The city walls of Tzu Chi County are hardly described as city walls compared to those on the border towns. They seem to be too cold and are only more than meter tall. Although they are covered with blue bricks and stones outside, they look more like a wall from the outside. He borders Fuyuan County and originates from the Luo River deep in the mountains. He turns a big bend here and goes deep into Zhengyang County. It is precisely through the fertile land on both sides of the Luo River that Zhengyang County has become the largest fertile land in Yue State and the most important granary for Yue State.

In the past, Tzu Chi seemed unimportant. In front of him, there were four towns in Fuyuan, and behind him was Zhengyang. The defense of his guard seemed irrelevant. But now, Fuyuan raised the flag and rebelled, and the previous barrier became a great enemy, Tzu Chi seemed extremely embarrassed. Whether it was Jiang Haokun or Wu Teng, the veteran general of Long Xiangjun, they all believed that Tzu Chi was simply an unguarded place.

The Pili Camp, which was originally stationed in the Taiping Army's nest, went to Tzu Chi, but the people of Fuyuan did not see it. It was almost impossible to imagine how a mere 5,000 troops could withstand the impact of tens of thousands of Fuyuan's troops in such a place without any danger.

So when Jiang Haokun led his troops to Tzu Chi and saw the Tzu Chi county that was waiting for battle, he just smiled contemptuously. He only heard that there was a Cang Wolf and Tiger miner Bao Qing in the Ming army. What is this Pili?

"A small town can be put down in one go!" The horse whip in his hand pointed at Tzu Chi from afar, and Jiang Haokun's heroic spirit was dry. "Drinking in the Maluo River, sweeping across Zhengyang and Shayang, just around the corner."

The boss said, and the group of little brothers behind him naturally wanted to support him. For a moment, they were full of bold words, as if they were blocking them, but five thousand ants that could gently pinch to death with their hands stretched out.

A voice that was ignorant of the current affairs sounded at this time, and the person who spoke was Wu Teng: "The magistrate of Jiang County, although the Pili Camp is not famous, he has been guarding Qin Feng's old nest Taiping City. It can be seen that he is deeply trusted. Such an army cannot be underestimated. What's more, although the flags are flying, I see that I have almost no sounds and smoke from gunpowder. It can be seen that his commanders and generals are good at governing the army. This battle is probably a tough task."

"General Wu respects them too highly." Jiang Haokun smiled indifferently and said, "Zou Ming, the leader of the Pili Camp, used to be just a man from the world. How could he know the army to fight? It's true that he is brave and fierce. One-on-one contest or a good player, but how could he know the mystery of the army?"

Wu Teng frowned slightly, but didn't say anything again. After all, it was not advisable to always gain the enemy's might and destroy his ambition. The left and right soldiers were already at the city, and it was a mule or a horse, so it was clear that it would be clear if it was pulled out. After all, Tzu Chi County was not a city of Jintang. It was extremely difficult to defend it under the siege of tens of thousands of troops.

"Mr. County Governor, Zou Ming had met several times before. The villain was willing to persuade him to surrender. Maybe he was frightened by the power of the county Governor. He was already afraid. The county Governor gave him a way out, and he might even open the city gate to surrender." A man came out of the horse and said in a row.

Jiang Haokun looked at it and was a child of a martial arts family in Fuyuan County. He raised his flag to rebel, but these martial arts figures also joined in, wanting to have a bright future.

"Okay, Mr. Hu dares to persuade Zou Ming alone to surrender. He is really brave. If he succeeds, he should remember his first merit." Jiang Haokun smiled with his beard.

Seeing the guy surnamed Hu riding his horse to Tzu Chi City, Wu Teng sneered in his heart, ignoring the sky and the earth, do you really think this is a business of running around the world? If Zou Ming was unreliable, how could Qin Feng let him stay in Taiping City? It was Qin Feng's place where he started, Taiping City, Daye City, and the foundation of the Ming Empire.

This is really a birthday boy who hangs himself and thinks he has a long life.

Wu Teng has no good feelings for these martial arts figures. It’s okay for a hero to break the ban with martial arts, but he is greedy for fame and fortune. Such a person will die even if he dies.

He rode alone and stopped at the city with a swagger. There were no arrows shot down from the city. The man surnamed Hu, who was originally a little anxious, was very calm. It seemed that as he expected, Zou Ming would be afraid.

In order to resist the Qi people, Zou Ming once posted a hero post, and he was also one of the invited people, but he was afraid of the Qi people's great martial arts and did not dare to go. It was true that he met Zou Ming.

"General Zou, I am Hu Ding of Fuyuan. Today, I am here to be the one who is a martial arts lineage and an old acquaintance. I will give you a clear path." He opened his throat and shouted loudly under the city.

On the city, Yang Zhi and Zou Ming looked at each other and flattened their mouths at the same time, "It turns out that they are here to persuade the surrender." Zou Ming laughed, "Let me tease him."

Yang Zhi snorted coldly: "What's the point of being funny? If you want to hit him, you're crying and howling below. It's so annoying. Let me send him to the West."

Yang Zhi rose up with a long voice and stood at the top of the city. Zou Ming also showed his head from the battlements, just about to see the style of a level nine master. The two sides were more than ten feet apart, but they saw how Yang Zhi took human life.

"General Zou!" Seeing Zou Ming revealing his figure from the top of the city, the man surnamed Hu was overjoyed.

"Go to die!" Zou Ming did not say anything, but he spitted out two words from the young general's mouth, and only drilled into the eardrums of the man named Hu like a sharp arrow. For a moment, his hair was standing up all over his body. The instinct of the warrior made him instantly sense a huge danger.

With a choking sound, the knife was only half out of the sheath, and a leaf that was floating lightly from the ground suddenly accelerated. With a swish, it cut through the man's right arm, and the bloody right arm fell to the ground with a slight sound.

Amid the man's screams, the grass, leaves, branches and stones on the ground jumped up from the ground like life, and the sound of sword roars was loud. These things interspersed in the air, like a spider web falling down. In front of the tens of thousands of people of the two armies, the man and his horse were dismembered on the spot, turning into pieces of bloody meat, falling to the ground.

The soldiers on the city were shocked by Yang Zhi's murder invisibly, but no one applauded. Looking at Yang Zhi's eyes, they were obviously a little scared. However, in the Fuyuan army formation in the distance, the generals in front of him made a burst of exclamations when they saw this scene.

"The sword-controlling technique, it turns out that Yang Zhi is here too!" Wu Teng straightened his body on the horse's back. Yang Zhi was a famous figure. He went to the capital to assassinate the Emperor of Chu. He had fought with the Qi army on the battlefield of Gaohu, and later joined Qin Feng's command.

More importantly, he was the only son of Yang Yi, the former prime minister of Chu State. In Qi State, this person was also one of the key targets of attention.

The sword-controlling technique is Yang Zhi's specialty. This is the technique of sect-controlling the Wanjian Sect, the largest sect in Chu State. Over the years, the current sect leader Bi Wanjian and Yang Zhi have only practiced this sword technique. Although the two are far apart in their realms, Yang Zhi is dozens of years younger, and his future is naturally limitless.

Wu Teng was surprised that Yang Zhi appeared here because previous information showed that Yang Zhi was the deputy general of the miner's battalion.

Jiang Haokun was angry and embarrassed. Before his messenger could even speak, he was removed from his face. He pointed his whip and halberd in front of him and said sternly: "Will that general take Tzu Chi City for me?"

"I am willing to go!" A general jumped out.

"The 10,000 left troops will be given to you, and the county magistrate will beat the drum for you." Jiang Haokun looked at the left general Yuan Pu who was riding on the horse and said, "After the three-way drum, climb the city wall, no chickens and dogs will be left."

"As for your order!" Yuan Pu said loudly.

On the top of the city, looking at the Fuyuan soldiers who rushed over Wu Yangyang, Yang Zhi burst into laughter, "That's right. The truth is seen on the battlefield, why are you talking about it! General Zou, commanding the battle is your business. I am not very familiar with Pili Camp, so I just kill the enemy."

Zou Ming smiled, "General Yang will just let go of his hands and kill the enemy."

Yang Zhi took off the black giant sword from his back and stood proudly on the top of the city, and the small sword circulated around him.

Zou Ming looked at Yang Zhi with some envy. He would never reach this realm in his life, but Yang Zhi was only over 20 years old, but he had already broken through level 9. He would not be able to escape the position of a master in the future. It would be considered fate that he could cooperate with him. Think about it, there are many young level 9 in the Taiping Army. Needless to say, His Majesty the Emperor is the Empress, a woman, who is also a level 9 master.

"Get ready for a long attack!" He turned around and shouted loudly.

Tzu Chi City is not high or wide. Pili Camp is behind the city wall, and uses logs to build a shelf and lay wooden boards. There are hundreds of trenchers placed on it. These trenchers are very different from ordinary ones. The whole body is made of cast iron, without long throwing arms. The throwing arms less than three meters long look like a huge spoon. At this moment, they are flat on the bottom of the rack. Under the throwing arms, several powerful springs are pressed flat. The soldier responsible for firing is held on the iron handle next to them. As long as one pulls, the spring is raised, the throwing arms can bounce the stone out, which can reach as far as a distance.

Hearing Zou Ming's order, a soldier carried a round stone bullet next to his arm and put it into a spoon. Another soldier scooped up something from a bucket for a long time, dripped it on the stone bullet, and then picked up the flint. With a squeak, the stone bullet in the spoon suddenly burned. Widths of black smoke rose behind the city wall, and a pungent smell filled the city wall.

"Start!" Zou Ming said sternly.

The soldiers pulled the iron handle with force, and the throwing arms on hundreds of catapults were raised high at the same time. The entire wooden frame shaking. Hundreds of fireballs appeared above the city wall, drawing a beautiful curve, and hitting hard among the rushing enemies. In an instant, the dense siege team appeared in open spaces, raging fireballs, rolling everywhere, and everywhere they went, there were a sound of ghosts crying.

"Bridge!" Zou Ming shouted angrily again.
Chapter completed!