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Chapter Thirty-Seven(1/2)

Before the severe winter has entered, the harsh climate of severe winter has occurred. The water frost is blown down and the thick fog is covered. Within one or two feet, there are almost no figures.

cold.

On the top of Shouzhou city, the bandits patrol themselves, but they shrank, holding spears in their arms, and their hands were thrust into the cow.

Whether it is the thief head or the thief soldiers, they are all listless and complain.

At this time, it would be a good thing to be able to stay in a pile of straw. Unfortunately, it's not possible.

Old Hui Ma Shouying was originally a soldier, but later became a thief. After all, he had the experience of joining the army. Although he was just an ordinary soldier, he did not have the ability to train elite soldiers, but he could still be in place for some basic arrangements.

For example, patrols, the requirements are stricter.

After all, Fengyang is closest. If you are not careful, who knows when Huang Degong will come?

The bandits were vicious and had a disagreement, and they were in a bad mood, so they wanted to kill people. Therefore, the bandits at the bottom were extremely afraid and did not dare to neglect them.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves sounded.

It naturally attracted the attention of the patrol of the thieves on the city wall.

The experienced thief head, after hearing it carefully, sighed relieved: "It's just a hundred cavalry, maybe it was someone sent by a king."

No wonder he thought so.

Because the Ming army did not have the courage to come to Shouzhou to play wild with just a hundred cavalry. In Shouzhou, there have been no shortage of conflicts with Huang Degong and Wang Xian in recent years, but there was no time when only a hundred cavalry dared to come down to the city.

In the minds of the bandits, there were only soldiers under the command of several other kings.

Calculate the time, it will only be three or five days before handing over to guard Shouzhou. Therefore, it is not surprising that one of the other four kings sent someone to come.

The sound of hooves gradually rose, and the bandits on the top of the city were all looking around.

It seemed that the hundred cavalry had reached within seven or eight feet of the city, and someone found something was wrong!

Although the thick fog is strong, you will definitely not be able to see your face within seven or eight feet, but the rough color can tell the reason!

red!

A row of red!

"Which old camp under which king has red armor?"

The patrol thief asked.

"No?" said a bandit soldier: "The government army is red."

Immediately, the thief's expression changed drastically: "No, it's the official army! I'll ring the alarm bell! Come and report the news to the King's Mansion, the official army is coming!"

He shouted again: "Archer, where are the archers? Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows!"

There was a mess on the city wall.

When fighting a bandit war, there is basically no structure except for the old camp. It is best to fight with the wind, and once it falls into a disadvantage, it will collapse quickly. Even if it is the old camp of bandits, it is actually the same.

Can't fight tough battles.

Because those bandits are used to being slippery.

It is actually exactly the same as the corrupt official army, and there is not much difference.

Seeing the Ming cavalry with red helmets and red robes reaching the city, these thieves panicked and couldn't do anything to be messed up. The thieves drank and even got in trouble.

There is no real military literacy at all.

If the old thief from the old camp at this time, I would be afraid that it would be fierce and could fight back. But how could the old thief patrolling the city be there? They are all the most ordinary thiefs.

A few arrows flew down without blocking them, and they never hurt a single person.

Zhao Yu rode his horse, rolled up fogs of fog, turned into a tornado, and reached the city gate in just a few breaths!

The iron cone was raised high and with a loud blow, the air exploded, and the surrounding fog was instantly repelled. There was only a loud bang, and the city was shaken. The bandits almost couldn't stand firm, and the city gate turned into fragments!

"Kill in!"

With a loud shout, the dark clouds under his crotch stepped on Xue Xilulu's hissing, and he jumped into Shouzhou.

The shouts of killing suddenly arose.

...

"What?!"

Huang Degong's face was as dark as charcoal: "Is it empty?"

“Where did you go?!”

"No...I don't know."

"I don't know?" Huang Degong was furious, drew his sword and cut off the soldier's head, shouting sternly: "Come here!"

Some soldiers came in tremblingly and quickly fell to their knees.

"Go and check it out for me. Before noon, I must know where the damn Liaodong barbarian is! If you can't find it, don't come back!"

After rushing the soldiers, Huang Degong breathed heavily and said resentfully: "Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu, you insult me ​​too much. If you don't kill you, what will I see!"

However, at this time, Huang Degong knew that Zhao Yu had broken Shouzhou, which was a hundred miles away.

Zhao Yu's tactical arrangements were not exquisite and surprising. If someone came, it would be difficult to take down Shouzhou City. Zhao Yu's power lies in his ability to be sure that he could break the city gate!

Once the city gate was broken, the thieves in the city were naturally in chaos. In addition, Zhao Yu was so fierce that no one could stop him wherever he passed and crushed him straight. Even if Ma Shouying organized his three thousand old camps to stop him, he would just be a meat bun to beat the dog, and there would be no return.

Let’s talk about just three thousand old thieves. When Zhao Yu was in Liaodong, tens of thousands of Tartar cavalry could not stop him! He chased Huang Taiji with one person and one cone, and he had no way to go to the sky and no way to the ground.

What qualifications does Ma Shouying have to compare with the Tartars?

Three thousand old thieves were crowded together on the streets in the city, just in time for Zhao Yu to perform.

After one cone, he took the account with his men and horses, dozens of people were punished. He pushed the enemy all the way and killed the generals. In just half of the three thousand old thieves, they were killed by Zhao Yu with his own strength, and the rest dispersed.

Crush out a bloody path!

The thief was shocked by the thief's face, and he only thought that the devil came to the world and was terrified and frightened. In the city of Shouzhou, there were tens of thousands of thieves, all of which were full of terror.

They all became headless flies, wishing they could grow wings, squeezed them back, and even attacked and killed each other to escape. More people died in the hands of their own people than Zhao Yu!

Ma Shouying was shocked. Seeing Zhao Yu so fierce, he was also gasping for a cold breath, and he also remembered the rumors from Liaodong.

"It's the Liaodong war god who defeated the Tartars, Zhao Yu!"

I once heard that someone, with his own strength, defeated tens of thousands of Tartars' army and stewed over the top leaders of the Tartars. Ma Shouying was just a joke.

But now I’m witnessing it with my own eyes, how shocking it is?!

"escape!"

Ma Shouying reacted and the first thought that came to his mind.

But how could Zhao Yu let him escape?

I saw this man wearing armor and guarded by the old thief around him, and he was clearly the leader of the thief. As long as the leader of the thief is still there, he can be brought up another bandit for three or five months, and he will never be able to keep him!

So the left and right cavalry said: "Old Zhang, if you lead people to destroy the old thief in the city, you must not escape. The rest will be surrendered from the thief. I will chase the horse and guard it. This thief leader will not be spared today!"

Commander Zhang took the order with a fanatical look on his face: "Don't worry, General!"

"good!"

Zhao Yu laughed loudly, pulled his horse and waved his whip, each man and a horse, and the iron cone shook and rushed straight to the horse and rushed forward.

"Old thief, where can I go!"

When Ma Shouying heard the sound, he was almost terrified and the horse whip danced wildly: "Go away... Go and block that devil! Block him!"

But where is there anyone listening to him?!

He was just a thief. Because of his fierceness and ruthlessness, he could gather a group of thieves. Huang Taiji could order his elite cavalry to stop Zhao Yu without his life. What is Ma Shouying?

Zhao Yu is really fierce. These old thieves are shocked and look no further. They can't even save their lives. Who cares about Ma Shouying?

When some old thieves saw Zhao Yu chasing him, they immediately scattered and left a horse guard in the air.

Zhao Yu laughed loudly: "The thief is a thief. He does not know etiquette and righteousness, loyalty and filial piety, and is completely a beast. The horse guards the response and does not surrender!"

Ma Shouying was so scared that he was about to spit out his bile, but after all, he cherished his life and only slapped a dagger to the horse's butt, and ran towards the west gate to escape.

Zhao Yu chased after him, but he was not in a hurry. All the thieves along the way were killed.

I happened to chase after the west gate.

The west gate was already in chaos, and the city gate was wide open. Horse Shouying rode his horse out of the city gate. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his face immediately felt ashamed.

I saw three thousand Ming troops forming a formation outside the city gate, surrounded by water. If a thief rushed out, there would be a rain of arrows and guns to entertain him.

Outside this city gate, there are hundreds or thousands of thieves' corpses.

Ma Shouying was desperate.

He looked at the Ming army formation that was waiting for the battle, and turned around with difficulty. Seeing Zhao Yuce's cavalry, he was about to approach. He couldn't help but shake and almost fell off the horse.

But he slowly dismounted and crawled on the ground.

The leader of the thief is not only violent, but also cunning.
To be continued...
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