Suddenly, they were attacked on three sides, and the thieves were caught off guard, and the men and horses running on the outermost side fell down one after another, and those who could still move quickly moved closer to the middle, took out firearms, bows and crossbows, and shot at the officers and soldiers of the Nanyang battalion.

"Thief, your grandfather Huanghu has been treating you for a long time!" There was a loud cry in the forest, and Liu Xiyao heard the voice of an acquaintance.

This person is Huang Hu, the garrison officer at the time of the Battle of Luoyang, and now he is one of the most capable people under Zhu Youhua.

"Fight back, fight back!"

Liu Xiyao's first reaction was to give up the Lei Dahu he was chasing and take down the Yellow Tiger, so that he could crack this batch of ambushes.

However, the officers and soldiers were hiding in the forest, and it was very noisy everywhere, and he could only hear the voice of the yellow tiger coming from the woods on the east side, and he didn't know where the specific person was.

On the battlefield, every moment, groups of thieves were shot to death by the Nanyang battalion.

The officers and men of the Nanyang battalion had discussed in advance, and they only stood at a distance to shoot, and the men and horses who rushed up often slashed and killed a few thieves and then returned to the battle, and they would not fall in love with the battle at all.

On the contrary, the thieves stood in the open, and they were on the side of the ambush, and even if they quickly took out their firearms and crossbows to return fire, because they could not see where the officers and soldiers were standing, they could only shoot indiscriminately into the forest and in front.

As a result, the lethality of lead bullets and arrows fired is limited.

The B-shaped battalion that Lei Dahu retreated and the Jiazi battalion and the C-shaped battalion that had been ambushed in advance on both sides were all equipped with giant shields and arquebuses, and even the baggage battalion was wearing a complete set of armor, and there were few casualties.

The thieves have no shields, most of them are homeless people with miscellaneous weapons, and they have no armor on their bodies, so they have become a live target of the Nanyang battalion.

Liu Xiyao knew the plan, roared, rode his horse and waved his knife to rush to the east woods where the sound of the yellow tiger was heard, but before he could rush to the edge of the forest, the war horse under his crotch was hit by several lead bullets and fell down with a wail.

Seeing that the main general was in danger, the remaining horse teams stepped forward to cover, but without exception, they fell under the more rapid bullet rain of the Nanyang battalion.

Liu Xiyao rolled on the ground with agility, and after standing up, he was even more furious when he saw that the groups of horse teams were killed as live targets by the officers and soldiers in order to save him.

However, at this time, there is no other way, although his own number is more than the other party, and now that he is really fighting, he is a little powerless, as if there are more officers and soldiers.

Liu Xiyao bent down to avoid the dense lead bullets of the Nanyang battalion while thinking about how to get out.

At the time when he saw the group of horses dying under the sharp fire of this group of officers and soldiers, Liu Xiyao was thinking about countermeasures.

He thought about waving his army to rush to the woods on both sides and fight to the end with the officers and soldiers, but considering that the combat effectiveness of the displaced people was not strong, and the officers and soldiers of the unit were well-organized and well-armed, he quickly gave up this idea.

He then decided to lure the officers and men out of the woods, first out of the range of the birds, and then return to fight, because his number was not less than that of this group of officers and men.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiyao immediately ordered the whole army to retreat.

The Nanyang battalion continued to hide in the woods on both sides and released dense lead bullets to hit the thieves, and when they saw the thieves retreat in a hurry, there were bursts of cheers in the army.

When the thieves retreated to half of the range, Zhu Youhua gave an order, and the war drums on the other side of the bridge immediately sounded, and Huang Hu and Zhong Baizong led the officers and soldiers of the Nanyang battalion who were ambushed on both sides to rush out at the same time.

The officers and men rushed out of the forest with the handsome banner of "Zhu" on one hand and the banner of "yellow" and "thunder" on the other, dealing a heavy blow to the thieves who were retreating.

At the same time, the cavalry team, which had been detouring for a long time, also turned from defense to attack and began a full-scale pursuit, they rushed out from behind the hill in front, led by several hundred generals, and went straight to Liu Xiyao.

Liu Xiyao heard the sudden shouting of killing behind him, turned his head to look at those murderous officers and soldiers, and suddenly felt a little glad that he had made the right decision.

At this time, the officers and soldiers who rushed to the front were none other than the B-shaped battalion of the Lei Dahu Department that had just escaped in disguise.

Liu Xiyao had gone through many battles, and if he continued to retreat like this, once the vanguard of the officers and soldiers bit his rear troops, it would be easy for them to turn from retreat to rout.

Although he was intimidated by the momentum of the officers and soldiers, Liu Xiyao still immediately ordered to break into the camp and return to fight again, and the two teams of men and horses suddenly collided together, and in an instant, the stumps flew and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Originally, Liu Xiyao's former soldiers were not weaker than Zhu Youhua's entire army.

However, because of the long-distance pursuit and the chaos and disorder of Fangcai, many people exhausted their physical strength, but most of the people in the Nanyang battalion were waiting for work, and after the ambush was successful, they felt that Zhu Youhua was the chosen son, and they seemed to be a hundred times more courageous.

Therefore, from the beginning of the battle between the two sides, it is a one-sided battle.

The two sides fought in less than half an hour, and the thieves were at a disadvantage, gradually losing their support, and in the melee, Liu Xiyao had already changed mounts with the horse team, but they were still killed and retreated one after another.

On the other hand, on the side of the Nanyang battalion, there is no worry about the first battle at all, everyone is united, and the morale is getting higher and higher.

Liu Xiyao and the leader of the horse team met together, and the two discussed it, and their opinions were different.

The leader of the horse team wanted to fight to the death, waiting for Tian Jianxiu's army and Bai Minghe's 10,000 horses to arrive, and then turn defeat into victory.

Liu Xiyao shook his head.

"The momentum of this Nanyang battalion is different from that of ordinary officers and soldiers, their firearms are very sharp, and if they fight hard, even if Tian Ye arrives, the men and horses will be almost killed and wounded."

"Besides, Tian Ye is at least a few miles away, this Nanyang battalion is so strong in combat, it is very likely that we will not be able to withstand that time, Lao Tzu doesn't want to die in this place where birds don't."

"The white crane in the north should be almost there, go to the north to meet him, then cross the river, detour behind the ass of the officers and soldiers, and stab him again!"

After speaking, Liu Xiyao gave the order to retreat north.

Now that Liu Xiyao had made up his mind, the leader of the horse team had nothing to say, and the soldiers of the Nanyang battalion soon heard the sound of gongs from the thief formation, and they all understood that they were about to run away.

With this order, the thieves no longer have any fighting spirit.

Except for the leader of the horse team who led more than 1,000 cavalry to fight and retreat, the rest of the men and horses quickly left the officers and soldiers of the Nanyang battalion who were fighting and evacuated the battlefield.

However, the direction of their retreat was different from Liu Xiyao's plan, because the thieves were already unrestrained and were breaking up in three directions.

There are those who have always run back, and there are those who have fled for their lives to the south, and only a small part of them follow Liu Xiyao to the north to find Bai Minghe to meet.

Due to the containment of the horse team and the rest of the rout, Liu Xiyao quickly took the few remaining men and horses to get rid of the pursuers of the Nanyang battalion.

But what Liu Xiyao didn't expect was that after running for two or three miles, Bai Minghe didn't see it, but he killed another ambush from the oblique stab.

A banner with the word "Yang" was displayed in the hunting west wind, but it was Yang Feng, the commander of Nanyang Wei, who led the army and horses of his headquarters to ambush here.

This Yang Feng bared a mouthful of yellow teeth, rode on the horse and laughed: "The prince of Nanyang is honest and does not deceive me, sure enough, a small group of rogues escaped here." ”

Hehe, this military exploit sent to the door for nothing, don't don't want it in vain!