I’m The King

The camp fell down, and the fire blazed into the sky. The original clear stream was now dyed red. Even if the upstream water kept coming, it still couldn't dilute its color. Countless corpses fell around the stream, and the entire camp had completely fallen into it. In the hands of the Red Turban Army, even the chief general Zhang Shicheng died on the spot.

Zhang Shicheng has a chance to escape, but he is very clear that once the group wind is lost, the whole situation will have uncontrollable evil results.He tried his best to organize a counterattack in an attempt to restore the defeat, but he spent several days on the mountain and suffered the red. At the moment, the soldiers are full of anger and have nowhere to vent. They caught their punching bag. There is no reason to let it go easily. In a fierce battle, Zhang Shicheng was slashed on the horse by a tiger's head, and Qi Jun's resistance came to an abrupt end. .

Thousands of people were killed on the spot, more than a thousand were taken prisoners, and the rest fled scattered. Tuanfeng no longer formed an established army and fell into the hands of the Red Scarf Army just around the corner.

Carrying a **** knife, Zhao Yi'an walked among the corpses on the floor, and the tiger head came to face him, "How about it, Staff Zhao? Have a good time!"

"Extremely happy!" Zhao Yi'an laughed, "Speaking of General Hutou, this kind of life is even more bloody. For more than a year, I have been bored in the classroom, in the war room, facing the map and pointing to the sand table. I dashed my hands, thought hard, and almost forgot that I was once a soldier who wandered in front of the Yan Luo Temple on the battlefield for several times."

"Hahaha, each has its own advantages." Hutou smiled: "In fact, the king recruits you who have served as soldiers and warriors to do staff planning and combat. It is extremely right. What we are most afraid of is that some do not know at all. The scholars who are on the battlefield come to command blindly based on their imagination. That is terrible."

Zhao Yi'an choked slightly, because he knew that after their term, many of the students recruited by the staff department had never been to the battlefield at all. They were just some weak scholars. It seems that these things have caused these front lines. The soldiers of the army have already made a lot of criticism. Obviously, people like Hutou are absolutely not assured that such people will direct them. It seems that this situation should be reported to the upper level in time to avoid any troubles. .

Hutou didn't seem to realize that a casual complaint would make Zhao Yi'an think so much.He stretched his broad knife into the stream, swaying to clean the blood on it.Although Zhao Yian is a staff member, his performance on the battlefield makes Hutou very impressive. Appreciation, it is the people who have walked through the battlefield.

"Next, we will continue to work hard. While the enemy has not recovered, we will take down Tuanfeng County in a spirited manner. In this way, we have perfectly achieved the goal before the war. If you want to come to the boss, you will be pleasantly surprised. , And Tian Jingwen must be annoyed, we have robbed him of his first skill again. Ha!" The tiger head raised the big knife and looked at the blade, "Guri's, the knife is curled up."

Zhao Yian glanced around. The fatigue accumulated in the previous few days, coupled with the excessive outbreak of the previous battle, the soldiers were obviously extremely tired, and they did not even clean the battlefield. Most of the soldiers were sitting or lying on the ground to rest, beside him. , There was a soldier who was snoring like thunder with his head resting on the enemy's corpse.

"General Hutou, I'm afraid to let the soldiers rest for a while. I'm afraid that if you force the march, a lot of people will be exhausted. Besides, Tuanfeng is a county town after all, and there should be a lot of soldiers and horses in it, I'm afraid There are still wars." Zhao Yi'an said.

The tiger's head frowned, "You made sense, so you let the soldiers rest for two hours. Staff Zhao, I think you are also exhausted. You don't have to participate in the next battle. You should go back and report to the boss. , I continue to attack the group style, wherever he has to cope, otherwise I can play vigorously here, and Wang Pei took the back road, that would be miserable."

Zhao Yi'an nodded, "This one from our province. Not only is Lord Bai Hou attacking again, I'm afraid Tian Jingan will not be able to sit still, he will definitely send troops on either side, and this time he will definitely take out the maid. The strength of the power came out, instead of doing the same as before, Wang Pei was completely driven out of Gaotang, and he was here for the fight."

The Qi State War in August was just like the weather in August. It was unpredictable. First, the Red Turban Army from Linzi Zhaoan launched a large-scale attack on Wang Pei in Fengyang. After more than ten days of fighting, the Red Turban Army suffered heavy losses. I had to retreat. Just when Jimo rejoiced, thinking that the Red Turban Army was badly injured by this battle, and expelling them from Gaotang is just around the corner, the situation suddenly changed, and Zhang Shicheng, who was stationed in Tuanfeng, defending Jimo's side, was killed by the Red Turban Army The news of the sneak attack and Tuanfeng's fall was only a day later than the news of Fengyang's victory.

Just after the carnival, the bad news arrived, and Jimo immediately fell into shock and panic.

Although Jimo is now the base camp under Tian Fucheng's rule, there are not many troops stationed in Jimo. Tian Fucheng has troops under his command. One is led by Cheng Siwei to attack Linzi, and the other is led by Wang Pei to attack Pinglu. While stationed in Gaotang, Tian Fucheng's headquartered troops, but a large part of them were guarding the Han Army in Kunzhou, the Southern Field Army led by Meng Chong. The loss of Tuanfeng meant that the Red Turban Army could drive into Jimo for a long time. The Gaotang war was endless, and most of them fell into the hands of the Red Turban Army. Taxes were impossible to talk about. Jimo was the only source of funds for Tian Fucheng. If the Red Turban Army enters Jimo, this only source of taxation will also be in urgency. Let alone dealing with the Red Scarf's offensive, the cost of maintaining one's own army has become a big problem, not to mention the indemnity to be paid to the Han. Once the indemnity paid to the Han is delayed, the Han will have more reasons. A large army was launched to collect the account.

In desperation, Tian Fucheng could only order Wang Pei to completely withdraw from Gaotang, and his army returned to Jimo to protect Jimo's safety. The form of Qi state suddenly reversed. Originally, the second oldest Tian Fucheng had the upper hand, but he lost Gaotang and was trapped. At the corner of Jimo, attacking Linzi was unsuccessful, and Tian Fucheng immediately fell into a predicament.

Fengyang, Wei Zhiwen headed toward Fengyang City with joy. More than ten days ago, he used to attack Fengyang as an attack arrow. However, under Wang Pei's resistance, Wei Zhiwen lost some of his manpower very much. Nothing was achieved, and finally had no results, but in a blink of an eye, the victory and defeat changed hands. Wang Pei took the initiative to retreat, and Fengyang City was at his fingertips. After leaving Fengyang, Tian Er Gongzi’s troops were no longer safe to defend in Gaotang, which also represents With Gao Tang's complete change of hands.

Entering Fengyang as a victor, Wei Zhiwen felt it was the best comfort to the brothers who lost their lives here a few days ago.

The horse's hooves slammed, and a knight rushed forward from the front, and he reached Wei Zhiwen and rolled off his horse.

"General Wei, it's not good!" the knight shouted.

Wei Zhiwen's heart jumped, "What's the matter, is Wang Pei unwilling to leave and set a trap?"

"No, when our army's outpost arrived in Fengyang City, Tian Jingwen's troops had already advanced into the city. They guarded the city gate and prevented our army from entering the city. Now the two sides are facing each other at the city gate!" the knight shouted.

"Fuck my mother!" Wei Zhiwen was furious, and scolded. He was born as a sea bandit, with a violent temper, and there was no sand in his eyes. A few days ago, Bai Houye and Tian Jingwen made an appointment to send troops together. Attack Fengyang and lure Tuan Feng Zhang Shicheng's team back to help, so that General Hutou can successfully win Tuan Feng, Tian Jingwen, a bitch, promised well, when he sent troops to attack, Tian Jingwen on the other side It was the lack of effort that made Wang Peixing able to block Wei Zhiwen, let alone inducing Zhang Shicheng to come to help, with the strength of Wang Pei's hands, Wei Zhiwen suffered a big loss steadily. The old brothers who went ashore have lost several of them, and now the tiger head has taken the Tuanfeng off.Wang Pei saw that the big event was not going well, but Tian Jingwen ran faster than anyone else when he came to pick the peaches.

"General Wei, what should I do? The two sides are about to fight." The knight looked anxious.

"Fight as long as you hit it, the Red Scarf Army is afraid of their soft-footed crabs." Wei Zhiwen smashed the horse and ran forward: "Brothers, go, go and teach these turtle sons."

In front of Fengyang City, the soldiers of the Red Scarf had a look of indignation. At this time, the city gate was closed, and the Qi army was waiting on the top of the city. From the wall of the wall, you can vaguely see the sharp arrow shining with cold light pointing far away. The Red Scarf Army under the city, a general of Qi Army standing on the city wall, is shouting to the Red Scarf Army under the city.

"According to the order of General Tian Jingwen, our army has already moved into Fengyang City, and you will leave quickly. You must not gather here to make noise. If you move closer, we will be welcome."

The answer to him was the deafening roar from the city. Amidst the roars, groups of Red Scarf troops approached a few steps forward.

The general of the Qi army in the city waved his hand, and a crossbow arrow shot down with a howling sound, and with a snatch, it was inserted ten steps away from the Red Scarf Army." This is the military order, and you should be served by the court. General Tian Da ordered, those who cross this arrow will kill them!"

Below the city, the Red Scarf Army clamored even more, and the city general's expression became tense. What if the Red Scarf Army really crossed the arrow? Is it really ordered to shoot? This time, it is a war with the Red Scarf Army. My heart is nervous and his face is I also sweated.

Anxiously, after the Red Turban Army formation, the horns suddenly sounded, and the horns were all sounded. The Red Turban Army who was rushing down the city suddenly retreated back like a tide. He took a sigh of relief, but unfortunately, he couldn't understand the meaning of the horn of the Red Turban Army.

The retreating Red Scarf Army began to rectify the formation. The previous chaos and chaos quickly returned to order amidst the sound of the horns. They were lined up as an attack lineup at the place of Yolich away from the city. Behind them, smoke and dust billowed. Dozens of horses rushed forward, and further behind, more troops were pouring here.

Wei Zhiwen leaned his horse, looked at the city, and spit on the ground fiercely.

"What did the **** yell before?" he asked a red-scarf sentinel casually.

"Back to the general, he said that those who cross this arrow will kill you!" Ya Jiang said angrily.

"Fuck it!" Wei Zhiwen spit on the ground again, "You guys are waiting here."

He rode his horse forward, walked forward leisurely, approached the crossbow arrow, crossed the crossbow arrow, and then stopped and looked at the Qi army general in the city: "Lao Tzu is Wei Zhiwen, the third battalion general of the Red Turban Army. Lao Tzu has passed this crossbow arrow now, there is a kind of you kill Lao Tzu!"

He looked provocatively at the Qi army general in the city and roared. (To be continued)