Fang Qian and the others all took their female dependents, and it was already difficult for them to ride a horse for more than 100 miles a day, and they couldn't do it if they had to travel 250 miles a day.

There are more than 4,000 people in Xu Jin's department, and there are less than 8,000 people in the convergence of Fang Qian's Baihe and Lu Zhao's department, regardless of today, the black turban cavalry will definitely not be able to catch up in one day, and it will take two days to catch up, one before and one after three days, and the main force of Ye Xin's department has returned in three days, just to kill a surprise.

Before the sky was clear, the army was on its way. One man and two war horses rushed east at full speed to the south of Shaoping, ran out of more than 120 miles in a row, replaced another war horse, continued to march eastward, and arrived 50 miles southwest of Shaoping that night, less than 30 miles away from the place where the pontoon bridge of the Black Turban Army was erected, and the whole day was 2560 miles away from the forced march.

Song He's cavalry found that Xu Jin's department suddenly retreated to the east, at first thought that it was to see through the plan, did not dare to act rashly, and sent scouts overnight to investigate the news, until the next day the Xianjun threw off the war horse and there was no trace of the news, Song He was still shocked, and did not make up his mind to pursue, and was still worried that it was the Xian army that saw through his strategy, and used horses as bait to lure him out.

So the next morning, there was no pursuit, and the spot was repaired and reprobed. As a result, in the afternoon, there was news that the Xian army had already gone east for a day, and the angry Song He was angry and blew up his liver and lungs, and the thunder immediately turned around and went east, and at this time it was already a whole day and two nights away from the Xian army going east.

The Xian army set up camp fifty miles southwest of Shaoping, and the Black Turban army did not receive news until the early morning of the next day.

"Qi, respect the Heavenly King, last night fifty miles northwest of Shaoping, suddenly found the cavalry of the Xian Army, intending to attack our army crossing the river pontoon bridge!"

"What!" The supernatural power was like thunder, and the blue tendons on the cheeks behind the mask jumped violently, and the old tendons floated on the face, and he was shocked and stunned. In a blink of an eye, I thought that the scouts I had scattered along the way the day before yesterday must have been uprooted by the Xian army, otherwise it would not have been possible to come with news this morning, at least in the early morning.

Unfolding the topographic map, his eyes fell on more than 300 miles west of Shaoping, which should be the place where the Xian army camped yesterday, 30,000 people drove 100,000 donkeys and horses, and they couldn't walk more than 100 miles in a day. Now it suddenly appeared fifty miles northwest of Shaoping, either a feint of a small group of people or its main force.

If it is the main force, then someone must leave the horses to guard the horses, and Song He will definitely succeed under one blow, and it is impossible for the Xian army not to know the stakes.

Thinking of this, Shentong's chest sank, and his cheeks twitched behind the mask:

"I see, I see! It was really bold to make such a decision, abandon all the horses, and march eastward with the whole army. Okay, okay...... That's amazing! Shentong Sen said coldly, his chest was full of waves.

Unexpectedly, the Xianjun army would give up their horses after pulling away so that they could free up their hands to attack the pontoon bridge they had built, and then send someone to cross the river to send a letter to Chen Fei. Finally, he attacked west along the way he came, killing Song He by surprise and recapturing the horses.

In this way, even if the Xian army has losses one after another, the losses of the Black Turban Army will not be less. Coupled with the horses brought by Song He, if the Xianjun won the first battle, they would make a lot of money this time.

Regardless of the anger in his chest, the supernatural powers have no skills at this time, even if they send thousands of horses, it is impossible to inform Lu Ting and Chen Hanxin, who are repairing the bridge, of the news before the Xian army, let alone withdraw the men and horses.

"Someone, someone!"

The supernatural power shouted, and the Chinese officer entered the hall and saluted:

"The last general!"

"Quickly go and order Song He, be sure to kill all the horses of the Xian army, not one of them, not all of them, not one of them!"

The supernatural power said hysterically, and the Chinese officer was stunned and at a loss:

"Heavenly King, do you really want to do that?"

"Don't go yet!"

"No!"

Rather than let the Xian army get the horses, it is better to get no one. The horses were more than 300 miles away from Shao Ping, and even if Song He brought the horses back, it would take three or four days later. At this time, the Xian army had already defeated Lu Ting's return to the west, and it was not the turn of the Black Turban Army to capture the horses.

Only by killing all the horses and completely sweeping away the potential of the Xian cavalry can the Xian cavalry be solved once and for all. When the Black Turban Army wins the Xu State Horse Farm in Xu State, hundreds of thousands of war horses will be at their fingertips, less than 100,000, more than 100,000 war horses, and it will be insignificant to the Black Turban Army. However, the Xian army was short of manpower, logistics and transportation, and agricultural production were extremely difficult, so where to get 100,000 horses for labor.

At dawn, more than 20,000 people of the Xian army poured out to kill the pontoon bridge, Lu Ting and Chen Hanxin 20,000 people were still in the dark at this time, completely unaware that the Xian army was close at hand 30 miles to the west, Lu Ting led his troops to set up the pontoon bridge in the second half of last night, and Chen Hanxin was ready to cross the river today.

Since the retreat of the Xian army three days ago, many units of the Black Turban Army have been relaxed, and soon after the sky has brightened, all armies and battalions have buried their pots to make rice, and as soon as the smoke of cooking has risen, groups of soldiers in groups of three or five have rushed to the camp to wait for the meal.

The gruel didn't take two sips, the ground suddenly shook and couldn't do it, and the experienced old soldiers took their knives and guns to look west, only to see a black pressure and a piece of dust rolling in, and the distance was still eight or nine miles away.

The news reached Chen Hanxin and Lu Ting's tents, and the two generals came to the front of the battle to check in a panic. Because the lookout was not repaired, just riding on a horse and looking vaguely, the distance was too far to see the appearance of the military uniform and flag of the comer, but the momentum was fierce and murderous.

"It was Song He who led the army to cross the river, right?" Lu Ting guessed.

"Song He? If you can drive the horses so fast, at least the day after tomorrow you can get to Shaoping to hand over the horses, and it will take a day to get here, how can it be so fast. ”

Chen Hanxin categorically denied it, but Lu Ting disagreed:

"That's not Song He, who could it be, Xianjun?"

At this time, Chen Hanxin's chest immediately sank when he heard the news, and his heart was flooded, and he burst out with a loud shout:

"It's the Salty Army! Quick, array, array! ”

Chen Hanxin strangled the war horse and broke off, and Lu Ting was taken aback:

"General Chen, how do you know it's the Xianjun?"

"If it weren't for the Xian army, who else could it be, the Xian army would be more than three hundred miles away, and it would only take more than a day for two fast horses to gallop lightly, and it could only be the Xian army at this moment."

"No, the Xian army escorted 100,000 horses, where could it be so fast."

"General Lu!" Chen Hanxin hurriedly said: "Where do the Xian army still need any horses, defeat us and others, and then go backhand to kill a horse gun, and the horses will not be handed over like this." Hurry up, it's all over when it's too late! ”

Chen Hanxin hurriedly pulled up the men and horses to line up along the river, but unexpectedly, there was a great chaos in the camp, most of the soldiers did not eat breakfast, and Lu Ting's department was busy building bridges, and worked until the second half of yesterday night, 3,000 people were stuck on the other side of the river and could not pass, and most of the soldiers were still asleep.

A drum sounded like a death knell, shaking people's panic and chaos, where to wait for the formation, rushing to the front Baili Yan saw the black turban army cooking smoke everywhere, immediately ordered to move forward at full speed, the speed of the horse from fifteen kilometers per hour, suddenly accelerated to forty kilometers per hour, five or six miles is almost a blink of an eye.

"Kill me!"

Bailiyan (Wei Xian) speared, tightened his armpits, and his body was lying on horseback, and the soldiers of the forward battalion followed closely behind, and the speed instantly increased to fifty kilometers per hour, throwing Ye Xin's department away, and Ye Xin and the others who were following closely behind were taken aback.

"It's so fast!"

Ye Xin said secretly, and immediately wondered if he was riding the wrong horse!

Most of the war horses can run at a speed of only 15 to 20 kilometers per hour, the extreme sprint speed can reach 40 to 50 kilometers per hour, and good horses can even reach more than 60 kilometers per hour, or even higher.

But it is only the sprint speed, can not last, the horse can not stand the rapid run for a long time, long-term high-speed assault, can only accelerate the aging and waste of the horse, so that the horse is injured and fat, a few months, or even a lifetime can not recover.

Pushing the body forward with a spear greatly reduces the drag of the wind, creating a streamlined body that diverts the drag from behind, and then further increases the speed of the horse.

The iron cavalry of the Xian army rushed like a stream of rolling red dust, and the vanguard battalion took the lead in receiving the enemy with a loss of front, and the huge impact inertia almost did not wait for the rebels to form a formation, and the western side of the camp was broken open a gap two miles deep, and the entire north and south of the Black Turban Army camp were divided into two.

Ye Xin led the army to launch a pincer offensive, dividing the rebels left and right, and driving the rebels on the south side to the river to swim in one fell swoop.

Chen Hanxin and Lu Ting saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to occupy the bridgehead and retreat to the south bank to hold on to the south bank, but unexpectedly, the Xian army attacked wave after wave, and after rushing into the formation and killing indiscriminately, they scattered and did not entangle at all.

Chen Hanxin and Lu Ting felt that they had a chance to breathe, and then gathered together and rushed to the pontoon bridge, but unexpectedly, the Xian army that had just dispersed opened a distance of 200 paces and launched an attack again, ignoring the casualties of the horses, forcibly breaking down the array that had just gathered, and blocking the passage to the bridgehead.

"Lu Gao!" Baili Yan shouted in confusion.

"The last general!"

"Go, take advantage of the fact that there are not many enemy soldiers in the south of the bridge now, speed the Longwu battalion to rush across the river, and go along the south bank to meet Chen Feishi, the metropolitan governor."

"No!"

The cavalry could not swim, under the impact of the Xian army, the rebels had no hope of victory, and it was inevitable to break up and cross the river, whether it was to throw away their armor and swim across the river, or to seize the pontoon bridge to cross the river, it was better than the stragglers running bravely on the plain and being crushed to death by the cavalry. Of course, the Xianjun can burn the bridge, but before Lu Gao crosses the river, the bridge can not be burned.

Lu Gao led more than 1,000 people from the Longwu battalion to rush to the bridgehead, and Ye Xin's department was fighting with the black turban army guarding the bridge at the bridgehead. The Longwu battalion is equipped with hand crossbows, and even though the Black Turban Army has strong bows, it is difficult to organize an effective counterattack in the chaos. The defenders on the bridge ate a meal of crossbow arrows and immediately rushed through a gap, and Lu Gao made people ride horses regardless of casualties, supplemented by lassoes, rope hooks, crossbow arrows, quicklime and other drastic means to force the rebels back to the center of the bridge.

Even more lacking in virtue was the fact that the vanguard battalion was equipped with meteor thistles, which were specially used to raid the infantry. This time, the meteor tribulus rope was woven into a net, and with the help of the horse's momentum, the meteor tribulus net was thrown at the rebels.

But there is no way to get out of the covered, the tighter and tighter it is in the chaos, the tighter it is, the more painful it is, it doesn't matter if you can't cover it, you can't pick it up when you stick it on the bridge, you can't pick it off, the ground is full of thistles, and the boots of the soldiers are all cloth bottoms, and there is no way to get off your feet. The cavalry is different, it is also a horseshoe and a horse's hooves, even if the horse's hooves are rotten, it is always better than the dead.