Next to the flag with the character "Zhang".

The "Sushun" flag is flying.

Zhang Zhen stood up and looked at the Meng Yuan military camp ahead. With a sneer in his eyes, he said to Lu Yanxun: "As expected of a Meng Yuan man. The captain died in battle and did not choose to escape."

"But it's very wise. If they abandon the military camp and run away, they will be defeated by us. It will not be easy for us to break into the camp now."

Lu Yanxun shook his head slightly, showing a solemn expression.

"It's not easy. But it can be regarded as military training." Zhang Zhen has his own plan.

"Training troops?" Lu Yanxun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Sushun Wanhu was established by my father-in-law Hauge. Although it is called Wanhu, it is actually another division of power."

"There are five soldiers from one thousand households here. You go and mobilize the other five soldiers from one thousand households. They take turns to attack the Meng Yuan military camp. Use human lives to fill them. Send brothers to keep an eye on them. Whoever is brave and good at fighting will win.

Weak and timid. I want to promote those who are brave and good at fighting, and eliminate those who are weak and timid."

"Not limited to nobles. As long as he is brave and good at fighting. Even if he is a slave, I will promote him to become a hundred or a thousand households."

Zhang Zhen said.

"Yes." Lu Yanxun had already guessed it. He nodded calmly and rode off.

After watching Lu Yan's training, Zhang Zhen raised the horse in his hand and shouted: "My sons, surround the Meng Yuan camp and attack together. After we invade the Meng Yuan camp, I will kill pigs and sheep to reward you."

"kill!!!!!"

The five thousand households of Sushun's ten thousand households roared to death one after another, and led their troops to surround the Meng Yuan military camp first, and then attacked in turn.

Immediately, Lu Yanxun mobilized the remaining Sushun households and joined the attack.

Use ten times the force to besiege the enemy's camp.

But the fight was very average.

Zhang Zhen knew Sushun Wanhu very well. These soldiers were many warriors and were not afraid of death. However, they had no armor, sophisticated weapons, no formal training, and no military discipline.

Even their thousand households, hundreds of households, general banners, and small banners are all nobles.

However, the Mongolian soldiers were well-trained, and when surrounded on all sides, they all knew that defeat would lead to death. Under the leadership of the centurion, their combat effectiveness was also extraordinary.

"Stop them. Stop them. They're just a ragtag bunch."

"Kill them all."

The centurions and ten-centurions kept shouting loudly, commanding the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers to resist the waves of attacks from thousands of households in Sushun.

But having more people is also an advantage.

The key to having good soldiers is not to have many.

This is correct.

But not absolutely.

Hauge's prestige in the east is very low, but his prestige in his own tribe is not bad. He has been in charge of Sushun for many years.

His death in battle stimulated the Sushun people to a certain extent.

Zhang Zhen beheaded Zhu Changsong and stimulated the Sushun people.

The flag of "Yanhan" irritated Sushun people even more.

Coupled with the years of exploitation from top to bottom during the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, new and old grudges always broke out.

"Kill!!!!" Sushun warriors climbed up the ladder regardless of their own safety, brandished crude weapons, climbed to the camp gate, and were killed.

Deaths and injuries continued to occur, but the Sushun people seemed to be monsters who did not know what fear was, heading towards the Meng Yuan military camp, one after another.

Under the attack of countless ants, Meng Yuan, the jackal, finally fell.

"Ahhhh!!!!" When the camp was breached, no matter how strong the Meng Yuan soldiers were, they couldn't help but panic, and were immediately overwhelmed by countless Sushun soldiers, screaming and falling

In a pool of blood.

"It's so powerful." Red Ghost Hou Qimin stood on the city wall, watching the war from the beginning to the end, and finally let out a sigh.

The banner of Yan Han.

The nephew of the King of Han.

A warrior who is not afraid of death.

Sushun's army, in the hands of Hauge, was completely different from that in the hands of Zhang Zhen.

Then, Qimin became more confident, with a smile on his face. It can be done. It can be done.

Under the coordination of the King of Han and the command of Zhang Zhen, we will surely set off a storm in the Mongolian territory and finally enter the Han Dynasty.

"That's great."

Jin Tie clenched his fists with excitement on his face. Although Hauge died, Zhang Zhen rose up. The most important thing is.

I have a new master, and a more powerful master.

It's really great.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

"This is mine."

"This is mine."

"Damn it. You actually stabbed me with a knife?"

"What's wrong with you? This is mine."

With the strength of Wanhu, they attacked the military camp of the Thousand Commanders and broke into the Meng Yuan barracks at a heavy cost of casualties. When the Mongolian soldiers were no longer visible under the eyes, Sushun Wanhu's internal fighting began.

broke out.

The battle between Qianhu and Qianhu.

The fight between hundreds of households.

The battle between soldiers and soldiers.

The armor, weapons, baggage, grain, grass, and war horses left by the Meng Yuan people. Sushun households fell into chaos visible to the naked eye, and even started killing each other.

On the city wall.

The smiles on the faces of Qi Min, Jin Tie and the other tribal leaders immediately disappeared. They looked at this scene with solemnity and embarrassment.

Then, they looked back at the warriors of their own tribe on the city. They fell into self-doubt again.

Can we really compete with Meng Yuan?

Zhang Zhen, Lu Yanxun and the Han soldiers under their command united around the banner. The Han soldiers looked with disdain at the thousands of households in Sushun who were in chaos.

Zhang Zhen and Lu Yanxun's expressions were very calm, without any signs of surprise.

"Pass this order from my general. All Qianhu households will lead their own soldiers and withdraw from the Meng Yuan military camp. No one is allowed to snatch armor or weapons. All armor and weapons obtained will be discarded in the military camp."

"Gather the Han soldiers."

Zhang Zhen had a cold look on his face and gave the order.

"Yes." A Han soldier responded and immediately rode down to deliver the order.

Zhang Zhen's prestige is not low now, and he is the legitimate leader of Sushun. However, the effect of executing his military orders is average.

Some thousands or hundreds of households, after receiving the order, soldiers led their troops to withdraw from the Meng Yuan military camp. However, there were still quite a few people gathered in the Meng Yuan military camp and unscrupulously snatched the spoils of war.

The Sushun Wanhu soldiers sent out by Zhang Zhen gathered aside. Then they gathered the Han soldiers, raised their horses, and coldly ordered: "Charge into the barracks and kill!!!!"

"Kill them until they stop."

"Capture Qianhu, Baihu, Zongqi, Xiaoqi and other officers."

"yes."

Lu Yanxun waited for the Han soldiers to respond loudly, then organized a formation and rushed into the Meng Yuan military camp.

"What is he going to do?!!!!"

Qi Min, Jin Tie and others looked at Zhang Zhen in stunned silence, and then a cold air emerged in their hearts, and then spread throughout their bodies, making them feel cold all over.

There's something wrong with this formation.

Could it be?!

Is this kind of killing okay?
Chapter completed!