The light is fleeting.

The lightning time was very short, but it was enough for all the soldiers and young men of the Fangla Army to see the tragic scene of the battlefield: where the Zhuang Ding front broke through, the corpses that had fallen in different postures overlapped each other, and I was afraid that there would be no more than two hundred people. Vital injuries such as the chest and abdomen, the soldiers of the Fang La Army, who were not dead for the time being, groaned weakly, and blood flowed from their mouths. The seriously wounded soldier, who believed that he could not survive without a complete limb, crawled, limped, crying for his severed limb, and when he found it, he hugged it tightly in his arms and sat on the spot waiting to die.

On the Zhuang Ding side led by Li Xiang, the casualties were much smaller. Before the lightning shone brightly, exactly twenty people were killed. Those who were seriously injured, or who had to withdraw from the battlefield due to joint injuries or other vital injuries, added up to a total of seventeen people.

According to the usual arrangement and Li Xiang's pre-battle explanation, Zhuang Ding, who had learned a few treatment methods, gradually withdrew from the battle formation, gathered his wounded companions together, and arranged the defense of the small circle formation while bandaging the wounded.

Thunder roared.

The vast majority of the soldiers of the Fangla Army were suddenly startled and woke up from the frenzy of fighting. They saw the wounded officers and soldiers in a small circle, and looked back at the corpses that had fallen on the battlefield, and a frightened thought took over their minds: We have lost so many brothers, so many of them. This gang of villagers is invulnerable?!

The soldiers of the Fang La army looked left and right, trying to find the brothers and fellow villagers they had known in the past, but they succeeded in destroying the last vestiges of their fighting spirit.

Many familiar faces who killed officials and gentry and wealthy businessmen together, drank wine and meat together, and played together in the group have fallen, and nearly a third of them have fallen, how can this battle be fought!

I couldn't see things clearly at night, the sound of rain disturbed the sound of fighting, and the Zhuang Ding battle line was too short, all of which led to Fang Lajun's error in judgment, and there was indeed a certain element of luck.

But the 600 people under Yuan Dabi's command were able to fight to the level of one-third of the casualties, and they hadn't completely collapsed, which was a miracle, after all, he was not carrying an elite army.

The owner quickly noticed the change in the morale of Fang La's army.

Li Xiang used a throwing gun to cooperate with the guards around him to kill the enemy, and hurried forward, so as to avoid accidents between Liu Sheng and Yang Yingdong, two cronies.

Seeing that some Fangla soldiers were trembling with their hands and feet, and kept turning their heads to look behind them, Li Xiang raised his voice and shouted: "They can't hold on." Move closer to the owner of the village, form a frontal formation, and defeat this group of Fang La army! ”

The banner waved, the iron whistle and the bamboo whistle sounded, and all the Zhuang Ding followed their Shi Chang towards the owner.

Thinking of being able to fight side by side with the owner, all the old Zhuang Ding were enthusiastic, and newcomers like Sun Boqi also adjusted their mentality, grabbed their weapons, and fought bravely.

I don't know who retreated first, but it is also possible that the person did not retreat at all, but was beaten back a few steps by Zhuang Ding. But the soldiers of the Fangla Army, who had lost their fighting spirit and were full of panic and exhausted at the moment, stubbornly thought that they had "seen" someone fleeing.

You run, I run!

Not only did the ordinary soldiers of the Fang La Army begin to turn around and run away, but the old Ding beside Yuan Da Nose no longer had a fierce energy.

The old Ding of the Fang La army, or the old army, has been in battle for a long time, but after all, he has never seen a battle with casualties of up to one-third. They were gathered around Yuan Dabi, their combat strength was indeed excellent, and the casualties were the heaviest, and more than half of them had fallen. Their movements have slowed down, their coordination has become sloppy, and their vulnerabilities have increased a lot.

As soon as the tension of the battle was relaxed, Yang Yingdong raised his remaining strength with a low shout, and threw the steel gun at Yuan Da Nose, but Yuan Da Nose and a few old men either blocked or dodged.

The battle array on Yuan Dabi's side began to rout, and the young men of the army on the western highlands also killed Yuan Dabi's cronies, and bent down in groups to flee for their lives. Seeing all this in his eyes, Yuan Da Nose knew that he was completely defeated.

Some people, some things, often don't play their cards according to common sense.

Just when Yuan Da Nose was lucky, threw away his weapon and prepared to surrender, expecting the young village soldier in front of him to spare his life, a throwing gun with a straight wooden pole and a steel tip crossed a distance of 16 meters, ending the almost perfect parabolic flight, which also resulted in Yuan Da Nose's life.

The guns flew over the heads of Liu Sheng and Yang Yingdong. The two of them didn't care about it, in case the owner of the village threw it inaccurately, resulting in the problem of accidental injury, and led people to rush deeper.

Yuan's big nose was brought down by a thick throwing gun.

First, the veterans of the neighboring Fangla army covered each other and fled, and then, in less than a penny of incense, the entire Fangla army array completely collapsed!

Liu Sheng to the west, Yang Yingdong to the north, the two chased back for a while, and saw the owner standing next to Yuan Da's nose, who was pierced in the left abdomen.

The blood gushing out of Yuan Da's nose and abdomen could not be taken away in time even by the continuous rain, and under the light of the torches raised by the guards, the face of this small colonel of Fang Lajun was as pale as paper.

The owner scratched his head and wiped the rain from his face, "This, he really wanted to shout surrender just now?" ”

Most of the guards standing next to him were covered in blood, and their robes were quite rotten in many places, revealing the armor inside.

A middle-aged man who was honest and honest had just joined the guards, and when he saw the rest of the other guards, he bowed his head, thinking that his brothers had given up the opportunity to show his face, and replied humbly: "Yes, my subordinates see ......."

"Ahh

"Ahem!"

The middle-aged man with rough skin and almost a top of his head noticed that someone was poking him in the back, and heard the reminders of two people who knew him well in the village, and saw the scar-faced Shi Chang staring at him fiercely, and finally understood that he had said the wrong thing, and changed his words sneeringly: "The subordinates remembered wrongly, the subordinates didn't see it, they didn't see it." ”

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Li Xiang glanced at the battlefield and found that the soldiers of the Fangla Army who had surrendered had been gathered together, so he spread his hands towards Yuan Da's nose, "If you want to surrender, say it early, why don't you say it earlier?" You should have said it earlier......"

Yuan Da's nose and eye sockets seemed to be about to crack, and he said intermittently: "You are happy too early...... It's not just General Xu Bai who came here...... Anji County is over, and you have to finish it too! He vomited a mouthful of blood when he said a few words, but he was endangered after all, and after a few shakes in his legs, his pupils quickly dilated.

Looking at Yuan Da's corpse, Li Xiang carefully thought about the few incomplete words he said before he died. Could it be that Xu Bai has any backhand to take Anji County? It's not just Xu Bai who sent troops over, what does it mean, is it......

Li Xiang looked sharply to the southeast. He asked Liu Sheng to gather all the Zhuang Ding, and Yang Yingdong to take care of the active captives, and immediately returned to the east.

Halfway through, Yang Yingdong approached and asked, "Is the owner of the village worried that Fang Lajun still has soldiers and horses, going over the mountains and mountains, and rushing to our hundreds of people?" ”

"The owner of this village probably underestimated Fang Lajun." Li Xiang's tone was a little remorseful, "I hope nothing big happens tonight." As long as you return to the camp, if you can fight, you will fight, and if you can't fight, you will run, and Han Zhao's envoy will never be demanding of our hundreds of people. ”

Afraid of what comes.

As soon as Li Xiang and his entourage, together with a queue of 234 prisoners, arrived at the river, they saw hundreds of torches lit near their own camp on the opposite side, and the sound of a large group of men and horses attacking the wall of the village sounded.

There was also a noise to the south.

Li Xiang squinted his eyes and looked south, only to see a fire burning in the villages of Wangjiabian and Panjia in the upper reaches of the river. The spring rain has been falling for nearly an hour, and a fire can be ignited under such conditions, and it can be imagined that there are many sergeants sent by Fang Lajun.

"The owner of the village went to attack the Fang La army, but there was a Fang La army to copy the back road of the owner of the village, what a double reed!" Li Xiang sighed.

Before it was over, there was a sudden shout of killing from the northwest, and the fire was also ignited, and soon became a big cauldron. Li Xiang turned his head to look over and determined that the chaotic shouting and killing sound came from near the west gate of Anji County. If you close your eyes and listen carefully, you can hear the cries of women and children and the angry scolding of the people.

On the other side of the river in the east, the Fang La army, which attacked the camp of Mingyuezhuang, drew out 200 people and rushed towards the river. In the upper reaches of the small river in the south, the Fang La army, which burned and killed all the mountain villages, chased the fleeing villagers and came all the way to the north.

Li Xiang looked at the torches that were getting closer and closer to the east and south, estimated the number of Fang La's army rushing to his side, took a deep breath, and decisively ordered: "Release the fireworks, and order Zhang Qingping and Ding Shihang, who are guarding the camp, to retreat to the north if they can't hold it." In addition to medicines, other materials can be thrown away, and it is important to save lives. ”

Fireworks are the product of a workshop in a new villager's home. The new villager who moved to Mingyuezhuang for less than a year is still making fireworks according to traditional techniques, but according to the requirements of the public high school, he added more metal powder to create several varieties with high color and brightness.

Despite careful selection, the fireworks carried by the guards are still not very waterproof, and their use on rainy days is greatly affected. After wasting three fireworks in a row, one of Li Xiang's guards successfully shot the red fireworks to the north, and then fired three green fireworks as a code.

Rejecting Liu Sheng's request to kill the wounded soldiers of the Lap Army to vent his anger, Li Xiang released all the prisoners who could not run. In such weather, the wound has been drenched in the rain for so long, and these poor guys will not survive for a few, so it is better to leave it to cause some trouble for Fang Lajun.

The Zhuang Ding, who had more physical strength, took turns to carry the seriously wounded brothers, and the remaining Zhuang Ding was less than a hundred. The owner of the village knew that his gang had already exhausted his strength, and he could only be beaten to death if he was left, so he decisively took Zhuang Ding along the river to the north.

Less than two miles to the north, guarding outside Anji County, the three Zhuang Ding who were in charge of contacting the news came over. After the code, the three of them were brought to Li Xiang.

"Over there in the county, what's going on? Did Fang Lajun break the city or not, why did it become like this? Li Xiang asked the three directly.

The rotten tooth Zhuang Ding, who was thin and his legs were like bamboo poles, didn't care about wiping the rain, smashed his mouth twice, and panted: "Qi Yu Zhuang Master." It's messed up, it's all messed up. ”

"Fang Lab Thief made Xu Bai raid on the west city wall, and took a few gentry as shields to attack the west city in one fell swoop. A large number of officers and soldiers from the north also suddenly appeared under the West City Gate and fought with Fang La's army, not knowing how to win or lose...... It was a private house that burned down. Seeing that the situation was different, the three subordinates only cared about rushing back the letter, but they didn't know what was new, so they asked the owner to punish them. ”

Let the three runaway Zhuang Ding retreat to the team, Li Xiang rubbed his fingers a few times, touched his head a few times, closed his eyes and looked up at the sky, and said in his heart:

"Rushing to the market, huh?! The owner of the village attacked the Fangla army, the Fangla army attacked the camp of the owner of the village and the county seat of Anji, and the official army also attacked the main camp of the Fangla army. I actually got together, embarrassing......"

"It's not a double reed, it's a triple reed!"