Zhi Xuan

Zhao Hao suddenly went into a rage, and the troops under his command fought successively, defeating the Nanyou clan.

Faced with Gongzi Hao's battle flag, the Nanyou clan couldn't organize an effective defense at all.The armored soldiers lost their fighting spirit and fled when they encountered the enemy, exactly the same as the Dongliang army back then.

Battle reports were sent out one after another, to Shi Zixuan and Xianbao one by one.Then Shi Zizhen will collect and sort them out, and send someone back to Beidu City.

Because of Zhao Hao's rapid advance, the three armies that had been advancing side by side changed, and the distance between them was widened.

Not wanting to affect the battle plan, Shi Ziyu and Xianbao agreed to speed up their advance.Encouraged by the military exploits, the morale of the armored soldiers was high, and they destroyed cities and villages day after day, capturing one strong city after another.

The three-way army is chasing each other, and the tide is roaring, advancing like a race.

Meeting the wolves-like Bei'an army, the Nanyou clan went from anger to fear, from fear to depression, and then from depression to numbness, and the will to resist plummeted.In the end, there were very few people who had the courage to resist, and most of them abandoned their fiefs and rushed to Nandu City with their families.

Discovering that the clan fiefdoms were empty, the Nanman tribe took the opportunity to create chaos, gathered together, burned, looted and committed all kinds of crimes.

With the heart of revenge, more and more Nanman tribes rushed into the fief, and the largest force had tens of thousands of people.

Probably the clans left one after another, and the lack of deterrence by force in the fief gave the rebellious barbarians the illusion that they were extremely inflated, and had a wrong perception of their own combat power.

Cold rain fell from the sky, and white mist rose slowly, filling the bushes and condensing into a poisonous miasma.

Hundreds of tribal warriors held wooden spears and short bows, painted their bodies with bright paint, rushed out of the forest like apes, and surrounded the twenty cavalry who were exploring the way.

Surrounded by heavy siege, the ears were filled with the barbarian's screams and howls. The knights did not panic, and all sat on the horse safely. They took out the wooden bottle from their pockets, poured out two black pills, and opened their mouths to hold them under their tongues.

As soon as the pill entered the mouth, a coolness rushed straight to the top of the skull.

The knight gripped the reins tightly, his spirit became excited, and he was no longer affected by the miasma.

Seeing the astonishment of the southern barbarians in his eyes, the captain Jia who led the team let out a grin, put his finger on his lower lip, and his loud whistle echoed in the forest.

The twenty cavalrymen had a tacit understanding, untied the leather rope at the same time, took off the black crossbow from the horse's back, and neatly put it on the arrow box.

The strong crossbow comes from the Xiyuan Kingdom, and the entire army is equipped with only scouts.

This type of weapon is extremely powerful, and collecting a certain amount is enough to control the situation of the battle.

In view of this, Zhixuan strictly forbids the sale of crossbow machines.Zhao Hao made an exception and got a batch. Apart from favors, the price he gave was also quite high.

The price of a powerful crossbow can almost empty the private treasury of a small clan.

Even so, after seeing the power of the crossbow, the Bei'an Guo clan is still flocking to it.They were willing to pay a high price, and they all held the golden silk, but even if Marquis Xiyuan didn't sell it, it would be useless to double the price.

In this regard, Su Hu and others can speak out.

Zhixuan is very strict about the arms trade, all the clans in the country have to be strictly screened, and those who fail to pass are directly kicked out of the list.The domestic clans are still queuing up, and the Bei'an Guo clan still wants to get a foot in the door, what a big spring and autumn dream!

Gong Zihao's situation is special, and they have to bear it if they can't bear it.

As far as the others go, even if the king let go, they will never agree!

There is no price in the market, which shows its preciousness.

So far, Zhixuan has sold only a hundred crossbows, all of which are in Zhao Hao's hands.For this group of strong crossbows, not to mention the jealousy of the officials, even Shi Ziyu was very jealous.

Doctor Qing had no choice but to look at plum blossoms to quench his thirst. The more he looked, the thirstier he became, and in the end he sighed.

The eldest son has a unique advantage. He gets close to Zhao Hao every now and then, and frequently recalls his childhood and connects with each other's brotherhood.The so-called friendship is priceless, can brothers be accommodating?Buying and selling is not possible, but borrowing is always possible, right?

What Shi Zizhen didn't expect was that no matter how hard he tried, Zhao Hao would not be moved at all, and he would carry out his selflessness to the end.

It cannot be bought or sold, nor can it be borrowed.

No matter what conditions are offered, in short, the crossbow in his hand is neither for sale nor for loan.No matter who comes, there are no doors, no windows, and even the cracks in the walls are tightly patched.

The brothers are ruthless, they don't give them a chance, Shi Ziyu can't force him, he can only give up his mind and wipe away his sad tears.

At this moment, when encountering the siege of the southern barbarians, the strong crossbow just came into play.

The scouts in the army are all elite, skilled in bow and horse, and can outnumber ten on the battlefield.In view of the gradually shrinking encirclement, Chief Jia decisively ordered: Kill, leave no one behind!

The armor length is decisive, and the cavalry are used to it, and they don't feel embarrassed at all.

But in the eyes of outsiders, this order is simply incredible.

Not to mention the difference in the number of people, even if there are hundreds of sheep, it is impossible to win all of them in a short period of time with only 20 people.What's more, there are people in front of you, all of them are armed with weapons, can run and jump, have fierce temperaments, and basically have lives in their hands!

The southern barbarians couldn't hear what the knights were saying, but they could clearly see their actions.

Surrounded by heavy siege and almost in a desperate situation, instead of fear and despair, the knights, like sharks smelling blood, stared at the prey that offered to come to their door, showing their fangs one after another, and their eyes were full of fierce light.

Twenty knights, twenty strong crossbows.

The knights drove their horses and formed a circle back to back.Then he drew the bowstring and locked his eyes on the barbarian in front of him.

A strong barbarian uttered a strange cry and swung a stone ax vigorously.

The southern barbarians opened their bows first, and poisoned arrows flooded the sky, not only covering the knights, but also aiming at their horses.

The southern barbarians are not good at riding horses, and most of them have never touched horses in their entire lives.But it does not prevent them from treating the horses as prey and shooting them together with the horse riders.

Arrows rained down, and the knight quickly pulled down his helmet and raised his arms to protect his neck.

The forehead and neck of the war horse are covered with leather armor, which can block the bows and arrows of the southern barbarians.As long as they don't get shot at the vital parts, even if the arrows are poisoned, the horses will be safe and sound with the pills carried by the knights.At most, the reaction is slower, and it takes a quarter of an hour to recover before running.

The sound of bows and arrows was heard endlessly, and the attack of the southern barbarians seemed to be massive, but the twenty knights didn't even scratch their skins.

Wooden and stone arrows couldn't penetrate the wallet at all, and the knight could fend it off with a wave of his hand.

The jingling sound continued one after another, which was not hurtful but annoying.Before the knight could do anything, the war horse broke out first, neighed, and raised its front hooves to step towards the southern barbarians.

Mastering the fighting power of the southern barbarians, the Chief Jia decisively ordered that 20 people be divided into four teams, and five people would charge together to tear open the encirclement.

The knight has superb equestrian skills, his legs clamp the horse's belly, he straightens his body when charging, and pulls the mechanism with a strong crossbow in his hand.

There was a sound of breaking wind, and the rain of black arrows flew in a fan shape, viciously attacking Nanman on the opposite side.

The southern barbarians were too dense to dodge the incoming crossbow arrows, so they could only hold up rattan cards and wooden shields to resist.

This kind of material can't stop the strong crossbow at all, and no amount of it will help.The crossbow easily pierced through the shield and remained undiminished. With screams, a large cloud of blood rose from the crowd.

The knights had no time to count the results of the battle, quickly replaced the arrow box, and released three rounds of arrow rain in a row.

Never before had the Southern barbarians seen such a weapon, and the army of the Nanyou clan had never seen such brutality.

After each round of string control, the cavalry will harvest dozens of lives.

The southern barbarians panicked, and under the sharp weapons and attacks, their superiority in numbers disappeared.

By nature, the southern barbarians can only fight with the wind. Once the situation becomes unfavorable and there are too many casualties, they will lose their courage, unwilling to fight again, and only want to escape.It is useless for leaders and priests to shout loudly.

Shooting the empty arrow box, the knight hung the crossbow on the horse's back, drew out the saber one after another, changed the charging formation during the march, and divided and strangled the southern barbarians.

The southern barbarians panicked, like a flock of sheep being divided and crowded together in chaos.

Shrouded in fear, they forgot that there were only 20 knights, and they rushed forward relying on numbers, not seeking to overturn the horses, and there was always a chance to rush into the dense forest while taking advantage of the chaos.

But they were frightened out of their wits, their brains stopped thinking, and they could only panic, watching the sharp blade swiping past, bringing up waves of blood rain.

After charging several times, the armor on the knight became more and more scarlet.

The whole body of the horse was covered in blood plasma, and there were still pieces of meat hanging from the neck and back of the horse.Every step forward leaves bloody hoofprints.In the eyes of the Nanma barbarians, it was like a ferocious beast coming to the world, extremely terrifying.

In the Nanman tribe of 500 people, except for those who were deliberately left alive, the rest were all beheaded.

In the middle of the battle, the southern barbarians trampled on each other, causing a lot of casualties.The knight paused for a short while, allowing the southern barbarians to fight each other, and then went up to make up the knife.

The Nanman who survived by chance squatted on the ground with a numb expression and empty eyes.Fear overwhelmed them, making them bewildered and reduced to walking corpses.

The ground was covered in blood, and the corpses of the Nanmans were lying all over the place.

The rainwater flowed with plasma, and the stumps and broken arms overlapped, filling the air with a pungent bloody smell.

The knights simply cleaned up the battlefield, tied the hands of the captives with ropes, dragged them behind the horses, and dragged them all the way back to the temporary camp.

Zhao Hao didn't set up a large tent, but just spread out the animal skins, and sat on the ground with Doctor Qing, discussing the next marching route.

The scout teams returned one after another, some returned without success, and some brought back exciting news.

"There is a waterway ahead, which can lead to the southern capital."

The captured Southern barbarian lay down on the ground, trembling and telling everything, not daring to hide anything.

This waterway is extremely hidden, and it is a secret channel for businessmen and tribes in the city to trade.By chance, the tribe where the captive was located had done business with a merchant and was able to find the right direction.

The captives were taken down, Zhao Hao pondered for a moment, did not choose to go by water, but continued to march by land according to the original plan.

"The waterway is too narrow and there are many accidents."

This place is not far from Nandu City, instead of taking a slanted sword, it is better to crush it with majesty.

Before pulling out the camp, Zhao Hao sent someone to contact the other two armies to inform them of his direction.According to his estimation, it won't take long for the three armies to clear the obstacles and join forces under the city of Nandu.

When the army set off, Zhao Hao did not ride in a chariot, but rode a horse like a soldier.

The red battle flag was raised, and the sound of the horn pierced through the rain curtain, reaching the ears of the fleeing Nanyou clan, making them frightened and wishing they could fly to Nandu with wings.

Zhao Hao rode on the horse and looked up at the sky, but still did not see the expected gray shadow.

Waiting in vain again and again, his mood became worse and worse, the most direct manifestation was that the murderous aura overflowed, his whole body turned into a bloodthirsty murderous knife, and all obstacles blocking the way would be destroyed.

Battle reports flew into Nandu City like snowflakes, accompanied by clans that were defeated and fled.

Knowing the fierceness of the Bei'an army from the latter's mouth, the officials were shrouded in fear and anxiety, unable to discuss a strategy to retreat from the enemy, they were all anxious and restless.

Seeing that the army is constantly approaching and may approach the city at any time, the clans have nowhere to ask for help. They can only strengthen the defense of the capital while secretly planning, trying to give the conditions that can make the prince's heart beat, so as to achieve the goal of preserving the family.

Nan Youhou seems to be ignorant of everything, drunk and dreaming of death every day, but he has a panoramic view of the clan's every move.

Seeing everyone's panic, instead of empathizing with them, he felt relieved and laughed wildly in a place where no one was around.

Such a crazy state, as if the one who is about to be attacked is not the southern capital established by his ancestors, nor is the country he ruled that is about to be destroyed.