Mr. Yangui

Chapter 475 Chapter [-]
Standing in the tent, Zhang Zhihai watched the rain outside which had become much smaller by a candle, heaving a sigh of relief.

God changes as he says, and it is impossible for human beings to contend.

Weather is a very important factor on the battlefield. Extreme weather can easily change the situation on the battlefield, including morale.

The gang of bandits complained endlessly because of the heavy rain.

The dignified atmosphere spread very quickly.

Some mountain kings felt a little bit regretful after today's siege battle, thinking in their hearts that the business deal with Zhang Zhihai seemed to have no future, and it was far worse than the one with Li Wuchang back then.

When I was messing with Li Wuchang, it seemed that I was really just messing around. Li Wuchang directly opened the way with gold and food.

Normally, Li Wuchang didn't have any hard requirements. When attacking the city, he just shouted a few times. It's great to send some boys to climb the wall to attract firepower. what punishment.

Today is very different.

Zhang Zhihai was cold, and basically only had one sentence.

"Give it to me, the military law who retreated halfway will do it!"

Whether it is the elite of the court or the bandits, this is the treatment.

Although the King of the Mountain was not a good person, he felt uncomfortable watching his sons die one by one.

If you lose a lot, you don't know what to do!
Doing business with Li Wuchang, and fighting for life with Zhang Zhihai.

"Damn it, I'm really dazzled by that guy Niu An's scenery, and that guy Lan Haoran is really the worst villain!" A mountain king in the west said to himself.

In my heart, I envied Lan Haoran and others who ran away one step earlier.

It is not easy to enter the underworld.

The same is true for bandits turning into regular imperial troops.

Suddenly, there was movement in the wind and rain, breaking the silence of the night.

The King of the Mountain felt upset and shouted, "Go and see what's going on."

The subordinates immediately took orders and left.

The flames flickered to the west of the camp, and the sound of breaking wind came over, carrying endless murderous aura.

"Oops... a large number of people came to attack the camp, it seems to be people from the city..."

After a little observation, the subordinates came back to report, looking very flustered.

"What did you say?" Shan Dawang was taken aback, unwilling to believe it was true.

The subordinates have not yet spoken, shouting and killing everywhere.

"Damn it, Lu Xifa is really a reckless man!" The King of the Mountain cursed secretly, forced himself to restrain himself, and shouted: "What are you doing in a hurry, pass on the order, and quickly organize people to resist... In addition, send people quickly Inform General Zhang and let him come to the rescue."

The King of the Mountain reprimanded his subordinates not to panic, but his own voice trembled a little, and at the same time he secretly wondered if he should find a chance to run away.

Outrageous!

What are you doing out of the city if you don't hide at home and sleep well under such heavy rain?
"Enemy attack, enemy attack, prepare to fight..."

"Get up quickly, do you want to die..."

"Hurry up……"

The movement was so sudden that the westernmost bandits were in a panic.

Many people did not participate in today's siege, and they did not expect to see the truth on this rainy night.

far away.

Jiang Minglun took the lead, his cold eyes swept across the camp in front of him, he swung the black iron knife in his right hand forward, and said in a low voice, "All listen to the order, give me a dead hand!"

The soldiers of the Guards Corps were all dressed in black and had different weapons in their hands, including broadswords, long swords, iron spears, and giant axes. Everyone's eyes were full of blood.

Following Jiang Minglun's order, the squad leaders led their subordinates to advance quickly and completely, with swift and crisp movements.

quickly,

The sounds of shouting, screaming, crying, footsteps, weapons clashing, and wind and rain mixed together and spread rapidly, spreading throughout the entire garrison.

A group of bandits with low morale and insufficient preparation were no match for them, and they quickly panicked and lost their way. There was no order at all.

Li Wuchang walked up a small slope slowly, looked at everything in front of him coldly, and stroked the No Regret Blade in his hand, looking extremely relaxed and comfortable, but in fact he was always on guard.

east.

Zhang Zhihai was still thinking about the counselor's proposal to fight a war of attrition, but was interrupted by the movement outside.

The subordinates quickly came to report: "General, Lucifer's troops have arrived. They are at the westernmost point of the station. The number and leader are temporarily unknown!"

The elite is the elite, and there is not much panic in the face of this situation.

The two lieutenants, a group of young men and the counselors moved very quickly, and they all gathered in Zhang Zhihai's camp, waiting for orders.

Looks like a sleepless night tonight.

"Who is going to support the east?"

Zhang Zhihai glanced at it, and opened his mouth lightly.

Mu Tianfeng stepped forward and cupped his hands: "General, the young general is willing to go!"

His steps were as resolute as ever, but there was a different excitement between his brows.

Liu Qi was not falling behind, and quickly followed up: "General, the young general is also willing to go!"

The opportunity to prove himself came again, Liu Qizheng would not let it go, the siege could not be defeated, and the field battle was just right.

Ma Kun was very conflicted in his heart. He wanted to recommend himself, but he was afraid that he would suffer a big loss if he walked in the dark. He retracted his raised foot and met Lin Ying's half-smile eyes in a blink of an eye. He coughed secretly and ignored it.

Zhang Zhihai nodded in satisfaction, ready to order.

Before it even started, someone from outside hurriedly came to report: "General, there are people coming from the east. It's dark and you can't see clearly, but you can tell that the enemy's momentum is extremely large and they are coming towards this formation..."

"Fighting from both sides!"

Zhang Zhihai sneered, and immediately issued an order: "Vice General Ning, Mu Tianfeng, Liu Qizheng, Ye Mingchang, Huang Ni, the five of you lead a group to support the east, remember to send people to report the situation in time.

Vice General Sun, Lei Mou, Lin Zheng, Wen Zhijian, the four of you go to the middle road to gather to stabilize the situation.

The rest of the people followed me to the east to suppress the thieves. "

"Yes, General!"

The crowd took their orders away.

The soldiers had heard the movement, and had already assembled, waiting for the commander's order.

The enemy's momentum was really huge, and it could be seen from the swarms of torches and the deafening shouts of killing that they were indeed coming towards the main formation.

"Everyone, follow me to suppress the thieves!" Zhang Zhihai drew out his long sword, and shouted with his hands held together.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

A roar came from afar: "Son Zhang Zhihai, your grandpa Han is here, do you dare to fight to the death?"

This broken gong really roared like thunder, spreading far and wide.

Ma Kun, Li Wuji, Zheng Wenlong and others immediately recognized that it was Han Dazhi's voice.

They haven't seen each other for a few years, and none of them would have imagined that Han Dazhi's skill has risen to such a high level.

As for the real strength contained in the roar just now, it is by no means an ordinary player.

In the faint light of the fire, the battle of life and death is about to break out.

Zhang Zhihai's side launched a charge.

"Han Dasha, right? I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you still remember you, Uncle Ma?" Ma Kun immediately shouted.

Han Dazhi yelled, and cursed: "Mr. Ma Kun, come and lead me to death!"

Ma Kun was furious: "I'm afraid you won't succeed, so let me do it!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

An overwhelming array of powerful arrows shot towards Zhang Zhihai's side.

Wails broke out, and many people died on the spot.

Grass, there is a longbow team.

Zhang Zhihai cursed secretly, and then shouted: "Spread out, copy over!"

Han Dazhi's broken voice sounded again: "Brothers, this place is too narrow, let's retreat first..."

(End of this chapter)