Within the scope of Nanzhong, Yong and others were indeed first-class warriors and first-class smart people.

But as the saying goes, there are mountains outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. No one dares to say that he must be better than everyone else.

It is not difficult to become the king in Nanzhong. Because there are few people and low levels of civility, Dong Zhuo can be considered a cultural person when he comes here. Yuan Shu is the Wenqu Star who comes here.

With traffic congestion, they have been fighting all year round. Indeed, they are very fierce, warlike, and good at fighting.

However, facing the Wei army that came out of the entire land of China to unify the world, this level was completely different, and this was actually nothing comparable.

The wild land gives people a sense of fear, and always feels that the people living here are all fierce, one with three heads and six arms eating people and drinking blood.

But if you think about it carefully, if these places are not civilized, then the development level will be low. If the development level is low, it means low productivity and low productivity, which means few people can support, and food, clothing and use very low-level food, clothing and use.

In addition, the traffic is blocked, and if you want to go out and grab it, you have to consider whether you can come back. If you grab things, you don’t know how to run. This is completely different from the northern grasslands.

They are indeed wild, brave and fierce, and have a strong folk custom, but these are not synonyms for power.

The synonym for power is called discipline and organization.

One-on-one street fights, so naturally they are all good players. They fight very fiercely. Ordinary Han people are really not in the opposite direction.

But fighting is a group of people, an action of a group of people joining together to achieve strategic goals, and is completely different from street fighting.

A group of people who are used to fighting in the nest suddenly have to be consistent with the outside world. Cohesion is a problem, and as for discipline, it almost means nothing.

Faced with the iron-like discipline that came out of the sea of ​​blood of the Wei army, they were really vulnerable.

The reason why the Central Plains dynasty struggled against them was that the transportation was inconvenient and the climate was difficult.

Put them on the plains to compete with the Han army, and the Han army beat them up in minutes without breathing.

In view of the two major weaknesses of the Central Plains dynasty, Guo began to build roads in his early years to improve traffic conditions and ensure logistics supply. On the other hand, it provided the Shu army with a large amount of mugwort and turbulent oil tanks.

Mugwort can deworm, and fierce oil tanks can destroy the fundamental existence of miasma in the south.

Just set the fire, and it is not easy to burn in this humid and humid place. Use a hot oil tank to burn it, and burn it one by one.

So in the face of the open challenge of the 10,000 troops led by Meng Huo, Zhang He felt that there was something wrong with this guy's head.

Is there something wrong with the fight?

To be honest, Zhang He hasn't seen such an army for a long time-

Clothes are of all kinds, with a very small number of them wearing iron armor, some wearing clean and complete cloth, some in ragged clothes, and some wearing strange clothes decorated with grass, leaves or ropes.

The shoes are of all kinds, including cloth shoes, straw sandals, some wrap the feet with a piece of cloth, some simply barefoot, and of course some wear leather shoes.

Weapons are also of various sizes, different in length, new and old, ironware, bronzeware, as well as bamboo and wooden sticks. Shields, iron, and shields similar to bamboo and rattan.

People are different, tall, short, fat, thin, some people look very fierce at first sight, while others look similar to a hemp rod, and they can't imagine how powerful they have.

The line was tilted, shouting incomprehensible sounds of horns, and some people looked around in confusion, as if they couldn't figure out what was happening to him here.

Zhang He and the deputy general beside him looked at each other, then shook his head.

"It's true. Before many years, I feel that such an army can no longer be seen. Who would have thought that it would still be seen?"

The deputy general nodded.

"What the general said is very good. It seems that Liu Zhang's army is better than them in such an army."

"Isn't that true?"

Zhang He sighed: "Let's line up, it's all the size of meat. Don't use a hot pot of oil to shoot arrows just now."

"Abide by the order!"

The deputy general immediately folded his fists and left.

Whether it should be said or not, Zhang He has also heard for a long time that the people in Nanzhong are strong and everyone is very good at fighting. However, when he saw it up close, he realized that no matter how strong the gangsters fighting on the street were, no matter how strong they could fight, they were not as good as the army in his hands.

At the beginning of the war, Meng Huo felt unsure of the Wei army's bright armor and queues, as well as weapons shining with cold light, and flying military flags.

"I heard for a long time that the Wei army swept the world invincible. When I saw it today, I realized that the rumors were true. How could this be compared to that guy from Gaoding? This battle is not easy to fight."

Meng Huo's younger brother Meng You was deeply touched after hearing this.

"Brother, I'm afraid that the Wei army can sweep the world, I'm afraid that it's not something that we can do to rush down. Qiongdu County doesn't seem so easy to get back. Should we retreat a little and ask the Governor to support it? I think the winning rate is not high if we fight like this."

Meng Huo hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"No, we will show weakness before we open the station. Once we retreat, we will definitely be taken advantage of by the enemy. At that time, the Wei army shouted that we would be defeated. Do you think these people who got together temporarily will run away directly, or will they fight to the death with us?"

Meng You blinked, feeling that Meng Huo was right.

Meng You only trusts their own private armed forces, and when they are dealt with, they rely on their own armed forces, not this group of mobs.

"What should I do? Brother, when will the governor send troops to support me?"

"Send troops?"

Meng Huo shook his head: "He has dispatched 30,000 main forces to the north. His target is Zhuti County. Do you think he wouldn't take it with him if he had more troops? He also had to guard Dianchi Lake to guard against Lu Kai's sneak attack from behind. Where can there be reinforcements for us?"

"That……"

"Let's take a look first. The Wei army in Western Shu has not fought for several years. If they are unfamiliar and cannot fight, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

Meng Huo started daydreaming.

But Meng You also thought this daydream was quite reasonable.

"Brother, this is reasonable."

So the two brothers decisively began a daydream-like challenge.

Faced with the challenges of this group of people, Zhang He was even uninterested in taking action, and handed over the front line to the deputy general, sitting in the back to the formation.

Then, Zhang He saw the dark rain of arrows rising into the sky, flying gracefully in the air, and then fell to the location where Meng Huojun was.

Then there was a burst of people wailing and wailing.

The Wei army's arrow rain was dense and fast, which was a continuous continuous fire strike. It was against the army that was not fully protected by shields and armor, which was basically a life-threatening harvester.

Meng Huo himself and his personal guards had enough shields and armor. Under the attack of dense rain of arrows, they could still stabilize their positions, block them, and hold on, but others were different.

Those who were ragged, wearing cloth or wrapped in cloth, had wooden sticks or bamboo guns in their hands, had no iron weapons, and even bronze weapons. Faced with the arrival of arrow rain, they had almost no way to protect themselves.

He was shot, shot to death, screamed, and was driven by instinct to keep going backwards, backwards, and backwards, and constantly fleeing.

The entire formation was originally scattered, but now they were hit by such a dense rain of arrows. The mobs fled backwards, pushing each other and trampling on each other. Before the Wei army's attack came, they first started to kill each other.
Chapter completed!