contend

Chapter 47
"Xingyun!" Xia Houba's expression changed.

"This subordinate is willing to lead the headquarters and take back Fanghan." Yang Zheng said with his fists clasped.

Came to the northwest to take care of him, and it's time to repay him.

Solve the troubles of leaders, and leaders will truly treat you as their own.

The eyes of everyone in the hall flickered, with admiration, doubt and jealousy.

"You only have 400 people!" Xia Houba reminded.

"There are not many soldiers, it's the timing of the attack. The weather is cold, the thieves will succeed, if they are not good at defending the city, they must be unprepared. If the subordinates charge forward with light cavalry, with a sudden blow, the thieves will be defeated!"

Yang Zheng dared to stand up because he had enough confidence. This winter, other battalion soldiers were hiding in the tents, but Yang Zheng led his subordinates to train against the severe cold.

It finally came into play today.

When it's time to make a move, he will make a move. If someone robs him of his merits, he doesn't know that the year of the monkey will make a difference.

Moreover, these four hundred subordinates are all the elite of the Chinese army, and have experienced countless lives and deaths. How can their combat effectiveness be comparable to that of thieves?

Xiahouba clapped his palms and laughed, "Okay, Xingyun will surely make a contribution here! Come here, and reward everyone with a pair of iron armor, a sharp knife, and three catties of strong wine!"

"Thank you, General." Yang Zheng took a deep breath.

Xia Houba personally went out of the city to see him off.

A cup of hot wine, Yang Zheng drank it all in one gulp, "There is nothing to fear from thieves, I will destroy them if I go here."

"Excellent, someone is waiting for the good news in Didao!" Xia Houba also drank the hot wine and patted Yang Zheng on the shoulder.

On the snowy ground, four hundred and seven cavalry were waiting in formation, and the horses spouted white air from their noses and mouths.

There was no trace of fear in the soldiers' eyes.

They are warriors on the battlefield.

Yang Zheng glanced over the crowd one by one, feeling that the four hundred and seven people were connected with him, "The thieves attacked my city and slaughtered my people. This revenge must be avenged. All the troops obey the order and follow me to attack Fanghan!"

"No!" There was a loud noise, and the snow on the trembling eaves rustled down.

Riding fast and light, crushing the ice and snow.

In the past, he was fighting passively, but now he is fighting for himself, which is naturally different.

Even the horses are much lighter.

No matter how cold the ice and snow are, it can't quench the blood in the chest.

In order to deal the most sudden blow to the enemy, Yang Zheng did not stop all the way, exhausted and froze more than 40 war horses to death, and it took two days to finally arrive at Fanghan.

If it is not for the coldness at night, the day can be shortened.

Fanghan is a county seat, and the city wall built of loess is only one person high. It is no wonder that the Qiang people suddenly mobilized, and Zhang Yan abandoned the city and left.

Painful heads were stuck on the city wall and lined up, looking at Yang Zheng and his [-] soldiers with pale eyes.

The cold wind hit, the hair fluttered, and the whimpers sounded like the weeping of innocent souls.

The decapitated bodies were randomly discarded outside the city.

The blood has solidified into a long red glacier.

At this moment, the culprit was still indulging in the joy of looting. From time to time, the screams of women came from the city, and the burglar's public laughter was like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Even though he was born and died many times on the battlefield, seeing such a scene, Yang Zheng's heart beat violently a few times.

This is an era of beasts everywhere.

Looking back at his subordinates, he said coldly, "Not one will be left behind!"

The same anger was simmering in the soldiers' eyes, "No!"

Why was Duan Jiong able to bring down the Qiang rebellion?
Only iron and blood!
If you want to gain a foothold in this troubled world, you only have iron and blood!

Yang Zheng didn't care about how many enemies there were in Fanghan City, nor did he want to know.

All he knew was that his monstrous anger needed to be released at this moment.

The thieves have no military discipline and no defense.

Yang Zheng led people up to the city wall, but they still didn't notice.

It was not until the scream of the first thief sounded that the enemy was not aware of the arrival of the enemy in the city.

No, the Beast came.

A wilder beast than them.

A beast wearing iron armor and holding a sharp ring-headed knife.

The surging blood quickly stained the world in front of Yang Zheng red.

If killing can bring a glimmer of opportunity to this world and this era, he will kill without hesitation, killing all the so-called Wei and Jin romantics!

I only hate that I have enough energy to spare!

Armed with a Hualing sword, they fought in front, and the soldiers on the left and right advanced in array.

Wherever it passed, the stumps, arms and heads flew together.

The laughter just now turned into screams.

In front of the Wuwei camp, the thieves were not worthy of being called an army at all. They had no formations, no equipment, and crowded together chaotically.

But this resistance is doomed to be in vain.

The blood bravery of these four hundred and seven people is no worse than them.

Blood flowed all over the city of Fanghan.

Amidst the screams and screams, Yang Zheng suddenly heard the roar of the women. Looking into the city, he saw more than a dozen women holding broken knives and killing the thieves.

There was chaos everywhere, the thieves trampled on each other, and fled out of the city one after another.

The thieves who couldn't escape knelt down on the ground and were mercilessly hacked to death by the women.

Zhang Te gave a strange cry, and after begging Yang Zheng for orders, he led a hundred people to support the group of women.

Inspired by the women, more and more people in the city participated in the killing of thieves.

Thanks to their help, the thief finally couldn't resist and collapsed.

The blood on Yang Zheng's body froze to ice.

The city of Fanghan was taken without accident, and this small border town has been dyed red.

"How about our casualties?" Yang Zheng was most concerned about this matter.

"Three people were killed and 41 people were slightly or seriously injured." Zhang Te said.

Yang Zheng sighed in his heart, it is impossible to have no casualties in a cold war.

The resistance of the thief is very tenacious, and it is impossible for the iron armor to resist all injuries.

"How many people survived?"

"It's less than a thousand, mostly women and children..." Zhang Te looked sad.

The city of Fanghan has been abandoned.

"Be careful tonight, in case the thieves make a comeback, and clean up the corpses in the city tomorrow." Yang Zheng was a little disappointed.

"promise."

In the night, women's cries continued to be heard, mixed in the cold wind, which was particularly frightening.

It made it difficult for Yang Zheng to fall asleep.

Drowsy until dawn before falling asleep.

When he woke up, it was already noon, and Yang Zheng sent someone to report victory to Didaocheng.

Just as I thought, the thieves are vulnerable. When they gather, they often unite as one, and once they break the city, they focus on killing and looting.

No matter how many troops there are, it is useless.

Yang Zheng beat the slow with the fast, calculated with his heart but not with the heart, and the wind and snow entered the army, so naturally he was invincible.

Without anyone's order, the remaining people in the city spontaneously cleaned up the corpses.

Women and children struggled to peel off the leather armor and clothing on the corpse in the cold wind.

Everything that could be used was collected by them.

Yang Zheng took the initiative to help, and the soldiers also came to help when they saw it.

Fanghan is surrounded by ravines, high in the southwest and low in the northeast, with the Yellow River in the north and the Lishui River in the south. The land is fertile and can be used for grazing and farming, and soldiers can be hidden in the southwest mountains.

Poor is a little poor, but to Yang Zheng, it is considered a treasure of geomantic omen.

But because of being poor, no one robbed me.

Sure enough, six days later, people from Didaocheng came, bringing Xiahouba's commendation orders and rewards.

He also promised to ask Changan for credit.

This is the advantage of having a good relationship with the leader.

Since he didn't let him go back, he meant to stay in Fanghan.

In the middle of Yang Zheng's mind, he quickly wrote a reply letter, saying that although the culprit retreated, he still had a spying heart and was willing to guard Fanghan to resist the culprit.

(End of this chapter)