Early the next morning, I went to report to the barracks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just after the hour, the Desheng battalion where I was located, under the leadership of Yang Lin, the commander of Zhichong, left Deshengmen and headed for Hushan in the north of the city.

The 12 battalions of the Taiping army were divided into two parts, of which the king of Zhong led six battalions to defend the city, and the other six battalions were led by the general Guo Yuan.

Guo Yuan was the general of the Han Green Battalion of the imperial court, who had guarded the north side of the desert for more than 20 years, and repeatedly defeated the southern invasion of the Jungger coalition army, and was highly respected in the military circles.

He made good use of light horses and flew to shoot, and was known as the "Desert Flying Eagle" by the world.

Hushan is the only way for the Qing army to enter the city of Hangzhou from the south.

Although Guo Yuan is old, he has never forgotten the way of battle. He received reliable information that a second Qing reinforcement of 30,000 troops was on its way to aid Ao Kuang's army, and that the two armies of 40,000 men would converge the next morning and be led by Ao Kuang.

He concluded that the enemy was eager to attack the city and would definitely take advantage of the situation to make a comeback before noon the next day, so he waved his army overnight and set up camp at the foot of Tiger Mountain.

He placed two battalions on the road at the foot of the mountain, and ambushed the other four battalions on both sides of the Tiger Leaping Gorge behind the camp. He knew that the Qing army was outnumbered, so he made up his mind to first feint and lure the main force of the enemy army into the Tiger Leaping Gorge, and then ordered the men and horses on the slopes on both sides to ambush the enemy troops who entered the ambush circle, and he turned the rear team into the front team to return and kill.

Tiger Leaping Gorge is very narrow, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and no matter how many enemies there are, it is useless. Under the combined attack, be sure to annihilate all the main forces of the enemy.

The Desheng camp where I am located is right under Guo Yuan's account. The thought of being able to be under this famous general of the mighty Mobei can't help but feel a little excited.

After the camp was completed, I and my fellow scouts were sent to the hills on both sides to observe the enemy's situation.

An hour later, a black line slowly rose on the horizon in the distance. Gradually, the tide that turned into a black oppression surged towards the direction of Tiger Mountain.

Because the distance was too far, I couldn't see the other party's flag clearly, but I didn't need to ask to know that it was 40,000 Qing troops.

When I thought that the real battle was about to begin, my heart was very nervous, and I secretly wondered how much I could win with the 6,000 men and horses on my side.

Thinking about it, I hurriedly waved a flag down the mountain, indicating that the Qing army was less than ten miles away from the camp. Yamashita also sent back the flag and told us to return to the team immediately.

According to the established tactics, Guo Yuan will challenge the opponent's generals in front of the battle, and then lure the enemy into Tiger Leaping Ridge with defeat. When the army retreats, the Desheng battalion will be responsible for the tasks of the palace.

Soon, the 40,000 horses of the Qing army set up a position in front of the mountain, and Guo Yuan also left the camp with his 2,000 men and horses, and lined up at a hundred zhang opposite the Qing army.

Guo Yuan was wearing a set of armor shining with cold light, wearing a dragon head and a golden helmet, plus his own physique was extremely majestic, like a god under the sun, where could he still see that he was an old man who was over the age of sixties.

Seeing that the lord was so graceful, the Taiping soldiers couldn't help but feel a little calmer in their hearts.

Guo Yuan's right hand singled out the famous "eagle's beak rotten silver spear", slowly planned out the main formation, came to the center of the two formations, and shouted coldly at the enemy formation: "Where is the thief Ao Kuang?" ”

originally thought that Ao Kuang would take the lead, but he didn't expect that he and Xi Ruo would stabilize the rear of the army, and let a tall and burly Qing army general cross the formation.

He came to stand fifty steps away from Guo Yuan, looked the other party up and down, and said with a dumb smile: "It seems that there is really no one in Hangzhou City, and even this kind of seventy or eighty people are sent out to be generals." Old man, you are no match for me! For your old age's sake, I will spare your life, and go back and let your loyal king come out to me. ”

Guo Yuan frowned and said, "You are not Ao Kuang, let him come out to see me." ”

The enemy general laughed and said, "Kill chickens with a knife!" I am Fang Rui, the pioneer under General Ao's account, I want to see General Ao and win the opening axe in my hand! After speaking, he shouted, and slapped his horse forward.

I looked at the front of the battle, and saw that the big axe in the hands of the enemy general was very heavy, not to mention fifty catties, it seemed that his strength was extraordinary, and I didn't know whether the old General Guo could resist the enemy, so I pinched the sweat for him at the moment.

In the face of Fang Rui's fierce attack, Guo Yuan gently stroked the three strands of beard under his chin with his left hand, standing still like Mount Tai, and only stared at the other party coldly with a pair of eyes.

The fast horse galloped, and the distance of fifty paces passed in an instant.

Fang Rui saw that Guo Yuan was motionless, and he expected that this old man had been frightened by his momentum, and with a cruel laugh, the big axe swirled and danced above his head, and swept out of his waist.

Seeing that the broad, sharp blade of the axe had swept over the head of Guo Yuan's mount, the veteran of the battlefield leaned back sharply, flat on the horse's back.

The moment the horses staggered, the axe brushed over the tip of his nose.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the eagle's beak rotten silver spear, which was originally oblique to the ground, turned and stabbed back, and at a seemingly impossible angle, it was sharp in the back.

The war horse galloped forward for more than twenty steps, and Fang Rui had already fallen on the muddy ground behind Guo Yuan. His eyes were staring straight at the sky, and he didn't understand what was going on until he died.

Deathly silence.

Guo Yuan lightly shook the eagle gun in his hand and drained the blood on the tip of the gun, his expression as if he had done something insignificant.

Half an hour later, a fierce cheer erupted in the Taiping army.

I looked at Guo Yuan's tall back excitedly, shocked and envious in my heart. When I was in Baoding Mansion, my father invited me to be a martial arts teacher, and I worked infantry and cavalry warfare, which laid the foundation for my possible martial arts examination in the future.

I've seen a famous teacher right away, but I've never seen such an amazing shot.

To stab this shot, it requires not only skill, but also extraordinary courage and actual combat amazement. Inspired by this shot, the Taiping army swept away the slightest doubt about the veteran.

The Desert Flying Eagle really lives up to its name!

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted "Desert Flying Eagle", and then everyone shouted, and the loud and noisy voice slowly rose to the sky with that cavity of blood.

The front row of the enemy formation slowly separated to the two sides, and a knight in black armor slowly emerged from the middle.

This enemy general looked to be thirty-five or six years old, nine feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wearing a set of bright light armor painted with black paint, a deer antler helmet on his head, and a long black shawl dragged on the horse's back.

In his right hand was a long, oddly shaped knife.

The blade is about five feet long, wide at the top and thin at the bottom, and the widest part is even one foot, which is extremely rare among all kinds of knives today. The blade was thick in the middle, with blades on both sides, and a seven-foot-long metal handle dragged underneath. At a rough glance, the weight of the whole knife is no less than sixty catties! The strangest thing is that the color of this knife is very dark, and there is a layer of darkness that is not dazzling in the sunlight.

I was amazed in my heart, the one who can wield such a heavy sword must be a first-class fierce general.

Although the distance was very far, I suddenly felt an indescribable sense of oppression as I stood at the forefront of the military formation, and when I turned my head, the expressions of the soldiers beside me were not much better. (To be continued.) )