At this time, dozens of cavalry led by Zhang Junbao and Hua Shaofeng had already separated the archers of the Yuan army on the other side, but the Xiangyang Red Turban Army was under the pressure of the Yuan army's infantry, and slowly approached. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What should I do?"

Now even if the Dengzhou Red Turban Army comes over, it will be useless, except that they lack weapons and have more people than the Yuan army, they did not bring the slightest sense of pressure to the Yuan army, Wang Quan hurriedly asked.

Although some of the Xiangyang Red Turban Army are heroes under Guo Zixing in Dingyuan, where can the personal martial arts be compared with the army, everyone is currently at a loss, so they have to pin their hopes on Li Xingze, and they can't help but look over.

Li Xingze saw the changes on the battlefield, but he was also worried, the 7,000 Red Turban Army against the 4,000 Yuan Army, without any external help, judging from the current situation, a draw with the Yuan Army is an extremely extravagant thing.

It seems that it is really as Miss Ma said, the Yuan soldiers under He Sinan are really not far behind the cowardly Xue army, Li Xingze can't help but secretly regret it, he knew that he should prepare a few more hands, how could he have thought that in the absence of a boss, the rest of the Yuan army actually wanted to fight back.

"Let the Huangzhou Red Turban Army replace the Xiangyang Red Turban Army!" Li Xingze hurriedly said to Feng Qiang. Seeing Feng Qiang nodding and about to make arrangements, he continued to advise: "Fish Scale Array, don't let an inch!" ”

In the last sentence, Li Xingze almost gritted his teeth and said it, Feng Qiang still didn't understand, he also gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and took the order.

This order is already obvious, even if you want to fight the Huangzhou Red Turban Army, you can't let the Yuan Army take a step forward, Feng Qiang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and frantically expelled the Huangzhou Red Turban Army to replace the Xiangyang Red Turban Army.

Yuan Jun suddenly found that there was a mess in the ranks of the Red Turban Army in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, the wave of people had been replaced by another wave of people, although it could not be called the unity of weapons, but everyone had a guy in their hands, and the formation was quite neat, and there was also hesitation, and he immediately stopped moving.

Several commanders discussed, and felt that the Red Turban Army was just grandstanding, and this wave changer was still the same thing, so several people continued to shout and let the Yuan Army continue to move forward.

When Feng Qiang trained the Huangzhou Red Turban Army, he didn't dare to say that he had learned the military method of the Yuan Army, but in terms of military discipline, he was extremely strict. So in a short period of time, the training of more than 1,000 people is also decent.

At this moment, at the moment of the great enemy, Feng Qiang will not be polite, and what he is holding in his hand is not a wooden stick, but a bright knife, there is no room for a trace of affection at the moment, and he roared viciously: "If there is anyone who retreats, there will be no mercy!" ”

Everyone's hearts are full of joy, when they usually train, Feng Qiang has not learned a lesson, no one takes this as a joke, and they also know that if they retreat for a moment, the Yuan army will defeat them.

"After my Huangzhou Red Turban makes contact with the Yuan army, you will rush in from the weak point of the flank, aiming to disperse them!" Li Xingze hurriedly instructed Meng Haima.

Meng Haima also understood this, the old spiciness of the Yuan army made him feel a little frightened, in the face of the elite division, even if the Red Turban Army was 10,000 people, I am afraid it would be useless.

The Yuan army slowly approached in confusion, and the Huangzhou Red Turban Army stood still, not afraid, but there were still a few killing gods staring at him behind him, and if he moved, he would be hacked to death by his own people.

The Red Turban Army holding the spear in the front row saw that the Yuan soldiers would come into contact with him a few feet away, and then they clenched the spears in their hands one by one, gritting their teeth, and at this moment, Feng Qiang shouted: "Fish scales, rush!" ”

After training day after day, the Huangzhou Red Turban Army still didn't understand this order, and their bodies reflexively rushed forward with guns.

Seeing that the Huangzhou Red Turban Army moved, the Xiangyang Red Turban Army cruising on the flank also moved at this moment, and followed Meng Haima to find a gap and rush in. The Dengzhou Red Turban Army in the distance, under the leadership of Wang Quan, also rushed over.

At this time, not only the Red Turban Army, but even the neatly formed Yuan Army was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Zhang Junbao and others, who arrived in time, were in chaos.

Nearly 10,000 people fought in Wollongong, on the periphery was the Dengzhou Red Turban Army, including the Xiangyang Red Turban Army, and the Huangzhou Red Turban Army took advantage of the chaos to stabilize the formation first and slowly crushed the Yuan army.

The Yuan army also really fought hard, knowing that if it was defeated, it would be the fate of death, and the Red Turban Army was even more so, especially the Dengzhou Red Turban Army, which was behind its hometown, and it was even more unscrupulous, regardless of whether there were weapons in their hands or not, one by one the Chaoyuan soldiers pounced.

The army pays attention to the wholeness, especially the Mengyuan soldiers who started with cavalry, once the formation is chaotic, the ferocity in their bones will burst out, and they will start to find their opponents to fight regardless of it.

At this moment, both sides have already killed the red eye, what military division, the general's orders are not good, it is a mess, anyway, it is easy to distinguish between the enemy and me, the one who wears the red turban is his own person, and the one who does not wrap the bag is the Yuan soldier.

As for Miss Ma beside Li Xingze, she had already drawn her sword and rushed forward to help in the battle, and on the entire battlefield, except for Li Xingze, almost everyone was trying their best to kill the enemy in front of them.

The battle was fought in the dark, flesh and blood flew sideways, and it was not until more than half of noon, with the general trend of the Huangzhou Red Turban Army that the balance of victory gradually tilted towards the Red Turban Army.

The Yuan soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and the remaining hundreds of or so Yuan soldiers ran away in a panic, and it was not over until there was no living Yuan soldier standing on the entire battlefield.

This battle ended with the victory of the Red Turban Army, and the Dengzhou Red Turban Army suffered the greatest loss, with more than 2,000 people lying here forever. The casualties of the Xiangyang Red Turban Army were not small, almost a few hundred people were killed and more than a thousand were injured. And the Huangzhou Red Turban Army has always maintained a formation to rush and kill, and even so, more than half of the wounded are injured.

Due to the strength of the cavalry at the last moment, the last few hundred soldiers who ran away were only a few hundred. Before the 1,000 cavalry of the Yuan army, Temur fell into the pit during the first wave of charges and died instantly.

"Bang dang!"

As the weapons continued to fall from the hands of the Red Turban soldiers, the whole battlefield fell into a frenzy, some people hugged each other and looked up to the sky and laughed, while others knelt on the ground and sobbed continuously.

As Li Xingze slowly stepped over the corpses strewn across the ground, the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and he held back the discomfort in his stomach and quietly looked at everyone who was crying or laughing.

For some reason, Li Xingze did not have the joy after victory at this time, and there was more sorrow with it, and the corpses all over the ground brought only evidence after fighting each other.

Although this time it was a victory, the losses of the Red Turban Army were also quite heavy, and Li Xingze gradually moistened his eyes and sat on the ground.

"We won, you don't have to blame yourself!"

Miss Marsh gently walked over and comforted. This young little military advisor is still too shallow to enter the WTO, and she has seen strong winds and waves, so she is naturally very accustomed to comforting.

Who knows, Li Xingze didn't appreciate her love at all, and said with a lonely expression: "Do you need so many brothers to die, what will their family think?" ”

In Li Xingze's concept, he always believes that the smaller the casualties of the battle, then it is called a battle, after all, everyone is equal, everyone has a family, and no family wants their children, fathers, or husbands to fall on the battlefield so easily.

The scorching sun was scorching the earth, there was no longer a cloud in the sky, the weeds and flowers all over the ground had lowered their heads, but the smell of blood in the air gradually faded a lot.

After a day's rest, fortunately, thanks to Li Xingze's back and forth greetings, the soldiers of the Red Turban Army were properly arranged in Dengzhou, and Meng Haima was about to return to Xiangyang with the Xiangyang Red Turban Army and Miss Ma.

Before leaving, Meng Haima said with a smile: "Li Junshi, if you are free, you must go to my place, I will sweep the couch to greet you!" Li Xingze had no choice but to comply.

Meng Haima's Xiangyang Red Turban Army and Miss Ma's Dingyuan Red Turban Army, after this battle, have become a bit elite, yes, the two were quite happy when they left.

But Miss Marsh whispered, "We'll see you again soon!" Ying Ying smiled and left.

This sentence made Li Xingze very incomprehensible, it seems that it is really easy for the two to meet, but what does she mean by this?

"Master Li, let's go to Nanyang Mansion tomorrow!"

It's been two days, and seeing that all the food in Dengzhou has bottomed out, and just the soldiers who have sacrificed their lives, the gold, silver, and jewelry have long been gone, and Wang Quan can't help but be anxious.

Li Xingze also knew the difficulties of Wang Quan Zhang Chun, and then nodded, because the main forces of Nanyang Mansion were taken away a lot by Kuan Che Buhua, plus there are tunnels, it should be very easy, so he asked casually: "Marshal Wang, what time is it tomorrow?" ”

"Tomorrow I will go out of the tunnel during the day!" Wang Quan said with a big grin, after a bloody battle, even if the Dengzhou Red Turban Army was wounded, its spirit and combat effectiveness were like two people who had just started an incident.

Li Xingze shook his head and said, "I think it's better at night, I don't know what the general means?" ”

The march to fight was mainly Zhang Chun's idea, so Li Xingze turned to ask him what he meant.

"I think what Li Junshi said makes sense!"

Zhang Chun said it directly. He had also considered whether it was appropriate to be at night, but the king's suggestion was to see clearly during the day, so he never set a specific time.

At this time, Wang Quan couldn't say anything, both of them suggested that it was at night, and it was also considered from the combat effectiveness of the Dengzhou Red Turban Army, if the night sneak attack, the casualties would be greatly reduced, and for the Red Turban Army, which is currently full of wounded soldiers, this plan has to be said to be very tempting.

"Okay, just listen to you, tomorrow night at the third watch, we will attack it!" Wang Quan slapped the table with a slap, and it was decided.

"Senior brother, do you have anything to do with us tomorrow?"

Zhang Junbao has been playing too much recently, especially two days ago, when he got the news that he was going to attack Nanyang Mansion tomorrow, after Li Xingze entered the house, he couldn't help but ask.