Yang Ritian specially led the team to drive away the Aixin National Armor who had gathered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The coalition army's three-eyed guns have basically finished fighting the three guns, but how can the armor soldiers who love the new country know this.

As soon as the horse team carrying the three-eyed gun arrived, the armor soldiers of Zatuier immediately scattered and fled for their lives.

Yang Ritian chased after a few foot armorers who were left behind, and the moment the war horse passed the last person, he raised the three-eyed gun in his hand.

With the force of the horse's impact, the three-eyed gun slammed into the back of the armor's head.

The armor didn't say a word and fell headlong.

With a backhand sweep, the three-eyed gun landed on the back shoulder of another armorer.

Yang Ritian heard a real "click".

The armor's shoulder bones must have been shattered.

The cavalry power distribution three-eyed gun is simply invincible in the world.

Yang Ritian has never been so happy.

Yang Ritian raised his three-eyed gun and rushed to the next armor sergeant.

The armor man could not avoid it, and suddenly raised his arms in the air.

Yang Ritian's wrist flicked, and the three-eyed gun knocked the steel knife in the hand of the surrendered armor soldier a few feet away.

Yang Ritian laughed.

At this moment, he is not alone!

At this moment, Qin Shubao and Yu Chigong's soul possessed!!

At this moment, he is not fighting alone!!

"The sun is falling!"

Yang Ritian turned his head, "Who called me?" ”

The orphan boss rode on his horse, hugged his horse's neck, chased after him, and shouted, "The sun is falling! ”。

Yang Ritian's face sank, "Wang Changsheng, is the name of the sun falling into the sky you can call?" ”

The orphan boss looked aggrieved: "You didn't pay attention to how many times I called you Mr. Yang, and then you turned back when the sun fell." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Battalion Commander Yang Liulang asked you to return to the command position!"

Yang Ri thought of his duty every day.

Yang Ritian split his head and asked: "Is there any movement in the cavalry of the Aixinguo battalion?" ”

The boss immediately replied, "There is no news yet." ”

Looking at the battlefield again, Aixinguo's formation has long since collapsed, and there are soldiers fleeing for their lives everywhere.

The horse team led by Yang Ritian was basically composed of veterans of Yansui Town and Dalinghe veterans temporarily, and they were still carrying out the task of dispersing the Aixinguo stragglers to the letter, and the other two horse teams with the second battalion of nomads as the main force were already scattered. Some nomads are rushing into the country to rob food and property, and more nomads are chasing frightened cattle on the periphery.

Yang Ritian remembered Sun Dingliao's repeated admonitions: "Fight fiercely, and withdraw fiercely." ”

Yang Ritian was anxious, and rode his horse to Battle's side and ordered: "Gather the men and horses, and the whole army retreats!" ”

Battle was stunned for a moment, "Aixinguo doesn't dare to fight with us at all, these animals will run away if they don't catch them now." ”

Yang Ritian had to point the three-eyed gun at Battle.

Battle's composite helmet is fastened with a tall red tasseled hat, resembling a long-necked camel.

"You killed their main general of the protectors, so the guards didn't dare to fight you for a while, but it is also a capital crime for them to flee back to the camp, and they must be regrouped in the distance at this moment!"

Battle still wanted to argue, but Yang Ritian shouted: "Those who violate the order are engaged in military law!" ”

Battle swallowed a mouthful of saliva and blew the willow whistle to gather the men.

It's like the coalition army suddenly appeared on the grassland, and in an instant, the coalition army disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a dazed and overwhelmed defeated army of Aixinguo.

……

I don't know which annomadic nomad lit the baggage of Aixinguo before leaving, and the black smoke emitted by the burning of the felt tent was like a beacon fire on the side wall used by the Ming Kingdom to alarm.

Yue Tuo, who had gathered the defeated army and returned to the battlefield, looked at the black smoke and wanted to cry without tears.

In this battle, the red flag was badly killed and wounded, and the flight of the soldiers was more serious than the casualties.

Because of the fear of military law, many people did not dare to regroup under the banner of Daxu, so they simply left far away.

The total number of men and horses around Yue Tuo was only five hundred, and all the baggage, grain and grass, rafts, and horses were all lost, and it was impossible to cross the river again.

Yue Tuo squeezed out an order from between his teeth: "Withdraw!" ”

……

The 2nd Battalion, which returned to the West Bank in victory, swept away the gloom of the previous days of "horseback riders."

To say that nomads are indeed good at catching livestock. Experienced nomads take advantage of the herd nature of horses, and can catch a herd by simply holding on to a startled horse that rushes ahead. In the moment when Yang Ritian was wanton on the battlefield, the nomads of the second battalion caught a total of more than 200 horses.

The second battalion marched around the West Bank with this large herd of horses to show off until the General Staff came to collect their three-eyed guns.

The soldiers of the second battalion held the three-eyed gun and did not let go, and the staff officers couldn't cry or laugh.

"These guns are all drawn from the first battalion, the third battalion, and the sailors, you can't borrow them and not return them!"

……

After nightfall, in order to commend the great victory of the Second Battalion, and by the way, to give the other side of the river the final blow of Ai Xinguo today, the Second Staff Department joined hands with the Electric Workshop to perform a special big movie by the Yellow River.

Two tall tree stumps were erected on the bank of the river, and between the stumps was a large white cloth.

The electric workshop made a special bracket for the arc lamp and placed it on the riverside facing this white cloth.

The entire arc lamp holder is like a large cauldron standing on its side, with wood as the skeleton and reed mats as the base. Apply plaster to the reed mat and scrape out a smooth white bottom with a special wooden board scraper. Two wooden sticks reach out to the center of the pot and hold the two graphite electrodes of the arc lamp.

According to Lidelye, the bottom of this gypsum pot is called a "parabola", and the place where the electrodes are the "focus" of the bottom of the pot.

Between the plaster pot and the white cloth, near the plaster pot, stands a wooden plank, and there is a square hole in the wooden board at the height of one person.

The people who got the news gathered on the other side of the white cloth and waited for the gong to start.

Under the order of Jia Daoshi, the craftsmen of the electric workshop lit the arc lamp, and the dazzling white light formed a pillar of light under the reflection of the bottom of the gypsum pot.

The pillar of light passed through the square hole in the wooden board and was projected onto the white cloth, which suddenly became extremely dazzling, and it was estimated that the soldiers of the patriotic country on the other side of the Yellow River could also see it clearly.

The gongs and drums were banging.

Officers and soldiers who participated in the river crossing raid stood in formation. Battle, the first to be called by name, excitedly strode behind the square hole in the plank.

The white cloth was suddenly completely black.

Battle stepped forward, and a large head appeared on the white cloth.

As Battle advanced, the head on the white cloth became a bust, and the bust became a full-body portrait, and when Battle approached the white cloth, he could only hear a long voice behind the white cloth singing: "Battle—"

Suddenly the gongs and drums were loud, and Battle appeared in front of the people waving his hands, and the people cheered.

Each of the officers and men who participated in the battle had one chance, and soon the nomads of the 2nd Battalion turned the event into a half-hour carnival.

The nomad shook his shoulders exaggeratedly, then danced with his hands, and finally the man exaggeratedly planted weeds in his head, and the shadow on the white cloth changed from large to small like a lion jumping and jumping.

Jia Daoshi called this activity "Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals Descending to Earth", which was a celebration in the eyes of the people on the west bank and terrifying in the eyes of the patriotic soldiers on the east bank.

At the end of the celebration, the craftsmen of the electric workshop turned the arc lamp bracket.

The wide surface of the Yellow River suddenly reflects a beating light.

The light irradiated backward by the arc lamp forms a strong central beam of light through the reflection of the parabola, and the light irradiated by the arc lamp forward is still radial, and the whole white light is like a magical flower blooming on the surface of the Yellow River.