The one who shouted "hold it, hold it" before was Wu Boniu who was vomiting blood. Now the one shouting "hold it, hold it" is the captain of the Jin Army. However, the army has been defeated, and a few shouts are enough. Can it really be held down?
On the contrary, if the sergeant had not been 100% dedicated, the general's shouting would have greatly damaged the morale of his side and made the already corrupt situation even worse.
"What's going on?" Zhang Bianjun looked at the battlefield to the east dumbfounded. His neck was stretched out and his posture was frozen. The situation was good just now, but everything changed in the blink of an eye. Woolen cloth?
"General, general..." The soldiers on the side were not so idle. They directly felt the fear of defeat and the threat of death. "General Shen was assassinated, and the other army was bound to be in chaos. The general must turn the tide!" Otherwise, everything will be over tonight. It’s over. The soldiers were so anxious that they were sweating profusely!
"Tell Governor Zheng to form a formation five miles away. Our troops will divide into two groups and attack the left and right wings of the Song army to rescue General Shen's troops!"
However, when the six or seven thousand Jin cavalry on both wings faced the fifteen hundred companies of crossbowmen, everything was ashes.
Under the cover of the shield wall and the forest of guns, the repeating crossbowmen seemed to be in danger, and they did not need to think about their own safety at all. They only needed to think about hanging strings, loading arrows, and shooting.
After dodging the repeated crossbows fired by volleys of guns, as well as powerful crossbows and even rifle bows in arrays, when Zhu Biaoyan's Moon Formation attacked, he paid attention to the left and right sides. Zhang Bianjun's expected attack could only be said to be on top of him. On the tip of the knife. In order to prevent him from taking this step, Zhu Biao did not let such a big killer weapon as the crossbow soldier appear in Yan Yue's moon center!
The Jin army's attack on the outer flanks collapsed. Nearly one-third of the six to seven thousand troops were shot and killed, and the remaining troops fled in all directions. Because no one wanted to die anymore, the men and horses fell to death too fast. Zhang Bianjun was still in the army. Although he is quite prestigious, he cannot control his subordinates at this time. It is still dark at the moment!
"Hold it! Hold it to me -"
Wu Boniu was seriously injured, but there were still people in the Army Sima under him, such as Hu Ji. After Ding Desheng died in the battle, he was the highest ranking person among the Army Sima. At this time, he took over the command from Wu Boniu without any hesitation. And he shouted loudly. Still the same sentence!
Wu Boniu was lying on a felt blanket that his soldiers had found from the nearby military tent. The blood from the wound had not completely stopped, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was so sweet at this moment.
The same words have different meanings!
When he said this, the situation was critical; and when Hu Ji said this now, it was a good situation. The Yanyue Formation was like a half-pot, and all of Shen Wanshan's troops were put into the pot at once, and now the people in the camp Song Jun and Wu Boniu's remnants are the lid of this pot. Only by pressing the lid firmly can the duck in the pot be cooked slowly, otherwise the fat meat in the mouth will fly away.
The moon has set in the western sky, and in the darkness of dawn, the sky outside Ziyang City is still bright with fire, and torches illuminate everything miles away as bright as day.
"Seven thousand soldiers were all disarmed, and not a single one of them was a man!" Zhu Biao stood at the top of Ziyang City and burst out laughing.
Seven thousand people, a total of seven thousand people, chose to surrender humbly in front of death. They were all cavalry. While Zhu Biao felt contempt, he also felt infinite joy in his heart. Because his cavalry unit could be expanded immediately. .
Due to the power of bows and crossbows, as well as close combat, the blood of men and horses is so great that few intact war horses are preserved. If this battle goes to the end, even if Zhu Biao kills tens of thousands of enemies, it will be difficult to capture a hundred and one usable war horses. .
Now, the seven thousand war horses were sent to Zhu Biao in vain, together with the replacement horses brought by Shen Wanshan's tribe. Although many of the latter were stolen by deserters, there were only three to two thousand horses left. After this battle, Zhu Biao Biao Ming'er will be able to organize Wanqi.
What does the remaining cavalry of Zhang Bian's army count? What does the remaining cavalry of Shen Wanshan's tribe count? As long as he has 10,000 cavalry in hand, Zhu Biao dares to sweep through them directly.
The surrender of the Jin army solved the most difficult problem for him since entering the Central Plains. At this moment, Zhu Biao's heart was extremely happy.
I was really dozed off and brought a pillow.
"Commander Zhu, we have already ordered the prisoners. The ones with the highest military positions are a few military princes, and there are none above them."
"It's expected." Zhu Biao nodded slightly. As for the cavalry unit, as long as the commanders and horses above the military princes are determined to escape and are protected by personal soldiers, how can they not escape? The pot lid of Wu Boniu Camp exposed a lot Angry! "Follow the previous rules, all officers above the team leader will be picked out and formed into separate formations."
"promise!"
"Hurry up and clean the battlefield, take the prisoners into custody, and go back to sleep and rest..." Zhu Biao knew that there were many people in his army who could ride horses. The King of Song had very few cavalry, not because he didn't want to develop here, but because Kaizhou was suitable for raising horses. There was not much place, and the place he could take care of was only Kaizhou. The king of Tang was thousands of miles away from him, and there was only one king of Jin in between.
But this is talking about war horses, army horses, rhinoceros horses, and healthy mules. They are quite common in Kaizhou. There are many people who can ride horses among the people, and the proportion in the army is even higher. So Zhu Biao is not worried that he will not be able to pull a horse even if he has a war horse. He raised a cavalry team. Therefore, he no longer worried about the future.
He will spend the whole day in Ziyang City to rest and recuperate. It won't be too late for the army to set off tomorrow. Anyway, Deng Zhong's large army is infantry, and more than half of his cavalry has been lost in Ziyang. The Song army is chariots. Ma Hua's team was protected by cavalry, and Zhu Biao no longer had to worry about being attacked by Jin cavalry, so he could drag the Jin army in circles, escape from the encirclement and jump back to Kaizhou with full confidence.
The post house has been emptied out a long time ago, because now that the Tang king lives here, of course no one can dare to stand alongside the Zhou vassal kings.
The purpose of the Tang king's trip was to thoroughly arrange the affairs of the million-strong army in the north, because real war was about to break out in the Central Plains. Kaizhou was just an appetizer, a game in name only.
When a new emperor ascends the throne, his brothers are killed, his brothers are killed, and the feudal vassals are cut down, it is completely different from the new emperor ascending the throne, the feudal princes betraying each other, and the emperor raising armies to conquer the world. These are completely different things.
At this moment, Ji Fa's attention should be entirely focused on the ongoing battle outside the Great Wall involving more than a million troops between the two armies. But in fact, he had already recognized the analysis of his subordinates and counselors and correctly predicted their deductions. The result is a draw. If you don’t like these two words, it’s a tie!
Therefore, Ji Fa's eyes are still the ones that remain in Kaizhou the most...
"It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, it's a pity, it's a pity..."
"Your Majesty, you are overly worried. It is precisely because of the critical situation in Kaizhou that General Zhu's methods are even more impressive. In the middle of the tenth month, he shines brightly and his momentum is as loud as a peak. At this time, he has become famous in the Central Plains and ranks among the famous generals in the world.
also!"
Ji Fa was silent for a while and smiled: "That's true." After making the conclusion, the topic about Zhu Biao came to an end. Ji Fa suddenly seemed to think of something interesting again, "How is that little sister Zhu Biao?
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Xiyang City, the capital of Zhongshan, is in the Prince's Mansion.
"Are you telling the truth?" Zuo Ding's face was filled with shock, ridicule, sarcasm, and gloating. So many expressions were concentrated on one face at the same time. It would be hard to believe it unless you saw it with your own eyes.
But Zuo Ding, a multifaceted middle-aged man, believed it, because the moment he learned the news, he had the same expression on his own face. "How dare I deceive the prince? In the Northern Han Dynasty, the eldest daughter of the Zhu family escaped from marriage.
It has spread throughout the upper levels..."
"Hahaha, hahaha. Little Ji Yun, little Ji Yun, such a huge humiliation, so shameful and unbearable, let's see if you dare to touch the Zhu family at all!?"
"Without a father or a king, a person who forgets his loyalty to gain profit!"
Zuo Ding knew very well the cause and effect of Ji Yun's succession to the throne. His position as prince was consolidated and he had a very good relationship with the King of Zhongshan. He despised Ji Yun extremely. He even gave up his father for the sake of the throne. How shameless!
Moreover, Zuo Ding, who always strived to turn Zhongshan into the "biggest country in the north" in his heart, also fundamentally hated the Northern Han royal family. Due to the combination of internal and external factors, Zuo Ding completely despised Ji Yun, and he despised Ji Yun from the bottom of his heart.
He even believed that if it hadn't been for the last war, when a brilliant Zhu Biao suddenly appeared in the Northern Han Dynasty, the Zhongshan Kingdom would have already conquered the Northern Han Dynasty. "It doesn't matter, I can continue to wait. Sooner or later, the Northern Han Dynasty will conquer the Northern Han Dynasty."
Yu is the northern corner of Zhongshan!"
"Come here, let me change my clothes. I want to go into the palace to pay my respects to my father."
In the southern border of Hezhou, on the official road leading to Pingzhou, there was a man about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a light yellow dress with a bow tied around his waist. There was a small plum blossom hairpin in his simple bun.
Her long hair is like a black waterfall hanging down to her waist. She is wearing a laminated green silk cloak and wearing white leather silver-buckle soft-soled fast boots. She looks like a heroic young girl, sitting high on a horse that is as white as clouds.
On his back, he was chatting with several people from the world on the side. The two sides seemed to be discussing something.
The eyes of passers-by were attracted by the extraordinary dress and temperament of this girl in yellow, and they couldn't help but take a look at her curiously. This girl is not ethereal and beautiful, but she has a melon-shaped shape with a bit of freedom and unrestrained wild face.
A pair of bright black eyes that are flexible and smart, like a cute and playful girl next door, give people a very natural feeling of harmony. Especially when the girl looks at people intently and speaks, her whole body is full of temperament.
Her frankness and simplicity make people involuntarily get closer to her. However, although the girl looks eccentric, lively and smart, the occasional sparkle in her eyes makes it obvious to anyone with a discerning eye that there is something in her cheerful and lively nature.
There is also a certain amount of stubbornness and determination in his personality.
This is a girl whose color makes people not only feel the natural temperament she exudes, but also feel the liveliness and freshness that does not belong to the rules and regulations.
"Little girl, you are dishonest. You are also an expert. You should know that your horse is one of the most famous horses in a million. If we can ride an ordinary horse and race at a high speed with you, we will lose or not win at all! Uncle is not stupid, how could this happen?
Dry?"
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man of about forty, wearing a blue washed and hairy cloth shirt, with his arms slightly open, a bright copper belt around his waist, and a wallet on his right hip.
There were three-inch steel darts with exposed heads on them. His voice was loud and bold, and he shook his head and laughed.
The girl in yellow blinked and said playfully: "Uncle, how can you discourage your own horse? My elder brother said that there are many strange methods in the world that can deliver internal energy to horses. Ordinary horses can run faster than war horses! If you have good methods,
It won’t hurt the horses.”
"Conveying internal energy to the horse?!" The middle-aged man was as big as a haha, and several fellow travelers around him were overjoyed on the horse. "That's not what a person like uncle can do. He can convey internal energy to the horse."
The internal strength will not hurt the horse in the end. We have traveled all over the country in the Northern Han Dynasty, but you can't find anyone with two hands." This little girl is really a rookie in the world of martial arts. She has no martial arts at all. How can she convey internal strength to the horse?
I don’t know how her elders let her out of the world?
Several quacks were chuckling and couldn't help laughing.
The girl in yellow ignored their good-natured banter and just smiled and asked: "How is it?! Uncle, do you want to gamble? Don't you guys have the courage to gamble even a mere twenty taels of silver?"
How could a middle-aged man really care about twenty taels of silver? If a person lives in the north, no matter how much money he has, he may die the next day. The group of them decided to go home and watch the war while the war in the north had eased.
Look, you will have a stable life in a few months. Twenty taels of silver? You should have fun with this little girl.
"Twenty taels of silver is enough to fill a good table. But if you lose, you won't lose. How can a big man like you give your little girl a chance to stay away? Just bet. But you have to leave us two horses.
If you are not far away from each other, and if we set off first, we will race with you!
Otherwise, you can just take these twenty taels of silver!"
Several other people naturally agreed with this suggestion. Without two horse bodies, the horse under their buttocks is really not comparable to the white horse.
The girl in yellow naturally agreed. It was obvious that she was also looking for fun. "Get in position quickly, get in position quickly, it's time to race."
The girl's eyebrows were filled with excitement, as if she had found an interesting toy. This made the gangsters chuckle again. They all regarded the little girl in front of them as a junior in their own family, and they had a deep affection for her.
Infinite kindness and indescribable goodwill. Even racing with her is like racing with the daughter of your own relatives and friends. It is 70% fun and 30% winning or losing. At the age of ten**, the girl is really
They are about the same age as the children of these charlatans.
Everyone decided that the end point of the horse racing was the next station entrance on the official road, and everyone also roughly judged the middle distance, which was about two miles.
The middle-aged man at the head shouted, and the other five people in their group got ready, waiting to experience the scene of galloping horses again. To be honest, this scene was familiar to each of them.
On the battlefield on the northern front, they had fought to escape like this more than once.
The girl in yellow took the white horse back two horse lengths and asked in a high-pitched voice: "Is it okay?"
With a friendly smile on his face, the middle-aged man turned around and said with a smile: "Get ready, we won't say hello to you when we start!"
The girl smiled and nodded, looking indifferent.
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he immediately gave a signal to his companions. It goes without saying that they had a tacit understanding. Everyone roared wildly, and the mounts under their crotches shot straight out like arrows that escaped from the reins, and the official road suddenly rose.
Yellow dust rises all over the sky.
The girl in yellow looked at the riders leaving, and patted the neck of the white horse she was riding on. "Yunduoer, do you know that you have to run fast?" The white horse immediately hissed as if understanding, and the muscles all over its body suddenly tightened, and it raised its head.
He hissed, then suddenly kicked his hooves and ran wildly!
There seemed to be a connection between the girl in yellow and her mount. When the white horse suddenly accelerated and shot out, the girl was not surprised. She just lowered her body naturally to help the white horse go faster.
The white horse, which is as white as snow, is really like a white cloud floating in the plains, running as fast as it can fly. It looks up at the same kind of people in front of it, its mane and whiskers are raised, and its four hooves are beating and contracting.
, gradually shortening the distance between each other, one foot… one foot….
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However, in a moment, the white horse had easily overtaken the other horses and was close to the yellow gelding in first place, which was the horse ridden by the middle-aged man.
The sound of hoofbeats "come on", "come on" spread far away, and the pedestrians and motorcades on the official road gave way to get out of the way. When they saw clearly that there was a girl in the two racing parties, some couldn't help shouting for the girl.
They cheered, while others scolded them for being immoral.
Some people who were originally riding slowly were infected by the atmosphere. On a whim, they simply took the reins of their horses and urged their mounts to join this wild horse racing!
Immediately, the sound of hoofbeats on the official road became louder, and yellow dust billowed like rolling thunder. Originally, there were only seven horses competing, but the number increased to ten, and then to more than twenty.
Riding and fighting for the road, such a scene is only a scout level on the battlefield, but it is quite spectacular on the official road.
And at this moment, the one leading the pack of horses is the snow-white figure flying through the clouds like the wind!
The sound of hoofbeats is surging...
The horses are racing...
When we were about to approach our destination, suddenly a bright red flag with a silver pole was planted on the side of the official road. The blood-red flag was blown by the wind, and looked like a ball of fire from a distance. It was still vaguely visible.
It can be seen that the flag is embroidered with a symbol of crossed swords dripping blood.
The girl in yellow reined in the horse, and the middle-aged man who was chasing after Yun Duoer was well-informed. When he saw the silver pole and red flag blocking the road, his face suddenly changed and he hurried to the girl.
"Girl, don't ask for trouble! That's a sign used by Lixuemen when they are working. It informs passers-by that they are doing business. Anyone who is idle should avoid it, otherwise they will be shot!"
Incomparable curiosity flashed through the eyes of the girl in yellow, but it was obvious that she couldn't stand and disapproved of the tyranny of the "mark" of Li Xuemen. She curiously laughed and said: "Uncle, what kind of thing are they doing?
? Such a magical method! Even the people in the government are not so overbearing? "
"Silly girl, stop asking so many questions and leave quickly! There is a sword mark in the blood flag. This is the Blood God Guard of Lixue Sect. This is a big deal!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature for better and updated novels.
