Factory owner is king

Chapter 244: Seven Kills to Break the Army and Greedy Wolf 5
The world is like chess, especially on the battlefield.

Under the nine-party game, the black and white chess pieces fall one by one, until the last moment, the outcome is out of the question.

The city of Ganzhou is actively, forced, and involuntarily waiting for it. The crisis in sight is from far to near. Hundreds of feet, fifty, thirty, getting closer, but stopped at twenty feet. .

The skillful horsemanship of the prairie people made their turns and changes without any mess.The rear team turned forward, and the front team pressed the rear, leaving the people at the head of Ganzhou city with a contemptuous and mocking back.

"what is this?"

Someone in the city raised such doubts, but most of them were relieved by this sudden change. It would be good to die even if it was only a moment late.

"Commander, these Tartars are..."

"Xizhi, what do you think?" Yun Zheng frowned and looked at Liu Xizhi, unable to answer Ye Yuze's doubts.

The sound of "kill" in front of the cup of tea made the entire city look like a strong bow with a full moon, which collapsed tightly just waiting for the arrow to be released, but because of the understatement of the Tartars, it seemed anticlimactic.

"One go at a time, then decline, three times." Liu Xizhi raised her eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Maybe they want to demoralize us?"

Liu Xizhi's guess is not unreasonable.Looking at the state of the soldiers at the top of the city at this moment, one can see that the mourning spirit of fighting to the death has indeed dissipated a lot, but is this the purpose of the Tartars?Yun Zheng drew a big question mark in his heart.

Some Tartars in the Chinese army dropped dozens of ladders on the ground. What does this mean?Although the equipment is simple, they will attack the city after all, there is no doubt about it.

Then why did they turn around?Aren't they afraid of going out of the city to attack?
The dignitaries of the East Factory have no clues. In this world, perhaps only Hu Che'er on the Wuzhi BMW under the yellow croaker flag waving fiercely can give an answer, and the answer naturally comes from the man who eats vegetarian food and prays to Buddha. monk.

Time moved forward slightly. On that night, next to the pot of mutton bone soup, the monk with triangular eyes displayed power and tactics in front of the aliens.

"If the patriarch dares to attack the city, even if he gathers [-] people, unless someone dedicates the city, as long as he does not go down for a while, when Wu Kedi leads the dragon gate cavalry to arrive, there will be a place where your bones will be buried under the gate of Ganzhou. .

Don't talk about Wu's promise to defeat the enemy. God-given opportunity, he uprooted your troops from top to bottom. Taking advantage of the situation, he used his army to massacre the Dongchang tribe. The merchants' property fell into the arms of the Longmen Pass. The court investigated it. The person who didn't deserve to die was To die in the hands of your ministry, and to kill all the damned people, is to protect the country and make great contributions to the Ming Dynasty, killing two birds with one stone, and killing two birds with one stone is no longer enough.Everyone's words make gold, whoever dares to throw a dot of ink on him will be criticized by thousands of people, even if the emperor sees it clearly, he can't say anything.

Under such a balance, the patriarch is in the position of Wu Kedi, how will the patriarch choose?Qi Guozhong's play of pulling silk is intertwined.If there is no external force, Dongchang's three thousand black heart guards will be doomed, and after the Yellow Fish Tribe battle, the ice and snow will inevitably melt, so what should the patriarch do? "

"Big deal..."

"It's a big deal not to enter the customs?" Dao Yan shook his head slightly, and looked at Hu Che'er calmly: "It's not you who opened the dragon gate, just an excuse to chase down the horse bandits, and the residence of the Yellow Fish Tribe is not some unfathomable secret. [-] iron cavalry confronting each other head-on... What are the chances of the patriarch winning?"

After some strategizing, the sky is endlessly hidden, and Hu Che'er is sweating profusely, just like being in the desert of thousands of miles in midsummer, with no way to go to the sky, no way to go to the earth, a moment of innocence, a moment of negligence, and suddenly finds that his usual pride is in the middle of the Han Dynasty. It's just child's play in front of the wise men at home, lost?frustrated?
This feeling does not belong to Hu Che'er, nor does it belong to Hu Che'er who is determined to recreate Genghis Khan's majestic domination. The excitement in his eyes overwhelms the fear. This is the strongest saber he is looking for!

The monk in front of him is Liu Bingzhong in the book, he wants to keep him!
Without the slightest hesitation, Hu Che'er knelt down on one knee, awkwardly swept away the dust from the monk's shoes, and raised a bowl of white soup over his head. Gold and silver were not a problem, but he didn't think gold and silver were the monk's demands, maybe Will the corporal's methods be of some use?He always has to give it a try.

"If the patriarch can survive the Chongyang Festival, the poor monk will consider it." The contempt in Dao Yan's eyes did not reveal the slightest, but he slowly said his own situation: "Xu Ruyi, Dongchang Changgong, is not in Ganzhou City, but it is indispensable." It is inextricably linked with the city. He is the most cautious in his life, like an old turtle, who only uses shocking methods when he must win. It can be expected that in the Battle of Chongyang, Ganzhou must use defense instead of attack.

As for Xu Ruyi's sentence of defending the city, Commander Yun Zheng must follow through to the end. Even if you show your back to him and don't take any precautions, he will not take any action, and this is exactly what I ordered for the patriarch The beginning of the game.

Fifty thousand Longmen iron cavalry, the so-called iron cavalry, is well-equipped, but the imperial court's finances and taxes are limited, even if it was a little heavy in the early years, it will eventually be limited.Double the number of people.There is no reason to start and end, and fighting against the water is for mourning soldiers.If the patriarch can break it, then come before the poor monk, the poor monk may be willing to break this meat precept for the patriarch for the last time. . . "

Time returns to this time,

Under Chongyang City, it's three quarters in the afternoon.

In the middle of the day, it is a good time to behead, and there is nowhere to hide the wronged soul.

The [-] yellow croakers who were waiting in full battle drew their bows and pointed their arrows at the sky, waiting for the arrows to be fired.

Everything was just as Dao Yan said, the old events of Song Xianggong's Gentleman's War reappeared, Yun Zheng's expression changed several times, but he remained silent.

Being cautious, he finally decided to stick to it just like the thin piece of paper said.

This is the divine decree in Yun Zheng's heart. As a mortal, he has no right to question it, no right to violate it, and no right to act smart.

Under the dazzling sun, the sky is shining.

A cumulus cloud that came from nowhere floated along with the undetectable wind, half and complete, blocking the sun.

The suffocating formation was faced with an earthquake.

The cloud rises, the dragon sand is dark, and the wood falls in Yanmen autumn.

The three or five scouts flashed past at the end of their line of sight, and not long after that, it was Jia Guang Sun.

"Warriors of the Yellow Fish Tribe!" A loud shout in Mongolian echoed: "The blessing of the Immortal Sky, the glory of our ancestors, for the glory of the Yellow Fish!"

"Glory!" The throbbing and bloodthirsty shout, the bowstring is full.

The god of death came quietly, and locusts with black light on their fingertips lingered and danced around, impatiently.

"put!"

Arrows rained down, overwhelming the sky.

Reaper smiled and raised his huge scythe, waved it, and enjoyed the coming feast.

"My sons and daughters, drive out the Tartars, protect China, and follow me to kill the enemy!"

"I am invincible!"

"I am invincible!"

"I am invincible!"

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