mouths wide open.
For a moment, there was only the sound of Wu Nian's drum beating on the battlefield. While he was watching the battle with his head turned, he kept beating the war drum with his hands like a perpetual motion machine.
"Kill!!!" The energy in Wu Nian's chest poured out, and he roared with all his strength.
Wu Chu was learning from Ma Shan, but he really couldn't go into battle, so he could only cheer Zhang Jin up in this way.
However, Zhang Bu and Zhang Jin's riding and fighting skills were among the best. Their killings were in the dark and thrilling, but in fact they were as steady as old dogs. No one could do anything to the other.
In the blink of an eye, the two fought for more than fifty rounds. The two of them were fine, but their faces were slightly red and their breathing was fairly even.
The two riders faced each other, their horses held together.
This is wrestling.
The two of them used all their strength to sit down on their horses, trying to overwhelm each other, but they were so evenly matched that neither could do anything to the other.
The sparkle in Zhang Bu's eyes flashed away, and he suddenly broke out. He struggled to get rid of Zhang Jin's horse, commanded the horse, took a few steps back, and looked at Zhang Jin cautiously. After about three seconds, he suddenly said: "There are not many people like you in the whole Liaodong. It is a pity to follow Wu Nian, a small flag. How about coming over to my place? I will give you two thousand taels of silver. Lead an army of five hundred men.”
"Liaodong is about to be in chaos. People like us, working together, can fish in troubled waters and control one side. It's not a waste of time for a noble man and husband to live in this world."
