Zhang Xianzhong kept whipping the horse's buttocks with a whip, just to make the horse run faster.
He was defeated. He was defeated miserably. More than 50,000 troops were defeated before they could even touch the clothes of Li Zhi's troops. Li Zhi's troops even defeated him without any casualties. More than 50,000 rebels were killed.
Of the 10,000 people, the remaining 40,000 people turned into a trembling army, running wildly on the snow.
Li Zhi's two thousand cavalry began to chase him. Zhang Xianzhong knew that if he was caught up by those tall cavalry, he would definitely die.
However, those cavalrymen would not be able to catch up with Zhang Xianzhong for a while. Zhang Xianzhong rode a good horse with excellent speed and endurance. He was chased by the army countless times, and he relied on this BMW to escape. Left
Liangyu had never caught him, and Li Zhi would definitely not be able to catch him. As long as he fled to the mountains to collect the defeated troops, he would still have a chance to make a comeback.
Zhang Xianzhong did not know how many times he was defeated by the army and how many times he made a comeback. Starting over again was not a big deal for him.
Zhang Dingguo rode behind Zhang Xianzhong's horse and shouted: "Commander, where are we going to escape?"
Zhang Xianzhong shouted: "Jinxing returns to the mountain!"
Zhang Dingguo shouted hello, and with a "drive" sound, he urged his war horse to keep up with Zhang Xianzhong's horse speed, and followed Zhang Xianzhong through the narrow mountain pass.
Fleeing to the northeast, more than a dozen generals of the Xian army, all riding their best horses, chased Zhang Xianzhong and gradually pushed away the official cavalry behind him.
After riding for a mile, Zhang Xianzhong suddenly felt that something was wrong ahead.
The cavalrymen who fled in front all turned back from the official road and ran towards the path up the mountain.
Riding to the front, Zhang Xianzhong knew why the defeated troops did not move forward. On the official road, a team of one hundred people lined up in the middle of the road, using fire blunderbuss against the defeated Xianjun cavalry. This team was wearing red military uniforms.
Wearing full-body steel armor, they were obviously Li Shashen's soldiers. These one hundred men were deployed here at some point, frightening the fleeing cavalry so much that they did not dare to rush forward.
There were thousands of Xianjun cavalry swarming nearby. In normal times, these hundred people would certainly not be able to stop thousands of cavalry. But at this time, the Xianjun army had been defeated. The soldiers had no fighting spirit, and no cavalryman was willing to risk his life.
The array of fire cannons that attacked these one hundred people.
Only a hundred people blocked the official road, forcing thousands of defeated cavalry to flee elsewhere.
Zhang Dingguo shouted loudly: "Commander, there are officers and soldiers in front!"
"Donkey hair ball!"
Zhang Xianzhong cursed, looked around, and found that the defeated soldiers were crowding onto a path up the mountain on the right, so he rode up the path up the mountain. Behind him was Li Zhi's cavalry army, and returning the same way was a dead end. At this time,
At this moment, I have no choice. Even if I take the mountain path, I can only keep my head down and escape forward.
More than a dozen Xianjun leaders rode their horses to follow Zhang Xianzhong and rode up the mountain.
The mountain road was undulating and narrow, making it difficult for Zhang Xianzhong to walk. He was worried that the cavalry of the officers and soldiers would catch up with him on this path, so he kept looking behind him while riding.
Zhang Dingguo shouted: "Commander, we are walking hard, Li Shashen's cavalry can't get better, they can't catch up with us!"
After hearing his adopted son's words, Zhang Xianzhong felt a little relieved and concentrated on riding his horse forward.
After walking two miles on the mountain road, there was a fork in the road. Zhang Xianzhong chose the left side where the road was flatter and rode over. Unexpectedly, after walking for half a mile on the left side of the fork, he saw the rebel cavalry who had collapsed in front turn back.
Zhang Dingguo grabbed a cavalryman and asked loudly: "What's going on in front?"
The captured cavalryman shouted with a mournful face: "Little Yuchi, there are fifty gunners from the army on the road ahead, we can't get past them!"
Zhang Xianzhong did not expect that Li Zhi had troops and horses deployed here. It was as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over his head. He shouted absently: "Heaven will destroy me!"
Zhang Dingguo shouted loudly: "Commander, let's go back and take the fork on the right."
Since Li Zhi deployed troops on the left fork, how could the right fork be unguarded? Zhang Xianzhong knew that that path was also a dead end. But at this moment, there was no choice. No one would think so much at the critical moment of escape.
, the only way out now is the mountain road fork on the right.
Zhang Xianzhong nodded and galloped towards the road.
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Hua Zhang is a company commander in the vanguard selection group. He is a native of Fanjiazhuang. When the general came to Fanjiazhuang in the seventh year of Chongzhen, he was recruited into the vanguard selection group. Over the years, he has experienced nearly ten battles, large and small, and he has
Became company commander.
Under his command, there are two hundred soldiers of the elite selection group.
At this time, according to the general's arrangement, he led two hundred soldiers to ambush in the bushes on the right side of the hilly road, aiming his rifles at the fleeing bandits. However, they were not interested in the fleeing bandits.
Once they were defeated on the small road, their only mission was to kill Zhang Xianzhong.
After a while, they saw a dozen or so people surrounding a middle-aged man rushing over on a tall horse. Behind the man, there were seven or eight women riding horses. Obviously, this group of people were senior leaders of Xianjun.
The two hundred people suddenly became very nervous and aimed their guns at the knights, waiting for Hua Zhang's order to fire.
Seeing Hua Zhang's delay in giving orders, a platoon leader climbed up to Hua Zhang and asked, "Company commander, isn't this Zhang Xianzhong?"
Hua Zhang stared at the person for a long time, shook his head and said, "The one who ran away and took a woman with him is Luo Rucai!"
The platoon leader nodded and retreated. Two hundred people allowed Luo Ru to pass, only waiting for Zhang Xianzhong to come up and die.
A few minutes later, a dozen generals riding on tall horses and wearing bright armor appeared on the official road.
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Zhang Dingguo looked at the front and saw that no rebels were returning from the front. He said happily: "Commander, this road is open, there are no officers and soldiers!"
Zhang Xianzhong was also a little excited and shouted loudly: "Charge! Rush into the mountain. Sooner or later, those defeated troops will gather back. When Li Shashen returns to Tianjin, won't the Ming Dynasty let us run wild?"
The generals who followed Zhang Xianzhong were excited and rushed forward with their horses.
After walking for a mile, there was a thick bush on the narrow mountain road ahead. Zhang Dingguo looked at the bushes with his eyes, but felt something was wrong. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back and felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Commander! There is an ambush ahead!"
Before Zhang Dingguo finished speaking, the officers and soldiers hiding in the bushes opened fire.
Only a few crackling gunshots were heard, and Zhang Xianzhong, who was riding on the horse, suddenly burst out with several pillars of blood. He covered the wound with his hand, lost strength and fell from the horse.
"Commander!"
Zhang Dingguo's eyes suddenly turned blood red, he rolled down from his horse, and he clung to Zhang Xianzhong who was shot.
Zhang Xianzhong looked at the large and small wounds on his body and said slowly: "My son, I can't survive. You should escape from the woods quickly. Later, when Li Shashen returns to the north, gather the defeated troops and rally again."
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Halfway through his words, Zhang Xianzhong tilted his head and fell into a pool of blood.
Zhang Dingguo grabbed his adoptive father's shoulders frantically and shouted with all his strength: "Commander!" (To be continued.)
