In later generations, the British fought the slave war and the spice war, and Wang Hou's defense of Jinzhou can be called a mud war!

Xianbei people have 50,000 horses, how many people can be placed on the ten-meter-long avenue, people crowd people cavalry is not even able to rush, ride on the horse and take the horse to fight with the people, but is restricted by the horse, the front of the dozen or so rushed people with a horse pistol to do down, the Xianbei cavalry behind simply jumped off the horse, the mount as a meat shield, the two sides across the horse brandished a spear tinkling and clanging a lively.

This end was blocked on the road, and the Xianbei people, who were anxious at the back, did not need anyone to take the lead, they had already jumped off the paddy field, and the infantry regiments that were surging towards Wang Ben on both sides of the road wrapped up.

A pair of big feet stepped on the still cold paddy field, and the wheat seedlings that had just been planted were splashed by the muddy water, and pieces of mud splashed on their bodies, and on their chests, these Xianbei people didn't care, they just cared about the murderous eyes full of murderous energy, and ran straight to the Han sheep who were blocking their robbery road.

There are too many Xianbei people, it's really like the zombie movies that Wang Hou has seen in later generations, there are almost few breaths, hundreds of nomadic cavalry have gone around to Wang Ben's flank, these Xianbei people are too tigers in the Northeast dialect of later generations, too biao! The soles of his feet slipped and he lay down in the mud, and he was stepped on his back, and he couldn't care about wiping the muddy water off his whole body, so he picked up the broken gun with a handful of mud and slag on his nose, and screamed and pierced it.

Attacked on three sides, the Xianbei people were so dense that even the Qingzhou heavy infantry could only hold the small round shield on their left arm to block their faces, facing the guns of unknown numbers like the forest, and they used axes indiscriminately, and they couldn't even draw out the kung fu to fight back.

Suddenly, there was another scream around him, seeing a heavy infantry under his own command on the flank stabbing out with an axe, and before he could take it back, he was pulled out by several slaps dragging the handle of the axe and gun of the blood Linlin, Wang Ben didn't even have a chance to rescue, watching him being dragged out of the array, and being pushed to the ground by the dense Xianbei people was really like slaughtering livestock, and the stretched and struggling slap was also held down by seven hands and eight feet, in his desperate roar, the Xianbei man riding his waist twisted his neck violently, and the opposite side pulled out a knife to cut meat, according to his exposed neck, cut down fiercely.

His head was full of hot sweat, the blue tendons on his forehead were jumping, and he glanced back anxiously, Wang Ben held up the green steel sword that he had in hand, which was also bloody, and roared loudly.

"Retreat pace! Marching backwards! One-two-one-two! ”

The difference between the long-trained elite troops and the rabble is vividly revealed here, and ninety percent of the troops of the Han Dynasty are afraid that they will retreat in an uproar in this case, turn around and run, even if they fall into the camp, the halberd soldiers, and the top troops of the first camp can only fight to the death, but Wang Hou's Qingzhou Brigade has achieved a backward march.

Four hundred people were like one person, the voice was the same as the shout, the footsteps were the same as the retreat, and in front of the thousands of thieves, this small phalanx actually dragged the thick Hu people phalanx inch by inch and slowly retreated towards the fifteen-mile fort.

Wang Ben thought that Li Fu was a villain completely, and he was still a villain for Li Fu, preventing Wang Hou from sending troops to support his troops, and he didn't know that standing on the roof of the outermost two-story building of Fifteen Mile Fort, Li Dabeard was so anxious that his eyebrows were already burning like fire!

"Lord, it's all right! It's okay, the thief has gone deep enough! It's time to march! ”

When his old boy followed the Yuan family, Yuan Shao had fought the craziest battle, and he didn't dare to take out the first camp of Koyi and beat tens of thousands of Gongsun Zhan's army! I am afraid that Wang Ben's whole army will collapse with a crotch, and then the overwhelming thieves will rush to Jincheng like mercury, in that case, even if the plan of Ma Yi that he and Wang Hou jointly planned is successful, it will be a big defeat.

Let him babble in his ear, Wang Hou's attention is always on the mighty Xianbei people who have entered the funnel, his official road is too narrow and long, fifteen miles away, and now only half of the Xianbei people have come in, seeing that the white deer banner of the Murong clan at the end has never moved, Wang Hou himself is also impatient, but the military token is in his hand, and he is so hot that he condenses a sweat, but he never throws it out!

"My lord! It really can't be delayed any longer! Your Majesty! ”

Slowly retreat and then neatly, after all, it is not as fast as two big feet fluttering in the mud and running forward, seeing the Xianbei who went down to the field, I don't know which Hu soldier is even like a huge flower bud, the Xianbei soldiers in the front section are all fighting with the last light infantry, and finally, Li Fu, who was so anxious that his eyes were red, shouted guilty, and snatched the arrow out of Wang Hou's hand and threw it out.

The flagbearer, who was also looking at the flag from the side, had already waved the flag out before he even waited for the token to land.

"Kill!"

In the shouts of the sky, from the ridge of a higher field on the bank of the Daling River, two groups of bigfoot monsters suddenly came out, holding axes and guns, and the long-waiting Qingzhou heavy infantry stepped on the feet and propped them out with branches, and the leather soles of the ducks poofed, clicked on the soil, and also jumped off the world, and quickly ran to the Xianbei people who went down to the fields on both sides of the road to kill them.

This small big round sole really works, in the soft paddy field, they can't sink into the ankle bone like the Xianbei people at all, they can't pull it out for a long time, the pace is funny, but the speed is fast, and a few charges will reach the back of the Xianbei people of the Qingzhou troops on the siege road.

I really didn't expect these Han people in the pass to run so fast in the mud mess, and even when the captain Zhu Zhao and Zhuge Ji were killed, many Xianbei people didn't even turn around, and their feet sank deep into the mud, seeing the heavy axes and guns of the Han people smashing down their heads, screaming in fear, and the outermost Xianbei standard-bearer was afraid to block with a spear in his hand.

With a bang, the spear shaft blocked the axe blade that cut off his head, but he raised his hands high and opened the empty door on his chest, and the Qingzhou soldiers behind him stabbed a spear with a further puff, and the polished white blade of the spear entered the red blade, and the head of the spear splashed with blood and was inserted from the back of the Xianbei man.

Lowered his head incredibly, looked at the spear on his chest and spurted out a stream of blood, and in an instant, the eyes of the Xianbei thief lost their light.

But his life was gone, but he stood for two or three seconds, and then the corpse fell down with blood gushing out, and behind his back, the heels buried in the soil were suddenly propped up, and two big pits were made in the paddy field.

Just relying on Lao Tzu to run faster than you, the extensional, flexible Qingzhou soldiers are like training scarecrows, and with a click, the Xianbei people who can't pull out their feet in the mud for a long time chop a large piece of it, and they all scream.

But! The advantage of the Qingzhou Army's partial counteroffensive did not last long, because there were too few troops rushing forward to support, and only two more regiments were added, and a total of only 1,200 people were put into battle, but there were 20,000 or 30,000 people who responded to the battle head-on.

was killed with red eyes, watching his seven eldest brothers-in-law and eight uncles being chopped off by the big axe in the hands of the Han people, his eyes were red with anger, and more Xianbei people turned over and dismounted, jumped into the mud with fluttering, and rushed to the flank of the Qingzhou army.

Standing on the roof and looking out at the battlefield, the huge Xianbei army gradually opened its umbrella like a big mushroom, and the battlefield gradually moved from the dry land to the muddy paddy fields!