Yexian's army walked slowly, and finally reached Shangcai in late September, all because the officials in various places along the way were overzealous.

Under the hospitality of Feizhen, his ambition when he left Beijing has disappeared.

Just like the spell that plagued the generals of the Yuan army, Yexian's line was finally occupied by a group of curvy Yingyan, and the task of recovering Shangcai was handed over to Gong Buban.

Gong Buban's chest was purple and red, and his voice was like a bell, and there was no doubt that he was a brave general from the grassland.

After listening to the spies' reply in his military tent, his eyebrows instantly stretched, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered: "It's a shame that I have taken these red scarf thieves to heart, and they have fled without a fight, which is really boring." ”

The spy who returned the report muttered in his heart, and said in his heart, I clearly said that there are still about a thousand enemy troops waiting for him, why did he flee without a fight when he arrived at you? Did you not hear clearly?

The spy wiped his forehead with his sleeve robe, and a few drops of hot sweat oozed from his forehead, and when he was still hesitating to make it clear with the vanguard general in front of him, Gong Buban waved his hand impatiently, "What are you doing here?" Let's go down. ”

I thought that I could get some rewards if I found out the truth, and no matter how bad it was, I could be praised by the general, but I didn't expect that the sycophants didn't shoot but fell into a cold face, and swallowed back the words that were just about to be spoken.

He replied respectfully on the surface and stepped back, thinking in his heart that next time he should really polish the words of the reply, so as to satisfy the general who was eager for quick success.

"Brother Yessu, allocate 3,000 soldiers to you, and go and take Shangcai back for me within three days." Gong Buban estimated that the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled people didn't have to do it themselves, so he called his own generals to do it himself.

Brother Su, who was an adjutant when the spy returned, also heard it clearly, although he noticed the words in the spout's words that "there are nearly a thousand people on guard at all times" compared to Gong Buban, but he also decided that this was a credit that fell from the sky.

Brother Ye Su's heart was pleasantly surprised, but on the surface, he pretended to be calm, and said in a low voice: "Obey." Then he took the army and ordered his own troops.

Before the next day, the 3,000 soldiers and horses led by Brother Yessu had reached Shangcai, and the lonely wind swept in the face, rolling up the dead grass and fallen leaves in the dust to draw a bleak autumn scene.

Brother Yesu is in a very good mood, on the one hand, because the long-awaited cool autumn has finally replaced the scorching summer - which makes the pores on his body extremely comfortable; On the other hand, it is because after today, there will be a heavy stroke of his credit in the book of merit submitted to the imperial court.

That's a lot of work! Although it is conceivable that the newspaper that was passed on to the imperial court also took the lion's share of the credit first, it was always good to drink some broth along with it.

Just as he was in his imagination, the figure of a spy suddenly appeared in front of him. Judging by the speed of the horses under the scout, something must have happened.

When the spy saw Brother Yessu, he hurriedly pulled up the reins, the horses screamed, raised their front hooves on the spot, and then barely stopped, "General, the red turban thieves in the county are gone!" ”

"What did you say!?" The nervousness of the spies has already made Brother Ye Su have a sense of foreboding, and after listening to his report at this moment, he is even more panicked, raising his eyebrows and angrily reprimanding: "Why did you stay in the county yesterday and disappear today?" Find it for me! ”

The concept of recovering an empty township and capturing a township after a desperate struggle is completely different - if this group of remaining red turban thieves also escapes, it means that the cooked duck flies for Brother Yessu, how can he not be angry?

When Brother Ye Su was thinking about where to go to find this gang of thieves, there was a sudden earth-shattering shout of killing from the rear of the troops.

Brother Su hurriedly turned the horse's head, and saw a large number of red scarves surging in the tail wing of the troops, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "What a group of rebellious people, I was worried that I couldn't find you, so I ran out by myself." ”

Brother Ye Su roared and ordered: "The whole army obeys the order!" Give it all to me! ”

Since it was determined early on that this was a siege and annihilation battle, no matter how tenacious the thieves were, they were only engaged in some street battles in the complex terrain of the county, so Brother Susu brought 3,000 well-equipped foot soldiers with him in this battle.

In order to curry favor with the noble ministers in the palace, he also deliberately placed hundreds of cowardly Xue Dan in the back of the team, so that they could pick up some merit on the battlefield.

As everyone knows, this made him smug and now it has become his failure, and the two armies have the heaviest fighting spirit, so there is a saying that 'the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road'.

Needless to say, the Red Turban Army led by Han Yan'er is a mourning soldier who sacrificed his life, and its fighting spirit and morale have reached its peak without deliberately rendering.

On the other hand, on the side of the Yuan army, more than 2,000 elite soldiers are indeed full of fighting spirit, but they can't stand the incompetence of these hundreds of officials and eunuchs in the rear of the army.

Only then did Brother Susu realize the seriousness of the problem, if he won this battle, these wastes were his icing on the cake, and if he lost this battle, his head would move!

So at the moment, he couldn't care about the life or death of these cowardly Xue Dan, so he straightened his waist and ordered loudly: "Those who retreat are killed!" With that, he turned his heart sideways, pulled out the ring knife and slashed a cowardly Xue Xue who was holding his head and running around.

In front of him was a red turban thief who fought for his life, and behind him was Brother Ye Su, who suddenly became cold-blooded and ruthless, this group of cowardly Xue Dan who went to the battlefield for the first time suddenly became even more flustered, and his hands trembled and wanted to resist slightly.

But a group of sons and brothers who tease birds and flowers on weekdays are powerless, where can they beat this group of villagers who do rough work in the fields all year round?

For a while, he was either scythe-cut into the skull, or he was slapped on the ground by a nail rake, and the whole piece fell down.

Seeing that the general situation was not good, a cowardly Xue simply smeared his hands full of blood from his dead comrades-in-arms, and lay on the ground pretending to be dead as soon as he threw his weapon.

Ren Hongscarf Jun stepped on him and couldn't hold back without making a sound, only scolding Brother Susu in his heart, if he could go back to the capital, he would definitely give him a good look at his uncle, who held great power.

It's just that his life is not good, most of the Red Turban Army are getting braver and braver, and they rush fast, but there is an old man with bad legs and feet at the back, who stares at the battlefield situation with round eyes.

The cowardly Xue Xue's actions that were greedy for life and afraid of death happened to be seen by him, and Lao Suo immediately clenched the short sickle that never left his hand and limped over, taking the head of this noble son like cutting rice.

Cowardly, Xue Yu only felt a cold neck, and after his throat and eyes were slightly sweet, he began to dream of spring and autumn forever.

In the dream, he killed the head of the thief Han Yan'er in the first battle of Shangcai, and was rewarded for this merit after returning to Beijing, so that he could return to that luxurious and gorgeous place to enjoy endless leisurely happiness.