Lu Xiangsheng poured out of the nest.

The 20,000 soldiers who set out from Taiyuan were divided into three roads and marched in unison along the Jinshui.

The real commander of this army, Lu Xiangsheng, the governor of Xuanda, led the 3,600 standard battalion as the central army, with the Xuanfu soldiers led by Li Chongzhen on the left flank and the Shanxi soldiers led by Niu Yong on the right flank.

The destination of the army is Binh Duong, an important town.

Lu Xiangsheng hopes to find a suitable fighter there and inflict heavy damage on the thief army.

Although it may be his own wishful thinking, he can only comfort himself in this way.

The news that Lu Xiangsheng, the governor of Xuanda, personally led the troops to meet the invading army soon spread in Pingyang Mansion.

When the local people learned that the governor had come to Binh Duong Province, they went to Binh Duong Province to see the governor's demeanor.

When they saw that the Ming army was short of food, they all poured their money into help.

A Confucian student dug out 700 grains hidden at home and gave them to Lu Xiangsheng.

And the people, who had nothing to spare, also brought out what they had left.

If there is no ration, they will go to pick wild fruits from the mountains and send them to the camp of the Ming army.

In these years of war and chaos, people are glad to have a good governor to guard Shanxi, so that they will not flee the famine.

As for "the king came and did not pay the grain", it was a very distant thing for them.

When Lu Xiangsheng saw this situation, he cried profusely:

"I can't repay Jun's kindness, An Sheji; The people cannot be pacified, and peace will be fixed. I am ashamed of the grace of my parents and the virtue of my teacher."

A herald came to report: "The thief army has captured Jiangzhou and is heading for Pingyang Province."

"How far is it from here?"

"Less than forty miles."

So fast!

Lu Xiangsheng waved his hand and called the herald to inform the left and right flanks: "Advance in unison on three fronts, take advantage of the enemy's victory and pride, and defeat the enemy's forward. But remember, if the enemy is crushed at the slightest touch, you will never be allowed to pursue."

The peasant army's usual tactic of "defeating Fan" was very familiar to Lu Xiangsheng.

He himself also sorted out his military uniform, notified the Chinese army to assemble, and prepared to leave.

It didn't take long for the herald to come again, saying, "General Niu and General Li have received the order, and they are gathering the soldiers and horses on the left and right flanks to advance and retreat with the adults."

Lu Xiangsheng nodded.

Advance and retreat together?

Just listen to it, as long as they don't disturb the people, it's already good.

Lu Xiangsheng still didn't count in his heart until this moment.

He could only hope that the peasant army would become a "proud soldier" and give him a chance to take him by surprise.

The three armies continued along the Fen River.

Lu Xiangsheng sat in the middle of the army and sent cavalry to raise flags in the three directions of the front of the Chinese army, the center of the right, and the rear of the right to convey the order to advance.

The formations of troops under his control, lined up in large columns, slowed down for a moment and quickened for a while.

This made the three armies miserable.

The soldiers of the Ming army had not undergone long-term training, especially the flag language training, and the soldiers were in a mess.

Lu Xiangsheng, who was in the Chinese army, saw all this in his eyes, and he was helpless.

It is also a bitter tear, and the grain that Lu Xiangsheng got in Shanxi, Xuanfu and Datong Kaijuntun was used by him to help the victims.

But most of them were swept away by the imperial court and used for a decisive battle with the peasant army.

There was no food, and taxes were in the hands of the majority of the gentry, so it was difficult for Lu Xiangsheng to cook without rice, and he could not train the army.

The best source of soldiers is in Datong, Wang Pu does not come, and the other part is in Jining.

Lu Xiangsheng sighed and continued to use the command flag to direct the speed of the three armies, keeping a distance from each other.

Fighting against the peasant army, if he can maintain a tight military formation, Lu Xiangsheng believes that the probability of victory is seventy percent.

At this moment, dust rose in front of him, and a large whining horn sounded from the front.

Lu Xiangsheng fixed his eyes and saw that it was the peasant army arrayed, but because it was too far away and the dust was all over the sky, it was impossible to see it really.

Then he heard the small but coherent sound of horses' hooves.

"It's the cavalry of the peasant army!" Although Lu Xiangsheng was not surprised, he couldn't help but sweat for whether he could win.

The cavalry quickly moved forward and dispersed.

Lu Xiangsheng judged that they were going to expel their own Tang soldiers, and immediately ordered:

"Don't hesitate on the left and right wings, keep going. The cavalry of the armies struck and drove out the enemy horsemen."

The cavalry of Niu Yong's division on the right flank moved when he heard the order, and the three hundred cavalry came out from the gap between the march of the large column of the Ming army, first scattered three hundred-man teams in front of the formation, and then dispersed into six fifty-man teams, each carrying spears and bows to meet the enemy's cavalry.

In comparison, Li Chongzhen's department on the left wing was like a dementia, and when the enemy cavalry ran to the middle of the battlefield, a group of cavalry came out sparsely, and Lu Xiangsheng shook his head.

Is it because you are looking away? Li Chongzhen and Liu Qin led the troops so wasted!

The vanguard cavalry of the Ming army and the invading army broke out in a skirmish on the middle line of the battlefield, and because it was mainly an expulsion, there were no casualties on either side so far.

Lu Xiangsheng estimated the distance with his naked eyes and the heralds, and had a preliminary plan in his mind, luring the enemy to attack his left flank, and then use the right flank to outflank the enemy, cut through the middle, and swallow the most elite forward.

Choosing the most elite soldiers to act as the front line is the default habit of traditional armies.

Only Yang Chengying didn't do this, Lu Xiangsheng estimated that if it was Yang Chengying's Liaodong Army confrontation, he would have to eat iron bullets at this time.

Xiao missed his old friend for a while, Lu Xiangsheng told the herald of his intentions, ordered him to convey it to Li Chongzhen, and told Li Chongzhen to hold on.

Then he continued to direct the advance of the army, intending to meet the troops in a column as quickly as possible.

In hand-to-hand combat with the peasant army, Lu Xiangsheng has this self-confidence.

In the blink of an eye, the two armies were only a thousand paces apart.

Suddenly, a column of horses appeared in front of the peasant army, all dressed in heavy armor.

"Armored cavalry!" Lu Xiangsheng's pupils dilated.

Such a large-scale heavy armored cavalry means that the entire northwest is completely gone.

Otherwise, where did Li Zicheng get so many pairs of fine armor.

At this time, Lu Xiangsheng realized that he had underestimated Li Zicheng, but he opened his bow and did not turn back, and he was unable to withdraw his troops.

Because of the poorly trained soldiers, it is easy to turn the retreat into a rout.

Five hundred paces apart, the heavily armored cavalry of the invading army was still moving slowly.

Lu Xiangsheng was completely shocked, the core ability of the cavalry is not only to charge, but how slow a horse can suppress.

Because a horse that can slow down will be the fastest when it charges!

Although the formation of the Chuang Army is far less compact than that of the Liaodong Army, Lu Xiangsheng feels that it is already great to be able to do this part.

"Bad luck is less!" Lu Xiangsheng said to himself in his heart, but his face remained silent, and he calmly commanded the soldiers to approach.

Four hundred paces, the cavalry of the two armies slowly returned to their positions.

Their next mission is to find an opportunity to charge in battle under the command of the commander.

Lu Xiangsheng commanded the soldiers to move forward with the Fran cannon, preparing for an artillery bombardment.

The opposing formation was still moving, neither fast nor slow.

300 steps......

Two hundred steps......

One hundred steps......

Sixty steps!

The heavily armored cavalry of the peasant army began to charge.

At the same time, the Ming army opened fire, and one after another Franc machine guns opened fire and bombarded the front of the large column.

The decisive battle has begun!