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Chapter 71
Jiang Faye is old enough to be Yang Zheng's father, but he has never grown up in front of Yang Zheng, and has always treated him as an equal.

Yang Zheng looked up to the sky and laughed, "With Brother Faye's help, today will be a success!"

Turning around, he ordered to the three hundred riders behind him, "Change back to the armor!"

The old soldiers tore off their coats, revealing the black standard armor of the Wei Army, put on their helmets, and drew out their ring-shoulders.

There was a murderous look in his eyes, and a fierce aura rose from the ground.

The Qiang people around showed their expressions of astonishment.

"What does General Xingyun want to do?" Jiang Faye was puzzled.

Yang Zheng's heart was already on fire, "If you want to make extraordinary achievements, you should do extraordinary things!"

Although the Qiang king is famous, he does not have the ruling power of the emperor of the Central Plains. If he did not rely on the gods, he would not have gathered so many Qiang people.

Yang Zheng never believed that all Qiang people were willing to rebel with Midang.

Since someone is bewitching people with the help of gods, Yang Zheng will hit the head with a blow to wake up the bewitched people.

Pulling the reins, the horseman stood up and let out a long neighing sound.

The old soldiers followed suit.

In the ethereal valley, war horses neighed one after another, spreading far away.

Yang Zheng patted the horse's belly, and the Liangzhou horse rushed from the hillside to the valley like an arrow flying from the string.

The rapid sound of horseshoes crushed the morning, the tranquility of the valley, and the dream of the ambitious.

More than 300 riders, like [-] swimming dragons, and more than [-] empty horses galloped along with them.

The ring head knife is shining brightly in the morning sun.

It's like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

How can a man not work hard in troubled times?
Jiang Faye also led more than a hundred horsemen to follow behind.

"who?"

"Bold!"

Various Qiang Han roars sounded at the same time.

But Yang Zheng rushed towards Baishi like a sharp arrow, "By order of General Xiahou, I'm here to pay a visit to King Midang Qiang!"

"According to the order of General Xiahou, I am here to pay homage to Midang Qiang King!" More than three hundred riders also shouted, and the sound shook the sky.

The echo echoed over and over again, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

The Qiang people's yelling immediately weakened by three points.

Xia Houyuan, who was on the right side of Hubu Pass, was also General Xiahou.

After breaking Machao in Weinan, Xia Houyuan swung forward, wiped out the rest of Han Sui's tribe, and pacified the Qiang Di.

The heroes of the predecessors are all gone, and the heroes still look at the present.

Nearly a thousand armored Qiang soldiers stood in front of Baishi, their spears stood upright, and arrows rained like rain, shooting at Yang Zheng without hesitation.

Yang Zheng took the lead, and chopped down three or four arrows. More than a dozen arrows were hit on his body and embedded in the armor.

The war horse was also hit by a few arrows, but luckily they were bone arrows, which didn't hit vital points, nor pierced the leather armor.

Seeing that bows and arrows were useless, the Qiang soldiers raised their spears and thrust forward.

The cavalry slammed their horses aside and crashed into the spear bushes.

Click, click...

The crooked spears of the Qiang people broke immediately.

The horses rushed through a huge gap.

Yang Zheng took advantage of the situation and rushed into the gap, like overcoming thorns and thorns.

When the cavalry arrived, the Qiang formation collapsed immediately.

Baishi is already in front of his eyes, and Midang is also in front of him, as if within reach.

Yang Zheng could see the surprised look on Midang's face.

At this time, the Qiang people shouted loudly: "Back off!"

The chaotic Qiang people threw down their spears and ran away with their heads in their arms.

Before he was happy for a moment, there was a loud clang of armor, and dark red soldiers rushed in like a tide, forming a shield wall in front of the white stone.

Yang Zheng's heart sank, he was too familiar with this kind of armor, isn't this the Shu army?

However, their array is loose and disorderly, full of loopholes.

The real Shu army will never look like this.

Yang Zheng instantly understood that it was a Qiang man wearing the Shu army's standard iron armor.

Sure enough, the Qiang people dared to rebel because they were backed by the Shu people.

A familiar figure stood behind the shield wall, smiling sullenly, "Yang Zheng, stay safe!"

"He's burning fire!" Yang Zheng also sneered, the horse under his crotch not only did not slow down, but accelerated and slammed into the shield array.

"Yang Han Yang Zheng is here!"

Yang Zheng roared three times in a row, and the valley fell silent for a moment, then three hundred cavalrymen roared, Jiang Faye cavalry also roared, and the Qiang tribe behind them also roared.

"Yang Han Yang Zheng!"

"He is Fanghan Yang Zheng?"

The hostility of the Qiang people dissipated a lot.

In the past six months, Yang Zheng made friends with Qiang people from all walks of life, and the city of Fuhan treated them equally. Yang Zheng's name had long been circulated among the Qiang people.

Just as Yang Zheng expected, many people didn't want to rebel, but were coerced and had to go with the flow.

That being the case, Yang Zheng simply hit the mountain with a blow!
The war horse jumped up with a condescending momentum and crashed into the group of soldiers.

Immediately trampled down five or six people.

A Qiang general held an ax and charged at Yang Zheng with a grinning grin.

Yang Zheng shook his hand and threw the ring knife, General Qiang was caught off guard, and hit the door, "Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

Slowly pull out the Hualing Sword from his waist.

The long sword was like a white flame in the morning light of the rising sun.

There are more and more gaps on the sword. Usually, Yang Zheng is reluctant to use it, but now it's time to use it.

If it was a regular Shu army, Yang Zheng would have died a long time ago if he acted like this.

But the Qiang people are not the Shu army.

Although wearing the same armor and holding the same weapon, the momentum cannot be pretended.

The Shu army has always been tenacious and brave. Zhuge Wuhou ruled the army very strictly, punished more than [-], and all of them personally watched it.

The Shu army did not spare their lives from top to bottom.

And the Qiang people are nothing more than imitation.

Every strong army has an inner military soul.

Although Yang Zheng's cavalry is small, they have come out of countless difficulties, they have lived and died together, and their hearts are connected.

Is it comparable to the mob in front of you?

There is a saying in the art of war, those who share the same desire will win!

Are these Qiang people really of one mind?
"Kill!" Yang Zheng yelled violently, exhausting all his strength, and it exploded in the valley and in front of Baishi like a thunderbolt.

Sure enough, the Qiang people showed fear on their faces.

A few strong Qiang men didn't know the seriousness, but they wanted to come forward to slaughter Yang Zheng.

Hua Jingjian drew up several flying rainbows, and the armor, shield, ring sword, and flesh and blood were all split into two.

Blood instantly stained the whole body red.

There was also bright red flesh and blood on his face.

Yang Zheng was furious: "You rat, why don't you spare your life!"

He originally wanted to commit fewer murders, but there are always some cheap bones bumping into the sword's edge.

The Qiang soldiers looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward.

Ehe Shaoge stood a hundred paces away, angrily, "Stop him, stop him!"

It is Qiang language again, and it is Chinese language again.

The two Qiang generals rushed forward, one from the left and the other from the right.

Before approaching, one person was hit by an arrow in the neck, and the other turned around and ran away.

Yang Zheng looked back, but it was Jiang Faye.

All the Qiang cavalry behind him cheered.

Yang Zheng raised the Hualing sword, his gaze coldly glanced at the Qiang people.

Everyone who was touched by the eyes backed away, and some even sat on the ground paralyzed.

Even the Qiang King Midang on the white stone was shaking.

Three hundred cavalry rushed into the formation together with Jiang Faye, protecting Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng got off his horse, walked up to the white stone, cupped his hands and said, "Yang Han, Yang Zheng, I have seen King Qiang!"

The King Qiang's voice could be said to be a shame for the fans.

There are countless Qiang tribes, but those who have some influence call themselves Qiang kings.

Because of this, the Qiang King has little binding force on the Qiang people, and is not so sacred in the hearts of ordinary Qiang people.

More like an ally.

(End of this chapter)