Hardy nodded, "Aha, I see!" ”

After the deployment, Aru Gray ordered the young and strong men who accompanied the army to dig fortifications and set up barricades overnight.

In history, the Mengyuan cavalry, which originally came and went like the wind, had already learned many infantry tactics in the Central Plains after years of garrison and conquest.

In particular, the arrangement of fortifications and the guarding of the city, Aru Ash is the essence of it.

Qingyuan Town is too small, there is no city wall to rely on, so it can only make use of the fortifications.

After more than a day of waiting, the flag of the Red Turban Army finally appeared in the distance.

Aru Ash immediately ordered the whole army to be defended, and all the Zhuangdinghan troops that accompanied the army were deployed in front.

He will let these strong Han troops withstand the surprise attack of the Red Turban Army, and when the strength of the Red Turban Army is almost exhausted, Aru Gray will let the Meng Yuan official army defend it with fortifications, which will be much easier.

As for how many people these strong Han soldiers can survive, Aru Ash is not worried at all.

"Ahead is Qingyuan Town!"

The elder brother Zhu Yuanzhang pointed forward with the horsewhip in his hand, and Zhu Han's gaze immediately followed.

The avenue under his feet stretched forward, leading to Qingyuan Town in front.

On both sides are dense forests and mountains, the grass and trees are crisp, and the silence is terrible.

"It's so quiet!" Zhu Han immediately frowned and said.

"Let's guess the Tartars must have arranged ambushes on both sides, but I don't know how many there are." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

Obviously, the terrain here was suitable for ambushes, and he had already seen it.

"The mountains and forests are dense, even if the Tartars have ambushes, we can't divide our troops to disperse." Zhu Han said.

The strength of the Red Turban Army was about 30,000, and the number of the Mengyuan official army on the opposite side was almost 50,000.

If the troops are divided into the mountains and forests, they will inevitably not be able to maintain the formation, and it is very easy to be broken one by one.

"Let's sweep away these Tartar soldiers in front of us first, and then we will enter Qingyuan Town and take the flag!" Zhu Yuanzhang pointed ahead and said loudly.

Subsequently, the Red Turban Army began to spread out a wide frontal preparation for battle.

The elder brother Zhu Yuanzhang sat in the middle army, Xu Da led the front soldiers and horses, and Zhu Han led the rear army reserves, ready to attack.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

In bursts of drums, the Red Turban Army slaughtered towards Qingyuan Town.

Aru Ash stood on a tower sentry and looked at the Red Turban Army in front of him.

"These thieves are really bold, brave and unscrupulous, and they really rushed up and sent them to death."

"Herald! Let the Han army in front rush forward and disrupt their formation first! ”

With Aru Gray's order, the whimpering horn sounded in the Meng Yuan army.

Saturday 9 was already a little tired and numb by this time, and he stood in the crowd with a poorly made spear in his hand, and a Mongolian cavalryman sitting on a horse in front of him shouted orders.

"You southerners, the time has come for meritorious service!"

"When the war drums sound, rush forward for Lao Tzu, fight with those thieves, everyone only needs to kill a traitor, and they can win a big victory!"

"When the time comes, not only can you go home, but each of you will be rewarded with ten acres of paddy fields!"

The Mongols who have guarded Jianghuai for many years have already understood what the Han people think.

More than 20,000 strong men of the Han army, after many days of oppression, are already full of resentment.

After some agitation, let them vent these grievances to the Red Turban Army.

When I heard the word 'go home' on Saturday Jiuyi, my numb eyes suddenly became energetic.

He clenched the spear in his hand, looking forward to hurrying home to find his helpless children.

"If anyone dares to escape, the team will be killed!"

When the Mongol cavalryman finished the order, he rode to the rear of the Zhuangdinghan army.

A large number of Mongol cavalry pressed in the rear, ready to cut and kill the deserters at any time.

After many days of death threats, the strong Han army on Saturday and Jiu had already been afraid of the Mongols, and they did not dare to resist the Mongols, so they could only think of rushing forward quickly and defeating the Red Turban Army on the opposite side.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

As a war drum sounded in the Mongol Yuan army, the Mongol cavalry marching forward gave the order.

Saturday Nine held a spear in his hand, his mind was already blank, and he walked slowly forward with the crowd around him like a zombie.

These Han troops did not have any lineup at all, and their only role was to rush forward and consume the strength and arrows of the Red Turban Army.

Therefore, the more than 2,000 Mongol cavalry behind him did not care about the lineup except to force them forward.

This scene was immediately seen by Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Han.

"Brother, all of them are Han!"

Zhu Han held a monocular in both hands and said as he watched.

The elder brother Zhu Yuanzhang took the clairvoyant mirror, and he also saw the vicious thoughts of the Meng Yuan official army on the other side.

"These dog tartars, ready to send the lives of the Han people to death!" Zhu Yuanzhang scolded.

The Han army driven by the Mongols had almost three formations, with a total of more than 20,000 people.

More than 20,000 people, even if they stand still, they have to be killed for a long time.

What's more, the Mongols just planned to let the Han people kill each other, so as to break the morale of the rebels.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang does not have the kindness of a woman.

He knew that the best way to deal with these Mengyuan Han troops was to let them rout as soon as possible.

The faster they were defeated, the more beneficial it would be to their own rebels, and the more Han troops would survive.

"Order, send all the crossbowmen to the front army, and let Xu Da shoot us hard!"

Zhu Yuanzhang gave an order.

Soon, all the crossbowmen of the rebel army were concentrated in the front army array.

When the Mengyuan Han army in the distance entered the firing range, Xu Da immediately ordered to shoot.

"Put!"

As the order was given, a buzzing sound sounded on the battlefield.

That's the sound of a bowstring fluttering!

Whoosh!

Sou!

The dense feathered arrows fell into the array of the Mengyuan Han army.

These Han soldiers who had no armor to protect them, Ding Zhuang, immediately screamed and were killed and wounded.

From time to time, someone fell down and wailed, which made the originally numb Han army strong men regain some consciousness in fright.

Liuliujiu saw that people were constantly falling from arrows in front of him, and his heart was full of fear, so he couldn't help but slow down.

The Mongol cavalry in the battle, of course, also noticed the changes in these Han troops.

Driving the miscellaneous soldiers to death, they are all very experienced.

Saturday Nine only heard the Mongolian cavalry behind him shouting orders.

"No stops! Don't turn back! ”

"Rush over, and the thief will be defeated!"

"Whoever wants to turn back, cut!"

"Rush! Rush! ”

Under the order of the Mongolian cavalry who were escorting the battle, these Han soldiers did not dare to hesitate any longer, and rushed forward one after another.

In great fear, they let out a beastly roar.

From a distance, it really has a bit of a bluffing momentum.

Liuliujiu held a spear, stared at his red eyes, and rushed forward like crazy with the crowd, as if the Red Turban Army in front of him was the murderer of his family.