Ma Xianglin couldn't help but ask, "This kind of archery ...... You are from the ranks of officers and soldiers, and you are also a general among officers and soldiers? Why are you masked? Who exactly? ”

Of course, Cao Wenzhao would not tell him that although the two had met in the Battle of the Hunhe River and admired each other, they could not be said to be deep friends, and it was impossible for Cao Wenzhao to risk exposing his identity and killing the Cao family to pretend to show his face.

What's more, at the oath meeting of the Battle of the Hunhe River, three high-spirited and like-minded generals sat together to drink and swore to kill the Tartars, but the result was that Qi Jin died in battle, and Ma Xianglin lost a look, but Cao Wenzhao was forced to retreat with the Han army because the Han army officials took the lead in retreating, and failed to play a role in the Battle of the Hunhe River.

He could only say lightly: "I am a person who has died." ”

Hearing his heavy tone, a strange feeling rose in Ma Xianglin's heart, as if they had met somewhere, but no matter what Ma Xianglin thought, he would never think of a drinking friend at the Liaodong Hunhe Battle Pledge Conference seventeen years ago.

His face changed several times, and in the end he still found nothing, so he had to put aside those old things and think about the current things, just don't think about it, after thinking about it carefully, Ma Xianglin couldn't help but exclaim: "You shot those scouts, and only let one scout go back to report the news...... Is it to ...... Plotting against Zhang Ling? ”

Cao Wenzhao nodded: "Zhang Ling is an experienced veteran, but he doesn't have clairvoyance, he also needs to go through scouts to grasp the situation on the battlefield, when the information provided by the scouts is wrong." Even if he is old and serious, he will also capsize in the gutter. So, we just need to hide from his scouts and introduce him into the urn......"-

Zhang Ling moved the 3,000 Sichuan soldiers to a small hill that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and while moving, he closely watched the movements of the Yingshan Red Division, the sixty-nine years old was not in vain, and he never looked down on his opponent easily. In the case of unclear military information, Zhang Ling did not think about victory, but first thought about defeat. It is impossible to take the initiative to attack.

He very much suspected that the two thousand thieves were just a decoy. There may be a large army ambushed in the ravine behind these two thousand people, and maybe the eight thousand thief army that attacked Mianyang are all here.

But he was not sure about this matter, because according to the information he had obtained earlier, the thief army had plans to attack Chengdu after capturing Mianyang. It was hard for him to believe that the thieves had such high political intelligence. In the way of feints to attack Chengdu. Forcing the civil servants in Chengdu to issue the wrong orders. Intercept yourself halfway through...... If the thief can really do such a calculation, it will be a little too terrifying. Zhang Ling didn't think that the thief army could think of such a plan, but he still waited cautiously for the scout to send back the news.

After a long time. A scout ran back excitedly and bowed down in front of Zhang Ling: "General, the villain has already probed clearly, far away in the south on the other side of the mountain, there is an army of about 1,000 people, slowly approaching the thieves, they are dressed very chaotically, their weapons are not uniform, and the speed of action is very slow......"

"A chaotic army of thousands?" A staff officer of the army was immediately overjoyed: "It's Zilu's township warrior army who is here, it must be." ”

In fact, there is no need for this staff officer to say, the generals in the army all have the same expression on their faces. Because they all know that the soldiers of the Zhu Army have always worn purple uniforms, and their weapons and equipment are extremely uniform, even more like officers and soldiers than officers and soldiers. Then this chaotic army of 1,000 people will definitely not be the soldiers of the Zhu army, and the only possible one is Xiang Yong.

The staff officer was overjoyed: "General, what are you waiting for?" Since there is a village warrior army coming behind the butt of the thief army, it means that there is no ambush behind the thief army. These villagers are walking slowly, they just don't want to take the lead, they want to wait for us to gain the upper hand, and they will come together to get some benefits...... We should take advantage of this time to storm the thief army, and the township warrior army on the other side will naturally come up and attack from both sides, and the thief army can be broken in one fell swoop. ”

Several other youngsters also shouted: "Exactly...... General, let's get on. ”

Everyone was ready to move.

Zhang Ling frowned and said to the scout: "Can you see clearly?" ”

The scout may not see it very clearly, but humans are often unable to handle things calmly at such times, and this scout is no exception, he said, "I can see it clearly. ”

Zhang Ling frowned and thought deeply.

The scout added, "When I returned, my group stayed on the top of the cliff and continued to monitor the situation on the other side of the mountain, and now they have not returned, which means that they have not found anything new. ”

Of course he didn't know that not long after he turned to leave, the scout team had been wiped out and died under Cao Wenzhao's piercing arrow. But what he said finally made Zhang Ling make up his mind, Zhang Ling knew that the scouts might report back untrue news, but a scout team was still on the cliff to reconnoitre, since they did not report back new news, it means that things have not changed.

Zhang Ling finally made up his mind, he waved his hand forward, and said decisively: "The whole army will attack the Yingshan Red Division, eat her as fast as possible, and rush back to Chengdu." ”

The slope of this hill is not very steep, about 20 to 30 degrees, it is a little difficult to walk up from the bottom of the mountain, but in front of the strong Sichuan soldiers, this slope is like no slope.

Looking at the Sichuan soldiers who attacked the mountain, Yingshan Hongbu was obviously a little cringe, and the sparse arrows poured down from the top of the hill, but when they flew into the air, they were blocked by the messy trees on the hillside, and only a very small number of arrows could fall into the formation of the Sichuan soldiers, but these arrows were also taken over by the Sichuan soldiers with shields, and they did almost no damage, and even the morale could not be shaken a little.

The Sichuan soldiers laughed, some agile Sichuan soldiers climbed to the top of the tree, looking from the top of the tree to the top of the hill, only to see that the red part of Yingshan obviously wanted to retreat, their army both wings collapsed slightly, and some thieves did not listen to the orders of the squad leader, and were fleeing towards the ravine on both sides. A squad leader of the thief army carried a servant knife and chased down the deserters......

The hearts of the Sichuan soldiers were reassured, and it was obvious that the thief army was less numerous than the others and was not good at mountain warfare, so they showed their timidity before they could open it.

The junior general among several officers and soldiers couldn't help laughing and said, "We heard that Zhu Ba's army is much stronger than Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, but we didn't expect it...... It's also a silver-like wax gun head, which is useless, hahahaha. ”

Soon, the Sichuan soldiers who rushed to the forefront had already fought with the Yingshan Red Division. On a sloping hillside. The soldiers of the Zhu army fought together with the Sichuan soldiers, and like all the battles in the mountains of Sichuan, the battle here could not be formed, and the battle had just begun. The uneven front of the two armies. It's like a dog's tooth intertwined. And it was stirred up...... The only way to distinguish who they really are is by the uniforms of the two sides.

The generals of the Sichuan army were convinced, they had 3,000 men, and the thief army had only 2,000 men. Moreover, they are native Sichuan soldiers, and fighting in the mountains can be said to be unparalleled in the world, not only do they not know that they will be able to eat these two thousand thieves.

Many generals marched forward with their own soldiers and pigs, just wanting to compete for merit.

However, Zhang Ling, the crossbow general who was standing behind the formation, saw that something was wrong...... How come these two thousand Zhu troops seem to be very good at mountain warfare? That's not right...... When they landed on the sloping hills, they did not see the slightest emptiness under their feet. The rocks and weeds did not seem to affect their jumping and somersaulting, and every soldier seemed to be confident.

"That's not right...... This is not Shaanxi Bing! Zhang Ling was slightly shocked.

Zhang Ling was not mistaken, this is really not Shaanxi soldiers, these two thousand people are actually black pole soldiers with ordinary weapons. They didn't hold their signature black-pole guns, but only ordinary spears, broadswords, shields, etc., but even if they used ordinary weapons, the combat effectiveness of mountain warfare was not below that of the Sichuan soldiers. It's just that 2,000 men are a little difficult to fight 3,000 men, so their positions are slowly shrinking, and they are gathering to the top of the hill to form a large tight circle.

Zhang Ling's heart rippled with an inexplicable feeling, as if there was some danger waiting for him ahead, he was almost about to order the withdrawal of the army, but he also knew that when the two armies were fighting together like dogs' teeth, if he ordered the withdrawal, it would affect the soldiers of the whole army, and maybe it would lead to the collapse of the soldiers, the collapse of the army formation, and the battle that could be won would also become lost. The army that can be completely withdrawn under such circumstances must go through many years of training, must have very strong discipline, and must have tenacious morale, and the soldiers must fully letter their generals in order to cooperate well, which his 3,000 soldiers cannot do.

Just as Zhang Ling was hesitating, there was a loud commotion from behind the thief army, as if someone behind the thief army was fighting with them. Zhang Ling's spirits perked up, and he remembered the thousand village warriors that the scout had reported just now.

Obviously, the uproar behind the thief army was the Xiang Yong army rushing up, and they attacked from behind the thief army, just forming a two-sided attack with the already army.

Zhang Ling was overjoyed in his heart, although the two thousand thief troops in front of him were so powerful that he felt a little confused, but these confusions are not a problem now, as long as he can seize this opportunity and sandwich with the township brave army, even if these two thousand people have the ability to fight in the mountains on a par with the Sichuan soldiers, there is only one way to destroy.

Zhang Ling's big hand stretched out to the side and said loudly: "Take my big bow!" ”

The soldiers of the family bowed down and handed over a large bow of two stones, as well as a barrel of wolf arrows. Zhang Ling copied the bow in his hand, and with his two hundred Ding soldiers, he also pressed onto the battlefield.

In Chinese history, every military general with characteristics often trained a soldier with characteristics. For example, the Qi family army created by Qi Jiguang used a very unique mandarin duck array. Yue Fei's Beiwei army is a famous cavalry. And Zhang Ling is also a very distinctive general, as a famous general in Sichuan, he is not good at riding horses, nor is he good at commanding large army formations, but he has an extremely beautiful bow skills, and his family soldiers also inherit the preferences of the main general, all of them are good hands with bows.

The two hundred men pressed towards the battlefield, and at first no one paid attention to it, because the woods were so dense that the power of bows and arrows could not be used.

But these criss-crossing trees didn't seem to have any effect on Zhang Ling, he casually pulled out his bow and aimed at a Zhu army squad leader who was fighting hard with the Sichuan soldiers, this squad leader was very brave, and led his team of 100 people to crisscross the battlefield, and had already slashed and killed several Sichuan soldiers.

As if sensing someone peeking at him, the squad leader looked up. casually glanced at Zhang Ling's location, he didn't take Zhang Ling to heart, because Zhang Ling and his family soldiers were very far away from him, far away from an arrow, ordinary bows and arrows couldn't shoot so far, not to mention that there were many trees between the two, and there were even soldiers from the two armies fighting...... If you can shoot arrows like this, it will be hell.

Pity...... He's really hell about it!

As soon as Zhang Ling's right hand was released, the bowstring vibrated and a powerful arrow came out of the string.

The arrow seemed to have eyes. Rubbing past the trunk of a large tree. He passed through the tops of a large tree, and then drilled out a leaf, and even carried that leaf to an arrow, cutting through a long space. It even swooped through between two soldiers who were fighting. The two soldiers didn't even react.

The arrow passed through the intricate woods. After passing through the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, he shot on the shoulder of the Zhu army squad leader with a bang...... A stream of blood rushed out. The squad leader was horrified. This arrow has flown so far, and it is still so strong? An ordinary arrow hitting the body is just a blood hole, and you can fight again with the arrow drawn. But this arrow carried a huge force, and the impact alone hit the squad leader half of his body and rolled to the ground.

It turned out that the powerful arrows shot by the Ershi Great Bow carried more than two hundred catties of strength, how could the mortal body bear it? The squad leader rolled twice, and the officers and soldiers next to him slashed down with their knives, and it was thanks to the desperate rescue of his soldiers that he was dragged to a safe place.

The team leader was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: "Leave me alone, hurry up and go to someone, remind the red leader of Yingshan, be careful of this guy's cold arrow......"

At this time, not only Zhang Ling was archery, but the two hundred Ding soldiers under his command also opened their big bows, and these two hundred Ding soldiers were all archers, although they were not as perverted as Zhang Ling, they could pull away the big bow of two stones, but they could also pull away a one-stone bow. At this time, the Ming army, the Zhu army, and even the ordinary archers in the Qing army can usually only pull out seven bucket bows, and there are very few people who can pull a stone bow.

At the beginning, Zhang Ling chose these two hundred people to become his personal soldiers, that is, specially selected from the army to be good at archery, after joining his family soldiers, and practiced archery day and night, once these two hundred people were on the battlefield, they were like a big hedgehog that could fly out of spikes at any time, they pressed forward, arrows continued to fly out of their middle, every arrow was so accurate, many Zhu soldiers were arrowed, fortunately, the bow and arrow power in this era was really not good, although many people were shot, but they were only injured, and their lives were not hindered, The biggest trouble was that the morale of the soldiers was badly damaged.

In the face of this kind of opponent who can injure you at a stone's throw away, whether it is hiding behind a tree or hiding behind a stone, as long as you probe a little bit of an arrow, the key is that these archers will not come close, there are Sichuan soldiers in front of you and Zhu Jun entangled, Zhu soldiers are often fighting to the death with a Sichuan soldier, and suddenly a cold arrow flies into the arm...... The soldiers of the Zhu army simply didn't know how to fight this battle, and there was a feeling of helplessness, but fortunately, these sharpshooters were only two hundred, and if there were two thousand, there would be no need to fight this battle.

Seeing that the soldiers at the forefront of the Zhu army were faintly showing signs of collapse, Zhang Ling's heart was relieved, and at this time, the noise behind the Zhu army became louder and louder, obviously the Xiang Yong who killed from behind also took a big advantage, maybe the officers and soldiers and the Xiang Yong could immediately break through the Zhu army, and the two armies formed a convergence trend.

Zhang Ling's heart breathed a sigh of relief, the thief army in front of him always gave him a strange feeling, and now he is finally going to join the Xiang Yong Army, once the Xiang Yong Army kills through from the other side, the morale of the officers and soldiers and the Xiang Yong will be even higher, and the thief army will definitely fall into an apocalyptic panic, and this battle can end perfectly.

Zhang Ling pulled out his big bow and aimed at a woman who looked quite like a chimpanzee, he only glanced at it, and combined this woman with intelligence, almost without thinking about it, he knew that this person was the leader of the Zhu army - Ying Shanhong. She was swinging away the iron rod, and a hundred households of the Sichuan army rolled on the ground.

With such martial arts and such a good look, I really can't find a second one in the whole world.

"Shoot her down, and Zhu Jun's morale will collapse faster." The crossbow general Zhang Ling bent his bow and arrows, aiming at Yingshan Hong...... For this kind of strange woman with a strong physique, he doesn't plan to shoot in places like the shoulder, chest, and abdomen, because of the opponent's strong physique, it is useless for arrows to shoot into these thick places, and the other party is also a general, in the shoulder, chest, abdomen, etc., the clothes must be covered with soft armor, even if the arrow can penetrate the soft armor, don't want to cause substantial damage, at most it is to cut a little oily skin.

Therefore, he aimed the arrow at Yingshanhong's throat, and only by shooting there could he be sure of killing with one blow.

But it is also very difficult to shoot the throat of this female orangutan, this woman is fighting with people, so she jumps up and down, without stopping for a moment, she should use the stick technique in Shaanxi Red Boxing, light and agile jumping, changeable, even with Zhang Ling's ability, to guess her next move, and shoot her throat with an arrow, it is not so easy.

In addition, there is only one chance, once the dark arrow is missed, the other party will definitely retract the shield of the Ding soldier, and will not give him a second chance to release the dark arrow, Zhang Ling did not dare to shoot this arrow rashly.

At this time, there was a strange roar in the back of the thief army, and the township warrior army finally came through, led by a tower-like man, holding a hoe in his hand, and appeared behind Yingshanhong. Zhang Ling was overjoyed: "There are such iron men in Xiangyong? Hurry up and attack Yingshanhong, as long as you hold her back, this arrow of mine will be ...... God help me! (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )