With Zhao Ying's command, three hundred soldiers, whose formation seemed not so neat, surprisingly charged towards any place where people could be seen.
These guys automatically organized their formation during the charge.
Almost for every banner, the number of people charging was about the same.
Just this reaction speed was already quite formidable, no wonder Zhao Ying was so confident.
A troop like this, let alone a group of ordinary bandits, even the Qingshan Army, which is considered a well-organized elite rebel force.
Without five to ten thousand men, they probably weren't their match.
If it were a direct confrontation, even five thousand might not be enough for this three hundred-man army, not even for a single charge.
Zhao Ying fixed his gaze squarely on Zhou Kunshan.
Even though he was prepared, Zhao Ying's prowess still startled Zhou Kunshan.
