Chapter 87, Thousand Catties of Fire

Huangpu Song stood on the wall and looked at the approaching Zu Showa's cavalry, with a smile on his face that could no longer be concealed.

"The people who responded to us are here! Kill it!"

He held a long knife in his hand, waved a long knife and roared to the sky.

It ignited morale in an instant.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

One person shouted, ten people shouted, hundreds of people shouted, thousands of people shouted, and suddenly formed an unprecedented momentum. Everyone stared at the front, holding a long knife in their hands, with a murderous spirit. With the arrival of Zu Zhao, they suddenly opened the gate.

"Governor, we are here, get out!"

Huangpu Song stood at the head of the city and roared, quickly coming down from the city with people and horses to meet Zu Zhao.

"How is the general?" Zu Zhao went forward to salute, this time to save Huangpu Song. If Huangpu Song has any consequences, the whole action can be regarded as a water ticket.

Huang Pu Song sat on the horse with a steady smile, with a happy smile on his face.

"If there is a general like the governor of the Jizhou army, I, Huangpu Song, am afraid that he will laugh to death. At this moment, it is also the governor of the post office to relieve the siege, right? I don't know how sure the governor is now, and all of them have to break through! If I'm not sure, I can let my people break up. As long as the grain and grass in Huangyuan County are transported back this time, our task will be completed! Once the yellow scarf thieves in Jizhou have no food and fodder, they will have no power to fight again. In the future, when they want to rob food and fodder, we will send cavalry to chase them!"

Huang Pu Song sat on the horse and looked at Zu Zhao's face. He knew that there were nearly 100,000 yellow scarf thieves outside now. Although the majority of the exiles, as the saying goes, ants gnawed to death elephants and punched the master to death. This is the situation at present. If Zu Zhao is not sure, he is bound to leave a team of people behind.

The consequences of the break can be imagined, and it must be the fall of all.

"Your Excellency is one step ahead and take all the food and fodder. My ancestors can easily walk out of these ten ambushes by walking flat in these 100,000 soldiers and horses!"

Zu Zhao waved his hand and motioned Huangpu Song to go to the front, and their people broke back.

Zu Zhao's behavior made the people of Huangpu Song very grateful. The military is talking about a blood. These men in Huangpu Song's army each arched their hands with Zu Zhao's soldiers and horses. This is a recognition. They deeply know that if they stay and break the consequences, that is - fight to the death, never stop, and hold back. The footsteps of those yellow scarf thieves allowed Lord Huangpu Song to evacuate safely.

The resistance of Huangpu Song's people rushing out was very small, because the exiles had not woken up from the shocking explosion. The explosion made them scared them out of shit and pee all over their bodies, and even the exiles directly scared themselves to death, believing that it was God's punishment to punish them.

Even behind the crowd, Sima Moment's face was also changing. At first, his pale face was pale, then black, and then cyan. This was to scare him. At least he knew that Taipingism started his own thing by pretending to be a god. He shouted at him, "That guy, want to run, chase me! They took away our food. At this moment, even if the King of Heaven came, we will kill him and be a full ghost!"

"If you want to die, be a full ghost!" Many exiles shouted.

"Fight, recover our food!"

"Food is our life, and we will fight with them!"

When a large group of grain and grass carts appeared in the eyes of the drifters, it turned out that they were scared. At this moment, the drifters looked at the grain and grass cart. Everyone's eyes were blood red. Everyone swallowed their saliva and chased them step by step on the grain and grass cart in front of them.

"If you die, you will die. Anyway, you will die sooner or later, but if you die, I will have a good meal!"

"Fight, grab a handful of food, and you will be full of ghosts in hell! Ah!"

The people are getting crazier and crazier.

The exiles who had been scattered gradually formed a circle, and the broken cavalry led by Zu Zhao were crushed away.

Zu Zhao looked at these exiles coldly. He felt that these exiles were pitiful in his heart, but this was a battlefield. Either you died or I lived, and he could not have any sympathy.

"Strong the crossbow, use the strongest crossbow, and let them know it's powerful!" Zu Zhao spoke fiercely and bit his teeth to death. He looked at the yellow scarf thief behind the exiles, and his anger towards the yellow scarf thief became more and more fierce. Let the poor exiles be cannon fodder is now one of the main means of the yellow scarf thief. Looking at these unarmed exiles, Zu Zhao felt that he was a butcher, but he did not kill them. The people will kill him and 2,000 horsemen.

"Damn troubled times!" Zu Zhao's eyes were blood red, and a breath of vitality was emitted in Dantian. The spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out, stirred up a free man who rushed in, and smashed it in front of him with a huge force of 360 degrees. The crazy force made the exile directly smashed into mud, and he could not die again.

"Those who take a step forward will die!" Zu Zhao angrily rushed to the crown, and the long gun pointed forward. The front of the soldiers was headed by 100,000 exiles. The murderous intention rushed to the sky, and those who blocked me would die!

Woth~!

Spears suddenly shot out, and the humanoid meat skewers were formed again. The three-meter-long huge arrows tore the human body and made the blood vessels splash. It was more like a Shura hell in front of them. The tragic sound was endless, and the dead exiles struggled on the ground for a long time.

"shoot again! Let them fear directly!"

Zu Zhao roared.

Woth!

The second round of siege spears were shot out, with the same accurate blows, covering all the rip어, flesh and blood splashing, blood racing, and a line of exiles completely fell down.

The exiles in the back were finally scared, and the front few exiles were scared green, and then spit out a mouthful of green bile, which was directly scared to break the gallbladder and then fell to the ground.

They finally understood that continuing to catch up was not to get food, but to kill themselves in vain, and there was no place to die. The crazy siege crossbow tore the human body, and the dead exiles did not have a living body.

If you want to eat food, you have to eat it, right?

In the face of this brutal way of death, many exiles instinctively stopped.

"Stop, chase me. If you don't chase me, I'll kill you!" Sima Ju led the yellow scarf thief to roar behind, and the long knife in his hand had already split several fleeing exiles.

But more exiles are smart to escape from their left and right sides, dodge their fronts and expose them directly to Zu Zhao.

Zu Zhao looked at a yellow scarf thief in front of him killing a exile, because the exile was unwilling to come forward to die. The yellow scarf thief stabbed the exile one after another.

Zu Zhao picked up the strong crossbow hanging on the flattery, directly aimed at the yellow scarf thief, coldly buckled the hanging knife, and powerful arrows crossed the sky, directly shot through the yellow scarf thief.

"Sima Ju, what kind of hero is hidden and exposed? Do you dare to fight?"

Zu Zhao coldly picked up the strong crossbow in his hand and shot it into a hornet's nest as soon as Sima Mo appeared.

Simaju swallowed his saliva and resisted the anger in his heart. If other generals dared to challenge him like this, he would immediately rush out, but now he did not dare, because no matter how good his martial arts practice was in front of Zu Zhao's army, only to die in vain. Mangzi in front of him is a good example, Mang Zi can be said to be the existence of the three armies, but there is also no flower in front of Zu Zhao.

He came up wrapped in exiles as cannon fodder, and the siege was the best way to fight against the officers and soldiers. But at this moment, he felt that there was nothing he could do in the face of Zu Zhao. He did not have the courage to rush forward, but a general beside him had red eyes and looked at the bitten teeth of the grain and grass in the distance. Make a noise, and the whole hair will explode.

"Let someone come, Zu Zhaopifu, leave grain and grass, or there will be no place to die!" This is a big man. Zu Zhao rushed with a long-tongued spear in his hand. What he sat down was a black maned horse, which was extremely fast and came forward almost like flying in front of him. The spear in his hand flashed with faint light and went to Zu Zhao's throat.

"Look for death!"

Gongsun Hong on the crossbow cart adjusted the powerful crossbow in his hand to the maximum pressure. He only heard the gear rattle, and an arrow five meters long with a thick arm was loaded into the crossbow car and pointed directly at the general.

Wo!

The horse was directly torn apart, and the whole horse was split in half by an arrow. There was no danger to the general sitting on the horse. Just as he was glad that he was still alive, the second arrow crossed the sky and aimed directly at his body. He just felt a heartbreaking pain and then knew nothing.

He didn't know that the arrow crossed his body and kept running back, and then penetrated Sima Ju's war horse, making Simaju fall directly from the horse.

Sima Ju's whole face turned green and almost scared him out.

Z Zhao's people slowly retreated, and no one in 100,000 dared to move forward.

The whole roaring battlefield became very quiet. Except for the occasional hissing of horses, the whole battlefield was full of open eyes, which showed extremely fear.

Huangpu Song and his party were completely shocked. It turned out that the battle could be like this!

They suddenly felt that with the appearance of Zu Zhao, the battle could be won by blood and courage, and more weapons! Zu Zhao's siege spear can destroy 100,000 soldiers and horses in front of him, and there is no problem to flatten Huangyuan County in front of him.

Sima Ju no longer dared to show his head. He spit bile in his mouth and his face was green. If it hadn't been for the military doctor who poured him a mouthful of ginseng soup, he would have been scared to death by Zu Zhao.

"Let them go, these people are the devil!"

He spoke weakly.

The generals around him were silent, and now Zu Zhao gave them an incredible fear.

But what should we do if we don't have food? We have 100,000 horses here. Without food, we can't stay in Jizhou at all. This is a way to draw money from the bottom of the pot!" A poor scholar said sadly beside Sima Ju.

Everyone is afraid. If there is no food and grass, they will die. No one can live a long time if they are hungry.

"Sir, what do you think should be done?" Sima Ju finally had a breath of hope and grabbed the poor scholar in front of him, hoping that the poor scholar could pay attention to himself.

The poor scholar looked at Zu Zhao and others in the distance, with a resentment on his face: "The general can send brigade soldiers to bite them to death, as long as they open a certain distance so that their strong crossbows can't shoot our people! Once we find the fighters, let them die, and we are better than them!"

"Yes, follow them, Zu Zhao's strong crossbow is very powerful, but that's all!" Sima Ju punched the ground fiercely.

Huangpu Song and others have been out of the crisis of Huangyuan County. Looking at Zu Zhao's people behind them, they sighed, but when they saw that many cavalry disared and arranged something on the ground, they couldn't help but feel strange.

Now they are deeply aware of their shortcomings, and they are even more curious about Zu Zhao's army.

What they saw was that the cavalry arranged small ropes, or a very simple core, on the ground, and then strode back without pay attention to anything.

Is this?

Even Huangpu Song has a strange face. Why is that?

He was greeted by a relaxed smile on Zu Zhao's face,

After a while, I heard a large group of yellow scarf thief cavalry chasing after them. These cavalry hung far behind and bit their tails, and now they continued to follow up.

Zu Zhao picked up a fireworks in his hand and lit it gently. For a moment, there was a gorgeous light in the air.

Then there was an earth-shaking explosion behind them.

A whole kilo of explosive exploded together, making the whole earth tremble.

Simaju was originally scared. At this moment, when he heard a huge explosion, he could no longer control it and came out together. At this time, a scout ran back to report: "Dead, all the cavalry we sent died and were suddenly killed by a kind of thunder! It's so miserable..."

"Is this the death of our horse? ..." Before he finished speaking, he fainted.

The guard next to him endured the smell of shit and urine and shouted loudly; "Come to the soup..."