Wei and Jin cooks

It was already late at night when Zhao Hanzhang and the others arrived in Xiping, but there were still loud shouts of killing in Wubao, and the fire lit up half the sky.

Zhao Hanzhang and the others touched it, and when they got closer, they discovered that the beans near Wubao and some rice that had not been harvested in time were burning.

There is not much rice grown here, mostly wheat, and the rest are various beans and melons. It is the autumn harvest at this time. If the fire goes down and the autumn wind blows, basically all the beans in the field will be gone. Ruined, not to mention rice.

Zhao Hanzhang felt distressed just looking at it, let alone the people on Wubao.

So the people on the Wubao threw stones down and shouted insults. Many obscene words that Zhao Hanzhang had never heard floated in the fields for a long time.

Zhao Hanzhang's eyes fell on the two flags, and he followed the flags to find a strong man not far away.

He was tall and very conspicuous among the thin rebels. He was staring at the Wubao not far away.

After fighting for a day, they were already exhausted, but they couldn't stop. He knew that the other party was even more tired.

His eyes were full of excitement, he drew his sword, shouted to the sky, and regrouped the rebel army, "They can't hold it anymore. As long as they enter the Wubao again, the entire Wubao will be ours. Look at this fertile soil, look at this The towering fortress contains countless grains and gold and silver treasures. All the people are rushing towards me."

Zhao Hanzhang saw the crumbling Wubao gate covered with red bloodstains and the corpses piled under the city wall, and knew that they had once invaded Wubao.

"They can't hold it anymore," Zhao Hanzhang looked at the frequency of counterattacks on Wubao and whispered: "Now, at this time, it is the most tiring time of the day. They have been fighting for another day. Both mentally and physically, they have reached the level of reached the limit.”

With her sharp ears, although she was far away, she could still vaguely hear Shi Le mobilizing the rebels to launch the final attack.

She clenched the spear in her hand and said, "I can't wait for them anymore. Let's disturb them first and delay their general attack."

Fu Tinghan said: "There are only fifty-two of us. We cannot go deep and can only pass through from the side."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and said: "I know, you take two people to stay here, and I will take them there."

Fu Tinghan grabbed her and said, "I'll go with you."

"You stay here and keep an eye on me. If you get caught in a dumpling, remember to give us a warning."

When Fu Tinghan thought about it, it was true. After all, it was his first time to fight in a war. What if he accidentally made dumplings?

He let go of his hand and whispered, "Be careful."

Zhao Hanzhang agreed, got on his horse, and left Fu An and his two tribes to protect Fu Tinghan, "The rest of you will charge with me, let's go -"

Shi Le had already finished his pre-battle encouragement and was the first to lead his men towards Wubao with his sword brandished.

The people on the tower had nothing left to throw, they even smashed down wood, furniture, etc.

Seeing them charging forward again, the tired Zhao Ming said in a deep voice: "Let's go down to meet the enemy."

Everyone responded with a low "Yes" and followed Zhao Ming as they were about to go down. Suddenly, a cavalry flew out of the darkness and entered the battlefield illuminated by fire. Zhao Hanzhang took the lead and swiped the spear in his hand. One person was killed before he could react. neck……

There was chaos in the rear.

The people on the Wubao suddenly became energetic and shouted: "Lang Jun, it's reinforcements!"

Zhao Ming rushed forward, pulled the city wall and looked into the distance, "Where are the reinforcements coming from?"

Buqu, who had good eyesight, barely recognized the person on the horse and shouted: "It's Sanniang, it's Sanniang, Langjun, it's Sanniang who is bringing reinforcements."

Zhao Ming's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but slap the wall hard, "Nonsense, she only has more than a hundred songs, is she here to die?"

Then they soon discovered that she seemed to have brought less than a hundred people.

Zhao Hanzhang did not go deep, and only led Ji Ping and others in the rear. They were cavalry, and cavalry had a natural advantage over infantry.

She charged all the way, killing four or five people, then rushed out of the enemy's circle and ran to the field. Then she turned the horse's head, waited for the others to join together, and then faced the charging enemy to kill...

Zhao Hanzhang had only learned marksmanship for two or three months, but she was very talented and skilled. She could stab and kill every move. She was not fond of fighting and was very slippery. As soon as they surrounded her, she accelerated her charge and kept them close. Not safe.

If the infantry and cavalry cannot form an encirclement, there is basically no chance of victory.

Shi Le saw that the rear was seriously damaged and his eyes were splitting. However, he was still calm. Seeing that their number was small, he loudly said: "Disconnect from the middle. The people behind surrounded them. The people in front continued to rush after me. If we take down Wubao, the cavalry can’t do anything to us, so just charge—”

Zhao Ming on the Wubao clenched his fists, turned around and went downstairs, "Gather all the young men in the clan to go out of the city to meet the enemy!"

All the men of the Zhao family were waiting on the street. The rebels rushed into the city three times. Although they blocked the people at the city gate and did not let them sneak into the main street, they still suffered heavy casualties. Nowadays, those who hold swords are basically Zhao.

Zhao Ming came down and saw them, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, pick up the weapons in your hands, come with me out of the city to meet the enemy, and be sure to repel them!"

"yes!"

The crumbling door was opened, and Zhao Ming took the lead and rushed out with his sword...

Zhao Hanzhang, who had just charged for a round, reined in his horse and turned around to see the door being opened. Her eyes widened instantly and she shouted: "You are not allowed to leave the city -"

Her large army has not arrived yet, and there is no time to rush and kill them. What are they doing here?

Zhao Hanzhang turned his horse's head and rushed deep, hoping to attract more rebels.

Fu Tinghan stood up immediately. He watched Zhao Hanzhang rush into the crowd, and couldn't help but turn around anxiously. After a moment, he looked back at Fu An and the other three.

Fu An looked back and said, "Lang, Langjun..."

"Suspicious tactics, let's go!"

Shi Le was not afraid of them facing the enemy at all. He was afraid of them hiding in the Wubao. As soon as he saw Zhao Ming, he became excited and rushed to the front with a big sword. Generally, the villagers would just cut one by one and pass by. The training steps can withstand several attacks.

Although the rebels behind him were exhausted after fighting for a day, they had no choice. When they saw the door open, they wiped away the fatigue on their faces as if they had been given a shot of blood, and rushed into the crowd to fight.

Zhao Hanzhang swept away the rebels blocking his side with a sweep of his spear. He pulled the reins to raise the horse's hooves and kicked away the people blocking the horse. He jumped close to the ditch.

Seeing how deep she was, Ji Ping hurriedly followed him with his men and shouted, "Sanniang, retreat!"

Zhao Hanzhang ignored him. These rebels had already fought their last battle. When Zhao Ming came out, his morale was suppressed and he was not ruthless enough. He came out to kill people.

At the moment, Shi Le's strategy of mourning the soldiers can only be made ineffective, and their greed for survival can only make it possible to fight.

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Zhao Hanzhang looked at Zhao Ming and sighed. He glanced at him and couldn't help but sigh, "Cousin, we don't have a tacit understanding."

Zhao Ming: "...I am here to save you."

Zhao Hanzhang: "...Thank you. You won't have to do it next time. Just wait for me to save you."