Yang Xiaoshan, the king of the east, stood on a high place on horseback, holding the yellow order flag in his hand, calmly observing the changes in the battle situation. Bao Chao and Li Shixian played very well, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, sometimes left, sometimes right, always mobilizing the Peruvian army, maintaining a safe distance that seemed to be able to catch up with the actual but could not catch up.

This fire was also arranged by him in advance, and the Peruvian army had suffered a lot of losses, and if the plan was too simple, I am afraid they would not be fooled. The fire is used to confuse the enemy, if the enemy does not chase them, count them lucky, and their side will not suffer, but once the enemy chases, what awaits them will be a catastrophe.

Yang Xiaoshan's face shone with flames, but he stood still, he was anxiously waiting for the other party's move.

"Not bad, three regiments!" Yang Xiaoshan saw the movements of the Peruvian army clearly, although they did not all bet, but they had already attracted most of the Peruvian army. Such an ending, although unsatisfactory, is acceptable.

Yang Xiaoshan was thinking in his heart, when suddenly he felt that there seemed to be a reflection of glass in the distance, so he turned his face and stared. Although he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, Yang Xiaoshan estimated from the other party's gorgeous military uniform that he should have been noticed by the other party's senior officers.

Yang Xiaoshan instinctively stepped back and found a place to hide. I never thought that Yang Xiaoshan's move would attract a full-scale pursuit by the Peruvian army.

Yang Xiaoshan's feeling was not wrong, he was discovered by Xiao Oro holding a telescope. Little Oro once asked people to draw a sketch of Yang Xiaoshan based on Di Mali's statement.

"It's this Chinese!" When Xiao Oro found Yang Xiaoshan, he couldn't help but feel his blood surge, and he dreamed of killing this Chinese who had frustrated him with his own hands.

Since the night attack, Yang Xiaoshan has been in charge of logistics, protecting the wounded and other work, and sporadic squad battles have been handed over to Li Shixian, Bao Chao and other trustworthy subordinates. So this is the first time that Little Oro has discovered his so-called Chinese bandit leader.

Finding that Yang Xiaoshan disappeared from his sight, Xiao Oro was anxious and ordered all the troops to pursue at full speed, vowing to catch the bandit leader Yang Xiaoshan.

Yang Xiaoshan's battlefield feeling was first-class, seeing the Peruvian army coming in his direction, he knew that the target of the Peruvian army was himself. He simply took the guards directly to cut off the Taiping army, hanging the enemy's appetite.

In this way, the Peruvian army stared closely at Yang Xiaoshan, and as he crossed one mountain after another, he came to a valley depression. Yang Xiaoshan suddenly disappeared.

As a professional officer, Xiao Oro faintly felt bad in his heart, and the place where they were located, the terrain was too low, which was a taboo in the march, and Xiao Oro had studied in a regular military school, and he knew very well that the depression was very unsafe.

"Pass my orders, suspend the operation." Although Xiao Oro felt dangerous, he really couldn't imagine what the Taiping army would do.

Before Xiao Oro could speak, a huge explosion rang out in the air. This is Yang Xiaoshan who asked people to use the explosives of the mine to blow up the mouth of the lake on the mountainside.

The water of the lake follows the mountain and rushes into this valley depression. Thousands of Peruvian soldiers couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamations, and the cold lake water washed the Peruvian soldiers in the front row.

It is not only the water of the lake that flows downstream, but also the silt that has been deposited under the lake for many years. As soon as the Peruvian soldiers' feet and horses' hooves sank in, they could no longer pull them out, and the more they moved, the deeper they sank.

The lake soon overflowed the Peruvian soldiers' knees, then up to their waists and up to their necks. On the depression, the Peruvian soldiers and ghosts cried wolves, cried fathers and mothers, and wanted to escape for their lives but couldn't.

The Taiping army had long been ambushed in a nearby high place, and they were pleasantly surprised to see the Peruvian army plunged into this ambush point, and they all admired the ingenious arrangement of the East King.

The Taiping army was in full swing all around, and the Peruvian soldiers were live targets, without any chance to fight back.

There were too many Peruvian soldiers, and the Taiping army muskets couldn't shoot at all, so after a few rounds, they changed to bows and arrows, so that the speed was faster. The Taiping army fought intensively, and soon the Peruvian army that could still fight back in the depression was gradually wiped out.

Under the command of Yang Xiaoshan, everyone sat on the raft prepared in advance, held spears, and stabbed at the Peruvian army in the water. One spear at a time, and the rest of the Peruvian army has become lambs to the slaughter.

Yang Xiaoshan sat on the raft, still careless, still looking for the commander of the Peruvian army.

Not far away, a group of Peruvian soldiers desperately carried a man with a colonel's epaulettes and an extremely ornate military uniform to the water's edge. They struggled, like a pack of desperate beasts, making their last stands.

"It should be him!" Yang Xiaoshan firmly locked the target on this officer who was trying to escape with the help of everyone.

"It's a pity you don't have a chance, this is your graveyard." Yang Xiaoshan raised his spear, his arms outstretched, and the tip of the spear flew towards the target.

The spear pierced the little Oro through the heart, accompanied by the wail of the Peruvian soldiers, and the nearby Taiping army shouted with joy. At this time, the victory and defeat were divided, the outcome was decided, and the Peruvian army was defeated, and it was a complete defeat.

The books that little Oro was carrying were scattered in the water, and among them, "Thirty-six Strategies" floated beside little Oro, as if mocking him: "This is the end of your contempt for Chinese wisdom." ”

The Taiping army won a complete victory and returned triumphantly.

Li Shixian walked towards Yang Xiaoshan with a lot of loot, he saw Yang Xiaoshan smile from ear to ear, and said victoriously: "King Dong, you have a terrible move, these Peruvian soldiers are to blame for not seeing the Three Kingdoms, this flooded Seventh Army makes it even more powerful than Guan Erye." ”

Wu Ruxiao waved his hand, "No, even if they have seen the Three Kingdoms and know the story of Guan Erye, who would have thought that in this winter, water would come from the sky?" This is providence, God is waiting to punish these Peruvian soldiers here. ”

"Finally breathed a sigh of relief." Feng Zicai didn't talk much, he had suffered a loss from the Peruvian army before, and now he had brought back all the profits.

At this time, Yang Xiaoshan finally felt the pressure on his shoulders a little lighter, and the Taiping Army could finally get a rare respite after this battle.

"Let's hurry up and finish cleaning up the battlefield, let's go back and discuss the development plan." Yang Xiaoshan knew that although this was a big victory, the Taiping army had not completely gotten rid of the crisis. The next encirclement and suppression of Peru does not know when it will come, and the Taiping Army must develop quickly in order to have enough capital to meet more severe challenges in the future.

"Yes, King Dong!" The soldiers were full of joy and said that the king of the east is the backbone of everyone, and as long as he is in the Taiping army, he will definitely have a bright future in Peru.

"Yes, King Dong!" The soldiers were full of joy and said that the king of the east is the backbone of everyone, and as long as he is in the Taiping army, he will definitely have a bright future in Peru.