The military has no constant momentum, the water has no constant shape, and the way of war is ever-changing. The so-called morale of the army is often not so simple to grasp, but if we really need to quantify and summarize, there are actually many things that are sufficiently universal.

From ancient times to the present, when large-scale troops fight, what really destroys the army is never a physical blow. A person's consciousness is entangled by the will of millions of people. What he thinks is never the focus. What really determines the outcome is often everyone's view of the entire group. If he can summarize it comprehensively and then take one of the average values, it is the strength of the army.

With strict training, everyone around you has a strong body and a reason to not retreat. Strict military rules and regulations are prohibited every time you practice. In the end, all these things are actually adding a bargaining chip in people's hearts, "We are very strong" and "we will never retreat." The heavier the bargaining chips, the stronger the army will be. The so-called morale of the army is such a simple thing in the end, and it takes thousands of tempering to achieve it.

When the Liangshan people went down the mountain, they were originally an army with such beliefs. However, their "strong" cognition did not come from training and military rules, but in every robbery and killing, watching the enemy's fear gradually form, when the Wu Dynasty was worried about internal and external troubles, friends from the Three Mountains and Five Mountains gathered to give everyone, and they had a sense of confidence in the general trend. Unfortunately, this kind of confidence that Shandong is invincible has really suppressed too many hidden dangers.

When these things are detonated once in a few days and the battlefield killings unfold, not many people think they will retreat. They still desire to win and win. Unfortunately, the so-called morale of the army has never been on this, but when the other side shouts such a rumor, everyone will feel that it is "impossible" or "possible".

Just a mentality that is separated by a line, when a united unity is formed, it determines the belonging of the lives of millions of people.

The sun shines on the clouds, making the afternoon scene bright. In Zhujiazhuang, the shouts of killing continued, but they never stopped. The shouts in the village continued excitedly. Rounding groups of people rushed up the stone wall and were killed again. Only the generals at the middle and high-level Liangshan could understand that the casualties on their side were increasing, and as time passed, the fighting spirit of the soldiers in Liangshan was still decreasing.

In just one hour, the number of casualties on Liangshan is probably close to 3,000. This is a huge damage caused by the desperate attacks of many leaders on Liangshan. Countless flags surged over and were pressed back. The stone walls in Zhujiazhuang were constantly becoming strong and tall in the eyes of everyone in Liangshan.

At this time, the casualties in Liangshan had begun to slow down. When the initial fanaticism passed, the morale of the army shook and the morale declined as the continuous shouting inside. After the brothers who rushed to the stone wall were submerged, the soldiers charging forward were somewhat hesitant, and even some small and medium-sized leaders began to weigh whether the right way to withdraw troops. No one thought that 15,000 people would eventually fight a war of attrition with 3,000 people.

"What's there to say! Didn't you know this at the beginning? If you can't defeat this farm, we won't be able to go back!" On the side of the battlefield, Lu Zhishen bandaged the wound, lifted the Zen stick and began to organize the next wave of attacks. He had already killed his eyes red at this moment, "If you have the seeds, you will fight with the Sa family again!"

On the other side, Lin Chong and other generals were also constantly cheering their subordinates. When brothers or subordinates who were familiar in the mountains came over and asked if they wanted to retain their strength and whether they wanted to retreat if they fought like this. However, these leaders who had opposed strong attacks before Song Jiang mobilized, chose the most resolute attack at this time.

The morale of the army is already in chaos. Someone comes to ask them for questions, and may be able to suppress them. However, in such a military formation, I don’t know how many people may have such thoughts in their minds but are unwilling to say them. That’s the problem.

But after the bow was opened, there was no turning back arrow at this time.

For the people of Liangshan, they were suffering from the accumulated huge casualties, feeling the collapse of the morale of the army and the wavering of morale, which was extremely huge pressure. But for the people of Zhujiazhuang, with only 3,000 people resisting such attacks, even if the Liangshan soldiers had already sluggishly at this time, they would never be without pressure. The casualties of the people were also accumulated on their heads. There were still tens of thousands of people on the attacking side, and they could continue to have a saturated offensive, but the defending side was also saturated.

When they cannot maintain saturated defense, the real opportunity will come.

Ning Yi, who was in Zhujiazhuang, was always guarded by a shield, could also clearly feel this. The crying of wounded, dead, women and children in the village who were constantly being carried down also spread anxiety to everyone's hearts. Someone even rushed over and cried and asked, "Where is the imperial army? Where is the imperial army!"

Zhu Biao and others have been cheering up the people in the village: "You see it! The Liangshan gangs are getting weaker and weaker! They are almost unable to fight! Today we hold on, and they will die-"

The people in Liangshan are indeed getting weaker and weaker, but the charge led by the leader cannot be underestimated. Ning Yi has already separated the crossbows around him to deal with these elite chargers. At the same time, various shouts arranged before are constantly playing a role, but how the situation will continue to develop, and how the Liangshan people will survive to collapse, he actually can't see that if he lacks practical experience.

The top of Liangshan is the biggest disadvantage. However, while many leaders on the other side are still rational, they can maintain the control of their opponents at the bottom line and constantly lead some of their subordinates to launch attacks with their own charm.

At this time, if a leader really turns against the battlefield, it may determine the direction of the war. Unfortunately, even though many people can see that Liangshan may be defeated and if they want to simply vote over, they still cannot give the other party such confidence. At most, they will only choose to preserve their strength and then withdraw their troops and run away.

The scheming that can be used to play was already done. Ning Yi led the people to run around the village, trying to fill the loopholes he could see, and repel the attacks one by one. At the same time, when the battle situation was already in full swing, some things were happening quietly in the cells in Zhujia Village. Several men who were detained here had already opened the door lock of the cell with the tools they had prepared for implementation.

For a few days, Ning Yi has given the task to the prisoners who were released. After they finished, they can come back to receive the protection of Zhujiazhuang. Of course, such protection will not be treated immediately by guests, but will still be held in the cell, giving some delicious food and drinks. They will be dealt with after the war to avoid accidents. It is also because of this pattern. Before this, Wu Yong deliberately chose some people and returned to Zhujiazhuang to prepare for counter-espionage. Just when Zhujiazhuang was already unable to take care of himself and even the prison guards were not enough, they cleared the obstacles and rushed out of the cell quietly.

What greeted them was chaos and wars everywhere. Zhuangzi was like an isolated island in a storm, constantly shaking under a huge offensive...

The burning firewood branches were knocked down by the rock wall.

Zhang Shun rolled on the ground, passed a half-charred body, and rushed to the crowd on the side.

"Brother Zhang..."

"superior--"

During the attack, he shouted loudly, and he knew the little leader who led everyone to attack. Zhang Shun shouted, grabbed the ladder and rushed up, and Zhang Shun followed closely. However, before he could climb to the stone wall, blood flew out from above, and a spear stabbed the little leader's body and stabbed him down. Several Zhujiazhuang villagers appeared on the head, and one person stabbed the blood-stained spearhead. Zhang Shun waved his knife to block it. Seeing more people coming, he had to retreat again.

The sea of ​​troops was intertwined, and the points of Liangshan's choice to attack were constantly changing. Zhang Shun ran in the battle formation. Soon, he met with Yang Zhi, seized an opportunity, and carried three long ladders to lead his soldiers to attack. They killed a few people on the city wall and gathered more than a dozen brothers. Seeing Zhu Biao coming over there, he immediately gave up this place on the wall and rushed into the village with a dozen people.

The wave-like attack already made Zhujiazhuang unable to defend. As long as he caused chaos in the village, the other party must send more people to surround them, and they could rush to kill any point on the stone wall. Although Zhang Shun was nicknamed "Langli Baitiao", he was very skilled in martial arts and brave. Even if he cooperated with Yang Zhi, there were only more than ten people who were not afraid of anything. In a blink of an eye, he rushed to the other side of the stone wall. They rushed through several houses and killed two passers-by. Suddenly, they saw an iron shield flashing across the road between the house and the other side.

"Haha, Hunyuan Pili Hand!"

Yang Zhi ran all the way, pointed to the other side and whispered to Zhang Shun: "Kill him."

More than ten people rushed over, and reached the intersection ahead, and turned around and rushed towards the other side. On that side, figures finally appeared. Iron shield, crossbow holder, and the noble young man surrounded in the center turned to this side.

"Kill--" Yang Zhi held the knife in both hands and rushed forward wildly. The same was true for Zhang Shun. The crossbow on the opposite side had risen and aimed at this side. He had no time to hesitate. However, suddenly, Zhang Shun saw that face, and the other party stood there and turned his head.

"Huanyuan Pili Hand" Lei Feng, before this, even though Liangshan had been tossed, he felt that the other party was a big trouble, but to be honest, he didn't have much feelings for this person. When Yang Zhi said he wanted to kill him, he also felt: Of course, he wanted to kill him.

But at this moment, a complex feeling arose in my heart with the appearance of that person. This person is... This person is...

Thinking of the blood and fire that day...

The other party sighed and said, "Ah... Zhang Shun."

Outside the stone wall, some people attacking Zhuangzi suddenly heard a shout of hoarseness: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

They can actually often hear such shouts. When everyone launched a desperate charge against the stone wall, they were mixed with courage and shouted to fight fear. However, outside the stone wall, how many people could still hear who the sound belonged to.

They just didn't understand why Zhang Shun shouted such a voice in the village.

On this side, it was closest to the earth slope where Song Jiang and others watched the battle situation. Xi Junyu and others looked at the stone wall and were still saying: "Brother Zhang Shun and brother Yang Zhi have already entered. When they create chaos, they may have a chance..." Ignoring, the shout came, and everyone listened with their breath. Then, some riots really came out of the stone wall, and there was a fight there.

"Attack! Call the brothers nearby to attack!" Xi Junyu pointed there and shouted, asking the soldiers to send a signal. Lin Chong, the leader nearby, led the people to surround him. Before the ladder was mounted, suddenly, a figure appeared on the stone wall. They were several backs that were forced back by madness, forced to go up to the stone wall, and then stabbed down outside the wall. Among them was Zhang Shun's figure. They were all stabbed with several crossbow arrows. At this time, several iron shields and spears that were constantly stabbed out from behind. Zhang Shun's body was pierced by two or three spears and then fell down.

Several iron shields stood beside the wall, and the crossbows behind began to shoot under the wall. Song Jiang's eyes were covered in tears, and he was shattering. At this moment, another incident suddenly happened on the stone wall.

Several men came over from the side and suddenly rushed into the shield formation on the stone wall.

Wu Yong stood up under the tree with the trunk: "Haha, take action! Take action! My arrangement works! Kill him! Kill him!"

The sudden attack caused a small-scale chaos on the stone wall. Everyone watched attentively. Even a spy came quickly from the rear and reported something to Song Jiang and Wu Yong. Wu Yong waved his hand hard and told him not to quarrel. Xi Junyu looked at Wu Yong's performance and understood something: "Continue to attack! Cooperate to attack!"

The fighting on the stone wall was violent and fierce. The people arranged by Wu Yong had already had a lot of experience in assassination. They had a plan and were unintentional. In a blink of an eye, the soldiers next to the guards were unable to react and were killed. One of the iron shield fell down. Song Jiang, Wu Yong and others watched intently, and Xi Junyu also watched intently. Finally, the two people rushed towards the Hunyuan Pili Lei Feng. After a few simple fights, the Lei Feng flew back in a mess and knocked down the person next to him. Two assassins followed closely, one was pierced by a long spear flying in, and the other swayed a steel knife and slashed straight down.

Xi Junyu and Wu Yong gritted their teeth and took a step.

With a bang, it sounded on the stone wall, and blood flowers spewed out from behind the assassin.

Suddenly, the surroundings seemed empty. Xi Junyu had already reached his throat, but suddenly he couldn't say it because he realized something.

Not far away, Li Kui, who was lifting his axe to rush, was stunned when he heard the sound. There were two people near the earth slope, each with different reactions, namely the injured "disease gate" Yang Xiong and the "Jinmao Tiger" Yan Shun who happened to come.

On the stone wall, the noble young man pushed away the body of the assassin who was rushing over. Under the tree here, Wu Yong's hand slowly patted the trunk: "It's still... it failed..." He murmured and sighed, but the feeling of frustration that rose at this time was not much. Thinking of the spy who had just come to repay him, he seemed to say "Wu Ruiying" anxiously. He turned around and wanted to ask, but suddenly he found that several brothers had wrong expressions: "What's wrong?"

Yan Shun looked over there, pointed his finger, opened her mouth, and after subconsciously glanced at Xi Junyu, her lips seemed to be a little dry: "That's...that's..."

Song Jiang turned his head: "It's a pity that I still failed to kill the Hunyuan Pili Hand..."

"But that's... Blood Hand Man Slaughter..."

"The one from Jiangning..." Yang Xiong murmured.

Song Jiang was stunned: "What Blood Hands Slaughter?" Everyone had such questions, after all, their minds couldn't be redirected for a while, but after a moment, when everyone suddenly recalled something, a strange and complex and a little cold feeling came silently.

“…he, he is…ah?”

Surrounded by war, the fight continues, blood and life are constantly passing, and a strange feeling has come here on the continuous battlefield.
Chapter completed!