Zhang Jin stopped the horse and the war horse under him stood up and made a "同" sound.

"Hahahahaha. It's so easy."

After the war horse stood firm, Zhang Jin placed the horse spear across his back and let out a series of generous laughter.

"Don't be handsome. Chase up. How much can you kill?" Wu Nian looked around and a clever soldier led his horse up. He climbed onto the saddle, rolled over the horse with agile force, held a steel knife, and rode his horse forward.

Dragon and horses followed closely behind.

Zhang Jin's laughter came to an abrupt end, no, and he was so proud that he quickly clamped his horse's belly with both feet and galloped forward.

The soldiers of Beishan Fort also had a great morale and rushed forward with a scream.

Both sides chased and fled, chased for about a mile, and killed dozens of Zhang half of Zhang. Zhang Cheng's three hundred men were only 150 or 60.

They ran forward like a broken dog, hating their parents to death, so why did they give birth to two legs for themselves?

Those three killing gods were really terrible.

"Stop." Wu Nian rode on the horse and looked far away, suddenly frowned, raised his right hand, and ordered loudly.

The soldiers at Beishan Fort were really a mob. Although Wu Nian gave the order, they were still messy for a long time. Zhang Jin, Long Qi, was much calmer, immediately stopped and looked up with Wu Nian.

On the horizon ahead, a small black dot appeared.

It is half of Zhang's large army.

"Be careful, let's see how good the commander is, Zhang Bu is." Wu Nian is brave, not reckless, with a solemn look in his eyes. He turned to Zhang Jin left and right and left, and said.

"Um."

The two nodded together and watched the situation.

Zhang Cheng was stunned.

He did not fight with Zhang Jin at all. He saw Zhang Jin holding a horse spear in his hand and entering a deserted place in the military formation. Zhang Cheng knew it was over.

Generals are not real enemies of thousands of people, and they have never been that kind of person.

However, the power that a brave general can exert in such a level of fighting is really too strong.

Seeing Zhang Jin's figure, Zhang Bu's figure appeared in his mind. When he was on the battlefield, Zhang Bu looked like this.

Brave, strong, invincible.

When he realized his reaction, his troops had collapsed all over the line. He could only go north with the defeated army.

His heart was so cold that he made a military order to Zhang Bu before he left the battle.

If you lose, you will die.

What should I do?

Soon, Zhang Cheng met Zhang Bu standing in line.

Under the banner of the "Zhang" character, Zhang Bu rode a horse with a spear, and the expression on his face did not look too much anger.

Zhang Cheng was delighted.

"I am the same clan as him, and he should spare me."

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng was three points more courageous, and quickly went there immediately, bowed to Zhang Bu and said, "Brother, Wu Nian attacked me while I was unprepared. Please give me a chance, I want..."

Zhang Cheng's voice came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Bu stabbed the horse spear in his hand expressionlessly, and the spear pierced Zhang Cheng's neck to the opposite end. Zhang Cheng looked at Zhang Bu in disbelief, his mouth moving, as if he wanted to say something, but he could no longer make a sound.

Zhang Bu pulled out the horse spear in his hand, and Zhang Cheng's majestic body shook slightly, landed on the ground, making a dull sound.

When the defeated army saw Zhang Cheng being killed, they immediately trembled and knelt on the ground, without saying anything, but kowtowed.

"When you fight, you charge forward, kill your heads, and spare your lives. If you don't have a head, I will kill you."

Zhang Bu's eyes opened, and his eyes looked like ice, which was so cold that it was bone-cold.

"yes."

The soldiers were instantly ignited their fighting spirit, then stood up and stood in front of the team, facing the soldiers and horses of Beishan Fort, with pairs of eyes, as hungry as if they had not eaten food for three days.

If you can't kill the head, you will have to die. Who dares not fight to the death?

General Zhang Bu was strict and upright, with extremely strict military discipline. He was good at using troops, and just a small means, which doubled the combat power of the front army.

Wu Nian did not recognize Zhang Cheng, but guessed that Zhang Cheng was an important figure in the army. Zhang Bu stabbed Zhang Cheng to death with a spear and restrained the defeated army.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to look at the mob behind him. He guessed that even if the three of them and the four thousand military households behind him would fight together, Zhang Bu would probably be killed by Zhang Bu.

"There is only a dead end to fight hard, and act according to the plan." Wu Nian was also a decisive person. After greeting him, he pulled his horse back and returned to Beishan Fort.

Zhang Jin took a deep look at Zhang Bu and sent troops back with Long Qi. On the way, they took away the corpses of their brothers and wounded soldiers, and dragged away the corpses of enemy soldiers wearing armor.

The corpse is useless, and the armor is useful, but there is no time to touch the corpse and unarm it, so I can only drag it away with the corpse.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Nian led his troops into Beishan Fort, and the city gate closed with a bang. The military households put four bolts on them.

Wu Nian turned over and dismounted, raised his head and looked at Li Yong in front of him, and a thousand military households holding wooden sticks.

They have both men, women, young and old, and have no actual combat power, but they are good means of bluffing.

Wu Nian smiled and said, "We have defeated half of Zhang's three hundred forwards. Come up to the city and cheer."

"Oh oh oh!!!"

Li Yong showed a bright smile on his old face, raised the spear in his hand, and cheered loudly.

Then a thousand military households also raised the wooden sticks in their hands and cheered.

Immediately afterwards, under the organization of Li Yong, a thousand military households stood on the city wall.

This is a hundred households, and the city walls are extremely narrow. After a thousand military households stand on the top of the city, they are almost crowded.

They held the wooden sticks in their hands and kept hitting the city wall with the stick heads, shouting in an orderly manner.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The sound of killing soars into the sky, and the sound of joy moves into the valley.

At this moment, four strong military households pushed and pulled a flatbed cart and walked out with very old sergeant drums.

"Haha." Wu Nian smiled slightly, turned to the military household that was holding the door and ordered: "Open the city gate."

"Yes." The soldier responded, took off the door latch again, and opened the city gate with the rumbling sound. Wu Nian jumped onto the flatbed cart, took off the drumsticks on the left and right sides, and beat the war drum hard.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!!!!"

Four strong military households pushed and pulled the flatbed cart and carried him out of the city gate slowly.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!!!"

The drum sound was stirring, like the Yangtze River heading eastward, with endless momentum. Zhang Jin rode his horse out of the city gate again, raised his horse spear in his hand, and shouted: "I am Zhang Jin, Zhang Bu, Zhang Bu, do you dare to fight to the death with me?"
Chapter completed!