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Chapter 2 The Enemy Siege

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    Just as Chen Ziang was thinking about how to survive in this troubled world inside the tent, a majestic and low-pitched horn sounded outside.

    The majestic sound of the horn was like water dripping into a frying pan, and suddenly the lifeless rebel camp boiled up.

    "The dog officers and soldiers are coming, ready to fight!"

    "Everyone gather to the east!"

    A sallow and emaciated messenger galloped past the camp on an equally emaciated warhorse, with a hoarse roar coming from his throat.

    "Damn, there's no end to the frequent attacks!"

    "Stop dawdling, go to the east to assemble!"

    Shouting and cursing sounded one after another in the camp, and the soldiers of the rebel army got out of the tent one after another carrying their weapons, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

    "Brother Chen, is your illness better?"

    The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a thin young man came in with a spear, and asked Chen Ziang with concern.

    "It's almost done."

    Although Chen Ziang felt that his body was a little thin, he stood up and moved his shin, and found that he still had some strength.

    "Brother Chen, if you can't do it, don't hold on. I'll go and tell the hundred generals, and you won't have to fight."

    Thinking of Chen Ziang's dying appearance last night, the boy was also full of concern.

    Chen Ziang knew that it was a blessing or a curse, and that he couldn't avoid the disaster. Since he came to this time and space, it would be better to face the difficulties instead of shrinking back. He smiled at the young man with nothing to worry about.

    "I'm fine, let's go and gather."

    He picked up a long knife next to the straw mat, as if he had found the feeling of being in the army again.

    Under the suspicious eyes of the young man, Chen Ziang took the long knife, opened the curtain first, and walked out of the tent.

    Naturally, the young man didn't know that Chen Zi'ang was no longer the dying Chen Zi'ang last night, so he also hurried out of the tent.

    "Hiss!"

    As soon as Chen Ziang opened the tent, a gust of cold wind rushed towards his face. His thin body shivered, and he couldn't help tightening his clothes tightly to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

    At this moment, the rebel army camp was in chaos, and the ragged rebel soldiers were yelling at the officers, and hurriedly gathered in groups to the east.

    The rebel army did not have uniform uniforms, and their weapons were varied. Chen Ziang saw quite a few rebel soldiers, even gray-haired old men and half-grown children.

    Rather than saying that this is an army, it is more appropriate to say that they are a group of refugees who have gathered together in a hurry.

    Chen Ziang followed the thin young man to the assembly area, and as far as the eye could see, there were crowds of people's heads.

    The sallow and emaciated rebel soldiers looked chronically malnourished. They stared blankly at the imperial army arrayed in the distance, with fear, fear and panic on their faces, and so on.

    "Brother Chen, you are not in good health yet, why did you come out?"

    Seeing Chen Ziang approaching with a knife, a dark-skinned officer walked up to him and asked.

    "My lord, I'm much better and I can fight the enemy." Chen Ziang smiled and waved the long knife in his hand.

    "Okay then, follow me when the fight breaks out and don't break up."

    The hundred generals wanted to say something, but when they heard the sound of war drums in the distance, they didn't have time to continue the greetings, so they turned their heads and looked into the distance.

    Their centurion all came from the same village, and they all greeted Chen Ziang when they saw Chen Ziang join the line.

    A few days ago, Chen Ziang was very sick and weak. They thought that Chen Ziang would not be able to make it through. Now that Chen Ziang was alive and kicking again, they were sincerely happy for Chen Ziang.

    After all, they all came from the same village, and they used to belong to fellow villagers. With the bloody battles, people in the same village died and were injured. Now there are not many who can stand here.

    Although they now have a centurion, the actual strength is only a few dozen people, and there are also old people, children, and even a few strong women.

    And the officer who stopped Chen Ziang just now was Wang Hu, who was also a hunter in their original village. With his desperate efforts, he was very brave on the battlefield, stood out and became their general of a hundred.

    Chen Ziang quickly turned his eyes from the chaoticThe bad formation of the rebel army was thrown into the distance, and over there was the formation of the imperial army.

    Compared with the simple and chaotic rebel army, the imperial court army opposite them was like a sea of ??flags, and the dense and dense army formation was like a thick mountain, which was overwhelming.

    Countless spears stood up, forming a cold steel forest, with a unique luster of metal.

    Seeing the dense formation of the imperial court army and the messy rebel army, Chen Ziang swallowed involuntarily. There was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, and he couldn't help showing a bit of worry.

    But now that he is in the camp of the rebel army, he can't help himself. If he wants to survive, he has to work hard.

    However, Chen Ziang also kept an eye out. If he really couldn't beat him, he had to get out of the way as soon as possible. He didn't want his head to become a military exploit of the imperial army.

    When Chen Ziang mixed in the rebel army and looked at the opponent's imperial army formation, the generals of the imperial court were also observing the rebel army.

    Under a big black banner, Zhou Wen, governor of the Qinghe Province of the Far East Dynasty, and Zhang Chao, the black cavalry camp commander with a savage face, were surrounded by the crowd, looking at the rebel team from a distance.

    Seeing the messy rebel army in the distance, the faces of Governor Zhou Wen and Battalion General Zhang Chao were full of contempt.

    "This group of mobs dare to go out to fight, they really don't know what to do!"

    Governor Zhou Wen of Qinghe Province stared at the rebel army in the distance, and couldn't help but sneered.

    This group of rebels ran around in Qinghe Province and captured more than a dozen cities. Many aristocratic families were slaughtered and their treasuries were looted. It can be said that he, the Governor of Qinghe Province, was ashamed.

    It was precisely because of his ineffectiveness in suppressing the rebel army that he was severely reprimanded by the court. If he hadn't sent someone to send a large amount of money to some important ministers and dignitaries in the capital in time, so that they could help speak good words, he might not be the governor.

    Facing these insurgents who burned, killed and looted everywhere in the territory, the Governor of Qinghe Province can be said to hate them deeply, and wished to get rid of them as soon as possible.

    It's a pity that the provincial army under his command was slack in combat readiness and lax in military discipline. They didn't dare to fight when they saw a large number of insurgents, which made him, the governor, very passive.

    Fortunately, Qinghe Province is close to Gyeonggi Province, and the dignitaries in the royal capital are also worried that the rebels will flee to Gyeonggi Province, threatening their safety.

    Therefore, at the request of the Governor of Qinghe Province, Wangdu dispatched a battalion of black cavalry troops to Qinghe Province to assist the troops of Qinghe Province to suppress the rebel army.

    "Although they are a mob, they are numerous. As the saying goes, ants kill elephants, so we should not underestimate the enemy."

    Compared with Zhou Wen, Governor of Qinghe Province, who did not know anything about war, Zhang Chao, the battalion general of the Black Cavalry Army, participated in many battles to suppress the rebel army. He was much more cautious when facing a large number of rebel troops.

    "General Zhang Ying is right. There are many thieves, so we have to act cautiously." Governor Zhou Wen said with a sneer.

    The battalion general of the Black Cavalry Army is not high-ranking, but he comes from the royal capital and belongs to the elite cavalry unit of the Central Army of the Dynasty, so his status is naturally rising.

    Moreover, the battalion general Zhang Chao who led the team to help wipe out the rebel army this time was also from the Zhang family in the royal capital, so the Governor of Qinghe Province naturally did not dare to neglect.

    "General Zhang Ying, I leave this battle to you."

    Wrinkle, the governor of the province, knows that marching and fighting is not his forte. In addition, Zhang Chao, the general of the black cavalry camp, came to Qinghe province this time.

    ?In order not to offend the Zhang family and at the same time wipe out the rebel army as soon as possible, Governor Zhou Wen sensibly did not fight for the command power, but gave the command power to the battalion general Zhang Chao.

    Although the generals of the provincial troops felt uncomfortable for a battalion general to command them, the governor Zhou Wen had already spoken, and they could only listen to the command of the battalion general Zhang Chao.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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