Chapter 167: Ci is not in charge of the troops

Most of them were like headless flies, and some had begun to flee to the city in panic. Outside the city, a large number of officers and soldiers began to pounce, and in a few moments, the city gate would be captured.

At this moment, Wei Zixiang took a painful breath, he knew very well in his heart that Luonan City could not be defended, and the plan for now was to keep more people. If they continue to stay and fight with the officers and soldiers, then the north and south gates of the officers and soldiers will be blocked, and everyone will be trapped and killed in the city.

"Brothers, the south gate is still in our hands, withdraw quickly..... Retreat to the South Gate.... Quickly inform the king's leader......"

Wei Zixiang raised his arms and shouted, the people in the city finally had the backbone and began to retreat to the south gate in an orderly manner. There are not too many people under Liu Guineng's hands, so he can only choose to keep the north city gate first, and watch a large number of chaotic parties go away.

Luonan City fell, but due to Wei Zixiang's timely response, his soldiers and horses did not lose too much. The southern city gate was wide open, and a large number of peasant troops rushed south along the Shangluo Ancient Road, and when they looked back at the place where they had been stationed for more than two months, Wei Zixiang was stunned. It's hard to imagine that he has been guarding for more than two months without accidents, but this time he lost Luonan City in less than an hour. How did the officers and soldiers discover the ambush in Huashan?

There are fiery red clouds in the sky, and the setting sun stains half of the sky red. The grass and trees withered, the wind flew, and the dust danced in the wind, intertwining with the bloody sky to form an eerie picture.

It's such a beautiful scenery, but for some reason, Wei Zixiang felt a trace of coldness in his heart. May was windy, but not so dusty as it was to cloud the sky. As far as the eye can see, there seems to be something hidden under that sky.

Continue to the south, but the more you go, the more uneasy your heart becomes. Soon after, an embarrassed spy in front of him came back in a panic, covered in blood and with wounds on his face.

Wei Zixiang once sent many spies, on the one hand, to inquire about the situation ahead, and on the other hand, to notify Wang Daliang in Shangzhou City, asking him to send troops to meet him. However, after waiting for a long time, only one spy came back, and it seemed that he had just experienced a bloody battle.

"Brother Wei..... A large number of officers and soldiers were found at the front, all of them were cavalry, and in order to cover the two brothers to go to Shangzhou, they finally ..... I was the only one who ran back....."

The spy looked moved, and as he spoke, tears the size of beans had fallen from his eyes, and two scars on his face made him look even more hideous.

Wei Zixiang opened his mouth slightly, and the hand holding the reins of the horse trembled slightly, although he was trying his best to hide, but the serious panic could not deceive people.

"Cavalry? How could there be cavalry here? What is the approximate number of people? They ....."

Before he finished asking, Wei Zixiang's eyebrows twisted together, and he looked uncontrollably towards the southwest.

Pedal Pedal ..... Boom Boom Boom .....

The sound of thunder rushed there, and as far as the eye could see, it was the most misty place in the sky. The voice became clearer and clearer, and the earth trembled slightly with the roar.

Cavalry, a large number of cavalry, only a large number of cavalry charges, such a result. Wei Zixiang's face instantly turned pale, and looking back left and right, his heart burst open and turned into full despair. It's over, all the troops under his command are two-legged, how can they outrun a group of fierce and vicious cavalry? On dozens of miles of flat land, in the face of cavalry, there is almost no escape.

Cavalry has always been a type of soldier that exists in word of mouth, since the incident, transferred to Shudi, entered Shangluo Road, Wei Zixiang has never seen officers and soldiers dispatch cavalry. Later, I asked the brothers who had taken refuge from the officers and soldiers, and then I learned that the cavalry was a noble type of troops, and so far, only the elite of the border army had cavalry. Even if it is the nine sides of the Ming Dynasty, the only ones who can afford to raise cavalry are Xuanfu, Datong Mansion and Liaodong.

The cavalry is too expensive, and it is easy not to be transferred to the interior to participate in the suppression of bandits, and for the imperial court, it is too extravagant to use cavalry to suppress bandits. But now, the cavalry really appeared.

Gradually, a black torrent appeared in the field of vision, the war horses were galloping, and the mighty was like the sky, and the timid people had begun to tremble with their legs, and they wanted to escape, but their legs and feet did not obey the call.

Wei Zixiang screamed in his heart, it's over! But knowing that it was over, he didn't dare to escape, he heard those old people say, in the face of cavalry, don't think about escaping, rush against the trend to kill, it is possible to live, just care about fleeing for your life, then you will definitely die.

With a lift of the steel knife in his hand, his left foot stepping on the stirrup, and his right foot stepping on the horse's back, Wei Zixiang stared at his eyes and roared, "Brothers, don't panic, get closer, and fight with the officers and soldiers..... Carry the past, we may live ....."

Clamping the horseback again, Wei Zixiang blended in the crowd, relying on his cronies' soldiers and horses, and slowly cleaned up the morale that was almost collapsed. It can also be regarded as Wei Zixiang's prestige, with his efforts, the people around him actually gathered and assembled very obediently, maintaining a complete formation, only a few people were too scared and chose to escape.

Finally, the cavalry arrived, and they held cavalry spears and leaned on their horses, and the spears rushed straight over, and they would be able to knock one person away.

Since the peasant army did not have a large number of shields to form a shield wall for protection, it relied purely on meat shields to block the front. In an instant, the cavalry spears rushed into formation, and the formation that had just been assembled was cut into several pieces like tofu.

Wei Zixiang swallowed his saliva, his head buzzing. At this moment, he really didn't know what to do, he finally tried to maintain a good formation, but in front of the cavalry, he was so vulnerable.

The formation was cut open, and then a strange cavalry was seen coming, they maintained a neat line, and the horses kept a distance, connected by iron cables. When this cavalry rushed over, the world became a blood-colored slaughterhouse.

A peasant soldier with red eyes was killed, and he roared and rushed over. But the sharp iron rope swept through his abdomen, dragging him on the ground for several feet.

There was a red stain of blood on the ground, he wailed in pain, and his hands instinctively covered his abdomen, but the blood continued to seep out along his fingers. In the distance, on the iron rope that had been dyed red, hung half of the red-white intestines.

"No...... Not ......"

Seeing this scene, someone threw away the blade in his hand, covered his head and screamed miserably.

On one side is the battle-hardened Han and Mongolian cavalry, and on the other side is the rabble. This peasant army has never even seen a real cavalry, let alone a kidnapping horse in front of them? In front of this cavalry, they had no power to resist.

It was a massacre, and the blood stained the earth red, merging with the red sunset.

......

In the distance, Tie Mo and Sand Sculpture and others rode on horseback, looking at the battlefield from afar.

Listening to the constant wails in his ears, there was no joy on the faces of several people, and even Tiemo, who was used to seeing death, was a little unbearable.

Most of those people were farmers who had no quarrel with the world, and they were good citizens under the Ming Dynasty, living a life of income and rest at sunrise. However, natural disasters and man-made disasters made them hungry, and in the end they took up arms and became a chaotic party.