Chapter 214: Avalanche

There is indeed not much suspense in this battle.

The Yellow Army in the northeast has been seen dead by Mao Gui since the start of the war, and has not dared to move forward half a step so far. Due south, Zhennan Wang Polo Buhua launched no less than five fierce attacks, all of which were bombarded back with artillery by the Fourth Army and the Sailors. Timur Buhua, who was in the east, successively invested three 10,000-strong volunteer teams and one 10,000-strong team of the Red Army, but was beaten back by Fu Youde, Wu Liangmou, Zhu Chongba and others. Although he still has enough reserve forces around him at the moment, he is not able to start a new round of attacks when his morale is already depressed.

On the side of the Red Turban Army, the morale is like a fire. In particular, Wu Liangmou's Fifth Army, which was previously hindered by the general's orders, did not dare to move its position casually, and could only watch the friendly troops around him sway to their heart's content. At this moment, he was suddenly released, as brave as a lion. Under the leadership of Liu Kui and Aslan, they roared and rushed towards the Tanma Red Army from the side, defeating the other party one after another, and had no power to fight back at all.

"Steady, steady, lean closer to me!" Exploring the horse Red Army, Wan Hu Xiao Buhua was unwilling to be defeated, holding high a steel knife in the shape of a door panel, and loudly restraining the team.

Only by regrouping the team will there be a chance to turn the tide of the battle. Only by regrouping the team can we stabilize our position and wait for reinforcements. Only by regrouping the team can we fight and retreat, and reserve the last breath of vitality for the Tanma Red Army. Even to escape, everyone had to walk together in a group, otherwise, the group of wild wolves under the command of Zhu Butcher pounced from behind, and no one could guarantee that they would be able to withdraw to Luzhou alive.

"Steady, steady, the cannon is not so scary!"

"Steady, steady, Khitan men have no seeds!"

"Steady, steady"

Shi Shoutian, Ye Xiong and other commanders also shouted one after another, trying to help Xiao Buhua collect the rout. Today's battle was lost too unjustly, and before everyone had time to show their skills, they lost in a daze. And the group of red turban thieves on the opposite side, in addition to the beautiful armor and bright flags, where does it look like a group of soldiers? But it's just such a group of rogues, but they have beaten the Tanma Red Army, which has been fighting for generations, to the point that they have no power to fight back, such a strange thing, how can people be willing?!

Unwilling, but helpless. Speaking from the heart, the professional level of the Tanma Red Army is far above the retreating volunteers and the Red Turban Army who chased and killed. However, they were unable to adapt to the tactics of the Red Turbans. Hundreds of people were finally gathered and prepared to form a formation to protect themselves. As a result, before the formation could be established, the Red Turban Army had already pushed the cannon and forced forward. After a "boom" from a distance of more than 30 steps, a large area of the Tanma Red Army in the front row of the general formation was swept away, and the rest suddenly lost confidence and left the desert again.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The whole battlefield was chaotic, and there was artillery roaring everywhere. At the beginning of the gunsmoke, the phalanx of the Tanma Red Army collapsed one after another. The defeated soldiers, who had lost their courage, were like headless flies, dragging their weapons and scurrying around. Some ran and ran headlong into the blades of another Red Turban Army, and were chopped to the ground in a daze. Some fled backwards regardless of it, smashing Xiao Buhua's handsome flag to stagger.

"Blow the horn and ask the prince for help - warn!" Exploring the horse and the Red Army, Wan Hu Xiao Buhua took a deep breath and spit out the last two words helplessly.

As the so-called family members know their own affairs, they announced that Wang Timur would not spend at least 25,000 people around him as reserves. But the 15,000 of them are all volunteers like Liao Jiajun and Zhu Jiajun. If it is sent at this moment, I'm afraid it won't help. There was also a whole team of 10,000 people, all Mongol warriors. Whether it is weapons or armor, they are all first-class. It's just that this Mongol army has never fought any enemy since decades ago. Every time they arrived on the battlefield, they were placed at the rear. Watching the battle, supervising the battle, and then sharing the exploits, a veritable soldier is bloodless.

"Zhang Zhizhou, you personally take all the volunteers to the top!" Sure enough, as Xiao Buhua expected, when he heard the call for help from the front, he announced that Wang Timur Buhua was still willing to send volunteers, "Take Xiao Wanhu down, and then organize a defense on the spot." From now on, let's defend and create a zào fighter for the king of Zhennan! ”

"Yes!" Zhang Song, the governor of Luzhou, agreed in a trembling voice, and turned his horse to the other three volunteers around him, "Liu Qiong, Xu Xing, Wu Wenhua, the three of you come with the team and the old man." The court has been raising soldiers for many days, and the time has come for everyone to serve the court! ”

"Kill, follow the adults to kill the red turban thief!" Liu Qiong, Xu Xing, and Wu Wenhua took out steel knives and raised them high above their heads. Although the shouts were loud, the war horses under their crotches could not be increased for a long time. Even the 15,000 "volunteers" behind him seemed to have ropes tied to their legs, and it took them half a day to climb more than a foot away.

And on the side of the Tanma Red Army in front, it is obvious that they can't hold on. The entire army formation was divided into fragments, and only the last thousand people remained near the flag of the main general Xiao Buhua, like an island in the waves. But this last island is also constantly drifting backwards. It was only a little more organized and slower than the rest of the rout.

"Liu Kui and I will bring a group to the top, and you will bring the musketeers later!" Geng Zaicheng thought that the isolated island was too much of an eyesore, so he turned his head and discussed with Wu Liangmou. The old partner Hu Dahai has led an army alone and is in Huai'an. And he himself became a deputy to Wu Liangmou, who didn't have a beard, which made Geng Zaicheng feel very uncomfortable all the time. Therefore, the tone of voice when he spoke was neither big nor small, as if he was the commander of the Fifth Army.

"Good!" Wu Liangmou didn't care about him at all, nodded, and agreed very happily. "Don't try hard, just hold them off. Then I'll take a musket and go blast! ”

"Liu Kui, come with me!" Geng Zaicheng suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart, waved his hand back vigorously, and then carried a spear and took the lead in rushing towards Xiao Buhua. encountered obstacles along the way, blocked all of them with one shot, and lost his life.

Lest he make a mistake, Liu Kui led the New Fifth Army and a regiment to follow closely. In the process, the team is spread out into a goose parade, pushing the rout to the isolated island in the flow of people.

Before the two sides could make contact, Fu Youde took 500 personal soldiers, Zhu Chongba took Wu Guoxing, Wu Guobao and more than 700 Haozhou elites, and they also rushed over from the left flank and the front respectively, and everyone marched in three directions together, like a huge dragon's mouth, biting Xiao Buhua and the last cronies around him, ready to swallow it in one bite.

Xiao Buhua's formation was squeezed, and it immediately shrank to a degree visible to the naked eye. Row after row of Khitan warriors fell under the knife of the Red Turban Army, and in the blink of an eye, the entire military array was squeezed from a rectangle into a flat oblique triangle.

"Steady, steady, everyone has to withdraw together! Die to die together! Xiao Buhua, who was waiting for reinforcements not to arrive, shouted and led his cronies around him to fight and leave. Zhu Chong in front of him is invincible, and Fu Youde on the left flank is also like a mad tiger, but on the right flank, the Huai'an army that has just come up does not seem to have fully adapted to the rhythm of the battlefield, and it is advancing a little slower, so that he can still feel a glimmer of life.

However, this glimmer of vitality was soon swallowed up by darkness. Another Huai'an army rushed over quickly, each armed with a firearm. With a very jerky movement, he poked the fire gun out of the side of the previous Huai'an army and aimed it at the chest of the soldier of the Tanma Red Army, "Bah! The storm swept the Khitans down like wheat!

"One regiment lined up in situ to protect the second regiment, two regiments, reload!" Wu Liangmou, the commander of the New Fifth Army, strode up to follow, and the general on his shoulders was dazzling. This is a new tactic he has just summed up, and the brothers of a regiment hold cold weapons to block the enemy. Another regiment aimed muskets at close range to the enemy's chest. It's a bit clumsy, but it's surprisingly good. After all, in terms of killing efficiency, no weapon can compare to a small lead bullet. As long as one is close to one, even the three-inch-thick door panel will be blasted out of a fist-sized hole, let alone flesh and blood.

"Erect the gun, clean the barrel, the medicine hole and the medicine pot!"

"Bite open the cartridge pack, fill it with gunpowder, stuff it with paper packets and bullets!"

"Tighten with the throughbar, end the gun, and check the arquebus!"

The operation rules of the musketeers rang out one after another in the ranks, cold with an inexplicable excitement. When the soldiers of the Tanma Red Army, who had just recovered from the storm-like blow, heard this, they were stunned for a moment, then dropped their weapons and fled.

"Steady, steady, Khitan boy, born together, died together!" Xiao Buhua still wanted to work hard to close the team, and tears fell down his face. However, no one stopped to listen to his greetings, and no one could summon more courage in the face of the fear of the unknown. Sword and shield soldiers, pikemen, and crossbowmen, row after row, turned their bodies around, and fled for their lives in panic following the gap deliberately left by the Red Turban Army. Even the bravest and most loyal soldiers threw down their weapons and joined the fleeing army with their heads bowed, never daring to stay with him to face the muzzle of the black hole.

"Khitan boy!" Xiao Buhua, Wanhu of the Red Army, raised his head and let out a mournful roar, raised the big knife in the shape of a door panel, and rushed towards Wu Liangmou. Everyone else can run for their lives, but he can't. He was the 10,000 households of this Tanma Red Army, but he watched this team collapse in front of him. He inadvertently became the last Wanhu of this Tanma Red Army, and he had to fulfill his duties.

"Let's go home!" Geng Zaicheng rushed forward to catch up, passing through the rout of the chaotic bombardment. With a flick of the spear, Xiao Buhua's Panmen broadsword flew into the sky. Then press the spear on the opponent's shoulder and repeat loudly, "Go home!" Khitan man, this is not the place you should be. Go back, the sky has changed, it's time for you to go home!"

"Woo woo——!" Xiao Buhua covered his face with his hands and knelt in a pool of blood, crying like an underage child!

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