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Chapter 131: Hu Dahai

"Summon, Companion Pull Horizontally to the Right Flank! Let Wang Shiyuan on the left lead his thousand-man team to the top! A hundred paces away from the commander of the thousand commanders, Chu Buha, the deputy envoy of Huaidong Lian, decisively made adjustments.

"Big handsome, formation-?" Deputy Wanhu Tiejin hesitated for a moment and reminded loudly.

The essence of the Anti-Glaive Array lies in the five hundred cavalry in the center, first using the cavalry's degree and attack power to disrupt the enemy's deployment, and then swinging the infantry to take the opportunity to kill and completely defeat the enemy army. And the cavalry of the companion moved sideways and took the initiative to avoid the enemy's front Sakura. This will greatly reduce the attack power of the Anti-Glaive Array, and may also deal a severe blow to one's morale.

"Order, the cavalry is pulled horizontally to the right flank and the left flank is ceded to the Han army!" Chu Buha glared at him fiercely, biting the two words Han Jun very hard.

Deputy Wanhu Tiejin didn't dare to say more, so he had to turn his head to the side angrily. With the Mongol army as the heart, the Tanma Red Army as the arm, and the Han army as the minions, the local garrison army was restrained and the people were suppressed. This strategy of leading troops with layers of restraint was the traditional national policy of the Great Yuan Dynasty. Huai'an Mansion is located in the south, and there is no Tanma Red Army. If the Mongol army had lost too many casualties, the loyalty of the Han army below could not be guaranteed. In that case, even if Zhu Bayi is defeated today, it will be a source of fire. In case the generals of the Han army below suddenly lead their troops to rebel, Dalu Huachi's teasing, Lian Wan's deputy envoy Chu Buha, and his deputy Wanhu Tiejin, I am afraid they will all end up ruined!

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo!" "Knock, knock, knock!" "Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo!" "Knock, knock, knock!" Battle flags were waved, drums and horns rang out, and Chu Buha's order was quickly spread throughout the entire anti-glaive array.

As if they had been granted amnesty, the Mongol cavalry immediately gathered around the commander-in-chief, and without looking back, they withdrew to the left flank of their own army. The soldiers of the Han army, who were desperately rushing over to meet them, were directly thrown to the opponent. Seeing this, the soldiers of the Han Army were so angry that they scolded, "Bad seeds, cowardices, where is the ability to bully Lao Tzu?!" The old man is desperately trying to come alive to meet you! ”

"My lord, the red turban thief has attacked! What should I do?!" Deputy Qianhu Han Zhong pulled the commander Wang Shiyuan and reminded anxiously.

"What to do? What else can I do, you bring someone to the top for me first! Who made our lives cheap! Wang Shiyuan, the commander of the Han army, was in a hurry, pointed at the right wing of the red scarf whose morale had doubled out of thin air with the tip of his knife, and roared loudly.

"Brothers, give me a top! One person has two heads, and he cashes in as soon as he finishes the battle! Han Zhong, the deputy thousand households, had no choice but to order the hundred households under his command to lead the team to meet the battle. The hundreds of households couldn't push the task any further, looked at each other, opened their throats and scolded their mother, and raised the steel knife high, "Grandma's, people are dead and birds are in the sky!" Brothers, give me a top, brothers, if you win this battle, let's drink wine in a big bowl and eat meat in a big portion! ”

"Go up, go up!" The leaders of the team and the veterans shouted loudly, wrapped in the new Ding, who had just been in the army for less than a month, raised steel knives and spears, and trotted towards the Red Turban Army. While running, he kept cheering himself up in his mouth, "Kill, kill them, kill them all to receive the reward, and you don't need to boil salt anymore in this life!" ”

The archers of the Red Turban Army behind Xu Da saw the opportunity and did not hesitate to reward them with a burst of feather arrows. Because they were running, only about 20 Han sergeants were shot by arrows and fell to the ground, holding their wounds and wailing fiercely. The other Han soldiers paused, then continued to trot forward with their heads down, adjusting their distance from their companions as they ran.

The soldiers of the Red Turban Army who walked over quickly on the opposite side did not add it, and followed behind Xu Da and a few centurions, trying to maintain a complete formation. "Flatten the spear!" Some veterans with combat experience shouted a reminder, "Flatten the spear!" The signs in the line repeated loudly.

"Look ahead!" "Look ahead!"

"Keep an eye on the guy running across from you!" "Keep an eye on the guy running across from you!"

"Thorn!" "Thorn!"

"Boom!" The two teams that were heading towards each other collided without any tricks. In an instant, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the sound of gold and iron resounded across the field.

Nearly half of the people who rushed to the first row on both sides fell. The men in the second row quickly followed, stepping on the corpses of their own robes and pounced on the enemy on the opposite side. Both sides speak the same language, loudly cursing the opponent's relatives and friends, the ancestors of the eight generations. At the same time, try to use the weapon in your hand to find the opponent's vital point. Each other's eyes were full of hatred and fear, and each other's faces were full of anger and cruelty.

Commander Xu Da used a spear to pick off a Mengyuan brand head in his early twenties. The man had a bronzed face and a dark blue birthmark under his ear. The face was vaguely seen before, like one of his companions when he was herding cattle. However, he could not confirm it, and he did not dare to show mercy. In front of the two armies, either you die or I die.

The second soldier quickly pounced, crouched down, and slashed his thigh with a knife. The tassel gun in the hand of the commander Xu Da was too long, and he didn't have time to defend himself, so he had to jump up and kick the opponent's collarbone with his combat boots.

Yuan Bing was overjoyed, turned the blade sideways, and cut Xu Da's calf. "Kill!" A spear stabbed diagonally, and before Xu Da's feet were slashed, he solved the opponent for him. Then the brother who stepped forward to help was picked up with spears by two Mengyuan soldiers and held high in the air.

"Little Zhangzi-!" Xu Da, the commander of the thousand commanders, saw that his eyes were cracked, and he shook the tassel gun, one shot at a time, and stabbed the two Mengyuan soldiers to the ground. When he went to look for his brother again, he saw only a cold corpse.

"Charge me, kill the two Tartars, kill them all!" He shouted angrily, and with the auxiliaries behind him, he continued to charge forward to kill the bright white stainless steel plate armor, which was soon dyed pink with blood. Geng Zaicheng and several centurions around him also leaned over and formed a sharp iron triangle with him. Against the enemy's army, keep moving forward, deeper.

The Meng Yuan soldiers rushed over and launched a counterattack in all directions. The formation of the auxiliary soldiers was gradually compressed into a huge triangle, with Xu Da as the top and Geng Zaicheng and others as the waist. At the bottom, a group of hurried archers panicked with their eagles on their bow arms and shot cold arrows at random enemies in all directions. There is no purpose, no rules.

"Whoosh!" From Chu Buha's handsome banner, a burst of feather arrows suddenly rose and landed in the center of the battle group, splashing strings of blood.

"Bell!" Zhu Eighty-one used a pig-killing knife to knock off a cold arrow that came head-on, and then pointed the tip of the knife straight ahead, "Rush with me and capture Chu Buha alive!" ”

"Capture Chu Buha alive, capture Chu Buha alive!" Xu Hongsan and the others agreed loudly, and at the same time quickened their pace.

More than 800 soldiers behind him lined up in a neat phalanx and quickly followed. The boots stomped on the ground and boomed. They are the most elite part of the Xuzhou Left Army, and their armor and weapons are several times better than those of the auxiliaries, and their combat experience and combat effectiveness are also several times that of the latter. Xu Da led the auxiliary soldiers to be on par with the enemy army, and there was no reason for them to fall behind.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-!" There was another rain of arrows, clanging against shields and armor. In an instant, the feet of the group were also covered with white arrow shafts, as dense as freshly cut wheat stubble in the summer fields. The iron-clad combat boots fell to the ground, and what came out of the step was no longer the sound of "boom", but the piercing "chirp". The drums on the opposite side also became more and more intense, "Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock", knocking the ground up and down.

There were not so many archers behind Zhu Bayi, and all the musketeers were allocated to the relatively weak left flank. Therefore, he did not give the order to return fire at all. Just carrying a shield in one hand and a pig-killing knife specially made for him by Huang Laowei before the expedition in the other, he continued to move forward quickly. Fifty steps, forty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-!" There was another cold sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air. Hundreds of armor-piercing cones glowing with cold light shot flat without warning. Xu Hongsan led his soldiers to raise shields to protect his sides, and Zhu Eighty-one himself used a shield to protect his face and neck.

The sound of "clanging" was like a storm, and in an instant, seven or eight of his own soldiers fell in close proximity to him. "Kill the two Tartars!" Zhu Eighty-one roared with all his might, wheeled up the shield full of armor-piercing cones, and threw it sideways towards the opposite side. Then he slammed his legs and followed his shield and rushed into the oncoming enemy.

Xu Hongsan followed closely with his own soldiers, waving his sword and shield together, protecting his own commander's side and behind, and not giving anyone a chance to sneak attack. Several teams of 100 soldiers chased after them as quickly as possible, like a huge hammer, smashing the enemy formation to pieces.

The surrounding Meng Yuan soldiers couldn't resist it, and they retreated one after another. A centurion rushed over with a few personal soldiers against the flow of people and rushed straight to Zhu Bayi. Xu Hongsan took the first step to stop him, and the steel knife went straight to the opponent's neck. The centurion roared loudly and had to defend himself with his sword. Chen De appeared ghostly with a spear and stabbed the man's throat with a shot.

"Lord Xihai is dead, Lord Xihai is dead!" Several pro-soldiers cried and came forward to snatch the body. was shot one by one by Chen De, and all of them were poked to the ground. The spear was drawn from the chest of the last soldier, but there was no one around him. Looking up, I saw that Zhu Eighty-one and his own soldiers had broken into the enemy formation for more than 20 steps, and where they passed, the corpses were lying all over the ground.

"Keep up with General Zhu and keep in formation!" Tearing open his throat and shouting, Chen De hurriedly chased after him.

"Keep up with General Zhu and keep in formation!" "Keep up with General Zhu and keep in formation!" The surrounding Red Turban Army generals repeated loudly, trying to keep the entire army formation from being left too far behind by their own commanders. The Meng Yuan soldiers who blocked the way were either poked into a sieve by random guns, or fled for their lives, which could not stop everyone's team at all.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-!" Another wave of armor-piercing cones swooped down from the top of his head, shooting dozens of soldiers on both sides, regardless of whether they were enemies or enemies. Zhu Bayi's attack was also blocked by a Mongol commander, and the two sides were fighting with knives and axes in the crowd, eager to take each other's lives immediately. Xu Hongsan stepped forward with his own soldiers to help, but was stopped by the other party's own soldiers, each other is the elite of the elite, and in a short period of time, no one can help the other party.

The soldiers of the Red Turban Army behind them quickened their pace and braved the rain of arrows to catch up and provide a response to their own commander. Chubuha's side sent double the number of men to deal with it, stopping in front of them, not giving an inch.

"Die!" Zhu Bayi was so anxious that he shouted, and the pig-killing knife was like lightning, stabbing the Mongolian commander in the stomach. The other party used a leather shield against the side of the pig-killing knife, and pushed it diagonally, causing his body to stagger. Immediately, an axe slashed at him and went straight to the back of his head.

"Ding!" Relying on the intuition cultivated by fighting on the battlefield, Zhu Bayi lowered his head suddenly. The helmet was cut in half, and he was dizzy. Immediately after, he staggered forward two more steps, grabbed the spear that was stabbed at him, pulled the Mongolian soldier with the gun over, blocked the view of the Mongolian commander, and then the pig-killing knife quickly swiped the shield into a corpse.

"Shameless, don't run!" The Mongol commander was so angry that he hurried after him with an axe. Zhu Eighty-one knew that his martial arts were not as good as the other party, so he took one step to the east and one step to the west, shuttling through the crowd. The pig killing knife specially picked up those Mengyuan soldiers who were slightly less effective in combat to greet them. Soon, there were seven or eight corpses lying at his feet, and his range of motion had increased by five or six feet. With a sharp bend, he grabbed a shield and threw it backwards, then turned sharply and charged head-on at the Mongol commander.

The shield was split into two pieces by the Mongolian commander with a hand axe, but the blood and mud inside flew away, and the face of the man was all over the place. "Ahh Zhu Eighty-one took the opportunity to roll over and rush over, killing pigs from the bottom up, "Poof-!" "Pierced through the gap between the heart guard and the crotch guard, and went straight to the right kidney.

"Hmm!" The Mongolian commander dropped his axe in pain and snorted in a low voice. Immediately, his face turned blue, he bowed his head and fell, and died quietly.

"Hohe Qianhu is also dead!" "Hohe Qianhu was stabbed to death by Zhu Butcher!" In all directions, there was another exclamation. Meng Yuan's soldiers retreated like a plague, and no one wanted to step forward to provoke Zhu Eighty-one, a evil star. Xu Hongsan took the opportunity to kill with his own soldiers and protected Zhu Bayi, who was panting like a cow. Then he joined up with the brigade and continued to advance with all his might towards Chu Buha's command.

"Iron gold! You personally lead two thousand-strong teams to face the battle, not to win, to entangle them, to consume their bodies! Chu Buha, who was commanding the battle from seventy or eighty paces away, took a deep breath and personally raised the command flag, "Beat the drums and cheer for General Tiejin!" ”

"Yes!" Deputy Wanhu Tiejin received the order with a calm face, and pointed out all the established forces around Chu Buha, and blocked Zhu Bayi. At this moment, in front of Chu Buha's handsome banner, no one dared to underestimate the butcher who killed the pig. The Chinese army, which was less than 900 people, actually defeated a thousand-man team here in a dozen breaths. The commander of the thousand tribes and Ora, the centurion Xihai, and several well-known generals in the Huai'an army were all killed. And the Zhu butcher was only a little out of strength, and he didn't even hurt half of his hair.

"Liu Hulu, you take five hundred-person teams to the top and stabilize your position!"

"Wang Guigui, you lead a team of five hundred people to follow behind Liu Hulu, and you can release arrows if you can. If you can't release the arrows, add them one by one, and be sure to slow down the enemy's pace. Just slow them down and you'll have a chance to clean them up! ”

"Zhang An, you take three hundred-strong teams to make a detour from the side and attack the rear of the Zhu butcher. Look for flaws from the rear! ”

"Chu Wenguang, you take two hundred-person teams to supervise the battle for me, and those who dare to retreat will be killed on the spot!"

"Li Ziyi, you take a team of five hundred people here, ready to meet at any time!"

Two thousand people, plus the thousand people who were killed and dispersed before, the total strength of Meng Yuan's soldiers in the central battlefield is already two and a half times that of the Red Turban Army. However, Deputy Wanhu Tiejin still did not dare to attack Zhu Eighty-one. Instead, he relied on his rich combat experience to defend with all his might. Even if you take people's lives to drag it out, you have to slow down the attack rhythm of the Red Turban Army.

This move really worked, although Zhu Eighty-one and the soldiers under his command had amazing attack power, after all, the number was too small. Dragged down by the layers of interception tactics of Deputy Wanhu Tiejin, the pace of progress is getting slower and slower, slower and slower.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Huang Lao Er, who was standing on the city wall, looked anxious, commanded his brothers, and tried his best to aim at Meng Yuan's side and open fire. However, the chaotic battlefield has greatly reduced the deterrent power of artillery. In order to avoid accidentally injuring his own people, the muzzle of the gun had to be raised again and again. And the farther the target area is set, the more difficult it is to form a ricochet, and the accuracy and lethality of the shell also decreases exponentially.

"Hu Dahai, General Hu Dahai's side is also on top!" In the midst of his eagerness, he suddenly heard the brothers around him shouting loudly. "Hu Dahai, Hu Dahai went. He actually took only a hundred and ten people and went to the Mongolian cavalry! ”

"Tell me, where is he?" Huang Laoer's heart trembled when he heard this, and he lay on the battlement of the city wall, his eyes scanning outward.

I saw that on the left side of the battlefield, there was a tall figure, leading a hundred and ten equally tall men, like a group of tigers, into the middle of the cavalry.

A group of cavalry circled around their robes, circled in a small circle, and then pounced on the group of foot soldiers. Although due to the limitation of distance, it is not possible to increase the degree to the limit. But the man and the horse cooperated, and the momentum was still like a stormy wave.

However, after this stormy wave smashed on the group of men, it was like hitting a reef, and it was torn apart in a blink of an eye. Hu Dahai's figure emerged from the front of the reef, carrying a spear, stabbing left and right, killing the surrounding Yuan soldiers.

The Mongolian cavalry avoided a passage, and then Huang Lao Er saw a guy with a scimitar rushing out of the passage and slashing at Hu Dahai's head. "Be careful!" He opened his throat and reminded loudly, regardless of whether Hu Dahai could hear it or not. Before the voice fell, he saw the body of the sneak attacker on horseback slam down, and the red light instantly splashed half a foot high.

Where the red light fell, Hu Dahai's figure appeared again, holding a gun in both hands, and the golden-red armor spat out ten thousand tassels. One shot at a time, one shot at a time, killing Meng Yuan's cavalry one after another, and no one dared to stop in front of him.