Another group of cavalry led by Hua Shaofeng quietly landed at the tail of the Red Turban Army, slowing down, waiting for the cavalry of the Yuan Army that was gradually approaching. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The cavalry of the Yuan army had already quickly caught up, passing the infantry pursuing the Red Turban Army, Hua Shaofeng immediately pulled his bow and arrows, and continuously drew arrows from the quiver, without the slightest pause in both hands.

"Plop"

The front-row soldiers who rushed to the ground one after another.

Facing the Yuan army that was getting closer and closer, Hua Shaofeng used all his strength to shoot the last arrow, drew out his waist knife, and shouted: "Brothers, rush!" ”

Knowing that their more than 1,000 horsemen were responsible for resisting the cavalry of the Yuan army, the cavalry of each red turban army showed a resolute look on their faces, raised their swords in their hands, and rushed forward one by one shouting their horses.

In an instant, two teams of cavalry from different nationalities collided together.

......

"How's the battle damage?"

Li Xingze, who was sitting behind Zhang Junbao, asked with a solemn expression.

Feng Fei, who was side by side with them, showed a sad look, looked back at the Red Turban Army behind him, who were running quickly, and said sadly: "Commander, there are probably only more than 4,000 people left in our army..."

Although he had been prepared in his heart, when he heard about this loss, Li Xingze suddenly felt a pain in his heart, gritted his teeth fiercely, and did not say a word.

Miss Ma and Meng Haima, who were behind them, couldn't help but be taken aback, and glanced at each other, the losses of the Huangzhou Red Turban Army may not be too great.

In contrast, the Yingzhou and Xiangyang Red Turban armies were only fifty percent lost, mainly because when they retreated just now, they were killed a lot by the Yuan army from behind.

Li Xingze saw the pale Feng Fei, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "How are Qiangzi and General Hua?" ”

Feng Fei's face darkened, and he stopped talking, and finally said: "Military Division, I'm afraid they..."

Even if you don't say it, everyone understands that the queen in charge of the palace is under the offensive of the whole army of the Yuan soldiers, and there are less than 2,000 cavalry, delaying the pursuit of thousands of cavalry and tens of thousands of troops, and you can know the result if you think about it.

Miss Ma, who was not far from them, heard this, and said loudly and angrily: "Li Xingze, you bastard, you have buried so many brothers!" ”

After scolding, I couldn't help but cry right away.

Wang Quan was also full of embarrassment, wiped the moistness from the corners of his eyes, and Meng Haima said loudly: "My old Meng Pingsheng admires these heroes the most!" ”

Although what she said was ugly, Miss Ma also knew that Li Xingze was more sad than anyone else at the moment, this time with such a lot of pressure, now that the troops were lost, could the Huangzhou Red Turban Army turn things around?

Li Xingze said coldly without the slightest emotion: "Target, Fairy Mountain, everyone follow closely!" ”

There was a slight tremor in his voice.

......

Zou Pusheng ignored the stunned Xu Shouhui, glanced around, and snorted coldly: "The sky hasn't fallen yet, sit down, no one is allowed to step out of the hall!" ”

With that, he continued to sit in his chair without saying a word.

Xu Shouhui somewhat understood what Zou Pusheng meant, and now that he has reached this point, he has just made contact with the Yuan army, and the final result has not yet come out.

The ghost only knew if there were any spies of the Yuan army in this hall, so as to prevent people from taking advantage of the chaos to cause greater trouble.

Everyone else saw Zou Pusheng's face as usual, but they didn't know that he had already set off a huge wave in his heart.

How could Li Xingze, this kid, be defeated, and he was defeated so completely, it is completely inconsistent with his usual style.

Thinking of this, Zou Pusheng glanced at Xu Shouhui uneasily, only to find that he was also sitting there pondering.

Cui Yingying kept stirring the handkerchief in her hand, but a heart flew out of the window, looking at the sky that was already slightly dim, and she couldn't help but be a little worried about what happened to him now.

......

"Report, the enemy army is less than ten miles away from our army!"

Ni Wenjun turned his head and smiled, and said loudly: "Everyone, success or failure is here!" ”

After Ni Wenjun made up his mind, he decided to win this one first.

Now like this, I am afraid every day, if this battle can be started. In the future, whether it is here with Xu Shouhui or with the Yuan army, I don't know how many times better the treatment will be.

Thinking of Li Xingze's radiant spirit, the corners of Ni Wenjun's mouth curled, with this here, where would Timur get a little favor.

Speaking of which, since Huangzhou has Li Xingze, life has been getting better and better, and Ni Wenjun's status in the minds of the Yuan army's inner line has also risen.

Thinking of this, Ni Wenjun sneered: "In the land of Hanchuan, only the confluence of the chicken is shallow, and the Mengchong battleship must not be able to move for half a minute!" ”

As soon as he said this, everyone suddenly realized that the general had already made up his mind for a long time, not to mention that he was so familiar with hydrology, he was really a fierce general on the water.

......

Hua Shaofeng, who was galloping wildly, remembered that after following Li Xingze, which time was not a bloody battle with the Yuan army, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Finally, he did not lose the prestige of Liangshan, and he is worthy of the name of Liangshan's descendants.

Hua Shaofeng shouted, bearing the brunt of the attack, swinging his knife left and right to cut down the Yuan army that was rushing over.

"Brothers, fight!"

"Rush!"

Thinking that if they fought here for a while, they would cover more Huangzhou brothers, and the cavalry shouted one after another, like moths to a fire, and rushed into the rushing Yuan soldiers.

Among the dense weapons, Hua Shaofeng was hit by several knives, but he still let out a long roar, and slashed a Yuan soldier next to him with a knife.

"Da Song..."

Hua Shaofeng looked up at the sky, shouted loudly, and immediately fell from the saddle with his eyes in his eyes.

Looking at the corpses of the cavalry of the Red Turban Army all over the ground, it happened that most of the Yuan soldiers also rushed over, and the Yuan cavalry did not delay any longer, and continued to pat their horses to pursue the Red Turban Army.

The sound of hooves rolled behind him, like the sound of a wave.

"Stop!"

Feng Qiang, who was in front, immediately stretched out his hand and shouted. Hundreds of cavalrymen behind them reined in their horses, and they also heard voices from behind.

Now I don't know if it's Hua Shaofeng or Yuan Jun behind.

Feng Qiang hurriedly beckoned the cavalry to turn their horses around and stand there quietly waiting.

What caught my eye was the Yuan army, with iron hooves roaring across the earth, and in the rolling dust, it rushed up like a violent wind.

Feng Qiang's heart sank, it seems that Hua Shaofeng has...

At this moment, most of the Red Turban Army has already gone, and as long as the pursuit of this wave of cavalry is delayed, the safety of everyone can be guaranteed.

Feng Qiang, who slowly calmed down in his heart, couldn't help but laugh and scolded quietly: "Brother, brother has taken a step first, you can slowly follow Li Junshi to enjoy the blessings!" ”

Then he laughed and asked, "Brothers, are you afraid of death?" ”

"I'm afraid of an egg!"

"The general's stick is more terrible than death!"

The surrounding cavalry shouted out with laughter, the Huangzhou Red Turban Army was basically trained by Feng Qiang himself, and he made a straight face, which really made many soldiers understand what hell is.

The corners of Feng Qiang's eyes gradually moistened, he smiled and shed tears, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, my old Feng can't stand everyone, let's be a brother in the next life!" ”

With that, he slapped the horse's ass with the back of his knife and jumped out. The cavalry behind him shouted and patted their horses and followed.

I remembered that in the days when I served as a hundred households in the Yuan camp, the Han people were oppressed everywhere, and the Yuan people would beat and scold the Han people if they were the slightest disagree.

Feng Qiang raised the long knife in his hand, his eyes were full of cold light, and he shouted: "Brothers, for the sake of the Han people, kill!" ”

"Kill!"

Almost every cavalryman shouted with all his might.

The cavalry of the Yuan army did not expect that although there were only a few hundred cavalry of the Red Turban Army, when they were dying, their combat effectiveness was not inferior to that of a few thousand, and they were slashed on the saddle for a moment with this wave of people.

It wasn't until the last of the Red Turban cavalry fell from their horses that the whole battlefield became silent, with only a few horses wandering there alone.

......

Feng Fei, who was riding on the horse, seemed to notice that something was wrong, and hurriedly glanced back.

"Strategist..."

Feng Fei suddenly felt a lot more irritable in his heart, he really couldn't rest assured that Feng Qiang was relieved, and immediately pleaded.

Li Xingze shook his head lightly and sighed: "Don't laugh when you are drunk and lying on the battlefield, a few people will come back to fight in ancient times!" ”

Then, Li Xingze said calmly: "Brother Feng, each of us will die!" ”

Until this moment, Li Xingze had never felt that death was so close, and after sacrificing the lives of so many Red Turban soldiers, he felt that he had no courage to return to Huangzhou.

Feng Fei suddenly whimpered, and his uncontrollable tears flowed, and the tears fell behind him with the wind.

Zhang Junbao, who was carrying Li Xingze, had been silent, but at this time he laughed out loud.

Zhang Junbao didn't reply: "Senior brother, why did you want to join the Red Turban Army in the first place?" ”

Originally...

Li Xingze shook off the tears in the corners of his eyes, and immediately said with a smile: "In order to eat for a mixed meal!" ”

I think that at the beginning, joining the Red Turban Army was just to not go hungry and have a place to live.

Miss Ma in the back frowned, and said secretly in her heart, she didn't know what to say, and she couldn't help but say angrily at the moment: "This person doesn't know what to say!" ”

Li Xingze didn't seem to hear it, and seemed to say to himself: "I hope that everyone in the world can have something to eat!" ”

Everyone was stunned, even if the Qin Emperor and Han Wu had people who starved to death. Li Junshi's thoughts are a little too high.

Wang Quan and Meng Haima glanced at each other, and they both saw the consternation in each other's eyes, and couldn't help but speak: "Li Junshi, will we lose this time?" ”

Wang Quan and Meng Haima's Red Turban Army had been pinned down by the army of Badulu and could not move, and the situation on the entire Western Front was not optimistic.

Everyone couldn't help but feel nervous in their hearts, what did Li Xingze rely on to lose the Red Turban Army that came to help from several ways, just to give it a last go.

Xu Shouhui's department, as the first Red Turban Army, although it has failed many times before, but now it has gained a firm foothold, and has successively supported various Red Turban Army, seeing that this cause is getting bigger and bigger, if it is stifled now, it is not only a pity.

Huangzhou encountered a big enemy this time, no one wanted to see it, Mingjiao took the initiative to help, and did not care about the loss, which shows the importance of this battle.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at Fairy Mountain, Li Xingze suddenly paused, remembering the fall of the Yuan Dynasty in history, and immediately turned pale, as if announcing to everyone, shouting loudly: "We will not lose, believe that we are the Red Turban Army!" (To be continued.) )