The blood-stained silk was thrown away on the ground and was soon picked up by others and taken out of the tent.

A pair of plump and fair women reached into the warm basin, wrung the handkerchief and gently wiped the deep knife marks on the injured person's arm. With a little force, a little blood was opened. The woman wearing Xiaoye's close body armor had a slim figure and a ponytail with a long hair. She was pretty and charming, but now she looked serious and her tone was quite blameless. "If the wound is a little deeper, this arm will not be able to be saved. It's just a surprise attack, so there is no need to be so desperate."

The man who was told was obviously a little restrained and uncomfortable. He raised his right arm and looked at the long-handled wind-breaking knife in his hand, and said angrily: "That night, it was just that the guy in my hand didn't have that ugly knife. Otherwise, he wouldn't be qualified if he wanted to hurt this general."

After changing the medicine to the guy on the chair again, the heroic female general took the medicine bowl and called it to the guard, "What an ugly monster? That person is called 'green-faced beast' Yang Zhi, the commander of the East Factory, is still a little capable. He has fought with Xiaojie and Ruyi, and how could his kung fu be so weak."

"I actually do things under the eunuch's sect. No matter how capable I am, I look down on you." The person who was injured in his arm was Shi Bao who attacked the city wall that night. The person who changed his medicine to him was his deputy general named Feng Yi, one of the twenty-four generals, who used a phoenix-mouthed knife.

Seeing that the bandage was done, Shi Bao waved it hard. The pain of the torn made him frown and said in a disgusting voice: "I'm afraid I can't participate in the siege today. It's really uncomfortable."

At present, the curtain of the handsome tent was lifted, and five generals wearing armor came in one after another to visit Shi Bao's arm injuries. These five were also one of the twenty-four generals of the Ming Cult. The man with a long face and a heavy knife on his right was Zhang Daoyuan, Wu Zhi with a dark face, Lian Ming with a long beard and a black face, Leng Gong with a tall figure, Wang Ren with a solid and stout figure, and the female general Feng Yi was the six generals under Shi Bao's account.

"General, today's time is almost over, and the test has been tested. Why don't we go to the battle and take down the city and capture Yang Zhi and vent our anger for the general."

The person who spoke was Zhang Daoyuan. He had some insights among the six people and was most popular among Shi Bao.

"I'm going too, let's see how powerful Yang Zhi is." Feng Yi shouted from the side, with her eyes wide open, which was very different from her virtuous and gentle appearance before.

The other five people looked at each other and persuaded him. Shi Bao also frowned and waved his hand, "The attack on the city is not as good as a mountain and wild formation. If you are not careful, you will die without a burial place. Feng Mei should not go."

"That's it." Zhang Daoyuan, Wu Zhi and the other five people responded together. Wang Ren, who was stout, laughed twice, "Our general feels sorry for you, and if you leave, who will change the general's medicine? Do you think this is the case?"

"For the first time, I think this guy Wang Ren said something."

"Wang Ren's picture sometimes makes sense." "It's appropriate for Feng Mei to stay in the army. It's best to let us fighters go to the city wall."

Even though he entered the general's door, Feng Yi was still a girl. She was amused by everyone, and her face turned red. She reached out and pulled out the sword on her waist. "Believe it or not, my aunt cut you down." She said viciously, but in fact she felt happy. She occasionally glanced at the reckless man sitting on the chair.

"Since you are eager to fight, go there." Shi Bao looked at the city wall with his arms naked through the tent, gritting his teeth: "It's a pity that I can't kill that guy with my own hands. You don't have to go to too many people, otherwise I would think that Shi Bao was afraid of him. Zhang Daoyuan, Wu Zhi and Lian Ming took his troops to attack him once. I don't believe that all the county soldiers in Hangzhou were attacked by iron."

"The last order will be obtained"

Zhang Daoyuan and the other two were overjoyed. If they achieved one achievement this time, it would be a top achievement. Rumors were made in the army that the battle in Hangzhou might be the capital. By then, the three of them would have the awards to seize the city, and the rewards would naturally be much higher than the other twenty-four people.

So when he got the general, he was naturally excited to go out to order his own troops. Leng Gong and Wang Ren, who did not get the general, looked regretful.

"Brother Shi, do you want me to chase after me and warn them? The siege is dangerous, and Yang Zhi is not an ordinary person. I see that the three of them look proud on their faces, and they are afraid they will suffer a great loss." Feng Yi looked to the curtain with a hint of worry on her face.

But Shi Bao waved his hand, got up and walked out of the tent, suddenly smelled the air outside, and felt much more happy. After waiting for a while, he said, "The three of them have good martial arts skills. Even if they are a little careless, they will not be defeated as long as the three of them join forces. In the morning, Li Tianrun sent a message to him that the 'Shenggong' had already captured Xiuzhou. It is estimated that he was on the way here. As long as Monk Deng came over, he would surround him from all directions and fight in Hangzhou. So the three of them went up today, just to consume the strength of the officers and soldiers in the city."

He looked at the city wall, "The city is broken, what do you do?"

"What should I do if the city is broken?"

Several people were tied up and knelt in front of the Hangzhou government office, surrounded by nearby people watching the fun. The people who were kneeling were the wealthy gentry who wanted to sneak out of the city in the morning. Now they were scared by the tip of the knife that was scratching the bridge of their noses, and looked at the men with ferocious expressions walking past them one by one, scolding them angrily.

"My soldiers in Hangzhou stick to the city wall every day, sleeping in the wind and drinking in the open and killing thieves, and always touching their heads on their shoulders. You sit in the big house, eat good wine and meat, and don't have to go to the city to fight desperately. I'm not satisfied? Half a month ago, the commander had informed you that you didn't want to leave. Now that you see Hangzhou surrounded, you want to leave. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world? What if the thief seized the city gate this morning, do you think you can hide?"

"ah"

Yang Zhi pressed the cold blade on Chen Dabao's face and patted it gently, "What should you do if the city is broken?"

The gentry, who had been so scared that he could not speak at all, staring at the tip of the knife swaying in front of him. A little further back, the prefect Du Shao came over and persuaded: "Commander Yang, let's just let it go, just punish and punish. After all, there is Cai Xiang standing behind Chen Dabao, so that he won't look good at the monk's face, so as not to be good at face in the future."

The man holding the knife ignored him, stared at Chen Dabao, and asked, "I can't answer if I ask you, right? That commander will tell you the answer."

"That's death!"

As he said that, he raised his knife and chopped it down.

The prefect Du hurriedly stepped forward and said loudly: "Commander Yang is not allowed."

Puff! The blood arrow shot out and touched the face of Magistrate Du, which scared his face as white as paper. He fainted immediately. Yang Zhi kicked the head of the person under his feet, turned around and spit out a mouthful of the unconscious person on the ground, "I used to be afraid of it, but now I'm afraid of a ghost."

Suddenly, drums rang like raindrops outside the city, and the streets became chaotic. The onlookers began to flee back to their homes in a hurry. Yang Zhi's face darkened, "They started to attack the city and we went back to the wall."

Before leaving, he ordered: "There are still a few people left to kill them, so that they can't hold grudges and do evil behind my commander."

Several factory guards responded, and after he left, he drew his sword to chop several people on the ground, and then asked the government servants to come over to wash the floor and drag the body away.

The clouds were like red gauze, and the light was hanging high. Below the city, the crowd of people wearing red scarves rushed over one by one, without any formation at all. The arrows roared into the sky like locusts, interspersed with the rain of arrows shooting out of the city walls, covering them, snaking and shooting, raising a large number of blood flowers, and the crowds under the city also fell on the way to charge.

Blood, sword light, soldier peaks, and red clouds gather together at this moment.

When Yang Zhi returned to the city wall, another round of siege began.
Chapter completed!