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Chapter 6 Human Heart
Pang Hui woke up, and everyone seemed to have found their backbone again.

Yang Zheng felt much more at ease.

After two days of dormant in the jungle, Pang Hui recovered greatly after resting, and then began to proceed north cautiously.

Only a dozen miles a day.

Half the time is spent searching for food and water.

Pang Hui picked thirteen strong and strong men as scouts, and scattered around to scout.

On the way, he defeated the small Shu army many times, gathered many defeated troops, and expanded the team.

In the next two days, the broken soldiers were gathered continuously, and the team expanded to 800 people.

Pang Hui became the hands-off shopkeeper, dumping all the food and drink for 800 people to Yang Zheng.

Two or 30 people is no problem. Hunting and picking up corpses on the battlefield can make do, but 800 people will be difficult.

Fortunately, there are many low-level officers in the remnant army. As long as the organizational system is well established, it will not be difficult to manage.

But everything is based on the premise of not being hungry.

Yang Zheng racked his brains to maintain the logistics, relying on wild fruits, wild vegetables, hunting, searching for corpses, and occasionally a horse corpse, barely sustaining.

But this is not the way to go.

The weather is getting hotter, and there are fewer and fewer horse carcasses and prey.

Water sources are also dwindling.

And Luo Gu is not the only one of their defeated army.

Sometimes in order to snatch food, the same Wei army would draw their swords at each other.

People are so hungry that they can do anything.

Yang Zheng saw with his own eyes that many corpses had been gouged out.

However, when there are too many people, people's hearts begin to become complicated.

Even these 800 people were divided into several forces.

Yongliang Army, Wuwei Battalion, Zhongba Battalion, Zhongjian Battalion...

It all depends on the lieutenant general Pang Hui.

Yang Zheng also gathered 87 soldiers from the Wuwei battalion, the third largest force in the remnant army.

The first is not Pang Hui, but the Yongliang Army, nearly 300 people, under the command of Captain Du Zhan.

Du Zhan was born in the Du family of Guanzhong, and was very prestigious in the Yongliang army.

The second is Pang Hui.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The Yongliang army seemed to transfer their grievances against General Cao Shuang to Yang Zheng, and the friction never stopped, either for water or for food.

But in front of Pang Hui, everyone was polite.

"General, baggage! Found the baggage of the Shu army!" Wang Axi returned with ecstasy.

Pang Hui, Du Zhan, Yang Zheng and several village chiefs stood up at the same time.

Although the Shu army can penetrate the mountains and forests, their supplies cannot, and they must go through Luogu.

Luo Gu's harsh environment also restricted the Shu army.

"How many enemies are there?" Pang Hui said in a deep voice.

Wang Axi was taken aback for a moment, he hesitated and said, "One, one thousand, two thousand?"

The scouts are the eyes and ears, and they have always been the elite of the army. They must be agile and smart. These temporary workers are obviously unqualified.

Pang Hui's face darkened, "Is it one thousand or two thousand?"

A burst of cold air suddenly rose around.

Pang Hui seemed to be a different person, cold and severe.

Perhaps only in this way can we lead the army.

"One thousand Shu soldiers! The rest are civilians." Wang Axi trembled all over.

Pang Hui bowed his head and remained silent, while Du Zhan glanced at Wang Axi with gloating eyes.

"What do you think?" Pang Hui glanced at Yang Zheng, Du Zhan, and several village chiefs.

Du Zhan was the first to say, "I'll be able to defeat the Shu army in one fell swoop if I don't expect it."

Pang Hui looked at Yang Zheng again.

Yang Zheng cupped his hands and said, "I can only give it a go."

The eyes of the soldiers around were gleaming, like wolves that were extremely hungry.

Pang Hui stood up and glanced at the crowd, "That's right, I can only give it a go! All the troops follow me to intercept and kill the Shu army!"

Using [-] elites to sneak attack [-] heavy soldiers and unarmed civilians, the chances of winning are quite high.

Wang Axi led the way, followed by more than [-] people. After climbing over two hills, they saw a long snake winding in the canyon.

The folk husband pushed the wooden cart forward slowly.

The Shu army held spears and guarded both sides of the luggage. The army was well-organized and their morale was high.

Among them, there are many soldiers holding a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, and more than a hundred cavalry patrolling back and forth.

Yang Zheng took a rough look, and the Shu army should be around two thousand.

It is elite at first glance.

A strange silence suddenly spread.

Everyone flinched on their faces.

But without food, the 800-strong team will also collapse.

In fact, there is no choice.

Pang Hui's face darkened again, "Wang Axi!"

Wang Axi's face was extremely ugly, he trotted over, knelt down in front of Pang Hui, "Excuse me, General..."

Before the last word was finished, with a "clang", the ring head knife was out of its sheath. In the eyes of everyone's horror, the blade slashed down, and Wang Axi's head still fell to the ground, with blood on his neck. Spray.

Some blood splashed on Yang Zheng's face, but it was still warm.

Wang Axi's head slowly rolled to his feet, his pupils that were not yet slackened were facing him, and the expression on his face was still mixed with surprise and fear.

In the past few days, Pang Hui was seriously injured, and it was Wang Axi who took care of him tirelessly.

If even he can be killed casually, then who can't kill him?

Yang Zheng couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Pang Hui pulled back the blade, not a drop of blood on the blade, his cold eyes swept over the crowd, "Those who dare not die are like this!"

Everyone was shocked, and their expressions became serious.

"Yang Zheng, lead your headquarters forward to attract the main force of the bandit army. When they are in chaos, Du Zhan leads your headquarters to attack the rear, and I will attack the front!" Pang Hui ordered and dropped.

"No!" Du Zhanbai stood in front of Pang Hui, but stared at Yang Zheng out of the corner of his eye.

Yang Zheng instantly understood Pang Hui's intentions.

In short, it is to use him as a bait to disrupt the Shu army and test the Shu army's combat power.

And if the Shu army remained stable in the face of danger and had a strong combat power, Du Zhan and Pang Hui probably would not make a move and just sit back and watch themselves being swallowed up by the Shu army.

A chill rose in Yang Zheng's heart. Speaking of which, he was still Pang Hui's savior, and he stabbed himself in the blink of an eye.

"Do you hear clearly?" Pang Hui's eyes were like a treasured sword in his hand.

Yang Zheng bowed quickly, "No!"

"Okay, if I can return to Luoyang this time, I will ask for credit for everyone, share the wealth, and never break my promise!" Pang Hui's face became kind, and he put his knife back into its sheath, as if nothing had happened.

Under his feet, Wang Axi's blood flowed slowly.

Yang Zheng took a deep breath and walked back to the soldiers of the Wuwei camp.

Although everyone had resentment on their faces, the military order was like a mountain, and no one dared to resist.

Wuweiying, as the elite of Wei State's central army, has never lost blood and bravery after going through several twists and turns for decades.

Without saying a word, Yang Zheng walked in the front with his knife in hand.

This is the way of the world, everyone is dancing on the tip of the knife.

If you see too much death, you will naturally disregard life and death.

Moreover, based on the situation just now, as long as he dared to say "no", Pang Hui would cut off his head without mercy.

You want to hug your thigh, but your thigh wants to trample you to death...

I couldn't help regretting in my heart, I knew that Pang would be ruthless, so I might as well escape into the mountains alone.

"General." Linghu Sheng reminded in a low voice.

Yang Zheng was clever, put aside the countless thoughts in his mind, and concentrated on dealing with what was in front of him.

Looking back, there are resolute faces.

During these days of getting along, Yang Zheng has already won their respect.

The Shu army was already a hundred paces away.

Yang Zheng led the crowd to approach among the grass and bushes.

The Shu army was very vigilant, there were cavalry patrolling continuously, and they were discovered when they were fifty paces away.

Yang Zheng jumped up, "Kill!"

"Kill!" Wu Weiying jumped up, roaring and rushing towards the enemy.

The Shu army responded quickly, setting up their spears, bending their bows and nodding their arrows.

Arrows like rain.

The muffled sound of being hit by an arrow continued to be heard around him.

"Kill!" Yang Zheng also roared angrily.

When people are driven to a desperate situation, they become crazy.

As long as the soldiers who were hit by the arrow did not fall down, they roared and rushed forward.

The momentum is like a mad tiger, going forward without hesitation.

87 people seem to become 800 people, 8000 people...

The Shu army was well-trained, but the peasants who were protected in the formation were greatly frightened and fled in all directions, causing the Shu army's formation to become slightly chaotic.

"Opportunity!" Yang Zheng's eyes lit up, he slashed open the stabbing spear, dodged the two stabbing spears, and slammed sideways into the enemy formation.

Almost instinctively, he swung the ring knife, causing waves of blood and screams around him.

Yang Zheng may not be able to fight alone, but on the battlefield, this wide-open and wide-open sword technique is quite effective.

Linghu Sheng followed at his side step by step.

The two joined forces and tore a gap.

Everyone in the Wuwei camp is a warrior who has been licking blood for many years, and they also broke in.

Once close, the spears of the Shu army became a burden at this time.

The sword at the ring head gallops forward lightly, with no direction forward.

At this time, the bravery of the Wuwei Battalion was fully demonstrated. One person could fight three Shu troops, and four or five people formed a line, cooperating with each other, and more than twenty Shu troops could not get close.

The more injured they are, the more ferocious they are stimulated.

As long as you don't fall, just go forward and kill...

However, the Shu army did not retreat.

Sword and shield soldiers squeezed from the east and west sides, and more than [-] cavalry from the periphery rushed forward.

Yang Zheng felt that everything in front of him had turned bloody.

He was stabbed twice in the body, although the vitals were not injured, the wound was bleeding all the time.

Linghu Sheng also had blood all over his body, whether it was the enemy's or his.

Yang Zheng suddenly looked back and found that there were only about forty people who could stand.

Some people were hung on the spears of the cavalry of the Shu army.

Some people were cut to pieces with swords and shields.

Someone was trampled into a puddle of blood...

At this point in the fight, almost half an hour later, the Shu army had been mobilized, and the peasants and soldiers collided with each other, and chaos emerged.

And on the hill to the east, there was no movement at all...

Could it be that Pang will give up on himself?
Yang Zheng fell into an ice cave.

Everyone was surrounded in Gaixin, back to back.

The Shu army gathered their spears in chaos.

More than forty people became 30 people, 20 people, ten people...

Yang Zheng's face was stained with blood. He thought to himself that he was going to be buried here today, and he was extremely unwilling. He never thought of becoming rich and powerful in this troubled world. He just wanted to live and live.

A simple wish has become a luxury.

The depression in my heart rushed to my mouth, and I roared: "Pang Hui——"

The sound echoed in the valley.

Pang Hui——

Pang Hui——

"hold head high--"

Suddenly there was a loud horse neighing on the hill to the east.

The man on horseback stood up, and the man on horseback, with black armor and green silk, was like a general above the nine heavens. The long knife in his hand was like a scorching sun.

"kill!"

The sound of shouting and killing was transmitted back and forth in the valley, as if there were thousands of troops behind the hills.

All the Shu troops looked to the east in surprise, forgetting the fight before them.

Even Yang Zheng was stunned.

Pang Hui's appearance was too shocking, like a divine help.

It can be seen from this that he, the lieutenant general, does not rely entirely on his father's shade.

"Kill!" Pang Hui rode his horse and jumped down from the hill. Behind him, more than a hundred soldiers fell from the sky like a divine sword.

Dozens of valiant and brave Shu troops held their spears forward.

But in an instant, he was overwhelmed by the angry Wei Jun.

Whether it is the Yongliang Army, the Wuwei Battalion, or the middle base, they are all strong troops who have been fighting for decades.

The peasants ran around, and the fear spread accordingly.

Pang Hui took the lead, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, two Shu soldiers' heads flew up with the condescending posture of the horse.

Wei Junbing divided into two groups, outflanking the front and the back, like an open bloody crossing, trying to swallow the Shu army.

Finally, the Shu army collapsed, dropped their weapons, and fled south.

Even if some brave people stick to their positions, they cannot recover the defeat after all.

Yang Zheng sat down on the ground, panting heavily, sweat mixed with blood dripping down.

Linghu Sheng threw his knife on the ground and said angrily, "What a Pang Hui!"

(End of this chapter)