Outside Tunbao, under the night.
Wang Jing was riding on his horse, staring at the movement in the distance. Zhu Wu and forty elite soldiers followed him without making any movement.
This is all the troops Wang Jing used to attack Tunbao!
There were only forty soldiers, but they dared to plot against the fort where hundreds of people were stationed. It had to be said that Wang Jing's courage became bigger and bigger as his strength increased.
If Mai Tiezhang knew that there were only forty people in the so-called "big army" outside, he would definitely break out in a cold sweat.
It's a pity that the arrow is already on the string and has to be fired! Even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to regret it.
A moment later, a scream suddenly came from the distant Tunbao.
Then, fire began to appear.
When many soldiers in the camp and many refugees in the shacks heard this sound, they panicked and started fighting and screaming, accompanied by the surging firelight, which broke the silent night.
Wang Jingming's sharp eyes saw the village gate in the distance suddenly opening.
He casually picked up the spear and pointed at the village gate in the distance.
"kill!"
Wang Jing clamped his legs and rode out.
Although Zhu Wu and the other forty people were not very good at riding, they followed closely on horseback. The forty horsemen trampled the ground with a bang, as fast as wind and thunder, and rushed to the village gate in the blink of an eye.
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When Wang Jing and his people arrived at a gallop.
Murong's cavalry in the camp had heard the commotion outside, and they all put on armor and held guns, following a big man with slightly curly hair and a tall nose, who had obvious Hu people ancestry.
This person was Captain Murong Liban who was stationed in Tunpu. He saw chaos outside.
Under the light of the fire, many refugees and infantrymen scurried around like headless flies.
Someone is taking the opportunity to cause chaos.
Liban's eyes flashed fiercely, and the flesh on his face trembled, "Tian Jizu! Mai Tiezhang! You two immature bastards actually dare to rebel and cause chaos!"
The only people who could cause such a big disturbance in the fort were the two infantry commanders.
At this time, Li Ban had not thought of a foreign enemy attack. He thought it was two military princes making trouble and couldn't help roaring.
"Kill the wild dog!"
"The barbarians brutalized us and other Han people, and we all rebelled against these beasts!"
Along with the chaos, a group of people rushed towards them from a short distance, hugging others. Among them, the men of Mai Tiezhang kept yelling.
But after seeing Li Ban and sixty elite Murong clan members.
Their steps slowed down significantly. These days, Murong's cavalry has brought a heavy psychological shadow to them.
At this time, if you become the enemy again, you will instinctively feel timid in your heart.
"How brave!"
Liban roared angrily, his momentum was fierce and his evil spirit was as real as substance, and he flew forward with his long spear in hand.
Several soldiers wanted to resist, but they saw him stabbing in the air, and the strange wind howled.
Changsha directly pierced the chest of a soldier, then waved his arm forcefully, forcefully flying the body away, knocking down several others.
He took one step forward, and Chang Shan stabbed one person to death. The elite Murong clan behind him shouted loudly and stepped forward, with soldiers protecting Li Ban's wings.
Others formed small battle formations.
They cooperated with each other and charged directly against the large number of rebels, charging into the crowd.
Although many of Murong's elites were cavalry, they dismounted and acted as infantry, so they were still first-rate elites.
They formed an arrow array, and Liban acted as an arrow to kill in the direction of the horse gallery.
Changshu swept across, and no one in front of Liban could resist his progress.
As long as they rush to the horse gallery and mount their war horses, no matter how many insurgents there are, they will never be their opponents.
"kill!"
At this time, Mai Tiezhang personally led his close men to arrive.
He had more than two hundred infantry, some of which were used to defend Tian Jizu, another military lord.
A small number of people were divided to seize the warehouse ordnance, and the remaining more than a hundred men came behind him.
Now that he had made up his mind, Mai Tiezhang would not hesitate any longer. Seeing that Murong's captain and his men were about to break through the obstruction, he directly greeted him personally.
"Mai Tiezhang, it is indeed you!"
After Liban saw the appearance of Mai Tiezhang, his eyes suddenly turned red and anger filled his chest.
He actually did not continue to charge towards the horse corridor, but with a roar, he strode towards the iron staff.
It wasn't that he was confused, but that he had determined that the mastermind of the riot was Mai Tiezhang. He wanted to capture the thief and capture the king. As long as he could behead the thief, the riot would naturally be settled.
Mai Tiezhang also held an iron gun in his hand, and his eyes were shining brightly. He no longer hid his strength, and jumped up to stab Li Ban with the gun.
The iron spear stirred up strange winds, like a giant black python stirring up the wind and sand.
boom! The long spear and the iron gun collided with each other, making a harsh roar. The black wind and the giant python are entangled with each other, like a demon that has become a spirit and is casting a magic spell.
Mai Tiezhang blocked Liban, and the soldiers and horses of the two men also fought with each other.
For a moment, blood was flying and screams could not be heard.
After a brief battle, Murong's elite suddenly showed their advantages of being well-trained and experienced.
They cooperated with each other to kill the soldiers under Mai Tiezhang's command and retreated step by step.
And Mai Tiezhang and Liban were like two ferocious beasts, colliding with each other, commanding flawlessly.
Mai Tiezhang is a famous warrior in history, but he has not grown up at this time and has not used his talents to the extreme.
Liban, who fought against him, was not very famous in history, but being able to become a captain under Murong's command showed that he had extraordinary strength.
The two sides fought, and there was no winner in a short period of time.
kill!
A Murong elite soldier roared, stabbed the target to death with one shot, then abandoned the gun and grabbed the knife. The light of the knife flashed, and in the close combat, he fiercely opened a gap in the front.
"Hold on! We can't retreat. We still have reinforcements. We can't retreat now!"
The infantry unit in charge was shouting.
His cry attracted the attention of several elite soldiers of the Murong clan. They cooperated with each other and broke through the obstacle in front of them.
puff! Several spears stabbed out at the same time, piercing bloody holes in the team's body.
"No, I can't stand it anymore!"
Mai Tiezhang, who was fighting against Liban, was extremely anxious. He wanted to retreat but was held back by the other party. He could only watch helplessly as his infantry were being forcibly killed.
Why hasn’t the army Zhu Wu mentioned arrived yet?
A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Mai Tiezhang's heart. Could it be that Zhu Wu was deceiving him?
When he thought of this, in addition to extreme anger, there was also a hint of retreat in his chest.
boom!
Suddenly there was the roar of horse hooves in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, Mai Tiezhang and Li Ban saw dozens of cavalry running from the direction of the village gate.
One of the brave men with a gun ran at the front. The spear in his hand was so quick and agile that the rebel soldiers in front of him were knocked down on both sides.
The narrow camp seemed to have no obstruction in front of this man.
His riding skills were extraordinary, and the man and horse almost became one, and he rushed to the battlefield where both sides were fighting in the blink of an eye.
The infantry under Mai Tiezhang retreated subconsciously, but several of Murong's elites advanced instead of retreating. They roared and flew towards the man, trying to pull him off his horse.
They had already seen that the other party was riding Murong's war horse.
Murong's elite cavalry are all barbarians, not a single Han. The man in front of him is an enemy, not a friend!
