It is the spring season, the grass and trees in the mountains and wilderness sprout, a few morning glory blooming brilliantly on the edge of the grass, but was suddenly stepped on by the big horse's hooves at the mouth of the bowl, and even the surrounding soil is deeply sunk, but the morning glory in the horseshoe pit, it seems that there is still unwillingness, and wants to lift up again, but it is a horse's hoof stepping down, and the soil that collapses left and right, all of a sudden buries the flower firmly, and there is no half of life.

Two thousand cavalry roared in, in this era, they are the kings on the battlefield, or on horsemanship, may not be as strong as the foreign Tartars, but in this Guangxi territory, they are absolutely the only king, nothing to resist, they do not bend the bow, I don't know whether the equestrian skills are not enough to ride and shoot on the horse, or they are born in the righteous army, they have indomitable bravery, and the long knife in the hand of self-confidence is really to split all the obstacles.

The wet soil was thrown high, and at this moment in the spring mountains, the sound of the hooves of the war horses drowned out the sound of the wind, and the long knives reflected the sunlight like snow. 100 steps, but 200 meters, will be there in a moment! They looked at the 2,000-odd foot soldiers in the distance, lined up in an extremely neat lineup, what is the use of such fancy shelves on the battlefield? Almost all the rebels in the charge invariably showed such contemptuous eyes.

"First column, kneeling, ready, put!" The fat ball gave the order, and He Ma beat the snare drum vigorously so that every student of the Thunder Academy could hear the order, and seventy rounds of lead were fired in front of the command with the muzzle of the gun spewing out bright tongues of fire, and the next order was, "Second column, stand, prepare, release!" At the front of the queue, white smoke enveloped the first two columns of students who had just fired bullets.

"Columns 1 and 2. Grenades, ready, throw! Back off! Third column. ......After the first and second columns were launched, he immediately gave the order to drop the bomb, and more than 100 grenades flew out, which was a nitrate-based charge, which was far more powerful than the black gunpowder grenades in the battle between Miyun Qianwei and Duoyanwei outside the Guan.

At a distance of fifteen or sixteen steps, that is, about thirty meters, more than a hundred orange sparks burst out. Seemingly the revenge of the petunias buried deep in the earth by the horses' hooves, the cone-shaped fragments of the preparation swirled out, piercing the centaurs within a diameter of at least seven meters. Thirty or forty meters of the road fell silent after a deafening burst of explosions.

There is no over-exaggeration, and there is no unwilling neighing of a half-dying warhorse. to reflect the tragedy of the battlefield.

This is not a Kanwai. This is the mountainous Guangxi, this place is considered to be wide, and it can be worthy of more than 70 people to line up, more than 100 grenades thrown over, according to the minimum killing radius of three and a half meters per grenade, each grenade killing area is close to 40 square meters, and in fact, there is almost less than eight square meters of a grenade explosion, more than 300 prefabricated fragments flying sideways! Definitely a super-saturated attack.

Under this attack. Nothing, only silence.

Not a dead silence. It's dead.

"Put! Back off! The fat ball gave the order to move, and He Ma also beat the snare drum, and the students in the third column pulled the trigger, and more than seventy bullets flew forward. And when the fat ball was issued, the "fourth column, kneeling position, ready ......" The new troops who came from Zhaoqing did not have much commotion, they mechanically repeated the movements of the three columns of students in front, except that when the fat ball gave the order to "release", three people shot out the gun strip that they forgot to take out.

The snare drum was beating, and instead of retreating, the soldiers in the back row stepped forward and fired again. The mountain wind was cold, and the white smoke was blown away by the wind after a short time, so the corpses of men and horses were revealed, like porcelain puppets burned out by a kiln, broken and mottled in color, and the blood seeped into the earth, staining the roots of the green grass, looking like a plant in hell, and the thick smell of blood mixed with the smoke of gunpowder smoked most of the new troops who had just taken a step forward vomited, and then the new troops behind them also began to be infected and gagged, so that the fat ball had to order a new formation.

Zhuang Fei looked at the secret screams in his heart, and hurriedly shouted to those people who were in a daze: "Huaiji militia, go up!" Outsiders are working hard for us, don't you have any children? Listen to the command and walk together! One, two, one! One, two, one! "But the line was relatively dense, and the new army in front of it was vomiting, some people were half-kneeling on the ground, some were squatting, and some were simply sitting on the ground, and for a while, they couldn't squeeze in.

There was no flank space for cavalry to attack, but there was also no room for the strong men to come forward quickly.

Zheng Ang, who had lost at least 300 cavalry, waved his long knife with a blue face, cut off the frightened cavalry in front of him, and roared angrily: "His mother! Just quit like that? Ah Zheng recognizes you, but the knife in Ah Zheng's hand doesn't recognize you! Follow me! Rush again, that class of servants can't stand it! So saying, he took the horse's head, and rode forward with a long knife in his hand.

This is a rare opportunity, and Zheng Ang is worthy of being a figure in history who can take over the mantle of Hou Dagou, he keenly grasped this opportunity, and even did not hesitate to charge forward with his own adventure. Most of those cavalrymen were old members of the rebels, and when they were scolded by Zheng Ang like this, the anger also rose, and many people ripped off their clothes, roared with their bare chests, and rushed forward behind Zheng Ang's horse.

The fat ball couldn't help but feel a chill in his back when he saw it, he only needed half a stick of incense, the first two columns of pro-army troops in front had already begun to get up and form a team, and the people in the back were also squeezing forward, as long as the spear formation withstood this round of charge, the new army was in a good line, and that round was pressed over, it was a situation of queuing up to be shot!

But he doesn't have the kung fu of half a burnt incense, a hundred steps, but two hundred meters, two hundred meters for a war horse, it is comparable to the kung fu of shooting three rounds of arrows. Fat Ball sadly found that the victory was clearly in the hands of the battle, but because of the vomiting of a new army, it had to turn into a big rout.

In the direction of Guilin Mansion, Du Ziteng, who led 4,000 people, was marching from south to north, heading towards Huaiji. The three hundred students of Nanjing Academy were not gathered like the fat ball, but were assigned to the three thousand new army by Du Ziteng, serving as the officers of the squad platoon, and the marching team was not like the fat ball, with personnel shouting and cheering before and after, only the sound of snare drums and footsteps.

Because of the 300 students in it, the recharge class leader makes this team more stable.

Ding Yi, who served as a herald by Du Ziteng's side, rode on his horse and whispered: "Brother Zhan, isn't it inappropriate to let that chief soldier make meritorious service to guard Wuzhou?" None of our people remained, and that guy didn't look like a bloody thing, if Hou Dagou ......"

"Then let him come." Du Ziteng raised the binoculars, looked at the horse, and said with a smile, "Hou Dagou's terrible is not how much space he occupies, but because his soldiers are much stronger than the Ming Dynasty's military households." And Hou Dagou obviously has no idea about how to govern the place, and he always takes the initiative to withdraw after breaking the city, robbing the floating wealth, and he doesn't plan to give the official army a chance to fight a decisive battle, haven't you heard? He said that 'the official has ten thousand soldiers, and I have ten thousand mountains', and he knows very well that if he dominates a big city like Wuzhou, he will not be able to fall into a good ......" Speaking of this, he stopped, because in the telescope, he saw that there were guards carrying red flags running towards this side, Du Ziteng smiled, "It looks like there is news ahead." ”

In fact, he hoped that Hou Dagou would come to Wuzhou and kill some of the wealthy gentry in Wuzhou, and in the future, he would have a lot of land for nothing, which could be rewarded to meritorious soldiers. It's just that Du Ziteng will never say it here, there are some things that can be done, but he can't say it, which he knows very clearly.

"Ten miles ahead of the Zhajiang area, looking at the situation where a large group of people has just walked over, there are at least five or six thousand people, and the leader is leading the other eight brothers to check it out, teaching me to come back first to restore my life!" The guards were covered in fine sweat, and even the war horses under their crotch were panting, and they didn't hesitate to rush back to report the news.

Du Ziteng nodded and said, "Okay, go down and rest first." But he instructed the heralds around him, "Go down and order all battalions and companies to march in a hurry, how can you bite his tail before the other party arrives at Huaiji, but you can't teach them to easily run to Huaiji to play fat balls." "The communication in this year is too backward, Du Ziteng thought that the fat ball was waiting for help in Huaiji, but he didn't know that the fat ball poured out of the nest, and now it is facing a catastrophe.

And Ding Yi led four hundred guards, but at this time he had already arrived at Danjiaping, and the fat man Wen wiped his sweat on the horse and had nothing to say: "Young Master Nephew, you are willing to toss the fat man, anyway, you want to come over, why let the fat man rush back, this weather is about to enter summer, it is as hot as a dog, let's wait for you in Huaiji and become a ......"

Liu Tie was happy listening to it on the side, and then said: "Brother Wen, why don't you go back to Rongcheng directly, there is still a swimming pool there, you are stripped naked and sink into it in this weather, not to mention how comfortable it is!" Sir, do you say yes? Anyway, if Brother Wen goes to Rongcheng, he can also transfer Shichang over, and he will be happy to come to Shichang! ”

Ding Yi listened to these two bickering, but he didn't bother with them, but just told the sentry to cross the bridge first to see how the situation was on Huaiji's side. Wen Fatzi desperately gave Liu Tie a trick: "Zijian, my brother didn't offend you, did he?" Killing people is not enough, you are going to die, the young master is here to fight for the country and the people, and the fat man goes to Rongcheng to soak in water? Who do you think of a fat man? ”

Soon the sentry cavalry came back to report: "Sir, Huaiji over there, the people have gone up to the city wall, it is said that Hou Dagou sent tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, Feiqiu and Zhu Yong led all the new army and Minzhuang 2,000 people out of Lu to meet the battle, and now it is the elder of the Dao Hall, who has gathered the people of the county town and spontaneously defended the city. ”

Ding nodded, he knew that it could not be tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, but he was afraid that there were thousands.

He was worried about Fatball, but he didn't plan to lead the elite guards to reinforce Fatball.

It all depends on the fat ball's own ability.

Ding is not a firefighter or a nanny.

He is the commander-in-chief.

Tzu is not in charge of the army. (To be continued......)