"Old, old man." Tian Biao was dizzy by the mace, and his head was bleeding.

If you didn’t wear a helmet, your head would explode.

Zong Ze smashed another mace without saying a word.

The helmet could no longer protect Tian Biao's head, which was broken into several pieces.

Tian Biao screamed and fell to the ground from his horse.

"Binding." Zong Ze issued an order.

Two elite halberds on the left and right came forward, and the crescent halberd was removed from the shelf at Tian Biao's neck.

Two more soldiers stepped forward and tied Tian Biao tightly.

Tian Biao was tied up and had no strength to resist. He lay in dizzy lightly on the ground. Now what appeared in his mind was Zong Ze's mace.

Thinking of this mace, his head hurts now.

Tian Biao was tied up by iron chains mixed with cow tendons, and was pulled up to stand up. Tian Biao, whose face was covered in blood, glared at Zong Ze.

"Old man, you are so slandering me! You dare to fight me openly for 300 rounds." Tian Biao was unwilling to give up and wanted to break free from the shackles.

"Be honest!" A soldier kicked him recently.

"You dare to be arrogant after killing so many of us, and you are happy."

The soldier who was pulling him cursed.

When they arrived at the prisoners at their hands, although they did not dare to kill people without the general's order, they would not say anything if they bullyed them as long as they did not kill anyone.

There are many ways to slander people who don’t see any injuries on the surface.

After capturing Tian Biao, Zong Ze ordered the attack to continue.

Seeing that the masters he sent failed one after another, only a few people fled back, Tian Hu finally panicked.

"What should I do?" Tian Hu thought to myself that something was wrong. "Military Qiao helped me."

Qiao Daoqing's face was not good, and he didn't expect that Zong Ze would be so difficult to deal with.

"We have no chance to face the battle head-on. We must save our strength and retreat first." Qiao Daoqing said.

"But the court bit so close, we don't have a chance to escape." Tian Hu said.

Qiao Daoqing didn't have time to find a clean place to do it, so he rode on his horse and communicated urgently with the heaven and earth casting magic to borrow fog from the sky.

Widths of white mist floating in the air rose from the valley.

The white fog is getting heavier and heavier.

Tian Hu gathered the remaining soldiers as soon as possible to retreat.

Hearing the sound of gold behind him, Sun An, who had already gained the upper hand, stopped his swords. "This time, you will spare your life, and your head will be left on top of your head first."

On the other hand, Bian Xiang and Wang Huan were at a disadvantage among the generals. Sun An came to help when he evacuated. Wang Huan did not dare to fight alone. Two generals could only witness Bian Xiang and Sun An leaving together.

"Even an old man can't beat him. I think you will die sooner or later on a woman's belly." Sun An said.

"I think even if you fight that old man, it may not be a good match. This old man is a bit evil." Bian Xiang snorted coldly.

Zong Ze led his army to continue pursuing, killing Tian Hu, the army behind the palace who lost his helmet and armor and suffered numerous casualties. After continuing to pursue for a while, he saw that the fog became heavier and he could only order the army to stop.

This battle has gained advantages and has at least caused Tian Hu to lose nearly half of his army. If he continues to pursue, he will easily fall into ambush. Zong Ze will stop when he sees it is better.

After Zongze Poison Dragon Valley defeated Tian Hu, the imperial army gained great advantages on the battlefield north of Kaifeng. In the following battle, Tian Hu suffered a series of defeats. Tian Hu was suppressed so that he could only lead the remaining troops to continue to move north, with a clear decline.

While Zong Ze and Tian Hu were fighting, Liangshan continued to grow and grew, and led a large area of ​​territory to the east.

When the situation in the north is turbulent, the situation in Jiangnan is undergoing subtle changes to the other side

Under the protection of the Fang family, Jiangnan is like a pure land.

Liangshan did not intervene, and Wang Qing and Tian Hu were also far away from Jiangnan. Except for the occasional incident of Green Forest Bandits, Jiangnan had a rare purity.

Many people fled to the south of the Yangtze River for refuge.

This is thanks to Fang Mu's advice to Fang La, who was slow to be king, built high walls, and accumulated grain.

The uprising now cannot actually bring anything substantial to the Fang family.

Because the Fang family in Jiangnan was originally the uncrowned king.

Our Fang family does not lack the name of an uprising.

On the contrary, we accumulate strength to watch the heroes in the world fight. As long as we don’t affect our territory, we will take care of them to fight to death. Isn’t it beautiful to sit and clean up the mess when the situation is right?

During this period, in addition to the people, some experts from the people or from the world have come to join Fang La one after another.

There has never been a shortage of smart people in this world. Although Fang La did not revolt, others were not fools.

The situation in the world is turbulent. No matter what choice Fang La makes, as a gentry entrenched on one side, he will definitely have the strength to change the situation in the world.

Now that you can find a place to settle down and become a "senator" in advance, you can also find a place to settle down and become a "heritor" in advance.

Fang Mu finally knew how so many of Fang La's subordinate generals who should have appeared in Water Margin came. During this period, he saw and heard many familiar faces.

These masters may not have enough strength to serve as the head general of the first army, but if they are the backbone, they are more than enough, which can greatly enhance the gap in the backbone of the Fang family.

"Young Master, there is a group of people outside the camp asking for a visit." Xie Zhen asked to see Fang Mu.

"What's the name of this group?"

"One leader called himself Lu Shinang, and he also brought twelve people to follow him."

The Twelve People? Could it be the Twelve Gods of Jiangnan in the original work?

Fang Muzheng was worried that the commander of the main force in his army was a little weak, and now there were twelve people coming directly. He was really dozing off and came to the pillow.

“Bring them in.”

Under Xie Zhen, a group of thirteen people walked into the camp.

The leader was about the early thirties and a man wearing a brocade robe. He had fair skin and good care.

The twelve people behind him are tall and short, fat and thin.

"Are you Master Lu?"

Fang Mu looked at Master Lu and saw his abilities thoroughly.

[Master Lu] [Martial Arts: 77/Type: 82/Type: 70/Type: 55] [Talent ① Water Good: Increase the Command 1 Point in Water Wars]

This ability is not amazing. At present, there is no problem in guarding the whole place with a 82-point command.

It also matches his performance in the original work.

Although he was beaten to the point of being thrown away by Song Jiang's army, it was understandable. After all, he was facing a luxurious lineup of 108 generals from Liangshan on Song Jiang's side.

If he could resist Liangshan alone, then his command would be even more than a hundred.

"I have met the major general. I am stepping down from Taizhou, Shinang, and I will come to join the major general." Shinang said.

"What will you do?"

"Shi Nang has loved military books since he was a child and has some martial arts. I can do whatever the major general asks me to do. I have these twelve brothers from all over the south. I brought them here to make a future for my brothers. Just relying on the words of the major general, we can do whatever we want." Lu Shi Nang said humbly.

Fang Mu laughed when he heard this.

He likes such sensible and ambitious people.

He looked at the twelve people behind Lu Shinang. The weak's martial arts value was only in his early sixties, and the strong's martial arts value was in his early eighties.

Two of them asked him to take a look.

[Gao Keli] [Wu: 82/General: 52/Political: 45/Zhi: 44]

[Zhang Jinren] [Wu: 81/General: 50/Political: 54/Zhi: 56]

The two of them cooperated with each other and killed the Baisheng general Han Tao and the Tianmu general Peng Yan, who was still capable.

"The twelve brothers have a nickname, called the Twelve Gods of Jiangnan, the God of Heaven, the God of Tai Sui Gaokeli"

Master Lu was about to introduce them one by one, but Fang Mu raised his hand to stop Master Lu.

"The names of the Twelve Gods in Jiangnan are so loud that most people can't help but use their real name first. It's not too late to use it after you make a contribution."

Seeing that the twelve people had dissatisfaction and anger in their eyes, Fang Mu chuckled and said, "In this way, you twelve people join forces to compete with the four people I picked. If you win, use it, and if you lose, listen to me."
Chapter completed!