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A few miles outside the climax city, Yang Zhi lay on the ground with his eyes closed, and seemed to be asleep. Peng Zhihai, the leader of the three hundred people, walked over carefully and squatted down. Just as he was about to wake up Yang Zhi, Yang Zhi spoke first, which scared him.

"It's dawn, is the beacon fire over the red flower set ignited?"

"Yes, yes!" Peng Zhihai nodded repeatedly: "General Yang, the beacon is on fire, and it's time for Qi troops in Gaochao Town to come out."

"What's the matter? It will take a while to come out, let me sniff it for a while!" Yang Zhi stretched lazily, turned around halfway, and supported his chin with his hands on his back, "What's wrong with Peng Zhihai, are you afraid?"

Peng Zhihai smiled and said, "General Yang, I'm not afraid. He's just a little nervous. He has never fought a war. In the past, they were all small fights. It's a fight of only a dozen people. This is a battle formation for thousands of people!"

"There is no big difference," Yang Zhi said lightly: "After fighting, you will know that this is the case. Just remember one thing. In the battlefield, you and your team are one, and fighting alone will not end up. This is my experience."

"Have you fought alone?" Peng Zhihai asked curiously.

"I did it. At first, I was very excited and very happy, but then I was beaten up by a group. If my brothers hadn't come up quickly, I would have been poked into a sieve!" Yang Zhi said with a sensation.

"You are like this, then won't we be even more incapable?" Peng Zhihai was frightened.

"Of course, I can't do it, are you okay?" Yang Zhi chuckled: "So, in battle on the battlefield, you must always be with your brothers. If you can block guns for others, others can block arrows for you. You will not be afraid of death and avoid death, so that you can live long. Those who die first on the battlefield are always afraid of death and avoid death."

"I understand!" Peng Zhihai nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, General Yang, I must remember your teachings. General Yang, if I made great contributions, would I be able to return the confiscated property to me? My wife and children are now nothing, and there is not even a place to settle down!"

Yang Zhi glanced at him: "Will I lie to you? I can get you all the money you have made, houses and real estate, but don't think about the money you have collected. Geng Qiancheng will definitely not agree. This guy is short of money now, and he can still spit out the things he eats? Besides, from the day you entered the camp, I will pay you military pay. You paid at the level of the lieutenant, and your wife doesn't even have a place to settle down?"

"I used to be a big deal before, but now I'm not used to the little money!" Peng Zhihai said with a smile.

Yang Zhi rolled his eyes, "People should be content!"

"Yes, yes!" Peng Zhihai said quickly: "General Yang, I understand. From now on, I will follow General Yang and earn another household income, earn it with you in a dignified manner."

"What's wrong? I'm not ready to leave after making contributions?" Yang Zhi asked with a smile.

Peng Zhihai shook his head: "If you don't leave, as long as you don't die, you will follow General Yang. I think, this is a robber who has no future in the Ming Dynasty. After General Yang's cultivation, I am already a lieutenant. If I make more contributions and become a general, my family will have a bright face and I can walk in the light with honor. There is nothing wrong with it."

"Follow me?" Yang Zhi laughed.

"Of course, as soon as I saw you, I knew that General Yang would have a great future. Follow you, and you will be able to forget me if you are promoted in the future?" Peng Zhihai said.

"Of course!" Yang Zhi turned over and sat up: "Peng Zhihai, my grandfather has been the prime minister of a country. In my life, even if I can't be the prime minister, I have to make a general guard the other side, so that he can smile in the dark."

"Has been the chief minister?" Peng Zhihai was startled. Even though he had been in the world before, he knew what kind of official the chief minister was, and he was the first person under the emperor.

"Yes, I have been the prime minister, but I was killed by his emperor." Yang Zhi's eyes became cold: "So my biggest wish in my life is to one day kill that person. If I can't even be a general, how can I achieve my goal?"

Peng Zhihai blinked his eyes and dared not speak anymore.

The ground trembled slightly, and Yang Zhi stood up, "Come on, prepare for the fight!"

Peng Zhihai's face tightened, he turned his head and waved the mace in his hand, "Everyone is cheering up and cheering up. The enemy is coming, and we are ready to work!"

"Roar!" Three hundred people shouted in a low voice, and three hundred maces raised forward obliquely.

Yang Zhi stood in front of everyone, the small sword slid out from the cuff, he picked it between his fingers, narrowed his eyes and looked at the gray method raised in the distance.

The cavalry was the leader, with about 200 cavalry.

"Prepare to break the cavalry!" he turned his head and shouted.

Three hundred soldiers responded to the formation, and several steps were widened between each team. The first row stood firmly, the second row stood with a bow, the third row knelt on one knee, the fourth row had legs one front and one back, the front legs slightly bent, and the hind legs were straight.

Vinson stood up and looked at the Ming army blocking the official road not far ahead, and showed a contemptuous sneer on his face. Three hundred people wanted to intercept him? While he was disdainful, he felt a little angry in his heart. The main force of the Ming army attacked Honghuacao, but he only sent a 300-man army unit on his side. This was a naked contempt.

"Break through their formation!" Vinson said angrily, pointing in front of the whip.

The official road is not wide, but it can also allow four or five horses to run in parallel. However, this requires the tacit understanding of the cavalry and the exquisite cavalry. The Qi cavalry is in a row, holding long spears and clamping the horse's belly, gradually accelerating. Accompanied by deafening shouts, they rushed towards the interceptors in front.

Yang Zhi gently tapped the small sword in his hand and let out a breath. Under the soil above the official road, dozens of arrows suddenly jumped up. They floated up sinisterly, about a foot above the ground. The eyes of the Qi cavalry stared at the Ming army holding a mace in the distance, but they didn't know that in front of them, the god of death had raised his sickle and was smiling at them.

"Get up!" Yang Zhi said a word coldly from his lips. The feather arrows floating on the ground suddenly bounced up and passed through the bodies of the cavalry like electricity. When these cavalry saw these feather arrows, they had already arrived in front of them. Not to mention dodging, they had not even seen the entire picture of the feather arrows clearly, and they had been shot.

A scream sounded, and all five cavalrymen in the first row fell to the ground, with dozens of arrows not only attacking people, but also attacking war horses.

"There are traps!" Some cavalry shouted. They suddenly speeded up and floated as much as possible on the horse's back. They no longer stood upright with their spears as arrogantly as before.

Yang Zhi opened his arms and bowed slightly. The remaining arrows in the mud bounced from the air, flying randomly in the air without any regularity, but avoiding each other. No matter how the horse cavalry avoided it, they could accurately hit the target and shoot the horse cavalry to death on the spot.

Vinson's eyes changed. The other party had a level 9 master Yang Zhi, which was the information they all knew. Now that he saw this killing skill, he understood that Yang Zhi was standing in front of him. But he was not afraid. He was also a level 8 master. With thousands of soldiers, he would not suffer any loss in fighting.

"Continue to move forward, accelerate, and attack!" He roared. The remaining cavalry continued to move forward. Vincent rode his horse, carried eight hundred infantry, carried guns and shields, and slowly moved forward. Can a level nine master still block the impact of hundreds of cavalry? He didn't believe this. As long as he turned his opponent into the army formation, what about the level nine master?

Yang Zhi did not take any action, but did not retreat, just looked at the cavalry that was approaching coldly.

"Kill!" Behind him, Peng Zhihai's roar came. The Ming army in the fourth row shouted, ran forward, accelerated, jumped up, stepped on the shoulders of the kneeling soldiers in the third row, took a step in the air, and stepped on the backs of the second row of soldiers when they fell, and their bodies jumped up again. When they fell for the third time, they stepped on the shoulders of the standing soldiers in the first row, and their bodies suddenly raised up. Dozens of maces were raised high, and they fell from the air.

With the roar, the baton was swung heavily. It was like the sound of watermelons being smashed and the sound of continuous sounds. Qi Jun never expected that the blow they encountered would come from the air. The fastest reaction was just to raise the iron gun in his hand, but under the huge blow of the mace, the gun rods were all broken on the spot, and the ones that were smashed and broken were their heads and their backs.

The first row of soldiers fell to the ground and waved their maces again. Above their heads, the second row of soldiers holding maces were already roaring.

The air attack connected several rows of slats beat the cavalry in the Mercedes to death and injuries, and the formation was completely chaotic. Until this time, Yang Zhi's body shook slightly and disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in the formation of the opponent's cavalry. The black big sword on his back was regarded as a big knife by him, sweeping across and vertically, and he was really dead when he was next to each other, and he died when he touched it.

If his black sword can still be seen clearly, the elusive little sword will make people unable to defend themselves, either flying high, sinking, attacking soldiers, or attacking war horses. This small sword is more than one meter away from Yang Zhi, flying silently in the air. Only when he hits his opponent and splashes a string of blood beads can everyone see his general appearance clearly.

This time, Vinson's eyes completely changed. In a blink of an eye, his cavalry was facing the destruction of the entire army, and his infantry was still a hundred feet away from his cavalry.

"Start forward!" He rode his horse forward and rushed forward.
Chapter completed!