Chapter 1237

Liaodong, early August, clear sky, ten thousand miles without clouds.

The army that had been stationed for half a month was finally ready to move.

And in ancient times, marching and fighting, the most feared thing was heavy rain.

Because this would not only lead to difficulties in transporting grain and grass, but also cause soldiers to develop sores on their feet, unable to move.

Fortunately, after the last battle victory, they captured quite a few cattle, sheep, and baggage, otherwise, with these thirty thousand people isolated outside, Zhang Cheng was really afraid that Dai Shan would charge over and take them away in one wave!

With the number of soldiers under his command increasing to over five thousand, Zhang Cheng could be considered to have entered the ranks of mid-level generals!

But the reason Feng Tang and the others were so generous, letting him lead the army alone, was because he was fierce!

Three hundred men, he dared to charge Dai Shan. This gives him five thousand men, wouldn't he be fearless even if Nurhaci came?

While adjusting the structure of the army, Zhang Cheng integrated over a hundred Krieg into his command.

For the establishment of five hundred people, Zhang Cheng left over fifty in Jin Ling and brought the rest with him.

The army advanced, the Black Dragon Flag dancing in the wind in the air, symbolizing the Water Virtue power of the Great Gan Dynasty.

Wearing a civil and military robe, Zhang Cheng wrapped a green shirt outside his armor, appearing like a Confucian general.

But in the eyes of Feng Tang and the others, this was just the young man's disguise!

After all, what Confucian general could behead the general and seize the flag, killing Dai Shan until he shouted "get my blade" one second and "save me" the next!

Riding on his horse, Zhang Cheng bit on a cigarette holder, furrowing his brows continuously.

Because this march was too quiet, even the battle situation showed no ambush at all.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng could not help but turn his head: "Brother Wei, go and have Cao Wenzhao come over!"

"Yes, Uncle!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Jia Wei hurriedly nodded.

However, looking at Jia Wei, Zhang Cheng was serious: "How many times have I said it, in the army, call me 'Plant', don't call me Uncle!"

"Yes, General Jia!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Jia Wei immediately had a twitching mouth.

Not long after, when the man named Cao Wenzhao arrived on horseback, he immediately cupped his hands: "General! The end general Cao Wenzhao is here!"

"You have the scouts in the camp head west, with a hundred miles as the limit."

Speaking to Cao Wenzhao, Zhang Cheng looked at this famous man in front of him and could not help but smile.

Because no one expected that in this army of "waves washing the sand," there was really gold!

Cao Wenzhao appeared under his command, doesn't that mean Cao Bianjiao couldn't run away either?

Thinking that he still had such great generals under his command, Zhang Cheng felt a burst of happiness in his heart.

"A hundred miles? Could it be that the General is afraid of a Mongol surprise attack?"

Hearing the direction Zhang Cheng asked him to send scouts, Cao Wenzhao immediately thought of something.

"Just in case, after all, outside the pass is not our territory!"

Speaking to Cao Wenzhao, Zhang Cheng was serious!

"Yes, General, the end general will arrange it now!"

Riding away, Zhang Cheng looked at Cao Wenzhao's back and immediately touched his chin: "He is so young, should I arrange for a woman from the clan to marry him?"

"Uncle, are you also good at matchmaking?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Jia Wei's face showed a surprised expression.

"How many times have I said it, call me 'Plant', call me 'Plant'! Why do you never listen!"

Looking at Jia Wei earnestly, Zhang Cheng could not help but become serious.

"Got it, Plant Jia!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with no good air, Jia Wei felt that his uncle had changed.

Glancing at the speechless Jia Wei, Zhang Cheng rode his horse forward, his face full of arrogance.

When he was a company commander, Jia Wei called him uncle; now that he was a General of Wu De, he still called him uncle. Wouldn't his General of Wu De be in vain?

Chaoyang, thirty thousand troops were currently gathered under the city walls.

Flags fluttering, morale like a rainbow.

After defeating Dai Shan in one battle, the Great Gan soldiers were now full of arrogance.

They are just Jurchen, they haven't fought them before. No matter how powerful they are, weren't they slaughtered through by their General of Wu De with three hundred men!

Before the high platform, Feng Tang looked at the city walls in front of him, his eyes furrowed tightly.

Because if they were to attack, whether his thirty thousand men could get up was a problem.

Although the Jurchen were not good at defending the city, the problem was, even if they weren't good at defending, with such high city walls, even if the other party put a pig in command, it would work!

"How about, let's blow them up twice first!"

Looking at Feng Tang's tangled expression, Jiang Zining spoke seriously.

"At this point, that's all we can do!"

Hearing Jiang Zining's words, Feng Tang immediately made up his mind.

A quarter of an hour later, over ten cannons were pulled out and appeared in front of the army formation. But after the gunners operated them, both sides became silent, because due to the continuous heavy rain, the cannonballs were damp.

"Damn it?"

Wearing a civil and military robe, Zhang Cheng could not help but turn into a rough person.

Because if he were the main general, the soldiers responsible for management, from top to bottom, would all be hung on the flagpole by him.

Are you fighting a war? Your cannons suddenly misfire, what the hell are you fighting with?

Standing on the city wall, Dai Shan looked at the scene below and could not help but slap the wall and laugh, his eyes full of mockery.

And just at this moment, Zhang Cheng looked at the sinking morale and immediately spurred his horse forward, waving the Six-Harmony Great Spear: "Jurchen thieves, I am the Liaodong Commissioner Jia Jue, who dares to come out of the city and fight to the death!"

Accompanied by Zhang Cheng's roar, the soldiers behind him also roared.

Looking at the waves of sound, Dai Shan's eyes were ruthless: "Who among you is willing to go and slaughter this monster!"

Hearing Dai Shan say this, the Niruhui all fell silent.

Because this wasn't a question of who would leave the city, but who was planning to go and die!

Hadn't they seen how fierce Zhang Cheng was? Leaving the city now, is there any difference from seeking death?

"Brother, patience is the key to success!"

Looking at Dai Shan, the Niruhui beside him spoke earnestly.

"Oh, you even understand this!"

Looking at the Niruhui in surprise, Dai Shan was surprised.

"The slave also reads books often!"

Explaining to Dai Shan, the Niruhui immediately smiled.

But under the city wall, Zhang Cheng saw that no one had responded to him for a long time, so he immediately spurred his horse forward and took out the five-stone great bow hanging on his side.

In ancient times, the standard of a one-stone bow was about 120 jin, and two stones could already be called a warrior. Three stones were in the category of fierce generals.

Five stones could no longer be simply called a bow; this is a sniper rifle!

Bending the bow and nocking the arrow, Zhang Cheng aimed at Dai Shan on the city wall, his eyes condensing continuously.

And just when Dai Shan saw Zhang Cheng rushing not far from the city wall, he was immediately astonished: "What is he doing?"

"Bad, Brother, he is aiming at you!"

Hearing Dai Shan's words, the sharp-eyed Niruhui immediately roared.

"Boom!"

Two fingers released the bowstring, and the arrow instantly made a sharp whistling sound.

Staring at this scene in astonishment, Dai Shan never expected that from two or three hundred paces away, Zhang Cheng still wanted to kill him.

"Brother, be careful!"

Pouncing forward and pushing Dai Shan down, the Niruhui who stepped forward was instantly pierced, his body carried away by the powerful force.

Just as blood spilled all over the ground, everyone saw that the Niruhui had already been nailed to the wall.

Watching this scene in terror, Dai Shan roared: "Shoot, shoot, shoot him to death for me!"

"Brother, this is no longer a distance that ordinary archers can reach!"

Comforting Dai Shan, the Niruhui who stepped forward felt lingering fear.

Because it was fortunate he didn't go down; if he had left the city, he would have returned to the White Mountain and Black Water in three seconds!

"Ten thousand victories!"

Raising the long bow in his hand, Zhang Cheng roared.

"Ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories!"

Watching Zhang Cheng at the front of the battle formation, who had nailed the Niruhui with one arrow, the soldiers also roared.

"Brother Ziteng, your nephew, is he human?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Jiang Zining turned his head in disbelief.

And hearing Jiang Zining's words, Wang Ziteng also had a twitching mouth, because he also felt that this thing was not human!

Dai Shan: Liu Bang's fear, I understand deeply!

Liu Bang: This isn't nerfed, can it still be played?

(End of chapter)