Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Come on!"

Han Shizhong truly lived up to his reputation as a tough guy; when he rushed down the steps, the others were still quite a distance away from him.

But Han Shizhong didn't wait for anyone else to come up; he could charge forward all by himself!

"The Tokyo Imperial Guard, is it? I've been wanting to get rid of you for a long time!"

Han Shizhong brandished his sword and shield, and charged up the steps with a series of "thump thump thump" sounds!

Back then, the Imperial Guards of the capital, especially the Imperial Guards, had many conflicts with other military branches.

People looked down on these imperial guards in the capital, thinking they were all good-for-nothings who received the most military pay but never had to fight on the battlefield or endure the sun, wind, and rain, yet always acted superior.

The Imperial Guards of the capital considered themselves to be the emperor's personal guards, holding a lofty position that was incomparable to those other convicts and convicts. Therefore, every time the two sides met, it was bound to be a scene of irreconcilable conflict.

When Han Shizhong was in the Western Army, he had been transferred to the capital for rotational training. Back then, as a hot-tempered greenhorn, he didn't tolerate these "big shots" of the capital. Others might just be joking about breaking his dog's head, but Han Shizhong actually did it, beating up several Imperial Guards in the training camp.

The result was obvious: his nickname "soldier rogue" was further confirmed, and before that training was even over, Han Shizhong was driven out of the capital and returned to the Western Army in disgrace.

So Han Shizhong's fierce outburst today was indeed partly due to personal grudges.

"Get out of the way of Grandpa Han!"

Holding a shield, Han Shizhong immediately launched a "shield charge." Although it was one of the "Six Forms of the Navy" of the Dayi Navy, Han Shizhong used it with great skill.

Under Lu Zhishen's influence, almost every member of the Vajra Army constantly trained their strength. In terms of physique, only Wu Song's Tiger-Taming Army could compare with the Vajra Army in the entire infantry.

As Lu Zhishen's deputy, Han Shizhong was captured and trained by Lu Zhishen countless times. Compared with his time in the Western Army, he is now much stronger!

With just this simple collision, Han Shizhong knocked down four or five people who were trying to intercept him as they came down the steps. Before they could even get up, he swung his knife and slashed them several times, sending them straight to meet the King of Hell. The speed and efficiency of his actions were truly astonishing.

"What are you standing there for? Get up there!"

"Why aren't you going up! You go first!"

"Don't push me! Who's been pushing me? I can move aside if you want to get off!"

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Han Shizhong's swift and decisive killing of the enemy startled the Imperial Guards of the capital. After all, they rarely had the opportunity to go into battle, and they were quite unaccustomed to witnessing such a violent scene.

But the steps weren't very wide to begin with. The people at the front were scared and dared not go down, and even retreated. Those behind, who hadn't seen what was happening, were driven down. The two groups were stuck together, unable to move forward or backward, and could only "greet" each other with words.

"You're not coming? Then Grandpa's coming!"

Han Shizhong flicked the blood off his sword, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes as he looked at the Imperial Guards who dared not approach.

After all these years, you're still so weak!

"Boom!"

He charged forward again, single-handedly pushing back a group of soldiers. The soldiers at the front were terrified and dared not attack him. They could only retreat with Han Shizhong's strength.

"Don't retreat! Don't retreat! Don't let him come up!"

"Who dares to retreat?! Anyone who retreats beyond this line will be executed!"

On the city wall, the supervisory team arranged by Zhu Mian also discovered the problem. Seeing their own army being forced to retreat by a single person, the supervisory team could no longer tolerate it and unleashed their most skilled method of supervising the battle by killing the enemy.

They still believed they were fighting the Zhe family army. If they couldn't even defeat this mere Zhe family army, how could they possibly fight the Song army, the Liao army, or the Yi army in the future?

To be honest, this method, though old-fashioned, works. Since we're going to die whether we retreat or not, we might as well stick together and not retreat. Maybe we can even turn the tables!

"Haha! Perfect timing! Grandpa was just worried about not having enough to kill!"

Han Shizhong looked at the crowd that was pushing towards him again. He was not afraid at all. With his sword and shield in hand, he blocked left and right, and when he seized the opportunity, he would strike his opponent with a sword, bringing up a series of splattering blood droplets!

Moreover, he didn't have to be alone all the time. After only a short while, Han Shizhong's Vajra Army also arrived. Seeing their deputy general fighting against an entire army by himself, these valiant men were immediately filled with excitement!

"Crossbows! Fire them all! Fire at the enemy's rear!"

"A few men, come with me to support the deputy commander!"

"Aim at one point, but don't hurt your own people!"

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"Hahaha! Brothers, you've come at the right time! Let's charge in together and chop off these bastards' heads!"

Han Shizhong fought with increasing ferocity. With reinforcements arriving, he even abandoned his shield and wielded twin swords to kill the enemy! He had specifically consulted with Wu Song and Guang Hui about this dual-sword fighting technique, and now he used it with impressive skill. Inspired by him, the Vajra Army soldiers fought with unwavering courage, charging furiously up the Imperial Guard's defensive line!

The Imperial Guards at the steps were already struggling to hold off Han Shizhong, and with the addition of a group of fresh troops, they could no longer hold them off and retreated. However, this time they didn't hear the voices of the supervisory team. When they turned around, they saw that the supervisory team, who had been at the very back, had been almost wiped out by the crossbow bolts from the supporting army in front of them. Only a few men remained, clutching their wounds and leaning against the city wall, barely clinging to life.

"help me……"

The supervising officers reached out their hands, trying to get others to save their lives.

But every Imperial Guard that was forced to retreat ignored their pleas for help.

Some even mocked:

"We've crossed the line; we should be beheaded. We can't save you!"

"That's right, that's right! Since you supervisors are so fearless, then this place is in your hands!"

Even worse, some people, perhaps due to personal grudges, actually kicked the supervisory team as they passed by, knocking them to the ground!

"Brother, do you have a grudge against him?"

"No, but I just don't like them."

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When Han Shizhong reached the city wall, the supervising team was already exhausted. However, Han Shizhong ignored them. He had finally made it to the city wall and now he was going to take control of this section of the imperial city wall!

This time, the capture of the city is Han Shizhong's stage!

"General! We can't hold them off! They're charging up from behind!"

Zhu Mian was resisting Zhe Kecun on the front half of the city wall when a messenger suddenly ran over breathlessly with bad news.

"What? Are all the rear guards useless? How could they let someone charge up like that?"

Zhu Mian was shocked and turned to look at the city wall behind him. Sure enough, someone had come up and was constantly moving closer to him.

"Damn it! Move a heavy crossbow over here and fire at that group of people!"

Zhu Mian issued a new order.

"General, are there still our men on the road? If a heavy crossbow bolt is fired, it won't distinguish friend from foe!"

Some soldiers said, "If this heavy crossbow is fired, won't our own men die too?"

"Tell them to get out of the way before you shoot! If they can't, that's fate! They can't blame anyone else!"

Zhu Mian's orders were cold and devoid of any warmth.

He refused to believe that these enemies could withstand the heavy crossbows.

If he could hold out, he would jump off the city wall immediately!

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