"Listen to the brothers of Wuchang Army, the Zuo family father and son intend to rebel and assassinate our general. The crime is unforgivable! You are all good men, and you can retreat quickly to protect your lives! Whoever dares to be obsessed with and help the evil will be killed immediately..."

"Brothers of Wuchang Army, don't mislead yourself..."

On the dock, the model army had quickly launched its movements, and five or six thousand people had landed continuously, seizing favorable terrain, laying fortifications, and fortifications were fortified step by step.

The left army troops on duty here actually felt the aura of something going on, but Jin Shenghuan, Chang Deng and other main generals had been controlled by the Model Army. They did not dare to make a decision. How dare they face the edge of the Model Army that was terrifying the world?

It can only be retreating step by step.

"Master Zhang, how can this be a good life? The Model Army is so arrogant. If they move forward, we... are afraid that the leader will be lost..."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, please give me some advice..."

In just over ten minutes, the model army had firmly stood firmly around the dock and began to move forward on a large scale.

The left army members were anxious and came to a guerrilla on duty, Zhang, and asked him to make an idea.

However, Zhang Guerrilla had already sweated heavily and looked at the red crowd like a tide inexplicably. What other ideas did he have?

Although he was almost forty years old, he was used to the great storms. He finally stepped on countless corpses under his feet. This was the throne of guerrillas at this time. He had not experienced armed fighting within the Ming army, nor had he experienced killing good deeds.

He is not unfamiliar with some more vicious things.

Logically speaking, he has a lot of experience in facing this kind of scene.

Can……

The opponents in front of you are different.

In front of me, Xu Changqing, who really dared to fight with the Tartars and piled up the throne with the Tartars' heads.

How can this be compared with his previous opponents?

How can Xu Changqing and the Model Jun be unarmed poor people...

"Master Zhang..."

"Master Zhang..."

The crowd of thousands of generals around him were clamoring like ducks. Mr. Zhang finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "What are you talking about? Master Jin is not here, who can make this decision? Wait for the news from the general with peace of mind."

"this……"

Everyone couldn't help but feel speechless, and even Mr. Zhang didn't dare to make a decision...

However, although Mr. Zhang did not make a decision, at least he pointed out the way for everyone, and everyone was no longer too panicked. He hurriedly summoned his respective troops to retreat quickly to strictly avoid conflicts with the model army.

In this strange atmosphere, the model army quickly dispersed the left army troops around the dock, and had already taken absolute dominance over the dock and began to covet Wuchang City.

If God had a spirit, this scene would have been seen by He Renlong, Cao Wenzhao and others who had already passed away, and they would probably jump out of the coffin and vomit three liters of blood.

When did Zuo Jun and his group of people be so easy to bully?

...

On this side, Xu Changqing had already finished asking questions and brought the "Snow Daya" with the most beautiful girl to the dock.

Yukisa glanced around in confusion, and Fang felt terrified and speechless in her heart.

When she was in the small courtyard of the restaurant, she had already heard the noise outside. Who would have thought that the wise and powerful man in front of her was completely ignored and was still torturing her.

But that Grand Marshal Zuo is said to have an army of 500,000 or even 800,000.

What is this concept?

In their country, let alone wars of tens of thousands of people, even thousands of people are all epic and terrifying.

Although Yukiyosa was accepting Xu Changqing at that time, she was already a little desperate.

Because she couldn't even look at Xu Changqing...

What's even more terrifying is that in order to survive, for Goro and Haruko, she temporarily surrendered to Xu Changqing and violated her oath of loyalty to the Zuo family...

In this way, once Xu Changqing is defeated, they are destined to be dead...

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However, after seeing the scene in front of you, Yukiyosa suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong...

There are obviously not many people on Xu Changqing's side, and there are even very few people. But why did the left army troops who were originally aggressive and never take people seriously suddenly become so honest?

This was completely inconsistent with what she imagined.

What's going on?

Xu Changqing obviously didn't have time to pay attention to Yukiyosa's thoughts. He was taking action and looked at the towering Wuchang City Wall with great interest.

All of this in front of me was expected.

Xu Changqing has been ups and downs in this era for nearly ten years. Who are the people of the Zuojun?

It’s just a group of mobs who bully the weak and fear the strong, and are only capable of being in the nest!

If they really dared to resist the Model Army and resist his majesty of Xu Changqing, Xu Changqing would not mind and immediately let them understand what kind of treatment the Tartars have been facing over the years!

"boom!"

At this time, a shrill sound of cannons suddenly came from the direction of Wuchang City Gate.

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves!

This immediately shocked both sides and was filled with noise.

Fortunately, the two armies maintained a safe distance of nearly 200 steps at this time, but they did not cause any accidents.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom..."

After a moment, there was another fire of cannons on the city gate, and then, many flags suddenly appeared, and many figures climbed to the top of the city.

"The Grand Marshal is Zuo Liangyu's handsome flag!"

Wang Xi's eyes were very good, so he recognized it immediately.

Xu Changqing soon saw the highest flag, which was Zuo Liangyu's "General of Punishing the Thieves".

At the core of many flags, there is an old man wearing golden armor and a golden helmet.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xu Changqing's mouth. Zuo Liangyu, the old dog, could not help it. He waved his hand and said, "Bring Zuo Menggeng here."

"yes!"

Soon, Zuo Menggeng was brought up. When he saw his father and commander Zuo Liangyu coming to the city, he obviously looked like he had been wearing it. He couldn't help but close his eyes in pain.

Why is his father so confused? He actually chose to be a tiger and wolf like Xu Changqing. Isn't this... seeking death...

Unfortunately, he can't do anything at this time...

Xu Changqing smiled and looked at the painful Zuo Menggeng and said, "Young Marshal, it seems that Ling Zun doesn't want to give me Xu Changqing face."

“…”

Zuo Menggeng wanted to say something, but after all, he didn't say it, and he lowered his head and remained silent.

"Xu Changqing, do you want to rebel? Why did you imprison my young marshal for no reason and besiege my Wuchang City? Who gave you this right?"

"Xu Changqing, you are too arrogant. My general will definitely write to the court for your book..."

At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from the city gate, pointing directly at Xu Changqing.

The model army suddenly became commotion.

The Zuo Jun outside the city was also a little panicked.

What does this mean?

What are you really going to do with the Model Jun...

Xu Changqing couldn't help but feel a touch of playfulness at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Zuo Menggeng and said, "Young Marshal, Ling Zun is worthy of being a hero, he is a little angry."

"Marty..."

Zuo Menggeng wanted to explain, but hesitated for a moment, and then turned into silence and lowered his head.

It’s just that the pain in the eyes has been turned into substance.

On the top of Wuchang City.

Zuo Liangyu has a golden helmet and a golden armor, a treasure knife hangs on his waist, and a bright red cloak is still behind him, allowing the river wind to blow it.

He squinted his eyes, and a strand of white hair on his forehead was sometimes blown up by the river wind, and he carefully looked at the model army battle formation.

After all, he is an old fried dough stick among the old fried dough sticks. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has created the foundation in front of him by himself. Zuo Liangyu's vision is naturally fine.

Although the Model Army was not many at this time, I was afraid that it would not be tens of thousands, no matter how regular the formation was, it was still the same.

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If you are motivated, you are definitely not a mortal. No wonder they dare to always claim to be the "No. 1 Army in the World" and dare to fight the Tartars.

"Oh."
To be continued...