The Jagged Cavalry of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 819 Chapter 818 Mrs. Zhu Rong
Once the battle started, it entered a fierce stage.

Pang De divided the Liangzhou soldiers into three. He himself led a part of the troops to fight against Mrs. Zhu Rong from the front, while the cavalry was scattered on the two wings by him. The three armies were like three sharp knives, directly inserted into the enemy's camp. .

The rebel army led by Mrs. Zhu Rong came from a long distance, exhausted their physical strength, and did not get any rest. Although there were [-] people, the army did not arrive in full. Unfortunately, he was defeated by the Han army.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The rebels did not like to fight, and they lost the first battle. Mrs. Zhu Rong made a decisive decision and ordered the withdrawal.

The battle came and went in a hurry, less than half an hour before and after, although the rebels suffered some casualties, but they were not large. For Mrs. Zhu Rong, who has [-] people, those casualties are just a drop in the bucket.

Mrs. Zhu Rong was defeated by the Han army the first time she went to the battlefield. She was very unwilling, but she had no choice but to retreat ten miles and set up camp.

Pang De took advantage of the victory and marched forward with his army to fight. He singled out Mrs. Zhu Rong, but Mrs. Zhu Rong was calm and didn't fight!
No matter how Pound yelled and scolded outside, Mrs. Zhu Rong remained indifferent. She did what she had to do, and ordered the crossbowmen to block the camp. If Pound approached without authorization, he would shoot him away. Pang De was shot to death, Mrs. Zhu Rong will definitely be rewarded here.

Pound yelled for a long time, but no one returned to the camp. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.He tried to approach the camp once, but was shot back by the dense arrow array.

The first day was nothing like this, and Pang De yelled and scolded for a whole day but did not see Mrs. Zhu Rong, so he simply went back to his barracks.

In the camp of the rebels, Mrs. Zhu Rong had just witnessed Pound's bravery and demeanor. When he saw Pound leave, he let out a sigh of relief.

"How come there are so many brave people with high martial arts skills in the Han army?" Mrs. Zhu Rong sighed.

Although Mrs. Zhu Rong is a woman, she is not inferior to men at all. Not only is she highly skilled in martial arts, but she is also very intelligent.

During the day, Mrs. Zhu Rong suffered a hidden loss. Before the army could gain a firm foothold, they fought with Pang De. Naturally, they had to lose.

But Mrs. Zhu Rong is the kind of person who is not arrogant in winning and not discouraged in defeat. Although she loses during the day, she still wants to win a round at night.

Therefore, Mrs. Zhu Rong carefully selected [-] personal guards. These guards were all women, and all of them were strong men. Under the leadership of Mrs. Zhu Rong, they soon came to the outside of the camp of the Han army.

Looking from a distance, the Han army's camp was extremely guarded, with three floors inside and three floors outside, and the teams in charge of night patrols were also well connected, leaving no time for anyone to take advantage of loopholes.

After Mrs. Zhu Rong saw this situation, she canceled her plan to rob the camp in the dark.He observed in the dark for another hour, and carefully noticed the procedures between defense changes. He was shocked to find that the defense of the Han army was impeccable, and there was no chance at all.

In desperation, Mrs. Zhu Rong could only order the troops to withdraw and return to the camp.

In the morning of the next day, Pang De came to fight again. This time Mrs. Zhu Rong chose to fight. The two armies faced each other. Mrs. Zhu Rong was riding a curly-haired red rabbit horse, holding a scimitar, and dressed in a strong outfit. , and on his back was a knife holder, which contained eighteen throwing knives.

Mrs. Zhu Rong's best skill is flying knives, which is also a skill he is proud of. Today she will fight Pound alone, and let Pound taste the power of his flying knives.

In the camp of the Han army, Pound rode out with a big knife in his hand, and walked out majestically.

"May I ask what the general's name is?" Mrs. Zhu Rong asked hurriedly when she saw Pound coming out.

"The real man will change his name and surname if he wants to sit or not. His surname is Pang De." Pang De answered truthfully, then looked at Mrs. Zhu Rong, and laughed loudly.

"What are you laughing at?" Mrs. Zhu Rong asked hastily, feeling a little confused when Pang De smiled.

Pang De said: "It seems that the rebel army has no one to use, so you, a female generation, were sent here. It's really ridiculous..."

"What's wrong with women, whoever stipulates that women can't go to the battlefield, in our Nanzhong, some tribes and even women have the final say!" Mrs. Zhu Rong said.

Pound didn't make any excuses, and said bluntly: "It's useless to talk too much, let's see the outcome on the battlefield."

As soon as the words fell, without further ado, Pang De rode his horse and wielded his sword, and went straight to Mrs. Zhu Rong.

Mrs. Zhu Rong was also unambiguous, waving the scimitar in her hand, and rushed towards Pound.

"Clearly..."

A series of sounds of weapons colliding rang in my ears. Pound was extremely strong. Every time he swung the knife, he used a lot of strength, which made Mrs. Zhu Rong's arm, which was blocking his weapon, numb.

Pound's saber technique is exquisite, one saber next to another, dense like a net, covering Mrs. Zhu Rong in this saber net, making it impossible for her to have a chance to fight back.

Mrs. Zhu Rong was already overwhelmed by Pang De. If she tried to find a way to get out of the predicament, she might never see the sun tomorrow again.

Suddenly, Mrs. Zhu Rong had an idea, and she stretched out her hand and took out two throwing knives behind her back. While holding the scimitar to face Pound, she inadvertently threw the flying knives with her left hand, aiming directly at Pound's face.

The sudden flying knife broke the silence here, but thanks to Pound's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he escaped unharmed, otherwise, there should be a hole in Pound's face now.

"Whoosh!"

Another throwing knife was shot at, which made Pound unable to guard against it, and he couldn't judge the trajectory of movement, so Pound had to hide in a stirrup and escaped by luck.

Pound turned his head and glanced at Mrs. Zhu Rong, but seeing another throwing knife in Mrs. Zhu Rong's hand, he shot at Pound again.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The throwing knives were thrown at Pound one after another, densely packed, uninterrupted, all of which were taken from his vital parts...

Just as Pang De and Mrs. Zhu Rong were fighting inextricably in front of the two armies, two cavalry teams quietly detoured to the rear of the rebels. Each cavalry team consisted of 1000 cavalry, a total of 2000 people, and suddenly launched an attack on the rebels. , one left and one right, flanking the rebels.

The rebels were unprepared, and the Han army was all cavalry, so they rushed into the camp and divided them into many small pieces. The rear of the rebels suddenly fell into chaos, and it was unknown how many soldiers and horses came. I ran for my life.

Mrs. Zhu Rong had the upper hand in the front line, and Pound was a little afraid of her flying knife skills, but at this juncture, there was a sudden riot in the rear army, and it was likely to spread, so she didn't want to fight, and hurried Pound away, and quickly retreated to herself In the army, and then quickly withdraw the troops.

Pang De took the opportunity to cover up and kill them. The rebels were already in a mess at the back, and they were defeated in the front.

For two days in a row, Mrs. Zhu Rong did not get any displacement from Pang De, and she was very upset, and her subordinates were all in a mess.

After losing twice in a row, Mrs. Zhu Rong had no intention of fighting any more, so she simply hung up the sign of "avoiding war" and stopped fighting.

Pang De was not in a hurry, he forced Mrs. Zhu Rong to fight if she didn't go to battle, and he sent many small troops to harass the people within a radius of dozens of miles.

The Han army attacked everywhere, Mrs. Zhu Rong saw it, but there was nothing she could do.But every day, many people from Nanzhong went to Mrs. Zhu Rong to seek asylum. After a few days, more and more people gathered, crying to Mrs. Zhu Rong every day, hoping that she would send troops to take back their land.

Mrs. Zhu Rong couldn't bear the true confession of so many people, and finally decided to send troops to snatch back the lost tribes around her.

Mrs. Zhu Rong sent more than 20 troops, each consisting of 500 people, with the purpose of fighting for the leaders of the small tribes who cried to her.

The team was sent out, but after they were sent out, there was no news, as if they had disappeared, as if they had evaporated without a trace.

Until the next day, there were suddenly many corpses in front of Mrs. Zhu Rong's camp. After identification, these corpses were the leaders of the army sent by Mrs. Zhu Rong that day.

Seeing these corpses, Mrs. Zhu Rong couldn't help feeling a little horrified and terrified. Pound's methods were too clever. It seemed that she was not Pound's opponent.

Mrs. Zhu Rong lost a series of defeats and suffered heavy losses. She had long thought of retreating, but it was just that she had no chance, and he didn't want to retreat in essence. Once he retreated and left, Pang De would be even more unscrupulous in this area.

Mrs. Zhu Rong was very conflicted in her heart, and she couldn't make up her mind for a while. She didn't know whether to retreat or advance.

At this moment, Pound is still closely watching every move of the rebels. Mrs. Zhu Rong and the rebels are huddled in the barracks and refuse to come out. It seems that they are deliberately delaying us.

However, this was not too difficult for Pound. Since the rebels did not take the initiative to attack, he should be the one to attack.

"Attack!" Pound swung his sword forward, and all the soldiers around him rushed forward.

"Kill!"

The soldiers shared the same hatred, uttered inspiring slogans, and rushed over despite the rain of arrows from the rebels.

(End of this chapter)