Chapter 596

I'm afraid it's more or less bad this time.

But so what.

Up to now, there is hope that war will lead to life. Instead of war, it will lead to death.

"Hold on for another three days, and all the people in Bazhou will retreat." Xia Yong said, feeling the sound of hooves in front of him like thunder, looking at the frightened look of the soldiers around him, shouted loudly, raised the crossbow machine in his hand, "kill."

He took the lead and led the array.

The generals have formed a habit of running without hesitation with the movement of the military array.

"Kill!"

They had no more distractions, urged the horses to keep the battle line, and rolled forward with Xia Yong to meet the rushing golden soldiers.

The horses' hooves were in disorder and the dust was flying. The two armies collided.

Fight the earth.

Looking at the two sides fighting together, the soldiers in the formation stood still, without sorrow, injury, ignorance and numbness, waiting for orders.

Zhao Hanqing rode around the open space in the array, as if he was a little impatient.

"History, are you afraid?" Miss Jun said suddenly.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Hanqing said, looking at the front with bright eyes, "sister, when can I fight?"

I don't want to listen to miss Jun at all.

Miss Jun smiled.

"I'm afraid it's a little bad this time." She said with a solemn look, "there are a large number of people gathering here in the golden people."

Zhao Hanqing said.

"Are you afraid?" She asked.

Miss Jun smiled and shook her head.

Zhao Hanqing also smiled and shook his head.

"Then what am I afraid of?" She said, with some pride, "am I not as good as you? I can do what you can."

Let my father know that I can be no worse than others.

Miss Jun laughed and put down the crossbow.

"I'm not as good as you." She said, taking out a long whip. "I'll use this."

Zhao Hanqing babbled.

"You know this? Why didn't you say it." She said, "I want to learn, too."

Miss Jun smiled and nodded.

"Well, when you go back this time, I'll teach you." She said.

Yang Jing looks down on one side.

If you can go back.

Miss Jun is going to fight. It can be seen that she has made a decision to die.

After such a long fierce battle, both manpower and weapons have been greatly consumed. There are more and more golden soldiers going south. This time is really dangerous.

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Baozhou is more tragic than Bazhou.

First, because Cheng Guogong was stationed close to Baozhou, the people retreated slowly out of their trust in Cheng Guogong. Second, the nearby state cities were on alert and refused to open the city gate at the beginning.

When Zhu Zan came to Baozhou with Shenzhou soldiers and horses, the peace negotiation officially ended. Zhou soldiers retreated and Jin soldiers poured in.

Baozhou is full of fleeing people, followed by golden soldiers.

Villages and towns have been broken, with fireworks and broken walls.

The sound of fighting rang out in front of a village.

As the last golden soldier was split in two by the saber, the battle was finally over.

Corpses were scattered on the ground, including those of Jin Bing and Zhou Bing.

Zhu Zan, who was covered in blood, looked around. When he came out, there were only 300 people left, and each one was injured.

He raised his sleeve and wiped the blood from his face.

There are their own and golden soldiers.

But because the sleeves were also stained with blood, this wipe on the face was even more ferocious.

Some people were assigned to clean up the dead and injured colleagues, and Zhu Zan waved to others.

"Look at this village. There are no survivors yet." He said.

The village has just been looted by the golden soldiers, and the houses are still burning, emitting a burning smell.

It stinks.

Several soldiers couldn't help covering their noses, while Zhu Zan and the woodcutter suddenly changed color, accelerated their steps and rushed inward after smelling the smell.

What's up? The soldiers in Shenzhou hurried to keep up. As soon as they entered the village, they stepped on their feet, and everyone's hair stood up.

The soldiers who were used to life and death also gave a low cry and looked at the front and stiffened.

A woodpile at the entrance of the village is burning, and the stench is emitted from here.

But looking carefully is not a pile of firewood, but a pile of human corpses.

Although many have been burned black, they can be vaguely distinguished from men, women, old and young. They are obviously villagers here.

Although he served as a soldier in the north, killed gold thieves, saw the battlefield and suppressed bandits, he has never seen such a tragic scene in so many years.

Many soldiers covered their mouths and retched.

Zhu Zan looked at the scene and suddenly laughed. His eyes were as red as blood.

"Look, look, this is the end of losing your home and country." He shouted in a hoarse voice, reaching out and pointing to the burning corpse pile, "my big week, my big week! People are like firewood! People are like firewood!"

My big week, how did it become like this.

Everyone stayed at the entrance of the village, and their injuries didn't make them cry. At this time, many people looked at this scene with tears in their eyes.

Zhu Zan laughed a few times and turned to run outside the village.

"Kill the thief." He shouted.

The scattered horses were summoned again, and all the soldiers mounted one after another and followed Zhu Zan to the north. A town in front was faintly visible.

"Shizi!" Soldiers came from behind and shouted, "don't go."

He stopped with an anxious look.

"The golden soldiers have occupied the town, and thousands of golden soldiers are coming." He said, "Jiang Cao, please return quickly. You can't stay here anymore."

Zhu Zan reined in his horse and looked ahead. It seemed that there was a faint cry of the people in the wilderness.

"How can we abandon, how can we abandon." He said in a low voice. After saying this, he took a horse's belly, pointed the long knife in his hand to the front, and ran forward over the soldier.

The people behind him didn't stop at all and rolled forward behind Zhu Zan.

"You're crazy!" The soldiers shouted, anxious and puzzled, "the golden soldier is coming."

Just because Jin Bing came, he rushed forward without hesitation.

Do not abandon, do not abandon, can save one is one, otherwise what will happen to these people, they have seen with their own eyes.

As the army galloped, the city ahead became clearer and clearer.

Each soldier clenched the long knife in his hand and waited for the coming bloody battle.

The sound of purring seems to come from the horizon.

The galloping men and horses were slightly stunned. Zhu Zan raised his head and showed a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Is this the horn to call off the troops?

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This is the horn of the golden man's withdrawal.

Yang Jing was very sure. Listening to the blaring horn ahead, he saw that the wave of golden soldiers after the war were indeed retreating.

What's going on?

Xia Yong, Li Guorui and others who gathered again after the front battle also looked puzzled.

They gasped and their faces were bloodstained. They didn't look relaxed when they watched these golden soldiers retreating like a tide.

"Are the golden soldiers gathering to prepare for a new round of attack?" Said a general.

Very likely.

Xia Yong clenched the long knife with his injured hand.

"Line up, line up." He shouted.

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The sun is shining and the spring breeze is blowing, but it's a pity that the blood smell is diffused in the air, which can't make people intoxicated.

The square array stood still. I don't know how long it has been, but I haven't seen the golden soldiers rush again.

The blood slipped along his forehead and fell in the corner of his eyes. He couldn't see clearly in the blink of an eye. Xia Yong had to raise his hand and wipe it off.

This action is extra conspicuous in the square array.

As a leader, this is an unforgivable move, but Xia Yong doesn't want to delve into this now.

"Things are wrong." He turned and said.

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