"Pass the order, raise three wolf smokes, let Li and Kong attack, and beat the drum!" Zhou Ping immediately ordered. Soon, the dense drums sounded, and the banners on the towers began to shake, which only represented an order - the general attack began!

In the peasant army, Chen Antian was busy regaining control of his army, and one of his subordinates shouted: "Tell the general, the official army has moved!" ”

"What?" Chen Antian climbed up with great difficulty - this allowed him to see farther, only to see that the archers of the official army began to spread out to both sides, the spear team behind began to move forward, and the cavalry also retreated, disappearing into the flank of the official army, without much military common sense, Chen Antian could also judge that the official army was about to start attacking. His breathing became rapid, and he shouted loudly: "Beat the drums, the whole army is forward, we are ten times more than them, and we have crushed them to death!" ”

Almost at the same time, a shout came from the rear of the peasant army, which was faint at first, but soon became clearer and clearer, Chen Antian listened carefully, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Reinforcements have arrived, reinforcements have arrived!"

He looked to the source of the voice, and saw that the formation behind him had become chaotic, and the area of the confusion was expanding dramatically, and in the distance he could see smoke rising, which was a sign that the group was about to arrive.

At this time, Chen Antian made a mistake that beginners often make, he decided to lead the Chinese army to deal with the enemy behind him, at least to delay the time until the brigade led by Fang Qifo arrived. However, the fragile psychology and rough training of the peasant army could not complete such a complex military operation, and the left-wing peasant army, which was desperately resisting the attack of the official army, understood the actions of the Chinese army as an escape, and was afraid that they would be left to the last mentality to make them drop their weapons and turn around and flee. The retreat turned into an escape, and the escape turned into a collapse, thousands of people crowded each other, pushed, trampled, trying to escape from the pursuit of the officers and soldiers, but only a few were able to achieve their goals, the march in the morning and the spectators just now had consumed a considerable amount of their physical strength, many were pushed to the ground by their own companions, and then trampled to death, even if they were not trampled to death, they were effortlessly killed by the officers and soldiers behind.

Xue Liangyu led the dozens of cavalry to break through the formation of the peasant army, on both sides of the road, there were kneeling soldiers everywhere, some cavalry opened their bows and shot at the soldiers on both sides, and the people who were hit by arrows fell like haystacks.

Xue Liangyu panted and unbuttoned his face armor, a smell of earth rushed straight into his nose, and he shouted: "Don't let go of arrows, don't waste arrows!" Everyone, follow me to capture the thief! At this time, it was like a fire in his heart, and Yang Wufang's sudden capture of the flag was naturally the first achievement, and he could only compare with him by winning the head of the thief. However, the crowds of Manichaeans were all wrapped in red turbans, and there was nothing special about the color of the clothes, and he could not tell who was the leader of the thieves and who was the ordinary people.

The knights answered, rushed up a small mound, Xue Liangyu looked around, maybe because of the dust on the sky, it rained in the sky that had been gloomy, and the dense raindrops hit everyone's helmets and iron armor, making a sound, Xue Liangyu looked into the distance, only to see that under the cover of rain and fog, where could it be clear who was the leader of the thieves and who were the ordinary thieves.

A group of soldiers ran past with cheers, holding a long sword at the head and a bloody head at the tip, shouting: "The thief leader Chen Antian has been beheaded!" ”

"Damn it!" Xue Liangyu scolded and reined in the horse. The knights behind him intercepted a small group of fleeing Manichaeans, and the people rushed first, stabbed them down, and then jumped off their horses to cut off their heads, and for a time each cavalryman's saddle hung more or less heads, like many freshly plucked coconuts. The headless corpse was pushed into the canal and floated downstream.

At this time, it was already noon, the sky became more and more solemn and gloomy, the reeds by the river suddenly shook, and stretched out a face full of mud, it was Chen Antian, he looked around carefully, at this time the shouts of killing on the battlefield had gradually subsided, and the officers and soldiers drove the prisoners kneeling on the ground to the open space by the river, where they would wait for their fate. On the high ground not far away, seven or eight cavalrymen were lazily feeding their horses, and in the upper reaches not far away, the officers and soldiers were pushing the captives to the river, breaking their hair buns, cutting off their heads, and the headless corpses were poured into the river and floated downstream along the river, blood and muddy water mixed together, the smell was incomparable, and it made people smell sick. Chen Antian thought for a moment, bent down and walked into the water, gritted his teeth to endure the biting cold, and lay on the water, looking like a corpse from a distance, slowly floating down the canal.

Yang Wu jumped off the horse, and the people around him looked at him with admiration and envy. Everyone knows in their hearts that the person in front of them is the key to victory.

"Bring the wine, spirits!" Yang Wu shouted breathlessly, there was a throbbing pain from the wounds on his cheeks, he took the wine bag casually, poured it hard, a sharp stinging sensation came from the wound, he gritted his teeth and drank a few more sips, and sprinkled the liquor on the wound, the wound became numb. He threw the wine bag to the soldiers on the side, sat down, and shouted, "Disarm, find a doctor!" ”

"Coach Yang. This is the guy who shot you! ”

Several soldiers dragged a man in front of Yang Wu and slammed him to the ground. Yang Wu looked this guy up and down, only to see that his description was embarrassed, and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?" That's what you shot me? ”

"My surname is Zhu Minglei." Zhu Lei raised his head and said in a low voice: "Yes, it was you who I injured, but unfortunately I don't even have a good bow in my hand, only a small crossbow that Zhang Ping shot and hunted, otherwise you wouldn't be alive now!" ”

"Bold!" When the others heard this, they raised their swords and slashed him. But Yang Wu stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "If you have a good bow, you will hurt me?" ”

Zhu Lei didn't answer, looking tacit. Yang Wu was not annoyed, and said to the sergeant on the side: "Take my bow and arrow!" The sergeant answered, took the bow and arrow, Yang Wu took the bow and arrow, pointed to a reed on the river beach about fifty paces away, and said: "You see that reed is not, I and you have two arrows, if you can shoot it down, a certain family will spare your surname, otherwise your head will be cut off immediately!" ”

Zhu Lei didn't speak, stretched out his hand to take the bow, but only took one arrow and said: "Taiwei could have cut off my head, how dare the villain use two arrows?" Only use one arrow, if it doesn't work, willing to sin! ”

The onlookers on the side exclaimed, it was extremely difficult to shoot a shaking reed fifty steps away, and more importantly, Yang Wu's bow Zhu Lei had never used, even a first-class marksman also needed a familiar process, Yang Wu gave him two arrows originally meant this, but he didn't expect this person to be so big.

"Good!" Yang Wu smiled and said: "If you can shoot, I will not only spare your surname, but also intercede with your boss on your behalf and pardon you to go home." ”

"Thank you so much!" Zhu Lei sang a fat song, stretched out his hand to take the horn bow, first pulled it twice to feel the strength, and then stretched out his hand to probe the direction of the wind, before he put the arrow on the wind, pulled it and aimed it carefully for a moment, and suddenly relaxed the bowstring, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and look at the reed.

With a soft sound, the stalk of the reed snapped, and the upper half slowly drifted down with the river wind. The soldiers grew their mouths and looked at the unremarkable man in front of them in surprise. Zhu Lei calmly handed the horned bow back to the sergeant on the side, bowed and saluted: "The villain was lucky to shoot!" ”

"Good! Good! Yang Wu couldn't help but praise repeatedly: "A certain family used to hear that the storyteller talked about the skill of raising Youji to wear Yang in 100 steps, I thought it was just the words of the historian's expansion, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today, come here, take a brocade robe, and change it with Brother Zhu!" He saw Zhu Lei's wonderful shot at this time, and his name immediately changed.

"It's a blessing that the villain can escape death, how dare he be generously blessed by the master?" Zhu Lei was about to excuse himself, but was grabbed by Yang Wuyi, and directly draped the brocade robe on the other party, and said with a smile: "Today, if it weren't for the lack of a good bow in Brother Tai's hand, Yang would already be a rotting corpse on the ground, what is a brocade robe?" The victory or defeat of the two armies is determined by heaven, Brother Zhu is just unlucky, with such a wonderful hand, why worry about wealth and wealth? ”

Xiuzhou Zhizhou Yamen. The cinnabar-colored door was closed, and the stone slab in front of the door was empty, and even the two stone lions with teeth and claws seemed to have lost their spirit in the ordinary day, waiting for the upcoming fate with low eyebrows and lowered eyes. At this time, a man in a gray short trim ran to the corner door out of breath, grabbed the knocker and knocked it hard, and the copper knocker hit the door panel, making a loud sound, and spread far and wide.

"Who! What's going on outside the city? It was about half a ring before a trembling voice came from inside the door.

"Uncle Wang? It's my second king, open the door! When the man heard the answer, he used his strength even more.

"It's coming, it's coming!" The corner door was pulled ajar, and an old man dressed as a butler came out of it: "I said Wang Er, how is the situation outside the city?" ”

"Big win, big win!" The two eyebrows on Wang Er's face were about to fly, and he gestured with both hands and said, "The death of the Mani thief is all over the mountains and fields, and I can't count them, oops, the blood has stained the river red!" ”

"Seriously!" The butler grew his mouth in surprise, as the butler of Wang Ziwu, he knew that many ordinary people did not know, Manichaeism was very powerful in the entire Jiangnan region at that time, and the disciples did not eat meat, in order to save money, help each other, and have a strong organizational surname. I am afraid that there are many Manichaeans in this Xiuzhou city, but the defenders in the city are weak, and the support soldiers who just arrived are only 800 people. Therefore, the butler was very not optimistic about the upcoming war, but he did not expect that what he was waiting for was a big victory, but it was unexpected. (To be continued.) )