Water Margin begins as a captain in Yanggu County

Chapter 168 He’s sick, he’s sick, this guy is sick!

It was a five-on-five battle, and Wang Xun was the first to fight with General Feiyun Gou Zheng.

In the blink of an eye, four or five rounds of fighting had passed. He wielded the steel spear as if it were his arm, and his speed was astonishingly fast.

In Su Wu's eyes, he was the first one to look at, only because Su Wu was undecided about Wang Xun before, and now he only looked at the steel spear that Wang Xun used. An expert can see the tricks, and an expert can tell whether it is effective or not with just one move.

Wang Xun, truly extraordinary!
This was the time when Wang Xun wanted to show off his strength and bravery, and he exerted his full strength. He originally relied on his skills, and while everyone was still testing him, he actually risked his life regardless of anything!

How to risk your life?

When Gou Zheng came at him with his spear, Wang Xun did not dodge or evade. He did not even hold up the spear in his hand, but just rushed forward quickly, and even arrived first.

Sometimes, when two armies are fighting on a battlefield, it really is just like this, you hammer and I chisel, there is no need for so many fancy things!

Just look at that moment, who was a little bit timid, who was a little bit hesitant.

If you ask whether Gou Zhengqiang is strong, he is obviously strong. But if you really ask Gou Zheng, who has fought all over the world, whether he has ever encountered a strong enemy in battle, the answer is actually... no.

Before this, Gou Zheng had always been victorious in every battle he encountered. He had killed countless people, but he had never been able to win a single round.

Just look at these two men fighting with two guns, who would hesitate?
Gou Zheng obviously hesitated for a moment. Or maybe it wasn't really hesitation, but he just subconsciously lost a moment of ruthlessness and gained a moment of surprise.

Why was he so surprised? He shouldn't have been like that. He really shouldn't have been like that. These imperial army generals, if they had martial arts skills, that would be fine. But how much money did they get? How much money was worth risking their lives like that?
He didn't have much thought, because the steel spear had already pierced through his waist armor and knocked Gou Zheng off his horse!
However, the injury was not serious. Gou Zheng quickly stood up from his horse and looked around. It turned out that the other generals were not fighting so desperately and were still fighting non-stop. Only the one he, Gou Zheng, was fighting so desperately!

It seemed that Wang Xun was also reining in his horse, and even dismounted directly, walking quickly and raising his spear again.

Gou Zhengzi also raised his spear and fought again, but after only two or three rounds, he knew that he could not win. Why?
Although the injury on his left waist was not serious, it was bleeding profusely. The pain was bearable, but the more important thing was that he could not exert any strength from his waist.

Wang Xun seemed to know what was going on, so he attacked Gou Zheng's left side, using great force and speed, just attacking again and again.

Gou Zheng knew in his heart that if he continued fighting like this, he would die sooner or later, so when he saw an opening, he turned around and left.

"Where are you going, you bastard!" Wang Xun shouted and started to chase him. Today's battle was to win the recognition of General Su and even his position in the army in the future.

Next time I ask General Su to fight, he will nod his head with confidence.

Wang Xun was chasing very fast, taking two steps at a time and had already caught up with Gou Zheng. Gou Zheng had no choice but to turn around and draw his spear again, complaining in his heart that he could neither fight nor run away.

General Gou Zheng of Feiyun looked around again, and then he had an idea, wondering if any of his brothers had defeated the Song general first, so that they could come to help him.

But when he looked again, Gou Zheng was shocked. It turned out that it was his own brothers who were all at a disadvantage. Gou Zheng was so frightened that he could not be more shocked!
How is this possible?

The Song army of 10,000 people was not an army of hundreds of thousands. How come there were so many people with superb martial arts skills among the 10,000 people?
This is totally unreasonable!
No matter how unreasonable it is, this is the fact before me and no one can come to help me.

Gou Zheng endured the severe pain in his waist and tried to block Wang Xun's spear again and again.

Wang Xun was even more relentless and even anxious, thinking that he should be the first to kill the general and take the lead, not just for personal excellence.

It is also to win face for my father, and even more so for the people of Wuzhou!

Another point is that with the war in Jiangnan at this point, the people and soldiers of Jiangnan will surely be ridiculed by people all over the world. If no one from Jiangnan can stand up, then in the future, these soldiers of Jiangnan will truly become a laughing stock of the world!

In the future, the military generals of Jiangnan will not be able to raise their heads when they see anyone, and everyone will inevitably say that all the people of Jiangnan are cowards!

Win, a real victory! Wang Xun has been holding this breath for a long time!

This is the real reason why Wang Xun is willing to risk his life!
Therefore, Wang Xun was extremely anxious. He repeatedly let go of his body and rushed forward. In his anxiety, he even drew his two spears. Wang Xun dropped the spear in his hand, pounced forward, and hugged Gou Zheng.

The two men immediately rolled to the ground, two men in iron armor, rolling in the snow and cement like children.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xun also had excellent sumo skills. After rolling several times, he had already grabbed Gou Zheng's back. He wrapped one arm around the thief's neck and used the other hand to draw the short blade from his waist.

Hooping the person unconscious is also a very good method, but Wang Xun still felt that it was too slow. In order to be quick, he pulled out the short blade and stabbed it towards the thief's neck.

For a moment, blood flowed to the sky, the blood flowed to a high place, and then fell to the ground like water.

The short blade continued to cut and grind the spine, making it crackle.

Suddenly his strength decreased, and a head was already in Wang Xun's arms. Wang Xun raised his leg to kick the body in front of him, pushing the thief's body away. He stood up immediately and raised the head high above his head!
The head was warm and blood was dripping. The blood dripped onto Wang Xun's helmet and flowed onto his cheek. Wang Xun wiped his face, smearing the blood all over it.
He opened his mouth and roared, revealing his sharp white teeth. His eyes were as big as copper bells. His entire body was a mixture of blood, snow, and mud...

Wang Xun even looked back, as if he was looking at his father Wang Bing, the eight hundred Wuzhou soldiers, and even more so at General Su Wu!

Su Wu shouted: "Good!"

The eight hundred Wuzhou soldiers shouted, "Mighty!"

Wang Bing looked at his son, then turned around to look at General Su, then turned back again and saw his son throwing his head away and flying to get on the horse!

Su Wu saw many things and shouted to his attendants, "Who can kill the general the fastest?"

Wu Song answered honestly: "Brother, it's Wang Xun from Wuzhou!"

Su Wu also wanted to ask: "Who killed the general the fastest?"

The people around him understood and shouted in unison: "Wuzhou Wang Xun!"

Wang Bing turned around following the voice, his eyes seemed to be moist, and then he looked at the 800 Wuzhou soldiers, all of them turned around and looked left and right. At this moment, the Wuzhou soldiers were all proud!

I saw Wang Xun getting on his horse and going after the nearest one. It was Hu Yanzhuo who was beating up General Xu Fang!

Just as Wang Xun was about to go to help, before anyone arrived, he saw Xu Fang's spear was blocked by a single whip. It was too late for him to pull the spear back. A copper whip hit Xu Fang's head.

In an instant, flames splashed, brain matter burst, and both eyeballs seemed to be bulged out!
How could Xu Fang still be alive? His body fell down immediately, as if a machine had lost power.

Hu Yanzhuo turned around and grinned: "Little Wang, you are really good at martial arts!"

Wang Xun's bloody face also showed his white teeth: "Thank you General Huyan for the compliment!"

The two turned around to look again, and the closest thing was Shi Wengong fighting the Flying Tiger General Zhang Wei. Judging from Zhang Wei's posture, his martial arts skills were indeed very high, at least on par with Liu Yun in front of them.

No wonder Shi Wengong has been fighting back and forth but has not been able to defeat the enemy yet.

However, Zhang Wei was already in danger. It was because Shi Wengong's Fang Tian Hua Ji skills were too advanced and complicated. No matter where he came from, there were threats everywhere.

Wang Xun and Hu Yanzhuo were about to help, but Shi Wengong said, "No need, take this thief's head within three moves!"

Wang Xun and Hu Yanzhuo looked at each other and decided not to help. Wang Xun went left and ran towards Sun Li, while Hu Yanzhuo went right and ran towards Yang Zhi.

Why is Shi Wengong so confident?
Because his skill in catching single enemies was so strong, and there were calculations in it, he became more and more relaxed as the fight went on. With just one move, he could already predict how the enemy would respond. No matter how the second move would be, Shi Wengong had already thought it through, and the third move would be the finale. It was really like playing chess.

With a downward chop, the Fang Tian Hua Ji can chop with the side blade like a broadsword.

Zhang Wei, who was already in danger, had no choice but to block it with his head. As soon as he did, the Fang Tian Hua Ji bounced away with the force and the tail of the halberd went to hit him.

Zhang Wei quickly pushed the long spear that was across his head down in front of him to block the end of the spear. Just as he blocked it, he saw Shi Wengong crossing his hands holding the halberd and exerting force from his waist, and the side blade of the halberd came across.

Zhang Wei quickly raised his gun to block from the side!

It happened so quickly that before Zhang Wei could turn his head, he saw a cold light flash in the corner of his eye. He even knew subconsciously that his head had been cut off by the side blade of the halberd and was flying.

Just ask the army of 100,000 or 200,000, will they still shout or not?
I have been silent for a long time!
Not entirely. There were still people shouting, and Fang Mao’s shouting was heartbreaking: “Come back, come back quickly! Come back!”

Fang Mao was obviously confused. There were five of them fighting. A few moments ago, he saw Gou Zheng and the Song general rolling on the ground, and he was thinking that if they were fighting like this, it would take a while to determine the winner.

But suddenly, Gou Zheng's head was cut off, and the Song general was still holding the head and showing it off.

He waited until Fang Mao came back to his senses and looked at the others before moving his gaze to the other side. Just as he was getting worried, Xu Fang's brain burst and he fell down...

He was already very anxious, so he started shouting, "Come back", but it seemed like no one paid any attention to him.

After another pause, another head fell from the horse.

Three of the five generals were killed in an instant. How could Fang Mao not cry out in agony?
Come back, where can I come back?
Just look at the Green-faced Beast Yang Zhi. In comparison, although he is slow, it is not because he is slow, but because others are too fast. He is indeed not slow. The ancestral Yang family spear is a unique skill honed in the meat grinder of the Liao-Song war in the past. The Yang family spear has really declined after being passed down to the present day.

In his life, Yang Zhi has devoted all his energy to restoring the former glory of the Yang family. How could he not be brave in front of an army of thousands?

Hu Yanzhuo had already rushed to his side, which only made Yang Zhi more anxious. The horse had just passed the Flying Leopard General Guo Shiguang by half a body length when he suddenly stood up in the stirrups, his body straight, his waist leaning backwards, and his spear going even backwards.

It was truly an amazing skill. This sudden counterattack was even more brilliant than the one Su Wu learned from Lu Junyi.

It was the back of the Flying Leopard General Guo Shiguan, which was pierced all over. Guo Shiguan was stabbed so hard that he fell forward and fell over the horse's head, and was trampled several times by his own horse.

Hu Yanzhuo and Yang Zhi had known each other for a long time and had a very close relationship. Seeing this scene, he even said with a smile: "I was worried that you couldn't take it down..."

Yang Zhi's face darkened, and he felt a little embarrassed. He snorted and said, "This fellow's martial arts is far inferior to mine, but he is really strong!"

Hu Yanzhuo did not take the ridicule seriously and said, "I can see that among the thieves, this guy is the strongest. It will take some effort for me to teach you a lesson."

Just ask, who is the most anxious at this moment?
Of course, the sick Yuchi Sun Li was the strongest, and Guo Shiguang was the strongest. The man in front of him, the flying general Wu Fu, was neither the best in martial arts nor the strongest.
This guy is the most slippery, the most cautious, and in fact, the most afraid of death...

People like this are actually the most troublesome in this battle of generals. Why are they troublesome?

After a few hits, this guy would distance himself and even let his horse run a few more steps. Sun Li would go to chase him, but he would not run away and would turn around to fight.

The two were about to cross paths again, but this guy turned his horse slightly at the last moment. Even if Sun Li leaned sideways to reach with his whip, he still couldn't reach it.

Sun Li was so furious and anxious from the beating that he saw everyone winning except him, who was so angry that he couldn't win for a long time!

Seeing Wang Xun coming to help, Sun Lixian said, "No need to help. This fellow's martial arts is far inferior to mine!"

This is the truth. When they first fought, they tested each other several times and knew each other well. That's why Wu Fu came to the battle so tactfully.

As soon as Sun Li finished speaking, he fought a few more times, but the fight was still not real. Sun Li was so angry that he shouted: "Little Wang, stop him over there!"

Wang Xun nodded and decided to go and block it. If he didn't, he would have no choice. If they continued to fight like this, Sun Li would probably have to wait for many rounds.

Seeing Wang Xun blocking the way ahead, Wu Fu was helpless as he was defeated on both sides. He was even more frightened and immediately turned his horse around!

I thought he turned around to meet Sun Li?

He turned halfway and headed straight for his own front, urging his horse to gallop while shouting, "My king, what are you waiting for? Beat the drum and march!"

Fang Mao was stunned when he heard this, and immediately shouted to everyone: "Beat the drums, beat the drums, all troops, attack!"

Sun Li and Wang Xun were chasing when they heard the shout. Wang Xun immediately reined in his horse. Seeing that Sun Li was still chasing, Wang Xun shouted, "Commander Sun, stop immediately!"

Sun Li was not going to listen at all and was still squeezing the horse's belly. In comparison, it was him who didn't show his face today, and it was too aggrieved not to show his face.

Just as Sun Li was about to ride his horse past Wang Xun, Wang Xun was quick-witted and reached out to grab Sun Li's reins. He pulled hard and actually stopped Sun Li's horse.

Just as Sun Li was about to get angry and curse, he heard the rumbling sound of drums. On the opposite side, groups of armored soldiers came forward with the sound of clattering footsteps.

Sun Li swallowed hard, his nose whirring with anger, and after looking around, he said, "Thank you very much!"

“Let’s go!” Wang Xun turned his horse around. Even in such a big battle, even if one had great abilities, it would be impossible for him to kill everyone if he was trapped in a huge army.

All five of them turned their horses around. There were even arrows flying from the sky, from soft bows and strong bows, making a whirring sound.

The five men crouched low, turned around and waved their weapons, deflecting countless arrows, but there were too many arrows and they still made their armors rattle.

It was also because the thieves did not have a real crossbow, let alone the magic arm bow that was only available in the armory of the capital. Otherwise, if the five people wanted to return safely, they could only rely on the favor of fate.

In the government army's formation, drums had already sounded. Eight hundred Wuzhou soldiers marched forward first, with Wu Erlang at the rear. The heavy cavalry did not move, while the light cavalry moved out on both wings.

Su Wu looked at the situation at this moment, seeing the five men running in a panic, and his heart tightened. He was certain of one thing in his mind, that he would never fight with generals again, unless, only in front of his own battle formation!

But Su Wu also knew that this battle of generals had a significant effect. Just look at the 100,000-strong army on the opposite side. The drums are beating loudly, but the enemy's front army is not fast, and the left and right are also slow.

Even looking further away, the central army was even more sparse, no longer looking like the scene of charging into battle.

It must be that some people are moving forward, some are hesitating, and some have already wandered off.

They were not moving fast, but were moving hesitantly. Those who were slacking off had very interesting expressions on their faces.

On the contrary, the government troops charged forward as soon as the drums sounded. They ran non-stop and very quickly. The Wuzhou soldiers who were the first to break into the enemy line were running ahead of others!

Judging from the situation, victory or defeat may have been largely determined, or even decided.

Thinking about the appearance of the three kings, they were really shooting themselves in the foot.

But Su Wu had no idea that among the more than a thousand cavalrymen behind him, there was a man who was staring at his back and was very anxious.

He was so anxious that he asked his men, "General, why won't you let us charge? If we don't go, the enemy will run away again."

The person who spoke was Fan Yun. There was no need to explain why he was anxious, but he also saw that the enemy's morale was low and they would soon collapse.

The captain came and said, "Don't be anxious, don't talk too much, when has the general ever made a mistake? The general has his own plan!"

How could Fan Yun not be anxious? He had calculated countless times that if he was an elite soldier, he would need eight heads, and if he was a bandit, he would need more than twenty heads.

How many more strings of cash are needed? More than 200 strings of cash!

He just had to wait like this until the bandits dispersed. Fan Yun was among more than a thousand cavalrymen and he couldn't leave the team without permission. Where could he find so many bandits?

Only when the enemy forces were strong and rushed into the enemy's formation, would Fan Yun be able to fight bravely. Perhaps if he could gather so many heads, he could earn more than 200 strings of cash!

It seemed that the horse under him also felt the restless mood of his master on his back, and his steps were moving back and forth.

The captain came over and scolded: "What's the matter? Calm the horses. Why are you getting worse and worse?"

Fan Yun quickly reached out and gently patted his mount's neck, and the good horse paused slightly.

Looking at the general again, he was still sitting calmly on the small mound in front of him, not moving a muscle. He just sat majestically on his horse in full armor.

He hurried to look ahead and saw that the two sides had already engaged in battle. The eight hundred Wuzhou soldiers were like arrows shot from a bow, rushing into the enemy's formation, using axes and hammers to kill people and horses.

Fan Yun only regretted that he had not joined the trap camp in the past, and had to like horses and join the cavalry.

But he forgot the joy and excitement he felt when he was a cavalryman in the past, and forgot the feeling of glory he felt when he rode on the horse.

General, General, hurry up!

The general was still calm and composed, and didn't even look back. There were drums and flags beside him. The first drum was beating vigorously, and it was unknown when the second drum would sound, and the red flag representing the heavy cavalry attack was not raised.

In front, the light cavalry on both wings were already running around the enemy formation, shooting arrows like rain.

The central army was already moving forward, swords and shields were raised, and bows and crossbows were fired continuously.

Just beside the small mound, there were five hundred general's personal guards. Among them, three hundred infantrymen were lined up in front of the general, motionless as a mountain. One hundred heavily armored cavalrymen also did not move. There were also one hundred light cavalrymen, most of whom responded to the orders of the soldiers, but no one ran back.

General, hurry up!
The general apparently didn't notice the pair of anxious eyes behind him, and only looked at the battlefield in front of him. The five generals had already returned safely. Wang Xun got off his horse and followed his father Wang Bin into the battle line.

The others had each returned to their own troops and had already turned around to move forward.

The fight between the generals really reduced the morale of the bandits. All their hopes of divine protection, divine generals, and invincibility were shattered.

Whether it is the elite troops or the followers of the enemy, it is obvious that they have little fighting spirit. Looking further away, it is obvious that the enemy's front and middle troops are out of touch.

There is no longer the kind of bravery and courage that we saw in the last battle of Huzhou!
Perhaps, everyone is wondering, is the Holy Archbishop’s mandate of heaven false?

Why did all six generals lose? Why did none of them win? Why did our generals, who used to win every battle and kill countless people, not even win a single battle now? Except for General Wu Fu, who fled in fear, all of them lost their lives?

The bravery of the government troops seems to be their destiny?
The battlefield was not far away, more than 200 steps away, Su Wu could see clearly that Wang Bing and his son, with 800 Wuzhou soldiers, were really brave and invincible, and their speed of breaking through the enemy lines was far beyond imagination. It was faster than Su Wu had expected, and Wu Song was behind them. The two camps seemed to have directly divided the 100,000-strong army into two halves.

Su Wu looked to the left and saw that the enemy's left formation had formed a diagonal line, with the middle in the front and the ones on the sides lagging far behind.

Looking at the right side, the bandits' right formation is in chaos. If you look closely, you can see that the officers are urging them to hurry while the bandits are cowardly. The officers are rushing while the bandits are dawdling. They are killing people, which has caused a small commotion...

Su Wu looked back and saw the heavy cavalry under his command.

Seeing the general looking back, Fan Yun was very excited, but then he saw the general turned his head back again. Fan Yun felt nervous again. If the fight continued, the enemy's formation would be defeated. Why didn't the general give the order yet?
Just when Fan Yun was extremely anxious, he saw the general in front of him slowly raise his hand and shout, "Lu Da, over there, can you see it?"

Twenty or thirty steps ahead, Commander Lu nodded and replied, "I see!"

The general raised his hand and finally swung it down: "Attack!"

"Understood!" Commander Lu shouted, but he did not ride away. Instead, he turned back and shouted, "Brothers, it's time to fight!"

More than a thousand cavalrymen came together and shouted: "We are willing to die with the general!"

This is already a common saying.

Fan Yun even stood up and shouted, his eyes were bloodshot and veins on his face were throbbing!
The red flag was raised, the first drum beat suddenly stopped, seven or eight drummers were replaced, and the second drum beat began.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The drumbeats were accompanied by the beating of my heart. The horse's hooves rubbed the ground a few times and then suddenly rushed away.

"drive!"

"Autumn!"

"Drive, drive, drive!"

Suddenly it seemed as if I could see nothing and feel nothing, only the low sound of drums beating against my eardrums, again and again, boom, boom, boom, endlessly!
As dense as raindrops, covering the earth!
I've long been accustomed to the sound of horse hooves.

Fan Yun was not at the front. He was not a captain and could not compete for the front position with the commander. Counting vertically in front of him, there were at least twenty or thirty people.

Looking around, he was not at the outermost part but was wrapped up in the crowd.

He is anxious!
The horses' hooves spurred on a few times, but the captain started to scold again, "Stop running!"

I'm very angry today. I don't know what's wrong with Fan Yun. It's like he's sick!
It couldn't be that his head was broken by the blow from his hand, right?
If that's the case, there's no point in me being the team leader!

Fan Yun immediately reined in his horse. He knew he couldn't run away. He was just too impatient...

In front, the huge commander Lu, riding a huge and strong horse, was riding two or three hundred steps at a rapid speed and had already entered the battle line. His huge broadsword chopped people like chopping melons and vegetables.

More than a thousand cavalrymen rushed into the enemy's formation in an instant, turning the world upside down!

Fan Yun was still anxious. The thieves were hiding and fleeing. His comrades in front were too brave. They chopped, stabbed and killed anyone they met. No one could escape him!
The thief did not come to meet him, so how could anyone sneak past him and ride in front of him?
How can we kill the enemy when the formation is so tight?
Fan Yun was extremely disappointed, yet extremely anxious. He stood up frequently to look, and was anxiously wondering why Commander Lu was always looking for places where the bandits were causing trouble.
Why don't you go to where the thieves are still concentrated?

Of course, he did understand that the purpose of sending heavy cavalry into the battle array was to disrupt the enemy's formation, and they would do whatever they could to cause chaos and charge in with the greatest effect.

However, after being in the battle for a long time, Fan Yun still had nothing in his hands and not a single head was captured.

This is how to do?
How can I get back to Huzhou? Xiaozhi's mother is still waiting...

Little Branch Lady...

In the middle of the enemy's army, Fang Mao's voice had already become hoarse as he shouted: "Go, go quickly! Charge forward!"

How can one not be able to make a breakthrough when one hundred thousand people are fighting against ten thousand people?
"Charge, charge!" Fang Mao had never been defeated. In the past two or three months, he had truly felt the most perfect and enjoyable experience a man could have in his life: power, momentum, majesty, victory in every battle, and invincibility...

He didn't even think he would lose today.

So, even though anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was going to lose today, Fang Mao still felt heartbroken, he didn't believe it!
Seeing the government troops getting closer and closer, Fang Mao raised his hand and pointed: "Beat them back, quickly, beat them back!"

Fang Mao was on a high place, shouting and dancing, jumping up and down, he had already lost his composure, but suddenly he was unaware of it.

Just ask who is around you?

Wu Fu, the Flying General who escaped from Sun Li's men, had already become pale and kept looking back.

Where are the troops of one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand?

Hesitating, wandering, turning around, fleeing...

Maybe there is a word that says it will collapse at the first touch, and it will collapse even before it is really touched.

The cavalry on both sides of the government army became even more daring, shooting from five or eight steps away, and even getting even closer to stab with their long spears. After stabbing, they would break away, draw their bows and shoot again, and then move closer again. There were long spears on the hooks on the sides of the horses, and they would pick them up and stab, stab, and then let go...

Many people had experienced it in Huzhou, and when they experienced it again, they ran faster than anyone else. They knew that as long as they spread out and ran fast, they could return alive.

There are 100,000 or 200,000 people, and the government troops cannot kill them all. Whoever runs slower will die.

"Kill, we will win, we will win!" Fang Mao was still shouting.

Finally, Wu Fu said, "My king, leave now, we have lost!"

"Nonsense, nonsense, I have won every battle, how could I lose!" Fang Mao scolded sternly, but he said, "Why are you still here? Go forward and kill me!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fu looked forward, then looked back, and surprisingly...he rode his horse and went back!

Fang Mao was in disbelief. After a moment of shock, he jumped up and said, "Come back! Come back! Come back!"

Wu Fu didn't even bother looking back. He just rode away at full speed. He didn't even know where the 1,700 or 1,800 elite soldiers under his command were. He just took the 100 or so riders with him and rode away.

The entire formation was in chaos, the government troops were close to breaking through the formation, and the government army's center was pushing forward. Those armored infantrymen were coming in a tight formation, and there was no effective obstacle at all.

This is a defeat that cannot be further defeated!
If we don't leave now, when will we leave? Who is to blame for the defeat in this battle? Who is to blame for the victory in this battle?
The three kings have square appearances, which is the fault of the fighting general!

Wu Fu thought clearly that among the eight flying generals, eight cavalrymen and eight brothers under the Holy Lord, only three were left, and the other five died on the spot!
Back to Hangzhou!
Not far away, a team of heavy cavalry broke into the formation from the side without any hindrance, and even ran faster than Wu Fu when he was fleeing. They broke into the formation, but did not chase the fleeing bandits, but turned and came sideways, their target was the center army.

Wu Fu's heart tightened, and he just rode faster, but his own defeated soldiers blocked the way from time to time. Fortunately, that team of heavy cavalry was heading towards the central army and would not chase him.

Just walk fast.

But suddenly, Wu Fu discovered that the heavy cavalry seemed to be turning again and heading straight towards him.

what happened?

Why don't you attack the commander of the central army instead of chasing after Wu Fu?
Wu Fu naturally didn't know that the heavy cavalry commander Lu Da was pointing at him from a distance, saying: "The hundred cavalrymen fleeing from the center of the army must be the leader of the bandits!"

This is a huge misunderstanding. The bandit leader Fang Mao is still jumping and shouting in the center of the army!
But at this moment, it seemed to Lu Da that the bandit cavalry who could escape so closely and quickly could not be the leader of the bandits.
However, Lu Da looked at the central army again. There seemed to be a group of people standing on a high place, and the big banner was still standing. At this moment, is the bandit leader more important, or the big banner?

In terms of grand strategy, the big banner is of course more important. As long as the big banner falls, the few bandits who are still fighting will surely collapse immediately, and the entire army of bandits will no longer have any combat power. This is a setback.

But the leader of the thieves was obviously on the run, and now that we had met him, we couldn't let him go.

Lu Da made up his mind instantly, turned around and raised his hand and waved: "You two, hurry up and chase the bandit leader, and the rest of you, follow me straight to the center of the army!"

More than a thousand cavalrymen were divided into two groups in an instant. Eight hundred cavalrymen attacked the enemy again, and two hundred cavalrymen chased the bandit leader.

Fan Yun in the crowd was delighted. As soon as the troops were divided, he immediately moved from the crowd to the front and outside of the team.

He was among the 200 riders chasing the bandit leader, so he immediately steered his horse to the side and looked up. Forty or fifty steps away, he saw a bandit running with his own head on his shoulder.

Unfortunately, he is a man without armor.

Hold the spear tightly under the armpit, run quickly, run quickly, the spear will come out from the armpit, open it, one!
Only worth ten strings of cash.

I looked again and saw another one! Ten strings of cash!

Hurry up!
Another ten strings of cash!

Faster, faster! Armored thieves, or cavalry, hundreds of them, not far away!

The hundred or so riders were none other than Wu Fu. They were helpless. If they were being chased like this, they would surely be killed one by one from behind. Fortunately, there were not many government troops chasing them. No matter what, they had to run around in a circle, change direction, and turn around to meet the enemy. Only in this way could they have a chance of survival.

There is no other way but to fight the enemy. It's a pity that this little horse from Jiangnan can't outrun the enemy's tall and big horses.

After just a moment, they circled around and faced the enemy head-on, and the two armies' cavalry were already on the verge of a collision.

The horse is smart and will not collide head-on.

In fact, when wielding weapons, they were swinging them desperately, all it depended on who was more familiar with the speed of the horses passing each other, and who could seize the perfect opportunity at that moment.

The two groups of cavalrymen collided with each other, and countless of them fell off their horses in an instant.

After going in the wrong direction for a while, the team leader Fan Yun just reined in his horse and turned around to come back. He was calculating in his mind, one... thirty strings of cash!

When the horses turned around, Fan Yun saw that the thief who was still sitting on the horse was no more than forty or fifty years old. He became more and more anxious.

Go again and again!

The captain shouted: "Hold on tight, don't fall off your horse!"

As long as you don't fall off the horse, even if you are injured, your chances of survival are actually quite good. If you are covered in heavy armor and are seriously injured, once you fall off the horse and are trampled to death by the horse's hooves, your chances of survival are hard to predict.

After hearing the reminder, Fan Yun subconsciously clamped the horse's belly tightly and went on.

The thief will come again. He has no choice but to come. If he doesn't come, he can't run away, so he will have to stab him in the back one by one.

Wu Fu started to think again. He had to charge forward this time, but he also had to think about how to escape. He felt like he was stuck with a dog-skin plaster and had only bad luck.

The two groups of cavalrymen charged again. They were more than a hundred steps apart and, with their horses galloping, they were so close that they collided again in an instant.

Fan Yun was thinking, one more, preferably two.

He went forward to meet the attack and fired a shot. The timing couldn't be better. It was the steadiness, accuracy and ruthlessness that Fan Yun had learned through countless training and battles!

However, he didn't expect such a perfect strike. The man in front of him suddenly raised his spear and knocked Fan Yun's spear aside.

Fan Yun was shocked, how could it be possible? He came to his senses immediately and thought that the thief who had missed the target with his spear must be a big thief. Only a big thief could have such a skill. Fan Yun suddenly thought and remembered the man's face.

Yes, a big thief, a big thief is valuable! A big thief is not just about a few dozen strings of cash, the one just now was a big thief!
Hurry, hurry, pull the reins in front, turn the horse's hooves around, and run again!

The big thief is still there. Fan Yun's eyes are fixed on him. The big thief is coming, coming, coming.

The spear went out again, and the big thief was driven away with one strike, and the thief's horse hoof was about to miss him again.

Fan Yun was so anxious... he threw away his spear, kicked the stirrups with his legs, and leaped out as if he had used all his strength.

Even Fan Yun, who was in mid-air, could clearly see the look of astonishment on the big thief's face. In fact, Fan Yun had already subconsciously half-crouched on the horse's back, determined not to let this big thief go no matter what.

Fan Yun rushed forward as if throwing his entire body out, and instantly hit the thief on horseback, and both of them rolled to the ground immediately.

I also heard the leader shouting, "Fan Yun!"

The horses had already passed by, and the captain kept muttering: "He's sick, he's sick, this guy is sick!"

When the riders had not gone far, the captain reined in his horses and said, "Hurry, hurry, gather together! Turn around!"

It can also be seen that about seventy or eighty steps away, Fan Yun tightly hugged the body of the fallen thief, and the thief was struggling desperately, picking up an iron helmet and hitting Fan Yun on the head repeatedly.

It was true that Fan Yun was much less powerful than the big thief. Fan Yun had also practiced sumo wrestling, but he could neither suppress nor lock the thief. He could only hold the thief's waist and abdomen tightly.

The thief's helmet was dented by the impact, so he tried to draw his sword, but Fan Yun had it tied around his waist, holding the hilt together, so he couldn't pull it out. He then picked up a stone from the ground and started hitting Fan Yun on the head.

In fact, Fan Yun should not have been so passive in taking the beating. Although he was weak, he was always brave. It was just because his left leg was broken when he fell off his horse at high speed. He had no other tricks left but this one, which was to hold the man down until he died.

This is a big thief! This is worth hundreds, or even thousands of strings of cash!
Just looking inside Fan Yun's iron helmet, the blood from his head had already flowed all over his cheeks.

The big thief was smashing things while shouting anxiously: "Let go, let go, I'm going to kill you! Don't let go!"

Fan Yun's helmet was knocked loudly, but he was still able to speak: "You are mine!"

The big thief knocked at Fan Yun's helmet with a stone while looking up at the government cavalry that was already rushing over. The leader was also shouting, "Fan Yun, Fan Yun!"

Seventy or eighty steps, it came too fast!
The great thief Wu Fu threw aside the stone that he had hit countless times, spread his hands, and lay on the ground. He was completely hopeless and was ready to let anyone tie him up, but he had to shout, "I am the Great Flying General Wu Fu!"

He shouted this in order to save his life. If someone like Wu Fu was captured alive, it would be a great achievement. I wonder how many people would be promoted and how many would be rewarded!
The riders dismounted and surrounded him. Wu Fu stopped resisting. Although he was beaten with fists and feet, it was nothing...

The guy finally loosened his hands and shouted, "Fan Yun, what happened to you? What's wrong with you?"

But he looked at Fan Yun who was already in the arms of the captain, grinning and saying, "This is valuable. I have enough money."

"What money? How much do you want? Do you owe anyone money?" The captain asked repeatedly. If he hadn't seen that Fan Yun's face was covered in blood, he would have really hit him.

"No, Xiaozhi's mother, she promised her body to me, and I want to redeem her!" Fan Yun replied.

Although the captain was confused by what he heard, he understood it to some extent. He looked up and down at Fan Yun's miserable condition and started to scold him, "How much money?"

"There is still a shortfall of two hundred and sixty strings of cash!" Fan Yun turned to look at the big thief lying motionless on the ground, and he felt relieved. This time it was really enough. After returning to Dongping Prefecture, he might even be able to buy a small house in the city.

The captain was angry and heartbroken, so he didn't scold her. He just said, "Why are you so stupid? Just tell your brothers. They will help you get more than 200 strings of cash. Alas... if you die, Xiaozhi's mother will be relieved..."

"Hehe, Captain, I'm not dead yet, am I?" Fan Yun could still grin.

Everyone turned around and asked, "What kind of thief is this?"

Wu Fu quickly replied: "I am the Great Flying General Wu Fu, under the Holy Lord. If I go to your general, it must be worth money!"

With this answer, Wu Fu felt much more at ease. Money was one of them, but not his life.

Everyone in the circle was surprised, and they immediately surrounded the area with spears more tightly, with some even leaning over to press down.

The captain put Fan Yun down and laid him flat on his back. He stood up, drew his sword, and said, "Fan Yun, this head is yours alone."

As he spoke, the captain looked around, and everyone nodded immediately: "It should be Captain Fan alone!"

"Yes, yes, yes. You don't have to share it with us. Captain Fan paid for it with his life!"

Wu Fu was shocked when he heard this and asked his attendants, "Why do you want a head? Aren't living people more valuable?"

But Wu Fu had no idea that in Su Wu's army, heads were enough. Heads were valuable, and it didn't matter whether they were alive or dead, as long as they were dead.

Even in this chaotic war, it is not convenient to carry a living person, but it is much more convenient to carry a head.

No one responded to Wu Fu's words. Instead, the captain came with a knife and chopped the Flying General Wu Fu, who was pinned to the ground, into two pieces on the spot.

After picking up the head, the captain put it under his armpit and said, "Let's go. Can we still fight the horse?"

"Yes!" Fan Yun said firmly. His head was dizzy and his broken leg was painful, but he could do it. He just let everyone carry him and send him there immediately.

If you want to know the captain's name, it's Chen Da, the Tiger Leaping over the Stream, who is under Lu Da's command! This time when he returns, he must be the battalion commander.

After he got on the horse and the horse's hooves rose again, the captain came to ask, "What does Xiaozhi's mother look like?"

"Beautiful!" Fan Yun smiled, and his smile was extremely happy. This was the only word that came out of his mouth, and he was very sure of it.

(Brothers, these 1600 words took a long time to write, and they are also wonderful...)
(End of this chapter)