Please ask me to be the emperor

Weapons that are too heavy are useless most of the time and will only consume your little physical strength.

However, when you really use those heavy weapons, it is a nightmare for those heavily armored soldiers.

According to common sense, heavy armored soldiers on the battlefield are very difficult to deal with.

Often a group of people would sit around and knock for a long time, but they couldn't do anything to each other.

But this is not the case for Zhang Sanbai, who is born with supernatural power. The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand seems to be made for breaking armor.

With a heavy weight of twenty kilograms, he could hit someone with a swing, let alone stab or slash.

The thick iron armor was like paper under the chopping and piercing of his three-pointed two-edged sword.

Those Hou Jin elites were also raised by their mother's biological father, and they must not have three heads or six arms. When they fought against the Ming army in the past, they relied on their thick armor and were quite brave.

Now that they met someone who was more ruthless and brave than them, they vented their anger and were naturally chased around.

"It turns out that the Tatars are nothing more than this!" At this moment, Zhu Shichang, who was ordered to resist Zhang Sanbai, saw the Tatars in this state, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Quick, quick, the 'three-eyed thieves' are coming. Stop them!" Seeing Zhu Shichang rushing over, the panicked Ma Zhan couldn't help but ordered quickly.

"Slave, take orders!" When Zhu Shichang saw his master being so polite to him, he immediately straightened his back and felt confident, and quickly led his soldiers to stop him.

"Who are you? You dare to stop me!" Zhang Sanbai, who was wearing double armor and panting from exhaustion, shouted loudly when he saw Zhu Shichang.

"You wish grandpa is here, come and die soon!" Zhu Shichang couldn't help but said with shame.

"Oh?" Zhang Sanbai took the opportunity to take a breath, glanced at him and said, "It turns out he is a dog slave. Stop barking here and call the master to come out and kill him!"

"To be honest, I have seen a fox pretending to be powerful like a tiger, but this is the first time I have seen a fox pretending to be powerful like a rat!"

"Hahaha!" As soon as Zhang Sanbai said these words, everyone immediately burst into laughter.

"How dare you, thief!" Zhu Shichang's face turned red with shame at Zhang Sanbai, and he couldn't help but become angry and rushed to kill him.

"Oh, am I wrong?" Zhang Sanbai asked expressionlessly, then split Zhu Shichang's weapon with a knife.

"It's useless to talk too much. You can see the truth behind your hands!" Zhu Shichang saw that he couldn't speak to him, so he refused to answer him any more.

"It's you who spoke rudely, and it's you who said more useless words. You said all the good things about feelings!" Zhang Sanbai was so unreasonable that he immediately choked and made Zhu Shichang feel embarrassed and fussy, and his marksmanship gradually became lax.

This mess didn't matter, Zhang Sanbai immediately spotted the flaw.

He couldn't help but hit the gun with his knife, three times in a row, which made Zhu Shichang's arm numb and his fingers so weak that he could hardly hold it.

If you defend for a long time, you will lose, so Zhu Shichang couldn't help but shoot back.

Zhang Sanbai couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw him, and rushed forward to meet him. He was stabbed in the side.

When Zhu Shichang saw this, he was happy at first, and then surprised.

It turned out that although the shot hit, it was not strong enough to cause fatal damage to Zhang Sanbai.

Zhu Shichang was panicking and was about to retreat, but unexpectedly, his legs and feet hurt, so he didn't retreat. Instead, Zhang Sanbai bullied him forward and slashed his neck with a knife.

"Ah!" Zhu Shichang screamed, couldn't help but abandon his spear, and grabbed Zhang Sanbai's three-pointed two-edged knife.

It turned out that Zhang Sanbai's knife penetrated Zhu Shichang's neck guard with the side blade and severed his aorta.

The blood splashed everywhere, as if it was free of charge.

Zhang Sanbai disliked him for soiling his shirt, so he stepped forward and kicked him away, and ordered without looking back: "Cut it off, and it will be recorded as merit!"

"Zhu...Zhu Shichang is also dead!" Nama Zhan saw it and couldn't help but retreat. He quickly retreated.

He was just a kid in his twenties, how could he see such a scene?

The general was so courageous that it didn't matter if he retreated. The Houjin front, which was originally in danger, suddenly collapsed as if a string had been broken.

"Hurry, run away for your life, the 'Three-Eyed Thief' has killed General Zhu again!" Hou Jin's soldiers, who were already suffering from liver and gallbladder injuries, began to run around and scream.

The rebel army also rushed in through the gap opened by Zhang Sanbai. After a while, the Jin camp was a sea of ​​fire.

"It's over, it's all over!" Daishan had been fighting for most of his life and was struggling to hold on. When he heard the shouts behind him, he turned around and cried sadly.

"Master, let's go, let's go!" The loyal slave had already hurriedly pulled Daishan.

"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Master, please change your clothes quickly and escape with your life, so that you can avenge this hatred someday!"

"Okay, okay, okay, you are all good slaves!" Dai Shan burst into tears when he heard this, and quickly changed clothes and armor with the slaves.

Those slaves wore his armor and took his banner to kill in one place, while Daishan himself was escorted by hundreds of slaves in uniforms and killed along the river to the south.

"This...is this a win?" Just as Zhang Sanbai entered the Houjin camp, Zu Dashou looked at the current battle situation with a blank expression, unable to believe his eyes.

He led his 7,000 Liaodong soldiers and 6,000 elite troops from Luo Xiangqian and Wu Sangui to attack Daishan for more than an hour, but the outcome had not yet been decided. As a result, the Tatar camp was breached head-on by Zhang Sanbai?

In fact, this was because Zu Dashou overestimated his opponent. The three thousand people under Dai Shan's command were all elite men wearing red flags, so they could last for a while.

The soldiers and horses of Ma Zhan, Zhu Shichang and others were not much stronger than the rebels, and they were repeatedly bombarded by the rebel artillery. They were already on the verge of collapse.

If Duduo hadn't arrived in time with his army and gave them a "wave of blood", I'm afraid the war would have been settled long ago.

"Failed by one piece of work, failed by one piece of work!" Just as Zhang Sanbai rushed into the Houjin camp, Duduo, who had just arrived at the bank of the Taizi River and was looking at the ocean with sighs, couldn't help but let out a cry of reluctance.

Zhang Sanbai was too decisive. Just when the rebels discovered the movement of the main force of the post-golden army, they launched a full-scale attack.

Under this huge gamble, the speed of Hou Jin's main force could not catch up with the speed of the rebel army's charge, so the fate of Daishan's seven or eight thousand troops was already doomed.

Seeing helplessly the soldiers and horses on the other side being slaughtered by the rebels, and having an army of 40,000 in vain, with no way to do anything, Duduo couldn't help but feel angry, and ordered a decisive battle with the rebels.

"Your Majesty, no, absolutely no! The Lord must not be angry and raise an army, and the general must not be angry and cause enemies!" The people around couldn't help but hurriedly advised.

"Now I only have this piece of property in the Houjin Kingdom. If I throw it away easily, what will happen to the country?"

"Then what do you want me to do? What should I do? Do you want me to watch my soldiers being slaughtered!" Duduo became even more furious.

"Your Majesty, we are outnumbered. Even if we let them win a battle, what will happen?" Someone had already suggested.

"The top priority is to pick up the remaining soldiers and wait until the next day to fight again!"

"Okay, I want to see what this 'Three-Eyed Thief' is capable of, dares to kill my Manchurian elite!" Duduo glanced at the battlefield opposite and said harshly.