The hillside was already relatively gentle, and these thousand cavalrymen began to accelerate a few hundred meters away from the foot of the mountain. When they rushed to the hillside, the speed of the war horses did not decrease much!
The inner camp soldiers of the Black Flag Army, who originally had the upper hand, were caught off guard by the Zuo Zhenwei cavalry who suddenly came! Although the inner camp soldiers were brave, their equipment was still far inferior to that of the Zuo Zhenwei. And the Twelve Guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty
The combat soldiers, except for the perverted Right Guards, each have almost two thousand cavalry. This shows how well-equipped these cavalry are! Although the Huan Yuan is far inferior to the Tiger and Ben Jingjia, it is better than the miscellaneous ones of the Black Flag Army.
The assembled cavalry was more than twice as powerful.
Although the speed slowed down, the cavalry with weapons in hand still dealt a fatal blow to the soldiers in the inner camp. Immediately, Zuo Zhenwei's simple swordsman rolled back again, still in groups of several people, spinning like a windmill to kill people.
At a distance of more than fifty steps, no matter how slow the cavalry was, it would not take long to rush over. Soon, several war horses took the lead to climb up the hillside, although soon the frightened Black Flag Army rushed over to surround and kill them.
Death, but once the gap is opened, it is like a river bank broken by a flood, getting bigger and bigger.
After losing more than a hundred people, the cavalry finally broke open the embankment on the hillside. Immediately, Zuo Zhenwei's Pu Daoshou, who was red-eyed, pounced on them.
"Xu Lang, you lead three thousand troops to press forward and support the two generals Li Pu and Li Yi!"
Zheng Chao jumped down from the drum stand and ordered loudly.
General Xu Lang responded and rushed up the hillside with two thousand men and horses. As Zuo Zhenwei invested more and more troops, the Black Flag Army on the hillside finally lost its foothold. It could have been a battle.
Li Yuanchao, who became famous, had a premonition that the situation was over, and took the lead in retreating to the northern hillside with his own soldiers. At the foot of the northern hillside, there was the cavalry that Li Yuanchao expected to protect him. He left the cavalry at the foot of the mountain to prepare for defeat.
Then he was chased by the enemy.
In fact, the battle between the two sides was at its most intense. The Black Flag Army had 20,000 people guarding the mountain. There were only about 4,000 people fighting Zuo Zhenwei's troops on the hillside. The people behind were watching helplessly, and they couldn't squeeze in even if they were anxious.
Go up. If Li Yuanchao can mobilize an army to attack Zuo Zhenwei from the side, it doesn't need to be more. A thousand troops are enough to change the situation of the battle. Even if Zuo Zhenwei cannot be defeated, it is still possible to push the opponent down.
But Li Yuanchao ran away, and he ran cleanly and without any sloppiness. He still had more than 10,000 soldiers that he didn't use. Only one-tenth of the 200,000 feather arrows he brought with the army were fired. The catapult he built overnight last night
He could finish it in half a day, but he ran away.
He shouted the slogan of defeating Zuo Zhenwei and then ran away. Li Yuanchao's shamelessness was breathtaking. If he could be braver and lead his own soldiers to fight against him, the Black Flag Army would
I am afraid that the soldiers will burst out with courage. If he can be calmer and see through Zuo Zhenwei's fancy infantry to cover the cavalry's attack on the mountain, it is actually of little significance. Maybe he can seize the opportunity to kill the more than a thousand soldiers in one fell swoop.
The cavalry surrounded him and crushed him to death.
But he only thought of one thing, and that was that he had to find his own cavalry team before the large group of people fled down the mountain, and then, under the protection of the cavalry, he could escape in as little embarrassment as possible.
With Li Yuanchao escaping and the big flag with the word "Li" written on it falling, the Black Flag Army was completely defeated. The total number of Zuo Zhenwei troops attacking the mountain was less than 5,000, and they concentrated their attacks on several points.
, with the defeat of the Black Flag Army, the five thousand Zuo Zhenwei troops began to cover the area and launched a hearty chase.
There is only one outcome for giving your back to the enemy, and that is death.
The soldiers of the Black Flag Army are originally low-quality farmers who can only fight against the wind. Once the panic starts to spread, even gods can't stop their fate of failure. On the battlefield, failure has three meanings. One, they failed but escaped, and two,
Failure was captured, three, failure, was killed.
When Zuo Zhenwei soldiers became red-eyed after seeing too many people killed, they chopped them to death and crushed them. The soldiers of the Black Flag Army began to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. The answer to them was often a slash to the head. The officers of the Zhou Dynasty
Bandit suppressors rarely leave prisoners. First, they believe that anyone who rebels is unforgivable. Second, they will not share their food with those bandits. Third, they are bloodthirsty.
Seeing no way out, those who surrendered grabbed weapons and resisted again, but they were defeated like a mountain. The sporadic resistance was quickly wiped out and killed. The black flag army retreated like a tide, and the black flag army that once led them to
The proud black flag was stepped on and gradually shattered underfoot.
There was too much blood on the northern slopes. The blood coagulated quickly in the cold weather, dyeing the slopes red, just like the azaleas blooming all over the mountains and fields. They bloomed beautifully in the bleak winter.
Li Yuanchao began his escape journey under the protection of more than a thousand cavalry. He did not dare to run towards Jiangzhou City. He had issued a military order and could not hold Qingfeng Mountain until Jiangzhou was conquered. Even if he went back, he would not escape death.
So, he chose the second direction, which was also the only direction he could choose.
In Dashang River, there was his opponent and companion, Cheng Jie's 20,000 troops. He knew that Zuo Zhenwei's target was Xiao Pojun, the commander outside Jiangzhou City, so he would have no problem surviving as long as he ran in another direction.
.But he only had a thousand cavalry under his command at this time, and he had to choose one person to defect to. Cheng Jie led 20,000 cavalry to guard the Dashang River. Although the two had been at odds before, he believed that Cheng Jie had grown up in friendship over the years.
Jie will definitely take him in. If Cheng Jie can say a few nice words to him, maybe the marshal can spare his life.
The reason why he firmly believed that Cheng Jie would not add insult to injury was because he was completely defeated this time. From then on, he could no longer raise his head in the Black Flag Army and could no longer threaten Cheng Jie's status. Therefore, he
He firmly believed that Cheng Jie was willing to give him a way to survive. Another reason was that he was not very sure that Commander Xiao Pojun could defeat Zuo Zhenwei's men after they fought outside Jiangzhou City.
If Xiao Pojun is defeated, if Xiao Pojun dies, what else is he afraid of?
He had seen Zuo Zhenwei's fighting power with his own eyes, and he didn't think Xiao Pojun had any chance of winning.
He ran all the way north, a distance of two hundred miles, in just one day and one night.
Seeing the endless military camps by the Dashang River in the distance, Li Yuanchao, whose buttocks were numb after running to it, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It was shortly after sunrise. Seeing the smoke still rising in the military camp, Li Yuanchao's stomach let out a few unsatisfactory screams. Then, he felt a heartbreaking pain that made him almost fall off his horse.
This is his old problem. He cannot go hungry. As long as he is hungry, his stomach will feel twisted and painful. His stomach is not expensive, and it is easy to deal with. It was normal for him to be unable to eat for three or two days before the rebellion.
So I got such an irritating problem. Fortunately, since I rebelled with the commander Xiao Pojun, at least I have never been hungry again.
After swallowing the sour water that came up, Li Yuanchao sighed.
Are you so depressed? Will you be able to hold your head up in the green forest in the future?
He shook his head fiercely, go to hell, living is more important than anything else. When he first started fighting with the commander, he was really not afraid of death. But now, maybe he has lived a good life with good food and clothing.
On the contrary, he was very afraid of death. In fact, he also knew that the reason why he was not afraid of death at the beginning was because at that time he was wandering on the edge of death all day long, and death could come at any time, so he took it lightly. Now, he is reluctant to die.
In order not to cause Cheng Jie to misunderstand, Li Yuanchao led his cavalry to a stop one mile away from the military camp, and sent a few soldiers to Cheng Jie's camp to inform him.
He broke the ice off the river and washed his face with the biting cold water. The ice particles stuck to his face, making him shiver immediately.
After waiting for a while, he saw several people coming out of the gate of the camp and waving to him from a distance. Li Yuan scolded Cheng Jie for pretending to be a grandson, "Fuck you, eight generations of ancestors! I'm in trouble. It's fine if you don't come out to greet me."
Not even two people were sent out to pick her up! Damn it, I can’t bear it!
After dismounting, his butt hurt even more. Li Yuanchao simply stopped riding. There was no need to worry since he was already here. He led the horse all the way to the edge of the camp and saw several soldiers rubbing their hands and stamping their feet, waiting for him.
.
"General Li, my general has prepared a banquet and is waiting in the tent."
A cold soldier with a runny nose rubbed his hands and said, looking at Li Yuanchao with no respect in his eyes. Li Yuanchao was furious in his heart, but at this time he was living under someone else's roof, and it was not easy to teach this bully who was too condescending.
Little soldiers.
Cursing a few times in his heart, Li Yuanchao walked into the camp with a smile on his face.
Li Yuanchao asked his cavalry to find a place to rest, and he only took a few soldiers to follow the soldier to Cheng Jie's Chinese army tent. As he walked, he looked at it and began to sneer in his heart.
Cheng Jie, that’s all! Humph!
The reason why he was like this was because he found that there were no patrolling soldiers in the camp, and there were not even a few people visible in the entire camp. There were no rangers outside the camp, but there were people on the watchtower, but they were huddled aside to keep warm. Already
It's three o'clock in the morning, and the sound of snoring can still be heard in the tents of the main camp. How do you lead the troops?
Li Yuanchao was a little jealous. Cheng Jie was lucky enough to be sleeping huddled in a big tent by the Dashang River, but he had to run to Qingfeng Mountain to fight with Zuo Zhenwei's lunatics! If this attitude of leading troops were changed,
If Cheng Jie defended Qingfeng Mountain, he would probably be defeated ten times worse than himself!
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the foot soldiers leading the way stop.
"General Li, please check in. My general has been waiting for a long time."
After the soldier finished speaking, he ignored Li Yuanchao, yawned, and walked away unsteadily.
Li Yuanchao suppressed his anger, tried his best to put on a smiling face, lifted the heavy cotton curtain of the big tent and walked in.
"Brother Cheng Jie, I have come to seek refuge with you...who are you!" (To be continued)
