When the sky shone again, Meng Kai, who was able to break out in the dark at night, found that there were only less than forty people left by his side; and several bloody new wounds were added to him.

However, there were more and more government troops encountered on the battlefield, and fewer and fewer rebels could join; obviously, due to the gap in numbers between the two sides, the situation became increasingly unfavorable to the rebels. When he was entangled by an official army again, he suddenly saw the lineup in the northwest corner behind the official army was in chaos and fled in all directions.

He immediately rushed to the northwest corner with his men and horses, and then saw a man coming, but his brother Meng Juehai took the lead. A pair of big swords shone white light in the smoke and dust at dusk, invincible.

Then, the government army in the southeast corner was also killed and opened a gap. There were about 300 cavalrymen, and the leader was another brave general of the Renjun, Yuan Yan. He saw that he was wielding an iron whip in his hand, and the officials who were close to the bones were making a bloody path.

Then, in the distance where Meng Qi saw, there were still many Baotou figures coming faintly.

......

In front of Zhang Zhen, the bandits trapped in the city had already shrunk by half, and the original ochre flag and yellow-headed coach flag were gone, while the remaining bandits were easily persevered under the "Shang" banner.

At this moment, Zhang Zi became more and more calm. He was deeply impatient about the reason why many trapped beasts were still fighting, but he definitely would not give the other party more opportunities to take advantage of at the last moment of his impending success because he was too eager to make progress.

It can be seen at a glance that the camp troops led by Zhang Zhen were indeed well-trained and well-equipped. On the relatively open flat ground under the city, these people and horses always advance steadily in a semi-encirclement situation. The cavalry was arranged on the two wings, the infantry was walking in the middle, and there were also jumping teams wearing iron armor in front of the infantry, with bows and crossbows at the end and shooting continuously.

I saw flags flying, wars stirring, arrows flying all over the sky, guns, swords and halberds flashing coldly in the afterglow of the morning light. These orderly and patient official troops are gradually eroding and weakening the remaining troops of the thief's formation through repeated battles.

However, these thieves who fought all night were not to be outdone. Most of them led their bows with a few large baggage chariots and dry moats as cover and positions, and slowly retreated in batches. They used stones and arrows to throw a lineup, and let the official army attack a few feet away from the wall first, and were pushed out with full elasticity.

But Zhang Zhen believed that as long as he arranged to clear the people in the city to fight on the walls here and attacked them from a high place, the remaining four or five thousand soldiers with incomplete armor would not be of any good reason. However, the frontal offensive and pressure should still be maintained.

So after a moment of pause, the left wing in the encirclement started with the war drums and the sound of killing. The cavalry and infantry of the Huainan camp robbed the moat from here one after another.

However, when this dry moat was settled, it was discovered that the problems were only two or three feet deep, some were four or five feet deep, and even one person deep; some were shaky in the slope, and some were very steep. When the government army crossed halfway, the troops were chaotic and crowded, and only those who did not come were still maintaining a strict lineup.

The thief army on the opposite side seemed to be waiting for this rare fighter plane. One of them was wearing a thief general wearing a bunch of horses and riding a colorful horse and rushed out quickly. The war drums of the thief suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a row of arrows were shot at the official army on the city and shouted loudly! Four or five hundred infantry men in fine armor rushed into the moat with four or five hundred exquisitely-clad infantry following him. The horse's hooves were stomping and swords flashed. The official army that had already poured into the moat, and in an instant, could not resist being killed into a world of flesh and blood.

Even Guo Rang, the military commander of the Huainan camp who was leading the moat, couldn't help but panic on the spot, especially when the thief general rushed to him and surrounded him and a few personal soldiers and generals in the core, a thought of "I'm going to rest assured" flashed through his mind.

But then, the rain of arrows that splashed in the melee community between the thieves and the government army turned the situation again; compared with the well-protected and uniformly dressed in uniform, even if most of the government troops jumped around after being caught in the arrow; the ragged thieves were much more miserable, almost falling one after another in a pool of blood like cut rice and wheat, and then trampled by the government troops coming up.

In addition, Guo asked the soldiers and personal soldiers from both sides to fight to the death, and the people behind him flocked to the main road to rescue the front team. He quickly stood firm on the edge of the moat and repelled the counter-offensive momentum of the thief. In the end, only more than a hundred generals of the thief were able to return to the formation.

"This is the tyrant's powerful general, Shang Rang, who claims to be the deputy general manager... "

Zhang Zi said interestingly.

However, the continued melee was unprecedentedly fierce. Although these thieves were getting fewer and fewer, they finally had counterattacks. In particular, the deputy general manager Shang Rang used a small number of cavalry to act quickly, and cooperated with the infantry and archers to split and merge. Sometimes he rushed towards the infantry on the middle line, and sometimes suddenly took the lead in the central army. Once he had already seized the vanguard battle flag of the official army, and was taken back by the official army in a blink of an eye.

However, in the melee, his "Shang" flag was once taken away by a member of Zhang Zhen's commander. However, the thieves tried their best to rob them. Both sides were killed and injured around the banner, but they could not be taken back. When the thieves disappeared, the "Shang" flag suddenly became shaky, and the official army cheered and thought they had won, and shouted everywhere: "The thieves were defeated, the thieves were defeated."

However, Zhang Zi frowned at this moment. Qingshu after the Jiaosheng was also one of the problems of his bringing out these camp soldiers.

Then at this critical moment, Shang Rang rushed over like lightning with more than a dozen generals and generals. For a moment, the official army blockers were invincible and rushed left and right and left to disperse, and the "Shang" flag returned to the hands of the peasant army. The remaining thieves were killed and injured, but when they saw the mud-covered "Shang" flag, a magnificent cheer and shouting of killing erupted, which shocked the official army in the battle.

Asked in an instant, Shang Rang and his more than a dozen brave generals and generals had rushed to Guo Rang, the most prominent military commander of the government army. Guo Rang saw that he was coming and drove away fiercely. He heard several loud shouts behind him, "Kill you, my mother!", but the flag-holding officer who was walking with him was immediately chopped to death by Shang Rang and grabbed his big flag. For a moment, the officials and soldiers in their troops were shaken and were chopped over from the edge of the moat by the following thieves.

"Come on, fly fireballs and fire thorns...."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zi calmed down and ordered.

Then, paper balls wrapped in sulfur and arsenic on the arrows on the crossbow, as well as log balls lit with countless sharp thorns covered with grease, were instantly pushed past the formation and fell into the remaining thief battle formation.

As the flames and poisonous smoke followed one after another, the thieves who fought in formation could no longer hold on and disperse one after another. At this time, a warning call came from afar.

"Is there another thief who came to help again? It's a pity that it's too late..."

Zhang Zi said without even turning his head.

"Routinely send people waiting for the outside world to intercept and ambush them nearby..."

After a while, the alarm sounded again but it was closer.

"Is it really useless? I'll intercept the troops from my own team in one step."

At this time, Zhang Zi frowned and continued to order.

"The headquarters will do its best to encircle and annihilate the enemy in front of you, and do not let the leader of the thief escape...."

Then he thought about it and added

"Then the orders to guard the troops from south and west to quickly move closer to our own formation and prepare to support the battle to clear the enemy's power in the city."

Then after a while, the alarm number sounded closer, and followed by the figures of the retreating partial masters.

"Not good, Zhang Haojiu... The yellow thief led the crowd to kill him... There are so many thieves all over the mountains and fields..."

Then a blood-covered general was paid to him.

"Yellow thief, where did the yellow thief come from? Didn't Huang Ni have already been defeated and fled abroad? Isn't the remaining formation right in front of us?"

Zhang Zi was suddenly a little shocked, and then he turned into a kind of horror with an ugly face, and shouted loudly.

"Where is Chang Xianfeng..."

"Isn't Chang Xianfeng no longer in the formation?"

Someone immediately responded.

"broken..."

Zhang Zi's heart suddenly felt violent throbbing and alarm sounded wildly...
Chapter completed!