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The Holy See, Qusail City.
The messy neighborhood is empty, there are abandoned carriages and luggage everywhere, and the doors of many houses are also open, obviously experienced looting.
A group of soldiers in gray uniforms pulled the skirmisher line and searched along the street, but they didn't know that a pair of fierce eyes were staring at them on the roof and in the houses facing the street.
"It appears to be the remnants of the Skitarii."
Behind the window of a three-story attic, a burly man saw the soldiers in gray uniforms with cold eyes.
"Do it, kill them." The burly man ordered.
Soon, whistles sounded abruptly on the empty street, causing the soldiers in gray uniforms to stop in their tracks.
"Shhhhhhh!"
The next moment, dense arrows poured down from the windows facing the street and the roof.
"Puff puff!"
"ah!"
"Enemy attack!"
Encountered a sudden attack, the unsuspecting soldiers on the street immediately spattered blood on the spot, causing many casualties.
"Kill!"
Amidst the screams of killing, people in messy clothes held spears and swords, and came out of the surrounding alleys and houses facing the street.
Although these people's clothes are messy, they are all ruthless masters. They slashed horizontally, making these soldiers in gray uniforms unstoppable.
The battle lasted just over ten minutes, and more than two thousand soldiers in gray uniforms were beaten and fled, and the streets were littered with corpses.
After chasing for a while with the armed forces in civilian attire, they cheerfully withdrew their troops to clean up the battlefield.
When they were clearing the battlefield and packing up their weapons, the retreating soldiers in gray uniforms also ran wildly along the road, only regretting that their parents had lost two legs.
Soon, they encountered a whole army of troops. Apart from the soldiers of the Far Eastern Army who were wearing hardened armor, there were also many soldiers in gray uniforms.
"what happened?"
Seeing these people who fled back panting and covered in blood, Lawson, who was the commander of the servant army, was also taken aback and hurriedly asked.
After Lawson surrendered to the Far East Army, Feng Yang, the commander of the Fourteenth Field Army, appointed him as the commander of the servant army.
All the private guards of the nobles who surrendered were under his command to open the way for the army and remove obstacles.
Feng Yang's purpose in doing this is not only to disarm the nobles, but also to make the servants use as cannon fodder.
The fact that they did not encounter decent resistance along the way does not mean that it has been going smoothly. Having a servant army in front can reduce the casualties of the Far Eastern Army.
If they encountered resistance from the Skitarii, the servant army would not be able to handle it, and the Far East Army would take action.
But now seeing that a 2,000-man vanguard of the servant army returned in a disastrous defeat, only two or three hundred people escaped back, which undoubtedly surprised Commander Lawson.
"We encountered an ambush in the city of Kusail." The servant soldiers who escaped reported.
"Is it the Skitarii, how many people are there?"
Feng Yang, the commander of the 14th Army of the Far East Army, was also very surprised to learn that the search force of the servant army was ambushed.
"They don't look like cathars. They wear civilian uniforms and have thousands of troops." The soldier who fled back said in shock.
Feng Yang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that it was not an organized resistance from the Skitarii. If it were the Skitarii, they might have to dispatch the Far East Army.
"It must be the gangsters," Lawson judged.
"I'm going to wipe them out and take the city of Kusail!"
The servant army is now the army under his command, and now he has returned in a disastrous defeat. He can't hold back his face, so please fight.
"Don't be careless, just go."
The servant army was originally cannon fodder composed of noble private guards, Feng Yang naturally would not refuse.
But what Feng Yang never expected was that when his troops arrived at the outskirts of Kusail, Lawson hadn't captured the city of Kusail, but was beaten to pieces.
"It seems that this group of bandits is very powerful and must be eliminated!"
The Far Eastern Army has already regarded the land of the Holy See as its own territory, so naturally it does not allow others to get involved.
Feng Yang dispatched the 14th Army Corps and the 58th Banner Regiment to assist the slave army in capturing the city of Kusail.
& nbsp; But when their army marched to the outside of the city of Qusail to prepare for the siege, they did not expect that the gate of the city of Kusail was opened.
Seeing a large number of armed bandits pouring out of the city continuously, Li Wei, the head of the 58th Banner, also sneered.
"The crossbow is ready!"
To deal with these mob gangsters, Li Wei felt that 20,000 elites of his banner regiment were enough, and planned to attack from a distance first.
"Don't hit us, don't hit us, your own people!"
"My own people!"
Seeing the strong bows and crossbows of the Far Eastern Army aimed at them, the gangsters who left the city also shouted loudly, but the Far Eastern Army did not put down their arrows.
"Quickly put down your weapons and throw away all your knives!"
Seeing the posture of the Far Eastern Army about to attack, the gangsters who left the city threw away their weapons one after another, and put on a harmless appearance.
"What are they doing?"
Seeing that these gangsters who had defeated the servant army put down their weapons after opening the city, Li Wei, the head of the 58th Banner, also frowned.
"They seem to be surrendering to us?" the deputy head of the banner guessed.
"Someone of them is coming."
"Don't shoot the arrow, let him come over."
Seeing one of the gangsters walking over, Li Wei didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.
"Brother, brother, which part are you from?"
The man approached and saw the soldiers of the Far Eastern Army in black uniforms, their faces were full of excitement, as if they were familiar with each other, and asked happily.
"We are the 14th Far East Field Army, the 58th Banner Regiment, what are you doing?!" said Li Weilang, the head of the banner regiment.
"Field Fourteenth Army Corps, I haven't heard of this designation?" The man was also full of doubts.
"Report your names, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Li Wei, the head of the banner, snapped.
"Brother, don't be so fierce, we are our own people!"
"One of our own?"
"I am Peng Dashun, head of the First Banner Cavalry." Peng Dashun introduced himself excitedly.
"Peng Dashun?"
"In the past, I was with the head of the Lu Army, but I was surrounded when I retreated and I couldn't go back." Peng Dashun explained.
"Didn't Peng Dashun die a long time ago, and the imperial court posthumously named him a first-rank military marquis?"
Li Wei, head of the 58th Banner, looked at this burly man, full of doubts about his identity.
"Who the hell said I'm dead, I'm living well." Peng Dashun was anxious.
Li Wei, the head of the 58th Banner, saw that what Peng Dashun said had a good nose and eyes, so he also reported the situation to Feng Yang, the head of the army, and Zhu Yimao, the deputy head of the army, with suspicion.
"Peng Dashun?"
When Feng Yang, the head of the legion, saw Peng Dashun standing there, his face was full of astonishment.
"General Feng!"
The moment he saw Feng Yang, Peng Dashun was also very excited.
You must know that Feng Yang and Peng Dashun used to belong to the Northern Army system of the former dynasty, so they can be regarded as old acquaintances.
Feng Yang thought that his former colleague had died in battle in a foreign land, but he did not expect that he was still alive.
The two embraced excitedly, and were speechless for a while.
Seeing that Feng Yang confirmed that this person was Peng Dashun, the former head of the First Banner Cavalry of the Far Eastern Army, everyone lowered their vigilance.
"It's really flooding the Dragon King Temple, and the family doesn't know the family."
If Peng Dashun hadn't ordered a truce in time when he saw the banner of the Far East Army, it is estimated that fighting would break out between the two sides.
"Why don't you go back when you're still alive, making us think you're dead." Feng Yang complained, beating Peng Dashun's shoulder.
"I really want to go back, but I was seriously injured and couldn't travel, and later I married the benefactor who saved me in the village, so I was delayed by going back and forth." Peng Dashun explained.
"This time I heard that our army is coming, and I also led people down the mountain to seize the town and prepare to welcome you."
Just as he was speaking, Peng Dashun beckoned to the distance, and a heroic woman in military uniform galloped over on horseback.
"Let me introduce, this is my wife Lisa, she is my savior." Peng Dashun introduced to everyone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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