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Chapter 680

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and sharp-eyed refugees can already see the "official army" coming towards them. A cold sense of fear swept quickly like a tide. The officials in front of them are far stronger than ordinary people. The Ming Dynasty has not seen such a strong soldier in many years? It should be said that there are not many heroes who are more than eight feet tall in history books to form an army - let alone these refugees. The most common ones they see are refugees who are about as thin as themselves. The government troops they see are not much better than them, and they all look malnourished. Now the government troops who are walking towards them are tall and big, and look like a city wall from a distance.

If Bo Fu's subordinates have normal human eyes, nose, mouth and ears, there is nothing special about them. For example, eyes are under the nose, mouth and ears are all normal human facial features. Moreover, many of them have combined some handsome and resolute faces because of their profound and distinct facial features. However, these faces make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts without exception... Let's not talk about some guys who don't look like human faces even though their facial features are correctly combined... Their faces directly make people feel fear and their "non-human" nature - among them, Bo Fu is the most humane one... He does not make people feel that he is "non-human" aura, but instead feels that this person is really a peerless general, and that wine, sex, wealth and energy are not good.

The front army formed by refugees was already in chaos. Facing the vicious officers and soldiers in front of them who seemed to have come out of the New Year pictures, the three thousand hungry people had already begun to retreat, but because the supervision team in the rear immediately cut off a few heads, the group of guys could barely maintain the front line. As the distance got closer, the inhuman height, strength and aura of the guys under Bo Fu made the nerves of the farmers who barely maintained the front line tighter. Finally, they threw one of the two maces in their hand on a short meat pier, flew over a distance of dozens of meters and smashed into the opposite crowd to death. The farmers finally collapsed.

They have no bows and arrows - it is useless for cannon fodder to equip them with bows and arrows. They have no armor - how can important military supplies be wasted on miscellaneous soldiers. The only thing they have is the kind of death aura arising from hunger and oppression. Under normal circumstances, they will not care about their lives. Only after they have won the opposite army, they have the opportunity to be selected into the peasant army and obtain some timely distributed food and grass that can at least survive... Before that, they could only occasionally obtain a little bit of food that could barely hold the lives of the strongest among them.

Originally, if they were facing ordinary Ming troops, they could at least entangle the Ming army formation with sacrifices that were not afraid of death, so as to win the retreat or detour for the peasant army brigade behind them. However, they were facing the inhuman Bo Fu army troops. The chaotic aura that unconsciously emitted by those guys had already destroyed the morale of the peasant army vanguard. When the first person fell, the refugee finally collapsed.

The refugees who fled everywhere had a terrifying ability to move - they could not see that they were still hungry and were hungry the moment before. They broke the formation of the peasant army behind like a tide, completely ignoring the slashing and killing of the supervising team. As a result, the entire Peasant Army Datian Er's troops, which had tens of thousands of people, collapsed like an avalanche... They cried and shouted, saying that Bo Fu had some words he didn't understand, and tried his best to squeeze out others, trying to escape as far as possible, as fast as possible...

"What are they saying? Heavenly soldiers and generals are evil ghosts? Alas, I still can't understand this dialect." Bo Fu sighed. As for his subordinates, they still waved their maces and "chasing" behind them. To say that the refugees who died in their hands were not as good as the ones they killed each other, Bo Fu seemed to have only a hundred people who died under the maces of these people - they were still people who ran slowly or had their bodies collapsed. And at least two thousand people who trampled on each other and killed each other.

Later in this day, the peasant army of Datian Er could no longer be called an army - they were just a group of refugees without goals, without organizations, and were in danger... All their supplies had been lost, most of them could be collected without weapons, almost all the cannon fodder like the weak, women and children were lost. The only thing they could fight was Datian Er who ran one step ahead and dozens of his confidants - at least they had mounts and weapons... Now the only thing they could do was to quickly retreat and look for Luo Rucai's camp to take in.

Bo Fu and his friends captured thousands of strong men. At first, no one remembered to surrender. Their only thought was to run away. The further away from the evil ghosts, the better! Until later, a few women and children could not run away. When they knelt down and kowtowed, they were not beaten to death by the evil ghosts. Therefore, more and more people fell to their knees and surrendered on the ground after seeing it. And after their initial fear passed, they remembered that the army was defeated and where should they go to seek food. I think this official army won the battle and accepted the surrender of women and children instead of cutting the heads on the spot like other officials. I guess this official army is somewhat human, so after obtaining the supplies of the second division of Datian, he can give some things to the surrendered prisoners...

But Bo Fu never thought about this at all. To be honest, he had no idea about captives - who would regard these elderly, weak, women and children, and hungry people as fighters? At least in Bo Fu's eyes, they were at most alive proteins. Nothing else counted. And the supplies obtained by Datian Er were actually not much - these rough guys did not carefully clean the battlefield, and they just dragged the big carts on the road on the battlefield to run away - and because there were no camel beasts, those guys even went barefoot to pull the big carts and ran away. The heads on the ground did not harvest much, and Bo Fu ordered the surrendered men and women to collect the broken swords and swords on the battlefield. Then they had to chop the dead man's heads and collected them. In the end, there were almost two thousand heads piled on the big cart, and more than ten carts were dragged.

Great merit! Of course it is great merit! Ningwu Mansion caused a sensation! Shanxi sensation! After beheading two thousand levels of level, the thousand households of Ningwu Mansion were now shaking - not only him, Ningwu County Magistrate, Shanxi Governor and even the Supervisor Xuanda all had their own achievements in planning. The emperor had a rare extra bowl of rice, and the commendation order naturally came down quickly - in the whole of Shanxi and Henan, there was a great victory, of course, it was a big blow to the big blow. But the reward was... in name, but in fact, there were also, but when Bo Fu came, there were only ten taels of silver left... but the documents that reported the merit also listed Bo Fu as a great merit - a person who was so conscious and tactful, he didn't care at all about Shangguan sharing his chopping

Everyone likes subordinates who lost their heads and achievements. Naturally, Bo Fu has been promoted to several levels. If he is in terms of official rank, he can also claim that he is a third-rank military officer of the Ming Dynasty. The original Ningwu Guard Office was promoted to the capital to wait for office. To be honest, this guy no longer wants to stay in Shanxi. His biggest wish is to use the family property he has accumulated over the years to go to Jiangnan to spend time. The current Ningwu Qianhu is Bo Fu... According to the Ministry of War roster, he should have three thousand soldiers, but now the Ministry of War has no money. The military salary of the garrison has not been seen for several years, so everyone knows these three thousand people, just try to pull the men and scrape the land. Anyway, as long as you fool the officials who have come to the Ministry of War to investigate and reconnaise the soldiers.

Bo Fu did not move to Qianhu Station. He opened a large furnace on the barren mountain. The inhuman guys moved stones like cattle and horses to build houses, and then dug a large hole from the mountain to obtain the mines. Shanxi is already a lot of coal, and small iron ores are everywhere without considering the cost of labor and quality. The luckiest thing is that Bo Fu also seized so many broken iron weapons, although they only weighed one thousand pounds after they were piled together... The huge leather blower kept stimulating air into a red tube, and the heated air was poured into the furnace. The white steel water in the furnace fluttered a red light. This furnace of steel was about thirty or forty tons, and Bo Fu was about to open a few furnaces and it would be over. These steels will be used to cast the weapons and armor of these guys. After all, it will take some time and procedures to make the casted things truly "usable".


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