If there were no opportunity, it would be fine, but now the opportunity is right in front of us. Who would want to guard the southwest for the rest of their lives?
Although I am an official here, what is the environment like here?
If I can accomplish something meritorious this time, I can ask Qi Yuangong to speak well of me, and maybe I can go to Beijing.
After having this idea in mind, Zhang Yanfang naturally wanted to leave a good impression on Qi Yuangong, and it was impossible for him to steal the credit.
Looking at the rebels in front of him, Zhang Yanfang was too lazy to waste time talking and directly ordered his subordinates: "Send someone to tell them to surrender and avoid death, don't resist to the end, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"
At the same time, Zhang Yanfang raised his hand and said directly: "Archers, get ready."
The meaning is very clear. If the other party does not surrender, just shoot him to death with an arrow. There is nothing to say to him. Then cut off his head and go back to claim credit.
Zhang Tong looked at the Ming army in front of him with his eyes wide open, and turned back to look at the people behind him.
When they heard the shouts of the Ming army, these people had different expressions.
Zhang Tong's heart skipped a beat; he knew he couldn't wait any longer.
So Zhang Tong said, "If we fight our way out, we'll be able to return to the king, who will surely reward us handsomely! If we surrender, we might just be tricked and killed!"
"If you rush out, you still have a chance to survive. If you surrender, you will die. Follow me!" After saying this, Zhang Tong rushed forward with murderous intent.
Beside Zhang Tong, his confidant also followed with gritted teeth.
The others looked at each other, unsure of what to do, but they tightened their knives and rushed forward with Zhang Tong. It was obvious that they also thought that fighting their way out would save their lives.
A group of people rushed forward quickly.
Zhang Yanfang saw this scene and instantly showed a disdainful expression on his face. At the same time, he said coldly to the people around him: "Release your arrows. After releasing two rounds of arrows, charge forward."
"Yes, sir." The person next to him agreed and quickly passed on the order.
The army slowly mobilized, and arrows flew out like rain, falling into Zhang Tong's troops like soybeans.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The arrows pierced into people's bodies, making a lot of friction sounds. Blood instantly sprayed onto the ground, and countless dead people fell on the land.
Countless people began to panic, like headless flies.
Zhang Tong still gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He was also hit by an arrow in the shoulder, but he didn't dare to stop at all.
He knew that once he stopped, he would probably never have the courage to run forward again.
Zhang Tong held a knife in his hand, his eyes red, and he gritted his teeth as he rushed towards the hopeless front.
Even if he was going to die, he would die on the way forward.
Zhang Yanfang looked at Zhang Tong, who was charging forward with gritted teeth, and waved his hand dismissively, ordering directly, "Catch him alive."
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