Your Majesty said that my life is worthless, so why are you crying when I increase my troops?

It was already past noon when Xia Mingyuan and his army arrived at Poison Dragon Mountain.

Yue Hanshan brought a few people and came quietly from a distance.

"How is it, are all the manpower arranged?"

Xia Mingyuan turned around and glanced at Yue Hanshan, then asked straight to the point.

Yue Hanshan nodded gently and said respectfully, "Don't worry, Commander Xia. In addition to the 1,500 elite troops we sent out initially, we still have 3,000 troops stationed on the periphery."

"Once the enemy takes the bait, we can immediately move forward and capture them all in one fell swoop."

As Yue Hanshan finished speaking, he suddenly heard a fight coming from the top of the mountain.

The 1,500 people Xia Mingyuan sent out at the beginning seemed to have encountered several hundred bandits.

For a moment, both sides clashed with bayonets and the sound of killing shook the sky.

All 1,500 soldiers in Xujiazhuang have received training in military strategy and tactics, and can be considered the elite among the elite.

Hundreds of bandits retreated immediately after almost the first encounter.

Seeing this, Xia Mingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Send the flag signal and have people escort them forward. Don't be afraid of sacrifice."

At the command, the messenger behind Xia Mingyuan immediately took action.

At the same time, at the peak of the Poison Dragon Gang.

Jiang Tai looked into the distance and grinned, "Xia Mingyuan, that idiot, really took the bait."

"Notify the fourth and fifth brothers and ask them to let the men in to fight."

"Only 1,500 people, we have to eat them all in one go."

Jiang Tai said this, but his expression was a little serious.

The combat effectiveness of Xia Mingyuan's soldiers far exceeded his imagination.

The few hundred people who had originally thought they could delay for a while were completely wiped out in one round of attack.

The original plan of attacking from the center was ruined. Once the encirclement was tightened, it would be easy to be attacked from both sides.

It is hard to imagine how Xia Mingyuan created such an invincible army in just one month.

If this person is not eliminated, he will become a serious threat in the future!

Thinking of this, Jiang Qing gritted his teeth and picked up the machete beside him.

"My men, the Poison Dragon Gang's life-or-death battle has arrived. Those who are not afraid of death, follow me down the mountain, kill these government troops, and capture Xia Mingyuan alive!"

"Capture Xia Mingyuan alive!"

Although three thousand elite soldiers were eliminated from Poison Dragon Mountain, there were still five or six thousand people left.

These people shouted together, and the sound echoed throughout the valley.

As he stepped on the ground, Xia Mingyuan raised the corners of his mouth and shook his head helplessly.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Tai's method of boosting morale was indeed somewhat special.

"Commander-in-chief, wait until these people complete the encirclement, and I will immediately lead my men to charge forward and chop off Jiang Tai's head." Yue Hanshan squatted on the ground and whispered.

Xia Mingyuan shook his head slightly, his face hesitant.

"General Yue, please don't be impatient. Our people can still hold on for a while. We should try to force the enemy to come out in full force and capture them all in one fell swoop to avoid disaster."

Sure enough, before Xia Mingyuan finished speaking, four teams of ambush troops rushed up from the four directions of east, south, west and north on Poison Dragon Mountain.

Although the third-level Wei Wuzu were strong, they were no match for an army with several times their number.

After a short confrontation, they were already suppressed by the enemy due to their numbers and were defeated step by step.

"Brother, these people are nothing special. They just walked into our encirclement like this."

"One incompetent general can tire out thousands of troops. It seems Xia Mingyuan is nothing but a drunkard. It's a pity that we brothers still treat him as a task."

He Lianchang knocked down a Wei Wu soldier with one sword and laughed out loud with his head raised.

Jiang Tai narrowed his eyes slightly and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although Xia Mingyuan's army was strong, its strategy was somewhat lacking.

Just based on this point, the Poison Dragon Gang has the upper hand and is on home turf, which is enough to turn the tide of defeat.

"Quickly eliminate all of them. As soon as the three thousand men from the mountain come up, you must immediately attack with all your might!"

"No matter what, we must get rid of these people from the Poison Dragon Gang today."

As soon as Jiang Tai finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

Looking at Xia Mingyuan's army in front of them, many people felt a trace of pity in their hearts.

These more than a thousand people now have no hope of survival.

But Jiang Tai and all the members of the Poison Dragon Gang did not expect it.

At this moment, in the dense forests and grass cages of Poison Dragon Mountain, a thousand archers drew their bows and arrows, ready to go.

"Send the flags, release the arrows. As I said, everyone must empty their quivers within half a quarter of an hour."

Xia Mingyuan once again gave the order coldly.

A moment after the words fell, arrows rained down from the sky like raindrops.

"What, what's going on?"

Before Jiang Tai and others could react, they saw the soldiers around them falling down like wheat being cut.

"Oh no! Xia Mingyuan has a backup plan. Quickly send the army back to defend."

The experienced Jiang Tai suddenly realized that something was wrong and wanted to stop the army rushing down the mountain.

But now, it's too late to say anything!

The Poison Dragon Gang had a total of 5,000 men, and 20% of them had fallen after a round of arrow rain.

"Everyone listen up, follow me!"

Xia Mingyuan took advantage of the other party's panic and immediately stood up from the grass.

Led by him, four to five thousand elite infantrymen rushed up the mountain.

The next moment, the four armies that had been caught off guard were quickly divided into four or five areas, cutting off their retreat routes.

Looking at the huge army behind Xia Mingyuan, Jiang Tai was stunned and completely dumbfounded.

Who said Xia Mingyuan only has four or five thousand people?

Judging from these infantrymen, he has nearly 10,000 men under his command!

Where did these people come from? Why hadn't we heard anything from them before?

Jiang Tai's mind was full of question marks and his body was shaking.

However, Xia Mingyuan would not give him another chance to think.

In almost an instant, the army of four to five thousand people completed the encirclement.

Jiang Tai's face turned pale as he watched his retreat route being blocked, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was shattered.

Less than half an hour.

The elite members of the Poison Dragon Gang had been killed.

At this moment, he no longer has any chance of turning things around.

"Master Jiang, I have long heard of your great name."

The encirclement gradually narrowed. Jiang Tai was exhausted and panting. He sat on a rock and gasped violently.

At this moment, Xia Mingyuan came in front of him surrounded by guards.

"Xia Mingyuan, you are despicable and shameless, your methods are so despicable!"

Jiang Tai raised his head with a dark face, furious.

Xia Mingyuan sneered and looked Jiang Tai up and down.

"Master Jiang, I thought you were a hero. You've led the Poison Dragon Gang for many years and you understand how to lead troops in battle."

"Now it seems that I, Xia Mingyuan, overestimated your ability."

Jiang Tai was startled when he heard this, and said with a gloomy face: "What do you mean?"

"Do you think this commander is not as good as you?"

"Boy, if you have the guts, let's practice alone!" Jiang Tai's eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been extremely humiliated.

"It's just a brave man, not capable of great use."

Xia Mingyuan shook his head slightly and glanced at him indifferently, "Whether you call me despicable or shameless."

But I just want to tell you four words - all is fair in war.

Losers never have the right to speak.