"General, there is a meander in the river not far ahead!" the sentry rider came to report, with excitement in his voice.

After hearing the news, Liu San nodded slightly and ordered calmly: "Go down here and rest where you are."

As a result, the huge and orderly army, as if commanded by an invisible conductor, slowly stopped its galloping pace. However, Liu San did not take this opportunity to rest. He led a team of a hundred people and quickly headed towards

Galloping away in the direction of the river meander.

Looking at the riverbed that had dried up due to severe drought, Liu San felt a ripple deep in his heart. He frowned slightly and thought to himself: Who is the guardian of this meander, who actually arranged his troops and horses here?

So, he led his team towards the city gate of Hequ. Seeing the flags flying on the city tower, Liu San couldn't help but nod secretly, praising the outstanding people who led the troops here.

"Go back!" Liu San decided not to alarm the enemy for the time being, so he issued the order to retreat.

Late at night, a mysterious cavalry team lurked quietly near the riverbed. Liu San stared at the city head of the river meander illuminated by faint lights in the distance, and secretly sighed: This man really has a strategy and is a rare general.

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He whispered an order to the people around him: "Act!"

Not long after, there was a cry of killing from the city. Liu San listened attentively. When the cry of killing gradually became fainter, he said in a deep voice: "Let the brothers be prepared!"

Everyone clasped the swords in their hands, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation. As a heavy gasp sounded, Liu San got on his horse and shouted with great passion: "Kill!"

Suddenly, three men and horses descended from the mountain like tigers, leaped high from the river bed, and everyone galloped towards the meander of the river. The wind was like lightning, like meteors in the night sky, streaking across the long night sky, heading straight towards the city.

The Ming army chasing them out of the city was beheaded before they could see the figures in front of them clearly. Blood spattered, and the battlefield was filled with a cruel atmosphere.

The general who was guarding the city immediately shouted: "Close the city gate!" The city gate was slowly closed under the huge mechanical force, but it was too late. Liu San's men and horses had already swept in like a violent storm.

"General, there are still our robes outside the city!" the sergeant reminded.

The general's eyes widened and he said with resentment: "If those bandits are allowed to enter the city, all of us will become dead souls killed by the sword. Close the city gate quickly!"

When Liu San saw the city gate gradually rising, he immediately urged his war horses, leaped up, and finally arrived in front of the city gate at the last moment when the city gate was closed.

Seeing this, the general who defended the city looked at the cavalry that had arrived at the city and couldn't help but lamented: "How careless."

He originally thought they were just ordinary bandits, so he asked his sergeants to train. However, he did not expect that he fell into the enemy's trap.

Hearing the commotion below the city, he shouted to the soldiers guarding the city: "It is a happy thing for a man to die in battle and be buried in horse leather! Kill!" The morale of the people soared.

As he spoke, he led everyone down from the tower, rushed into the crowd, and fought wantonly.

The city gate was violently knocked open, Liu San's men and horses rushed in, and a fierce street battle began. Liu San danced with a sword in his hand, like a ferocious tiger and leopard charging into the enemy group, with blood flowing everywhere and afterimages.

The generals and subordinates who defended the city also showed amazing fighting spirit and showed no intention of retreating.

The battle lasted from the cold night to the early morning, with both sides holding on to their last breath and fighting to the death.

Liu San met the general who defended the city. The general saw that Liu San was not an ordinary bandit. The general who defended the city couldn't help but asked: "Who are you?"

Liu San replied succinctly and firmly: "Rebels!"

Hearing this answer, Wang Lian looked up to the sky and smiled, mockingly saying: "What a rebel. I am Wang Lian, the chief minister of the imperial court. You bandits and bandits dare to call themselves rebels. It's really ridiculous!"

Liu San was not affected by his ridicule and rushed towards Wang Lian with his sword raised. The two men were extremely brave. After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, they still could not defeat each other. At this time, the Ming army was on the verge of collapse.

Wang Lian continued to fight Liu San desperately, even if he was injured in many places, he still wanted to tear a piece of flesh from Liu San's body.

Liu San seized the opportunity and stabbed Wang Lian in the chest with a knife, making his body covered with blood.

Liu San barely supported himself with a knife and made arrangements for entering the city. Finally, he walked to Wang Lian's body and said softly: "Bury him."

After these instructions, he was helped to treat his wounds.

Miao Mei waited patiently all night, but no one came. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "It's still like this after all, so I'll accept this city!"

After a night's rest, Miao Mei's rebel army was refreshed and high-spirited, but the Ming army was exhausted by the rioting people in the streets all night.

When the rebels rushed into the inner city like tigers descending the mountain, the Ming army was exhausted and unable to resist. The generals who defended the city had no choice but to kneel down and surrender.

Miao Mei then asked people to clean up the bloody battlefield and calm the frightened people. In the direction of Xingcheng, Wang Ziyong led two men and horses, quietly observing the Ming army flag that had been thrown down from the city by the rebels, and gave a calm order:

: "Enter the city!"

The illustrious military exploits of the rebels were quickly transported to the court. The court, which had just repelled the invasion of Jiannu, was also very lively at this moment. There was a lot of discussion in the court, as if a pot was exploding.

One side believed that the rebels were just a ragtag group, and that once the imperial army arrived, they would be able to defeat the rebel army with overwhelming force.

The other side believed that it was better to recruit the rebels than to annihilate them and let them serve the court, so as not to continue to ruin lives.

Both sides hold their own opinions and refuse to give in to each other.

Chongzhen sat on the dragon chair, frowning slightly as he looked at the two distinct sides in the court hall.

He knew in his heart that this was related to the fate of the country and the people's livelihood, and he could not make a decision easily.

He calmly said to the courtiers: "I believe that the power of God cannot be violated!" Hearing this, the courtiers in charge showed a proud smile on their faces.

However, as the emperor, Chongzhen was not entirely on the side of the main battle.

"But now that people's livelihood is in decline, it is not easy to use weapons rashly. I think it is better to let the local governments handle it on their own. After all, all the feudal towns that came to help Beijing have returned to their bases. It would be best for them to solve this matter."

"I obey the decree!" the courtiers replied in unison.
Chapter completed!