Huang Gai was fucked by Zhuge Liang once, and his beard was burned mostly. Wouldn't he be angry?

So compared to whether he could obtain the first climb to Zigui City, what Huang Gai wanted was Zhuge Liang's head of the neck.

Huang Gai didn't know Zhuge before, and he didn't know if Zhuge was in Zigui City, but with his years of experience in the battle formation, he felt that there seemed to be a sense of familiarity in Zigui City, which was dangerous and fatal.

Huang Gai even had some doubts whether Zhuge Liang had set up some traps in Zigui City or was planning to burn the city again?

But are there no people in Zigui City?

Or maybe the Cavalry Army no longer cares about these Zigui people?

To a certain extent, Huang Gai even hoped that Zhuge Liang would burn the city once, because most of the ordinary people were very stupid. They would only see and think of these things in front of them. As long as Zhuge Liang dared to burn the city, Huang Gai would have a way to snatch the hearts of the people who came to the world!

Things like people's hearts are useful, but they find it useful when needed, but they say it is useless. The ruling class thinks it is annoying most of the time...

For the ruling class of the feudal dynasty, the "people's heart" in their hearts is actually like a night incense bucket. Because whether it is the officials or political leaders of these feudal dynasties, their starting point is not for the people, but for the people to use them to do something that benefits them themselves.

Huang Gai was looking forward to the troops he sent around him, and he was indeed almost behind Zigui...

More than ten miles north of Zigui, Huang Bing was moving forward with more than a thousand soldiers carefully. Huang Bing had to be careful. On the one hand, he was actually not very familiar with mountain and forest combat. On the other hand, he also knew that there were a group of soldiers and horses under the cavalry who were good at fighting in the mountains and forests.

If he met the other soldiers who were good at fighting in the mountains in the woodland valley, then Huang Bian was likely not only unable to complete the task, but also may suffer severe damage.

If the ordinary Jiangdong soldiers were severely injured, Huang Bing said it didn't matter, but a large part of the soldiers he brought now were Huang's private soldiers. If they suffered too much damage and failed to win in the end, then Huang...

Jiangdong is very chaotic.

This chaos does not mean how bad Jiangdong is on the surface. In fact, Jiangdong is still a good place among the current Han Dynasty. At least the climate of the small glacier did not affect the Jiangdong area much. In addition, the development of the Jiangdong area is far lower than that of the Central Plains, so even after so many people in the Eastern Jin Dynasty moved south, Jiangdong did not have various involuntaries caused by too many people.

The chaos in Jiangdong is the chaos among the ruling class.

Unconsciously, the Sun family has completed the transformation of three forms of pioneers, successors and compromisers from Sun Jian to Sun Ce, and then from Sun Ce to Sun Quan. Now, once the compromiser starts to compromise, he will lose the courage of pioneers and successors. Sun Quan thought he was very brave, but in fact he was very cowardly and didn't even dare to turn over the table.

The more Sun Quan was reluctant to give up the cups and bowls on the table, he was naturally seen through and seen through by the Jiangdong gentry, and then he began to pinch Sun Quan's balls and talk. At the beginning, he just squeezed it secretly, and then he just held it in his hand.

In the Three Kingdoms in history, the Sun clan of Jiangdong was able to temporarily unite because of the powerful foreign enemies, fighting a major battle that could boost morale and be praised for thousands of years. But before the Battle of Red Cliff, were there still surrender factions that advocated the enemy's invincibility and simply fell to his knees? Similarly, after the Battle of Red Cliff, when Cao Wei showed up as a defensive due to Cao Cao's old age and no longer had such strong aggressiveness, did Jiangdong work hard to strengthen?

Not.

Instead, due to the intensification of internal conflicts, Jiangdong instantly fell into a state of being unable to do anything and dismantle Taiwan first. Sun Quan wanted to do something, Jiangdong genius was bullshit, Jiangdong genius wanted to do something, Sun Quan was trying to mess with it. By the late Sun Quan period, I am afraid that Sun Quan would have forgotten his dream when he was young, leaving only endless thoughts of authority and jealousy for all lives around him, because the old Sun Quan had no future.

Now, Sun Quan is not old and his dream is still there.

But the problem is that others are getting old.

For example, Huang Gai.

As a member of the ruling class in Jiangdong, Huang Gai worked hard all his life. What was his military career? Is it to dedicate to the great Jiangdong cause? No, after all, Jiangdong's surname is Sun. So now Huang Gai is thinking about putting an end to himself and then finding a way out for his son. Is there any problem?

This idea is fine, the one with the problem is Huang Gai's son.

Huang Gai is a strong general. Although he may not be the first-class person, he is basically correct in saying that he is the leader, endures hardships, kills generals and seizes flags, and bleeds and sweats. However, Huang Gai may not be willing to suffer his son Huang Jie.

If Huang Jie does not endure hardship, how could he have any profound experience in military formations, martial arts, etc.?

Even Zhuge Liang started to grow after he arrived in Sichuan and Shu. The yellow handle, who had never suffered any great pain, suffered a lot during this marching. When he first set off, he was ambitious, but the ambition had disappeared within two days after leaving. It was not that he met some wild men, but that the mountains and forests of Sichuan and Shu were completely different from those of the Wuling area.

Huang Gai often brought Huang Jie to Jiangdong to fight Shanyue, but at that time, there were basically ships on the water as support, so he felt very stable. However, this time he went to the back road of Zigui, on the one hand, the opponent Sichuan soldiers were more fierce than Shanyue, and on the other hand, the interspers were longer.

This is not a matter of one or two more days, but if you are not careful, you may get lost in the mountains and forests!

Huang Gai also knew the danger this time, but now facing the Zigui band of soldiers, the danger is much smaller than that of the Sichuan and Shu soldiers. If you cannot gain some merits in the early stage, the more you get, the harder it will be to get it!

However, no matter how many merits you have, you must have a life. Be careful of sailing for ten thousand years. With this mentality, Huang Jie is step by step and slowly moving forward in the mountains. He asked the scouts to group ten, carefully check the situation within five miles, and not let go of any suspicious places, so as not to be ambushed by the soldiers in Sichuan and Shu Mountains.

It is already autumn now. Although the weather is no longer as hot as summer, it is indeed a suitable climate for entry, the battle robe wearing, wearing armor, walking through the dense woods, and climbing on the mountain roads in the rough area is nothing to do with ease and pleasure.

Huangdian wiped the sweat from his face, looked at the quiet forest in the distance, and sighed worriedly.

He actually regretted it a little.

Are there any other achievements to be made?

Why should you stare at Zigui?

Is it because his father suffered a loss in the Sichuan and Shu army before that he asked him, the son, to win him back some face?

The more you walk, the more tired you get, the more you complain.

What if the retreat route of Zigui Sichuan and Shu army was cut off?

This does not mean that Zigui or Yizhou were captured, and there is still something behind...

When you think of this, the power of the yellow handle is not as abundant as when you first set off.

Just when Huang Jie was a little confused, a scout rushed over, "Young Master! I found a barbarian ahead!"

"Barma?" Huang Bing was stunned, then was startled, and then relieved a little, "Did you see clearly? Is it the Sichuan and Shu army or the mountain barbarians?"

The scout had not answered yet, and another team of scouts rushed forward and came in a hurry, "Young master! There is a Sichuan and Shu army!"

Huang Bian's heart seemed to be lifted up all of a sudden, and even the personal guards around him could hear the sound of his heartbeat.

Huang Jie is not afraid of the Shangshan Barbarians alone, but he has to add the Sichuan and Shu army...

The view in the mountains and forests was very small. When the Jiangdong Army discovered the Sichuan and Shu Army, the Sichuan and Shu Army also discovered the Jiangdong Army.

The sound of war drums and whistles suddenly sounded among the mountains, forests and valleys.

In a blink of an eye, the originally silent forest became murderous intent.

Compared to Huang Bing and others who were somewhat panicked, the Sichuan-Shu soldiers led by Shamoke became much more agile. The barbarians under Shamoke screamed and ran around the woods and bushes, while the Sichuan-Shu Mountain soldiers were in groups of three and five, wandering in the woods silently, just like more than a dozen giant pythons preparing to hunt and strangle the prey in front of them.

『Array! Disperse the array! The shield hand is outside!』

Huang Jie is somewhat smart, and he didn't ask for any neat queues to be listed in the mountains and forests.

But the Shamoke barbarians were even more scattered than them, and even became a supplement to the soldiers of the Sichuan and Shu Mountains. These Shanyue barbarians were originally brave and had a tattoo of vertebrae. They dared to fight with the Jiangdong Army with an iron harpoon in their hands. Now with the logistics support of the cavalry, they put on their armor and replaced them with a sharp sword, and felt even more confident. They seemed to be surrounded by Huangdian and others from all directions. They screamed and rushed out of the bush, slashed with swords, and did not hit a single blow, and did not fight much. They rushed into the other bush and disappeared.

This tactic similar to the jumping soldiers made Jiangdong soldiers who formed the formation a headache. Because they didn't know which direction they should be prepared for. They just turned their weapons to this side, and barbarians jumped out of the other side to kill them, and then turned around. There were barbarians here again. After a few strokes, the original dispersed array really turned into dispersed but not a formation, and they basically took care of their own.

At this moment, the Sichuan and Shu soldiers blew a sharp copper whistle and rushed out in groups of three or five, which made the Jiangdong soldiers overwhelmed. It was too late to form a battle to fight, and in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were chopped down.

The yellow stalk sweated like rain, and was so anxious that he was sweating heavily.

He wanted to tell how many mountain barbarians and Sichuan soldiers were, but the forests were swaying, and the shouts and whistles were intertwined. He could not calculate how many people there were on the other side, nor did he know whether his current number was advantage or disadvantage...

The yellow handle was hesitating, but Shamoke didn't hesitate at all. He targeted the yellow handle, which was obviously dressed differently from the other Jiangdong soldiers.

Shamoke also wants meritorious things, he wants a yellow-handed head. After all, isn’t it natural for people in Shanyue to hate people in Jiangdong?

Shamoko secretly moved into the bushes on the side, then stared at the yellow handle while stomping back, and then jumped out with a whistle. Then his body was like a bow that was pulled apart. He raised the iron rod over his head with both hands, and then smashed it hard towards the yellow handle!

Shamoke suddenly jumped out, scaring Huang Jie, but after all, his family martial arts were still a bit basic. Huang Jie did not retreat but advanced instead of retreating, and kicked his feet hard. While Shamoke's iron rod had not been completely smashed, he quickly pushed it up, trying to use a shield to open Shamoke's iron rod, and at the same time pierced Shamoke's chest and abdomen with the sword in his hand!

Huang Jie's plan is good. If his opponent is an ordinary soldier, he would be injured and killed by Huang Jie. Unfortunately, Shamoko himself is a guy with high talent and strong martial arts. Seeing that he could not hit Huang Jie's first shot, he shook his feet and twisted his waist and let the sword stabbed out by Huang Jie. He did not stop the momentum. He followed the iron rod in his hand on the head of his guard who rushed behind Huang Jie, and immediately smashed his pocket to the point of sank, like a hammered tomato. Juice splashed.

Since Huang Bing and Shamoko were both hedging at high speed, they were about to cross over in an instant.

Huang Jie was about to turn around, but a black shadow suddenly flashed across the corner of her eyes!

Huang Jie shrank his head violently!

Shamoko's fist shaved horizontally from the yellow shank, as if it was a howling sound!

If you were hit by such a punch, you might not be killed, but dizziness is inevitable.

Before the yellow handle stood up, he felt that the back armor tightened, as if he had an iron hoop covered with a blanket!

As the commander of the Shanyue Barbarians, Shamoke is different from the soldiers of Sichuan and Shu that their skills in fists and feet are even easier than using swords and guns. After all, they have started fighting since childhood, and their instincts are sometimes faster than thinking.

Shamoko punched the air and almost instinctively snatched the next one back, just hooking it to the silk ribbon tied to the back of the body of the yellow handle that was interlaced by the cross...

Before the yellow handle could react, he pulled it over with great force, and it suddenly turned dizzy!

"winter!"

The yellow handle was thrown down and the back of his head was hit hard on the ground. Fortunately, he was protected by the cap, otherwise he would have been able to knock the yellow handle fainted in this moment. Even so, the sword in the yellow handle was removed from his hand, and he didn't know where it rolled down. Only the shield on the left forearm was left, because it was tied with a leather rope, so it was still on his arm.

Shamoke screamed in excitement, then swung the iron rod away, swinging the Jiangdong soldiers who were trying to come forward to grab the yellow handle for a little space. Then he swung the iron rod over his head and smashed it directly into the door before the yellow handle had not yet fully gotten up!

The yellow handle was so scared that he was so scared that he quickly rolled to avoid it.

The iron rod fell.

It didn't hit Huang Jie's head, but the splashed sand and gravel spilled Huang Jie's face.

Before Shamoko could lift the iron rod, she stepped forward and wanted to step on it directly, but the yellow handle rolled up again and couldn't step on it.

The surrounding Huang family guards stepped forward frantically, and the Sichuan and Shu soldiers also struggled to withstand it.

Two times fell, Shamoko was stunned and then woke up. Why was he just staring at his head?

If you hit the head, you will die. Could it be that if you hit other places, you won’t die?

His head is small and he is rolling around again, just like hitting a field mouse...

Shamoko yelled, changed his target immediately, lifted the iron rod and smashed the yellow handle's waist and abdomen!

Now I can't escape it. The yellow handle can only fold his hands and push the shield tied to his arm to the top!

"boom!"

The loud sound of the shield being split into pieces was also mixed with a crisp sound of fracture.
To be continued...