Chapter 145 Killing

How could Yuan Zongdi not know Chuang Wang’s intention?

Sun Chuanting was not easy to deal with. At first, even King Chuang almost fell into the hands of Sun Chuanting and Hong Chengchou. Only eighteen people escaped, and it took a lot of danger to regain his strength.

Now that Sun Chuanting is here again, how can King Chuang not pay attention to it? This can be seen from Sun Chuanting's tens of thousands of troops, and King Chuang himself leading an army of two hundred thousand to meet the enemy.

If Xiangcheng's fierce enemies continue to respond to the enemy Sun Chuanting, the consequences will be unpredictable. As Li Chuang's core figure, he deeply knew Li Chuang's fear of the enemy forces in Xiangcheng.

Therefore, he must hold back the enemy troops in Xiangcheng and must not let the enemy troops in Xiangcheng reach Jiaxian County.

Yuan Zongdi was not a fool. After receiving Li Chuang's order, he changed his mind and came up with a plan. He drove 70,000 to 80,000 subordinate cannon fodder from the west of the city to the south of the city, and moved his troops in and out to make noise. However, under the cover of these actions, he quietly ordered his confidants to lead an army consisting of a thousand old battalions and nine thousand thieves. The elite army is ambushing the must-pass from Xiangcheng to Jiaxian.

Then he calmed down his anxious heart and waited quietly.

He knew very well that once the winner was determined in Jiaxian, he would have to adapt accordingly. If Jiaxian wins, he will prepare for the imminent destruction of Xiangcheng. If Jiaxian was defeated, he would make preparations for escape.

Yuan Zongdi paced back and forth, suppressing his anxiety, but he couldn't suppress the violence in his heart, so he asked someone to drag in a few women and torture them to relieve the pressure.

About noon, a thief hurried over and pushed open the door of the house. There was a loud scream inside the door.

The leader of the thieves, Quan, did not see him. He only said to Yuan Zongdi, who was abusing the woman: "Master, there are thieves coming from the south!"

Yuan Zong was startled for the first time. He squeezed the woman's neck with his hand and broke her neck. He stood up immediately, pulled up a robe and put it on his body: "Is he a Ming thief from Xiangcheng?!"

"If nothing unexpected, it should be."

The thief said.

Yuan Zongdi asked again: "How many people are there?"

"No...not sure." The thief lowered his head.

Yuan Zongdi said yes, strode away, walked up to the thief, pulled out the knife from the thief's waist, and stabbed the thief through the head with a single blow.

"I don't know? What's the use of you?"

Raising his foot and kicking him away, Yuan Zongdi shouted: "Come here, put on your armor and prepare your horse for me!"

By the time Yuan Zongdi hurried to the city, there was already chaos outside the city.

Seventy-eight thousand refugees were running like wolves and dolphins, their wails shaking the heaven and the earth. And behind those refugee followers, an army lined up as neatly as tofu cubes was slowly advancing!

"Li Ergou, what's going on!"

Yuan Zong was the first to catch a thief next to him: "The boss told you to take a good look at the refugees. Is this how you look at them?!"

Li Ergou was tall and bearded, but he shivered in front of Yuan Zongdi, a seemingly delicate man.

Yuan Zongdi hated him and knocked him down with a slap, but he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

Since he led the army, although he has not started a big battle with the Ming thieves in Xiangcheng, small-scale battles have continued day by day.

Especially in the first few days, the thieves under his command were just like him. Although they were wary of the Ming army in Xiangcheng, they had never fought with real swords and guns, and they still felt lucky.

But the truth slapped them in the face.

Whether it was a battle between the scouts at night, or a small-scale battle between dozens or hundreds of people, they were all defeated, and were even strangled to death repeatedly.

So he was afraid of being beaten and did not dare to fight anymore, so he retreated into the city.

He had driven the refugees to the south of the city with the intention of setting up a barrier. Since it is a barrier, it must be of some use, so people watch it. If the enemy troops in Xiangcheng arrive, they can organize a little resistance and consume the cannons and arrows of the enemy troops in Xiangcheng.

But he didn't expect that his thieves had been frightened by the enemy troops in Xiangcheng. When they saw the enemy troops, their first thought was not to resist, but to run away - leaving tens of thousands of followers behind and ran to the city.

Standing at the top of the city, Yuan Zong could see clearly at first glance. There are not many enemies coming from Xiangcheng, only two to three thousand people. If they can be well organized, the 70,000 to 80,000 refugees outside the city can stop them.

But what now?

Seventy-eight thousand refugees, more than twenty times the number, collapsed like sheep being herded by two to three thousand people.

No matter how capable Yuan Zongdi is, there is nothing he can do now. Even if we send a troop of troops out now, it will be of no use at all. Instead, they will be overrun by the frantic refugees.

"Keep the city gate tight and don't open the door!" Yuan Zongdi shouted: "Let the sons and gentlemen prepare and set up the cannons for the old bosses. If a dog dares to come over, his life will be spared!"

Under the city, an unknown number of refugees had gathered at the city gate. They rushed to the city gate frantically, shouting for the 'rebels' to open the door.

But the gazes cast from the top of the city were all cold.

Among the troops outside the city, Zheng Jiu abandoned his horse and only carried a long spear in the spearmen's formation. Following the drumbeats, which were advancing like a wall, rows of spears advanced and retreated, stabbing each other, and countless corpses fell at their feet.

Apart from the drum beats, there is only the sound of heavy breathing.

Two hundred and fifty horse troops on each side protected the formation, killing the rushing bandit followers to prevent them from attacking the army from the flanks. In the formation, ten squatting tiger cannons on carriages were supported by the military formation and advanced slowly. Surrounding the squatting tiger cannons were five hundred artillerymen holding blazing guns. Around the artillery were five hundred archers.

The artillery did not fire, the bandits' followers had collapsed, and there was no need to waste resources. What's more, when cannons and muskets are fired, the smoke fills up and obscures the view.

Only the archers, sparsely, shot an arrow occasionally while keeping their arms from getting weak.

The main force of the killing was the spearmen in front.

Zheng Wu stabbed one person to death with one shot, and just killed him in a muffled voice. His face was red, and the blood in his chest was surging. He is already looking forward to how many military achievements he will receive after this victory!

Not only him, but the entire army and every soldier was thinking about it.

kill! Make meritorious service! Military merit feedback!

They took heavy and hard steps, neither fast nor slow, neither impatient nor impatient, just killing. Just kill, and the more you kill, the smoother and more neatly you kill!

Every soldier is transformed in the killing!

"Lord General!"

A battalion general beside him said: "We are already one and a half miles away!"

Only then did Zheng Jiu wake up from the excitement of killing. He looked up and saw the thieves in the forest at the head of Yuzhou City in the distance.

"A mile and a half?"

"Yes, sir! This might prevent the thieves from firing, so it's better to stop!"

Zheng Jiu nodded, then shook his head: "Fire a cannon? Haha... Are any of the soldiers afraid?!"

No one answered.

Zheng Jiu laughed wildly: "The thieves don't fire cannons, grandpa will fire cannons! Another half mile in!"

The military formation did not stop, and the momentum of muffled killing became more and more powerful!

On top of the city, countless thieves were horrified and confused - was this a team of killing machines? !

Finally the sound of cannon was heard. But the thieves at the top of the city couldn't hold back the pressure. Someone fired randomly. So before Yuan Zongdi could roar in anger, the more than ten cannons of various colors at the top of the city fired randomly in the first round, but not even a single soldier from Zheng Jiu's command was hit.

Zheng Jiu smiled ferociously: "The mob is just like thieves! Come on, show these thieves the firepower of our generals!"