The soldiers on both sides were entangled together, on the battlefield, for a while, flesh and blood were flying, although the combat power was not as good as the Yuan army, but the Xiangyang Red Turban Army fought hard, but it was worthy of a tie with it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Knock Knock"

Seeing the situation, Meng Haima knew that he was incapable of the enemy, and saw that the Yuan army was only fighting in front of the army, and the whole army was not dispatched, so he hurriedly signaled to beat the drum and retreat.

The Xiangyang Red Turban Army retreated back like a receding tide, and the corpses of many Red Turban soldiers fell in front of the Yuan army's battle array.

Fu Zhuli thought that the Red Turban Army was about to launch a second wave of attack after resting for a while, but he didn't know that the whole army was retreating.

This is just the first battle and is about to retreat, Fu Zhuli was suspicious, but when he saw the corpse that fell in front of the battle, his heart was relieved, and he immediately sneered: "Order, the whole army pursues!" ”

Since the Red Turban Army uprising, it has been stirring up the nerves of the garrisons in various places, and the Yuan Court regards it as a big trouble, and the same is true for the defenders everywhere, and they will not miss any opportunity to defeat the Red Turban Army.

Meng Haima remembered Li Xingze's advice, and did not panic when he left, but slowly retreated under the cover of the rear army of the Chinese army.

Retreat, retreat, and pretend to be nothing, Fu Zhuli looked at it in his eyes, and said with a smile, Meng Haima is just a strong outsider, thinking that this seems to be an ambush, but in fact, it is not the case, this is just to cover up.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhuli was not polite, and shouted: "Hurry up and pursue!" He planned to rely on the pursuit of the Yuan army to crush Meng Haima's ranks in one fell swoop.

Meng Haima had to look back from time to time to observe the state of the Yuan army, and when he saw that the Yuan army had begun to chase after him quickly, he sneered in his heart at the moment, but said anxiously on his face: "Run, the Yuan army is going to chase after you!" ”

The marshal shouted like this, and the soldiers of the Red Turban Army immediately made a mess, regardless of the formation, and fled forward.

Originally, Li Xingze was very worried about whether Meng Haima would be able to lead the Yuan army over smoothly, and was wandering around nervously, when suddenly a spy came to report that Marshal Meng had arrived here with the Yuan army.

Li Xingze was overjoyed at the moment, and shouted repeatedly: "It's all ambushed, and as soon as the front army of the Yuan army passes, we will immediately rush down!" ”

This time on the side of Lexian Bridge, Li Xingze specially selected two places with high and low slopes, and the dense weeds could completely cover people.

Meng Haima's subordinates basically mixed under Li Xingze, the battle of Wollongong, the battle of Shahe, no matter which one was won, so no one raised any objection to the command and transfer of Li Junshi, and they were all honestly implemented.

At this moment, the ranks of the Yuan army have long been out of shape, frantically chasing the Red Turban Army, especially the families under the local wealthy families, and the same is true.

Li Xingze had already stood up, drew his sword, and shouted: "Kill"

Before Fu Zhuli could react, there were bursts of shouts and killings from the hills on both sides, and the people with red scarves on their heads rushed to the side of the Yuan army in groups.

The Red Turban Army led by Meng Haima also turned around, and the situation on both sides suddenly reversed, turning into the Red Turban Army chasing the Yuan Army and killing.

If the exhausted Yuan army escaped at this time, it would definitely not be able to run away from the Red Turban Army, Fu Zhuli hurriedly cut a few people who escaped, and then shouted: "Turn back and form a formation!" ”

Those rich families didn't understand, but it didn't mean that the Yuan soldiers didn't understand, so they quickly snuggled up to each other and formed a circle.

Li Xingze and Meng Haima were taken aback at the same time, the Yuan army's formation was powerful, but they knew that they hurriedly asked the Red Turban Army not to stop at all and rushed straight to the Yuan soldiers.

This time, it was those family members who did the Red Turban Army a big favor, and in a panic, they saw the Yuan soldiers forming a formation, like headless flies, they bumped into it one after another, seeking protection, and as a result, the formation was chaotic.

The Red Turban Army found a vacancy and rushed forward together, and the Yuan Army was instantly rushed to pieces, quickly divided by the Red Turban Army, and then besieged and killed.

The 10,000 yuan soldiers brought by Fu Zhuli this time were all wiped out, and even he himself did not know where he was.

After Meng Haima finished cleaning the battlefield, he and Li Xingze led less than 30,000 Red Turban Army straight to Jingmen, and only a few hundred people defended the city.

In order to form a flanking attack, Li Xingze ambushed his troops and asked Zhao Pusheng to prepare to take a thousand cavalry north to Anlu Mansion to hang around, so as not to affect the plan to attack Hanyang.

......

Lao Zheng is over forty years old, has no family, is alone, there is nothing wrong with him except good gambling, Hanyang Mansion opened a new prosperous gambling house some time ago, he soaked there almost every day, and lost his body cleanly.

He didn't know that this gambling house was all Cui Yingying's handiwork, of course, no one thought that Zheng Wanhu, who was in charge of city defense, was actually a frequent visitor here.

After getting the news in the city, Li Xingze had no choice but to use this Lao Zheng to let the Red Turban Army attack Hanyang Mansion at the lowest cost.

The shopkeeper Dong of the gambling house here saw Lao Zheng coming, and immediately greeted him, nodded and said enthusiastically: "Lord Zheng, here you are again." ”

"Hmm"

Lao Zheng is not in a good mood, and his luck has been too bad recently, and he has lost Lao Di repeatedly, and even the reward given by the Mulberry Festival a few days ago is about to lose a fine time.

Lao Zheng took out a few pieces of broken silver from his waist, as if he was a little reluctant, weighed it in his hand a few times, turned his head and saw that the dealer was shouting over there to buy and leave, and walked over.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the shopkeeper Dong, remembering the words handed in from outside the city, and he planned to wait for Lao Zheng to lose a fine light, which was the time for him to start.

Thinking of this, he secretly glanced at the dealer, and the dealer signaled and began to make a new layout for Zheng Wanhu.

After these rounds, Zheng Wanhu lost all the money in his hand, and looked at the elated gamblers around him, and couldn't help but secretly envy, sighing why his luck was so bad.

Lao Zheng, who lost his red eyes, couldn't take care of so much, so he immediately took some loose silver on credit with the shopkeeper Dong and continued to gamble.

Until it was dark, and the dim candles kept beating in the noisy gambling house.

At this moment, Zheng Wanhu had already lost cleanly in his hands, his face turned cold at the moment, he walked up to the shopkeeper Dong, pulled it aside, and threatened: "Dong is in charge, it wasn't you who did it today, why didn't I win once!" ”

The shopkeeper Dong couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, the dealer was too ruthless, although everyone made it clear that the target was Lao Zheng, but they couldn't catch a sheep and suck the wool, how could there be a game that no one would win.

The old shopkeeper of Dong, who had been in a hundred battles, blushed and said with a wry smile: "I said Lord Zheng, you are a regular customer here, even if you slaughter, I can't slaughter you!" ”

Lao Zheng is just pretending, as a senior gambler, his gambling is still obvious to all, but he lost all the money on credit, and he was a little anxious.

"Alas"

Lao Zheng didn't feel a good feeling in his heart, but he was also a figure with a head and face in the city, so he owed people money, and his face suddenly changed, and he was a little embarrassed: "Shopkeeper Dong, you see that the red scarf thieves have been making a lot of trouble recently, wait to kill these people, come down to reward the silver, and I will pay you back, okay?" ”

Shopkeeper Dong looked around, saw that there was no one around, pulled Lao Zheng aside, and whispered tentatively: "I wonder if there is still a shortage of people on the adults' side?" ”

"Hiss"

Now is the time to employ people, of course Lao Zheng will not be suspicious of many people, but Dong Shopkeeper seems to be a little different, and he is vigilant at the moment: "What, you want to stuff people into it?" ”

Shopkeeper Dong hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "That's the case, I have a few fellow villagers who have always wanted to join the army to make a meritorious service, and to glorify their ancestors, but no one takes care of them..."

Seeing that Lao Zheng's face seemed to be relaxed, the shopkeeper Dong immediately said: "You can't let the adults take care of it in vain, from now on, your expenses here are all mine!" ”

As the saying goes, wealth moves people's hearts, and Lao Zheng's heart moved, and he immediately asked: "This is true"

"Seriously!"

"Catch Ming'er and let them report to me!" Lao Zheng immediately straightened his body and played an official tone again.

Shopkeeper Dong hurriedly bent down and saluted: "Then thank you, sir!" ”

......

Xu Shouhui took Zou Pusheng to patrol the city as before, and the people on the street saw that it was Marshal Xu and saluted.

Xu Shouhui couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's still Li Xiaozi who is right, the people's will is the foundation!" “

"You?"

Zou Pusheng sneered and said: "How could you have thought about this before, how many rich families have you robbed by the arsonists!" ”

Xu Shouhui couldn't help but blush, how could he understand these things before, but he was in a hurry to compete for territory. Now that the territory is bigger, and the number of troops is increasing, I can't help but be a little worried.

Thinking of this, Xu Shouhui said in a low voice: "Zou Lao Dao, now that Lao Han is dead, Kuanche Buhua seems to have set his eyes on my side!" ”

"Hmm" Zou Pusheng also frowned and nodded: "Now our side is better, I'm worried that there may be an accident on the royal side!" ”

Now that the three marshals of the White Lotus Sect have died, only two remain, and Patriarch Peng is not in Huguang Province now, so if there is really something, they have to make up their minds.

The two were side by side, slowly walking out of the street. Suddenly, Zou Pu's face changed, and he yelled, "Get out of the way!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard the sound of two bowstrings from the eaves, which came straight to Xu Shouhui.

said that it was too late, Zou Pusheng turned around and pushed Xu Shouhui to the corner of the wall, turned around and kicked the wall, and flew on the eaves of the house in reverse.

On the eaves were two men dressed in coarse cloth, each with a mask and each carrying a small crossbow.

"Hmph"

Zou Pusheng stood upright on the tiles on the eaves, let the breeze blow, but did not move, and sneered: "Your Excellency, no one in the rivers and lakes has dared to do anything under my nose!" ”

The two men seemed to be a little panicked, and they couldn't imagine that the old Taoist priest, who had always looked obscene, was so powerful, they looked at each other at the moment, threw down their crossbows, and the two drew their weapons and rushed over with daggers in their hands.

Zou Pusheng didn't seem to see it, he didn't move, and when the two of them got close, he suddenly stepped back, one flipped, and kicked his feet on the chests of the two of them.

The two couldn't stand Zou Pusheng's strength, and were directly kicked out of the eaves and rolled down the street.

(To be continued.) )