The whistling sound of the divine arm bows on the fort never stopped. Everyone who tried to break into the fort, or who wanted to rescue their bound companions, was shot to the ground, with the heaviest casualties.

Of course, they were the original prisoners who were tied to the ground in rows.

They can't dodge or avoid.

But the young and strong archers of the Guangrui Army showed no mercy to them.

Wei Wu was still killing enemies who seemed to have some identity.

Wei Mingyu's heart was bleeding.

He suddenly pushed away the shield hand in front of him, holding a broadsword in his hand, and shouted to the sky: "Dangxiang men, have all your ambitions been eaten by dogs? Seeing the Song dogs slaughtering your compatriots like this, you are all

Are you indifferent? If you are a real man from Dangxiang, just follow me and kill all the Song dogs."

Wei Mingyu's mournful roar made many young party men in the distance look ashamed. Their hands slowly tightened the handles of their knives, and their legs involuntarily tightened their grip on the horses. A fighting spirit gradually appeared in their eyes.

It grows in their hearts.

But the next moment, the old warriors, elders, and nobles in the clan walked up to them unswervingly, turned their horses sideways and stood in front of them, scolded them sternly, and did not allow them to go too far.

.

The Song Dynasty people in front of us are just the tip of the tiny iceberg that emerges from the sea. What lies under the water is the real giant. If you don't know your own strength, you will think that ants can kill elephants, and you have to go up.

If you want to die, just go with the Weiming tribe, but don't drag down your own tribe.

Wei Mingyu kept calling again and again, but found that the various party units in the distance didn't even respond at all, and his heart suddenly went cold. Looking at the battlefield, enemies were pressing from three sides, and in front, the fortress was like a giant beast blocking him.

The person who wanted to kill stood on the fort and sneered as he acted like a clown.

Walk.

Must go.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Wei Mingyu turned his horse's head and shouted loudly: "Retreat, retreat."

Before he finished speaking, an arrow flew towards him and hit his horse in the butt. The horse was in pain, neighing and leapt forward, catching Wei Mingyu off guard and dismounting him. But what was unpredictable was that it was exactly

With this fall, he avoided several consecutive feather arrows.

What a pity! On top of the castle, Wei Wu stamped his feet, filled with regret.

"If you want to kill the enemy, go ahead!" Xiao Cheng glanced at Wei Wu and said.

"I'm leaving. Is Erlang here?"

Xiao Cheng stretched out his hand, and two daggers appeared in his hand: "I can't fight in groups, but I can still protect myself. Besides, in this situation, do you think it is possible for the enemy to attack the fort?"

"It's already gone!" Wei Wu laughed, turned around, and ran towards the outside of the fort along the troop transport ramp.

"Youngest Zhu, Chen Qiao!" Xiao Cheng called two more young leaders to come to him.

"Want to make a fortune?" Xiao Cheng asked with a smile.

"Of course I do!" Young Zhu licked his lips, "When we fought with the commander earlier, it was the same. When we could take advantage, we would always be asked to go up and take advantage. The commander said, real swords and real guns.

Seeing some blood will be good for the future. Now that the enemy has lost their will to fight, it is a good time."

"Choose two hundred young men. According to the previous fighting method, three people form a group, one person attacks and two people defend. The rules are the same. All the gains and post-war blockades will be divided equally among the five hundred young men!" Xiao Cheng said.

"Yes, Erlang!" Both of them smiled happily.

When they turned to leave, the two argued for a few more words. In the end, Chen Qiao argued for the opportunity to attack on the grounds that he was young and strong, and Zhu Lao could only stay behind in the fort.

Ma Chao was furious and rushed out of the market.

He now understood why Xiao Cheng insisted that he take all five hundred soldiers with him. He pretended to be Song merchants and stayed in the forging field, and the other three hundred people were hidden behind the forging field, but he was really

I didn't expect that those grandsons were so powerful. If it weren't for Han Tiechui and a few people who had taken care of a group of the most powerful guys from the beginning, it would have been hard to tell the outcome of today's battle.

Five hundred soldiers faced three hundred enemies, and Ma Chao lost one-third of his troops. Only then did he completely defeat this group of enemies and drive them out of the field.

If the most powerful group of them hadn't rushed straight into Luo Gang's house from the beginning, and were beaten violently by Han Tiechui, and if these people had fought with him from the beginning, when they think of this

, there was a cold sweat on the back of Ma Chao's neck.

In his opinion, a battle that should have been extremely easy turned out to be so dangerous.

Fortunately, there was finally no danger, and Ma Chao survived another disaster.

Ma Chao, who was covered in blood, came out of the hunting ground with his sword drawn. Behind him, there were also a group of Yongxing soldiers who were also red-eyed.

"Grandpa Ma is here, Wei Mingyu, come quickly and die!" Ma Chao, howling, entered the battlefield from the rear.

There were noisy footsteps behind him. Xiao Cheng turned his head and saw Luo Gang climbing up from under the fort, walking to the edge of the fort wall and standing side by side with him.

"Is this the end of the Weiming Division? We have done our job in killing the chickens and the monkeys, right?" Luo Gang asked.

"This is not about killing chickens to scare monkeys. We are killing a monkey to scare those chickens. There are a few strong monkeys nearby, but they can't be scared." Xiao Cheng said with a smile.

"What should we do?"

"Of course just killing won't work, the next step is of course talking! Give benefits, do business, and use benefits to tie both parties together!" Xiao Cheng said with a smile. "There are no permanent friends, but there are permanent benefits! As long as

Let them feel that if they work with us, the gains far outweigh the losses, they will naturally follow us wholeheartedly. Well, of course, there may be some individuals who suddenly suffer from heart failure, but such guys will be eliminated when the time comes.

.”

Luo Gang nodded, looked at the Shura Field-like battlefield below, shook his head and said: "It's a bit miserable!"

He was referring to the captives who were tied to the ground. They could not run or hide. They were covered with swords and guns, and arrows were coming. There was nothing they could do except to withstand it. Ten people were restrained by a tree pole. At this time, there were

The ten people on the tree pole were already dead, some were five or six dead, some were seven or eight dead, and some of the remaining people were sitting blankly in a pool of blood on the ground, looking at their companions lying on the ground.

, eyes were dull, and some were like crazy demons, roaring and yelling, even picking up a knife and desperately chopping down the tree pole at their feet. For such a person, the passing Song Army would not hesitate to give him a finishing blow and kill him.

He was completely finished.

"My legs are not weak this time?" Xiao Cheng smiled and glanced at Luo Gang, "The last time I saw so many people dead, I almost couldn't stand. I had to hold on to the wall to avoid sitting on the buttocks?"

Luo Gang rolled his eyes: "There's a first time for everything! After the first time, aren't you used to it?"

"Isn't it different from the battlefield you heard from those storytellers in Bianliang?" Xiao Cheng asked.

Luo Gang nodded: "It's so different."

"This is an easy fight. Because we learned the information in advance, and the opponent's strength is mediocre, so we can overwhelm the opponent. If the strength is equal, it will be called a tragedy!" said this

, Xiao Cheng glanced at the interrogation field: "You can go to the infield to have a look later. Ma Chao has suffered a lot of losses this time. You have to comfort him later."

"Fighting is the duty of a soldier, how can we appease him?"

"We need more money!" Xiao Cheng said: "They are guest troops and they are here to help. We can't let them down! We have to make them motivated to continue following us! If we don't add money, the casualty rate will be like this.

Who is still fighting with you!"

Luo Gang's expression changed several times, but he finally held back. "The Dingnan Army is much more powerful than the Weiming Department!"

"Of course, if he doesn't have some real skills, how can Li Xu be qualified to dominate the Yingan lands and live the addiction of being an emperor?"

"He's dreaming!" Luo Gang said angrily.

"That's really not possible!" Xiao Cheng shook his head and said: "If he can hold all the tribes in Hengshan and completely control Hengshan, it is still possible for him to be addicted to the emperor. But there are also some understanding among the tribes in Hengshan.

People, as the Hebei Song Dynasty and the Liao people fell into a deadlock, these people did not want to take risks. Because in this case, Hengshan will inevitably become the center of the battle between the two sides, and then these tribes will not have a good life. Who wants to live a good life every day?

How many people are there in the Song Dynasty? How many people are there in Hengshan? The Song Dynasty can afford to die, but the people in Hengshan can't afford to die. Have you read the wars between big countries and small countries in history books? It is obvious that small countries have achieved great success.

Victory, the big country abandoned its armor, but in the end, the small country still had to surrender, offer tributes, protons, just to stop fighting. Why? Just because of such a victory, if they come back twice, they will be destroyed.

But for big countries, it’s just a scratch on the surface.”

"The difference in size brings huge advantages." Luo Gang nodded.

"That's the truth. An elephant can still live if it bleeds one liter of blood. Can a puppy survive if it bleeds one liter of blood?" Xiao Cheng walked towards the foot of the fort with his hands behind his back: "Let's go, the battle is about to begin.

It’s over, we have other work to do next!”

The battle under Shentang Fort lasted for a long time, and the pursuit lasted for another half day. By the time the team returned to Shentang Fort one after another, the sun had already set in the west.

A banquet had been set up in the fort, and the soldiers who returned from the team immediately had hot meals.

But all the generals were invited into the lobby. On one side of the lobby, there were already more than a dozen people sitting, but they were the small tribes who arrived at Shentang Fort today to prepare for transactions. They had not joined this event.

In the battle, the two sides are not helping each other, sitting back and watching the success or failure.
Chapter completed!