War is not a matter of paper. There are many people who do not necessarily win, and there are few people who do not necessarily lose. There are countless cases of winning with fewer people.

However, the one who was defeated by the least was the thief in the late Ming Dynasty.

The bandits in the late Ming Dynasty were often wiped out by officials many times fewer than them, which was basically a theorem in the late Ming Dynasty. The reason why the peasant army was able to recover was mainly because its form of existence was no different from that of bandits. As long as the bandits were in their backbone, a scary army could be pulled up at any time.

The bandits in front of us are no different from the Northwest Peasant Army. The only difference is that they are weaker, while the more than 3,000 young and strong people in Zhao Yan's troops are also weak.

Zhao Yan first used the car formation to stabilize the mobs on his side, and used silver to stimulate their fighting spirit. The defensive opportunity promoted the other side's vulnerable theory to boost courage for the mobs on his side. After the bandits failed in the first wave of offensive, their morale was greatly boosted and they even despised the bandits.

He rushed out of the car formation and took the initiative to attack the thief, but he used coercion to make his mob move forward. In addition, his morale was still high, so he successfully launched an offensive.

Then, most of the opponent's military power is made up of hungry people, and forge rumors about the arrival of the official army to intimidate the hungry people.

This rumor seems ridiculous. As long as a smart person thinks carefully, he will understand that the official army has not arrived and has not deceived the main backbone of the bandits.

But the problem is that those hungry people don’t understand. In ancient times when information was blocked, most of the hungry people were farmers. Apart from farming, they had no idea about marching and fighting.

Although some hungry people don’t believe it, some of them believe it. When they fight in close combat, Zhao Yan and his elite servants broke a hole, which accelerated the process of defeat. However, there is no problem with the mobs on their own side fighting the battle.

The big banner on the other side was still dancing, and the elite bandits were slashing the defeated hungry people, trying to stop the spread of the defeat.

However, the lack of strict organization caused them to be unable to stabilize the morale of the army at the first time, and they could not control the huge number of hungry people. Although they cut down more than a dozen fleeing hungry people, they could only watch the hungry people defeated.

Zhao Yan rode on the horse and looked around the battlefield. Seeing that the overall situation was settled, he shouted loudly: "Only kill the evil ones, and those who kneel down and surrender will not be killed."

The servants around shouted in unison: "Only kill the evil ones, and those who kneel down and surrender will not be killed!"

People around also began to shout that they would kneel down and not kill. The hungry people were naturally not as full as the thousand coachmen in Zhao Yan's hands, and the refugees who had been with the convoy for several days, could not escape and could only kneel down and beg for surrender.

However, Zhao Yan saw a few guys tied with red cloth, slashing the defeated hungry people in front of him, and couldn't help but feel ache. These are all precious manpower!

As long as the prisoners go back, they can immediately organize these hungry people to resume production and produce food next year.

This thought flashed by, and he looked up at the banner with his head in front of him. He saw that the banner moved and began to escape to the distance.

"Kill!" Zhao Yan slapped his horse and rushed towards the position where the thief head was.

The thief's head was very prominent. A big flag with the word "Zhang" fluttered in the wind, and the defeated hungry people were panicked and avoided the team.

But there were too many hungry people who were defeated, which obviously affected the actions of the group of people. Seeing that they were in trouble, they began to kill the hungry people who blocked the way while fleeing.

Zhao Yan's dozen riders were more flexible, rushing towards the thief's head like a wind.

The team of the thief leader had more than 100 people and more than 30 people rode horses, which seemed to be the backbone of them. However, Zhao Yan and his party were very eye-catching. The hungry people on both sides dared not stop them, and they were soon discovered.

The bandits divided more than a dozen cavalry and rushed towards Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan tightly clamped the horse's belly, quickly took out the two-stone hard bow, and shot it out with a quick arrow.

With a 'sweep', the feather arrow penetrated directly into the head of a thief rider, which really made Zhao Yan missed it. He shot another arrow and hit another thief rider's chest, and was missed again!

Zhao Yan's horse speed was very fast, and it was the limit to shoot two arrows. He directly put away his hard bow and pulled out his waist to face the thief cavalry. The thief cavalry on the opposite side was already scared at this time. There were cavalry on both sides, and the speed was fast and there was no time to escape. The thief cavalry in front of Zhao Yan, surnamed Suo, went out and waved his sword at Zhao Yan and slashed.

On the way, Zhao Yan was completely afraid of this sword. He pressed his head down in a flash and dragged the long sword in his hand over.

The two riders separated in a flash, but the thief rider who rushed to Zhao Yan suddenly fell down, and blood flowed out of his neck.

In a blink of an eye, he met another thief cavalry, but the thief cavalry was scared to the point of being disgusted. He was trying his best to control the war horse and wanted to turn to escape, but was dragged by Zhao Yan with a knife and fell off the horse.

Fight immediately. As long as the horse reaches a certain speed, there is no need to swing the knife. Just drag it over with a long knife. Zhao Yan once practiced the horse fighting skills in half a month after traveling.

Although he is not quite proficient in Ma Zhan, his body shows his strong coordination and reaction ability, which allows Zhao Yan to easily defeat in the showdown just now.

Although Zhao Yan's servants were not very proficient in horse fighting, they were a little higher than the bandits we welcomed. In addition, their morale was high, so they destroyed the thieves.

More than a dozen cavalrymen, but with a thunderous momentum, launched a charge at the backbone of more than a hundred people.

"Die." Zhao Yan shouted angrily under the escort of all the servants, slashed the head of a thief and rode his horse towards the thief's head.

"Oh my God!" Seeing that Zhao Yanyong was unstoppable, the thief backbones rushed towards them with great momentum and immediately fled in all directions.

Even these thieves were all out of their minds at this moment, and they suddenly felt overwhelmed.

Like a knife, Zhao Yan tear open the team of the thief's backbone, and Zhao Yan took the thief's head straight away. A few dozen meters apart, Zhao Yan had already seen the obvious thief's head.

Wearing a big red dress, a pair of helmets on his head, and a war horse under his crotch. When he saw Zhao Yan catching up, he hurriedly left the infantry and fled.

Zhao Yan shot the bow and said, "With a soothing sound, the feather arrow went directly, and he was not confused!"

The thief heard the sound of the bow and immediately bent his waist down. He fought desperately to hit the horse under his crotch and ran faster for a while.

The horse riding by the thief head was the fastest among the thief troops, and he threw his subordinates away for a moment.

The other thief cavalry are different. They are all inferior horses. They are caught by Zhao Yan and his servants in two strokes, and they are knocked down one by one with their backs.

Zhao Yan chased the thief's head, but he slowly slowed down his horse.

The horse under the crotch was bought by the Zhao family for a lot of money, and it was quite majestic. But just rushed down just now, and the horsepower was slightly insufficient, so Zhao Yan asked the horse to run slower and hung from behind the thief who was running away in a hurry.

After a while, the two left the battlefield and started chasing on the plains.

Zhao Yan took out his hard bow, put a feather arrow on the back of the thief's head and shot it. It was immediately bumpy, and his hand shook slightly. The feather arrow shot on the helmet that the thief was collecting, directly shooting through the helmet, but it did not hurt the head of the thief's head.

Zhao Yan was quite upset when he shot again.

The thief's head was scared to death by the arrow, and he tried his best to run away on his horse, but Zhao Yan followed him further and further away.

After being upset, Zhao Yan calmed down and looked at the thief head running away desperately, and showed a sneer.

Run so fast, are you rushing to reincarnate?

Zhao Yan hung from afar behind, and was not afraid of losing people in this plain.

He just hung the thief's head and ran for two minutes. As expected, the thief's head's horse speed slowly dropped. The horse under his crotch had just run for a while, but now he couldn't run.

Just like a long-distance running at a speed of a hundred meters, it is absolutely impossible to run the full range with a speed of a hundred meters.

Zhao Yan was about to catch up with Cui Ma, but the thief suddenly stopped.

"Hey~! Why didn't you run away?" Zhao Yanxin was surprised and leaned over cautiously.

After the thief stopped, he looked back at Zhao Yan, then quickly turned over and got off the horse and knelt directly on the ground. As soon as Zhao Yan approached, he heard the thief shouting, "Grandpa, let's go, let's go." He kept knocking his head, and there was a feather arrow inserted on his helmet.

Zhao Yanbing stepped forward rashly, but stopped a little over ten meters away, quietly looking at the thief. After a while, the servants behind also rushed up.

Several people surrounded the thief.

"Hold your head with both hands." Zhao Yan blew.

The thief saw several people surrounding him, his face was ashamed, and he accepted his fate and held his hand to his head. A short knife fell down, and a cold light shone in the sun.

Zhao Yan sneered. This guy really wanted to cheat, but he didn't know that although Zhao Yan liked to use military action, he was never in a hurry to cook this kind of cooked duck. He would rather wait for a while and cook the duck to death completely. He waved his hand and shouted, "Take it back."

"Yes, young master." Two servants turned over and got off the horse, captured the thief's head, tied his hands and feet with the reins on the horse. One of the servants quickly took off his smelly socks and stuffed them directly into the thief's head's mouth, and then threw him on the horse.

Maybe the socks were too smelly, and the thief hummed restlessly. As Zhao Yan and several servants laughed, the group walked towards the convoy.

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