Chapter 31, the fire of official courage

In such a situation where the advantages and disadvantages were almost clear, Zu Zhao stood up brutally and caused a great shadow on the Yellow Turban Army. Most of these yellow scarf thieves are locals of Youbeiping County. In the past two months, they have heard of Zu Zhao's reputation, and even some believers in the north of the county are even in awe of Zu Zhao's bravery. When they were called to the Junnan Uprising, they were more or less grateful. After all, they would not be like wolves in the north of the county. The tiger-like men of the northern family were tough, including the eldest son of Zujiazhuang.

At this moment, Zu Zhao was wearing a strange plate armor, which was covered with blood. He also raised a person high after opening his belly. For a moment, he was really like an executioner from the Shura field. How can those poor farmers who are usually honest not be surprised and afraid to see such a scene?

So in the process of Zu Zhao riding forward, the yellow scarf thieves in the way, who were blocking the road, saw the strange armor from afar, and all dodged in panic.

Zu Zhao rushed into the crowd of thieves with a few horses, waved the halberd left and right, and quickly cut five or six people when the thieves tried to escape. Just then, a few scolding and shouting suddenly came from the distance. Looking up, I saw a few yellow scarf thieves riding a tall horse behind the crowd. From the dress and momentum, it is not difficult to see that they should be the leaders who led the team to attack. He estimated the distance between them, only 30 or 40 steps away from the nearest leader.

A thief captures the king first. Anyone can understand this!

At this time, if you want to continue to stick to it, or stick to it for a longer time, it is natural to be small and broad. If several Yellow Turban leaders can be killed, the situation is bound to ease.

At the thought of this, Zu Zhao was desperate and continued to kick the horse's stomach, twisting the halberd and rushing forward quickly.

There are not many swinging movements along the way. Once the good horse is released and runs, even if the crowd in front of it is slightly hit, it will also cause extremely serious trauma. After bumping into the crowd, Zu Zhao clamped the horse's stomach tightly, bit the reins in his mouth, held the halberd with both hands, and stared at the yellow scarf thief leader from afar.

The leader of the yellow scarf thief was still calling left and right, asking everyone to come forward quickly. Until Zu Zhao approached, the people on the left and right immediately shouted. At this time, it attracted the attention of the thief, but it was too late, and Zu Zhao's horse halberd was close at hand. The thief leader shouted in a hurry and instinctively raised the blade in his hand to block it.

"Come on!"

Zu Zhao said violently, and the power condensed all over his body and the impact generated by the fast horse galloped all converged to his arms. He held the halberd high from top to bottom, like waves hitting the beach, hitting the thief's leader heavily. Although the blade of the thief's leader blocked the halberd blade, the strength of the halberd was obviously not as strong as Zu Zhao. Under this blow, Zu Zhao's blunt blade overwhelmed the thief's leader, and the tip of the halberd pierced the opponent's neck.

The thief's leader screamed in pain, but the more he screamed, the more the blood from the aorta in his neck surged out.

The surrounding thieves were shocked. When they were stunned, they didn't know how to take the opportunity to surround them.

Zu Zhao tried again to let the halberd cut across the neck of the thief's leader's neck and head into two parts.

The head flew into the sky and quickly fell down and rolled aside.

"Who else!"

Zuzuo was greatly stimulated by the blood sprayed before, and the nature of killing rose spontaneously.

Under the threat, many thieves quickly retreated, and no one dared to step forward.

However, not long after, three or four riders of the Yellow Turban Army rushed to the west of the camp. They seemed to be tough generals under the Yellow Turban Army, and the riders who had just turned around did not know the situation here, and took the initiative to rush in the direction of Zu Zhao. When they were only more than 20 steps away, these people raised their swords in their hands, with iron forks and big knives, which was quite impressive.

Even under such a mixed environment and the dark night, Zu Zhao can still see clearly that among these riders, the thief with an iron fork is so eye-catching that he seems to have seen it somewhere. Some information quickly flashed through his mind, that is, when he fought with a barren with an iron fork in Lingzhi County a few months ago. Thinking of this, he immediately realized that the situation was very different. Since the other party was a barbarian, he was now joined by the Yellow Turban Army. There were too many conjectures.

As some people on the other side got closer and closer, the thief holding the iron fork really did not look as black and black-eyed as the Han people, and even his dress was very different from others. He was obviously a man.

Although there are many degrees of measurement for a while, it is obviously not the time to guess.

Zuzuo calmed down. Since he didn't win or lose last time, he simply made a break this time. Without any hesitation, he accelerated the speed of the horse and waved the halberd in his hand in a posture ready to assassinate at any time.

The yellow scarf thieves on both sides seemed to feel this powerful murderous intention, and coincidentally retreated further away, so the Buddha deliberately left enough space for these riders to compete.

At a time when the situation was becoming more and more chaotic, and the officers and soldiers and volunteers showed an obvious unfavorable trend, Wenchou, Tian Kai, Han Dang, Zuling, Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yu and other detour cavalry on the plain shrouded in darkness in the southeast direction. In fact, a quarter of an hour ago Estimated location after arrival. Then Wen Chou grabbed the reins, stood at one end, and watched the camp fall into a fierce battle.

In the past quarter of an hour, Zu Ling, Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yu and others have not urged Wen Chou twice.

According to the original plan, it is time to kill the enemy. However, it is clear that all the preparations have been made, and the camp has obviously fallen into a heavy siege, but Wen Chou suddenly became " hesitant" at this time. Although Wen Chou has repeatedly stressed that there is only one chance of a raid. If it is not grasped well, it will not be able to reverse the whole war situation, and even be counterattacked by thieves.

The opportunity that Wen Chou is waiting for is to let this wave of yellow scarf thieves completely fight with the defenders of the camp, and let all the yellow scarf thieves press on the side of the camp. That's the best opportunity to launch a raid.

After waiting for a while, Zuling was almost unbearable, and the horse came to Wen Chou again.

Wen Chou has long guessed Zu Ling's intention. He is very impatient, but he can understand the anxiety of these people. Facing the direction of the camp crumbling in the fire, how could he not feel anxious? However, there are still procrastinating teams behind the yellow scarf thieves, so it is necessary to wait for these teams to be closer to the camp.

Zuling didn't wait for the mount to stop and asked in a bad tone, "Lieutenant Wen, when will you wait?"

Wen Chou didn't look back, or even give any good tone, and said, "It's not the time yet."

Zur Ling was angry and shouted, "The plan we agreed earlier was not like this. If it's not the right time, when will it be?"

Wen Chou still didn't look back, but his tone became colder and said, "Where are there so many step-by-step on the battlefield? You don't have to worry. Wait a little longer. Once the time is ripe, I will charge to the front.

Zu Ling said ridicully, "The camp can't support it anymore. Even if you charge at the front, what can you do?"

Wen Chou suddenly turned his head, pressed his sword in one hand, and scolded angrily, "I'm the captain of Junbei. Since I am in charge of this operation, I am fully responsible for it. How can you speak?"

Zu Ling clenched his fist, his eyes were shining, and he was not afraid of literary ugliness at all.

Seeing this, several of Wen Chou's cronies immediately came forward and stared at Zuling warily.

And behind Zuling, those children of Zujiazhuang are all emotional. In particular, Zu Cheng even rode the horse to the front, stared at Wen Chou's cronies, put the horse halberd in front of him, and let the Buddha fight at any time.

Wen Chou had a bad temper. Seeing this, how could he tolerate it? He immediately shouted and asked, "Why do you want to be angry with me?" Humph, don't you have to be the same as these yellow scarf thieves!"

Before Zuling could refute, Zucheng, who was beside him, couldn't stand it and said, "Oh, you still want to be shameless. I waited thousands of miles to come to help the county government. Now the brothers sharpen their knives and wait for the attack, but you are afraid of the enemy and question us to rebel! Humph, unreasonable people like you, even if we rebel, it's because of you!"

Wen Chou said angrily, "Zhouzi dares! Come on, take this man down!"

The officers and soldiers are about to take action and treat each other well.

Xu Wuyiyong has many grievances. Although Wen Chou is a county lieutenant, he is completely unreasonable. How can he convince the public? So, led by a group of ancestral children, everyone surrounded the generals one after another, and the horse halberd in their hands were aimed at the officers and soldiers. Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yu and others were very helpless and looked down. Of course, they also thought that Wen Chou was too bossy, but if there was a conflict at this time, the whole battle plan would be finished. Not only can't save those people in the camp, but it is even likely that the previous results of the war will be wiped out.

Just as the situation was about to get out of control, Han Dang, who had not said much, suddenly rushed to the middle of Wen Chou and Zuling.

"All shut up! In the face of the great enemy, how can we miss a big thing because of a moment of anger!"

There is nothing special about this statement, but it points out the key points very directly.

Although Wen Chou is emotional, once he reconsiders the overall situation, he can still control his emotions as much as possible. He raised his hand and motioned all his men to retreat. Seeing this, they gradually put down the horse halberd in their hands.

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Zu Zhao fought with the iron fork Hu people for seven or eight rounds. At this moment, the scene was chaotic. Although most of the thieves around them were frightened and dared not approach easily, they were also very boring. Coupled with the dark sky, it relies on the heavy light and shadow of the torches around it, light and dark, near and far away, greatly rendering an irregular atmosphere. So much so that Zu Zhao has little skills in the competition with the Hu people, and they are all fighting hard.

The Hu people are tall and big, half a head taller than Zu Zhao, and their arms are round and thick. The iron fork is also full of fine iron, and every blow is so heavy. Although Zu Zhao has studied hard since he was a child, he must still lack one or two points in terms of physical fitness and age. Fortunately, he did not seek victory for a while. As long as he could tremble with this thief here and successfully delay the pace of the Yellow Turban Army to the west of the camp, it would be a success.

Next to Zu Zhao, several other brave riders were also trembling with other yellow scarf thieves riders.

The scene looked very chaotic. Not only that, after all, Zu Zhao and others attacked the thieves. Now they are fighting with the thieves here, and the road behind them is quickly surrounded by other yellow scarf soldiers. I have to say that they are really alone and deeply encircled. Among those brave knights, there are some people with poor psychological quality. Looking at the more and more thieves around them, and the rear friendly forces have been blocked far away, they must feel worried and afraid. Because of this, it is easy to let the right-hand thief get into the air and stab the horse directly.

Soon, there were fewer and fewer brave riders around Zu Zhao. In less than a quarter of an hour, Zu Zhao was the only one left.

Although Zu Zhao had great pressure in his heart, he knew very well that any worries at this time would be useless. He simply held the determination to fight to the left and right to the end. During the ten rounds of the fight, he struggled with both hands and forced the horse halberd to open the thief's iron fork. After the two passed each other, they pulled away a little distance. But at this time, two yellow scarf thief riders suddenly rushed to the side, trying to sneak up.

"Look at the gun!"

"Death!"

Zu Zhao only heard two roars behind his back. He already felt the wind on his back and had no time to turn around. He instinctively picked up the horse halberd in his hand and sent it behind him. For a moment, he felt that it was difficult to grab the halberd's hands, and something had already hit the halberd. There is no need to think about it. It must be that one of the sneak attackers did not come to dodge and abruptly ate this gun.

Zuzuo quickly turned around and exerted his arms to overturn the yellow scarf thief in the thorn.

But at this time, another yellow scarf thief's long gun had been delivered to his eyes. The movements of his hands are old, and the movements of his body are also in a state of rotation, which can't be avoided at all. I only felt a blow to my abdomen, and the pain swept over my body. Fortunately, the upper body was already equipped with a fully enclosed plate armor. This shot hit the plate armor, but hit the iron surface of the plate armor into a groove, and the groove hit the ribs of the abdomen.

"Rat, dare to attack!"

Zu Zhao roared angrily and endured the pain of almost broken ribs, and the horse halberd in his hand took the opportunity to split horizontally.

The yellow scarf thief thought that this shot could stab Zu Zhao's heart, and at least he could stab the other party off the horse with the power of collision. How could he know that this strange armor was so thick that it could not be pierced at all. In addition, Zu Zhao's response speed was so fast that he could not react at all. He only felt a burst of energy, and his eyes were black.

Zu Zhao took the head of the yellow scarf thief directly under a horizontal split.

"Well, you wait for the rats, just go together. I'd like to see how many cushions I can pull!" Zu Zhao fiercely scolded the yellow scarf thieves around him.

At this moment, the iron forked thief seemed to be stimulated and screamed viciously.

However, not only Zu Zhao, but also those yellow scarf thieves did not understand what he was talking about.

The iron fork thief pulled the reins, his eyes were furious, and stared straight at the yellow scarf thieves around him. He quickly shouted in Chinese, "You, give me, back off, back!"

Those yellow scarf thieves who are still waiting to launch a sneak attack and take Zu Zhao's life are all surprised. Although Zu Zhao is brave and extraordinary, they are now surrounded by immortals and can't escape. They all hope to take the opportunity to get Zu Zhao's head, either exchange it for a reward or invite a piece of merit. How did you know that this iron fork thief was so domineering!

After all, the yellow scarf thief is a poor farmer, and he dares not have too much intention to resist. In particular, the iron fork Hu people can fight with Zu Zhao, and such bravery should not be underestimated. In case this barren is lively, I'm afraid he will be late. Many people subconsciously stepped back a few steps and loosened the surrounding circle.

Zui Zhao sneered and said, "Okay, I will have a good fight with you today."

After saying that, he patted the horse and rushed to the iron fork thieves.

After only a quarter of an hour, there was finally a movement in the southeast. In the darkness, the dark shadow of a group of cavalry gradually emerged from the dark ink-like color. And the outline quickly became clearer, and the formation of the cavalry was dense and sharp, rushing towards the camp.

At this time, most of the troops of the yellow scarf thief have been pressed around the camp. There are still several scattered teams coming this way, but it is obviously no longer the focus.

The cavalry led by Wen Chou looked at the right time and launched a rush at this stall. Far away, some yellow scarf thieves sensed the movement here. Some people thought they were coming from other places, while others felt that the momentum of this rush was wrong. However, even so, the attention of the yellow scarf thief's army is still attacking the camp, and there is no superfluous ability to react at all.

A moment later, a rush was staged with blood and flames, and the cavalry' iron hooves plunged into the crowd of yellow scarf thieves. Wen Chou took the lead and kept cutting with a big knife. Most of the yellow scarf thieves who were originally behind were greedy and afraid of death. At this time, their abdomen and back were suddenly beaten and suddenly messed up.

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