Chapter 216: The Humen Tragedy

Sun Rui was lucky not to be affected by the explosion, and it was also under the protection of more than a dozen personal soldiers around him that he paid seven or eight lives to be fully considered. () There were thousands of people gathered around him, and although they could still fight with swords on their horses, they all had panicked looks on their faces, and their combat strength was no longer one-tenth of what they used to be, but they had to rely on them to break out of the encirclement.

He looked at the hundreds of people in the front team who rushed out, and they were killed and injured in a few rounds, and he suddenly felt cowardice in his heart, but after looking at the people on the left and right, there were more than a thousand people and he had an idea.

"Three hundred people are in the front team, hiding in the saddle to avoid the enemy's bow and arrow, scimitar out of the sheath and hand-to-hand combat with them, breaking away the encirclement of the Song army in one fell swoop, and the rest of the hands are covered with bows and arrows."

At his command, the three hundred yuan soldiers in front of him unsheathed their scimitars, and after the whole team, the horses accelerated and rushed to the outside of the village, and after entering the range of the Song army, the soldiers on the horses leaned sideways to the belly of the horses, relying on the speed and body of the horses to dodge the arrows like flying locusts.

Sun Rui took the rest of the six or seven hundred cavalry, followed closely behind and shot arrows to cover the way for them, and rushed out one after the other, and finally left the deadly street of Balizhuang.

After two rounds of casualties, half of the 300 cavalry were killed and wounded, but they were better than their previous dead companions, and they could finally engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Song army.

At this time, Song Jun had no other hole cards available, and they all drew their sabers to meet them, and fought with Sun Rui, who followed closely. 3,000 living troops against 1,000 remnants of the defeated generals, although there is the courage to be put to death and then reborn, but only the desire to survive can not affect the direction of the battlefield, the Song army is now not only numerically superior, the brave morale also has to overwhelm the Yuan soldiers, and most of the Yuan soldiers were killed and wounded after not holding out for long.

Sun Rui saw that the general trend had gone, but his mind became clear, he looked back at the street full of horse corpses and wounded soldiers, and gave himself two mouths, which string was not put on, how could he choose to rush forward and send him to death? Have you made it clear that you should go back the way you came to escape?

However, it was not too late to wake up at this time, although he was caught in the battle group, there was still a team of four or five hundred people, and under his loud shouting, he turned his horse's head and rushed towards the road. Sun Rui was covered in blood, and his body was shot in the shoulder by a cold arrow, but fortunately he did not fall off the horse, and was desperately rushed out by his own soldiers.

Zhao Tianyou saw that today's results were already great, and the horsepower of the Song army was indeed exhausted, even if he sent people to chase after him, and the horses couldn't keep up, why bother to move many times, so he didn't go after the two hundred remnants of Sun Rui's escape.

"Clean up the battlefield immediately, take away all the useful things, and give up here tomorrow!"

"Yes, General Zhao!"

Zhao Tianyou couldn't be sure where Dong Wenbing's men were, if he didn't hurry up the time to clean up, in case he was killed by Dong Wenbing, he would be too passive at that time. The results of victory must be maintained first, so that the Yuan soldiers are always in defeat and frustration, which is also a psychological tactic.

"Report to the generals, what about the wounded soldiers and prisoners?"

Zhao Tianyou snorted coldly and said, "I didn't see the wounded soldiers and prisoners here, all I saw were corpses!" But to avoid them coming back to life and cheating the corpse for a while, I think it is better to give me a few knives, so that they are all dead thoroughly, and it is not lonely to be a companion together on the Huangquan Road. ”

"Understood, General!"

Zhao Tianyou still has the hatred that has been suppressed from Tingzhou in his heart, the general of this cavalry is not Dong Wenbing, and he does not have the intention of leaving a living mouth, if it is really Dong Wenbing's descendants, it would be good, he is really willing to take it back to Guangzhou.

Of course, bringing it back is to make them more miserable, it will make them come to this world in pain, and they will regret why they didn't die on the spot. Thinking of the tragic situation of the people in Tingzhou City, Zhao Tianyou began to grit his teeth and think about Dong Wenbing and Suo Duo again, praying that God would bless them not to die in the hands of others, and they must reserve the opportunity for Zhao Tianyou to end it with his own hands.

"The horses are fine, the lightly injured and seriously injured are taken away, the lightly injured go back and take care of them, and the seriously injured and dead horses are brought back and distributed to the people to eat meat."

After cleaning up in the middle of the night, it was finally according to Zhao Tianyou's intentions, and on the entire street of Balizhuang, there were more than 2,000 corpses of Yuan soldiers, and all horses and swords were taken away. At the end of the cleanup, some soldiers gathered the corpses into a pile, put some wood and branches, and poured fire oil on them for a mass cremation.

The more ruthless and bloody killings in Humen Town ended two days ago, and the corpses of more than 3,000 township soldiers and more than 2,000 villagers, regardless of men, women, old and children, survived, and the corpses were all over the streets of Humen Town.

After Dong Wenbing personally strangled the more than 100-year-old patriarch of the Humen Song clan in the village, he emptied the ancestral hall tablet in the village and used it as his headquarters. He sent more than 300 soldiers, changed into the clothes of the township army and the people, and waited on the wharf of Humen Town, while the other horses were hidden in the shadows, ready to continue to attack the grain ships that the Song army was about to arrive.

How could he be so secretive about his march for a hundred miles, so that the Song army who was close at hand didn't know it, otherwise Humen Town would not have been so caught off guard, and he didn't even send out a person to deliver the news.

This is very easy for Dong Wenbing, that is, to kill all the living things that can be done, whether it is a human or a pig, a dog, a cow or a sheep, all who are panting must be killed, and only by losing his life will he not reveal the news of his march.

More than 100 miles of road, 14 villages along the way, have been completely destroyed, among which there are also Song army scouts who were accidentally discovered, all the corpses that lost their lives are lying quietly in the same place, silently confiding in the tragic experience of the people who came after.

Coupled with the more than 5,000 people in Humen Town, he has slaughtered nearly 10,000 lives in the past few days, and his long-suppressed bloodthirsty desire to kill has been released.

Thinking about what the overwhelmed Panyu Song Jun would be, Dong Wenbing couldn't help but want to laugh.

The 3,000 Song Township Army in Humen Town did not take any precautions at all, and many soldiers did not even bring weapons when they fought, although they resisted desperately, but in the face of more than 20,000 elite soldiers, the trend of destruction and decay was wiped out.

Of the more than 2,000 people, Dong Wenbing was not prepared to kill them all, and selected some villagers and prepared to let them cooperate with the Yuan army to ambush the grain ship on the dock. Unexpectedly, the white-bearded old man said that these village names would rather die desperately with them than do something for him, which made him extremely unhappy, and he killed them all at the first order.

The hundred-year-old man gritted his teeth and glared at him before his hand died.

"Haha, who can kill me? Who would dare? ”

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