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Chapter 97 0094 [The sky has changed]

"Three masters!"

"Third Brother!"

The Montenegrin bandits exclaimed, their faces full of disbelief.

As the third leader of Montenegro, Sun Zhi is the number one general under Li Heihu, so his combat power is naturally amazing.

But now, life and death are unknown after only one round.

When he looked at Han Zhen again, the eyes of the Black Mountain bandits were full of fear.

boom!
Two teams of cavalry collided.

Nie Dong held a long spear in his hand, swung the opponent's long knife away, and stabbed a Black Mountain bandit in the chest at an extremely tricky angle.

As soon as he succeeded in the blow, he immediately abandoned the spear, drew out the long knife at his waist, and took advantage of the inertia of the horse's impact to slash the scarfed army behind him.

This is the case on the battlefield, the cavalry hedges, and the horses and spears have only one chance to use.

Because the horse is running at high speed, there is no time for you to draw out your spear or horse.

Unless, like Han Zhen, the horse is used as a copper stick.

A few days ago, Nie Dong tried Han Zhen's horse lance.

With his physique, after only swinging it a dozen times, his arms felt sore.

Looking at Han Zhen at this moment, he has already waved it countless times when he entered the army wearing scarves.

Every swing has a tremendous force, and those who are swept away will either die or be disabled!

A round of charge resulted in casualties on both sides.

However, the Western Army has rich experience, even if it is injured, it is not fatal.

On the contrary, it was the bandits in Montenegro. In an instant, six people were killed, and almost all of the remaining 11 people were injured.

While Han Zhen and others rushed into the Daijin army, the two bandits reined in, got off their horses, and rushed out of the room.

"Third brother, third brother!"

The room was pitch black, no matter how much they shouted, no one answered.

A bandit took out a fire pocket from his pocket, blew it on, and found Sun Zhi with the faint light of the fire.

At this moment, Sun Zhi was lying motionless on the ground, his chest was slightly sunken inward, and blood was dripping from his mouth and nose.

The long knife held in his hand has a curved blade.

Gollum!

A bandit couldn't help swallowing, feeling extremely horrified.

Another bandit stretched out two fingers and stuck them on Sun Zhi's neck. Feeling the weak pulse beating, he couldn't help but smile.

"Third brother is still alive!"

Carrying Sun Zhi on their backs, the two quickly left the room.

In a short period of time, Han Zhen had led the cavalry to kill through the formation of the scarfed army, and was now turning his horse's head for the second charge.

The more than 200 scarf-wearing troops have collapsed, with some fleeing in all directions, some kneeling down and begging for mercy, and some falling to the ground and pretending to be dead.

"The wind is tight, scream!"

The Montenegro bandits urged anxiously.

They were scared out of their wits just by meeting each other.

Right now Sun Zhi's life and death are unknown, even if there are thousands of young and strong soldiers wearing scarves in the county, they can't afford to fight back.

The point is, shouts of killing have been heard from all over the county, and the other party is obviously more than the nineteen cavalry.

Seeing the black mountain bandits slip away, Han Zhen ordered: "Nie Dong, lead ten cavalry in pursuit."

"Order!"

Nie Dong led ten Western soldiers and chased after them.

Han Zhen took the remaining seven Western soldiers and rushed towards the county government.

Eight riders charge three hundred!
In the past, these Western troops didn't even dare to think about it.

Even if the opponent is a group of rebels who were poor peasants yesterday.

The Peasant Rebel Army was not as fragile as imagined, especially when they first revolted, they were like beasts.

Among the thousands of people, there are quite a few rural soldiers, and there is no lack of courage.

In addition, once blood has been stained on the hands or someone has been killed, there will be a psychological transformation.

This is the same reason that wild animals that have hurt people are not afraid of people.

Although the combat power is not as good as that of the regular army, the momentum is not lost.

Two years ago, when Fangla was conquered in the south, it was also the peasant uprising army that was fought. What happened?

Although the suppression was successful, the 15 Western troops suffered heavy casualties, and less than [-] were able to participate in the Northern Expedition.

Those who can be brought by Sun Zhi to attack the county government are all elites selected from the rebel army.

At this moment, seeing that there were only eight cavalrymen rushing towards him, the three hundred soldiers wearing scarves were not afraid, but excitedly greeted them one by one with their knives.

However, these people have just rushed up and have not yet approached.

Then I saw a black horse spear whizzing towards me.

boom!
Anyone who is swept by the horse will either die or be disabled.

For a moment, the wearing scarves standing in front of Han Zhen flew backwards as if being hit by a chariot.

Seeing the cavalry in the rear, they all felt excited.

Holding the long knife tightly in his hand, with the help of the impact and inertia of the horse galloping, he continuously harvested human lives.

After two charges back and forth, the scarf army formed by young and strong finally collapsed.

They have never seen such a brave person, the liver and gallbladder were torn apart after being killed.

Han Zhen yelled: "Kneel down and accept the surrender, disarm and don't kill!"

"Kneel down and accept the surrender, disarm but don't kill!"

The seven Western soldiers also shouted in unison.

bang bang bang~
Hundreds of simple knives were thrown on the bluestone board, making a series of crisp impact sounds.

Outside the county government gate, people kneeled on the ground.

"Disarm and don't kill!"

At the same time, there were waves of persuasion from various directions in the county.

The situation is set!
"You wait here to take care of the prisoners."

After Han Zhen gave an order, he mounted his horse and walked to the gate of the county government office.

In the county government compound, Liu Yong was sitting under a tree with blood dripping from his abdomen.

Seeing Han Zhen, tears welled up in his eyes and he said, "Brother, you finally came to save brother."

More than half of the more than 200 archer yamen servants died, and the rest were all wounded.

Han Zhen ignored Liu Yong. After scanning around, he raised his horse and said in a cold tone, "Everyone, disarm and kneel down, or you will be killed without mercy!"

"Clam?"

Liu Yong was taken aback.

He never expected that after Han Zhen entered the county office, the first sentence would be like this.

The chill in his tone made him shiver uncontrollably.

Boom!

Liu Yong was the first to throw away the saber in his hand, and said with a complicated smile, "My brother was cut in the stomach, and I really can't kneel down. Please forgive me."

He already realized that something was wrong, and Han Zhen felt strange to him tonight.

A yamen servant said loudly: "Han Er, can you rebel if you want to?"

puff!

The black spear pierced the servant's heart and killed him on the spot.

Holding the lance in one hand, Han Zhen raised the body of the servant, and said coldly, "I'll count to three, one..."

Whoa!

Just after counting, there was a kneeling in the yard.

Raising his right hand, he threw the corpse on the horse far away. Han Zhen got off the horse and walked into the hall of the county government with a strong smell of blood and evil.

The sound of heavy footsteps, like a war hammer, hit Changzhi County's heart one after another.

"Changzhi County, don't come here unharmed."

Swallowing, Changzhi pretended to be calm and said, "Han Er, how are you doing?"

He knew in his heart that Han Zhen's rush to help tonight was probably due to bad intentions.

Just now, seeing the rebels break through the gate of the county government, Changzhi County is ready to die calmly.

But who would have thought that the turn of events would turn around, and suddenly reinforcements came, and the joy and fear of the rest of the life after the catastrophe suddenly surged in my heart.

After such a toss, he no longer has the energy to calmly die just now.

Han Zhen didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "I want Linzi County, but you are still the magistrate. You can continue to do business, and you can do whatever you want in the future. After a year and a half, you will be promoted with money, and we have nothing to do with each other!"

It still takes time to accumulate strength, and Changzhi County is the best parasol.

With him around, the court's eyes would not fall on Han Zhen.

Of course, this is the best case scenario.

If Changzhi County does not agree, then he can only be killed and occupy Linzi County directly.

It's fun to do so, but the counter-insurgency army will come soon.

Hearing this, Chang Zhixian's eyes flickered.

Fu Bo on the side looked nervous, and wanted to persuade him, but he was afraid that it would be counterproductive.

At this time, Han Zhen smiled suddenly, and said in a kind tone: "Changzhi County, you come out to hang out just to seek money. Making money is not shabby. After one year, I guarantee that you will have a millionaire net worth. Even if you don't become an official by then, you will be enough to be a rich man in Tokyo City and spend your whole life in style."

Seeing Han Zhen give the steps, Uncle Fu immediately echoed: "Ah Lang, Han Jiaerlang is right, harmony makes money."

Chang Zhixian frowned and said, "What exactly do you want?"

At first he thought that Han Zhen was trying to recruit security, but now it seems that this is not the way to recruit security.

Han Zhen smiled, and asked without answering: "What does Changzhi County think of the Jinren in the north?"

"Savage savages, not worth mentioning."

Chang Zhixian replied with contempt beyond words.

Check it out!

This is how the literati in the Northern Song Dynasty and even the emperor's courtiers viewed the Jin people in the north.

In their eyes, the Jin people are no different from the Liao people, and they can be coaxed by just giving some old coins.

It was the same for the Liao people, and it was the same for the Xixia people, and it is the same for the Jin people.

Han Zhen asked again: "What if these savages insist on going south?"

"This……"

Chang Zhixian was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Impossible."

"Why is it impossible?"

Han Zhen laughed and said, "The two Northern Expeditions, the Song Army's falsehoods were seen by the Jin people. If I were a Jin person, seeing the Song State in the south is loose and rich, so why not come?"

Changzhi County was silent.

After a while, he said stubbornly: "I don't need to worry about this matter, the officials and the princes can make their own decisions."

"They have their decisions, and I have mine."

After Han Zhen finished speaking, he raised the horse in his hand slightly, and reminded: "Changzhi County, my patience is limited."

Glancing at the blood that was still dripping from Leng Feng, a trace of fear flashed in Chang Zhixian's eyes, and asked, "What about Ding's money?"

Han Zhen said with a half-smile, "Isn't there still two months left, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge."

Changzhi County immediately understood.

He wanted the county seat, but he didn't want to pay any money.

"That's all, it's up to you."

Chang Zhixian sighed, stood up and walked towards the backyard, the background was bleak.

It's really unpredictable.

Who would have thought that not long after taking power, he would become a clay bodhisattva again.

However, it is not bad to save one's life, not to mention that Han Zhen promised to do business.

Uncle Fu cupped his hands towards Han Zhen with a grateful face, and then quickly caught up with his own Alang.

Become!

A gleam of joy flashed in Han Zhen's eyes, and he turned and left the lobby.

In the yard, the servants looked at him with different expressions.

Han Zhen asked: "Did you hear it just now?"

Liu Yong heard the deep meaning in his words, and answered first: "Brother, my brother has lost too much blood, and my head is dizzy. I'm afraid I'm going to die."

Hearing this, those yamen servants and archers immediately reacted and spoke one after another.

"I was dizzy too, and I didn't hear anything."

"Me too."

Seeing this, Han Zhen's mouth twitched into a smile.

Some things can be well known, but can not be said.

Stepping to Liu Yong's side, he took a closer look at the wound on his stomach. Han Zhen said solemnly: "Well, he is indeed dying. Don't worry, brother, I will help take care of my sister-in-law and two concubines."

Seeing that Han Zhen took the initiative to play jokes on him, Liu Yong's heart suddenly fell, and he joked: "Don't bother me, brother, I think you can find Dr. Wang to have a look, maybe you can be saved."

Da da da!
Outside the county government office, there was a rush of horseshoes.

Immediately afterwards, Nie Dong stepped into the gate of the county government office, bowed his hands and cupped his fists and said, "The general chased all the way out of the city and beheaded seven people, but let three escape. Because his vision was blocked, he didn't know if the other party had an ambush outside the city, so he didn't dare to pursue deeply. I hope the village chief will forgive me."

"No problem."

Han Zhen waved his hand, and then asked: "How is the situation in the city?"

Nie Dong replied: "Some of the wearing scarves escaped from the county in the chaos, and the rest have been captured. Now Zhang He and others are counting."

"Ah."

Han Zhen nodded, and said to the yamen servant archer kneeling in the yard: "Get up, those with minor injuries go to appease the residents of the county and help put out the fire."

"Yes!"

Everyone stood up and responded.

Although they didn't say it clearly, they knew very well in their hearts that the current Linzi County has changed.

After waiting for a while, Zhang He came.

"To the village chief, there are a total of 800 prisoners of war, of which 200 are young and strong, and the rest are old and weak, women and children."

"How about our casualties?"

"Eight were seriously injured and 21 were slightly injured."

Han Zhen ordered: "Go and find all the doctors in the city."

(End of this chapter)