After its formation, the aristocratic family has developed to a peak stage. It has the ability to influence the military and political trends of a country.

They are intricately connected with each other, because of marriage and interest, so that you have me and I have you.

Therefore, the struggles between aristocratic families are often unable to be neat and straightforward. They often use conspiracy and tricks to end up with compromise.

In fact, any class in power is the same. At the beginning of the formation of aristocratic families, they have historical necessity. They originated from various schools of thought, shouldered the responsibility of various schools of thought to educate the world, and played a very huge role. But when they became the ruling class of society, they will change, and any class is the same. Once they have power, they want to permanently grasp power.

For the sake of the ages, they will compromise, both internally and externally. Even if they know that something should not be done, they must do it. Because their position and their interests determine their behavior.

As the first family in Yangnan Road, the Mu family has a rigorous family tradition and a innocent reputation, but the Mu family's actions still have to take into account the interests and views of the class they are in. Otherwise, they will betray the class and betray their own foundation.

Everyone has different ideas, and each family has different ambitions. It is the status quo that hinders each other and compromises each other.

Of course, this relationship of being unable to cut and chaotic and constraining each other is a good thing for Zhu Bingkun - although there is no big difference between being unable to cut and chaotic or being cut and chaotic or being cut and chaotic.

At midnight, Zhu Bingkun personally led 400 soldiers to rush for thirty miles in two minutes. Before the Yangshawan camp could react, he surrounded them.

Yes, the Yangshawan camp surrounded by 400 troops.

One hundred soldiers blocked the Cuiping Mountain Path behind the Daying, while Zhu Bingkun led the other three hundred soldiers to the main gate of the Daying.

"I first choose to start here. One is Jiangyang, the key to the eastward water and land of Yangnan Road, and the exit eastward. The other is because the troops in the Yangshawan camp obeyed the orders of the Mu family."

Zhu Bingkun turned over and got off the horse, and asked to call the enemy. He said to the left and right: "As far as the information found, the Mu family, as the first family in Yangnan Road, has a clean family tradition. The five thousand soldiers and horses in Yangshawan, which obeyed the Mu family, are the most elite troops in Yangnan Road, and can be used as soon as possible."

"We have too few troops and must expand as soon as possible. But the new recruitment requires time to practice." Zhu Bingkun looked at the camp that was rising up in the bright hall and said lightly: "The Mu family is innocent and can be used. Although the aristocratic family is corrupt, it is even more rare for those who are not stained with mud. The empire tolerate everything, and a mere Mu family can still tolerate it."

Only then did the people know Zhu Bingkun’s plan.

It is clearly intended to subdue the Mu family by subdueing the elite troops of the Yangshawan camp.

"No wonder the general did not launch an attack immediately."

How can a mere camp, not to mention the cliffs on the hillside, even if there are dangerous peaks, how can it block the elite soldiers of the Empire?

To put it bluntly, although the five thousand soldiers in Yangshawan are known as elite, with the ability of the armored soldiers, they can easily defeat and strangle them all with the ability of a hundred soldiers.

Zhang Zhaohu wore a hang and walked to the front wall of the camp with a blade. When he saw the fire, his heart sank. The night was heavy, and there were many figures under the steep slope of the village wall. The armor armed to his teeth reflected light, and I don’t know how many.

What really made Zhang Zhaohu uneasy was that these people took the initiative to call. If it were him, he would have launched an attack quietly and took the initiative to call. No matter what the intention was, there was only one reason, that was, he was enough confidence.

"I General Zhang Zhaohu, who is here? Let's sign up!"

Zhang Zhaohu pressed his knife and whistled.

The soldiers who called out the camp only more than ten steps away from the camp shouted: "The Great Xia soldiers are here, Zhang Zhaohu, quickly open the camp gate and surrender."

This sound of thunder shocked Zhang Zhaohu's blood turbulent energy and could not help but feel trembling: "Where did Daxia come from? Where did the heavenly soldiers come from?! How dare you speak wildly by the traitor! Come on, take my bow!"

Then he took the iron arrows from both sides and took them. Zhang Zhaohu opened his bow and took the arrow and shouted loudly: "Come on!"

A flash of light flashed slightly, and he was descending from a high place. With only one or twenty steps, the arrow suddenly arrived with a bang!

The soldier seemed to have not heard of it. When the arrow came to his eyes, he saw that one hand was lifted at some point. With a crack, he was pinching the arrow on his fingertips!

An explosive force exploded on the arrow. The armored soldier let out a light ejaculation, and a red flame-like blood spurted by, and the arrow instantly turned into powder and sprinkled on the ground.

Zhang Zhaohu shot out an arrow, using his true energy. He thought that even a top master in the world would be shot to death by him within such a short distance, but when he saw the soldier lightly and took the feather arrow, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Catch him."

Zhu Bingkun's voice was like falling from the sky, and the soldiers on the village wall were shaking. The soldier was ordered and kicked his feet. The man came to the village wall like a shell, and he was lightning-fire, and was facing Zhang Zhaohu's face with a knife!

The soldier ignored Zhang Zhaohu and let him cut it down with one knife. One hand came first, and a circle of air waves exploded with a bang, pinching Zhang Zhaohu's shoulders and pulling it in front of him.

Zhang Zhaohu felt that the fire on his shoulder was as hot as fire, and a force as strong as a knife instantly soaked his whole body, causing him to lose all his resistance. The sword light hit the armored soldiers' face and it was soft and had no lethality.

His heart was cold and confused.

...

The process of subduing the Yangshawan camp was easier than Zhu Bingkun expected. Zhang Zhaohu was captured, and the morale of the soldiers and horses in the camp was suddenly lost.

The soldiers were not elite enough. From Zhu Bingkun's eyes, it was possible to see the elite level of this soldiers. At least the Ming court in the former dynasty of Daxia was probably the only one in Grandpa Qi's Qi's army. Even Qin Liangyu, the white-rod soldiers of Qin's veteran general Qin were only one point away, even one point behind.

It is really because of the different environment in this world. After subduing this army, Zhu Bingkun already understood something.

There are so-called martial arts and true energy in this world. Most of the generals in the army are such masters. For example, Zhang Zhaohu, although he is not famous in the world, he is definitely a top-notch figure.

Once such a person is put on heavy armor, stepping on a war horse, and charging into battle, there will be a thousand enemies.

The army in this world relies heavily on the force of the general. Once the general is killed and captured, his morale will plummet. There is no way to not fall. Personal power plays a huge role in this world. There is a huge gap between powerful warriors and ordinary soldiers.

Once the general is lost to suppress it, ordinary soldiers are no match for them at all.

"True Qi..."

Zhu Bingkun looked at Zhang Zhaohu with great interest: "You show me and see."
Chapter completed!