The broken limbs, the corpses sank to the ground, and the yellow land was stained with red brown blood. Under the scorching sun, a war at the foot of Xiaohefeng Mountain had just ended.

This is the first battle between Zhang Shu and Yu Jie and Manichi.

Xiaohefeng was less than fifty miles away from Lianzhou City. Neither Zhang Shu nor Yu Jie expected that the rebellious Manichaeus people in Lianzhou would take the initiative to attack the imperial army that came to suppress the rebellion, and they had planned to ambush them.

When the flying arrows flew out sparsely from the woods on both sides of the avenue with a roar, and the rolling stones falling from the mountain suddenly fell into the moving army, Zhang Shu and Yu Jie were both confused.

The army's vanguard suddenly had a riot. The soldiers who had just trained for more than a month were scattered to avoid arrows falling from the sky and huge rocks rolling on the mountain. Fortunately, both the arrows and the huge rocks rolling on the mountain seemed to be very accurate. Except for a few unlucky guys who happened to be shot into the vital points by arrows and were hit by the huge rocks that could not be avoided, the sparse arrows and huge rocks caused only hundreds of casualties to the five thousand vanguard army.

However, it was fine if the arrow was shot to death. The person hit by the huge rocks had become a ball of red, white, green, and yellow blood mud mixed in the soil, stimulating the already fragile hearts of the soldiers who had never seen blood. In addition, the wounded soldiers who were shot and killed by the shooting, broke their arms and legs, and the five thousand soldiers in the vanguard camp were trembling, like frightened chicks, running desperately, throwing the armor and weapons in their hands all over the ground.

If Zhang Shu had not arrived at the Forward Battalion with two hundred Beiwei Army in time and killed more than ten panic soldiers who even took off their armor and wanted to escape in the battle, this small ambush would have completely collapsed the entire Forward Battalion.

Just when the Forward Camp was still in amazement, countless shouts came from the dense forests on both sides of the avenue, and countless figures ran out of the dense forest, waving the things in their hands, and their eyes were red, towards the Zhang Shu army, who was rioting on the avenue.

Zhang Shu didn't know how many people there were, and he didn't have time to care about how many of them were. But looking at the countless figures running out of the dense forest, as if facing countless enemies who killed their father, Zhang Shu suddenly felt a little lost.

Among the crowds that rushed out, except for a few who could understand some armors in the style of wing soldiers. Most of the rest were wearing ordinary farmers' clothes, holding hoes, kitchen knives, and even wooden sticks and sticks. These people seemed to have just come out of the fields, including old and young, male and female.

Although I had known that it was the Manichaeism's delusion and rebellion, when I saw these group of people wearing red eyes and wearing ordinary people's clothes, holding simple weapons in their hands, Zhang Shu rushed over for a while without any action.

If Yu Jie had not arrived in a hurry from leading the central army, perhaps Zhang Shu and others' ambitious plan to quell the rebellion would have ended in a crushing defeat before reaching Lianzhou.

The army of more than 20,000 people, perhaps only Yujie has truly gone to the battlefield and seen the scene of blood and fire.

In fact, it was not just the shaking soldiers. Even though the Beiwei Army did not tremble in the same way as the shaking soldiers because of its usual strict training, they looked at the Manichaean people running towards them with simple weapons in their hands, and they were sweating coldly and swallowed unconsciously.

Looking at the Manichae church rushing up, Yu Jie knew that there was not enough time to go with Zhang Shu Moji. He raised his foot and kicked the lost Zhang Shu to the ground, and said, "Is this the Beiwei Army? You have lost all the face of the lord. If you don't want to die, just suppress the army! After saying this, Yu Jie pulled out his waist knife and shouted loudly: "The Beiwei Army will obey the orders, and the generals will obey the orders, and take the generals as the center, kill me, and get a head of the Manichae mob, reward one tael of silver, ten heads, and promotion to one level. Fifty people will personally ask you for titles before the placing the envoy."

After all, the Beiwei Army is different from the soldiers and soldiers. Originally, Yu Jie's words "This is the Beiwei Army" were already blushing and ashamed. Seeing that Yu Jie's scholar was so brave, they all shouted and rushed forward closely after Yu Jie.

As for the soldiers in the wing, there must be brave men above the rewards, not to mention that Yu Jie and others were already in front of them, and they all had red eyes and followed Yu Jie without any rules to meet the Manichae church members.

Under Xiaohe Peak, there was a scene of hell on earth.

The Manichae church members may be far more brave than the soldiers, but in the end they are just ordinary people. Most people may be the first time in their lives to fight with people with knives, axes, sticks and other tools. That's right, they are fighting to the death, rather than fighting on the street.

Although the soldiers of the wings have never been on the battle formation, they are regular soldiers of the court after all, and have been rigorously trained by Zhang Shu and others in Beiwei Army. They are far more than those that ordinary people who are temporarily motivated by the Manichaeists with their doctrines.

The Yu Jie and Bei Wei Army were used as vanguards in front, splitting countless blood waves along the way. With Yu Jie's heavy reward, the soldiers who temporarily aroused morale quickly gained the upper hand. The Manichae church members retreated step by step, which made the morale of the soldiers soar. Only then did they realize that they were all scared themselves. When they saw blood, they listened to the fighting sounds in the sky, and thought of the white silver in their hearts, and they all rushed like tigers.

After all, the doctrine can only temporarily inspire courage with the armed thoughts, but in the end it can't resist the full armed training and the soldiers under heavy rewards.

From the foot of Xiaohefeng Mountain, Yu Jie and others followed the Manichae church members who were fleeing in a panic and struck to a place that was only thirty miles away from Lianzhou City before stopping. It was not that they didn't want to continue chasing, but that they really couldn't run anymore. For more than twenty miles, countless corpses were left. There were no wounded soldiers, and the corpses were all headless.

Because Yu Jie said it very clearly that one ounce of silver at the head level is promoted to one rank, and fifty ranks at the head level, and the pacifier will ask for a title in front of the account.

Even soldiers wearing armored soldiers had no heads. Needless to think, they must have been chopped up by their own people to charge.

After stopping, Yujie, who was covered in blood, he found that except for the Beiwei Army beside him, the remaining soldiers and soldiers who could keep up with him, each of them had at least two or three blood-stained heads on his waist, and there were more than ten, and there were even more.

"Calculate the heads and register the book. I will ask the appeasement envoy for you and give me a reward."

My whole body was sore and split like the steps of Yu climbing out of the blood pool. One sentence immediately attracted cheers all over the mountains.
Chapter completed!