Standing in front of the 1000 soldiers of the Sixth Battalion of the Third Brigade, Ren Xiaonian took out a red scarf from his arms and tied it around his neck. With his movements, the 1000 soldiers of the First Battalion also took out the red scarf and tied it around his neck.

With a crisp sound, Ren Xiaonian pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist, raised it high, and shouted sternly: "For all ages!"

"Get peace!" A thousand soldiers wearing red scarves shouted in unison.

Ren Xiaonian turned around and walked towards the floating bridge above the river in the distance. A thousand soldiers carrying wooden boards trotted and followed.

In the rear, Cheng Xu watched Ren Xiaonian lead the soldiers of the Sixth Battalion with some complexity.

He was originally an officer of the Shence Army. Later, when he fought on the banks of the Yishui River, his command was basically killed in battle. Now the soldiers he commanded were all formed later, and they were most seriously infiltrated by Yixing Society. He had two brigades and six battalions. Except for the first battalion he personally led, the remaining five battalions were basically controlled by members of Yixing Society. For example, the sixth battalion that was finally formed was all members of Yixing Society, or alternate members or guys they called activists.

Under his command, almost everyone yearned for the red scarf to be able to openly carry the red scarf. Even in his first battalion, there were not a few such people. Cheng Xu knew very well that although all the backbone officers of the first battalion were still old men brought from Chang'an, these people now settled their families and established their own businesses. To be more specific, the court under Li Ze's control was extremely supportive of the current court. Because here, they got something they had never obtained when they were in Chang'an. More importantly, Li Ze's treatment of their comrades who died in battle made them even more grateful.

Even if they die in battle, their families and descendants will be properly cared for and will live a better life. For a professional soldier, this is undoubtedly the greatest comfort for them.

On the surface, there were no members of Yixing in the first battalion, but Cheng Xu knew very well that there must be some in secret, and there were quite a few. He could even guess that some of them might be, but everyone was just tacitly aware of them. They were all old brothers who had experienced life and death together and went through the gates of hell together. Now, although their ideas have different, they are far from being able to break up.

Everyone maintains a decent coexistence.

Cheng Xu once worried that the large-scale existence of Yixing Society would affect his military command and make him a puppet, but during the past two years, he was surprised to find that Yixing Society never interferes with military command. Regardless of whether this officer is a member of Yixing Society or not, he would never give a slight discount on his orders.

Of course, Cheng Xu was also very clear that if his orders were not good to the court or Li Ze, he would become a real puppet. Yixing Society had a top-down information channel, and they could clearly know what they were going to do and what goals they were going to achieve.

When you are holding a combat meeting, more than half of the large number of senior officers around you are cadres of Yixing Society, in fact, it is impossible for you to do anything that violates them.

Yixing Society does not interfere with military command, but it plays a huge role in other aspects. They truly consolidate the entire team into a whole. The more members of Yixing Society, the stronger the combat power will be. This is not a secret in Zuo Xiaowei.

So there is a strange phenomenon among the Zuo Xiaogu. Xun is the most powerful and capable army. It is not Qin Zhao's personal army. The first one is Li Hao's army, but half of Li Hao's command is a navy army, so among the army, the real strongest one is Cheng Xu's two brigades.

Qin Zhao's personal army was the weakest link.

Sometimes Cheng Xu was very scared. In his philosophy, soldiers were minions, hawks, and sharp blades. Soldiers did not need to have ideas, but having the army of Yixing members obviously had their own ideas and souls.

He didn't know what Li Ze thought. Because this matter was promoted by Li Ze.

Everyone in Yixing members can read, and even if they are originally illiterate, they will be pressed by other members to study. They memorize the booklet and truly implement the meaning contained in it into practice.

During the training, Cheng Xu's three brigades always suffered casualties, and far exceeded the allowed number, because his subordinates really regarded the training as practical.

Cheng Xu thought a lot at this moment, but Ren Xiaonian, who was running on the floating bridge, had nothing to think about. He was carrying a large bundle of wooden boards on his back. Unlike other soldiers, he had shields. Ren Xiaonian had nothing except a horizontal knife and a crossbow machine. As a general, his armor was specially made for the general, which could effectively defend against the damage of bows and arrows. Of course, if you were fucked by something like a catapult or a powerful crossbow, you were just an iron man and could even tear you through and smash it.

Li Hao's sailors were still building a second pontoon bridge not far from them. Seeing these soldiers running over, the sailors did not stop in their hands, but were shouting loudly in their mouths!

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The running soldiers responded loudly.

The shouts reached the shore, and Cheng Xu's other five camps also shouted in turn.

Then, the shouts came from the Qin Zhao Central Army's headquarters farther away. With these shouts, countless war drums were beaten, and the sound of drums on both sides of the Yellow River resounded throughout the world.

Ren Xiaonian jumped off the pontoon bridge and ran forward a few steps on the beach. With a puff, his feet became soft and his entire calf fell. He bent down and swung it. The wooden boards on his back were shaken down by him and spread on the mudflat floor. The soldiers behind him stepped forward one by one, and the wooden boards and bundles of branches were thrown to the mudflat floor.

But the roads opened up by these wooden boards and branches were not for Ren Xiaonian and the others. In fact, the thousand of them had only opened a narrow road on the mudflats that were more than one mile long. If they attacked along this narrow path, the enemy would easily use powerful crossbows and catapults to give them the greatest damage.

So these wooden branches were evenly spread out. Even though each soldier carried a large bundle, they were only spreading forward less than one-third of the distance above the width of more than a hundred steps.

Then, under the leadership of Ren Xiaonian, these thousand soldiers stepped on the mud that was beyond their knees and advanced towards the Pinglu Army defense line in the distance.

Behind them, the second battalion had already stepped onto the pontoon bridge, and the third battalion, which was specifically responsible for long-range strikes, was already gathering on the pontoon bridge.

A huge whistling sound came from the air. Ren Xiaonian looked up and saw countless black shadows magnifying infinitely in his vision. These were stone bombs thrown by the enemy's catapult.

Just a glance, he tried hard to pull out his mud-covered legs and took a big step forward.

You can't hide, it depends on luck.

The stone bullet fell down, splashing mud all over the sky, pouring Ren Xiaonian over his head, and spreading a layer of sticky yellow stuff on his black armor in a blink of an eye. He wiped a handful of mud on his face. He bent and continued to advance.

A scream came, and Ren Xiaonian didn't even blink his eyelids.

Sacrifice is never inevitable.

"Sixth Battalion, go forward!" he howled loudly.

The whistling sound of a powerful crossbow came. This time Ren Xiaonian bent down and asked himself to stick to the mud surface as much as possible. The powerful crossbow flew by. Pinglu Army was very luxurious. This time, there were as many as 40 or 50 crossbows. This also means that on the attack surface of Ren Xiaonian's thousand people, forty or fifty powerful crossbows were arranged. Thinking about this defense line that lasted more than ten miles, Pinglu Army was really willing to invest.

The losses continued to increase, but this could not delay the progress of the Sixth Battalion at all. Although they were slow, they still advanced firmly towards the front.

Behind them, the Second Battalion had already advanced along the paved road of the First Battalion under the leadership of the battalion, and continued to pave the wooden boards they carried with them.

The third battalion had already stepped onto the pontoon bridge. Unlike the first two battalions, the number of people in this battalion seemed to be smaller, but there were many more mules and horses, and even some carriages, which were carefully led to the pontoon bridge.

The third battalion carries heavy weapons.

The second floating bridge was almost completed, and Cheng Xu took the fourth one of his first battalion to step onto the floating bridge.

Ren Xiaonian took a step forward hard, his shoes were covered in mud, and he felt very slippery and uncomfortable. He was already very close to the Pinglu Army defense line in front of him, and it was time for the enemy to come out.

He thought this way, and sure enough, with the rumbling drums on the fortress in the distance, the Pinglu army's defense line rushed forward with dense Pinglu army.

Ren Xiaonian estimated the opponent's speed and knew that when the enemy reached the edge of this mudflat, the enemy would block him.

"Prepare for battle!" He roared at the feathered arrows in the sky like locusts.

The soldiers raised the shield in their hands and tried hard to approach Ren Xiaonian. At this distance, they no longer had to worry about the other party's heavy weapons attacking. The feathered arrows that looked like locusts were scary, and the threat to them was even smaller.

Now Ren Xiaonian has several feather arrows inserted into his body, but it does not prevent him from fighting.

Pinglu Army rushed down with a long and long gun, howling. At this moment, the enemy was unable to move, and it was the best time for them to kill the enemy.

Ren Xiaonian pulled out the crossbow machine from his waist that had been equipped with crossbow arrows, and all the soldiers also raised the crossbow arrows.

The two sides were twenty steps apart. At this moment, Ren Xiaonian was still ten steps away from stepping onto the dry land, and the enemy was ten steps away from the edge of the mudflat.

Of course the enemy will arrive early.

But they also have to pay the price.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows gushed out at this moment.

The Pinglu army running in the front immediately turned over and fell.

At a distance of twenty steps, there is no time to dodge. No matter how good the armor is, it cannot block the strength of the crossbow arrows.

"kill!"
Chapter completed!