stubborn thief

Chapter 82
The official army was in the west of the north gate of the palace, and they formed two formations, one on the left and one on the right, fighting and retreating.

The Hungry People's Army dispatched ten brigades, using weapons from the Fucheng County Treasury, to also attack in batches.

When a brigade is routed.

The surviving starving soldiers and soldiers were beaten to the point of crying and crying, but when they looked at the river beach, no one would escape.

Just pick up the weapon, wipe away the blood and tears, look for the lion battalion commander to regroup, and prepare to join the next assault at a further back position.

Because their parents, wives and children are carrying food on their shoulders and crossing the river from the beach.

This is a transaction, a transaction completed in the city.

All food, the lion camp will not take any.

Each person can identify parents, wives and children, brothers, and friends, and after they leave the city with food, they can cross the river and enter the mountains.

The rest were reorganized by the lion battalion, commanded by ten even chiefs, and armed with weapons from the county treasury.

Attack all enemies who stand in their way.

On the mountain of dirt piled up with chariots and food at the back of the team, Liu Chengzong watched the situation.

This army of only a few hundred officers is well equipped.

It seems to be the flag army that Fucheng had previously drilled in response to Li Bei's action.

They formed a formation, like a rock mountain, let the famine battalion attack, and naturally stood still.

The battle has continued to the present, and ten brigades have attacked twice in turn, leaving dozens of casualties and starving people in front of the battle.

On the official side, apart from Liu Chengzong seeing that they dragged two corpses into the formation, the hungry people had no other victory.

But officers and soldiers are people, and people get tired.

A formation made up of people cannot be rock solid.

They can't get enough to eat and are already very tired.

Liu Chengzong asked Liang Shanxia, ​​"Are you ready?"

"Has the time come?"

Cao Yao put on the chain mail obtained from the county library, handed the magistrate's bird gun to his side, picked up a large crossbow and said, "I wanted to play with this for a long time."

The divine arm bow obtained from the county treasury.

Just this thing, Yang Yanchang wanted to sell it to Liu Chengzong, two stones a piece.

They robbed the county treasury and got seven.

There are three specifications, the lightest is 120 kg, the middle is 150 catties, and the heaviest is [-] catties.

Liu Chengzong jumped off the Liangshan Mountain, also put on his chain mail, raised his crossbow, and sneered, "Can you pull it off with your strength?"

"Hey, if you can stretch it, I can stretch it."

As Cao Yao said, he wrapped a piece of cloth on his hand and stepped on the crossbow to wind the crossbow.

Liu Chengzong took the cloth pad, also stepped on the crossbow, and said to the left and right: "There are five or six hundred guards watching from the west. Don't fight for a while, help the brigade to make a gap and then retreat."

There are more than [-] of them, and they are basically the manpower for seizing the city gate and attacking the county government.

Each person is accompanied by two prisoners with shields and short soldiers, forming a three-person team as a fortified force to tear the front.

Cao Yao glanced over there and said with a smile: "Three or four miles away, it's enough for us to fight. Zhang Xiong is here, aren't you looking for him?"

"I'm looking for him, but my brother hasn't come over yet. There's a cannon over there, so I can't fight back."

In a moment, Liu Chengzong and others packed up their weapons and equipment, and more than [-] people formed a single team and entered the battlefield under his leadership.

Seeing this scene, Li Wanqing, who commanded the ten battalions to attack in sequence, ran after the formation to boost his morale, and said to Goku, "Teams three, five and eight attack, and the remaining six are ready!"

The ninth team was still in contact with the enemy, leaving a few corpses to retreat again, and the soldiers of the starving people were no longer able to make an assault.

Their physical strength is worse than that of the official army.

Soon, the nine brigades dispersed, and it was barely discernible that the three teams were the forwards and the six teams were covering up.

The officers and soldiers also felt that the hungry people were preparing for a decisive battle, and they all fought hard.

President Wu Qian in the army was shaken in his heart.

He has already yelled at him many times, and a large number of friendly troops are clearly on the side.

As long as Zhang Xiong led his army to cover up the attack, this team of starving people would be defeated immediately.

It's a battle that you can't lose no matter how you fight.

However, Zhang Xiong was still as unmoved as he was.

President Wu Qian was so angry that his silver teeth were clenched, and his heart was shaken.

Such humiliation in the army made it meaningless for him to lead his subordinates to fight in blood.

The worst thing was that he knew very well in his heart that he had only one death left.

If you can't beat the hungry people, you will die. If you beat the hungry people, Zhang Xiong will fight and fight for altruism or you will die.

Even if he ran away, even if the hungry people told him to run away, Zhang Xiong would turn back and the wicked would first sue him for running away.

The last time the troops were scattered by thieves, this time they escaped, and he was punished for both crimes and he was still dead.

"Being sent to Yan'an Mansion by the Dusi is a bloodbath for eight lifetimes...Brothers!" President Wu Qian raised his helmet and raised his eyebrows, holding a knife and shouting, "Stabilize the front!"

His subordinate Bai Zong also ordered: "Raise the spear! Prepare the sword and shield!"

Rows of spear formations were set up, and the arm of the flag soldiers trembled, unable to hold the zhangba long spear stably, and the spear tip kept shaking.

The sword and shield man lowered his body and crouched under the spear bush.

Some held shields and knives in their left hands, and the remaining javelins in their right hands.

Some have no javelin, and can only use the left shield and the right knife, showing half of their heads above the round shield.

His eyes were fixed on the scattered but overwhelming starvation front.

Fifty steps, no arrows were sent.

The bowman's quiver bag had already been emptied, and he could only raise his waist and stand behind the battle, waiting for the battle.

Twenty steps, a few sporadic gunshots.

The three-eyed gun has been fired, and the quick gunner puts the gun head on the long-barreled gun.

Ten steps, the last few javelins are thrown.

The bullets have run out.

The starvation leaders on both flanks shouted loudly and charged on both sides.

The hungry people broke their spears from the hands of the corpses on the ground, and threw them into the formation with a roar.

Stones, clods, axes and sticks were thrown in the air.

Once again, people desperately smashed their spears with their weapons, squeezed into the spear formation, and met with swords and shields.

Afterwards, more famine battalions poured in, causing the formation of the flag troops to be in a hurry.

Screams, roars, roars, calls for help and orders were mixed on the front line of engagement.

People flooded in like a tide, and then fled like a trickle.

Just then, a more tightly organized squad appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

Liu Chengzong carried a large crossbow on his shoulders and was guarded by Guo Zashi and veteran soldiers.

Cao Yao and Gao Xian, who were also protected in the middle, went hand in hand with him.

They advanced to twenty steps, and the seven divine arm bows were projected towards the front of the army formation under the protection of the shield hand.

The crossbow arrow penetrated the low-lying sword and shield hand, and made a blood hole in the body of the spearman behind it, bringing out a thin blood line in the air, penetrating the second person's body.

The spear could no longer be supported, and together with the corpse, it crushed the sword and shield hand in front of him.

The big crossbow was thrown on the ground, Cao Yao grabbed the left and right bird guns, lit the arquebus and put another gun into the formation.

Gao Xian fired several arrows with a bow and shot down two flag soldiers.

Cai Zhongpan was on the right wing, holding the knife with his left hand drooping, his right hand holding the gun, and pulling the two triggers as he walked forward.

The two faucet rods fell one after another, with two bangs, and gunpowder smoke was sprayed out in front of the formation.

Liu Chengzong pulled out the wild goose-winged sword in his hand, and under the cover of the shield, he threw away a few spearheads.

(End of this chapter)