"Defeated, defeated!" Everywhere the Nanjing army was shouting, tens of thousands of people were piled together, even if people were crowded with people, it would be five or six miles away. With so many soldiers and horses participating in this decisive battle on an unprecedented scale, the people who really came into contact with the enemy were only a few thousand people in front, and the people behind had no way of knowing what was going on in front of them.

Hearing so many people shouting in unison, panic spread to every corner of the Nanjing Army Formation in an instant like wings in the crowd.

Most of the guards were untrained peasants, and their military discipline was bad, especially the southern soldiers, who had been peaceful for a long time, but they did not have the tragic pain of the people of Shanxi, Shaanxi, and Henan, and naturally did not have the blood and courage to fight the enemy to the death.

Hearing this shout, almost everyone turned around and ran behind them desperately.

Even if there are officers who shout desperately, trying to calm down their soldiers, there are too many people, and how can they control it. In the end, whether you are an ordinary soldier or a hundred, a thousand, or a commander, you are all involuntarily pushed and squeezed in a fixed direction in this surging crowd.

Fan Jingwen was still vigorously flipping through the book, trying to find the trick of breaking the enemy and making meritorious contributions from the quotations of the sages.

The guards next to him saw the defeated soldiers coming, all of them turned white, and an officer stepped forward and grabbed the reins of Fan Jingwen's war horse and shouted: "Our army has been defeated, the ministry should go quickly, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

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Fan Jingwen took the "Sun Tzu" in his hand into his arms and looked ahead with confused eyes, only to realize that the situation was wrong, and couldn't help but shout: "How to make it like this, how to make it like this?" ”

Before the words fell, there was a "bang", and the flag of the Chinese army fell, wrapping the officer with the reins directly in it.

The horse under the seat was frightened, jumped up frantically with a long neigh, and stomped on the man fiercely, making a creepy crunch.

There was no visible banner of the Chinese army, and the only remaining courage of the Nanjing army was gone.

More than a dozen guards hurriedly pulled out their waist knives and swept them around, cutting down several people in one go, which reduced the pressure around them a lot. Hurriedly grabbed Fan Jingwen's war horse and ran quickly to the back: "Ministry, this battle is no longer possible, let's cross the river quickly and join Inspector Lu!" ”

No one answered, and the guards looked fixedly, Fan Jingwen was already sitting on the saddle like a walking corpse, and two lines of tears welled up in his eyes: "How did this battle come like this, why did Xili lose in a daze, I ...... I haven't figured out a solution yet! ”

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In the Ningxiang military formation.

Zhu Xuanshui stroked his long beard proudly: "The husband is a hero, with great ambitions, good intentions, the opportunity to contain the universe, and the ambition to swallow heaven and earth." In extraordinary times, it is a good opportunity for heroes to make contributions. The defeat of the Nanjing Army was not a good opportunity for my Ningxiang to come out. All of you work hard, let everyone see, what is the real Iron Army, and play the prestige of my Ningxiang Army! ”

Everyone looked at him with neurotic eyes.

"Zhu Qianhu, you really want to be beautiful, as soon as thousands of troops rushed over, without waiting for me to make a move, they were scattered by the rout first, how can you fight?" Wen Jianyang said in a strange manner: "I'm afraid that before we can fight with the thief army, we will be trampled to death by friendly troops first, so let's think about how to survive first!" ”

Hearing him say this, Zhu Xuanshui immediately came to his senses, .cc [Marshmallow]

After waiting for a long time, I saw the banner of the Nanjing Army fall to the ground with a bang, and the defeated soldiers rushed like a tide

。 He hurriedly shouted: "Sun Yuan, hurry up, hurry up, quickly withdraw the troops to the east bank!" ”

He has seen the power of this Ningxiang army, and he also knows that such an iron army is not easy to train. He put in so much effort, and he reported to the Son of Heaven secretly, and asked Lu Xiangsheng for credit, and even appointed himself as the supervisor of the Ningxiang Army, in order to share a little credit from Sun Yuan in this war.

But as a veteran of the battlefield, how could he not know what a terrible situation it was for the 50,000 Nanjing Army to be defeated and trampled by thousands of troops. At this time, even if Sun Yuan is a heavenly soldier and a general, he will be trampled into pulp.

"Yes, General Sun, let's withdraw the troops across the river first!" Fei Hong hurriedly said: "The sky has fallen, and we can't hold it up just by relying on our big man." What's more, my Ningxiang Army has replenished so many new recruits......"

Hearing them say this, Sun Yuan was shocked and looked around. Although the musketeers all looked terrified, the long training had made them in the habit of following orders, and they all stood there with their muskets in their hands tightly before the officers gave orders. But the spearmen were only trained for more than ten days, and they were just ordinary soldiers of the peasant army before, and this group of people did not have the courage to fight, and some people already thought that the five-meter spear in their hands was really in the way and threw it aside, and quietly blended into the chaos and fled for their lives.

If we wait, this force will be finished.

But if you just turn around and run, it's not the same as being swept away by the crowd.

The Great War of Chuzhou, the Great War of Chuzhou...... How do you make it like this?

How is this different from official history!

"Damn, it's better to take care of yourself first!" Sun Yuan gritted his teeth and immediately ordered loudly: "Listen to the whole army, the front army will change to the rear army, and the rear army will change to the front army, turn backward and go!" ”

"Turn back!"

"Don't mess up the formation, go slowly, go slowly!"

The middle and lower rank officers shouted in unison.

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On the river beach, Tang Wenxing's eyes were blood-red, in the sky, underground, in the water, and on the pontoon

。 There were crowds of people fleeing frantically, corpses everywhere, burning everywhere.

The same is true of Shura's hell.

The knife in his hand was already full of chips, and his right arm was already so sore that it didn't seem to belong to him. He didn't know how many people he had cut down today, including the thief army and the defeated soldiers of the Nanjing army who fled frantically.

The armor on his body has long been broken, and his whole body hurts fiercely, and he doesn't know how many wounds there are.

But what's the use of that, what's the use of that?

As soon as the thief army appeared, Tang Wenxing quickly led his corporal to pounce, thinking that he would be able to support it for a while.

But I don't want to, the war is so fierce, and the thief army's offensive today will be so fierce. With only one collision, Tang Wenxing's soldiers died cleanly. He was also stabbed several times, and his shoulder armor was cut off.

The soldiers have finished fighting, but they can't be lost here, and the Ming officers and soldiers can't retreat.

He turned his head, dragged and dragged, and even killed people, and gathered hundreds of people to fight back. As a result, one shock lost another essence. 、

In this way, he would rush around on the battlefield, shouting loudly and trying to rush forward.

Until there is no more comrade-in-arms around.

In the distance behind him, the defeated soldiers of the brigade crowded onto the pontoon bridge, and they could no longer walk. I don't know how many people were squeezed off the bridge. Under the bridge, there is also a black pressure head, and there is not much water flow in Chushui, but now, it is even more blocked.

The entire old camp of the Nanjing Army was burning, and the wind fueled the fire, blowing a rolling heat wave and setting the clothes on people's clothes.

Everywhere there were the cries of the soldiers on fire, and everywhere there was thick black smoke.

He stood there dumbfounded, looking at the rushing peasant army, suddenly smiled, and threw the big knife that was no longer usable on the ground: fame but from the horse, fame but from the horse...... No more chance, Mother, I miss you so much...... Although Tang Wenxing is an illegitimate child, but what flows in my veins is the blood of the Duke of Xinguo, I didn't disgrace our Tang family, I didn't embarrass you......

A spear was thrown in the chest, pinning him to the ground.

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