"Brother, the situation at Ximen has changed."
Not long after Feng Yongcai returned to the camp, Zhao Guang hurriedly followed him back and said this directly to Feng Yong as soon as he came back.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Yong's heart thumped. Didn't he just say that nothing happened?
"Brother Zhang family wanted to rush into the city with his men, but they were surrounded by barbarians ambushing at the west gate. The situation is not good now."
Zhao Guang said urgently, "I'm afraid we have to find ways to help."
"Brother Zhang family...Zhang Xingwu?"
"right."
Isn’t that Zhang Bao? Feng Yong's heart sank first, and then he felt as if he had caught something. However, the thought only flashed by, but he could not catch it easily.
"Yiwen, what do you think we should do?"
He doesn't understand fighting, so it's best to ask Zhao Guang for his opinion.
"Then it depends on whether my brother plans to stay outside the city or enter the city."
"How to say?"
"If the elder brother wants to stay outside, then the younger brother and his men can rush in and rescue Xingwu before the barbarians surround him. There shouldn't be any problem."
"But this way, we will be known to Meng Huo, and he will definitely be wary of us."
"If the elder brother wants to enter the city, now is the best time. The ambush troops in the West City have been led to surround Xingwu. Now is the time when there is no one. The elder brother can lead people directly into the city. The younger brother can help Xingwu. Wu came out and followed him into the city."
Zhao Guang said without hesitation.
Feng Yong glanced at Zhao Guang in slight surprise. This guy was indeed talented in military affairs.
Not only can I consider my own ideas in a short period of time, but I can also react differently to different ideas.
"Into the city, of course."
Zhao Guang's quick reaction is a talent. Feng Yong does not have this talent, but he has already made various plans, and he is not too panic at this time. "You go and prepare the troops immediately, and let Wenxuan All the people’s corps officials are called.”
"clear."
Li Yi and the steward of the militia came soon.
"The situation has changed. I plan to go to the city immediately."
Feng Yong didn't waste any time and explained the situation to them directly, "Over in the west city, Zhang Xingwu is rushing into the formation now, and all the ambush troops in the west have been attracted. It is the best time to enter the city at this time."
Feng Yong looked around at everyone, and what he wanted to say next was the key point, "If we enter the city, everyone has just seen it, and Meng Huo will be surrounded by Meng Huo in the city."
"At that time, we can only follow you to defend the city, and you will not be able to control your life or death. Therefore, such a big thing must be done voluntarily. I will not force anyone to do anything. If anyone is willing to follow you into the city, please tell me now."
"As for those of you who have family members, young and old, who are concerned, I suggest you not go to the city. I will ask Wenxuan to leave the dry food for the return trip and let you return on your own."
Feng Yong's words were very polite, giving enough face and leaving enough room.
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and no one spoke for a while.
"Anyone who enters the city counts as a share between the villain and the people below."
Mi Shiyilang, the steward of the Mi family's militia, was the first to speak. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Feng Langjun is so kind to others. When I started this line of work, my family had already made arrangements. How could there be anything else?" What worries?"
"Yes, besides, since you decided to follow Feng Langjun out of Pingyi and worked hard to get to Wei County, how can you regret it at the last moment?"
As soon as Mi Shiyilang finished speaking, someone immediately spoke up.
"That's right, Feng Langjun, doesn't it count as sincerity if the villain follows you here? Feng Langjun is going to the city, how can we stay?"
…
Although Feng Yong's words were very tactful, hearing it in the ears of the stewards of these vigilante groups made them think differently: Could it be that Feng Langjun regretted it? Don’t want to sell that labor to them?
These old fritters are used to life and death, how could they be intimidated by something like this?
So for a while, they all rushed to declare that they must follow them into the city, for fear that Feng Yong would leave them behind.
Feng Yong originally wanted to think about them, but he didn't know that none of these old killers appreciated it. At the moment, he felt very boring: he really didn't understand good people.
I had no choice but to nod in agreement, "Okay, then you all will follow me into the city. But you must restrain your men when entering the city, and don't mess up your own position."
After hearing this, everyone laughed on the spot, "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, there is no one here who has not come down from the battlefield? I don't know how many times I have fought with barbarians in Nanzhong, so I know the rules."
Okay, you are all great, I am just a rookie.
Feng Yong was speechless.
After arriving in Wei County, everyone knew that they were always ready to fight, so as long as the message was conveyed, the preparations would be completed soon.
At this time, the battle in Xicheng had begun to heat up.
Wang Ping in the city tried several times to organize his troops to rush out, but Meng Huo was determined to kill the Han army outside the city and give the people in the city a disgrace.
Not only did E Shun cling to Zhang Bao, he also did not hesitate to expose the ambush troops at the west gate. At this time, they were slowly circling around in an arc. Once the encirclement was completed, the Han army inside would not be able to escape.
At the same time, some troops were also separated and stood ready in the direction of the city gate. The people in the city rushed several times, but failed to rush through and could only return without success.
The ambush troops were men from Meng Huo's headquarters. They were different from the peripheral tribes that were attacking the city at this time. The quality of the personnel was much better.
Moreover, this was not the time when Meng Huo had just arrived at Wei County City and had not yet established a stable foothold and was unprepared. As long as he was prepared, it would be absolutely impossible for him to make another surprise attack.
At the same time, Meng Huo ignored everything and directly let the rear launch all the hidden ladders, increasing the intensity of the siege, so that the people in the city could not find too many rescuers.
"Don't rush too deep, guard the city gate and wait for them to come!"
Wang Ping gritted his teeth and issued the order fiercely.
While he wanted to defend the city, he also wanted to suppress the prisoners of war inside the city. If he continued to divide his troops and go deeper to rescue the people outside the city, there would only be one result: the city would be destroyed and people would die.
Zhang Bao already felt a little regretful.
If he had entered the city on time, not showing off his majesty, and rushed so deep into the enemy's formation, why would he have put the soldiers in danger?
Thinking like this, my mind started to get confused, and my hands also slowed down.
Fighting in front of the battle, how can we be distracted?
Eshun spotted an empty goal and immediately took a challenge.
Zhang Bao instinctively blocked it, but he was a step too slow and did not block it. He only heard a "chi-la" sound. If he hadn't been lined with fine armor, he might have been stabbed through by now.
Even so, being hit by E Shun caused a huge pain in his abdomen and chest, and he almost couldn't breathe.
The surrounding barbarians are coming up in waves, trying to entangle the Han army that has gone too deep. However, the weapons of the Han army are made of iron, but some of the weapons in the hands of the barbarians are made of bamboo. system.
Therefore, although the Han army moved towards the city gate slowly, it was unstoppable.
Now it depends on whether the barbarians form an encirclement first or the Han army reaches the city gate first.
"Enter!"
Qu Chang, a commander in the Han army, shouted.
I saw a row of Han soldiers holding up their spears and stabbing them, and then taking a big step forward at the same time.
"Chi!"
"puff……"
Many of the barbarian soldiers holding crude weapons had their sternums broken and stabbed through each other. They could only hear the sound of "uh uh", but they couldn't even make a scream. They just had their eyes wide open. Die with your eyes open.
The shield soldiers guarding both sides took advantage of the moment when the same team was sheathing their spears, raised their round shields, grasped the Huanshou sword in their hands, and slashed at them. Wherever they went, barbarian soldiers surged up again. Most of the bamboo and wooden weapons in his hands had been chipped away.
Of course, there were also unlucky Han soldiers who were stabbed directly through their leather armor with sharpened bamboo spears because they were not well protected, and then penetrated into their bodies.
"Fuck your mother..."
The injured Han soldier gritted his teeth, used his last bit of strength, cursed, and slashed with his knife without any care, directly wiping the lucky man's neck across from him.
Hot blood suddenly sprayed all around.
Then the Han soldiers fell down unwillingly.
None of the comrades around him looked at the fallen man. They could only look ahead and think of nothing. They could only follow the long and long footsteps.
At their feet and behind them were piles of corpses and wounded soldiers lying on the ground wailing.
The colorful intestines spread out, and there was a wounded soldier whose belly was opened. He didn't know whether it was a barbarian soldier or a Han army. He subconsciously stuffed the intestines back into his stomach, whether it was his own or someone else's...
The soil is gradually penetrated by blood stains...
Although the Han army was more organized than the barbarian soldiers, the number was still much smaller. As the barbarian soldiers attacked one after another, the Han army's military formation began to become partially chaotic.
Where the military formation cannot be maintained, it becomes a melee.
Ding!
"kill!"
"puff!"
A head flew up.
The barbarian soldiers also had iron weapons. The sword flashed and a Han soldier was left with only a headless body.
"Zhang Silang..."
"Ahhh... Zhang Silang..."
In the melee, a Han soldier suddenly rose up and slashed with his sword. The barbarian general who beheaded the Han soldier had his head cut off before he could react, and the barbarian soldiers around him were also scratched. .
The Han soldiers had tears in their eyes and looked like crazy tigers, shouting, "Kill..."
"Boom..."
There was a muffled thunder from the horizon.
At some point, the sky began to turn gloomy, and dark clouds gradually accumulated on the horizon.
On a June day, a child's face can change at any time, let alone in Nanzhong in the summer.
The two sides, whose eyes were red with blood, did not notice that a team had quietly gathered not far from them.
"Brother, it's going to rain."
Li Yi looked up at the sky and said.
Feng Yong nodded, looked at Zhao Guang and others who had already put on their armor, walked over and said, "Yiwen, be careful, remember, withdraw immediately when you receive someone, and don't be reluctant to fight. "
"Brother, I understand."
Zhao Guang, whose whole body was protected by iron armor, had a bright expression on his face, as if he was not going to fight to the death, but to do something very interesting.
Next to him was Wang Xun, who was dressed similarly to him.
Behind the two of them, there were dozens of troops wearing iron armor, holding sabers, waiting to charge.
As for the weapons the barbarians currently have, as long as they are not hit by heavy weapons or lose their strength due to fighting for too long, ordinary barbarians cannot break through their defenses.
Why Fu Qian's father, Fu Wei, died in a fierce battle was because most of the ancient generals wore iron armor, which could block most weapon damage.
The only way to hurt them is to find the unprotected areas on their bodies.
For example, face, legs, hands, etc.
The armor Feng Yong built for them also drew on the experience of later generations. In addition to focusing on protecting the chest and back, it also added sleeve armor and leg armor, and the hoods on the head also added hanging ear protection to protect the neck.
If such a tight protection can still be injured by the backward weapons of the barbarians, then it is really unlucky.
The opponent can't hurt them, and the sword in their hands can definitely kill a person's head with one blow.
"Brother, don't worry about us."
Wang Xun next to him said, "Brother, after we charge later, remember to enter the city immediately. Don't delay."
"okay, I get it."
Feng Yong said angrily, thinking that being an assistant is really a weakling, "I won't bother you anymore."
He said and stepped back.
Yang Wanwan followed closely.
Li Yi looked at Feng Yong walking behind him, then walked over and whispered a few words to Zhao Guang.
Zhao Guang was stunned after hearing this, "Is that okay?"
Li Yi nodded, turned his head and glanced at Feng Yong, and then affirmed, "Just listen to me later."
Zhao Guang thought for a while and realized that it wouldn't affect anything anyway, so he agreed immediately.
"Brother, let's go."
Li Yi and Yang Wanwan protected Feng Yong and began to lead the militiamen towards the city gate.
Feng Yong glanced at Zhao Guang for the last time, and saw Zhao Guang taking out a ferocious ghost mask and putting it on his face, drew out his long sword, and shouted loudly, "All troops, charge with me! Kill!"
"kill!"
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun led the people towards the battlefield where the fighting was taking place.
Wearing a ghost mask was Feng Yong's inspiration from Di Qing.
Legend has it that in order to hide the tattoos on his face, Di Qing often wore disheveled hair and a copper mask when he went into battle. Whenever he charged into battle, the enemy was frightened.
Feng Yong felt that Zhao Guang's face was too beautiful and had no deterrent effect on the enemy, so he also suggested that he wear a mask.
Zhao Guangshen thought it was reasonable. From the beginning of the Southern Expedition, he put on a mask before charging, which really scared many enemies.
It made him fall in love with this ghost mask even more.
As expected of Zhao Yun!
Feng Yong sighed, looking at Zhao Guang's charging back, thinking that he still had some of the demeanor of a famous general.
Unexpectedly, after a while, the shouts of death began to change. I don’t know who was the leader. The shouts of death began to change into: "The ghost king is coming! The ghost king is coming!"
Then the sound became louder and louder, and the shouts of killing officers from the charging Governor's Palace gradually turned into: "The Ghost King is coming..."
Feng Yong, who was running towards the city gate, stumbled.
Damn it!
What the hell is this shouting about?
Why are ancient charge slogans so weird?
He looked at Li Yi with confusion. Before he could speak, Li Yi shouted to the surrounding vigilantes, "Quick! Shout!"
Then he shouted, "The Ghost King is coming!"
The people in the militia had already received the order, and now that they heard it had started over there, everyone immediately shouted: "The Ghost King is coming..."
The soldiers who were charging ahead and the militiamen who were following behind and cheering for the victory shouted together, and the momentum was extremely loud.
"The Ghost King is coming!"
"The Ghost King is coming!"
"The Ghost King is coming!"
…
It resounded throughout the battlefield for a moment.
Feng Yong was stunned on the spot.
Seeing that everyone was like this, he thought it was the charge slogan of this era, and immediately shouted, "The Ghost King is coming..."
At the same time, I was thinking in my mind, why do I feel so ashamed? The ancients were so damn good!
Thinking of Zhao Guang's ghost mask, I couldn't help but be surprised. This Zhao Guang, I just suggested that he wear a ghost mask. I didn't expect that he would get such a title in just such a short time? Awesome!
The barbarian soldiers who were encircling the Han army did not expect that there were people and horses suddenly rushing from the side. They were caught off guard, and chaos began to form on the outermost perimeter.
Dozens of people led by Zhao Guang at the front rushed into the barbarians, like an iron brand inserted into solidified ointment, which melted at the touch.
Not to mention the weapons made of bamboo and wood in the hands of the barbarians, even if they were cut with iron weapons, they would not be able to hurt them at all. But with a backhand knife, no matter where they hit, it would go through like a knife cutting vegetables.
The soldiers of the Dudu Mansion who followed them began to expand the gap on both sides.
The barbarian soldiers didn't know what was being shouted at the beginning. After some of them could understand Chinese or the Han soldiers among them heard it clearly, they looked at Zhao Guang's ferocious ghost mask and were immediately frightened. Legs feel weak.
Could it be that the legendary man-eating ghost king is really here?
This man is so terrifying, could he be the King of Ghosts?
Didn't it say that the Ghost King is ten feet tall and has a waist circumference of five feet, and can eat a person in one bite?
Could it be the ghost general under the ghost king?
Then those invulnerable and strange-looking things behind him are most likely ghost soldiers!
