It's better to be an empress than a county magistrate

Hu Le looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Great, finally there is someone who looks like a man."

"Commander, I want to meet him." Zhang Fan clenched the sword in his hand and looked at Lu Xingchen seriously.

Lu Xingchen nodded, "Be careful and don't act rashly."

Zhang Fan nodded and said, "Don't worry, Commander. I will definitely take his head."

After getting Lu Xingchen's approval, Zhang Fan spurred his horse forward, shouted loudly, and rushed out with the big knife in his hand.

"Lingxiao, beat the war drums." Lu Xingchen ordered Lingxiao without hearing the sound of the war drums.

Ling Xiao agreed, dismounted from his horse, walked to the war drum, raised the drumstick, and started beating it hard.

The drums of war thundered, and the momentum on the battlefield was instantly pulled back.

The soldiers in Jizhou City cheered for Zhang Fan.

When Hu Le saw Zhang Fan rushing towards him, he raised the axe in his hand, shouted loudly, and rushed out.

Hu Le and Zhang Fan were both power-type players. When their weapons collided with each other, there was a huge roar, as if the whole earth was shaking.

The two horses staggered, their weapons collided, and in the blink of an eye several rounds passed.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, roared, raised the big knife in his hand, and chopped towards Hu Le from the sky.

"Boy, this trick is useless to me." Hu Le raised the axe in his hand and blocked Zhang Fan's sword.

The two weapons collided.

Zhang Fan only felt his hands go numb, and he pulled away the sword with one hand and moved backwards.

Fortunately, the other hand held the handle tightly at the moment the sword was released.

Then, the warhorse was frightened and ran forward wildly.

But at this time, he was heading towards the position of the Qiang troops.

Ling Xiao felt his heart beating so fast that it almost reached his throat, and he was very worried about Zhang Fan.

The corners of Lu Xingchen's lips slowly curled up. Although this flaw was a bit fake, she believed that Hu Le had just killed Zhou Cheng and was very proud of himself. Even if it was fake, it was enough to deceive Hu Le.

What's more, the position that Zhang Fan rushed towards was the Qiang position.

Sure enough, Hu Le roared angrily and rode his horse to chase after him.

Just when he was about to catch up with Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan's sword suddenly flew up and swept across the waist.

Hu Le had no time to defend himself and was cut off his horse by Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan raised his knife and cut off Hu Le's head from his neck.

Hu Le's head flew into the air in an instant, leaving a trail of blood.

The blood emits a faint red mist under the sunlight.

Lu Xingchen raised the silver spear in his hand and shouted, "Charge..."

In an instant, the troops from Xing County and Jizhou followed Lu Xingchen and rushed towards the Qiang position.

"Maintain the formation, just like in training." Lu Xingchen shouted.

So on her left was Ling Xiao, the young general holding a silver spear and shining armor, as if the sky and earth had condensed into a silver spear line.

The soldiers behind followed Lu Xingchen and rushed into the Qiang army's position.

Soon, they tore a hole in the Qiang position.

Lu Xingchen led his men to kill left and right, completely tearing apart the Qiang troops' positions.

The two sides fought each other.

When Wei Hu saw the battle here, he also led the remaining troops to attack from the flank.

Originally, both sides were in a stalemate.

At this time, Wei Hu suddenly led his troops to attack from the flank. Although the number of troops was small, their momentum was huge. In the tense battlefield, it played the role of the last straw that broke the camel's back for the Qiang army.

Lu Xingchen had already set the rule of calculating rewards based on the number of people.

The most important thing for her soldiers at this time is encouragement.

Whether it is monetary encouragement or official encouragement, it is extremely crucial.

Therefore, the soldiers of Xing County were killing each other in a blood-thirsty state and had completely lost their temper.

The Qiang soldiers had never seen such ferocious Daliang soldiers and were completely frightened.

Once they lost their will to fight, they were defeated and fled in all directions in an instant.

It took almost an hour from the time Lu Xingchen rushed into the enemy camp to the time he killed the Qiang soldiers and made them flee in panic.

"Jizhou soldiers, does anyone know where the Qiang people's base camp is?" Lu Xingchen reined in his horse, holding the silver spear in his hand and asked loudly.

A soldier ran up to Lu Xingchen and said, "Commander-in-chief, I know where the Qiang people's base camp is."

The Qiang tribe sent a total of 5,000 soldiers this time, but only 3,000 of them will participate in the battle, so the remaining 2,000 must be in the base camp.

Weeds and roots.

At this time, the morale of her soldiers was at its highest. Even if the enemy had 2,000 people, let alone 20,000, they would dare to charge forward.

"Okay, you lead the way. If this charge is successful, you will be considered the first to achieve the credit." Lu Xingchen said to the soldier.

The soldier was overjoyed and said, "Commander, please follow me."

Lu Xingchen did not even ask anyone to clean up the battlefield. He took all the people who could fight and followed this soldier to rush towards the Qiang tribe’s base camp.

After running for half an hour, the soldiers of Jizhou City were exhausted and were left far behind.

But Lu Xingchen's troops had been running for half an hour, and no one was left behind. They were in neat formation and marched very fast.

After marching for about two quarters of an hour, the Qiang army's base camp appeared in their sight.

At this time, no tactics are needed, just rush over and destroy the enemy's camp.

"Ling Xiao follows me in the middle, Wei Hu is on the left wing, Zhang Fan and Lu Yun are on the right wing." Lu Xingchen gave orders while rushing forward.

In an instant, the originally neat team of soldiers split into three columns, including the central army and the left and right wings, and rushed towards the Qiang camp.

The Qiang people were originally a nomadic people and were not good at building tents.

What's more, they never thought that Jizhou's troops could rush to their camp.

By the time the Qiang general realized that troops were charging towards him, he had just crawled out of the tent and hadn't even pulled up his trousers.

In the tent were two young ladies who had been abducted by them.

The Qiang people were foreigners. Lu Xingchen didn't need them to surrender, so she didn't say she would not kill them if they surrendered. As long as they didn't kneel on the ground with their hands on their heads, she would chop off their heads.

In an instant, the originally quiet and peaceful camp turned into a killing field, with fires everywhere and screams and wails everywhere.

The Qiang soldiers knew that if they surrendered they would only be the lowest slaves, so those who could fight would die in battle, and those who could not fight would try to escape.

The battle started in the morning and ended at dusk.

The soldiers of Xing County looted all the gold, silver and other valuables in the tents of the Qiang soldiers, collected them and piled them together.

Ling Xiao ran to Lu Xingchen with excitement on his face and said excitedly, "Master...there are still many good things."

Lu Xingchen was in a good mood as he looked at the pile of gold and silver objects.

"Let the soldiers receive rewards based on their own battle records."

"Okay..." Ling Xiao agreed happily.

Soon, the soldiers came to collect their rewards with their battle records.

The soldiers were all in high spirits and left happily with their belongings.

The scene before them shocked the soldiers in Jizhou City.