"Bang bang bang!"

"Ahhh!"

The sudden rain of stones caused the spear formation to fall into turmoil, and almost hundreds of Bu Tuo soldiers were killed or injured in the blink of an eye.

Big rocks are falling from the sky. Who can remain calm?

Fortunately, Ruan Zhixiong usually manages the army strictly. Even like this, the general formation is still maintained.

"Boom!"

After several waves of fierce and dense stone rain, the cavalrymen, galloping on horseback, finally rushed in front of the spear formation.

"kill!"

Wu Zhiyong sat down and the speed of his horse was stretched to the extreme. The gun formation directly in front of him was hit by a stone and a small gap was opened.

Excellent opportunity!

"drink!"

The spear in Wu Zhiyong's hand thrust out diagonally, and the man and his horse rammed hard into the gap.

"Pfft!"

An officer and soldier who had just filled the gap was shot through the chest before he could raise his gun.

Blood spurted out from the wound, which was extremely miserable.

"drink!"

Wu Zhiyong pushed the corpse forward and rushed forward, but there were too many infantry in front of him, and the speed of the war horse was soon slowed down.

"Drink!"

Two officers and soldiers thrust their spears at Wu Zhiyong, one on the left and the other on the right. The cavalry, which had lost speed, was no longer a threat to them.

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Wu Zhiyong had quick eyes and quick hands. With a twist of his body, he clamped the two gun barrels firmly under his armpits.

"come over!"

Then Wu Zhiyong grasped the barrel of the gun and pulled hard, and the two infantrymen fell involuntarily towards Wu Zhiyong's direction.

"Puff~Puff~"

The spear in his hand was swung out, killing both of them one after another.

Wu Zhiyong frowned and glanced at the battle line. Even if there was a rain of stones to clear the way, the spear formation still caused great obstacles for the cavalry to break the formation.

The cavalry in the front row responsible for launching the formation still suffered a lot of casualties, after all, the gun forest was too dense.

Wu Zhiyong no longer hesitated, straightened his spear, reined in his horse, turned, and began to charge horizontally along the first row of gun formations, followed by dozens of brave men behind him.

"Drink, drink, drink!"

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Wu Zhiyong, who was deeply trapped in the spear formation, was soon covered in blood, and the horse he sat on was stabbed twice.

Dozens of brave warriors stirred up the front row of the gun formation without hesitation, even if they sacrificed their lives for their lives.

Under the desperate charge of these people, the gap gradually widened.

The yellow-shirted soldiers outside the formation understood this and turned their horses one by one, charging into the spear formation through the gap.

"drink!"

"Stop them!"

"kill!"

The Bu Tuo soldiers did not completely collapse, but the formation did show signs of loosening.

The spearmen in the back row rushed forward crazily, trying to complete the defense line, but there were too many cavalry rushing in and they couldn't stop them at all.

Along with the cavalry breaking the formation, large groups of infantry from the Yellow Shirt Army also rushed over in an overwhelming manner, hoping to eat up this group of officers and soldiers in one go.

Ruan Zhixiong watched this scene from behind the gun formation, gritting his teeth angrily.

No wonder the yellow shirt army took the initiative to invite a battle today, and the co-author had set up an ambush in advance.

"General, the enemy's army is several times larger than mine. Do you want to retreat first?" A lieutenant beside him said in a deep voice.

Although the Southern Xinjiang Army is elite, it is at a military disadvantage from the beginning to the end. Once the gun formation is broken and the rebels are involved in a close-quarters melee, it is really hard to say whether they will win or lose.

Ruan Zhixiong glared at the battlefield fiercely, then waved and shouted:

"The crossbowmen shoot at the base of the formation, the cavalry on both wings attack, blocking the opponent's infantry, and the rest of the troops retreat in turn!"

"promise!"

…

In the camp of the imperial army's southern expedition, Wu Xinrou was casually reading the military reports. Ruan Zhixiong, whose armor was still stained with blood, said in a deep voice:

"Sir, the last general was defeated this time. The Bu Tuo soldiers lost nearly 2,000 people, and the casualties of the rest of the soldiers were almost 2,000."

How could the Yellow Shirt Army allow the officers and soldiers to withdraw easily? In the end, they bit off a piece of flesh from the officers and soldiers' buttocks.

It can be seen that the face of the Protector of Nanjiang Road is very unhappy. This is almost the first time he has suffered a defeat since the war began.

Especially those Butuo soldiers who spent a lot of time training. It is really heartbreaking to lose so many.

There was no surprise on Wu Xinrou's face, and she just asked calmly:

"How did you lose?"

"Damn it." Ruan Zhixiong cursed and said:

"They hid the catapult behind the hillside in advance, facing the battlefield, and the gun formation was opened by the rain of stones.

These rebels are really hateful!"

"It turns out to be a catapult, haha~"

Fifth Xinrou smiled slightly: "Okay, let the injured brothers recuperate, don't think too much."

Ruan Zhixiong was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and said, "Sir, why aren't you angry?"

It stands to reason that even if Fifth Xinrou doesn't punish him after suffering a defeat, he will at least look unhappy, right?

But now Fifth Heart Rou is as calm as ever.

Fifth Xinrou said calmly:

"When I received the letter of challenge from the Yellow Shirt Army, I expected to lose this battle. I didn't have any confidence. Ling Palace would not fight so openly and justly.

The 10,000 cavalry led by Dugu Nan have been waiting in the camp for a long time. If the front line is defeated, they will be dispatched to stop the rebels."

Ruan Zhixiong became even more confused:

"Why do we go out to fight if we know we are going to lose? We just ignore him."

"Haha, we have to at least find out what confidence the other side has, right?" Fifth Xinrou said with a smile:

"Now I know, it's just a small trick."

Although Ruan Zhixiong was still a little unable to react, he felt reassured after hearing the last sentence.

Fifth Xinrou continued:

"A large number of catapults are inconvenient to transport and are greatly affected by the terrain. In future battles, we just need to avoid falling into the battlefield set by the rebels.

The Bu Tuo soldiers are one of our mainstays, and I really can’t let go if we don’t try out the rebels’ trump card.”

Ruan Zhixiong finally understood, and said angrily: "Then let them take advantage this time, and we must regain our position in the future!"

…

"Hahaha! This battle was a comfortable one!"

In the camp of the Yellow Shirt Army, Wu Zhiyong was all smiles. This was the first time he defeated the Southern Xinjiang Army head-on and won a victory.

Ling Gong looked at the map carefully with his hands behind his back and said softly:

"General Wu, we cannot underestimate the enemy. We only killed a few thousand people. Their infantry number is at least 20,000."

In fact, Ling Gong was well aware of the shortcomings of the catapult, but he finally found some way to deal with the spear array.

Is it better to have something than nothing?

Wu Zhiyong grinned: "I know, don't worry."

Ling Gong stared at the map: "After this time, the officers and soldiers should not dare to attack our Jiuchang Road defense line wantonly.

Then our troops can be freed up~"

Wu Zhiyong smiled strangely: "Fifth Xinrou must not have expected that part of our troops have quietly withdrawn."

"Has your Majesty set out?" Ling Gong turned around and asked.

"Already set off! Fifty thousand troops are accompanying us."

Ling Gong warned in a deep voice: "Tell Xiaotian to be careful of Huang Ji. I never trust that guy."
Chapter completed!