Chapter 17 Once You're Hooked

Once a person gets caught up in something, they easily disregard everything else.

If he had the choice, nine and a half times out of ten, Zheng Boye would have preferred to be like Xie An, listening to Liu Ruqing sing while playing xiangqi with the blind man.

He reached out to take the military report that Xiao Yibo handed over.

After reading it,

He casually tossed it aside,

And nonchalantly said:

"The young ones have soundly defeated the bandits."

What is true elegance, what is true artistic freedom, what is true romance;

Zheng Boye understood, and the demon kings understood as well.

But the demon kings… Si Niang had been constantly urging Zheng Boye to snatch a commandery princess to train, but she didn’t succeed. Instead, he snatched a princess; every time before a battle, A Ming would make sure his water bag was empty; after every battle, Liang Cheng liked to sit alone on the battlefield for a night; the blind man would turn an orange over and over, eating it even when he was getting a fever; Mo Wan was enthusiastic about taking care of kids, Xue San liked to conduct experimental research, and then there was Fan Li, who liked to carry the sword maiden, that big loli, on his shoulders and stroll around.

So,

Did he have to constantly maintain a lofty image?

Having finally caught A Cheng slipping up once,

Zheng Boye finally found a chance to shout, "Eat my old Sun's staff!"

The barbarian blade, though not comparable to the Kunwu in the hands of the Jingnan King, was still a precious blade of this era. He used to just practice swordsmanship with it, but now when he used it to chop people on the battlefield, he found that its armor-piercing effect was indeed much better than the swords he had used before.

A Ming stayed close to Zheng Boye's side, helping him block hidden arrows and knives, while the Sword Saint was more direct, with Long Yuan in hand, his sword moved like a swimming dragon, recklessly slaughtering.

Long Yuan was killing enemies outside, while sword energy swirled around him.

It was universally acknowledged that a swordsman's physical body was not as strong as a martial artist's, but it really depended on who you were comparing to. At the level of the Sword Saint, it was difficult for ordinary people to get close to him.

If the opponent was on guard and he had to venture into the dragon's pool alone, then, as the Sword Saint himself said, he would have to consider it carefully.

Just like the Baili siblings back then, when they saw the iron hooves of the Great Yan charging towards them, they retreated without saying a word.

But now it was a melee, and the Chu people's originally tight and orderly formation had been shattered by the snowball that Zheng Boye had created, using the marshal carriage as its base.

Now,

Everyone was in the same boat. Apart from the imperial guard around the Chu people's bronze chariot, everything else was a mess.

You chop yours, I stab mine, the two sides were intertwined on a large scale, killing, killing, killing, the blood of others mixed with screams became the most stimulating color and melody in the atmosphere of this battlefield, as if it would never stop… no, unless you fell.

But,

It had to be said,

The feeling of swinging a knife and wildly hacking in the crowd,

Was really exhilarating!

This,

Wasn't letting down his years of hard training in swordsmanship!

…

When Zheng Boye's marshal carriage led the Yan army to smash back again, the Chu army was noticeably hindered.

Shi Yuantang finally stopped humming his little tune,

And instead, with his hands behind his back, silently watched the battle ahead.

At this time, the battle was still favorable to the Chu people, at least in this local area.

Because Shi Yuantang still had nearly two thousand of the Shi family's personal soldiers.

The Shi family was only a third-class noble family in Great Chu, so the number of Shi family's private soldiers was strictly limited.

And the Shi family had always "obeyed the law and disciplined themselves." As for the private soldiers of other noble families, as long as they had the conditions, how could they not exceed the limit in private?

Even the Qu Clan's Azure Luan Army, which had lost all fifty thousand soldiers under Jade Plate City, could turn around and pull up a framework in the blink of an eye. Only fools would believe that they were "starting from scratch."

But the Shi family's private soldiers had always maintained a scale of three thousand.

This was the most loyal and extremely powerful army, and they were as pure as the Shi family.

In addition, although the Chu army's attack was hindered, they still had the upper hand.

"Without warhorses, without detours, without split-batch charges, the once arrogant Yan people, it seems, are nothing more than a rabble," Mu Yang said. "Now, they still have to rely on a surge of brute force to continue their lives."

"Each army has its own way of fighting that it is good at." After thinking about it, Shi Yuantang added, "Except for the Qian army."

Because the Qian people seemed to be incapable of anything, and were just using their size and national strength to prop up a rotten army.

"Young people, after all, are young people." Shi Yuantang's gaze fell on the vaguely visible golden figure in front of him. "It's a pity, my Great Chu's consort. In fact, from a public-minded point of view, this Earl of Pingye is actually more suitable to be my Great Chu's consort than the so-called Qu clan.

If that were the case, I would be willing to lead the horse for him, stand behind this young man, find his omissions and fill in the gaps, and cover up the false fire on his body.

In time, perhaps my Great Chu could also have its own Tian Wujing."

However, Shi Yuantang's attention quickly shifted away from the golden figure, because in front of that golden figure, there was a white figure that was too conspicuous.

He alone almost supported a wall, and a group of Chu soldiers could not even get close to him. Under the guidance of his sword, if the Chu army still had a great advantage in other positions, then here, he was leading the Yan people to suppress the Chu people.

"It is said that the Sword Saint of Jin has always been at Snow Sea Pass, always by the side of that Earl of Pingye. It seems that the rumors are indeed true," Shi Yuantang said with emotion.

One of the four great swordsmen, and in the past two years, his reputation and achievements had obviously made him the leader of the four great swordsmen.

Mu Yang said, "It would be great if our master was here."

Shi Yuantang shook his head and said, "I once asked the Du Gu family's master, but even he doesn't know exactly what his grandson is made of."

Although the sword maker had never drawn his sword, the Chu people still had fantasies and expectations for him, not to the point that people in other countries had even given the sword maker the title of a swindler.

Shi Yuantang didn't have too many waves about the strength of the Sword Saint, he just pointed to the white figure,

And said:

"Since ancient times, it has been said that chivalry uses martial arts to violate the law, but have you ever really seen a wandering fish in the rivers and lakes really leaping into a dragon?

Especially on this battlefield, a Sword Saint is not enough for me to pay too much attention to.

Commander Mu."

"Your subordinate is here."

"Entangle him. If he wants to leave, then there is no need to force him to stay; if he is obsessed, then I will leave him here completely today. He slaughtered a thousand barbarian riders in front of Snow Sea Pass, but that was just desperate barbarians."

"Your subordinate obeys."

Mu Yang took his bow and got off the chariot.

Shi Yuantang's gaze drifted into the distance. In fact, as the commander-in-chief, as the soul of an army, just like the Zheng Boye on the opposite side who was sitting on the marshal carriage earlier, it was not that they deliberately wanted to show some indifference, but that their calmness, even if it was acting, was part of stabilizing the morale of the army.

But,

As a veteran of the battlefield,

At this time,

He had faintly smelled something wrong;

He didn't have Mu Yang's hawk-like eyes, but he could feel that,

The periphery,

Seemed a little too quiet.

Logically speaking,

It shouldn't be,

Because he had clearly seen the fireworks signals lit on the Yan army's marshal carriage, which was an urgent order from the commander of an army to ask for help from all the subordinates who were loyal to him.

But sometimes, even if you find something, you can't take care of it.

Just like the Yan army went from besieging the city to charging into the city, step by step, completing what they should do, and playing the cards in their hands, the current Shi Yuantang, the current Chu army, had actually played all their cards.

Taking risks is corresponding, always like this.

In terms of the battlefield,

When you instantly push your opponent into a dangerous situation,

Your own situation,

In fact, it will not be completely safe.

Shi Yuantang remembered that Yao Zizhan, the literary saint of the Qian Kingdom, once used leaf cards as a metaphor to praise the changes in strategy on the battlefield. Although there was a literary man's wishful thinking about military affairs in it, it was not without reason to carefully taste it.

Of course, it's not that Yao Zizhan saw through the essence, but in this world, the principles are actually interconnected.

…

"Bang!"

Two Chu shield soldiers suddenly came together, and A Ming flashed to help Zheng Boye block, but who would have thought that the other party would squeeze the two shields together, trapping A Ming in between.

As a vampire, A Ming would naturally be fine, but at this time, he lost his protective vision of his master.

At this time, Zheng Boye had just slashed back a Chu soldier, but behind him, a Chu soldier suddenly appeared, holding an axe in his hand, and directly chopped down on his back.

Zheng Boye immediately dodged with a side pounce,

In an instant,

A ghostly shadow appeared next to Zheng Boye, holding a short knife in his hand, and directly slashed across Zheng Boye's neck. In general, this was also a weak spot in full armor.

The Sword Saint, who had been fighting in front, had actually been paying attention to Zheng Boye's situation all the time, because he knew that winning or losing this battle was actually secondary, at least, compared to the life and death of Zheng Boye himself, it was indeed like that.

But an arrow from afar had to make Long Yuan fly out again to block it.

The arrow came at just the right time, negating the Sword Saint's sword defense, and at the same time, providing an opportunity for the hidden death soldier in the rear.

The battlefield was like this, changing in an instant, anything was possible. Being tall or short, in the midst of thousands of troops, was just a slightly larger ant.

A Ming lost his sight, and the Sword Saint couldn't rescue him. The two security forces that Zheng Boye relied on the most had turned gray at this time.

There were also people like Xue San in the Chu army. They lurked in the army, and if they didn't strike, they would definitely choose the enemy's important generals.

The short knife had already approached Zheng Boye's neck, and he could even feel the pressure of the other party's blood on the short knife.

Zheng Boye was shocked but not panicked,

Usually in this case,

He could be very calm,

Because,

Unlike other fathers who would always recall their young and lovely children before they died,

He, this father,

Was more direct,

And simpler:

"Mo Wan."

"Buzz!"

In an instant,

Zheng Boye gave up defending himself, and Mo Wan's power poured into Zheng Boye's body at this time.

This father and son were already familiar with this kind of combination, and they were no longer as inexperienced as they were at the beginning.

In this round, after the blind man was promoted, only Mo Wan and Xue San were left who had not been promoted.

But this didn't mean that Mo Wan's strength was much weaker. In fact, every time Zheng Boye let Mo Wan enter his body, he didn't borrow Mo Wan's power, but Mo Wan's subtle control of power and his extremely rich combat experience as a demon king.

Xue San had analyzed it, saying that Mo Wan had actually been looking for a suitable body. Referring to Zheng Boye's strange body postures and movements every time he let Mo Wan possess him, plus Zheng Boye's "back pain" after the possession, even his own "father's" body was not liked by Mo Wan.

But it was his own father who could truly let him "borrow" his power without reservation, so there was only "making do."

And if you want to continue to live a stable life, you really can't do without making do.

Just like,

Right now.

Zheng Boye's pupils instantly turned gray and white,

His body began to twist in a posture that was difficult for ordinary people to understand, especially his neck. With a "crack" sound, it had been twisted to an extreme angle for ordinary people. At the same time, his waist exerted force, and he kicked sideways with one leg.

There was no earth-shattering power, but the simplicity of falling on fists and feet.

The Chu assassin wanted to grab Zheng Boye's leg with one hand in order to continue to maintain the close distance between the two sides. However, Zheng Boye, or rather, Mo Wan's reaction was more direct. After his ankle was grabbed by the other party, he used this to exert force, pulling his upper body over, and the two sides were more tightly integrated.

At the same time, the barbarian blade in Zheng Boye's hand had already been put down, and his wrist turned down, and a delicate military thorn appeared in his palm.

The length of the barbarian blade was actually a burden in close combat. Long swords paid more attention to wide opening and closing, while this small and flexible military thorn was actually more suitable for this kind of close combat.

Don't ask why Zheng Boye, as a general, actually had this kind of trick hidden in his armor. This was due to his good habits that he had developed all along. The military thorn was designed and forged by Xue San for him. It had hidden grooves on it. When used, blood energy would be poured into it, and toxins would be released.

The Chu assassin really didn't expect that the other party's general would react and respond more like an assassin when facing this kind of close assassination, especially the strange flexibility of his body, which was even more unexpected.

"Puff!"

The military thorn did not pierce the assassin's body, but slashed across his neck. Then, Zheng Boye supported the assassin's shoulder with one hand, and the whole person rolled sideways backwards.

"Bang!"

The Chu heavy armored warrior chopped over with an axe, wanting to chop Zheng Boye, but because Zheng Boye dodged quickly, he had to chop off one of the assassin's arms.

Of course, the assassin didn't care anymore. After the toxin was injected into his neck by the military thorn, his fate today had already been decided.

After landing, Zheng Boye's body was like a spider, using his hands and feet, sticking to the ground.

The Chu heavy armored warrior rushed over again, and Zheng Boye was about to take the opportunity to move, but at this time, a body slammed heavily into the warrior's body.

Guo Dong shouted while bumping:

"Protect the Earl!"

The warrior's body swayed from the impact, and then, a thin body suddenly jumped up, hugging the warrior's neck with his left hand, and holding the knife with his right hand, bracing it horizontally. Xu An knew that his strength was not good, so he relied on his body to apply force with the blade.

"Zzz…"

The warrior was furious, but his body still couldn't help but fall down, because insisting at this time would only make his fragile neck have deeper contact with the blade.

"Roar!"

The warrior lying on the ground swung his axe and chopped over.

Guo Dong grabbed his shield and lunged forward.

There was a "clang" sound,

The axe was embedded in the shield.

This was because the warrior was lying down and couldn't exert all his strength. Otherwise, if he was facing him head-on, Guo Dong's shield would most likely shatter directly with a solid axe.

And Xu An was even more straightforward at this time, jumping forward with his body, pressing out two positions with his knees, one for the handle and one for the blade, using his body weight to force the blade into the warrior's neck.

The warrior's hands and feet began to struggle desperately, but these two people didn't let go.

Finally,

The warrior stopped struggling.

Zheng Boye didn't know what rank he was, but he must be a master, and a Chu charging general who was good at war and fighting, but he was still killed by two auxiliary soldiers.

This was the battlefield. Either you could be like the Sword Saint, with sword energy crisscrossing and blessing yourself, and ordinary people would have a hard time getting close to you before the sword energy dissipated, of course, you still had to be careful;

Or, you could be like Sha Tuoqueshi or the current Jingnan King, a third-rank peak martial artist, with the blessing of a martial artist's physique, you could stand out from the crowd for a while.

But how many Sword Saints, Jingnan Kings, and Sha Tuoqueshi were there in the world?

Therefore, most people, to be precise, were like those rare existences, and when others fell into this chaotic battlefield, they had to be prepared to die inexplicably.

A Ming's fingernails pierced into the body of a Chu shield soldier, breaking his neck, and then kicked another shield soldier, pulling away, and quickly came to Zheng Boye's side.

At this time, Mo Wan was still possessing Zheng Boye.

A Ming roared:

"Mo Wan, get out!"

Mo Wan's possession was often a great burden on Zheng Boye's body. Although now, with the increase of Zheng Boye's own strength or the familiarity of his experience, it was not as exaggerated as lying down for half a month after asking Mo Wan to possess him for the first few times, a long time possession would still cause Zheng Boye's body to fall into extreme overdraft.

Zheng Fan (Mo Wan) raised his head,

Let out a low roar to A Ming,

Obviously,

He was very dissatisfied,

Obviously,

He hadn't had enough fun!

This chaotic fighting scene was exactly what he liked and missed.

But because of the rising status of Zheng Boye, each battle was further and further behind, Zheng Boye had fewer opportunities to take action, and Mo Wan naturally had no room to play.

And at this time,

Long Yuan directly pierced the chest of a Chu armored soldier, and the Sword Saint in white clothes fluttered and finally arrived.

A Ming shouted again:

"Mo Wan, leave!"

Mo Wan was helpless, glared at A Ming fiercely, and took away his power from his "father."

Zheng Boye was like a drowning person who had just surfaced, taking a deep breath first, and then a burst of dizziness came from the back of his head. After being supported by A Ming, he pushed A Ming away, indicating that he was not a big problem now.

Although he was a little tired, he was not powerless.

Guo Dong picked up the barbarian blade, ignoring the blood on his body, and handed the barbarian blade to Zheng Boye.

Zheng Boye took the barbarian blade and looked around.

The battlefield was like waves, one wave passed and another came, but there were more Chu people around him before, but now, looking around, a group of Yan soldiers were fighting, leaving this place empty.

Because the marshal carriage was here, because Zheng Boye was wearing this golden armor here, the Yan soldiers inevitably gathered here when fighting.

The Chu people also wanted to kill here very much. They had done it once before, but now, they were pushed out by the battle again.

Zheng Boye propped himself up with the barbarian blade. Now was not the time to shout slogans or wave big flags to be effective. Only by continuing to grit his teeth and fight could he ensure that the overall situation would not collapse as long as his central army and marshal carriage did not collapse.

In the final analysis, it was because Zheng Boye himself was here.

The general was the courage of the army, and the Snow Sea Army was an army created by Zheng Boye himself.

Although he had started to be a hands-off shopkeeper very early on, and most of the specific matters were handled by the demon kings, Zheng Boye was a "soul" figure.

In other places, the soul figure often meant being emptied, but Zheng Boye had really inserted his soul into this army. Even though this army was extremely complex and had many races, they all nestled around Zheng Boye.

And the troops of Gongsun Zhi and Gong Wang were even simpler, because their generals were still on the wall of Dongshan Fort. If the Snow Sea Army retreated, they would probably retreat in a daze, and if the Snow Sea soldiers continued to hold on, then everyone would have nothing to say, and could only grit their teeth and continue to hold on.

Therefore,

Because of Zheng Boye's desperate gamble,

Therefore,

The Chu people's aggressive attack, their orderly formation, their skilled infantry cooperation, and their sophisticated armor, etc., still failed to tear apart this road.

The fighting in the cold weapon era,

Both sides have a lot of troops,

If one side holds on to the death and doesn't retreat, it is difficult to eat the other side in a short time.

The Yan people were actually passive in all aspects, because the battlefield was stuck here, not to mention that most of the Yan people did not ride horses because of the siege battle, and even the cavalry could not use it in this viscous battle.

In short, it was just a waste,

The Chu people were sharp,

But the Yan people had a tenacity to keep supporting, making it so that even if you bite into them, you can't chew them, and they stick to your teeth, making you unable to spit them out or swallow them.

What's more, the three troops under Zheng Boye's command, the Snow Sea Iron Cavalry's quality needless to say, the Jin camp of Gong Wang's troops may be a bit worse, but Gongsun Zhi's troops, the old foundation, were the Northern Town Army!

Therefore, the generally high individual combat quality played a very good role and effect in this bloody battle.

Zheng Boye was still fighting, the Sword Saint came back, and went out to kill again, went out to kill, and came back again.

It was really because Zheng Boye's target was too conspicuous, which forced the Sword Saint to help him cover back and forth, and over time, the Sword Saint's pace had obviously become a little unsteady.

In the chaotic army, rushing back and forth, even Sha Tuoqueshi in the past would soon have his blood and energy consumed, not to mention that swordsmen paid attention to killing with one sword, pursuing sharpness and speed, and there was never a saying of a protracted war.

But the Sword Saint was still holding on. With him, Zheng Boye could continue to erect the flag, not to say that he could completely guarantee that the flag would not fall, but at least he could roughly guarantee that Zheng Boye would probably not die in the chaotic army unless the surrounding Yan soldiers collapsed and this place was completely surrounded by the Chu people.

With A Ming's careful cooperation, Zheng Boye's safety was guaranteed again. Of course, the barbarian blade in his hand killed a lot of people.

But because there were more and more Yan soldiers around, it was difficult to encounter the situation of fighting two or three at a time. In the case of fighting one on one, Zheng Boye was not so weak, after all, he was also a sixth-rank "peerless master"!

"Buzz!"

An arrow shot out, hitting A Ming's abdomen, and the other end of the arrow was already protruding.

A Ming's eyes patrolled, he knew that there was a Chu sharpshooter active not far from the battle circle.

It was also because of him that the Sword Saint had to return to help again and again, consuming too much in the rush.

"If San'er was here, it would be great," A Ming said.

If San'er was here, he could directly let him go there and kill the sharpshooter.

"If he doesn't come back, I'll almost forget about him," Zheng Boye smiled and reached out to help A Ming pull out the arrow and threw it on the ground.

Immediately,

A Ming turned around again,

"Bang!"

A flying axe hit A Ming's back, directly hitting A Ming's body with a stagger.

A Ming calmly said to Zheng Boye:

"His days should be very comfortable now, maybe he really found the right size for him in Liang."

Zheng Boye nodded, and after A Ming turned around, he pulled the axe out from A Ming's back and threw it into the Chu army's formation in the distance.

With two holes in his body, A Ming's speech felt a little leaky, and he said:

"Master, if I have to lie in a coffin for a long time after this battle, remember to ask A Cheng to pour blood on me on time like last time."

"It's okay, maybe we have to lie in a coffin together."

A Ming reached out, snatched a Chu soldier's weapon with his bare hands, and then forcibly pressed it over the blade and wiped it across the other party's neck, and said:

"That's too crowded."

When things came to a head,

They could actually argue about whether it was crowded or not.

Guo Dong and Xu An, who had been guarding Zheng Boye from a distance, were stunned when they saw this scene, especially when they saw Zheng Boye calmly pulling out the arrows and axes from A Ming's body as if nothing had happened, it was a bit of a shock to their three views.

It was obviously a very tragic scene, but they performed it like they were playing house.

………

"Press on!"

On the chariot, Shi Yuantang sent out his own guard team. This was not only the addition of an elite fresh force, but also told the generals of the Chu royal family's imperial army in front that Duke Shi was very dissatisfied with their performance.

The Shi family was strict in managing the family, and even more strict in managing the army.

In general, the army composed of aristocratic private soldiers had a strong cohesion, but it was difficult to be strict in military discipline, after all, they were all related to each other.

But the royal family's imperial army did not have this problem, and the Shi family would not allow this kind of problem to occur in the royal family's imperial army under their rule.

Therefore,

When the guard camp went up, the morale of the Chu army rose again, especially the area filled by the guard camp was exactly the area where Zheng Boye was located, just to destroy the Yan people's marshal carriage!

………

On the other end of the battlefield, quite far from the marshal carriage, Liang Cheng was still fighting with the Chu people with his soldiers.

In fact, from the beginning when the battlefield was subdivided into several pieces, after fighting until now, the original one piece had been divided into several pieces.

The most intense position where everyone was deadlocked and fighting was the position where the Yan army's marshal carriage was located, which had become the most tragic area, and the place where the victory or defeat was decided.

"It's over, we can't hold on anymore."

The blind man said a little tired, his mind power had been consumed too much.

"No, we can,"

Liang Cheng directly denied.

The blind man suddenly rose with confidence, and said: "Tell me quickly, you still have a backhand, although I will blame you for not telling me earlier, I will reluctantly forgive you."

Liang Cheng shook his head and said: "I said, I didn't know that the Chu royal family's imperial army was here beforehand."

"Then what do you mean by what you just said? Let me die with hope before I die?"

"The master lit the fireworks signal. When our army besieged the city, we deployed many patrolling troops and sentries on the periphery. But how many did you see rushing to reinforce here?"

"Didn't come back?" The blind man asked suspiciously.

Liang Cheng nodded and said: "They didn't come back. In fact, it's useless for them to come back in batches. Either they were intercepted and entangled by the Chu army specially deployed by the pillar country on the periphery, or even if they joined the battle group, they were just a drop in the bucket, a piecemeal tactic, and couldn't play any specific role."

"Why didn't they come?"

Liang Cheng did not answer the blind man's question, and instead said:

"What did Jingnan Wang rely on to defeat the main force of the barbarian king in Wangjiang, we took the Snow Sea Pass in a long-distance raid, blocked the barbarian king's retreat, and forced the barbarian king to choose an aggressive decisive battle.

In fact, Tian Wujing himself did not expect this, it was our own, made our own decision.

But often,

Sometimes,

This kind of self-assertion can have a miraculous effect.

Fighting, it needs a stroke of God, and the stroke of God needs a general who really understands him to control and display it.

Jingnan Wang had our master back then,

Us,

We can actually have it too, and it looks like we really have it."

………

"Why don't you send troops? Why don't you send troops?"

Ke Yan Dongge was almost roaring next to Jin Shuke.

During the siege battle, most of their troops were transferred away, and the rest were five hundred cavalry each as support for patrolling outside Dongshan Fort.

After all, in general, the most taboo thing during a siege is that a troop of enemy reinforcements suddenly appears and hits you.

On the contrary, the defenders in the city don't have to worry too much, because if they have the ability and courage to take the initiative to leave the city to fight you, they don't have to shrink in the city and wait for you to besiege.

But today's Dongshan Fort broke this law. Troops were dispatched from the city and launched a large-scale counterattack when the Yan people were besieging the city.

"The Earl's fireworks signal has already been lit, what are you still waiting for? You are still waiting? You dare to wait!!!"

Ke Yan Dongge was almost going crazy. He originally wanted to directly lead his troops back to rescue, but was stopped by Jin Shuke.

Not only that, Jin Shuke also intercepted the scattered sentries and other patrolling troops from Gong Wang's troops and Gongsun Zhi's troops nearby.

He forcibly suppressed them and did not allow them to attack now.

"Instead of adding oil over and over again with a small batch of small batches, it is better to organize a large-scale cavalry, and then the effect and battle situation will be better, and even a fatal blow to the Chu people!

You can see the situation, the situation is very chaotic now, but the situation is also very clear. It seems that the Chu people have a great momentum, but the periphery is still controlled by our army, and several troops of our army are on the Chu people's city wall.

The Chu people are taking risks,

We can seize the Chu people's weakness and completely reverse the situation!"

Jin Shuke explained to Ke Yan Dongge with a slightly excited tone.

"No, Jin Shuke, you have to know that sometimes, this is not a question of winning or not, but a question of you dare to stay put and even prevent other troops from going to rescue after seeing the fireworks signal sent by the Earl.

Even if you win in the end,

Do you think,

You really won?"

Ke Yan Dongge's father and a group of elders are still serving as guards next to Jingnan Wang.

He naturally knew what Jingnan Wang was doing, wasn't it just to suppress and guard against him?

The Earl is a Yan person, you, Jin Shuke, are a barbarian!

Jin Shuke opened his mouth.

Ke Yan Dongge continued: "You dare to put the Earl's safety at risk…"

Jin Shuke smiled,

And said:

"The Earl is not that kind of person."

"You…"

Jin Shuke firmly shook his head and said;

"The Earl is really not that kind of person, as long as he can win, it's fine."

"Aren't you afraid that in the future…"

"It won't happen." Jin Shuke licked his lips and said: "The Crown Prince once wanted to take me from the Earl, but I refused. Because I knew one thing very early on, the Earl and those gentlemen, their thoughts, are actually completely different from those so-called tribal leaders and dignitaries.

Following the Earl, in fact, this day is quite interesting."

Ke Yan Dongge shook his head and said: "I don't believe it."

Jin Shuke reached out and patted Ke Yan Dongge's shoulder and said: "Then your road will be narrow."

After speaking,

Jin Shuke looked back behind him. Here, he had gathered and intercepted nearly three thousand cavalry.

Almost,

Enough.

Jin Shuke turned over and got on his horse,

His eyes,

Looking straight ahead.

All along, he had felt that he was a very lucky person. As a barbarian criminal soldier, it was really not easy for him to get to this point.

Although Ke Yan Dongge was also the chief official of a town, Jin Shuke knew that he was completely different from Ke Yan Dongge, because Ke Yan Dongge had a whole Ke Yan tribe as a backing, but he, Jin Shuke, did not.

He was able to enter the Earl's eyes because of Sword Saint's recommendation. Later, the Earl promoted him several times and gave him favor and reuse.

When he learned that Sword Saint was the Sword Saint, he missed the days when he and Sword Saint were guarding the city gate more and more;

And every time the Earl patted his shoulder, he could feel incomparable warmth.

Just as Zheng Boye thought that he seemed to be winning every battle, but it was still not perfect because there was no real, completely independent victory to end it;

Jin Shuke also felt that the Earl had been very kind to him, but he had not shown a truly outstanding performance to prove to the surrounding robe that the Earl's vision was foresight, this was also his regret.

Fortunately,

Now the opportunity to make up for the regret,

Is here.

Jin Shuke raised his knife,

And shouted in Xia language, which now had a bit of an accent but was already very fluent;

"For Snow Sea Pass, for the Earl, follow me, charge!"

………

The Sword Saint killed back again covered in blood. It could be seen that the blood on his body was not his, but the Sword Saint in white clothes had become like this, which meant that he was already close to a critical value.

"The momentum can't be stopped," the Sword Saint said.

Indeed, if the marshal carriage was the center point, it could be clearly found that the Chu people's offensive was much fiercer than before, and the Yan army's front line began to be compressed, compressed, and compressed.

Even Zheng Boye and others had been compressed to behind the marshal carriage.

In the final analysis, it was because the Chu people's formation and killing at the beginning gave the Yan people a huge surprise, and then Zheng Boye used the marshal carriage as a guide to forcibly gather the central army and the original defeated army and smash it again.

The Yan people could only continue to stick to this confused mode of fighting, unable to calmly deploy their troops, which had to make the initial losses continue to be silently eaten, and the original disadvantages had to continue to be carried.

The previous suggestion given by Liang Cheng and the choice that Shi Yuantang believed that Zheng Boye should make was to retreat in time. Take a step back, and the sea and the sky will be wide. Even if you lose this battle, when you reorganize the army, the Chu people will most likely have to withdraw to continue defending the city if you really want to fight another battle in the wild.

This was actually the most