Storm (Mikami)

The musketeers in the first row shoot, crouch, and reload with neat movements. Before the surviving Mongol warriors could understand what they were saying, the musketeers in the second row pulled the trigger, and the white bullets rained down into the middle of the cavalry, and the Mongol warriors, who had lost their speed, fell from their horses like leaves.

After three volleys, Zou waved the command flag, and hundreds of heavy infantry of the Broken Captives surged up waving battle axes, blocking the Mongol warriors who were still on horseback. After only a few moves from the two sides, the hoplites crouched, and the musketeers, who had calmly loaded their bullets, stood up again, raised their guns and fired.

"Ping!" Another volley of bullets was fired, firing the horses that were spinning in place and the riders on horseback into a sieve. Before the second row of gunners could fire, the surviving samurai turned their horses' heads and crashed directly into the guns of the new rebels.

The unknown is always the most terrifying, and the cavalrymen who had suffered a big loss in the last bloody battle had no idea what the muskets in the hands of the Breakers were, nor did they understand the weakness of their slow reloading. I only knew that this thing was spewing smoke and fire, and even the heaviest Linggen armor could not stop it, so I would rather fight to the death with the new army than fall in front of the musketeers in a daze.

Dozens of war horses turned their heads one after another, and the pressure on the new annexed army increased sharply. The archers who were rushed in front of them by the cavalry were basically ineffective, and some threw away their horned bows and turned and fled. There were also warriors who were not afraid of death who drew their swords and stopped in front of the Mongolian warrior horses.

"Kill!" The anxious Mongol warrior raised his sword and cut the nearest archer with a bow in two. The stout Mongol horse roared and raised its front hooves to knock down the archers who stood in its way. An archer jumped on his horse, put a bowstring around the neck of the Mongol warrior, and the next moment, both of them fell from the horse at the same time, rolling between the countless pairs of feet.

The soldiers who followed Wu Zhong and others to revolt have lived a peaceful life in the past five years, and every time they were ordered to conquer and suppress the captive army, it was a bluff. After a long time of comfortable life, the fighting skills are naturally rusty. In just three or five breaths, dozens of Mongolian warriors have been chopped down. In an instant, the formation was in chaos, some people had to give up the interception and fire in front of them, turn to meet the battle, and some people were crowded among their companions at a loss, forgetting to pull the bow in their hands, and all the feathered arrows on their waists fell to the ground.

The bows and arrows fired by the new annex army became more and more sparse, and there was no longer a deterrent to the cavalry rushing forward. The Mongol army Qianhu, who led the team to break through, saw the opportunity, waved the battle flag, and hundreds of cavalry carrying straw bags and leather bags on their backs quickly rushed forward, using the corpses of people and war horses, as well as straw bags and leather bags filled with soil, and forcibly added several passages between the staggered trenches.

The musketeers lost their aim and could not aim. Zou Xun, who organized the musketeers in the last line of defense, did not expect the Mongol warriors to suddenly be desperate, and hurriedly ordered the heavy infantry guarding the musketeers to join the battle group. Yingzheng Wei Geyuan rushed forward with the soldiers and horses, and quickly cut off several Mongolian cavalry who broke into the archer team, but he could not help Wu Zhong stabilize the team. Seeing the Mongol cavalry of the brigade approaching at high speed, some of the pikemen of the new annex army threw away their weapons and fled to the rear.

"Resist, resist, Brother Breaker is watching us!" Wanhu Wuzhong, the commander of the army, blushed, and smashed his subordinates who turned around and wanted to flee back to their original positions with the barrel of a gun. After several exchanges, there were more and more routs around him, not only could not stop the offensive of the Mongol iron cavalry, but even the formation of the musketeers who broke the army was impulsive.

"Grandma's, are you men!" Wu Zhong's face couldn't hold back, and after raising his hand to stab a few deserters, he scolded and rushed towards the Mongolian iron cavalry. His personal soldiers followed him to make a lot of money, but at this moment, seeing that the adults of Wanhu were desperate, they couldn't bear to go away, so they had to protect him around him. The 100th person rushed against the flow of people and killed once, but the result was unexpected, and he actually forced a group of Mongolian cavalry who was about to break through the siege in the middle of the road. Seeing that the combat effectiveness of the Mongol warriors was nothing more than that, the surrounding soldiers of the newly annexed army slowly regained some courage and carried spears and short knives to seal the gap again.

The northern front of the battlefield was in chaos, and it was no longer possible to distinguish the formations of the two sides. The Mongol warriors, the new annexes of the uprising, and the civilian army who had come to help were mixed up and surged back and forth like a tidal wave. The Mongol warriors rushed into the crowd and hacked several Song soldiers to death with their excellent skills, and were soon pulled off their mounts by other Song troops. The new annexes of the uprising stabbed a Mongol warrior and before they could cut off the head of the deceased, they were immediately cut down by another Mongol warrior.

The Breaker Musketeers stood on the outermost side, and could only shoot the Mongol warriors who rushed through the sea with cold guns, but they could not play any further. The formation was too chaotic, and the people on both sides were mixed together, and they didn't know who they would shoot when they shot blindly. At this time, the well-trained hoplites of the Broken Army played a mainstay role in the sea of people, and a team of more than a dozen people cooperated with each other to fight, and rushed to wherever they saw the figure of the Mongol warriors. With them by their side to help, the new annexes of the uprising felt emboldened. Seeing the Mongol warriors rushing towards him, he no longer dodged, but parried while calling out to his companions to help in the battle.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, mixed with the deathly wails of the wounded, and the cries for help of the weak, which made people feel chills all over. Seeing that Wuzhong was nervous, several nearby civil forces looked at Zou Xun's handsome banner one after another. Next to the handsome flag, the command flag responsible for coordinating and commanding the three armies did not change at all, and the herald stood in the hanging bucket erected high, deaf to the shouts of killing on the battlefield.

"Zou Dudu won't be hurt!" Some people thought worriedly. The situation faced by Wu Zhong and Zhang Zhi made people very anxious, seeing that the Mongolian army was constantly rushing from the direction of Le'an City, one **, like a heavy hammer smashed on the battle formation of the new annexed army of the uprising. As the commander of the army, Zou Wei did not make the slightest adjustment to the strategic deployment.

"Brethren, follow me!" A local armed force adjacent to Wu Zhong's headquarters joined the warband. The leader of this team is called Qin Yiyun, who was born in Jinshi, let go of a county minister, and has a prestige in southern Gansu. As soon as his troops and horses moved, several surrounding armed forces followed suit, and tens of thousands of troops surrounded the north from both sides, trapping the Mongolian warriors who broke through in the middle.

The Mongol warriors could not resist, and were forced to rush to the wolves, and every time they rushed to a place, they would be surrounded by ten times as many Song people. Some of these Song people were armed with kitchen knives, some had a sharp stone tied to a wooden stick, and some were only carrying two bricks, but their morale was higher than that of the new annexed army of the uprising. As long as the Mongolian warriors were surrounded by them, they would turn into a pile of meat paste in the blink of an eye.

"Go by yourselves, leave me alone!" Da Chun, who rushed to the front of the Song army with the flow of people, said in despair. There were too many soldiers and horses around, and the Mongol warriors rushed forward, and after a few steps they were drowned in the sea of people. The weapons of the "grass thieves and rogues" are rudimentary, but their attack power is no less than that of the new annexed army of the uprising. Especially the new team on the periphery of the warband, the banner and team are different, and they change their formation while attacking. As soon as the Mongol warriors caught up with them, they were instantly stabbed off their horses.

"Big, handsome, let's retreat here!" The pro-soldier Jiya grabbed the reins of Dachun's horse and turned around and moved to the east of the battlefield. Just because you can't kill one place doesn't mean that there is no space in the entire battlefield. Dressed in the clothes of an ordinary soldier, even if he was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, he did not want to give up hope of escaping.

Da Chun was at the mercy of two pro-soldiers and fled to the east, and he didn't care what happened to his loyal subordinates now, and where they fled. The scene in front of him was like a nightmare, and all he hoped was that this nightmare would end soon, even if he had already heard the call of the Immortal Heaven when he woke up from the dream.

"Dashuai, keep up with me!" Several horses galloped in, and the warriors on horseback outflanked them left and right, sandwiching Dachun and the two personal soldiers in the middle, and ran to another open space. There, more than a thousand warriors gathered in Erdemutu and slowly moved to the northeast.

A group of more than 100 Mongolian warriors ran past Erdemutu's eyes and headed straight north. Erdemutu turned a blind eye and let the warriors run wildly.

Another group of more than 100 Mongolian warriors rushed to the northern battlefield, but Erdemutu still ignored it. Just gathered more than a thousand people around him, and adjusted the state of the war horse while moving forward.

Most of the Mongol warriors who left the city rushed to the north, and the mutiny of the Tanma Red Army came too suddenly, and they could not adjust their response strategy without unified command, so they could only break through to the north according to yesterday's plan. This was also a last resort, for the cavalry, repeated attacks in one direction would have the greatest effect, and once the attackers in front broke the Song army's strongholds, the warriors behind could kill them through the gaps.

A large group of civilians rushed to meet the samurai's war horses, kitchen knives, hoes, and wooden sticks, raised high. The Mongols owe too much blood debt in Gannan, and today, it is finally time for them to pay it back.

"Kill, kill, kill Lao Tzu hard, don't catch the prisoners, I'll make up for the difference!" Qin Yiyun rode on the back of a buffalo, waving a sharpened bamboo and shouting. Since the fall of Gannan, he has been studying military books hard, and today he finally put the knowledge he has learned over the years to use. Under his command, the civilian army of the department kept changing its formation, one moment it was a plum blossom formation, and the other time it was a wedge point formation, majestic in the chaotic sea of people, comparing the heavy armored battalions of the broken army.

Just as he was killing lively, two heralds squeezed in front of his "war bull", grabbed his bamboo spear and shouted: "General Qin, the governor of the capital has an order, and your troops will return to their own camp quickly!" ”

"Huh?" Qin Yiyun paused for a moment. His civilian army all volunteered from the surrounding villages, with a total of more than 10,000 people. 5,000 were brought out to support the northern line, and more than 6,000 people remained in place to guard the trenches and deer. Looking at the situation on the battlefield just now, the main direction of the Mongolian cavalry to break through is due north, could it be that at such a critical juncture, what tricks can the enemy army play?

Thinking of this, Qin Yiyun, who was riding on the back of a buffalo, looked back and saw thousands of Mongolian iron horsemen gathered together and rushed straight towards his defense line.

Fooled! Qin Yiyun shouted in his heart, leading the soldiers and horses back to help, where is it too late. He watched as the smoke and dust brought up by the iron knights broke through the trench, crossed the deer, and rushed into the midst of his brothers.

Zhongwanhu Erdemutu waited for this opportunity, and with many years of experience in warfare, he knew that the composition of the besieging soldiers and horses was complex, and they would inevitably not be able to coordinate with each other. If the whole army raids one place, it will allow the enemy to calmly adjust the deployment of troops. Therefore, after rushing out of the city of Le'an, he did not organize a team and allowed most of the Mongol army to attack north as originally planned. But he fell to the end with a thousand-man team with the most complete formation.

Such a large number of "decoys" had the desired effect, and most of the civilian army was attracted to join the northern warband. The civilian army that remained in place had not been systematically trained, and although everyone was brave, they did not know how to deal with emergencies without a command. More than a thousand Mongolian warriors swarmed up and quickly carved a gap between them.

"Kill me, block me!" At this time, Qin Yiyun couldn't care about the formation and battle formation anymore, and led a large team of men and horses to kill back. With the support of several nearby civilian troops, dozens of Mongolian warriors at the end of the team were intercepted. But he saw that most of the Mongol cavalry broke out of the encirclement.

Blood, dark red blood stains filled Qin Yiyun's eyes. The corpse of a father and an old villager fell in front of him, bleeding from the wounds cut by the Mongolian scimitar, but with a smile on his face, as if he felt extremely satisfied to die in battle.

"Chase, catch up. Get these beasts back! Qin Yiyun shouted hoarsely, and led his soldiers to chase in the direction of the Mongolian cavalry. How could the speed of two legs run over four legs, seeing the smoke and dust brought up by the horse's hooves drifting farther and farther, a feeling of shame enveloped his whole body, throwing away the bamboo in his hand, he stretched out his hand to the short knife at his waist.

At this moment, a pair of calloused hands pressed on his arm, Qin Yiyun raised his head and saw the friendly smiling face of Zou Xun, the governor of Liangjiang.

"You're training well!" Zou Xun praised with a smile, as if he didn't see that it was precisely because Qin Yiyun led his troops to take the initiative to attack just now that Erdemutu took advantage of the loophole.

"The end, the end will be derelict in his duties!" Qin Yiyun's arm struggled, and he couldn't pull out the short knife from Zou Xun's control, so he had to give up his plan to commit suicide and apologize, and said: "Please supervise the crime, and the last general is willing to receive military law!" ”

"What a crime, I only see you leading soldiers to look better than others!" Zou Xun replied with a smile. Over the past few years, the Shaowu Command Academy has provided a large number of high-quality middle- and low-level officers for the Broken Army, but it is still very rare for a self-taught person like Qin Yiyun who can train thousands of people's troops to look like this. In Zou Xun's eyes, if such a character is cultivated by the Command Academy and given time, he may not be the commander of a single army.

"The last general attacked blindly, causing confusion in the formation and letting the enemy army go!" Qin Yiyun said ashamedly. At this point, the battle was nearing its end, and the Mongol warriors trapped in the middle of the Song army were either killed or surrendered. If it weren't for the premature attack of several civilian armies around the Wuzhong Division, it is foreseeable that none of the Mongol warriors trapped in Le'an would have escaped the net.

"Don't worry, these beasts won't be far away!" Zou Wei shook his head and comforted with a smile: "This is the Hanjia River Mountain!" ”

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