Next to the flag with the character "Zhang".
The "Sushun" flag was flying.
Zhang Zhen stood up and looked at the Meng Yuan military camp ahead. There was a sneer in his eyes, and he said to Lu Yanxun: "As expected of the Meng Yuan people. The captain died in battle and did not choose to escape."
"But they are wise. If they abandon the military camp and escape, they will be defeated by us. It is not easy for us to break into the camp now."
Lu Yanxun shook his head slightly, showing a solemn expression.
"It's not easy. But it can be regarded as military training." Zhang Zhen has his own plan.
"Training troops?" Lu Yanxun narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Sushun Wanhu. It was established by my father-in-law Hauge. Although it is called Wanhu, it is actually another division of power."
"There are five soldiers from one thousand households here. Go and mobilize the other five soldiers from one thousand households. Take turns to attack the Meng Yuan military camp. Use human lives to fill them. Send brothers to keep an eye on them. Who is brave and good at fighting? Weak and timid. I want to promote those who are brave and good at fighting, and eliminate those who are weak and timid."
"Not limited to nobles. As long as he is brave and good at fighting. Even if he is a slave, I will promote him to become a hundred or a thousand households."
Zhang Zhen said.
"Yes." Lu Yanxun had guessed it, nodded calmly, and rode off.
After watching Lu Yan's training, Zhang Zhen raised the horse in his hand and shouted: "My sons, surround the Meng Yuan camp and attack together. After we break into the Meng Yuan camp, I will kill pigs and sheep to reward you."
"kill!!!!!"
The five thousand households in Sushun shouted to kill one after another, led their troops to surround the Meng Yuan military camp, and then attacked in turn.
Immediately, Lu Yanxun mobilized the remaining Sushun households and joined the attack.
Use ten times the force to besiege the enemy camp.
But the fight was mediocre.
Zhang Zhen knew Sushun Wanhu very well. These soldiers were many warriors and were not afraid of death. But there is no armor, sophisticated weapons, no formal training, and no military discipline.
Even their thousand households, hundreds of households, general banners, and small banners are all nobles.
However, the Mongolian soldiers were well-trained, and when surrounded from all sides, they all knew that defeat would lead to death. Led by the centurion, their combat effectiveness was also extraordinary.
"Stop them. Stop them. They're just a ragtag bunch."
"Kill them all."
The centurions and ten-centurions kept shouting loudly, commanding the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers to resist the waves of attacks from thousands of households in Sushun.
But having more people is also an advantage.
The quality of the troops lies in the number, not the number.
That's right.
But not absolutely.
Haug's prestige in the east is very low, but his prestige in his tribe is not bad. He has been in charge of Sushun for many years.
His death in battle stimulated the Sushun people to a certain extent.
Zhang Zhen beheaded Zhu Changsong and stimulated the Sushun people.
The flag of "Yanhan" irritated Sushun people even more.
Coupled with the years of exploitation from top to bottom in the Meng Yuan Dynasty, old and new grudges always broke out.
"Kill!!!!" Sushun warriors climbed the ladder desperately, brandished crude weapons, climbed to the camp gate, and were killed.
Deaths and injuries continued to occur, but the Sushun people seemed to be monsters who did not know what fear was, heading towards the Meng Yuan military camp, one after another.
Under the attack of countless ants, Meng Yuan, the jackal, finally fell.
"Ahhhh!!!" When the camp was breached, no matter how strong the Meng Yuan soldiers were, they couldn't help but panic, and were immediately overwhelmed by countless Sushun soldiers, screaming and falling In a pool of blood.
"It's so powerful." Red Ghost Hou Qimin stood on the city wall, watching the war from the beginning to the end, and finally let out a sigh.
The banner of Yan Han.
The nephew of the King of Han.
A warrior who is not afraid of death.
Sushun's army, in the hands of Hauge, was completely different from that in the hands of Zhang Zhen.
Then, Qimin became more confident, with a smile twinkling between his brows. It works. It works.
Under the coordination of the King of Han and the command of Zhang Zhen, we will surely set off a storm in the territory of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty, and finally enter the Han Dynasty.
"That's great."
Jin Tie clenched his fists with excitement on his face. Although Hauge is dead, Zhang Zhen has risen. The main thing is.
I have a new master, and a more powerful master.
That's great.
"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"
"this is mine."
"this is mine."
"Damn it. You actually stabbed me with a knife?"
"What's wrong with you? This is mine."
With the strength of ten thousand households, they attacked the military camp of the Thousand Commanders and broke into the Meng Yuan military camp at a heavy cost of casualties. When the Meng Yuan soldiers were no longer visible under the eyes, the internal fighting among thousands of households in Sushun broke out.
The battle between Qianhu and Qianhu.
The fight between hundreds of households.
The battle between soldiers and soldiers.
The armor, weapons, baggage, food and war horses left by the Mongolian people. Ten thousand households in Sushun fell into visible chaos, and even started killing each other.
On the city wall.
The smiles on the faces of Qi Min, Jin Tie and the other tribal leaders immediately disappeared. Looking at this scene solemnly and embarrassed.
Then, they looked back at the warriors of their tribe on the city. I once again fell into self-doubt.
Can we really compete with Meng Yuan?
Zhang Zhen, Lu Yanxun and the Han soldiers under their command united around the banner. The Han soldiers looked with disdain at the thousands of households in Sushun who were in chaos.
Zhang Zhen and Lu Yanxun's expressions were calm, without any signs of surprise.
"Pass my general's order. All Qianhu households will lead their own soldiers and exit the Meng Yuan military camp. No one is allowed to snatch armor or weapons. All armor and weapons obtained will be discarded in the military camp."
"Gather the Han soldiers."
Zhang Zhen had a cold look on his face and gave the order.
"Yes." A Han soldier responded and immediately rode down to deliver the order.
Zhang Zhen's prestige is not low now, and he is the legitimate Lord of Sushun. But the execution of his military orders was only average.
After receiving the order, some thousand households, hundreds of households, and soldiers led their troops to withdraw from the Meng Yuan military camp. But there are still quite a lot of people gathered in the Meng Yuan military camp, robbing the spoils unscrupulously.
The Sushun Ten Thousand Households warriors sent out by Zhang Zhen gathered aside. Then the Han soldiers gathered together, raised the horses in their hands, and coldly ordered: "Charge into the military camp. Kill!!!!"
"Kill them until they stop."
"Capture Qianhu, Baihu, Zongqi, Xiaoqi and other officers."
"yes."
Lu Yanxun waited for the Han soldiers to respond loudly, then organized a formation and rushed into the Meng Yuan military camp.
"What is he going to do?!!!"
Qi Min, Jin Tie and others stared at Zhang Zhen in stunned silence, and then a cold air emerged in their hearts, and then spread throughout their bodies, making them feel cold all over.
There's something wrong with this formation.
Could it be? !
Is this kind of killing okay?
Won't it spark a revolt?
