As September begins, cold frost and snow begin to float in most parts of Shanxi. The cold wind from Siberia is as cruel as a knife. The ferocious beasts in the forest are cats, and they dare not face the terrifying power of nature.

However, this did not stop the migrant army from attacking.

Northern Shanxi.

Under Ningwu Pass.

The dusk was gradually lowering, but the huge refugee army formation still had no intention of stopping, and continued to launch their seventh wave of offensive today.

"Woo~~Woo~~"

Accompanied by the intense sound of the horns, five or six thousand hungry vanguards, wrapped in the coercion of more than a thousand old camps of refugees behind them, stepped on the corpses everywhere, and shouted and roared in the cold wind like a knife, burning all the energy in their bodies, and attacked Ningwu Pass like a tide.

"Haha, I can't hold on to it, they can't hold on! I passed my military order, and today the first person to break the city will be promoted to three levels and will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!"

In front of the refugee army, under the flying flags, Hao Yaoqi's elegant armor was covered with a fur vest, as if he was a nouveau riche wearing a marten in later generations. He was smoking a dry tobacco while laughing unrestrainedly.

"Mr. Hao has an order. Those who are the first to break the city will be promoted to the third level and will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!"

"Mr. Hao has an order. Those who are the first to break the city will be promoted to three levels and will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver..."

The personal guards around him quickly passed his orders to the front, which made the already violent and irritable hungry people even more violent, their voices were hoarse, and they rushed forward even harder.

The migrant army's attack method of "big waves to wash away the sand" seems inhumane, but history has proved that this is a very effective and extremely fast training method.

When the refugee army recruited hungry people, they always refused everyone, just a person who brought the handle.

This leads to a mixture of fish and dragons, and the quality is uneven.

But they have not blocked the road to ascendance. As long as you have the ability, can kill enemies, and can make contributions, you will be promoted and made money, step on others' heads, and even be accepted as the core.

In addition, the huge power of the migrant army at this time, even if they are timid, they will be passionate and want to use their lives to fight for their future.

"Hehe, Hao Yaoqi is a good guy."

In the middle of the army, Liu Zongmin looked at Hao Yaoqi like a rough man's embroidery, accurately controlling the rhythm of the audience, and couldn't help but smile and nod.

He originally didn't want to come to Ningwu Pass. After all, it was too cold and it kept snowing. He didn't want to suffer this. The direction of Baoding on the Eastern Front is much better than that in Shanxi.

But Zhou Yuji insisted on two more days more than he expected, which made Liu Zongmin entertained, so he came to see who the Ming general who had blocked the rebel army for seven or eight days was.

"Haha, what you said is very true. I have only recently discovered that this guy looks like a rash man, but he is thick and thin. In time, he may become a pillar of my rebel army."

Gao Yigong laughed beside him.

Although he had relatives with Li Zicheng, he understood Liu Zongmin's position at this time. Facing Liu Zongmin, he could only laugh and please him.

However, even though the skill of the first grade of high school is good, Liu Zongmin quickly captured the emotion of the first grade of high school and hurriedly said, "Old Gao, this is also your keen eye to recognize the beads. If you hadn't used to wipe out the sharpness of Yu Ji this week, Hao Yaoqi wouldn't have felt so comfortable today."

Gao Yigong felt a lot more relieved when he heard this, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "Well, my military military service still depends on you..."

Just as Liu Zongmin and Gao Yigong were chatting freely and began to distribute their post-war interests nakedly, Zhou Yuji, the new army and the remaining army, reached the last moment on the head of Ningwu Pass.

"Brothers, hold on, hold on, drive these thieves down. Let's drink broth and eat steamed buns tonight!"

"Third brother, third brother!! Ah - dog thing, I'm fighting with you!"

"Put your head and be careful..."

"Second son..."

"Master, Master, you can't go up front..."

There are everywhere on the top of the city

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Corpse, even though many of them were frozen, there were still more fresh corpses, and the hot blood broke through the cold and surged everywhere.

Under the city, on the frozen moat, the migrant army no longer used ladders. They directly used corpses and a small amount of sand and soil bags to pile up several large slopes and could rush up directly.

Even though there were many mottled and complicated corpses of the refugee army in the corpses, there were much more corpses of the Ming army than the red mandarin duck war jacket, the number of refugee soldiers was too large. Zhou Yuji's troops were originally remnants of the new army, and the logistics supply could not keep up. After fighting for the whole day, even if Zhou Yuji was charming, he was already at the end of his strength.

"kill!"

"Over there, Zhou Yuji is there!"

"Haha, brothers, fight! After killing Zhou Yuji, everyone will be promoted and made a fortune!"

"Crash, kill Zhou Yuji..."

At this time, as elite troops from the refugee army rushed up on several earth slopes and broke out into a large area of ​​space, the situation quickly triggered a chain reaction, and countless people followed him up and rushed straight to Zhou Yuji's commanding flag.

"Master, no, I can't stand it anymore, let's take a step back..."

Zhou Yuji's personal military camp had long been regarded as a reserve team and was about to fight all. At this time, there were only 7 or 8 people around him, but everyone was injured and was not good at it.

Seeing that the refugee army was already rushing towards this side, Zhou Yuji was still yelling and rushing towards that side. The personal soldiers beside him hurriedly hugged him tightly to prevent him from being impulsive.

Several of the personal soldiers were also tearful.

In this battle, it was not that they did not do their best, nor that they did not try their best. It was because the disparity between the enemy and us was too big...

There are only five or six thousand people, but they are equipped with food and grass, but they have to face the army of more than 100,000 people directly...

If it weren't for personal experience, who would have dared to believe it?

"Let me go!"

"Let me go!"

Zhou Yuji roared like a tiger, and suddenly broke away from the personal commander: "We have received the emperor's kindness in the world. At this time, we are loyal to the country and coexist with the city. How can we escape? Men, let me kill the enemy!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed forward.

Zhou Yuji really had no choice at this time.

Just this morning, the emperor commended his meritorious decree for defending the city. It was just now that he could not break through even if he wanted to break through.

Zhou Yuji's hometown is in Liao, and he belongs to the lowest-level military household. He climbed up with his military achievements.

However, the complexity of Liao land was that he had no foundation, even if Liao land was his hometown, he had no way to go up. He had no choice but to leave his hometown.

I thought this would be the case in my life, and it was the past in a daze, but I didn't expect that the refugee army invaded Shanxi and gave him such the best opportunity.

He did seize this opportunity and went straight to Tianting. His name has been talked about by the emperor and the big guys almost every day these days.

However, just like when he was in his hometown in Jinzhou, the situation in Shanxi is no longer much easier than that in Liao.

He has no foundation at all, no strong support...

Blood courage can support it for a while, but how can it support it for a lifetime?

After exhausting his accumulation in Shanxi over the years, the situation is no longer under his control.

"Kill the thief! Kill!"

Zhou Yuji was really brave. Even though he was in his forty or exhausted, he was still agile after rushing into the hideous refugee army formation. He cut down three or four people in succession. He kicked the elite of the old camp of the refugee army to the ground by him and hit the city wall. His front teeth were broken, and his face was suddenly covered in blood and screaming in pain.

"Dog thing, you're looking for death!"

"puff--"

These elite soldiers of the refugee army were all war-prone soldiers and had been raising their energy for a long time. He had just kicked over the old camp soldiers here. Next to him, someone's spear stabbed into his right armpit, and he was holding a steady, accurate and ruthless person!

“Um…”

Zhou Yuji's tired body suddenly stiffened. He wanted to say something, but he felt a tumbling in his trachea.

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Something was rushing out quickly, and he coughed repeatedly.

But he still forced himself to turn his head with difficulty, wanting to see what the thief who killed him looked like.

"Fuck your mother's grandson, you dare to look at your grandfather!"

"Swish!"

The elite migrant army did not buy his account at all. They reacted very quickly and directly abandoned the spear in their hands, pulled out the sword from their waists with his backhand, and slashed hard, and slashed directly at Zhou Yuji's neck.

“…”

Suddenly, blood splattered, Zhou Yuji died with his eyes open, and his head was still subconsciously watching the elite migrant army...

The elite migrant army ignored him at all, laughing so hard that Zhou Yuji's still hot blood splattered his face and body. He suddenly lifted Zhou Yuji's head and raised it high above his head: "The enemy general Zhou Yuji is dead, haha, the official dog is finished!"

"oh--"

"Mr. Zhang is mighty and powerful!"

"Big Sutra, thousands of victories..."

A shocking wave suddenly broke out in the battle formation of the refugee army, cheering and about to destroy the sky.

How dare the remaining Ming army fight? Many people even threw away their weapons, only to regret that their parents gave birth to two legs and were crying and running away.

"Long live the King of Breaking..."

"Long live the great success..."

Between the tiny snowflakes, there were only the surging and storm of the refugee army's hormones remaining on the towering Ningwu Pass.

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To be continued...