Tang Dynasty: Starting from Kou Zhong, the heavens rise!

Cui Jixiu saw that he could not persuade Lin Shihong. Moreover, the Poyang Sect's one hundred thousand disciples were enough to intimidate people, so he had to go down and make arrangements.

Following Lin Shihong's order, the Poyang sect caused a sensation, and all the [-] disciples stationed around the county took boats northward and headed for Pengze along the river.

The war is about to break out! ! ! .

Chapter 36: Five thousand versus one hundred thousand, facing the Poyang Sect!

Daye 12, July [-]th.

At the moment of Shenshi, by the Pengze River.

The golden sunlight shines on the water, making the waves sparkling.

"Young Marshal, Poyang is here!"

Fu Junma's beautiful eyes narrowed and she said softly.

"Ok!"

At the foot of Wulong Mountain, Kou Zhong and others looked down and saw boats appearing on the broad river.

In an instant, thousands of boats were crossing the entire river, and thousands of sails were standing there. One after another, Poyang Gang disciples holding weapons disembarked from the boats and landed.

On the beach that stretches for more than ten miles, black figures emerge one after another, and soon become the only dominant color in the world.

The Song brothers and sisters looked at this scene with serious expressions. There were at least tens of thousands of people, maybe even hundreds of thousands of people, and the Poyang faction was out in full force.

"Master Ling."

"It's time for our people to show up."

Kou Zhong ordered with deep eyes.

"Yes."

Xu Ziling's face hardened, and he immediately turned around and walked down the mountain.

After a while.

A series of black armored figures emerged from Wulong Mountain, gathering together and turning into a target, which formed a sharp contrast with the colorful Poyang gang members opposite. The young commander held a square black gold-rimmed pole, in the middle He sewed a word '寇' on with bright red silk thread and stood quietly in place.

"Brother Kou."

"Are you kidding me?"

Song Shidao opened his mouth wide and pointed at the young commander at the foot of the mountain, his voice trembling.

This is only a few thousand people at most, but there are tens of thousands, or even 10,000+ people on the opposite side.

"Brother Song."

"You and Miss Song just watch here."

"Look at me destroying Penglize today, and look at me making this world one more prince!"

As those confident words fell, Kou Zhong's figure had disappeared under Wulong Mountain.

Instead, the young marshal's army raised a pennant five feet long and three feet high. There were teeth on the upper and lower sides, which were divided into five colors: red, yellow, green, white and black. The teeth were of the same color as the flag or different colors. The heart is embroidered with a flying dragon pattern, the edge of the flag is embroidered with flame patterns, and there are streamers on it.

That is the Zhongjun Dabu! ! !

"he..."

If it hadn't been for so many days together, Song Shidao would have really thought that Kou Zhong was crazy.

However, Song Yuzhi's eyes kept flashing with wonder, and he said inexplicably: "Brother, he will win."

.........

at the same time.

Most of the disciples of the Poyang Sect had already gone ashore and gathered around Lin Shihong, forming an army formation that was ten times larger than the Young Marshal's army.

"Hahaha!"

"Look at those guys, don't they think they can deal with us with this, right?"

Pointing to the young marshal's army in front, Lin Shihong laughed loudly, and the wanton and arrogant laughter spread throughout the Pengze River.

One hundred thousand Poyang sect disciples burst into laughter, and everyone's face showed contempt for the young commander's army.

Cui Jixiu, the military advisor of the Poyang faction, looked at the black military formation that was like a unified body, and couldn't help but feel a little scared. The young commander's army was more elite than the Sui army he had ever seen. Is this really certain to win?

"Pass down the order, the whole army will attack!"

"Whoever kills Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins and the Xingchun Loutou card!"

With a wave of his hand, Lin Shihong pulled out the long sword from his waist and pointed it at the young commander's army.

"kill!!!"

All the Poyang disciples present were attracted by this rich reward.

Tens of thousands of people with red eyes, waving all kinds of knives and guns, rushed towards the young commander's formation in a large crowd.

Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi, who were watching the battle at the foot of Wulong Mountain, couldn't help but sweat for Gao Zhong and Xu Ziling.

"Humph."

see.

Kou Zhong, who was sitting on the horse, snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "A rabble."

"Give the order, the light soldiers retreat and the crossbowmen move forward!"

"Yes!"

The guards waved their flags instantly.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Three thousand light soldiers holding Yanling knives instantly retreated to the two wings, and two thousand crossbowmen stepped forward.

Among them, a hundred god-armed crossbowmen knelt on one knee and took aim in a half-crouched position.

One thousand and eight hundred archers held horned bows, with arrows held between their index fingers and already placed on the bow strings.

"Ta Ta..."

Tens of thousands of Poyang disciples dressed in various colors charged forward crazily, their footsteps causing violent earthquakes on the ground, and the gravel kept jumping.

However, the five thousand officers and soldiers of the marshal's army did not change their faces and their hearts did not beat. They just stared ahead.

When the distance between the two sides was less than 400 meters, Colonel Xie Yingdeng gave the order: "Shoot!"

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

The hundred divine arm crossbowmen pulled the trigger instantly.

Hundreds of fine steel crossbow arrows penetrated the air and killed Poyang disciples.

"what?!"

"Push!"

Accompanied by shrill screams.

The Poyang disciple at the front was shot straight through the body by the fine steel crossbow arrow fired by the divine arm crossbow.

The powerful power suddenly caused the crossbow arrows to penetrate several Poyang disciples continuously, and blood continued to spurt out.

But this one was just the beginning. With the influx of Poyang disciples from all around, the distance became closer and closer, already within 300 meters.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

The [-] horn archers who had been waiting for a long time quickly fired.

Nearly two thousand feathered arrows converged into a barrage of steel in the sky, covering the Poyang disciples in front.

Under the refraction of the sun, the fine steel arrow showed a chilling light and murderous intent that penetrated the soul.

"Wow!!!"

A piece of feather arrow fell.

A large number of Poyang disciples who rushed to the front were directly penetrated and fell to the ground.

However, the young marshal's archers continued to shoot with arrows, and the speed of the horn bow was faster than the divine arm crossbow.

In an instant, the overwhelming arrows blocked the sunlight and kept covering the Poyang disciples.

According to the configuration of the young marshal's army, an archer has thirty arrows in a bag. Often when one falls, the other has already been shot.

"what?!"

Wails and screams came and went.

Those originally crazy Poyang disciples were pierced by feather arrows, and their blood flowed out gurglingly.

If someone is penetrated by a crossbow arrow, it is often a momentary pain, but if it is penetrated by a feather arrow, it is a constant and severe pain. Some people are even directly hit by the fire, with seven or eight feather arrows in their body, like a hedgehog. He fell in a pool of blood, his eyes widened as big as a gong, full of unwillingness.

Although the Poyang Sect captured the entire Poyang County and governed seven counties, Lin Shihong did not know how to manage military affairs at all. He spent a lot of gold and silver to recruit disciples. The Poyang Sect had more than [-] gang members in a short period of time, which seemed huge. In fact, it has long been strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Of these [-] disciples, less than [-] were covered with armor, and it was not iron armor, just ordinary leather armor.

The leather armor was unable to defend against the arrows fired from the horned bow at such a close distance, let alone the divine arm crossbow.

Wave after wave of Poyang disciples were shot into gourds of blood, and tens of thousands of corpses fell in front of the young commander's army.

Seeing this scene, the Song brothers and sisters at the foot of Wulong Mountain were speechless.

Facing the crossbowmen of the Shaoshuai Army, the Poyang disciples were like living targets, sent up one by one.

"Keep rushing!"

Lin Shihong watched his subordinates being shot to death, with blood dripping from his eyes. He suppressed the anger in his chest and continued to give orders.

Although military advisor Cui Jixiu was heartbroken, he knew that he could only win the victory by rushing up and interrupting the young marshal's crossbowmen.

Chapter 37: Riding alone to break the formation, Lin Shihong is the leader of thousands of troops!

As the Poyang sect disciples charged desperately, one wave after another, like waves constantly hitting the young commander's army formation.

More and more bodies fell to the ground, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood.

However, the Poyang sect disciples were getting closer to the crossbowmen of the young marshal's army.

"Master Ling."

"It's up to you here."

With stern eyes, Kou Zhong took the Black Dragon Skybreaking Halberd from his bodyguard and rushed out of his own army formation on horseback.

"Order: Light troops attack!"

Xu Ziling, who temporarily took over the command, calmly issued an order.

"woohoo"

The melodious sound of horns sounded on the battlefield.

Three thousand light soldiers wearing black iron armor with fine scales, their hair tied in buns, and holding wild goose feather knives suddenly came out.

The leaders were none other than the three captains Gui Xiliang, Xingrong and Bai Rong.

Everyone looked at the figure of Kou Zhong riding alone in front of him, with unprecedented enthusiasm and admiration in their eyes.

"Okay, what a guy who wants to die!"

"Tell the brothers to surround and kill Kou Zhong at all costs."

Lin Shihong saw Kou Zhong riding his horse out into battle with his own eyes. He was so surprised that he quickly gave the order.

"Yes."

Military advisor Cui Jixiu couldn't help but order his disciples from Poyang to surround Kou Zhong.

Gradually, Poyang disciples from all directions gathered towards the center, forming a huge encirclement.

"Brother, he..."