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Suddenly, the blasting sound of the Divine Arm Crossbow piercing the air and the sound of the crossbow strings shooting arrows resounded on the wide river, and the arrows of nearly a thousand Divine Arm Crossbows were like black lightning, with unstoppable power, across the river and shot towards the Red Turban Army on the boat.

"Ahh ~~" Screams rang out. Those red-turbaned soldiers in iron armor were dressed like paper-mâché in the face of such a terrible attack, and one of the red-turban soldiers was shot and killed. The blood flowed into the river, and it stained the surrounding river red.

"Rush!" A red-eyed officer of the Red Turban Army, seeing the soldiers under his command dying in vain, couldn't help but roar angrily. However, before he could do anything, nearly 4,000 strong archers on the other side of the river were full of bowstrings, and at this time, this group of officers and soldiers actually shot rockets one after another.

The flaming arrow, like a meteor falling from the Nine Heavens, was covered with a dense rain of fire, and it instantly shot the roaring Baihu official.

The flaming arrows shot at the boats, and set many boats on fire, and the soldiers on the boats saw this, and jumped into the river in a panic, but the heavy armor on their bodies became their talisman at this time, and one after another the armored soldiers were drowned in the river in vain.

"Help! Help me! I don't want to die, I don't want to die! ~~"On the wide river, there are struggling overboard soldiers everywhere, and the miserable cries are simply all over the river.

On a high ground on the south bank of the river, Zhang Shihua looked at the battle situation in front of him and couldn't help sighing in his heart. "Obviously, this elite army under Luo Wensu's account is about to be defeated, and the Red Turban Army, which does not have large warships, is simply overwhelmed by the enemy in the face of such a terrible arrow rain attack."

"It has only been half an hour since the start of the war, and the casualties of the Red Turban Army have reached nearly 1,000. You must know that in today's era, the maximum casualty ratio that an elite soldier can bear in a battle is about 30%, and now the casualties of the Red Turban Army are close to 20%, but they have not been able to touch the corners of the enemy's clothes, which is obviously a loss. ”

And the red turban soldiers on the river seemed to be to confirm what Zhang Shihua thought in his heart, and after experiencing the baptism of the death arrow rain of the divine arm crossbow again, the remaining four thousand red turban soldiers were finally afraid. After all, death is sometimes not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is to stay here like a target and wait for death.

After the boat troops in front were shot dead by the officers and soldiers on the other side again, the remaining red turban sergeants did not dare to continue to move forward, and even many people continued to row the boats under them backwards in the confusion. Seeing this, Liu Futong on the high platform couldn't help sighing, and said helplessly to a herald: "Herald, Mingjin withdraws the troops." ”

When the herald heard this, he immediately got off the platform, and then a loud sound of gold sounded on the riverbank on the side of the Red Turbans.

"Oh~~Oh~~~Oh~~" Hearing such a golden sound, the red turban sergeants on the river suddenly burst out at lightning speed, and one after another the boats retreated in frustration like defeated roosters in the laughter and ridicule of the enemy on the other side of the river.

And on the high platform on the bank of the river, Luo Wensu, who was originally high-spirited before the war, was like a defeated rooster at this time, kneeling in front of Liu Futong with his head down, bowing his head and saying to Liu Futong: "The last general is incompetent, and the soldiers are lost, please punish the marshal!" ”

And Liu Futong saw Luo Wensu like this, but he sighed and said to Luo Wensu: "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, generals don't need to be like this, just win the next battle for our army." ”

When Luo Wensu heard this, he was immediately even more moved and ashamed, only to see him touch the ground with his forehead and face Liu Futong and said: "The last general thanks the marshal, the last general will not dare to live up to the marshal's hopes in the future." ”

Seeing this, Liu Futong nodded, and personally helped Luo Wensu, who was kneeling on the ground, and then saw Liu Futong say to the generals behind him: "Give the order to go down and lead the troops back to the camp." Those who hold positions in more than 10,000 households in the army will join the camp with me to discuss military affairs. ”

"The last will obey." Zhang Shihua and the generals all bowed and shouted.

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Late at night, outside the camps of both sides, in a remote and inconspicuous section of the river, Xue Qing, a general under Han Yan'er, personally led nearly a thousand elite soldiers under his command, all dressed in black, to rush here.

Yes, the main general who led the army to attack and cross the river at night was Han Yan'er. Like Zhang Shihua, Han Yan'er, who originally guarded the town of Shangcai, also led 5,000 elite soldiers under his command to participate in the attack on Ruyang Mansion after receiving Liu Futong's order to converge.

As for Shang Cai and Xiang Cheng, he was handed over to his brother Han Erwu to guard.

Although it is said that during the day, the Red Turban Army's Luo Wensu's attack was frustrated, but in the subsequent parliament, Han Yan'er, as another brave general of the Red Turban Army, was not timid because of this, but took the initiative to put forward a plan for a night attack, and asked Liu Futong to take the initiative to lead the army to attack at night.

And Liu Futong naturally responded to Han Yan'er's plan, so Han Yan'er led his 4,000 elite soldiers to attack and cross the river at night at this time.

This time to cross the river, Han Yan'er planned very well, he first prepared to send Xue Qing as the pioneer of the night attack, and ordered Xue Qing to lead nearly a thousand soldiers with good water to cross the river by swimming, and after Xue Qing gained a firm foothold on the north bank of the river, he led the rest of the soldiers to cross the river by boat.

If they all succeeded in crossing the river, then Liu Futong would immediately send a large army to support them. Not to mention anything else, at least in the current Red Turban Army barracks, more than 7,000 people under the command of Zhang Shihua and Wang Xianzhong are all waiting for the news of his victory across the river.

Therefore, whether the night attack can succeed tonight depends on Xue Qing and their swimming pioneers.

And Xue Qing, everyone must also know that he is the rebel who personally killed Heguo in the battle of Shangcaicheng not long ago, when he took the initiative to surrender to the Red Turban Army after killing Heguo, and therefore, he was also appointed by Liu Futong as a deputy Qianhu of the Red Turban Army, and since then he has followed Han Yan'er's side.

But as people often say, "gold shines everywhere", after defecting to the Red Turban Army, Xue Qing worked for the general under Han Yan'er's account, and soon he was favored by Han Yan'er because of his excellent performance and heroic combat in Xiangcheng, so he was promoted by Han Yan'er to be the official of the Red Turban Army.

Because of this, Xue Qing, who has always valued affection, took the initiative to stand up after knowing Han Yan'er's night attack plan and asked Han Yan'er to be the vanguard of this night attack.

And at this time, when Xue Qing quietly touched the bank of the river with nearly a thousand black-clothed elite soldiers, Xue Qing, who was the vanguard officer of this night attack, looked at the wide river in front of him, and immediately waved his hand and gave an order to cross the river to the soldiers under his command.

After Xue Qing's soldiers saw Xue Qing's gesture, they also walked into the river lightly, swimming towards the other side of the river as carefully as possible.

Fortunately, this is July, although it is night, but the river is not cold, and the soldiers under Xue Qing's command, including Xue Qing, are also good swimmers, so the river surface of more than 200 meters wide did not cause any obstacles to Xue Qing and them, on the contrary, they all swam across the river one after another with great ease.

On the other side of the river, there was a dense reed thicket, and after Xue Qing and the others crossed the river, in order to hide their figures, the soldiers touched the reeds.

"These Tartars are stupid enough to let us ashore so easily." A red-turban sergeant who had already swam ashore said so easily to the man behind him.

However, while they were talking like this, a sneer came from the depths of the reeds where they couldn't see their fingers: "Yes, it's stupid enough." ”

"Not good, there is an ambush!" Hearing this, the red-turban sergeant immediately shouted in a hurry.

"Idiot, it's late!" As he spoke, an arrow shot out, killing the red-turbaned soldier directly, and then the man was heard shouting: "Soldiers, kill the thief!" ”

"Kill! ~~" A loud shout of killing sounded on the riverbank, and countless torches suddenly lit up with the shouting of killing, and when I looked closely, nearly a thousand crossbowmen with divine arms had already aimed the crossbow arrows in their hands at Xue Qing and them.

Seeing this scene, Xue Qing immediately shouted loudly: "It's a plan, everyone, retreat!" ”

"Shoot the arrows!" The officer and soldier on the riverbank shouted again.

"Whoosh~~Whoosh~~Whoosh~~" The sound of dense arrows sounded, and the red turban soldiers who were swimming across the river in front of them were suddenly shot.

"Ah~~" The terrible screams suddenly resounded on the riverbank, and under the impact of this wave of arrow rain, nearly a thousand red turban soldiers who swam across the river panicked like headless flies.

"Retreat, retreat!" Seeing this, Xue Qing, who was a pioneer officer, couldn't help but feel a panic in his heart, only to see him shouting "retreat" while swimming towards the river bank on the other side under the escort of his own guards.

But in this darkness, the Red Turban Army, which was originally preparing for a night attack, couldn't help but have a great chaos after encountering the enemy's ambush attack. In particular, the soldiers, who were frightened by the arrows, subconsciously rushed towards the reeds on the bank of the river, trying in vain to escape from somewhere.

However, this unconscious flight ushered in only death.

The second time the arrows sounded, more than 100 soldiers were shot in the water in a panic, and the blood stained the river red in the night, making the bottomless river look more and more terrifying.

"Let's go, let's go!" When Xue Qing heard the third arrow sound again, as the commander of the Red Turban Army, he couldn't help but shout hysterically, but even so, in the river water of the night, Xue Qing still didn't dare to look back, just thinking about swimming back desperately to escape from this terrible place.

Even a brave general like Xue Qing is like this, not to mention other ordinary soldiers. All the red turban sergeants who swam across the river, when they came back, they were like being pursued by fierce beasts behind them, and even after escaping ashore, these people ran for hundreds of meters in a row before they dared to stop and rest.

And Han Yan'er, who had originally come to the riverbank to meet them, saw this, and couldn't help but angrily throw down the steel knife in his hand. He scolded loudly: "One thousand, four hundred people are back, it's all over!" ”

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The next day, in the entire Red Turban Army, even a small soldier felt the depression brought about by the bad news, and the two large-scale attacks ended in disastrous defeats, so that the originally menacing Red Turban Army could not help but feel that it had suffered a major blow, especially after this morning's incident......

"Holy shit, this tartar deceives people too much, deceives people too much!" In Zhang Shihua's tent, Han Yan'er, who had just come back from the riverbank, entered Zhang Shihua's tent and couldn't help but scold Zhang Shihua like this.

And Zhang Shihua in the big tent heard Han Yan'er's words, and saw Han Yan'er's angry and corrupt expression, the expression on his face was also correct, and he asked Han Yan'er: "Brother Han, what's wrong." Could it be that our army suffered a loss just now? ”

When Han Yan'er heard Zhang Shihua's words, she took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart, and then said to Zhang Shihua in a deep voice: "Brother Zhang, you don't know. Just now, the group of dog Tartars across the river actually killed all the brothers they had caught last night, and threw the corpses into Rushui in front of us, leaving not even a single corpse! Speaking of this, Han Yan'er couldn't help but yell at Zhang Shihua again.

And when Zhang Shihua heard Han Yan'er's words, his face was also cold, and he squinted his eyes and said in a murderous voice: "Dog Tartar, dare to do this!" ”

And when Han Yan'er saw Zhang Shihua like this, she asked Zhang Shihua in a deep voice: "Brother, you want to be resourceful." Now, what can you do to make my brother and me out of this bad breath? ”

However, when Zhang Shihua heard his words, he shook his head helplessly, sighed, and said to Han Yan'er: "Brother Han, I'm not Zhuge Kongming, where do I have such a great ability!" ”

When Han Yan'er heard Zhang Shihua's words, she couldn't help but sigh, and then saw him stand up from his seat all of a sudden, and said to Zhang Shihua: "That's the case, brother, brother, I will leave first, I can't find a woman for this belly fire, I have to practice well to train that group of soldiers to vent their fire." ”

After speaking, Han Yan'er turned around and left Zhang Shihua's tent in stride, and Zhang Shihua also saw him leave, so he said to a guard beside him with a straight face: "Call Master Yang, I have something important to discuss with him." ”

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A moment later, in Zhang Shihua's camp, Yang Xitong, a master craftsman under Zhang Shihua, did not dare to delay in the slightest after receiving Zhang Shihua's order, hurriedly put down the affairs in his hand and rushed here. And after seeing Zhang Shihua again, Yang Xitong also immediately saluted Zhang Shihua and said: "The subordinate greets the general, I don't know what the general has to call the subordinate to come and order?" ”

When Zhang Shihua heard Yang Xitong's words, he first waved his hand to excuse him, and then said to Yang Xitong: "Xitong, is there a craftsman in the army who can make a stone machine?" ”