"Charge and kill!"

"Hit me hard. If you win, I will kill ten fat sheep tonight to reward my brothers!"

"Kill him, this tall, fair and tender man, for Madman Zhou, if you knock him over, you will be rewarded with a drop of money!"

In the camp of the Yan Army and the Han Army, the banner general Zhou Fugui led his men to "steal the credit" and actually grabbed the Xianbei people's heads. So the three Xianbei banner generals Wulansi, Baerhu, and Tuboyan were naturally angry and led their men to fight.

I will come back and want to get rid of the bad breath in my chest.

In the past, the Han people, whether they were generals or soldiers, were mostly submissive in front of the Xianbei people and did not even dare to say a word in rebuttal. How could they be like Zhou Fugui, who would fight to gain credit.

Wulansi, Baerhu, Tuboyan and others cannot swallow this bad breath no matter what.

So Ulansi, Balhu roared, tore open his clothes, revealing the black hair on his chest, without wearing a helmet, with disheveled hair, one person carrying a wooden stick, one horse leading the way, and two horses flying together, rushing to the front.

Tu Boyan wore a large helmet, put down his visor, and almost completely covered his face, leaving only his two eyes exposed. Following Ulan Si, Balhu rushed forward.

As the saying goes, take the lead and destroy everything. Whether the Xianbei people are fighting or fighting, the leader is usually at the forefront.

Ulansi and Balhu took the lead, and the two horses rushed forward, but they ran into a big man like a black tower. The big man didn't say anything, and swung his stick to hit Balhu's head. Balhu was caught off guard, and he hurriedly raised his head in fright.

Stick to parry.

The big man swung his stick and struck hard with great force. Everyone heard a loud "Bang!" sound. The two sticks struck each other. Balhu's arms were numb, his mouth was cracked, his arms were almost unconscious, and the long stick in his hand was broken.

After two cuts, the force of the big man's stick continued unabated and hit Baerhu's head. Baerhu was horrified. He tilted his head and the long stick hit his shoulder, knocking Baerhu to the ground.

Balhu, who was also a battle-hardened general, rolled on the spot and returned to his own team to avoid another fierce attack from the big man.

However, Baerhu rolled back in embarrassment, and the effect of leading by example was greatly reduced.

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"Kill!" When Balhu was fighting the big man, the flag general Wu Lansi jumped up with his strong body, raised his stick with both hands and hit the big man.

"Drink!" The big man knocked down Balhu. Seeing Ulansi's fierce attack, he neither parryed nor dodged. He shouted, holding the end of the stick with one hand, pointing straight at Ulansi's chest.

Now in mid-air, Wu Lansi was in a dilemma. It was difficult to get off the tiger, and it was difficult to land in the air.

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Because the big man held the end of the stick, the stick became longer, so Wu Lansi swung the stick and struck hard. Before hitting the big man, he was hit in the chest by the long stick in the big man's hand. This was almost Wu Lansi's own blow.

Delivered to your door.

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"Ah!" Wu Lansi was also a battle-hardened general, and his reaction was quick. He roared, swung his stick and changed direction, hitting the long stick pointed at him by the big man.

By breaking or knocking the long stick out of the big man's hand, Ulansi can fall to the ground safely. After landing safely, he can then fight with him.

But unexpectedly, the big man suddenly closed his stick, and Wulansi couldn't hold it back. The stick hit the ground hard, and with a "pop" sound, the long stick in Wulansi's hand broke into two pieces.

This time Wu Lansi landed safely. One end of the wooden stick that could be broken into two parts rebounded and hit Wu Lansi's forehead. Visible to the naked eye, a big green bump quickly grew on Wu Lansi's forehead.

Wu Lansi was hit so dizzy that he staggered back a few steps and sat down on the ground.

"Thief, how dare you make a sneak attack?"

When Balhu and Wu Lansi were fighting fiercely with the big man, Tu Boyan went around to the side of the big man and struck him with his stick. But as soon as Tu Boyan raised his stick, he heard an angry roar, and then the sound of the stick whirred.

The stick came at him, so he turned around in panic and ran away. As he ran, he looked back and saw another black man, carrying a stick, chasing after him.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"The white tiger flag is mighty!"

"Wonderful victory! Ten thousand victory! Ten thousand victory!"

As soon as the two sides met, Dian Meng, the forward of the White Tiger Banner, knocked down Baerhu. Two Xianbei Banner generals, Ulansi and Suoda on the flanks, forced Tu Boyan back. In fact, Tu Boyan had already become a frightened bird and scared him away.

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The morale of more than a hundred soldiers of the White Tiger Banner was immediately boosted. They shouted loudly and strode forward, fighting fiercely with six or seven hundred people from the Feijiu, Iron Fox, and Guantun Banners.

Although the White Tiger Banner has a small number of people, it fights in a very orderly manner, forming a formation, just like a bulldozer. Wherever it is pushed, people will be turned upside down. Although the Flying Eagle, Iron Fox, and Guantun Banners have many people, they all

It was a random fight, and they were no match for the White Tiger Banner. In addition, the three flag generals were beaten to the point where they no longer dared to take the lead. Therefore, the troops of the Three Banners were beaten to pieces by the White Tiger Banner and were completely defeated.

"Stop, stop it quickly! We are all brothers, why are we in such a hurry?" Arbu Gu, the commander of the Kokang camp, heard that the four banners in his camp were fighting, so he came with his men on flying horses. When he saw the chaotic scene, he

He shouted again and again: "That lunatic Zhou Fugui, why do you have to argue with him? If he wants someone, just give it to him! Zhou Fugui, little grandpa, can you stop first? Oops!"

Albu Gu shouted to stop, but everyone was indifferent, no one listened to him at all, and a wooden stick flew from nowhere, knocking Albu Gu off his horse.

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Because Zhou Fugui disturbed the situation, other camps of the Han army were also in chaos. Some people were trying to grab credit, some were taking advantage of the opportunity to retaliate, and some were taking advantage of the chaos to rob property. In short, it was a mess.

"Hereditary, what do you think?"

On a small slope in the Han army camp, Murong Bolie, the commander-in-chief of the Yan army, asked his aide Tang Qingsi.

The Han army's camp had already turned into a mess because of Zhou Fugui's interference. How could Murong Bolie and others, who personally led the troops to quell the chaos, not know this?

Murong Bolie didn't know what happened. He thought that someone was resisting the arrest, or even yelling at the camp, so he led his troops to try to quell the rebellion. It was obvious that they were only fighting among themselves because of grabbing credit, so Murong Bolie and others rebelled.

It was no longer peaceful, but he was watching the crowd beating each other with great interest on the small slope.

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"If you attack the left, attack the right and the center will respond. If you attack the center, the left and right will respond to each other. After attacking, the center will respond. Commander, look carefully. There are small formations within the big formations, and there are micro formations within the small formations.

The micro formation is composed of three people, who work together, and can attack and defend. Outside the large formation, there are small groups of people attacking, making it impossible for people to attack with all their strength. This formation is completely natural and impeccable." Tang Qingsi sighed after hearing this.

: "This man is a general, but he is overqualified for leading a banner! But there is one thing that is really difficult for me to understand?"

"Haha, this troublesome foal among the horses..." Murong Bolie couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "What's so hard to understand about hereditary?"

"This man is so young, and he is from the countryside of Youzhou, right?" Tang Qingsi replied after hearing this: "Where did he learn such skills? Or is he a gifted person?"

"No matter how exquisite the formation is, it can't beat our Great Yan Iron Cavalry!" Murong Kang, the son of the right virtuous king Murong Wang of the Great Yan Kingdom and General Xuanwei, was unhappy when he heard this and glanced at Murong, who was also watching Zhou Fugui's fight attentively.

Huiying took one look and said.

Murong Kang was less than thirty years old and became the fifth-rank Xuanwei general of the Yan Kingdom. This was mainly due to Murong Wang's prestige. As the eldest son, Murong Kang was favored by the court. However, it was also due to Murong Kang's literary talent and military strategy. Murong Kang's since

When he was young, he loved Chinese studies and was well-read in Chinese books. When he grew up and joined the army, he was also brave and good at fighting, and made many military exploits. His Baibo Army became a powerful force in the Yan Kingdom.

Although Murong Bolie didn't express any praise, his expression was quite admiring of Zhou Fugui.

Murong Kang can be said to be a young talent from the Yan Kingdom. At this moment, when he heard Murong Bolie and Tang Qingsi praise a Han Chinese, and even praised him in front of Murong Huiying, he felt unhappy.

In Murong Kang's eyes, besides himself, who else in the world dares to call him a young talent, a brave general on the battlefield, a general, etc.?

"What the Crown Prince said is that our cavalry of the Great Yan Kingdom is unmatched in the world." Tang Qingsi nodded and said in agreement: "The warriors under the Crown Prince are all brave and good warriors, and they are beyond the reach of others!"

"Haha, Tang Zhonglang is so full of praise!" Tang Qingsi praised him very much, and hinted that Zhou Fugui was far inferior to Murong Kang. Murong Kang was very satisfied just now, and after smiling proudly, he used the opportunity to speak to urge his horse.

He got closer to Murong Huiying. Murong Huiying frowned slightly, but she did not avoid him.

"The cavalry is not omnipotent." Murong Bolie glanced at Murong Kang and said calmly: "If we go to this water town in the south of the Yangtze River, it will be difficult to win with only the cavalry. We need to rely more on the infantry and boat divisions.

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Tang Qingsi's official position was Yan Liubaishi's Wuganzhonglang. Hearing this, he smiled and nodded in agreement with Murong Bolie's words.

"My uncle's words, my nephew has learned a lesson." Murong Kang nodded and said: "My father sent his army south, advancing with infantry divisions, outflanking the cavalry on both sides, and attacking the fortress with a trick attack by the boat divisions.

The enemy's strength is as strong as a broken bamboo, and the rebel army of the Southern Dynasties has been routed thousands of miles away, and there is no one who can match it!"

Murong Kang meant to compliment Murong Bolie, but behind the scenes, he hinted that Murong Bolie was far inferior to Murong Wang, which made Murong Bolie secretly angry.

"Captain, this is enough," Tang Qingsi then said to Murong Bolie.

Tang Qingsi's words have two meanings. The first is that Zhou Fugui and others are just making trouble, and they cannot continue to make trouble, otherwise it will cause a roar and it will be difficult to deal with; the second is to persuade Murong Bolie not to have to fight with Murong Kang.

This self-proclaimed man is worried.

Murong Bolie nodded in agreement, then waved his hand and ordered his troops to go to quell the chaos.

Murong Bolie and Murong Wang were ranked as the left and right virtuous kings of the Yan Kingdom, and whether they were Yan or Xia, the left was respected, so Murong Bolie slightly surpassed Murong Wang, and Murong Wang also held the throne of the Yan Kingdom.

People with high authority are also people with outstanding military exploits, so Murong Wang was quite jealous. At this time, the two men led the army south and also wanted to compare with each other.

Although Murong Bolie quarreled with Murong Wang, he would not take his anger out on his junior.


Chapter completed!