The officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou are so arrogant.

Looking at the square formation in front of them and the dozen or so Zhou soldiers running in front of the formation with some provocation, the generals of the Jin army were so angry that their faces were shaking.

He actually dared to chase us to the border, and was so brazen.

Their number doesn't seem too large, so how dare they be so arrogant?

Not to mention that the number of people on both sides is equal, they are getting close to the border. Although Duke Cheng's troops are blocking the battle, their Jin army also has tens of thousands of troops.

After hearing what these Zhou soldiers shouted, General Jin became even more angry and shouted.

Although he had always been suppressed by Cheng Guogong, he had never been provoked like this.

"Go and kill them all." General Jin shouted.

Following this order, teams of Jin soldiers shouted wildly and raised their weapons to rush towards the Zhou soldiers in front of them. The remaining Jin soldiers also began to form a formation and move forward.

The common people all squatted down with their heads in their hands to avoid the attack. Zhuang Lao San was no exception. He held the child in his arms and hid backwards, but he could not help but look forward bravely.

"Can we win?" a man nearby asked in a low voice, "I don't think we have many people."

"Yes, there are 2,000 Jin soldiers. In the past, it took at least more than half of them for both sides to fight." Another man also whispered.

"Of course." Zhuang Lao San said with great determination, "These are all good men."

He must be a good man, otherwise he would not be here, and he came here specifically for these looted people.

But because they are good guys, they are more worried and nervous.

"Haven't you heard of it? This is the Qingshan Army." Zhuang Lao San said with a trembling voice.

They were all civilians captured from all directions, from different villages and not neighbors, and they did not all know the same news.

For example, these two men don’t know Qingshan Army.

"Isn't this the Shun'an Army in Bazhou?" they asked in a low voice, "What is the Qingshan Army?"

"The Qingshan Army is a very powerful army..." Zhuang Lao San said, and before he finished speaking, there was a loud explosion and the ground was shaking.

The people screamed and fell to the ground.

What happened?

The trembling under their feet had not stopped yet, and screams were already ringing in their ears. This scream was not the voice of the Zhou people, most of it was Hu language. The people could not help but look bravely, and saw that the formation of the Jin army had become loose, and several teams of Jin soldiers who rushed forward had already fallen to the ground.

A dozen blood-stained horses were running wildly, neighing madly.

Thick smoke rose up in waves, pungent and stinging.

What is this?

The people had no time to think carefully, as the following Jin soldiers who were rushing forward were thrown into chaos again, with sharp shouts and long spears flying like rain.

Even from such a distance, the people could see many Jin soldiers being shot away, nailed to the ground, or pierced through, with the spears not stopping even after piercing a few people.

So scary…

Many of them had seen the battle between the Jin and Zhou armies, and the scenes were naturally brutal, but this was the first time they had seen such a brutal battle.

The key point is that this tragedy is a massacre on one side. Not a single soldier has come out from that side, while a large number of people on this side have already fallen.

"This Qingshan Army is really powerful..." the two men murmured, with hope in their eyes.

The sound of fighting continued.

Although shocked by the ferocious weapon, the Jin people still rushed forward in groups, roaring.

Stone bullets and chariot crossbows cannot be used at close range. With the sound of war drums in the battle formation, the Zhou soldiers' battle formation changed again. The women in the front retreated to the center of the battle formation, and the spearmen lined up and moved forward.

Lei Zhonglian held the spear tightly in his left hand.

"Kill." He shouted loudly and urged his horse to rush out.

Behind him, the soldiers shouted loudly and waved their spears and swords to meet the approaching Jin soldiers.

The two sides finally collided.

The sound of killing was deafening.

Even with their eyes closed, the people lying on the ground could feel the bloody scene.

Zhuang Lao San didn't dare to look at him. He held the child and muttered to himself, but he didn't even know what he was muttering.

No matter which god or Buddha it is, please bless these brave soldiers.

The one who can protect you is never gods or Buddhas, but yourself.

With a dull sound, the spear in Lei Zhonglian's hand pierced through a Jin soldier holding a saber.

But on the other side, several soldiers were hacked and chopped by other Jin soldiers who rushed over, screaming.

The Jin soldier held two swords in his hands and danced with them vigorously. The spearmen in Lei Zhonglian's team were forced to retreat again and again.

double blade.

Thinking back to when I was armed with two guns, I would definitely be more powerful than him if I had two guns.

But now is not the time to sigh. As soon as his attention was distracted, Lei Zhonglian raised his gun and rushed forward.

The Jin soldier's knife hit a soldier's shoulder, and it seemed that his entire arm was cut off. The soldier screamed, but did not fall down. Instead, he held the Jin soldier's knife tightly with his other hand with determination.

It was during this gap that Lei Zhonglian thrust the spear in his hand forward.

With a "puff" sound, Lei Zhonglian's sharp gun tip pierced directly into the Jin soldier's throat, and the Jin soldier screamed and fell to the ground.

Lei Zhonglian was dragged forward, but luckily he managed to steady himself in time. Just as he was about to draw out his spear, he heard a "plop" sound, and blood splashed all over his head.

A Jin soldier fell at his feet, holding a sickle in his hand and a vicious smile on his face.

Lei Zhonglian turned his head and looked behind him. Jin Shiba was just retracting his long sword with an indifferent expression.

he…

Lei Zhonglian wanted to say something, but Jin Shiba had already turned around and stood back among the soldiers in another team.

Even in such a tragic situation, all the soldiers remained in their own ranks, marching strictly according to the formation they had been taught by the Qingshan Army.

Here all individual bravery is integrated into the square formation. Everyone advances and retreats together, and each has his or her own division of labor. One person is brave, three are fierce, and ten are unstoppable.

Lei Zhonglian looked at Jin Shiba, who was swinging his long sword and chopping down a Jin soldier, and took a deep breath.

"You are still a human being," he said to himself, and then he swung his spear to meet a Jin soldier who was approaching.

The spear stabbed the opponent in the face.

Some people kept falling down, some were rolling on the ground, some were Jin soldiers and some were Zhou soldiers.

But if Zhou's soldiers did not retreat, when someone fell, the line would immediately adjust to fill the vacancy.

The Zhou soldiers' square formation moved and rolled over like a giant cart.

The Jin general leader standing in the rear was stunned; the losses were far beyond his expectations.

"What kind of troops are these? They are even more ferocious than the loyal troops of Duke Cheng." He murmured.

The subordinates gathered around him.

"This is the Qingshan Army."

"I've heard about them a long time ago."

"We have lost many of our brave warriors to them."

"We can't afford any more casualties. Lord Badu wants us to support Baigou Station."

"If you want the people, then give them the people. We cannot sacrifice our warriors for these two-legged sheep."

These exhortations made the Jin general even more hesitant. Looking at the Jin soldiers who were constantly being defeated in front of him, his face twitched from time to time.

The casualties are too great. The casualties are too great.

He didn't want his men to be killed just to escort a group of civilians, especially his elite soldiers. Without these elite soldiers, he would have no status in the tribe.

He raised his hand with anger and a hint of fear in his eyes.

…

When the horn sounded, Zhuang Lao San almost fainted.

This is not scary, it's exciting.

This was the horn signaling the Jin army to withdraw. This was the second time he had heard it in his life.

The first time was when the county town where he was located was breached, and the Jin soldiers’ retreat horns were a sign of joy and victory.

But now...

The Jin soldiers retreated like a tide, their formation was in disarray, and they did not care about their wounded or dead companions.

The howling of the trumpet is like a funeral knell, bringing fear and depressing news.

"We won, we won." Zhuang Lao San jumped up holding the child and shouted loudly, ignoring the Jin soldiers who had not retreated yet.

More people jumped up and shouted in joy.

Some people even prostrated themselves on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly while crying.

Some people even ran towards Zhou Bing, who was still maintaining a formation and moving slowly towards them, crying and shouting, just like lost children who finally saw their relatives who were looking for them.

…

The news spread like wildfire.

Zhu Zan, who had arrived in another town, reached out and twirled his thick beard.

"The wife of the Duke of Chengguo led an invincible army and was regarded as a god by the people of Bazhou." A man said, "Now, nearly 100,000 people have retreated to Hejian Prefecture under her protection."

"Brother, let's go over there quickly." Another man said excitedly, his curiosity barely concealed in his eyes.

Let’s take a look at who this wife of the Crown Prince of Chengguo is and why the soldiers under her are so powerful.

Zhu Zan shook his head.

"We are not going to Bazhou," he said. "We are going to Shenzhou."

Shenzhou?

The men were somewhat puzzled.

"But ma'am..." they said.

"My mother will be safe there." Zhu Zan said, his eyes bright. "I might as well go to Shenzhou. I will help the Yongning Army of Shenzhou to protect the people of Baozhou to the south."

Shenzhou is adjacent to Baozhou. After all, Hejian has a large number of troops. Just going to Bazhou alone is enough to make them busy and exhausted, and it is very difficult to go to Xiongzhou and Baozhou.

The troops in Shenzhou are still waiting and watching. If we persuade them to enter Baozhou to do this, then Lady Chengguo will not have to worry about this anymore.

The men nodded.

"Okay, let's go to Shenzhou." They said in unison.

"And more." Zhu Zan said, reaching out to tear off his beard, and also grabbing a handful of hair and shaking it hard, the gray hair scattered, and the black hair suddenly appeared, "From now on, Zhu Zan is back."

The men were surprised again.

"Even if we use the identity of woodcutters, we can convince the Yongning Army." A man said, "Prince, you don't have to reveal your whereabouts."

"Yes, the Royal Guards have caught up with us, and these people are haunting us." said another man with a frown.

Zhu Zan curled the corner of his mouth.

"It's to make them chase me." He said, "to prevent these fools from being deceived by that fake prince's wife."

After saying this, he put his hands behind his head, turned around and strode away in the northwest direction.

"I am a good man and I don't want anyone to ruin my reputation."