Hebeichuan in mid-spring is really beautiful.

In the meandering river, the clear and bottom-clear river water flows, like a horse as smooth as new silk, and there is no ripple in sight; On both sides of the river, the banks of the river are full of knee-length pastures, which stretch out like two huge green carpets, and there is no end in sight; The green carpet is dotted with purple alfalfa flowers, swaying in the sea breeze.

This beauty was ruined by a makeshift pontoon bridge in the middle of the river, two large pieces of unsightly yellow earth were trampled out at both ends of the pontoon bridge, and the two dirt roads on the west side led to the city of Hebukcheon and Jeju Fortress respectively, while there was only one dirt road in the east, winding and disappearing into the small hill not far away.

On the east side of the pontoon bridge, thirty or forty Korean soldiers with oblique armor were sitting lazily on the grass, chatting and farting boringly, looking at the sun in the west from time to time, hoping to finish the task of standing guard and guarding the bridge as soon as possible, and collect their troops and return to the camp as soon as possible.

Not far from the soldiers, there was a bamboo recliner, on which was a rich middle-aged man sleeping, bare-chested, fat and white, dazzling eyes, needless to say, the armor and hood had been thrown aside, and the white paper fan in his hand was desperately shaking so hot that his face was full of oil.

"Damn! How is it that this place doesn't even grow a tree! The fat man wiped his wet face and muttered dissatisfiedly--he was the commander of the Hebeichuan camp and the commander of the Xinzi battalion of the Longhu Battalion in Gyeonggi Province, Pei Shibiao; In the entire Hebeichuan battalion, only his Xinzi battalion is the only real soldier left, and this pontoon bridge is the top priority, so he would rather be exposed to the sun and have to stay here.

He is Chinese New Year's Eve six years old to-day, and he has taken over this command from his father, and it has only been ten years now; The Dragon and Tiger Battalion is considered to be strong among the battalions in Gyeonggi Province, at least the shortage is not as strong as the inner third hall, and it can barely put on a posture when it is pulled out, so Izumi Tomo will give him the task of guarding the house with confidence.

If it comes to leading troops to fight, Pei Shibiao can be said to have five tricks and four tricks -- he doesn't know anything, but if he talks about seeing the wind and making the rudder, observing words and feelings, taking merits and making mistakes, and slapping horses, then he Pei Shibiao is famous in the military general circle in Seoul - this expedition, there are only two of the ten battalions in the Dragon and Tiger Battalion, if it weren't for his Pei Shibiao's wide connections and trouble, such good things could be his turn? Of course, no matter how good he Pei Shibiao is, that is, he is a low-grade military general, and he is far worse than the eldest brother of the prince - in order to grab this credit, people are stunned to stuff in the ten battalion heads who can't even hold guns steadily!

There is no comparison! Who called people from high families!

He was thinking about it when he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind the small hill to the east!

"Commander Pei! Someone's coming! One of the hundred household officials he relied on the most shouted loudly, and he was so frightened that he turned over and sat up, only to see that the hundred household officials were punching and kicking the group of soldiers in line.

"Don't worry! I guess it's our own...... Didn't you say that the city was going to be attacked today? The heralds are coming one trip after another! Pei Shibiao stood up and steadied himself, and said indifferently while holding his hand on the pergola and looking around.

“…… The hoof sounds wrong! This is a brigade of cavalry! The hundred households listened attentively for a while, and suddenly jumped to their feet and shouted, and became more and more busy pulling the soldiers who were still lying on the grass.

Before Pei Shibiao could speak, he saw the figure of the cavalry appear on the small hill, one, two, three...... More and more chaotic cavalry poured out like a tidal wave, rushing towards the pontoon!

To say that they were cavalry was actually reluctant to do so—the armor leaves on all of them were shattered, and their faces were blackened with gunsmoke, like evil spirits crawling out of hell; The war horse under the crotch was already exhausted, snorting and foaming, and from time to time it could not hold on to the ground and fell to the ground, and even the people and horses were drowned in the surging horses; Except for a few people who carry guys in their hands, the vast majority are empty-handed.

Pei Shibiao was still stunned to watch this group of comrades who were clearly those few cavalry battalions running for their lives, and they had already been grabbed by the arm of the hundred-household official, and ran north along the riverbank, "Commander Pei, run!" Our cavalry is defeated! ”

Defeated? The siege only began today, how could this cavalry be defeated?

Pei Shibiao hadn't turned around in his mind, and he had only run two steps before he stood up - shouldn't this defeated soldier still follow Ming Kou? If the pontoon bridge is lost, what kind of difference will there be between the camp and Jeju City behind, and Quan Dashuai will not cut him down?

"No way!" He shook off the hundred household officials and shouted, "We must defend the bridge!" ”

The hundred households had obviously experienced the defeat, and they persuaded him loudly with a sad face, "Alas, my commander! Guarding the bridge? …… Don't you look at what this group of sub-cavalry has become of! Whoever stands in the way will be trampled to death! …… Run! The farther away from them, the better! After speaking, he didn't care what Pei Shibiao thought, he pulled him and continued to run.

Pei Shibiao looked back while running, and saw that the rout had already rushed to the edge of the pontoon bridge, the first few were fine, and as soon as they galloped past, there were more and more people behind, and the pontoon bridge was suddenly crowded.

It can be seen that the defeated soldiers are really anxious, and they greet the people in front of them without saying a word; Even if he was empty-handed, he pushed the person in front of him desperately; There were even some people who were not good at riding, rushed to the front and couldn't pull the horse, so they plunged into the Hebei River.

For a while, the pontoon bridge became a pot of porridge, and those who were slashed by their comrades, squeezed into the water, and accidentally fell off the horse and trampled over...... The screams, roars, and wails rose to the sky, and Pei Shibiao and them were terrified.

The chaos lasted for about a stick of incense before it calmed down, and less than a third of the four or five hundred horsemen could cross the bridge, and the rest either fell into the Hebei River and drifted with the waves, or they lay down at the head of the pontoon bridge, and the blood stained the river near the pontoon bridge red.

The officials of the hundred households saw that this wave of routs had passed for a while, and they hadn't seen Ming Kou who was grabbing the bridge, and they couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "Lord Commander, why haven't you seen Ming Kou's cavalry until now?" ”

"Huh? Why didn't they go into the camp? Pei Shibiao kept staring at the other side, he was worried that the routs had rushed to the camp, but what puzzled him was that after the routs crossed the bridge, only a few people rushed to the closed camp, and many people went directly to the wharf at the mouth of the Hebeichuan River in the north.

Only then did the hundred-household official realize the strangeness on the other side, and after turning his head to look at it for a while, he suddenly shouted, "They want to rob the boat!" ”

Pei Shibiao was furious when he heard this, "Are these fucking guys going to rebel?" …… It's just a defeat, and you want to grab a ship to go to sea? Are you really not afraid of the military law of the marshal? ”

He scolded and scolded while taking a hundred households back to the pontoon bridge, and just walked to the head of the pontoon bridge and grabbed an unlucky man who had been trampled on and broke his leg to ask questions, there was a noise on the small hill, and he looked back, and couldn't help but turn pale with fright. (To be continued.) )