The intensive sound of horse hoofbeats brought a panic to the escapees, because they also combined with the encounter with Guo Jingke just now, guessed that this wave was probably Cheng Dalang's cavalry, and Cheng Dalang's armored cavalry had given this wave in the past two days.

The bandits coming from Qinghe brought extraordinary psychological pressure.

This is completely different from facing his former colleague, the horse dealer.

As a result, even among Zhang Jinscale's personal soldiers, some began to flee in the dark... It was really easy to escape at this time, just join the group of deserters who passed by.

"Big boss."

Among the sparks and ashes, the leader of the soldiers was thirsty, but he still looked at his leader. "Can you ride a horse now?"

Zhang Jinscale, half of his face darkened, nodded awkwardly...his body memory and a period of adaptation allowed him to operate the horse by himself.

"But don't ride your horse now." The leader of the soldiers said seriously. "Dismount your horse and follow the deserters that just passed behind you. As long as you can return to Gaotang, you may have to do it all over again... We were defeated in a confused way.

.”

Zhang Jinscale realized something. In fact, after waking up from his previous sleep, he felt like he was gradually waking up.

This kind of sobriety does not mean that the leader of the Qinghe Bandit Army gradually got rid of his miscalculations about the battle and gradually gained a correct judgment on the battlefield... Until now, he still firmly believes that this battle was Cao Shancheng's.

Handwriting... It was another deeper awakening. He gradually realized that he should not have been in that strange car before, should not have coveted territory and manpower and stretched the army to the level of 40,000 to 50,000 people, and should not have followed suit.

Kill people at will.

Riding in that kind of car makes you forget all your proudest horse-riding skills;

Coveting territory and manpower, and wantonly expanding the army, they have completely lost their true control over the army. When it comes to winning, they don't know how to win, and when they lose, they don't know how to lose;

And wantonly killing is the reason why many old brothers and many true heroes are alienated from him.

It's like suddenly waking up from a dream and returning to the state before the rebellion. Looking at the performance after that, no matter how you look at it, you feel something is wrong.

However, it seems that I woke up a little late, but it doesn’t seem like it is too late.

"Big boss, hurry up!" The leader of the soldiers dismounted directly and helped the opponent down. "There are not many officers and soldiers, otherwise they would not have set fire, so we will definitely not be able to capture all the prisoners. Our core soldiers are all from Qinghe, your hometown.

As long as people escape, they will definitely return to Qinghe, and as long as the big leader returns to Gaotang, seizes the city and the weapons and property gathered before, he will definitely be able to gather another two to three thousand soldiers. This is no better than two months ago.

Is the situation strong?"

Zhang Jinheng was helped off his horse by the opponent's true energy. He nodded on the hot field and planned to escape according to the opponent's arrangement.

However, before he left, he couldn't help but look back and said sincerely: "Jia San, although you are from the North, when you return to Gaotang, I will definitely make you the second leader!"

The leader of the soldiers surnamed Jia was not polite. He just nodded and got on the opponent's horse. Then he ordered the entire army to form a unit and took the initiative to meet the horse's hoofbeats.

There were two moons above the head, and there were countless firelights around them. After a moment, the two soldiers and horses, who were actually in a hurry, met each other and realized what the other party was.

It was indeed Cheng Dalang and his cavalry who came, and Cheng Dalang was a well-known tycoon in Dengzhou, Jeju, and the Bohai area in the lower reaches of the river. He was recognized as having cultivation, means, and vision; and what greeted him was Zhang Jinscale.

Jia Yue, the hero of the Northern Wilderness, wandered from the Northern Wilderness and wandered around Hebei for only two or three years. Since he had no interest entanglements with the locals, he easily exchanged his skills for a confidant position with Zhang Jinscale.

Frankly speaking, at this time, Cheng Dalang was terrified.

Because in order to succeed in the battle, ensure the advancement of the infantry in the middle, and to show his loyalty, he gave all his armor and cavalry to Zhang Sanye. This resulted in only a few hundred light cavalry behind him. He fell behind and lost an unknown number of people along the way. But on the opposite side was

The famous Beihuang Jia Laosan came towards him with a number of soldiers two or three times his own.

It seems that I have to show my real skills and strike hard.

"Jia Yue!"

Cheng Dalang jumped out of the horse and waved his long spear. Duanjiang's true energy rose along the long spear by half a foot, which was astonishing. "I have heard your name a long time ago and know that you are a capable hero of the Northern Wilderness. How can you fight with a

The thieves who massacred the city are still young? I thought that we had a chance two years ago and allowed you to fight in a duel. If you can support me for twenty rounds, I will allow you to take people away, so why not?"

Jia Yue paused for a moment, with a look of helplessness and fatigue on his face, and then he actually turned over and dismounted, abandoned his weapon under the horse, half-kneeling and saluted with his head raised: "Cheng Dalang, I know your cultivation level, and I also know that your skills are not as good as others.

, knowing that you have won a complete victory in this battle, so you are willing to surrender, but you must ensure the safety of my soldiers."

Cheng Dalang was startled for a moment, then he was overjoyed, and was about to dismount to help the other party, but just as he was about to dismount, he remembered something and hesitated: "Jia Sanlang, were you involved in Tu Qingquan's matter?"

"No! I am from the Northern Wilderness. I have no stakes. I have been doing military law beside Zhang Jinscale since the beginning. I only kill leaders who violate his military orders for him!" Jia Yue almost blurted out, but as soon as he finished speaking, he

He was startled for a moment, and then immediately asked, "Are you really a member of the Deposed Dragon Gang, clearing the door for the rebels?"

Cheng Dalang chuckled. Since he admitted it, he didn't deny it. Instead, he stepped forward and helped the other person up: "In that case, we are brothers from now on. Come with me, and I will take you to meet your true heroes in the North."

...However, if any of these soldiers want to massacre the city, I'm afraid your fellow countryman will have some tricks... How about you come with me?"

"I knew that day that Zhang Jinsheng was going to be harmed by the Qingquan incident!" Jia Yue was stunned at first, then shook his head. "But I have done my best to be benevolent. Why don't you surrender now?"

Cheng Dalang became even more delighted.

Let's talk about it. How could this wealthy man from the East have been conducting personal reconnaissance for days, but he didn't know that Zhang Jinsheng's people, not to mention the periphery, were actually two to three thousand well-equipped soldiers, and the core force was usually divided into three groups. Among them were not Qinghe children.

They are just deserters with military experience, plus heroes with cultivation on Hebei Road. Considering Zhang Xing's political commitment, the posture of Li Shuijun, coupled with the experience of this battle and the future situation, let him Cheng Dalang

Come to take charge of Po Tai, in fact, it is impossible to retain too many troops.

In this case, recruiting a few thousand core troops is the most important and natural way to expand our strength.

In fact, after Cheng Dalang collected the troops and turned around, he heard that Zhang Xing had also surrendered another group of soldiers from King Qinghe's Second Division, and he was even more convinced that this battle, no matter how chaotic it was, was already over.

A complete victory.

Only Zhang Jinscale left.

But there seems to be nothing that can be done. Forty thousand people collapsed overnight. Zhang Jinheng was among them. Where to find him? At dawn, the armies began to clean up the battlefield on a large scale. When collecting prisoners, some surrendered.

The soldier informed him of the relevant matters, but it was hard to say that Jia Yue was wrong at that time.

Because it is so in line with feudalist values!

Isn't it a classic feudal moral model?

Not to mention, this Mr. Jia seems to have a strange relationship with Mr. Zhang.

"Aren't you Zhang Xingyi?" Jia Yue finally couldn't hold back and spoke to the young man who was surrounded by a group of generals. Although the other person's face was covered with black ash that he hadn't had time to wipe off, Chaoyang

Even though he was just rising, he could still recognize him. "How did you become Mr. Zhang?"

"You recognize me?"

Zhang Xing naturally remembered the information he saw in Jing'an Terrace, so he didn't panic... In fact, he still sat there and ate the roasted wheat ears calmly.

delicious.

"Don't you recognize me?" Jia Yue was extremely speechless, but as a descendant, he did not dare to move forward under the gaze of a group of people. "We took a boat together from the north of Hebei...you went to join the army.

, I went to explore the world... After the Second Expedition to Dongyi was defeated, I heard people say that all the five armies were wiped out, and not a single person was left alive. I thought you were dead... How did you become Mr. Zhang?"

"During the second expedition to Dongyi, I encountered a real dragon. I was so frightened that I couldn't remember many things." Zhang Xing was quite grand. "As for why he called himself Zhang San, it was mainly because he didn't want to be under Li Silang in his life.

...I have to suppress him no matter what, so I call myself Zhang San!"

As he said that, Zhang Xing sucked the ears of wheat and pointed out whether there were any black-faced people in the seats, but Li Ding, who couldn't help but black-faced at this time... The latter was very sure that the other person seemed to be Zhang San before he saw him.

, and he has always known that this guy comes just by talking.

But at this time, the people around me seemed to agree with it, as if they had heard some secret, and they were afraid that this statement would spread in the future... There was no way to refute the rumor.

"Where am I from?"

After Zhang Xing finished explaining, he continued to ask out of curiosity, "Where did the Seven Guards and Seven Towns come from, the east or the west of the Northland? Are there anyone else in the family?"

In fact, until just now, everyone below Li Ding was a little surprised, but there was not much additional reaction, because Jia Yue's words were consistent with Zhang Xing's usual self-narration. He came from a poor family in the North, even a peasant family, and came to Hebei to make a living.

Second, he conquered the Eastern Barbarians to escape, and then carried his corpse back to the West, where he continued to hang out in the Eastern Capital until today.

The only problem is the name, but that's not a big deal. It's more common for country people to change their names when they go to the city.

Didn’t the governor who built the Tower of Babel change his name as soon as he became prosperous?

But when you ask this question, it seems strange... Do people really forget all this? Even if they are injured and can't remember it for a moment, it's been two or three years and they still can't remember it?

Only at this time, it seems that this Mr. Zhang has succeeded in exchanging his great name for strength, and everyone in the hierarchy recognizes his identity as a superior. No matter how weird he is, they can only hide it in their hearts.

Li Ding may not have to hide it, but he has a lot of thoughts about Zhang Xing, which is not bad at all.

This was really painful for Jia Yue. Hearing this, the man became even more cautious: "You really don't remember?"

"If I remember." Zhang Xing frowned. "You still have to stand there?"

Jia Yue then suppressed his suspicion, but he still felt a little strange, so he could only respond in a low voice: "You were actually born in Guanhai Town, your father is from Hebei, and your mother is from Guanhai, but they both died young, and he is your uncle

He raised you up as a middle-level protector of Tieshan Guard among the Seven Guards of Dangmo, so your boy actually hung out with Tieshan Guard in Guanhai Town... We all actually went to school with Tieshan Guard.

Practice, and then find the boat from Guanhai Town and Tingtao City..."

Zhang Xing thought about the distribution map of the Seven Towns and Seven Guards in the North, and he knew it clearly... It can only be said that it is not unexpected, and there is no hidden information. The middle-level guardians are not high-end people under the special system of Demon Guards.

, it’s just more convenient to practice. The only thing worth noting is that the Seven Demon Guards of the North are a remnant of the system from the Black Emperor’s period. It has evolved to this day and is already a system that integrates religion, military, politics, tribes, and gangs.

He has a special system and his background naturally inevitably leads him to think about the Black Emperor.

"Your uncle's name is Huang Ping. You also have an aunt, a cousin, and a cousin... Your uncle also sent a message before, saying that if he sees you again, he will definitely beat you to a lameness!" Jia Yue continued. "

I just thought you were dead and didn’t dare to reply..."

Zhang Xing nodded, ignored it, and asked seriously: "In that case, Brother Jia, have you participated in the Qingquan Massacre?"

Jia Yue recalled Cheng Dalang's previous gesture, and was startled and shook his head repeatedly.
To be continued...