Chapter 69: When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!
Hardy nodded, "Aha, I understand!"
After the deployment, Aluhui ordered the young and strong Han men accompanying the army to dig fortifications and set up roadblocks overnight.
Historically, the Mongolian and Yuan cavalry, which used to come and go like the wind, had already learned many of the infantry tactics of the Central Plains after years of guarding and fighting.
Especially when it comes to arranging fortifications and guarding cities, Alu Hui has mastered the essence of them.
Qingyuan Town is really too small. There is no city wall to rely on, so we can only make use of fortifications.
After more than a day of waiting, the flag of the Red Turban Army finally appeared in the distance.
Aruhui immediately ordered the entire army to defend the area and deployed all the strong Han troops accompanying him in the front.
He will let these strong Han soldiers withstand the sudden attack of the Red Scarf Army. When the Red Scarf Army's strength is almost exhausted, Aluhui will let the Meng Yuan army defend it with fortifications, which will be much easier.
As for how many of these strong Han soldiers could survive, Alu Hui was not worried at all.
"Ahead is Qingyuan Town!"
Brother Zhu Yuanzhang pointed forward with the riding crop in his hand, and Zhu Han's eyes immediately followed.
The avenue at your feet extends forward, leading to Qingyuan Town ahead.
There are dense forests and mountains on both sides, the vegetation is crisp and the silence is eerie.
"It's too quiet!" Zhu Han immediately frowned and said.
"We guess that the Tatars must have set up ambushes on both sides, but I don't know how many there are." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.
Obviously, the terrain here is suitable for setting up an ambush, he has already seen it.
"The mountains and forests are dense. Even if the Tatars have an ambush, we can't divide our troops to disperse them," Zhu Han said.
The Red Scarf Army has about 30,000 troops, while the number of Mongolian and Yuan official troops on the opposite side is almost 50,000.
If the troops are divided into the mountains and forests, they will inevitably be unable to maintain their formation and will be easily defeated one by one.
"Let's wipe out these Tatar soldiers in front first, and then rush into Qingyuan Town and seize the flag!" Zhu Yuanzhang pointed to the front and said loudly.
Afterwards, the Red Scarf Army began to spread out a wide front with a road in the center, preparing for battle.
The elder brother Zhu Yuanzhang was in charge of the central army, with Xu Da commanding the front troops and horses, and Zhu Han commanding the rear reserve troops in preparation for the attack.
Boom, boom, boom!
Boom!
Amidst the sound of drums, the Red Scarf Army came towards Qingyuan Town.
Alu Hui stood on a tower post, looking at the Red Turban Army ahead.
"These thieves are really brave and reckless, and they really rushed forward to die."
"Send the order! Let the Han troops in front rush forward and disrupt their formation first!"
Following Aruhui's order, the whimpering horns sounded among the Mongolian army.
Saturday Nine was already numb from exhaustion. He was holding a poorly made spear and stood blankly in the crowd. A Mongolian cavalry man sitting on a horse in front of him shouted orders loudly.
"You southerners, it's time to make a contribution!"
"When the war drums sound, I will rush forward and fight those traitors with all my strength. Everyone only needs to kill one traitor to win a complete victory!"
"When the time comes, not only can you go home, but each of you will be rewarded with ten acres of paddy field!"
Mongolians like Alu Hui had guarded Jianghuai for many years and already had a very good understanding of what the Han people were thinking.
After many days of oppression, the more than 20,000 strong men of the Han army were already filled with resentment.
After some agitation, they were allowed to vent their grievances to the Red Turban Army.
When I heard the word "go home" on Saturday 91, my numb eyes suddenly became energetic.
He clenched the spear in his hand, looking forward to returning home quickly to find his helpless children.
"If anyone dares to escape from the battlefield, the team will kill him!"
After the Mongolian cavalry gave the order, he rode to the rear of the strong Han army.
A large number of Mongolian cavalry were holding the formation at the rear, ready to kill deserters at any time.
After many days of death threats, the strong Han soldiers on Saturday and Nine were already as fearful of the Mongols as tigers. They did not dare to resist the Mongols, and could only think of rushing forward and defeating the Red Turban Army on the opposite side.
Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
As the war drums of the Mongolian Yuan army sounded, the Mongolian cavalry guarding the formation issued an order to advance.
Saturday Nine held a spear in his hand, his mind went blank, and he walked slowly forward with the crowd around him like a zombie.
These Han troops had no lineup at all. Their only role was to rush forward and consume the strength and arrows of the Red Turban Army.
Therefore, the more than 2,000 Mongolian cavalry behind them did not care about their formation except to force them to advance.
This scene was immediately noticed by Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Han.
"Brother, they are all Han Chinese!"
Zhu Han held a monocular telescope in both hands and said while looking.
Brother Zhu Yuanzhang took over the telescope and saw clearly the vicious thoughts of the Meng Yuan army on the opposite side.
"These dog Tatars are ready to sacrifice the lives of Han people!" Zhu Yuanzhang cursed.
The Han army driven by the Mongols consisted of three formations: front, middle and rear, with a total of more than 20,000 people.
With more than 20,000 people, even if they stand still, it will take a long time to kill them.
What's more, the Mongols planned to make the Han people kill each other, thereby damaging the morale of the rebels.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang did not have the kindness of a woman.
He knew that the best way to deal with these Mongolian, Yuan and Han armies was to defeat them as soon as possible.
The faster they defeat, the better it will be for their own rebels, and more Han troops will survive.
"Send an order to send all the crossbowmen to the front army and ask Xu Da to shoot hard for us!"
Zhu Yuanzhang gave the order.
Soon, all the crossbowmen of the rebel army were concentrated in the front army formation.
When the Mongolian, Yuan and Han troops in the distance entered the shooting 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 bow string vibrating!
Whizzing!
Whoosh!
Densely packed feather arrows fell into the formation of the Mongolian, Yuan and Han armies.
These Han soldiers, who had no armor protection, were immediately screaming and dying.
From time to time, someone fell down and wailed, which frightened the numb Han soldiers to regain some consciousness.
Saturday Jiu saw people falling down after being hit by arrows in front of him. His heart was filled with fear and he couldn't help but slow down.
The Mongolian cavalry who were guarding the formation certainly noticed the changes in these Han troops.
They are all very experienced in driving the soldiers to death.
Saturday Nine heard the Mongolian cavalry behind them shouting orders.
"Don't stop! Don't look back!"
"Rush over and the thief will be defeated!"
"Whoever wants to turn back will be killed!"
"Charge! Charge!"
Under the orders of the Mongolian cavalry guarding the formation, the strong men of the Han army did not dare to hesitate any longer and rushed forward at full speed.
In great fear, they roared like wild beasts.
From a distance, it looks quite intimidating.
Saturday Jiu held a long gun, stared with red eyes, and rushed forward like crazy with the crowd, as if the red scarf army in front was the murderer of his family's death.
