I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 827 The Devil
Sun Jian's army has now expanded a bit, reaching more than [-] people.At this moment, he came out of the dark night, first shot with crossbow arrows, and then charged with white blades.

Under normal circumstances, this is enough to defeat the ragtag Yellow Turban troops.

But tonight, the evil spirit was swirling between the heaven and the earth, and all the Yellow Turbans were blessed with violence, and they were not afraid of life and death at all, and they were fearless.

The two sides clashed iron and blood, and in the blink of an eye, there were heavy casualties.

After all, the leaders of the Yellow Turbans are all elites, and most of them have various weapons and armor copied from the Wancheng treasury.

In terms of equipment, it is not weaker than that of Sun Jian's troops, nor is it weak in bravery.However, the number of people was greater than that of Sun Jian's troops, and the instant troops suffered a big loss immediately. If Sun Jian hadn't gone crazy, welcomed the power of star life into his body again, started mowing Wushuang, and stabilized his own army, otherwise he Instead, the army will be defeated.

At this moment, the thunder sounded again, but the heavy cavalry on the other side had completed their formation and began to attack the Yellow Turban again.

The battle here is in full swing, but Zheng Xiaoming's troops are relatively relaxed at this time, hiding in the wooden stockade and shooting arrows to kill the yellow scarves who broke out from Wancheng.

"Hehe, I expected that you would choose Nancheng to break through. The Liaoxi Cavalry and Jiangdong Tigers are waiting for you!"

Zheng Xiaoming smiled easily, seeing that the time was almost here... mainly because the elite Yellow Turbans had already passed away, and the rest of the Yellow Turbans who left the city were ordinary, without much training, and the Yellow Turbans did not have complete armor and weapons.He immediately ordered: "Get out of the village to intercept!"

Fighting wars also depends on brains, and eating persimmons also requires picking soft ones.To deal with the enemy, of course we must deal with those weak enemies.After all, he, Zheng Xiaoming, led either his own soldiers, or the private soldiers of the Yin clan and other big clans.Of course I can't bear to spend it!

Those Yellow Turban elites should be handed over to Sun Wenti, and let's meet Liaoxi cavalry!

With the sound of war drums, the gate of Muzhai opened, and the subordinate army who had been preparing for a long time took the opportunity to fight out. It can be said that they punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai Kindergarten.

The yellow turbans who came out from behind were all mobs, even many were old and weak women and children, who didn't have much fighting power. When they broke through in the dark, when people were panicked, they immediately collapsed when they were attacked, either crying for mercy or running around.

Zheng Xiaoming also didn't want to do more damage, after all, since Han Zhong ordered these villages that bypassed them not to attack, he had actually given up on these old and weak women and children.

He knew that if he didn't break through these strongholds, his back road would be easily copied.He still chose to do this, obviously because Han Zhong only wanted to take the elite of the Yellow Turbans out, and the old, weak, women and children behind him were left to their fate.

For these abandoned sons, Zheng Xiaoming did not need to do more evil.

But other people don't care about that much, even his army is desperately trying to kill people and grab heads... The Han family uses the first round of military merits, and only when they kill more heads can they have more military merits and rewards.

This kind of thing can't be stopped by a word from the general... Blocking people's money is like killing their parents. It's time for the general to stop it, otherwise it will cause a mutiny.

Don't talk about Zheng Xiaoming at this time, even Qin Jie can't stop him.

Except for Zheng Xiaoming's department, other departments also rushed out from Muzhai, and began to fight for the head.

So much so that Zheng Xiaoming's subordinates had some quarrels with other troops.If there were not enough heads, they might all be merged!
The red-eyed soldiers don't care about anything now!

Zheng Xiaoming is not in the mood to take care of this now, because his attention has been placed on Wancheng.

Although the Yellow Turban had already left the city, the city should have been empty, but Zheng Xiaoming had no intention of organizing an army to enter Wancheng and snatch the first victory in the city.

After all, being the first to ascend is a great achievement!

Without him, Zheng Xiaoming felt that there seemed to be a huge danger brewing in Wancheng.

It just so happens that there are daredevils who don't know how to live or die, so it's time to prepare to rob the city.

However, a group of pawns under the governor of Jingzhou, Xu Wei, came around and rushed towards the wide-open city gate while Nancheng was enjoying the head-hunting.

However, when these people entered the city, it was as if a mud cow had entered the sea and there was no more movement.

Zheng Xiaoming felt a slight chill in his heart, knowing that something must have happened in the city.More than [-] elite Han troops under the governor of Jingzhou went in, but there was no movement at all, which seemed really strange.

Soon another army entered the city, and it was Zhu Jun's unit who also took the opportunity to enter the city...

On the battlefield, as a famous general, you have to be able to fight, but you must also be able to take credit.This kind of thing is the same in ancient and modern China and abroad.

Even in the workplace, it is normal, hard work is useless.Let the credit be seen by the superiors!

As a famous general, Zhu Jun's ability to grab credit is naturally not weak.

Although Sun Jian was sent to intercept the Yellow Turban, he didn't plan to give others the great credit for recovering Wancheng, at least not all of it to others, and he had to share some of it himself.

Otherwise, you will be the one who kills you, and others will share the credit...

No one would do such a stupid thing.Of course Zhu Jun was no exception. The North City where he was stationed was a little far from the South City, and he didn't want to go around and enter the city like Xu Qiu's troops.

Instead, he led his subordinates to enter the city directly from the northern city, and entered the city.Then they saw a horrific scene under the firelight.

Among the countless wrecked corpses, stood demon men with red eyes.

Those demons are all tall, more than [-] meters tall. Ordinary people stand in front of them, either to the waist or to the chest.

Of course, what is frightening is not their height, but that they have a layer of armor-like bony shells, and sharp bony spurs protrude from these bony shells, making them look even more vicious and ferocious.

And theirs were mutated to be replaced by bones, and they grew out of big knives like praying mantises, with serrated bone knives.

And there is no need to doubt the sharpness of these bony knives, as many corpses on the ground can prove.

Seeing such a scene, Zhu Jun was terrified... It wasn't that they were timid, but that they had never seen such a frightening thing.

"What the hell?"

And those ghost things have already moved, they landed on all fours, and rushed over quickly.

The next one was five or six meters away, suddenly jumped up, and slashed down with the bony sabers in both arms, beheading a Han army who was still in a daze on the spot.

If it weren't for the iron armor on the Han army, it would not be as simple as death at this moment, and it would probably be split into several halves.

More demons rushed forward one by one, jumped up, and slashed down with long bone knives.

Although their bony long knives were not strong enough to split the iron armor in half, they had no problem breaking through the armor at all.

Weighing more than [-] kilograms, the armor made of iron sheets was easily split and pierced by these bony long knives, easily killing and killing Zhu Jun's Han army.

(End of this chapter)