"Meng Yan, lead all the crossbowmen and guard the shore and listen to my orders. If Li Hui dares to cross the river, let him taste the power of our bamboo crossbows!"
Meng Huo returned to the formation and began to arrange his troops.
"yes."
"E Shun, take some of your troops to guard both sides of Meng Yan's headquarters. When they finish shooting the crossbows, you will lead people to block the shore. Don't let the Han army rush ashore."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
E Shun nodded in agreement.
"At that time, I will personally lead the central army and give you the rear."
…
After Eshun walked out of the handsome tent, he turned his head and took a deep look at the handsome tent before striding away.
If by this time he still doesn't understand what Meng Huo is up to, then he is truly a fool.
The so-called part of the troops that Meng Huo assigned to him were actually the original troops of the peripheral tribes and Yong Kai.
At first, they abandoned the tribes in Dianchi Lake and let them hold Li Hui back to buy time for themselves to bypass Dianchi Lake.
Then all the way, the outer tribes and Yong Kai's original troops have been allowed to stay in the rear.
Now that the two armies are facing each other, they have to be at the front again.
There is nothing wrong with this approach of respecting one's own clan.
But similarly, expecting such a person to avenge King Gao is also delusional.
Eshun didn't have that big ambition. He didn't understand what the world was like. He only knew that King Gao Da was kind to him, and he had to avenge King Gao Da.
It's just that the Han army was too powerful, and he didn't expect to defeat the Han army and return to Yuexi.
Now he just wants to return to Wei County to see if Guan Xing is still there. If he is still there, then he will find a way to kill him.
"Ho ho ho ho..."
The military formation on the north bank was the first to move, and the servant army brought by Li Hui began to cross the river.
They held small wooden shields in one hand, sometimes shields made of bamboo or rattan, and weapons of different lengths in the other hand, some made of iron, wood, and bamboo.
The Panjiang River is not deep, but its surface is wide enough.
As the number of people entering the water gradually increased, the river water lapped against the south bank one after another.
"put!"
Seeing that the other side was halfway through, Meng Yan shouted loudly.
"Boom!"
Countless crossbow arrows made of bamboo flew out like rain and shot at the people in the river.
puff!
Although he has a shield in his hand, it is obvious that it cannot protect his whole body.
The barbarian soldiers in the river lowered their heads and tried to shrink their bodies as much as possible, but many crossbow arrows still hit their thighs and other places that their shields could not protect.
"ah……"
There were screams one after another, and the flowing river water quickly turned into a blood-red color, and then slowly dispersed...
Someone couldn't stand and fell directly into the river, and was stepped into the water by the people following behind.
The man who fell in the river stretched out an arm and tried to struggle, but soon the man who followed him stepped on him again.
Finally, there was a few gurgling sounds in the water, a few bubbles appeared, and then there was no sound again.
Eshun, who was standing on the south bank, looked at it and tightened his grip on the Fangtian Halberd in his hand. The muscles in his body tensed up while he was mentally calculating how long it would take for the other side to rush over.
The range of the crossbow is not too far, but its advantage is the convenience of obtaining materials.
There are bamboos all over the ground in Nanzhong, and crossbow arrows can be made anywhere.
And at such a short distance, the lethality is quite astonishing.
"Up! Up! Up!"
"You can't retreat, you can't retreat! If you retreat, you will be killed by the Han army!"
"Go forward!"
"They've been running away these days, they won't last long!"
"The first warrior to rush forward will be rewarded with a hundred pieces of cloth and ten slaves!"
The handsome officers and kings kept shouting, and their cronies kept driving the barbarian soldiers to rush over.
There was another loud "buzz" and "hoo" sound, and a large number of the barbarian soldiers in the river fell down. They were almost approaching the south bank.
But just within reach, at least five or six waves of people fell.
The crossbow arrows were not endless. Finally, someone rushed to the shore. With a look of ecstasy on his face, he shouted "Kill" in barbarian language and rushed directly to the crossbowman.
I saw the crossbowmen on the opposite side quickly retreating.
Then there were shouts of killing from both ends, and Eshun and his men surrounded them from both sides. They thrust several long bamboo poles over and dug several bloody holes into the barbarian soldiers who washed up on the shore.
With the first one, there will soon be the second one, the third one...
People in the same clothes, holding the same crude weapons, panting heavily, eyes red, bumped into each other hard.
"Okay! Rush over!"
Zhao Guang gave a high-five excitedly, approached Li Hui and asked for instructions, "Commander, let me take the people there."
Li Hui watched with indifferent eyes as the people of the same species on the opposite side began to fight against each other. Hearing this, he shook his head gently and said, "There's no rush."
"Why?" Zhao Guang was anxious, "There are few people on our side. If we don't have enough strength, we may not be able to gain a firm foothold on the other side. If we let the general lead people to rush over, we will definitely be able to hold the south bank."
Li Hui narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice, "Not enough people have died, not enough barbarians have died. Let them fill in more. The Chinese army only needs to watch its position."
It doesn't matter whether the Chinese army can hold its position on the south bank, as long as the Chinese army can hold the north bank. Li Hui does not believe that Meng Huo dares to send people to rush to the north bank.
Zhao Guang, Wang Xun and Li Yi all took a deep breath after hearing this.
"This rebellion is because there are too many barbarians in Nanzhong. How can we show loyalty if we don't die more? If we die more, Nanzhong will be easier to manage in the future."
At this time, Li Hui finally showed the ruthlessness that a governor should have.
Zhao Guang and others only felt that something was impacting them.
"Li Yi, take people to Man Shuai and ask them to send more people to cross the river faster."
Li Hui ordered.
Li Yi subconsciously responded, but was a little unresponsive.
"Didn't you hear that? Go quickly!"
Li Hui shouted sharply.
"It's over..."
Some of the handsome men on the north bank turned pale and said, "Gone, the warriors of the clan are gone."
"Do you want to tell the governor to withdraw?"
Someone suggested this.
"Withdraw? How to withdraw? Withdraw, will Meng Huo let us go?"
Some people gritted their teeth and said, "Now we can only fight to the end!"
"No, no, I can't fight. There are too many people on the other side."
Some people shook their heads repeatedly, turned around and ran towards the commander's tent, "I'm going to ask the governor to withdraw his troops."
"puff!"
Before the man could run far, a blood arrow shot up. A Han army commander was standing there expressionlessly, the knife in his hand was dripping with blood. He said indifferently, "The governor has ordered us to continue crossing the river."
! Anyone who dares to disobey military orders will be killed!"
Behind him, a group of Han soldiers armed with sharp spears and ring-headed knives were watching them eagerly.
This is the supervising team sent from the Dudu Mansion.
Everyone shuddered.
Meng Huo would not let them go, so would Li Hui let them go easily?
Small tribes suffer the same fate wherever they go.
If you want to survive, it depends on which boss you join is more powerful.
Therefore, this battle can only be won, not lost.
"Don't worry, even if all the warriors in your clan die in battle, I won't treat you badly."
Li Yi came over with his troops and happened to see this scene. His eyes fell on the handsome officers and kings, "After this battle, if you are willing, the governor can report to the emperor and let you take your wives and children."
Live over there in Jincheng."
Although his face was a little pale and his heart was twitching, he still acted as if nothing had happened.
"And you will also be rewarded with more food than you can eat in a lifetime, and more cloth than you can wear in a lifetime. If you don't want to live in Jincheng, the governor will reward you with enough cloth and food based on the casualties and merits of your clan.
And salt."
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
"But if he ran away in the face of battle, don't blame the governor for being ruthless."
Li Yi said, kicking the dead Man Shuai, "He is the best example."
