I gather power with my gift of God and build the heaven.

Seeing that the Salvation Army shot and killed dozens of people without saying a word, the rest of the people were immediately startled and froze on the spot, not daring to move at all.

He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would be mistaken for having bad intentions by the rescue army and shot into a hedgehog.

The next thing was naturally simple. Some of the old, weak, sick and disabled among the Ming army were sent to serve as civilians and arranged to farm the land in the surrounding areas, or to rent land to farm.

Those who are strong and healthy will naturally be classified as new recruits, and after the battle is over, they will all be sent to the recruit camp for training.

As for those who wanted to leave, Wang Dahu did not stop them. He just waited until the battle was over and then let them go.

just

"hey-hey."

The flowing blood soaked the earth and dyed a large area of the river red. It was flowing downstream, turning the turbid Yellow River into a river of blood.

The remaining less than 10,000 soldiers were all in panic and had no desire to fight.

Yang Jiamo took a deep breath and secretly suppressed the ominous premonition in his heart.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a series of bowstring vibrations, a rain of arrows shot out like a black cloud, instantly covering the Ming army hundreds of meters away.

For the dynasty that mastered the art of archery, it was never about killing a large number of people with bows and arrows, but about sniping the enemy's main general.

However, it was too late for all this.

"boom!"

The next moment, another loud shout was heard from the rescue army on the opposite side.

Yang Jiamo's palm was instantly worn away by a layer of flesh, becoming bloody, and even some of his fingers revealed their white bones.

Seeing this, Yang Jiamo couldn't help but take a breath.

"wind!"

Wang Dahu himself led 2,000 people and followed Yang Jiamo's marching route to Lanzhou, preparing to attack Yang Jiamo from the front and back with Wang Chao.

After Wang Chao shot an arrow, the rest of the rescue army also shot their arrows.

In just a moment, countless Ming soldiers fell to the ground and died tragically.

It was a dangerous situation, but Yang Jiamo grabbed the fine iron arrow.

However, thinking of his arrangements in the rear, he couldn't help but comfort himself secretly, even if the leader of the Salvation Army had some strategies.

"shoot!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Jiamo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, they were just a group of peasants who only knew how to attack cities and seize land. They had no strategic goals or plans, and they didn't know that defense was equally important.

Yang Jiamo suppressed a cry of pain and looked at his right arm, but it had been blown off at the elbow.

The next moment, the spear in Yang Jiamo's hand had already pierced the iron arrow that was shooting towards him.

"So cruel!"

In the vast Yellow River, many Ming soldiers looked at the waves of arrows raining down from the other side of the river, and they couldn't help but feel timid.

In the end, of course, they found nothing, and soon they sent out flags by the river to indicate that there was no one on the other side.

"Dang~!"

On the other side, Yang Jiamo had also arrived at Sumulian River, Zhuanglang River, and the area bordering the Yellow River.

Although this time, it was far less violent than before, at most it had the speed and power of a normal arrow.

It seems that Yang Jiamo, like Chen Zhengyang's master Shouxuzi, has really figured out something.

Looking at the large and small ships on the river, Yang Jiamo's breathing became lighter and he prayed silently for safety.

However, before Yang Jiamo, who grabbed the arrow, could even breathe a sigh of relief, he felt the arrow in his hand tremble, and bad thoughts arose in his mind.

However, with the little strength they had trained, they had little ability to resist when faced with supernatural powers.

It was a completely haphazard attack.

On the other side of the Yellow River, Yang Jiamo was also at a critical moment of life and death.

This is also the reason why, even though everyone was still hundreds of meters away from the Ming army, Wang Chao still decisively ordered the shooting.

And you have to know that the bows and arrows in the hands of the Salvation Army are all strong bows, with a weight of at least three to four stones, and an effective range of at least three hundred meters.

"kill!"

And that’s not all. The arrow that was shot towards him and should have been deflected suddenly turned and shot towards him again.

If you can't stop it, you will die!

Unexpectedly, this arrow didn't kill Yang Jiamo.

"not good!"

In this battle, the Ming army lost at least two-thirds, or more than 10,000 soldiers.

Seeing this, Yang Jiamo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

What’s important is that the Salvation Army suddenly appeared on the other side of the Yellow River.

As long as they crossed the Yellow River, they could enter the territory of Lanzhou.

As the shouts of the People's Salvation Army grew louder and louder, everyone felt an overwhelming murderous aura coming towards them.

Therefore, although Yang Jiamo felt weak all over after the previous attack, he still forced himself to stretch out his hand to grab it.

As if it was present but not present, Yang Jiamo felt that the spear in his hand seemed to flash with a faint light.

"Puff puff"

In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy shook slightly, instantly swallowing up a large amount of national fortune. A strong wind suddenly rose up and swept across the entire river surface in an instant.

However, despite the extreme pain, Yang Jiamo still did not relax. Instead, he hugged his broken arm, rolled violently, and quickly moved away from the spot.

On the other side of the Yellow River, Yang Jiamo looked at the fire in front of him and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

Xining Wei and Nianbo Suo attacked Zhuanglang Wei along the Great Wall, and then they were still besieging Lanzhou. This was a bit too much.

However, the Dynasty and the Salvation Army completely ignored all of this and just fired wave after wave of bullets.

However, at this moment, it no longer matters whether the Salvation Army can cast spells or not.

Some people simply paddled downstream along the Yellow River.

For a moment, everyone felt their livers and gallbladders trembling, their bodies stiff and they could hardly control themselves.

Countless fire arrows were shot down, and many large and small ships on the Yellow River were soon set on fire.

"Buzz!"

"Hoo~!"

But suddenly, Yang Jiamo's body shook slightly, and he once again recalled the cities that the rescue army had attacked, and a bad feeling began to arise in his heart.

However, judging from the current situation, there is no salvation army on the other side.

And it can only be resisted, it is absolutely impossible to avoid.

At this moment, the fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind helped the fire. With the wind and fire connected, the fire spread instantly and one ship after another was set on fire.

But more people began to turn their boats around and wanted to go back.

And above the Yellow River, there was a sea of fire.

"Kill Kill Kill"

At the Yellow River ferry, Yang Jiamo looked at the surging Yellow River ahead and couldn't help but feel hesitant, wondering whether the bandit leader Wang Chao would deploy defenses on the other side of the Yellow River.

"puff!"

Just like now, even though they were separated by more than a thousand meters between the two sides of the Yellow River, a random arrow from Wang Chao was enough to completely block the power even if Yang Jiamo tried his best.

However, the next moment, the empty area on the opposite side suddenly twisted and changed, and countless salvation soldiers in gray clothes quietly emerged.

Without any hesitation, Yang Jiamo turned around and thrust out with the spear in his hand.

"Om~!"

Could it be that this bandit leader of the People's Salvation Army really knows magic?

Otherwise, how to explain this scene?

In fact, that was exactly the magical power that Wang Chao used, and it was a combination of three magical powers: invisibility, formation, and scene shifting, which blocked the traces of everyone.

Yang Jiamo squeezed out a word with gritted teeth, and then quickly retreated to the rear with the help of his personal soldiers.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chao suddenly uttered a word.

From the banks of the Yellow River, it spreads towards the Yellow River.

"shoot!"

"bang bang bang"

Thinking of the ultimate goal of the People's Salvation Army this time, Wang Dahu couldn't help but smile meaningfully.

"Cross the river!"

Although they have surrendered, Wang Dahu cannot guarantee that they will not rebel again.

"Buzz!"

"kill!"

Before he could find the source of the danger, he saw a white dragon rushing towards him from the other side of the Yellow River.

That was the sonic boom cloud produced by the long iron arrow shot by Wang Chao at too high a speed.

Some people bravely continued to row to the other side of the Yellow River, but were then shot to death by a dense rain of arrows.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chao and others did not stop at all. They shot arrows one after another, reaping lives.

So, after shooting another arrow, Wang Chao saw that Yang Jiamo was seriously injured but not dead. Instead, he turned over and hid. Wang Chao did not care too much about it, but gave orders again.

When Wang Chao drew the bow, Yang Jiamo felt an extreme sense of danger.

Looking at the dozen or so small boats on the Yellow River, Yang Jiamo's eyes were deep.

In just a moment, Yang Jiamo was knocked away, and the spear in his hand slipped out of his hand in an instant, flying backwards into the ground, leaving only the spear tip exposed on the ground.

After confirming that there were no enemy troops on the other side of the Yellow River, Yang Jiamo immediately ordered a crossing of the river.

After dealing with the salvation army outside the Xining Weicheng, Wang Dahu left more than a thousand people to garrison there to intimidate the Ming army that had surrendered.

On the other side of the Yellow River, Wang Chao raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, Yang Jiamo's entire spirit, energy and spirit were instantly condensed and unified. Streams of warm air were born in his body, following his spiritual will and merging into the spear in his hand through his palm.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rain of arrows.

Dozens of officers and soldiers scattered around to check the surrounding situation.

However, if Yang Jiamo was hit, he would surely die.

"boom!"

After realizing what was happening, Yang Jiamo immediately ordered the army to be reorganized.

In an instant, Yang Jiamo's eyes were fixed on it.

"kill!"

Without any hesitation, many rescue soldiers fired arrows one after another, covering a large area again.

The most important thing is that later on, the arrows shot by everyone had turned into rockets.

Time flowed like the mighty Yellow River, and the dozen or so small boats soon reached the other side.

By the time Wang Chao and his men arrived at the Yellow River, there were no living Ming soldiers on the riverbank.

"whoosh whoosh"

"withdraw!"

How did those salvation troops suddenly appear?

Even the generals who had already crossed the river were quickly preparing to organize their troops to fight.

More than half an hour later, most of the Ming troops had boarded the ferry, and many had even crossed the Yellow River.

He felt it, and that was the source of his life-and-death crisis.

But the less you think about something, the more it will come.

However, we still need to send someone to check it out to find out the specific situation.

However, as soon as Yang Jiamo had this thought in his mind, the arrow in his hand exploded with a loud bang.

At the same time, Wang Chao and his men were approaching the river bank step by step.

"bang bang bang"

However, with the troops stationed there to contain the enemy, there shouldn't be any major problems.

"laugh!"

Although they are now separated by the Yellow River, as long as there are no accidents, it is still very easy to kill an ordinary person with one arrow.

He felt that since Wang Chao, the leader of the Salvation Army, had planned to attack the enemy halfway across the river, he might have set up other ambushes.

"Ugh!"

This kind of large-scale volley, coupled with the blessing of the magical powers and evil spirits in everyone's bodies, the effective killing distance will be increased by at least dozens or hundreds of meters.

Since the main army had already crossed the river, it was impossible for the rescue troops to attack them halfway across the river.

In an instant, a long iron arrow, like a dragon cutting through space, exploded with a series of sonic booms, and shot straight towards Yang Jiamo at a high speed.

Faintly, everyone seemed to see a dark red blood cloud above the heads of the self-rescue militia, which quickly spread to the surroundings and exerted negative pressure in their direction.

Therefore, his best option now is to retreat quickly and then reorganize the army.

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