please make me king

Overly heavy weapons are useless most of the time, and will only consume your little physical strength.

However, when you actually wield those heavy weapons, it's a nightmare for those heavy armored soldiers.

According to common sense, heavy armor soldiers on the battlefield are very difficult to deal with.

Often a group of people jingle Dangdang for a long time, but they can't do anything to each other.

But it was not the case for Zhang Sanbai, who was born with supernatural power. The three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand seemed to be forged to break through armor.

With a heavy weight of twenty catties, under his swing, he could kill a person by smashing it, let alone stabbing or slashing.

The thick iron armor, under the slashing and piercing of his three-pointed two-edged knife, is like paper paste.

Those post-gold elites were also raised by their mothers and fathers, and they must have three heads and six arms. When they fought against the Ming army in the past, they were considered brave because of their thick armor.

Now that they met someone who was more ruthless and braver than them, they vented their anger, and naturally they were kicked out and ran around.

"So the tartars are nothing more than that!" At this moment, Zhu Shichang, who was ordered to resist Zhang Sanbai, saw the tartars like this, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Quick, quick, the 'Three-Eyed Thief' is coming, stop them quickly!" Seeing Zhu Shichang rushing over, the panicked Ma Zhan couldn't help but quickly ordered.

"The slave takes orders!" Zhu Shichang saw his master being so polite to him, he immediately straightened his back and had enough confidence, he quickly led his soldiers to stop him.

"Which one are you? How dare you stop me!" Zhang Sanbai, wearing double armor and panting tiredly, couldn't help shouting when he saw Zhu Shichang.

"You wish grandpa is here, come and lead him to death!" Zhu Shichang couldn't help but speak boldly.

"Oh?" Zhang Sanbai took the opportunity to take a breath, cast a contemptuous look at him and said, "So it's a dog slave, don't want to bark here, tell the master to come out and lead him to death!"

"To tell you the truth, I've seen a fox pretending to be a tiger, but it's the first time I've seen a fox pretending to be a mouse!"

"Hahaha!" As soon as Zhang Sanbai said this, the crowd immediately burst into laughter.

"Thief dare!" Zhu Shichang was flushed with embarrassment by Zhang Sanbai, and couldn't help but become angry from embarrassment, and charged forward.

"Hey, am I wrong?" Zhang Sanbai asked back with a blank expression, and sliced ​​open Zhu Shichang's weapon.

"It's useless to talk too much, I'll see the truth!" Zhu Shichang saw that he couldn't talk to him, so he refused to answer his words.

"You are the one who speaks rudely, and you are the one who speaks more uselessly. You have said all the good things about your feelings!" Zhang Sanbai was so unreasonable, and suddenly choked that Zhu Shichang was ashamed and fussy, and his marksmanship gradually became disordered.

It didn't matter that this was a mess, Zhang Sanbai immediately noticed a flaw.

He couldn't help knocking the gun with the knife, three times in a row, Zhu Shichang's arms were numb and his fingers were so weak that he could hardly hold it.

If you defend for a long time, you will lose, so Zhu Shichang couldn't help but returned the shot.

Zhang Sanbai couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw him, and rushed to meet him, but was being stabbed right in the side.

When Zhu Shichang saw this, he was overjoyed at first, and then surprised.

It turned out that although the spear hit, it was not solid enough to cause fatal damage to Zhang Sanbai.

Zhu Shichang was flustered and was about to retreat, but unexpectedly his legs and feet hurt, so he failed to retreat, but was bullied by Zhang Sanbai, who slashed his neck with a knife.

"Ah!" Zhu Shichang screamed, he couldn't help abandoning his spear, and grabbed Zhang Sanbai's three-pointed two-edged knife tightly.

It turned out that Zhang Sanbai's knife pierced Zhu Shichang's neck guard with the side blade and severed his main artery.

The splashing blood, as if no money was needed, immediately splattered everywhere.

Zhang Sanbai disliked him for dirtying his battle robe, stepped forward and kicked him away, and ordered without looking back: "Cut it off, and credit it!"

"Zhu...Zhu Shichang is dead too!" Seeing Nama Zhan, she couldn't help but lose her mind, and quickly retreated.

He is a kid in his 20s, how could he see such a scene?

The general is the courage of the army, it doesn't matter if he retreats, the originally precarious post-golden front seems to have broken a certain string, and suddenly collapsed.

"Quick, run for your life, the 'Three-Eyed Thief' has killed General Zhu again!" Hou Jinbing, who had already been gutted, began to scurry around and shout.

And the army of the rebel army also rushed in through the gap torn by Zhang Sanbai, and after a while, the golden camp was ablaze.

"It's over, it's over!" Daishan had fought for most of his life and was struggling to hold on. When he heard the shouts behind him, he turned his head and cried out in grief.

"Master, let's go, let's go!" The loyal servant hastily pulled Dai Shan and said.

"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Please change your clothes as soon as possible, so that you can escape with your life, and you will avenge this hatred in the future!"

"Okay, okay, okay, you are all good slaves!" Dai Shan couldn't help crying when he heard the words, and hurriedly changed clothes with the slaves.

Those slaves wore his armor and headed to one place under his banner to kill, while Daishan himself was killed along the river to the south under the guard of several hundred coat-coated slaves.

"This...is this a win?" Just as Zhang Sanbai entered the Houjin camp, Zu Dashou looked at the current battle situation blankly, and couldn't believe his eyes.

The [-] Liaodong soldiers under his command, Luo Xiangqian, and Wu Sangui's [-] elite flanked Daishan for more than an hour, but Zhang Sanbai broke through the Tartar camp before it could be decided?
In fact, this is because Zu Dashou overestimated his opponent. The 3000 people under Daishan's command were all elites inlaid with red flags, so they could last for a while.

However, the soldiers of Ma Zhan and Zhu Shichang were not much stronger than the rebels, and they were repeatedly bombarded by the rebel artillery, and they were already on the verge of collapse.

If it hadn't been for Duoduo leading the army to arrive in time and "splashing a wave of chicken blood" for them, I am afraid that the battle would have already been settled.

"It's a failure, it's a failure!" Just as Zhang Sanbai entered the Houjin camp, Duoduo, who had just rushed to the bank of the Prince River, couldn't help but let out an unwilling cry.

Zhang Sanbai was too decisive, and launched a full-scale attack just when the rebel army had just discovered the movement of Hou Jin's main force.

Under this gamble, the speed of Hou Jin's main force did not catch up with the speed of the rebels' charge, so the ending of Daishan's 8000 troops was already doomed.

Watching the soldiers and horses on the other side being brutally slaughtered by the rebels, while he had [-] troops sitting on nothing, with no way to do anything, Duduo couldn't help being so angry that he wanted to order a fight to the death with the rebels.

"Your Majesty, don't do it, absolutely don't do it! The lord can't be angry and raise up the teacher, and the general can't be angry and make the enemy!" Left and right couldn't help persuading.

"Now I only have this one piece of property in the Empress Jin Kingdom. If it is thrown away easily, what is the country like?"

"Then what do you want me to do? What should I do? Do you want me to watch my soldiers being slaughtered!" Doduo was even more furious.

"Your Majesty, I have many enemies, so what if I let them win a game?" Someone had already suggested.

"The most urgent task is to clean up the remnants and fight again in the coming day!"

"Okay, I'd like to see what this 'three-eyed thief' is capable of, dare to kill my Manchurian elite!" Duoduo cast a fierce glance at the opposite battlefield, and couldn't help but speak viciously.