One hundred thousand Chu and Xiang troops marched towards Wancheng in a mighty manner. The small official road could not accommodate so many people. The Chu and Xiang troops were arrayed in formation. The Chu and Xiang troops were everywhere on the mountains, in the fields, and in the streams. . It was completely dark under the scorching sun. Fortunately, the surrounding people had moved away long ago, otherwise they would have suffered.
Zhou Ziru also led his army forward and faced Ge Cifeng's Chu Xiang army. The sun was scorching and the army flags were hunting. The Yulin Army was much more disciplined than the Chu Xiang Army. There was no noise during the march, and everyone was silent and immersed in the march.
"The spear leads the dragon, the sword flows into the clouds...aren't they here?" Zhou Ziru, wearing iron armor and riding a tall horse, asked aloud.
"Return to the master, he didn't come..." Qiang Yinjiao wanted to say some good news, but if he didn't come, he didn't come.
Zhou Ziru responded softly and said, "Well, it doesn't matter if you don't come, I can't guarantee whether I can go back alive."
"Hahahaha, Young Master is joking. As long as we are here, Young Master will be fine." A big man beside him smiled heartily. This man was one of the Four Yangzi, the upright "Zheng" - Luo Power. With a tall and thick figure and a big drum on his back, he looked like a powerful drum-beating sergeant in the army.
Zhou Ziru smiled and nodded: "Then I'll help you."
Jian Liuyun was picked up by an old woman from the Zhou Mansion. The old woman had a good relationship with his wife, so she became kind and took Jian Liuyun in. When Jian Liuyun was an infant, the old woman was still alive, and she still lived a good life for a few years. It's a pity that the old lady passed away within a few years, and Jian Liuyun happened to be sensible at this time.
She and Zhou Ziru had grown up together, but their status as master and servant, Jian Liuyun could only be a humble servant. Because he was young and could not do heavy work, he was resented by other servants in the mansion and was always bullied. If you are lucky, you can eat people's leftovers. If you are unlucky, just take a scoop from dog food and pig food. Even later, even the monthly reward that the Madam set for Jian Liuyun was robbed or stolen by other servants.
Zhou Ziru saw it all but didn't go to help him.
My father went to court less and less often, and later he even stayed at home without any involvement in political affairs. Those uncles and uncles who would have squeezed in even after crossing the threshold in previous years have also disappeared, leaving only my father alone, looking at the plaque that says "The world is one for all" and sighing...
Zhou Ziru grew up day by day and was exposed to more and more things. He also liked the feeling of being in control. Until he came into contact with the "Eight Yin and Yang Sons" of the Zhou family, his father told him that he could create his own "Eight Sons of Yin and Yang". This was also known to the court and tacitly approved. Zhou Ziru found Jian Liuyun immediately, looking down at the frightened little girl with a cold and arrogant face.
She followed him for more than ten years...
"Report, Prime Minister Zhou, the Chu and Xiang army forwards have been found twenty miles ahead!" A report brought Zhou Ziru back from his memories.
"The three armies stop, line up on the spot, and prepare for battle!" Zhou Ziru stopped the three armies and looked coldly into the distance. Among the troops, figures flashed by from time to time on the treetops. Soon, all the Seven Sons of Yin and Yang gathered around Zhou Ziru.
The Yulin army also numbered 100,000. At this time, they no longer cared about the farmland of the people in Wancheng. They stepped into the mud fields one after another, carrying earth and shields, holding spears and swords, preparing for a battle.
"Whoosh"
A figure was as fast as lightning. In a few seconds, it came through the air, and its target was Zhou Ziru. Before the Yulin soldiers in the front row could see clearly who was coming, they were rushed away from the defense line. The soldiers blocking the front either had their hands and feet broken, or their heads exploded and flew out.
With the power of one person, he broke through more than ten people in one breath.
"Dang~"
Zhu Sangqiu lightly hooked the strings, and a sound floated out. The visitor seemed to be tied up by countless ropes, unable to move forward even half a step. Gou Duhun jumped away, flew up with a kick, and trampled him from mid-air into the dust. The iron hook swept over him, and his head was in a different place.
Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the ground behind Zhou Ziru suddenly exploded, and dust filled the air. Another person penetrated the gray fog, curled his hands into palms, and grabbed Zhou Ziru. Just as everyone turned around, the man had been pierced by a spear. The spear caused the dragon to smile contemptuously and throw the man out of the formation. He fell to the ground and died, presumably.
"Are you serious about this? People like this are bound to die no matter how many times they come." The gun pointed the head of the dragon to the ground and thrust it hard into the ground. All the blood stains on the gun were shaken off and dripped on the ground.
"Brother Zhou, you're fine!" As Chu Xiang's army approached, Ge Cifeng shouted from a horse in the distance, his voice carefree and joyful.
It is really strange that Ge Cifeng, who is in his thirties, calls Zhou Ziru, who is in his early twenties, his brother.
"Your Majesty is kind enough to spare your life. How dare you do such a treasonous act and still have the nerve to call me a brother?" Ge Cifeng didn't care. Zhou Ziru would not greet him. There is no need to say more about the rebels and thieves.
Ge Cifeng saw that Zhou Ziru was not "aware", so he stopped smiling and shouted sternly: "The treacherous officials in the court are causing trouble, and your Majesty has been deceived and deceived. As a literary prime minister, you don't think about hoeing traitors, but you still accuse me of being treasonous. Treat me." I’ll capture you, then go to the capital, Qingjun’s side, and protect our country!”
"Where is the treacherous minister? Whose name is he?" Zhou Ziru shouted: "There are loyal ministers and good generals in the court. If you make false accusations, you will be punished even more!"
"Yi Xiaodao is that treacherous minister! How could a scoundrel in the market get the title of Duke after only three years? To drive a wedge between the vassal king and Your Majesty, I am here to get rid of this traitorous minister for Your Majesty!" Ge Cifeng has never seen Yi Xiaodao, But I had already made up my mind. Regardless of whether Yi Xiaodao was dangerous or not, Ge Cifeng had no choice but to kill Yi Xiaodao based on He Yue'er's relationship. As for the other ministers in the dynasty, even if the dynasty changes, they still need to manage and share responsibility. If they can avoid offending, then they should not offend.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Ziru's lips, and he stood up in stirrups: "The three armies obey the order! No retreat! Kill!"
Chu Xiang's army and Yu Lin's army collided with each other, their spears and halberds dancing wildly, and their swords raised simultaneously. As soon as there was a fight, the soldiers in the front row of both sides were knocked upside down by the collision, but the soldiers behind were still charging forward without fear of death, and no one was willing to take a step back.
"Prime Minister Zhou." The Yulin Army herald called in a low voice beside Zhou Ziru.
"Wait a minute." Zhou Ziru has long understood this truth. In the face of a great cause, dead people are nothing.
After all, the Yu Lin Army was well-trained and was a bit stronger than the Chu Xiang Army. Moreover, the Chu Xiang Army went first and came all the way from Meicheng, while the Yu Lin Army marched for less than half a day, so they had the advantage of waiting for work.
The two armies were still fighting desperately, but the formation of the Chu and Xiang army was collided and began to show signs of moving back, and these signs became more and more obvious.
"King Qin, please take care of me! All officers and men, follow me to create Daqi again!" Ge Cifeng clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and he actually started to charge!
"This... Prime Minister Zhou, could he be deceitful?" A young general next to Zhou Ziru asked aloud. Everyone knew that how could the commander-in-chief of the three armies charge in and kill him personally? What's more, Ge Cifeng doesn't know martial arts...at least when he was in the capital, he didn't know how to do it.
As Ge Cifeng's horses rushed out, nearly a hundred Chu Xiang generals on both sides started shouting at the same time.
"King Qin, please take care of me!"
"Protect His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Recreate Daqi!"
Nearly a hundred Chu Xiang generals charged together with frightening momentum. The morale of the Chu Xiang soldiers was also greatly boosted. They charged more desperately one by one and actually pushed back some of the Yulin troops.
"The three armies listen to the order! Follow me to annihilate the rebels and make a contribution to the sky!!!" Zhou Ziru also drew his sword and shouted, urging his horses to meet him. He knew that Ge Cifeng was trying to boost morale. There were people from the Beggar Clan and Qilin Gong around him. Although they hadn't appeared yet, they must be protecting Ge Cifeng secretly, so he dared to be so unscrupulous.
There are many factors that can determine victory or defeat, such as weather, terrain, supplies, etc. However, when the two armies are already fighting, military morale and morale will become extremely important. Once morale is gone, you will only be at the mercy of others. At this critical moment, Zhou Ziru cannot retreat.
"Hey, young master...Young master, why don't you rush up alone if you leave us alone!" Luo Wei carried his big drum on his back and followed. With just one sentence, he fell down and became the last one among the seven sons of Yin and Yang. .
There were more generals on the Yulin Army side, all of them guarding Zhou Ziru. They naturally followed Zhou Ziru's charge, which was exactly the same as the situation of Chu Xiang's army. The Yulin army in the rear quickly followed up. For a moment, the horses leaped like dragons and the men were as fierce as tigers, holding back the Chu Xiang army.
The Chu Xiang generals were murderous, like a group of hungry tigers. After rushing into the battle formation, they did not care whether the Chu Xiang army or the Yu Lin army was blocking the way. They would chop with their swords and stab with their spears. Even many Chu Xiang troops fell under the butcher's knife of their own generals.
Chu Xiang's army was afraid, and Yu Lin's army was even more afraid. They even killed their own people. Are these Chu Xiang's a bunch of lunatics? Fortunately, a group of imperial warriors arrived and found their opponents one after another, catching them and fighting them. It's just that the generals of the imperial court were somewhat concerned about the situation on the battlefield. Although they withstood the situation, they were forced to fight.
"Young Master, we can't go on like this." Yao Qingmiao held the flute and looked around, always on guard and not daring to take action easily. I'm afraid that if there is a gap in the move, it will cause a big disaster.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Yu Lin Army does not have the madness of the Chu Xiang Army. From top to bottom, even the soldiers at the lowest level of the Chu Xiang Army knew in their hearts that they were not just "protecting the King of Qin".
Although Ge Cifeng rushed out with his men and horses, he did not really rush to the front line to fight. Otherwise, given his identity and martial arts skills, he would have been torn into eighteen pieces. He was escorted by more than a dozen Chu and Xiang soldiers, quietly walking out of the battlefield, patting his horse and returning to the rear of the battlefield.
"Young Master, Ge Cifeng has escaped!" Dao Henghai saw Ge Cifeng leaving the battlefield at a glance and reminded Zhou Ziru.
Zhou Ziru tightened the reins and had the intention of retreating. Suddenly he heard a whistle and a large number of people appeared from all directions. Their clothes were ragged and covered with filth. Only a few people were dressed more normally. Without exception, these people all looked coldly in Zhou Ziru's direction.
"When..." Luo Wei's eyes widened.
"We were ambushed." Zhou Ziru said softly.
