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Chapter 68: Revenge

"Honor!" Zuo Qianhu led more than a hundred cavalrymen, and finally returned to the rear of the Red Turban Army, raising his horse sword high.

Behind him, the shouts that should have been heard were silent, and he turned his head in astonishment, and saw that all the cavalry had turned their eyes to the bottom of the hill. The position where the flag of the Azuo army was originally erected has become empty at this moment. Farther away, Daru Hua Chihe, who was wearing gilded armor, and Lord He, who beheaded the deputy Qianhu Balbo in order to defend the honor of the Afghan army, was actually driven by a group of farmers in cloth and straw shoes, and fled like a lost wild dog.

"Whew!" In an instant, the bald mouth opened, and a large mouthful of blood spurted onto the horse's neck. "Honor, for the honor of the A-people!" He gritted his red teeth and shouted with tears in his eyes, trying to awaken the self-esteem of those around him. But it was useless, and all the people who saw Shuai Qi fall were instantly stunned on the spot. The Red Turbans around Ren threw the smoking grenades at their feet, and they couldn't remember to pull their horses' heads to avoid them......

"Boom!" A cannon belched smoke from a distance of only thirty paces from the bald, and a scatterball swept through, smashing all five of his cronies into a sieve. In the next moment, all the stunned Argentine cavalry were awakened by the sound of cannons, pulled the reins suddenly, turned the horse's head, and ran for their lives at the foot of the mountain!

"Straighten, align, aim, steady, yes, that's it, ignition!" Huang Lao wielded the hammer of striking iron, like an invincible general, commanding his two sons to adjust the muzzle of the cannon, and sprayed projectiles at the horse's buttocks, "Boom! "Boom!"

The Afghan cavalry, who were turning around and fleeing for their lives, fell in two large rows in order like crops hit by hailstones. The rest put his head on the horse's neck and continued to beat the horse's belly with his feet, and no one dared to turn back. Although as long as a few of them rushed at random, they could chop the Huang family's father and son into meat sauce along with the exhausted Red Turban Army soldiers next to the artillery.

"The Tartars have run away! The Tartars ran away! Catch up and kill them all! "The officers and men of the Red Turban Army in the war group have also quickly seen the latest changes in the situation. Spread his legs and shouted while chasing the horse's butt and slashing at the horse's buttocks.

"Kill the horse, kill the horse, kill the horse and they won't be able to escape!" Someone is sober-minded and proposes the most feasible proposal. Immediately, all the weapons that pierced the Argentine cavalry were aimed at the buttocks and lower abdomen of the war horse. Before the poor beast could get up, countless holes of blood appeared in his body, and with a cry of sorrow, he slammed his master on the saddle to the ground.

Before the lander could struggle to get up, several spears had already stabbed him. The cavalry couldn't bear the pain, and he grabbed the spear shaft in his hand and wailed bitterly, "Ahhh "Ahh

The surrounding accomplices not only did not dare to stop and come to the rescue, but increased the degree faster. I don't expect to be able to escape the Red Turbans, but I must be faster than my companions. Two legs will definitely not be able to catch up with four legs, as long as the Red Turban Army delays time to kill the fallen horse, the other Afghans will have more chances to live.

"Honor, honor to the people! The honor left to the Afghans by their ancestors! "The only one on the entire battlefield who didn't turn around and flee was Zuo Qianhu himself. I saw him wielding a wide and long horse sword, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he kept running and shouting on the battlefield. No one paid attention to him, the cavalry ignored him, and the Red Turban Army, who was busy chasing the north, also ignored this madman who couldn't even flee for his life. Let him ride alone on horseback, and keep running and shouting, running and calling. The voice became more and more hoarse, more and more poignant, and finally two more mouthfuls of blood were spurted, and the head tilted and fell softly.

"Don't rob it, don't rob it, this is mine!" Ivanov, who had been waiting with his head tilted next to him for a while, immediately ran forward with a shout, bent down first, and cut off the neck of Zuo Qianhu with a knife. He raised his hand again and grabbed the reins of the war horse, looked around, and found Zhu Eighty-one covered in blood from the crowd, and ran over with a smile on his face, "Dudu, Lord Dudu, please get on the horse, this horse is a good horse, you look at its eyes, its nose, as well as its coat color and shoulder height, it is simply sent to the door for you."

"That's it!" Zhu Bayi panted like a bellows, and he didn't have time to listen to the veteran ruffian's nonsense. "Is the injury on the shoulder serious? If you're not too heavy, get on your horse and give the order so that everyone doesn't chase too far. The enemy's auxiliaries may follow, so be careful to be happy and sad! ”

"Not heavy, not heavy!" When the veteran ruffian heard this, he understood that Zhu Eighty-one would no longer hold him accountable for abandoning the army and fleeing. He jumped on his mount in agreement, shook the reins, and flew away!

"This old slippery head!" Zhu Eighty-one scolded at this person's back, and shook his head with a smile. The veteran ruffian's loyalty to him has so far been entirely dependent on gold. So he didn't feel much disappointed with this person's expression at a critical juncture. The only pity is that the ability of the veteran ruffian in this battle seems to be at the level of a thousand-commander. It may be more than a little short of the high-level staff officer type he had hoped for.

"Fortunately, I found another Xu Da! Although most likely, it's just a duplicate name! Thinking of the young man who had contradicted himself and finally took the lead in carrying out the beheading action, Zhu Bayi felt a little comforted in his heart. It doesn't matter if you have the same name and surname, Zhu Yuanzhang's real name is Zhu Sixty-four, Xu Da's real name is Xu Da seven or eight out of ten, and what else is Hu Dahai, Zhang Ninety-four, as soon as you hear the names of these people, you know that they are all reckless. In the end, didn't they drive the Mongols back to Mobei?! Why can Xu Da become an invincible commander with Zhu Yuanzhang, and this Xu Da is doomed to a mediocre life if he follows him? ”

Raising his head, he tried to find Xu Da's figure from the battlefield. However, they only saw the brothers rubbing in the east and the west in the west, and they could not tell who had run to what position. And the previous group of wolf-like cavalry were like livestock entering the slaughterhouse, just scurrying around with their heads down. Neither had the courage to resist stubbornly, nor could he find the right way to escape. As soon as they are caught up by the red-turbaned soldiers carrying spears or blocked head-on, they immediately drop their weapons and cry for mercy.

Zhu Eighty-one saw a thin auxiliary soldier, jumping on the back of a war horse like a monkey, pulling the leather cord on the armor, and tearing the man off the mount with one hand. Then he turned the horse's head and stomped it on the face of the lander with his hooves, once, twice, three times. The soldier was clearly holding a short sword in his hand, but suddenly he forgot how to use it. Lying in a pool of blood, trying to avoid the trampling of the horse's hooves, his mouth bursting with a wail!

After the professional robber was defeated, the table xiàn was not much stronger than the professional farmer! Zhu Eighty-one couldn't bear to continue looking, and turned his head in another direction. But now Wu Liangmou took dozens of Zhuang Ding and escorted back the Ah cavalry, which was about the same number as themselves, like a sheep. They were all on foot, and their opponents were all riding tall horses. But the hikers are all high-chested and majestic. Those on horseback drooped their heads and their eyes fixed on the ground, like a group of soulless clay puppets.

Much of the same is true elsewhere on the battlefield. Those who did not have time to flee were either pushed off their horses and killed on the spot by the Red Turban soldiers, or they were driven back like sheep by the Red Turban soldiers, who were far less than their own, and their weapons and armor were confiscated and placed in centralized custody. There were also many wounded on their bodies, who were beheaded on the spot by the angry Red Turban soldiers, and their heads hung around their waists like gourds so that they could be counted later.

"Shhhh Zhu Bayi was a little dizzy from the blood light around him, walked a few steps, and slowly bent down. The brethren are taking revenge, revenge for the frenzied attack on them just now. But the means of revenge are also a little more fierce! What is the difference between them and Meng Yuan's soldiers in doing this?!

Although Zhu Eighty-one was not naïve enough to want to carry over the military discipline of the People's Liberation Army in later generations, he still felt that it was difficult to adapt when he saw that his brothers were as ferocious as the soldiers of the Mengyuan court. As far as he knew, an invincible modern army would inevitably be very restrained in the use of force. And the more people like to kill indiscriminately, the worse their performance will be when they encounter setbacks. Even if they have held the weapons of their opponents for two whole eras, even if they are flying all kinds of moral banners.

In the midst of indignation, Xu Hongsan, the captain of the pro-soldiers, came from the side, with an unconcealable ecstasy in his voice. "Governor, his subordinates are not well protected, Lord Governor forgives his sins!"

"What is sin? Everyone was messed up just now, who cares about whom?! Zhu Bayi Xun turned his head, pretended that he hadn't seen anything just now, and said with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you for not being investigated, and for not being investigated!" Xu Hongsan threw the severed Pu knife on the ground, bent over, and gasped for breath. There was a bloody cut on his face and on the back of his hand, and the plate armor on his body was covered in dented wounds. Bright red blood was pouring out from the depths of the scars, dripping all over the ground.

"You're hurt?!" Zhu Bayi was shocked when he saw it, and hurriedly reached out to help.

"It's okay, it's okay! The governor has killed the villain! Xu Hongsan immediately jumped away half a step, wiped a few times on the plate armor with his hand, and continued to gasp for breath, "It's not all the blood of his subordinates, it's a person." The subordinates were all flesh wounds. Thanks to this strong armor, otherwise, otherwise the subordinates would really not be able to see the lord today! ”

As he spoke, he staggered forward a few more steps, looked up at Zhu Bayi, who was red all over, and asked with concern, "Your lord."

"It should be fine!" Zhu Bayi looked down at his chest and lower abdomen, and suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in several places. "Shhhh

"Come on, come on, help the Governor, help the Governor wrap up, help the Governor remove his armor!" Xu Hongsan immediately straightened up and shouted at the nearby auxiliaries who were mending the wounded soldiers on A's body, "Help Lord Governor remove his armor, and then gather around here, so that the adults will not be affected by the wind!" ”

In order to avoid disturbing the morale of the army, he tried to euphemize the order as much as possible. The surrounding auxiliaries frowned when they heard this, and reluctantly walked over. "Governor-!"

Seeing Zhu Eighty-one, who looked like he had just been fished out of a pool of blood, everyone immediately closed their mouths. It's terrifying, there are more than a dozen large and small knife marks on the plate armor that was originally as smooth as a mirror! Just now, everyone was busy fighting the enemy army, and no one cared about protecting their own commander. At this moment, I saw it in my eyes, and I realized how dangerous the battle just now was! If it weren't for the fact that the enemy's commander suddenly abandoned the army and fled, but the Governor fell one step earlier, maybe it was the people themselves who were lying on the ground waiting to be mended at this moment.

"It's okay, skin trauma, it's all skin trauma!" Holding back the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss, Zhu Bayi smiled and waved his hand to everyone, "This brother, you come over and help take off the helmet." This one, you come over and help untie the strap under your armpit. Hong San, don't cry there with a sad face, it's like the sky has fallen. Go and give an order to the brethren to stop killing people. The wounded are not serious and not injured, as long as the one who lays down his weapon will leave a life, we are the rebels, not the Tartars! ”

"Yes!" Xu Hongsan agreed, and slowly moved his legs to pass the order. only stepped out of the sight of his own commander, and then lazily stopped. If you don't kill the Tartars, if the Tartars win this battle, will they show mercy to the brothers?! Why can the Tartars raise their butcher's knives against the unarmed people, and the Red Turbans should have great mercy after defeating them?! Leave them behind, and they don't know how to farm, and they are not as obedient as the Koreans. Where did you get so much food in Xuzhou City to raise this group of green-eyed uncles?!

While slandering the kindness of his own commander's woman, he re-examined the wounds on his body. As soon as he looked down, he just saw a corpse moving at his feet, and slowly stretched out a bloody arm to himself.

"Ahh Xu Hongsan was taken aback, instinctively dodged a few steps, and quickly picked up the short sword of the Aren and walked back, ready to give the injured a good time.

It was a very young soldier, at best about sixteen years old. He has big watery green eyes and a ring of soft fluff at the corners of his mouth. Seeing Xu Hongsan walking towards him with a short sword, his eyes were immediately filled with fear. While waving his hand vigorously, he rolled his body desperately, "Rao, spare your life!" Uncle, spare your life! I haven't killed any of you. I, I'm willing to be a slave to you! I am willing to write to my father and mother to pay for the ransom! Me, I'll raise horses! Will polish boots! It would-be—ah! ”

"Who told you to hit us?!" Xu Hongsan didn't want to listen to it at all, and went down with a knife, poking at this person's heart. Because of the excessive consumption of the body, the tip of the knife was distorted by the armor on the young man's body, and he failed to directly hit the heart. The young man grasped the blade in both hands, struggling desperately, struggling, his turquoise eyes full of grief.

"Who told you to hit us?! Who told you to hit us?! Xu Hongsan was uncomfortable by the young man's complaining gaze, let go of the handle of the knife, and shouted loudly to retreat. He thought that the other party would curse him loudly before he died, but the young man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then used his last strength to shout a word he was extremely familiar with, "Mom-!" ”

Note 1: Ma, as a mother, was not popular in ancient China. But it can be traced back to the Three Kingdoms period. So it's a word that is used in almost all languages in the world, regardless of ethnicity or race.