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Chapter 137: The People's Strong Camp Shows its Prestige

"What? A small leader of the Minzhuang Camp had such a courage to open the city gate openly. This was simply bold!" Liang Bing's face was gloomy and angrily scolded the other party for not having a sense of overall situation. He actually opened the city gate without authorization because of rescuing a Kaifeng prefect. Once the bandits followed the city gate, the responsibility was too great and he could not afford it at all.

At this time, Ma Mingfeng had a different mood. The reason why he insisted on not abandoning the life and death brothers behind him was certainly because of his loyalty to share life and death with each other. On the other hand, he also had great expectations in his heart, hoping that Yu Zhenlong and others could go out of the city to respond.

In fact, strictly speaking, this is no longer a expectation, but a kind of confidence. He believes that as long as Yu Zhenlong sees him and others under the city, he will definitely find a way to open the city gate to meet him.

Of course, despite this, Ma Mingfeng was still a little worried. What if Yu Zhenlong and the others didn't see him here? If that were the case, I guess he would have to die here in battle.

As for whether Yu Zhenlong and the others would leave the city to respond after seeing him under the city, Ma Mingfeng really didn't consider it. He was 100% sure that if he saw it, Yu Zhenlong would definitely lead his army out of the city to respond.

Seeing Yu Zhenlong arrive, Ma Mingfeng was immediately excited. He quickly led his guards to Yu Zhenlong and said softly: "Brother, this time it's thanks to you."

Yu Zhenlong smiled at Ma Mingfeng and said, "What are you saying? The last generation was cultivated by the adults. Without the adults, how could there be a strong camp in the people? How could there be a last generation today? The last generation has the kindness of knowing the last generation, and the last generation should repay the death of the last generation!"

Then Yu Zhenlong ordered the soldiers to change their formations, allowing Ma Mingfeng and others to go towards the city gate, and he personally led the rear guards.

How could Ma Mingfeng agree to this? He just asked Chen Yongfu and others to go to the city gate, but he stood side by side with Yu Zhenlong and was the back of the army.

Chen Yongfu thought he would die this time, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, the city gate was opened and an army left the city to respond. This army turned out to be the Minzhuang camp under the command of the prefect.

To be honest, Chen Yongfu originally looked down on the civilian camp, because militia-like teams are generally representative of poor military discipline and low combat power. These troops are often used to transport food, grass and supplies, escort prisoners, clean up the battlefield, and build camps.

But now it was precisely these teams that he looked down upon to go out of the city to rescue him, and the regular soldiers did not dare to show up at all, which made him feel a little incredible.

In fact, it was not just Chen Yongfu who felt incredible? Even the leader of the rebel army here, Tian Jianxiu felt unbelievable. If it were not for the leader of the other party, Tian Jianxiu would have no idea that these soldiers were actually the people's camp.

Because these soldiers are well-equipped and full of energy, they have nothing to do with the word "minister-super" no matter how they look at it.

However, Tian Jianxiu doesn't care about what kind of troops the other party is now. He can't watch these teams swagger open the city gate and rescue people. If this is the case, he will be too embarrassing.

Tian Jianxiu had a cold face and directly ordered an attack on the other side. There are now more than 5,000 elite infantrymen in his battalion, and the opponent has at most two. He believes that even one-on-two elite infantrymen, who are experienced in many battles, are more than one-on-two, let alone just two thousand?

The soldiers under Tian Jianxiu all had the same idea, so they bravely fought forward because of their desire to make contributions.

These soldiers could clearly see that the soldiers on the opposite side had a pale face, their bodies were trembling, and they looked very scared. It seemed that these were indeed new recruits, and they probably had never been on the battlefield.

However, surprisingly, although scared, the recruits did not take a step back and gritted their teeth and stood firm.

"Hehe, it's a bit interesting." Both Tian Jianxiu and his soldiers were happy. They knew that these enemy recruits did not dare to retreat because of discipline, but they believed that when they suffered casualties, discipline was simply a layer of paper, and even worse than paper.

As a result, the distance between these infantry and the Ming military and civilian camps became shorter and shorter, one hundred steps, ninety steps, seventy steps, fifty steps...

The elite boys under Tian Jianxiu were all very happy. They were about to make contributions and wiped out more than 2,000 people. This record was not bad, and at least a few taels of silver rewards could be obtained.

However, at this moment, with the waving of a flag, the new recruits skillfully took out an iron guy from their waists, gently pulled the pull ring open, and then threw it forward in an orderly manner...

"What is this?" The deficiencies were all very strange. Was the other party fantasized about using an iron ball to hurt himself? This was really funny.

However, Tian Jianxiu was a well-informed and knowledgeable general. When he saw this scene, he immediately felt something was wrong. Then he thought of a weapon and couldn't help but shout: "Do away quickly, this should be a thunderclap!"

"Sky Thunder?" The soldiers were all shocked after hearing this. At that time, there were two types of storm. One was to ignite with fire and launch it into a distance with a catapult to explode. The other was to ignite with fire and explode on the spot. No matter which type it was, it was a gunpowder explosion weapon, which was quite powerful, and the other party threw so many of them at once. If they really exploded, they would probably suffer heavy casualties!

"But the thunder exploded after being ignited with fire, but the iron lump in the other party's hand did not need to be ignited. This is really weird."

However, these soldiers of the rebel army had only time to think of this. Before they could react, they heard loud bangs. The soldiers were overturned by waves of air, and then screams came. The ground was suddenly filled with flesh and blood, and all kinds of broken limbs were filled with flesh. This tragic look was like hell on earth.

Tian Jianxiu, who was behind, suddenly his eyes widened when he saw this scene. He could not imagine that the other party would have caused such heavy casualties to his side. Judging from this situation, it is estimated that in this round of explosion, his five thousand soldiers would have suffered at least half of the casualties.

Even Chen Yongfu opened his mouth wide when he saw this scene. He looked at the Minzhuang Camp, which was still tender in front of him with an incredible look on his face, and silently thought: "This is really a Minzhuang Camp? But how do you give people the feeling that this is actually a Shenji Camp?"
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