Chapter Eighty-Five: The Great Break

Yang Shenzu shouted very loudly, but it seemed that he was running at the speed of the horse and did not rush wildly.

"Report, my lord, the official and military camps are incomplete, and there is no trench outside the camp, only a fence." The scout shouted.

"Okay." Yang Shenzu was overjoyed and said: "God-given opportunity. ”

Even he never thought that the officers and soldiers would be so slack. If he can't grasp such an opportunity, he is not Yang Shenzu.

Yang Shenzu accelerated abruptly, and rushed wildly in the darkness with thousands of soldiers.

"Boom." In the humble camp of the officers and soldiers, the artillery was opened fiercely.

In Yang Shenzu's opinion, it was like fireworks blooming above the ground. With a deadly heat, the cannonball emitted a red light in the darkness, which was instantly swallowed by the darkness and disappeared, but it was the cannonball that flew rapidly, so that the red heat of the cannonball quickly dissipated, and in the darkness, the high-speed moving cannonball, both sides could not see clearly.

It's just that whether you see it or not, where are the shells.

A scream that stopped abruptly showed the power of this cannon.

As one cannon fired, the rest of the cannons rang out chaotically.

Yang Shenzu's cold lips carried a sneer.

"They're messed up."

Firearms of this era, if not able to maintain a continuous output, were no different from the trebuchets of the past.

The chaotic sound of cannons may have been somewhat powerful, but under the protection of the night, the casualties of the Cao battalion soldiers who rushed up were smaller than they believed.

"Bang bang." More than 100 riders circled the fence and fired a three-eyed firebolt.

"Snatch." Arrows come like locusts, some nailed to the fence, and some pass through the fence and shoot behind the fence, if the hit rate is not very high.

However, this burst of shooting made the officers and soldiers who were originally panicked behind them even more panicked.

The roar of the artillery then became intermittent and even more messy.

"Spread out." Dozens of volunteer soldiers dismounted and rushed over, all of them were wearing cotton armor, cotton armor under the moonlight and firelight, it was not clear what color, only the copper nails could be seen in the firelight, reflecting the light of the stars.

Dozens of people each raised their axes, looking at the axes each weighing more than ten pounds, and being able to swing such a heavy axe freely shows that these soldiers are the elite and strong men in the righteous army.

Although the organization of the official army was bad, countless arrows and guns were fired indiscriminately. But not without power.

Even wearing cotton armor could not resist such a blow, and several people were knocked to the ground in a row, leaving each with several arrows hanging from their bodies.

Some of them are just hanging up, but some of them are bleeding out. It was clearly an injury.

"Ahh The rebel soldiers who rushed to the front shouted wildly, as if they wanted to shout out all the tension and fear. He rushed to the fence in a few steps, picked up his long axe, and slammed it down.

"Bang" sawdust flew around.

More than a dozen spears slammed out from between the cracks in the fence and stabbed heavily into the man's cotton armor.

The axe was raised again, but it broke away from his hand and slammed into the ground, half of which sank into the ground. Only the wooden handle of the axe was still raised high.

Then it was pressed against a corpse, and the wooden handle was overturned, and it protruded right from underneath the corpse, red with blood from somewhere, and stared at a pair of dead eyes.

Despite the heavy casualties, the rebels continued to move forward without wavering.

"Where is the chief soldier, where is the chief soldier?" An officer was yelling frantically.

There was a mess in the army. At this moment, he couldn't find his boss Bu Congshanbu, and he was even more panicked.

"Kill." Countless shouts of killing, almost condensed into a sound wave, came from the west, and the officer turned his head to look, only to see that the entire west bank of Suishui was almost illuminated.

Countless torches were connected into a sea of fire, not to mention tens of thousands of torches swaggering.

"Plop." The officer fell to his knees on the ground and said in a voice that no one could hear, "It's over." ”

"One, two, three." Dozens of people shouted together, and the ten-meter-wide fence fell to the ground. On each log, there are traces of axe chopping, shallow or deep, and some have been broken.

However, due to the problem of the chopping angle, it cannot be too low, so there is still nearly one meter left of this wooden fence, and it cannot be higher in some places and less in some places.

According to the rules of the march, one should burn one end of a log and build a wooden wall with a patrol platform on it.

This kind of camp, in the Warring States of Japan, should be called a certain city. It's just a rush, it's just a rush.

As far as Bu Congshan himself is concerned, he wants to repair again tomorrow. But he never thought that he would have no chance.

"Kill." The shouts suddenly rose above them

Yang Xianzu waited for this moment, he quickly whipped up with more than 100 horsemen and rushed straight over, his eyes were fixed on the fence of nearly one meter, the hand holding the reins, suddenly wrapped, wrapped the reins around his hand, and pulled it up suddenly.

Yang Shenzu's mount, with four hooves in the air, seemed to rush into the camp slowly.

From the perspective of the officers and soldiers.

A bright moon shone from behind Yang Shenzu, Yang Shenzu leaned on the horse's back, the only saber was raised high, and a trace of light flowed on the blade, as if to catch the light of the moon.

The flash of the knife swept into the neck of a soldier with the help of horsepower

Above him, the human head flew up, and blood spurted into the brazier, and the flames in the brazier seemed to burst into flames.

Immediately after Yang Shenzu's long knife, he provoked the deflagrated brazier, and flew away at once, and countless burning coals splashed out and landed on the tent.

The wind was howling, Yang Shenzu didn't stop at all, and went to the camp to kill.

Countless rebel cavalry rushed in through the gap, bringing up gusts of wind.

The flames swayed and grew on top of the tents, and each troop of cavalry rushed over, causing the flames to shake.

In the midst of this frequent shaking, the flames swelled rapidly, burning through the entire tent, like a red flower, desperately radiating heat to all sides.

It's not just here that is ignited, looking down from the sky, large expanses of flames desperately render their own colors.

Countless horse teams with hundreds of people in a team, chasing and killing officers and soldiers everywhere. The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of people neighing on their horses, the sound of swords and soldiers meeting each other, shouting, screaming, and even the sound of burning flames, the sound of hunting with the wind eating the banner, countless sounds are mixed together, it is like a boil.

The officers and soldiers could not find the generals, and the generals could not find the soldiers, and they were already in a state of collapse. There is simply no way to organize effective resistance. In this situation, anyone with a little military experience knows that the defeat is irretrievable.

Under the command of Yang Shenzu.

Countless horse teams seemed to be small arrows, heading from all directions to one place.

It's the very center of the camp. The last place to resist.

"My lord, let's go." Bu Congshan was restless, he was a veteran oilman, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he didn't say a word, and was ready to leave.

It's just that he remembered He Renlong's previous experience, gritted his teeth and decided to take Wang Han away.

But he never expected that Wang Han would actually support the hero throughout the whole time.

Wang Han was dressed in an official robe and was extremely neat, and looked at Bu Congshan coldly and said: "As an official of the imperial court, how can this official avoid thieves, and the country entrusts me with tens of thousands of soldiers, and the defeat of the army is just a death of the country, and it can be regarded as a well-deserved death." Mr. Bu is free to do so. ”

To be honest, Wang Han now has the intention of killing Bu Congshan. With such a big defeat, Wang Han thought to himself that he really couldn't get out of it, but the most important problem was still with Bu Congshan.

If Bu Congshan hadn't escaped from the battle, at least he wouldn't have been so miserably defeated.

It's really Wang Han who knows that he can't.

Without him, Bu Congshan wanted to escape, but he was not unprepared, and his own family members were all brought with him. Although the number of hundreds of families is small, they are all elite people. Once the fire rises here, Wang Han has no confidence to win Bu Congshan.

He still has troops left to fight against the thieves, and --, thinking of this, Wang Han sneered in his heart: "Bu Congshan, Bu Congshan, in this situation, are you still leaving here with all your heads and tails?" Even if I agree, the thief will never let you go. ”

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