Chapter 82: Goodbye Zhou Jin

After tossing for two hours, the army gradually set off. Li Xin was worried, Liu Quan shirked in every possible way, Lu Jiu was expressionless, everyone had their own ghosts, and such a cavalry went straight north to Gaoyang.

"Why didn't the thirteenth brother see Master Jiexiu?"

Speaking of Jiexiu, Li Xin couldn't help but worry about Lu Xiangsheng's situation, and he didn't know if Jiexiu's blood type matched Lu Xiangsheng's, and whether people could wake up...

"The great monk has lost too much blood and his body is very weak, so it is not appropriate to go to Gaoyang with us to fight hard."

Lu Jiu didn't say anything, he heard a hint of a change in his attitude towards Jiexiu from Li Xin's words.

Along the way, Liu Quan was like a defeated rooster listless, and he no longer followed Li Xin's left and right to be courteous, and the knife a few hours ago really made him still unrelenting. In addition, he was scared in public, and he would definitely be laughed at by the soldiers in private, and his mood was extremely low. When things didn't go well, Red Sleeves' voice and smile appeared in front of him.

Although that girl is a little spicy and mean, she is also sincere to him, but I don't know how it is now?

While he was thinking wildly, there was a sudden chaos in front of him, and some riders ran from the front of the group to the back of the group, shouting, "Enemy attack!" Enemy attack! Everyone is ready for battle! ”

was so shocked that Liu Quan immediately drew his knife in his hand, although a thousand and ten thousand were not willing to go north, but since they had already come, there was no reason to be caught with their hands, and it was a big deal to fight to the death with the Tartars.

Thinking of this, Liu Quan showed a hint of surprise, how could he not be so afraid!

Only Lu Jiu's 300 cavalry left battalion gathered around Li Xin, Li Xin looked at it, and saw clouds of smoke and dust rising in the distance, this place is not as good as Baoding Mansion, although it has fallen a few light snows, but it has not been saved, and the road is still bare with dust.

According to Li Xin's experience, the Tartars' sudden attacks have never been based on momentum, but by surprise and unpreparedness, and showing up is a battle to the death, and this cloud of smoke and dust must be at least nearly ten miles away from them.

Could it be a refugee? This precedent has not been without this in the past, and groups of refugees have gone south in groups, and it seems that the raids of the Tartars in Zhili have intensified.

To stir up smoke and dust of this scale, the number should be no less than tens of thousands, and the cavalry army is in the middle of the official road, once it clashes with it, I am afraid that the team will have to disperse, so Li Xin immediately ordered.

"Everyone listened, immediately left the official road, and gradually advanced on both sides of the road on the left and right wings!"

Before the cavalry of the Shandong army set off, it was divided into two wings, one of which followed Li Xin to advance at the left three miles of the road, and the other wing advanced at the right three miles of the road, and Liu Quan took advantage of the situation and marched with the right wing.

However, with a stick of incense, the team that rolled up clouds of smoke and dust finally appeared in front of him, and it was really a refugee who went south. However, what Li Xin did not expect was that these refugees were trying their best to flee for their lives, because he soon found that a large Tartar infantry army was falling behind, constantly slashing and killing the people who had fallen behind.

Lu Jiu's anger surged.

"Thirteenth brother, let's go!"

Li Xin hesitated, how can the virtue of the pro-army cavalry battalion be improved? If it was just set out from Linqing, with the morale of the army at that time, it might be able to fight, and now he is forcing Liu Quan to come over with a knife and neck, and the morale of the army is already declining.

But we must not watch the people suffer and ignore it, and look up to see that the Tartars in the distance are basically infantry, and they have a plan as soon as they grit their teeth.

"Lu Jiu, the Shandong army is unstable, and now the only people who can count on are you and me, three hundred old brothers! The Tartars killed all the people of my Ming Dynasty, and there is no reason not to save them. ”

"Brother Thirteen, don't say anything, although Lu Jiu is a thief, he understands this truth, as long as you say a word, our three hundred brothers will go to the soup and die!"

Lu Jiu's words revealed a bit of desolation, the scale of the Tartars is not small, three hundred cavalry rushed up, even if they can block the Tartars, I am afraid that half of the brothers will have to fall on the battlefield, with the development of the war, more and more old brothers can not sleep, this is all his heart.

But Lu Jiu is Lu Jiu, he clearly felt that Li Xin had changed, since he came out of Gaoyang Prison, this person has the world in his heart, maybe it is really like the ancients said, "Heaven will descend on whoever is taught, you must first suffer his mind......" He forgot the latter words, but this is the reason, it was Gaoyang Prison that changed Li Xin. Lu Jiu tightened the belt around his waist and pulled the Yanling knife out of his waist.

"Brothers......"

Li Xin stopped Lu Jiu, drew a knife in his right hand, and looked directly at Lu Jiu in front of the horse.

"Lu Jiu......" then turned to the three hundred old brothers lined up beside him, "Brothers, from the day I rebelled out of Gaoyang City, I made up my mind, I, Li Xin, Lu Jiu, and brothers who were born and died, we will never be thieves again, we will be dignified Ming officials, not for the bullshit court or for the emperor, just for the countless parents and brothers in the world, for this great Han family, mountains and rivers, all follow me to kill the Tartars!" ”

Li Xin's face turned red, and the green tendons on his neck burst out, Lu Jiu took the lead in raising the Yanling knife and shouted: "Brothers, kill the Tartars!" ”

Lu Jiu disagreed with Li Xin's risking his life like him, but when he heard these words, he almost burst into tears, Li Xin wanted to live and die with them.

These processes were just an instant, Li Xin took the lead in prancing horses and rushed out, Lu Jiu followed, and three hundred horse thieves slaughtered the innocent Tartars who followed behind the refugees.

Speaking of Liu Quan's right flank, his pro-army was much faster than Li Xin's left flank, and he also contacted the Tartars earlier, because Guan Dao was a man who turned from east to west and then to the south, so the left flank of the Tatars was exposed in front of Liu Quan's pro-army.

Liu Quan was humiliated by the and urine in the crotch of his pants, and he was full of shame before the snow, and his courage was even bigger, seeing that such a good opportunity was in front of him, how could he let it go.

"Brothers, rush and kill these donkeys! Lao Tzu is fed up with the pickled breath with his tail between his legs! ”

Those who followed Liu Quan were his closest brothers, and when the big brother gave an order, the morale of the pro-army was low to the bottom, and suddenly rose a little. This is the characteristic of the ancient feudal army, the soldier and the commander are connected by emotional bonds, often this feeling is the key factor in maintaining morale, and even determines the victory or defeat on the battlefield.

Nearly 1,000 cavalry swept under Liu Quan's lead and smashed straight into the left flank of the Tartars. However, Liu Quan soon regretted it, the Tartars were not thieves or rebels in Shandong, they were Jurchen Tartars who were not satisfied with ten thousand and were invincible.

Even on the left flank, the Tartar army immediately shot a rain of arrows, and most of his subordinates were not wearing armor, and this round of arrow rain fell to a whirl. didn't wait to rush to the front and it was the second round, and it was a piece of hula and down.

Liu Quan was hit by more than three arrows on his body, but he was protected by iron armor, and he didn't even hurt a little fur, but the pro-soldiers who followed him were miserable, and they fell a lot. Seeing that his brother, who had followed him for many years, didn't even face the side of the tartar, and it was gone, the flesh on Liu Quan's face jumped suddenly.

But this was just the beginning of the nightmare, and after two rounds of arrow rain, it finally rushed into the Tartar array. The Tartar armor soldiers were unimaginably brave, and the cavalry in the front row fell one after another. Liu Quan had the feeling of kicking on the iron plate, but it was too late to regret it, once he came into contact with the tartar, it was a dream to get out.

The impact of nearly a thousand cavalry was successfully offset by the Tartars, Liu Quan failed to pass through the formation, this kind of light cavalry is more than enough to deal with the rebels and thieves in Shandong, and it is a fool's dream to get cheap in front of the Tartar armor soldiers from the bitter cold Liaodong who have experienced a hundred battles.

In a matter of moments, hundreds of cavalry fell to the ground.

At this time, the cavalry had lost its impact, and the riders were attacked on the back of their horses, and their movements were restricted, which greatly reduced their combat effectiveness compared to the infantry. Seeing the brothers around him fall one by one, Liu Quan felt a burst of despair.

"Die before you get out of school."

He thought of this sentence that Dashuai often said before his death, he had never understood it before, and it was in Liu Quan's state of mind at this moment. If Li Xin learned what Liu Quan was going to say at this time, he would definitely cry and laugh, and a timid and fearful house slave would dare to compare himself to Zhuge Kongming, how immeasurable.

Liu Quan wanted to turn his horse but couldn't, so he simply dismounted and fought on foot, and the cavalry around him also followed suit, and gradually formed a battle formation centered on Liu Quan, which could be regarded as stabilizing the position. But how could the Tartars allow Liu Quan to succeed so lightly. The elite armor soldiers entered and exited, concentrated on attacking a little, and soon Liu Quan's team was scattered, and a large number of Tartar armor soldiers besieged from the right and left sides.

The cavalry who dismounted were inexperienced in foot combat, and they were soon suppressed without the power to resist, Liu Quan looked desperately at the sun that was about to go down the mountain, the remnant sun was like blood, the north wind blew, and it was suddenly desolate.

Just when Liu Quan wanted to give up, the Tartar offensive suddenly slowed down and stalled, and the sound of commotion in the distance was heard. Liu Quan followed the prestige, but saw an ironclad general taking the lead, and the scales and armor behind him were all rampaging in the Tartar army formation, and the speed of the horse did not decrease at all, and everything he passed was rotten. The afterglow and sunset were painted on this group of iron armor, like a heavenly soldier and a god descending to earth, and Liu Quan, who watched it, suddenly burst into tears.

Liu Quan knew that he was saved, and it was Li Xin who saved him.

The Tartars who suffered from the enemy on the back did not fight, but quickly broke away from the battle at a speed beyond imagination, Li Xin did not pursue, because the Tartars were not defeated, but took the initiative to retreat, if the pursuit continued, in case the Tartars were hit again and again, the gains outweighed the losses, it was better to take it when it was good.

The refugees were saved, but Li Xin also suffered heavy losses, and more than half of the nearly 1,000 cavalry on Liu Quan's left flank were lost, and the distressed Liu Quan wanted to cry without tears. Suddenly, I heard someone howling miserably.

"Is it Li Jiaoxi? It's over, it's all over......"

Li Xinxun followed the prestige, only to see a person in rags, unkempt, crying non-stop, carefully identified, it was actually Zhou Jin, the teacher of Gaoyang County!