Xin Youji's 3,000 cavalrymen were used to the sound of cannons, but in order to minimize the fear of their horses, they still plugged their horses' ears tightly to prevent them from being startled by the grenades.
The sky was bright and the three thousand Steel Cavalry were like an unstoppable flood. Facing the rising sun and the morning breeze, they charged towards the retreating White Shirt Army. The gleam of their blades was as bright as snow and stood erect like a forest.
As Yang Ling had expected, it was not a big deal to suffer a setback in the siege, but to immediately move the entire army after a setback, there was no reasonable explanation for the soldiers, or rather, no time to explain. For an untrained army, it was a serious blow to their morale and caused all sorts of speculations.
Especially in order to seize the time to retreat, the army assembled in a hurry. The attacking army had long lost their formation, and now in order to return to their own units, they weaved back and forth. The soldiers could not find the general, and the general could not find the soldiers. It was extremely chaotic. The officials roared loudly, cursing and ordering the soldiers around.
Some of the soldiers heard the news that the imperial army was surrounding them, but they did not know the details. The generals of Yang Hu's army were also not used to communicating with the soldiers in detail. Because they did not understand the situation, and seeing the generals and assistants of all levels nervously ordering the troops to assemble and move as soon as possible, the number of soldiers and the disadvantageous situation around them were imperceptibly exaggerated in the hearts of the soldiers.
It was under such circumstances that Xin Guixi's cavalrymen suddenly appeared in front of the White Shirt army. Xin Youji's kinsman, Xin Qiji, led 50 light cavalrymen to surprise the Jin camp, captured the traitor Zhang Anguo, and returned safely. In the White Shirt army's shock, and in their own disbelief, they boldly charged into the White Shirt army.
Since forming the scale of 50,000 men, Yang Hu's army had never been on the defensive. It did not matter if there were flaws when attacking instead of defending. In the past, small groups of troops could flexibly counterattack and dodge attacks, but this was the first time such a large army had been ambushed when the camp was in chaos.
Moreover, the opponent was the Great Ming's most elite and skilled border army cavalry. At this type of time, they actually made two common sense mistakes. The first was that before the army had finished assembling, the commander of the central army had already broken camp and advanced. Yang Hu's thinking was that the big brother would charge at the front and set an example for the rest of the brothers. However, this way, the chaotic army would be leaderless once something happened. The second reason was that the army had moved and did not leave behind the most powerful and trustworthy troops to cover the rear.
The Ming cavalry on each road assumed a defensive posture on the main roads. The road to Jinan was also a diversion. There was not a single soldier to be seen on the roads. These actions gave Yang Hu the illusion that the Ming army was waiting for the infantry to arrive and then build another encirclement around Tai-an to trap him inside.
This general, who lacked basic military knowledge, led a hundred thousand soldiers and used the same tactics as the three thousand bandits from back then. Just like that, he led his troops into a state of utter chaos, completely unable to carry out an effective counterattack.
Seeing this, Xin Youji didn't hold back either. The three thousand Steel Cavalry kicked and slashed, their sabers flying up and down. They didn't stop at all. The entire Steel Cavalry formed a cone-shaped formation and cut a bloody path through Yang Hu's army like they were slicing pork, charging straight in.
This was probably the scene of a tiger entering a flock of sheep. The White Uniform Army wasn't lambs waiting to be slaughtered, but in this situation, even a living god couldn't command the army to carry out a counterattack.
There were people tearing down tents, tying food onto horses, bandaging wounds, those who had retreated from their positions and hadn't eaten yet and were secretly chewing on salted vegetables and rations. Some walked around the crowd on tiptoe, looking for their general's flag. People squeezed and squeezed. When Xin Guixi suddenly cut through the outermost layer and charged in, many people still didn't know what was happening.
Wherever the three thousand Steel Cavalry passed, it was like an iron plow opening up a layer of fertile soil. The "soil" moved with the advance of the "iron plow" and rolled to the sides, creating a deep trench. The trench was blood red.
Xin Youji calculated his position. He had wanted to charge into the heart of Yang Hu's army and take advantage of the chaos to get closer to the rear. If there was a strong resistance, he would turn back and throw the grenades when he reached the edge of the army. Otherwise, the terrifying power of the thousands of soldiers gathered together was not something a man could stop.
If that happened, his three thousand Steel Cavalry might not have died at the hands of Yang Hu's army, but would be trampled to death by the thousands. Unexpectedly, the attack went surprisingly smoothly. Xin Youji's confidence soared. He decided to charge through the crowd and throw the grenades when he reached the other side.
Yang Hu's army formed a long and narrow formation around the city, heading towards Taiping Village. Xin Youji's Steel Cavalry was like a wedge, cutting into his main force and attacking the other side. The White Uniform Army at the front did not know what was going on. By the time they heard the screams of men and horses, Xin Youji's men had already reached them. The White Uniform Army at the back was hot in pursuit and had already clashed with Xin Youji's troops.
Xin Youji looked at the empty land in the distance and could not help but be secretly delighted. As long as he advanced another three hundred feet, he would be able to throw the grenade. Arrogant White Uniform Army, ignorant bumpkins, I'll let you have a taste of the power of this new weapon.
At that moment, Peng Xiaobai led more than twenty bodyguards and rushed to the intersection excitedly. The White Uniform Army was in a mess. Xin Youji's men and horses were nowhere to be seen. Peng Xiaobai could not help but be speechless.
He was a hero on the water, a hero of the Southern Kingdom. His horse-riding skills were mediocre, which was why he had run for so long. With his martial arts skills, he was not afraid of the White Uniform Army, but he did not have the guts to charge into this endless army on horseback.
Peng Xiaobai jumped off his horse and stuffed a large grenade into the grenade launcher. A bodyguard next to him asked nervously, "General, you … you know how to play with this?"
Peng Xiaobai said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, when Miss Adeni was teaching the Northern Army on the drill ground, I watched from the sidelines. This thing is simple, much easier than operating a ship. Stay back, there will be fire coming from behind. "
The bodyguards heard this and quickly moved to the sides. Peng Xiaobai looked left and right with the cannon on his shoulder. Seeing that there were people in front of him, he did not know where to fire. At that moment, a bodyguard pointed to a large flag on the right and shouted, "General, look, it's Yang Hu's flag. Blow it up, kill the general and take the flag. Even if you can't kill the general, blowing up his flag is still a great merit."
When Peng Xiaobai heard this, he immediately stood up straight, put the cannon on his shoulder, and aimed it in the direction of the flag.
At this time, the chaotic White Uniform Army had already discovered that there were more than twenty sneaky soldiers standing in the distance. They did not charge forward, but actually got off their horses and stood there gesticulating. The leader should be a general, carrying a chimney. No one knew what he was doing, so they immediately called out with bows and arrows.
"General, be careful of the bows and arrows!" the bodyguard shouted anxiously.
Peng Xiaobai had just ignited the grenade launcher, and when he heard this, he subconsciously squatted down. With a boom, a large grenade drilled out of the cannon and swayed towards the White Uniform Army. It was only a few dozen feet away from the flag.
Peng Xiaobai was secretly annoyed. He threw away the cannon and jumped up. Suddenly, he pulled out two shiny short harpoons and shouted sternly, "F * ck his mother, which little bastard spoiled my good fortune?"
Just as he finished speaking, there was a deafening roar. The ground trembled, and the swaying felt like he was back on a ship. With a clang, Peng Xiaobai threw away his steel fork and looked into the distance with his mouth agape. He saw a large cloud of black smoke rising from where the grenade landed. The shockwave from the explosion threw more than twenty people, warhorses, and tattered carriages fifteen to sixteen feet into the air.
Peng Xiaobai stammered, "Something's wrong. I didn't see such a big commotion at the drill ground. Why is it more powerful than a cannon?"
A bodyguard beside him said in a trembling voice, "General … General, don't think about it, hurry … hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave, the horses are exploding."
After a moment of silence and calm, a terrifying sound came from the entire White Uniform Army. It was the startled neighing of tens of thousands of warhorses at the same time. Following that, the warhorses exploded. They did not distinguish between front and back, madly colliding and running. They were like waves trapped in a group of reefs, desperately squeezing against each other and tearing apart anything that could be torn apart.
The warhorses at the edge of the encirclement were the first to find a way out and began to scatter in all directions. Hundreds of warhorses galloped forward without a care for anything else. Some of them had riders on them, while others had already overturned their masters. Their frenzied momentum caused Peng Xiaoshou and the pirates' bodyguards to panic. They had never seen so many large horses charging at them before.
"Eh? Ah! Run! " Peng Xiaobai yelled and turned to run. He jumped onto the horse's back, grabbed the saddle with one hand, and desperately slapped the horse's buttocks with the other. Both legs kicked and kicked. The horse was stunned by the explosion, and its four hooves seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless.
Only to hear a burst of horse neighing and thundering hoofbeats, dozens of war horses swept past him like a gust of wind. At this time, his horse seemed to suddenly come back to its senses, let out a long neigh, and immediately followed behind the group of horses to make a mad dash. Peng Xiaoshou let out a loud cry. From afar, his body on the horse's back was bouncing up and down, like the last leaf in the autumn wind. …
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Yang Ling hurriedly walked down the hill, his heart pounding. Such a big commotion did not sound like the explosion of a grenade.
The grenades modified by Adeni had to be small, easy to carry, and have enough explosive power. At that time, the gunpowder was effective. In order to increase the lethality, the outer iron sheet was constantly thinned, and it only served as a packaging material. It relied on the iron hooks, iron pieces, and steel balls inside to hurt people. How could there be such a loud sound?
Could it be that one of the soldiers accidentally detonated all the grenades on him? If this human bomb exploded and caused a chain reaction, the first to suffer would be his three thousand elite cavalry.
Yang Ling had carefully observed the process of the Rattling Horse Bandits sending out and retreating troops in Dezhou City. He had also asked the defeated soldiers who fled to Dezhou in detail about the characteristics of the White Coat Army. They attacked like fierce tigers, defended like scattered sand, changed formations, and moved troops without any order at all, as if they were retreating in disorder.
So his original plan was to encircle and intimidate Yang Hu with false soldiers to force Yang Hu to withdraw his troops and move. Then, he would take advantage of the chaos in the army's formation to attack in all directions, and the elites would break through. Ever since he received Adeni's improved grenades, Yang Ling decided to make a small change to the original plan. He would use the grenades as a trigger to turn a large number of the White Coat Army's warhorses into weapons.
He would use the grenades to make the White Coat Army's warhorses explode into a group. Once the warhorses explode into a group, the large number of warhorses they used to fight against the soldiers would be able to display the power of a hundred thousand elite troops. The people would be like a tide, the horses like a landslide. Even if they were to kill each other, it would be enough to cause such a concentrated group of White Coat Bandits to collapse. The injuries to the soldiers might be reduced to a minimum.
Due to proper operation, it was not unheard of to defeat an enemy that was ten times or dozens of times their number at an incredibly small price. In the battle of Tumu Fort, Grand Tutor Wa La only had thirty thousand men. The five hundred thousand Ming troops were defeated by him. Blood flowed like rivers and corpses piled up like mountains. On average, each Tatar killed more than ten soldiers, but his casualties were negligible. Even if the Ming army was disorganized and did not have the will to fight, Wa La's people were only chasing a group of 'refugees' who only cared about running for their lives and did not have any organization to resist.
Blowing up a camp was something that any well-disciplined army could do nothing about. Not to mention that Yang Hu's army had no discipline, even the most well-disciplined iron army, once the camp was blown up, it would be thousands of troops and horses trampling each other. Even if Sun Wu was reincarnated, he would not be able to do anything about it. Could so many grenades not compare to Fierce Zhang Fei's roar on Dangyang Bridge?
Yang Ling was originally very confident and felt that his judgment was correct. With this battle, he might be able to become a famous general whose name would go down in history. Now that he suddenly heard this inexplicable loud noise, he could not help but feel uneasy.
Yang Ling had just walked down the foot of the mountain when he saw warhorses galloping in the distance, charging fiercely towards him with an unstoppable force. Yang Ling did not have time to think carefully and immediately shouted, "Horse tripping ropes!"
A few ropes on both sides of the road suddenly sprang up. The horses were charging too fast and unexpectedly broke two ropes in succession. Only then did the warhorses fly into the air and fall forward more than a zhang. With a 'boom', they crashed into the body of the rider who fell first, breaking his bones into pieces. Immediately after, a few more warhorses charged over and the men and horses tumbled over. The horse tripping ropes were all broken.
Ahead of them were antlers, horse traps and dismounted spears. These weapons were used to deal with the frightened horses. They did not know how to dodge at all. The soldiers could hide by the roadside and reap their lives. If the White Cloth Bandits did not pay a considerable price, they could forget about flattening this area of death. By the time they charged out, they had already become a group of frightened, disorganized and disorganized soldiers. How could they deal with the soldiers who were waiting for them?
Seeing the frightened horses, Yang Ling knew that his plan did not fail. He immediately relaxed a lot. However, there was still a question lingering in his mind. What exactly was it that caused the explosion to be so loud?
The bandits on the horses had to use all their strength to control the madly galloping horses. They could only use their hands to hold the reins or buckle the saddle tightly. The soldiers on both sides of the road calmly used their guns and crossbows to kill the bandits. It was a completely one-sided massacre.
At this moment, someone in the cavalry that continued to charge shouted, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot! It's me, it's me! "
Hearing this, Yang Ling poked his head out from behind a boulder. He saw Peng Xiaobai on a wildly galloping warhorse. His hands were firmly gripping the saddle. As the warhorse galloped up and down, his two legs had already left the stirrups. His buttocks were wobbling like a broken pouch on the horse's back.
Fortunately, he had been sailing all year round and could withstand the turbulence. His arms were also very strong, so he could still stay on the horse's back. There were not many of his bodyguards left. They had all abandoned their horses and rolled to the side of the road.
Yang Ling remembered that there was an ambush, antlers, horse traps and other traps ahead. He could not help but shout, "Don't shoot! Xiaobai, quickly abandon your horse, quickly abandon your horse!"
Peng Xiaobai saw that he could not hold on any longer. When he heard Yang Ling's call, he suddenly pushed the saddle and rolled to the side. He fell to the ground and rolled to the side of the road. A galloping horse behind him just as he rolled to the side of the road and mysteriously galloped past his body.
Peng Xiaobai rolled and crawled a few more steps away. He stood up with his face covered in dirt and said, "So scary, it's really scary!"
Yang Ling hurriedly asked someone to pull him to the side of the road. He asked, "What happened? What exploded just now? Why was there such a loud noise?"
"So scary, it's really scary." Peng Xiaobai scratched his messy hair and said in shock, "I just fired a cannon and it became like this. The things that Miss Adeni made are too scary!"
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Peng Xiaobai's cannon happened to land on a carriage. On the carriage was the gunpowder seized by the White Bandits. Because the cannons had run out of bullets, the gunpowder was not needed for the time being. The White Bandits also knew that gunpowder was a good thing, so when they heard that the army was moving, they moved it all onto the carriage and wanted to take it with them. They did not want the gunpowder to become the root of the problem.
The power of the explosion of the gunpowder barrel far exceeded the grenades carried by Xin Youji's elite cavalry. The explosion created a large pit with a radius of several feet. The center of the explosion threw the White Bandits, chariots, and carriages within a radius of ten feet into the air. The huge wave of air pushed the people and horses within a hundred feet outwards in a ring shape, pushing and smashing them together.
Xin Youji also heard the deafening noise. Before he could think further, the loud noise caused the horses to panic. The horses of Xin Youji's soldiers were familiar with the sound of the explosion. They all plugged their ears. Although they panicked for a moment, they were controlled by their skilled knights. But the commotion of the horses was infectious. The surrounding horses all neighed and galloped crazily, affecting the horses of the soldiers. They could not help but become restless.
The pressure created by the explosion of the horses was unstoppable. There was still a distance of tens of feet in front of them, but the frenzied horses galloped and galloped. As the army was slowly moving southwest, most of the horses sped up due to inertia. If they wanted to cut through the frenzied flow of the army, even if they let them, the three thousand cavalrymen would be trampled into meat paste by the huge pressure.
Xin Youji saw that the situation was not good. He shouted, "Follow the frightened horses and move! Follow the frightened horses and move! " As he said that, he turned his horse around and joined the troops moving southwest. At the same time, he waved his sword and chopped at everything in front of him.
His voice was drowned out by the shouts of the men and the neighing of the horses. His subordinates in the distance could not hear him at all, but they were all battle-hardened soldiers. When they saw the actions of the general and the soldiers beside him, they immediately understood. As a result, they also turned their horses around and followed the frenzied people southwest.
In order to prevent themselves from being knocked down by the horses that were quickly crowding over from behind, the sabers in their hands continuously hacked and slashed. Blood splashed everywhere, but the frenzied army was already numb. The chaotic situation on the battlefield could no longer be changed by anyone. The screams were high, low, coarse, and thin, interweaving into a scalp numbing mournful sound. The foot soldiers of the white clothed army were the first to become victims under the hooves of the horses. Not even one out of a hundred could survive.
Xujialou, this was the first line of defense for the cavalry in Qingzhou.
The original ambush mission was changed to setting up obstacles to snipe the enemy. This order allowed the Qingzhou garrison to let out a long sigh of relief. In the field, the fearless momentum of the white clothed army and the awe-inspiring galloping cavalry had really scared them.
The White Cloak Bandits were willing to fight and kill for a bag of corn, to knock out a golden tooth, to rape a woman. Although soldiers had to fight to eat rations, to fight with such a group of desperadoes, they were really afraid. Just like now … …
The sound of the hooves was like thunder. The soldiers became nervous. They hurriedly ran to the temporary shelters on both sides of the road and picked up their bows and guns. Liu Dachui raised his black iron rod and glanced at them. He snorted in disdain. He bit a stalk of grass in his mouth and lazily walked up the slope to observe the enemy.
There were obstacles half a mile in front of them. There were caltrops, antlers, barricades, and pits for horses. If the white clothed bandits wanted to rush over, they had to first get rid of these things. With the constant arrows from the soldiers, it was easier said than done. They were still far away, so what was there to worry about?
But Liu Dachui's disdain immediately turned into surprise. His mouth opened wider and wider and the stalk of grass in his mouth slowly tilted down. "Oh my god, are these people crazy? How can they fight like this? This … Even desperados can't fight like this! "
The thicket of caltrops directly rushed over, not caring about the damage they caused to the hooves and legs of the horses. Antlers rushed over and were kicked to the ground. Many of the White Bandits turned a blind eye to the desperate charge and were thrown off their horses. They were crushed and trampled into a pile of meat paste.
The barricades had a circular shaft in the middle and one end was on the ground. The wooden shaft was two feet long and as thick as a forearm. The sharp iron spear tip was pointed up to the sky. The wildly galloping horses acted as if they didn't see it and let the riders pull the reins with all their might. The sharp tip of the spear pierced through the heart of the horse and came out from the back. The riders who couldn't escape in time were stabbed in the lower abdomen, firmly pinning them together.
The horse-trapping pit area was a mess. Because of the fast running, the horses' legs were easily broken. The injured horses and the bandits who were crushed rolled on the ground in pain. They didn't suffer for long because a steady stream of riders rushed over and trampled them under their feet. They used hundreds, even thousands of lives to pave a way out in an instant.
The bowstrings in the hands of the soldiers rang and sharp arrows fell like rain. The bandits held on tightly to their horses to prevent being thrown off. They couldn't fight back at all. The skilled ones could hide in the stirrups while the weaker ones could only watch helplessly as they were shot to death.
They had never fought such a strange battle. They had never killed people so cleanly as if they were chopping melons and vegetables. Some soldiers even killed until their hands were tired. This scene played out on all the main roads at the same time.
Xin Youji's men could no longer swing their swords to slash at the enemy. Some of their blades were already bent. The people and horses were crowded and moving faster and faster. If they were not careful, they would fall off their horses and be drowned in the 'flood'. They could only put away their swords and tightly control their horses. The soldiers and bandits walked side by side. They could see each other but no one had the time to swing their swords. The main force of the White Clothed Army carried each other and rushed out of Taiping Village.
The front reeked of blood. Who knew how many casualties they had paid to force their way out. The hooves of the horses trampled on the blood and rotten flesh, making a strange sound.
Charging out of Taiping Village, the troops scattered in all directions. After another twenty li or so, the frenzied warhorses gradually calmed down. Xin Youji's troops had plugged the ears of the horses beforehand, so they were the first to gain control of the warhorses. Once they had the horses under control, they immediately gathered and concentrated as they ran. When the White Uniform troops finally calmed down, Xin Youji's men had also finished gathering in the midst of the movement.
They had lost their armor and were drenched in sweat. They looked equally battered. About two hundred of the soldiers who had been pushed down during the escape or died during the charge into the camp. The remaining two thousand and eight hundred formed an attack formation. Under Xin Youji's command, they launched an attack on the White Clothed Army that had just calmed down.
The White Shirt Army's formation was in disarray and they were still in a state of shock. When Xin Youji's Steel Cavalry charged, the uncoordinated White Shirt Army soldiers immediately fell to the ground. Taking advantage of the open terrain, the White Shirt Army soldiers regained their composure and began to launch a counterattack. White Shirt Army soldiers who had escaped from all directions began to gather towards the place where the battle cries shook the heavens.
The extreme experience of death gave the soldiers a morbid courage after the extreme fear. Xin Youji's men took advantage of the fact that they were the first to regain their composure and charge forward like tigers out of a cage. They fought with their lives on the line. Taking advantage of their small numbers and the White Clothed Army's inability to form an effective formation, they weaved through the heavy encirclement.
They lured the frenzied White Clothed Army to one side and then suddenly turned, trying to fish in troubled waters and jump out of the White Clothed Army's ranks. Xin Youji saw an opportunity and quickly galloped forward. In the southeast, the White Clothed Bandits' ranks were the least. After all, they had achieved their goal of disrupting the White Clothed Army. Now they were the soldiers' prey. There was no need to rely on just two thousand men to fight in the enemy's encirclement.
He estimated that there were about thirty thousand cavalry who followed the main force out. According to his battle experience, the White Clothed Army who escaped from the other routes were few to begin with. There were even fewer who managed to escape the encirclement alive. He estimated that there were only about ten thousand of them. This meant that at least sixty thousand of the hundred thousand White Clothed Bandits had died outside Tai-an. This number was considered a great victory.
The elite cavalrymen of the four families were paying attention to their commander-in-chief's movements. When they saw him galloping towards the southeast, they immediately followed. They rode in a triangular formation. The White Clothed Army in the southeast did not have many scattered cavalrymen. Seeing that they could not stop their attack, a thunderous roar came from behind. Dozens of cavalrymen galloped forward. The man in the lead had a white cloak fluttering in the wind. His eyes were as fierce as a ferocious beast's and his murderous expression was that of a ferocious tiger's.
He shouted repeatedly and urged his horse on. Amidst the long neigh of his warhorse, he had already caught up with Xin Youji's cavalry. With a loud shout, the long spear in his right hand was like a venomous snake's tongue.
One of the cavalrymen who bore the brunt of the attack immediately leapt off his horse and swung his saber sideways. There was an ear-piercing crack. He had originally avoided the tip of the spear and was aiming for the shaft of the spear. For some reason, he managed to strike the tip of the spear. His arm shook and he raised his saber. His chest and abdomen were split open. The spear had already pierced through his chest and came out through his leather vest.
The sharp tip of the spear had yet to drip blood. The man with the spear roared like a tiger and raised his arm, lifting the man off his horse. Then he moved the carriage with both arms, his spear like a wheel. He threw the well-built cavalryman into the air. Then he steered the horse with both legs and gripped the spear with both hands, heading straight for General You Ji, Xin Guixi.
Xin Youji's eyes widened when he saw his comrade die so tragically. He reined in his horse and whipped the horse's head. He raised his saber and charged towards Xin Youji.
Their horses galloped very quickly. Both of them were valiant warriors on horseback. They made full use of the horse's speed. One spear, one saber. Just as they were about to clash, the two suddenly let out a loud roar. This strike had the power to shake the heavens and the earth. It was as powerful as a mountain. It also borrowed the strength of the horse's charge and the strength of the rider's waist. Most importantly, man and horse were one. Horsemanship and kung fu were in perfect harmony.
The saber flashed like a waterfall. The spear rose like a divine dragon. There was a loud "Keng" sound. The spear and saber broke. The two horses lost their stirrups. The remaining three feet long wooden handle in the man's hand turned around and smashed into Xin Youji's Heart Protection Mirror. "Pfft!" Xin Youji spat out a mouthful of blood.
Another man in white galloped over and shouted from afar, "Brother Hu, take this!" A long spear flew towards him.
"Brother Hu? That's Yang Hu! " Xin Youji held onto the saddle and turned his horse around. He saw black clouds and a white shadow galloping towards him. The long spear in his hand moved like it was flying. The tip of the spear whistled sharply through the air.
"General, watch out!" A few soldiers galloped over, avoiding Xin Youji's fleeing horse. Their sabers were like mountains as they chopped towards Yang Hu's head. Yang Hu let out a loud roar as he swept his spear through the air. A few sabers were knocked away by the tip of the spear amidst clanging sounds. Then, he performed the Venomous Snake Spitting Its Tongue. Peng, peng, peng. Blood spurted out of the chests of three cavalrymen.
One year with a saber, ten years with a sword, and a hundred years with a spear. Mastering a spear was the most difficult. But Yang Hu's spear skills were superb and had reached the pinnacle of perfection. A loud 'chi chi' sound rang out, shocking one's soul. The long spear in Yang Hu's hand was swift and fierce. It was an awe-inspiring sight.
"Don't get caught up in the fight. Let's go!" Xin Youji shouted as he suppressed the blood in his mouth. No matter how brave Yang Hu was, he was still alone. But if he tangled with him for too long, the White Uniform Army would surround him and he would not be able to escape.
The riders surrounding Yang Hu were blocked left and right by Yang Hu. In a short while, they were assassinated one by one. Only one of them managed to leave a mark on his arm. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xin Youji and the rest were already more than two hundred feet away. Yang Hu hated the soldiers who had destroyed his army. He chased after them, unwilling to let them go.
A rider galloped over from behind, shouting along the way, "Brother Hu, gather the troops. It's more important to get out of danger. Don't chase after a desperate enemy."
Yang Hu clenched his teeth as if he did not hear anything. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the soldiers in front of him. Mu Yun saw that he was not listening. He furiously lashed his whip and chased after him. The two of them chased for a while before Xin Youji and a few soldiers suddenly threw out a few items.
"Brother Hu, be careful, there's a dark …" Mu Yun was halfway through his shout when he suddenly paused. "How can they hurt people if they're thrown on the ground?"
"Boom! Boom, boom, whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh … "
The sound of the explosion was not strong. What was frightening was the faint sharp sound that came from all directions when it tore through the air. Even if someone threw a hidden weapon using the 'Sky Filling Flower Rain' technique, it was impossible to hit such a wide area and with such great force.
The two of them were shocked. One of them brandished his saber and the other brandished his spear, blocking the wind and rain in front of them. Yang Hu's horse was hit by countless iron needles and shrapnel. He howled in pain. As the warhorse jumped, Yang Hu felt his left eye blur. When he reached out to touch it, it was full of blood. Only then did he feel a piercing pain.
Yang Hu was shocked and angry. He held his spear with both hands and roared at the sky, "Ah …!" His arms exerted strength, and with a 'ka' sound, the spear shaft was broken by his hands. Yang Hu's arm muscles bulged, and he fiercely thrust it down. The two parts of the spear shaft pierced deeply into the horse's spine. The war horse was in pain, and quickly scurried forward three steps before collapsing with a loud bang.
Mu Yun saw how mighty Yang Hu was. Even if Chu Bawang was reincarnated, he would not be as valiant. He could not help but be secretly shocked. He hurriedly jumped off his horse and rushed over to help Yang Hu up. He called out, "Brother Hu."
One of Yang Hu's eyes was a bloody mess. He looked at Mu Yun with a hideous expression and said with a trembling voice, "My … my eye …"
"As long as the moon shines on the five lakes, there is no need to worry about not having a place to strike. Brother Hu, revenge is a dish best served cold. Quickly reorganize the army and get out of danger. We will get revenge for this debt! Quickly, if we don't leave now, the soldiers will surround us. With our current morale, we won't be able to fight. "
Yang Hu was hastily bandaged by Mu Yun. He was supported back to a warhorse. Mu Yun got on the horse and ordered loudly, "Quickly, gather the troops and rush to Majiabu. We can't stay here for long."
Yang Hu's remaining soldiers didn't have time to count them. Everyone got on their horses and galloped away. Mu Yun sat on his horse and looked at the defeated army. He sighed slightly. When they won the battle, they were full of vigor. But when they lost, they were like this. No wonder father did not agree with my plan to occupy Shandong and attack the capital in the north. Yang Hu's army could only be arrogant for a while. In the end, they were just a motley crew.
He felt a little cold on his lower abdomen. He lowered his head slightly and suddenly froze. His lower abdomen was dark red. When did it bleed so much? Was it stained with someone else's blood? I haven't fought the enemy with my own hands.
Mu Yun pressed his lower abdomen. He felt a slight pain, but there were no marks on his robes. He panicked and hurriedly opened his robes to wipe away the blood on his firm and flat abdomen. After looking for a long time, he couldn't find any wounds. He reached out and touched slightly before he found a point of contact that was slightly painful. Mu Yun was relieved. It seemed that the soldiers had mixed something with the firearms and shot him. It looked like he was fine.
He sighed and thought, "Now it looks like I can only follow father's plan. I'll lure Yang Hu's army to join Liu Liu and Liu Qi to go to Jiangnan and build momentum for our Maitreya Sect's uprising. When it succeeds, I, Li Shihao, will be the first hero in front of father. As for Yang Hu … "
Li Dali, who had changed his name to Mu Yun, looked coldly at Yang Hu's back. "When we finish what we need to do, even if all his men and horses are dead, what's the big deal?"
* * *
The increasingly arrogant White Shirt Army finally suffered a heavy blow. They were defeated in the first battle. The officers and soldiers around Tai-an City attacked from all sides, setting up traps and ambushes. The main army rode to and fro to kill. Corpses were strewn all over the field, blood flowed like rivers. The White Shirt Army fled in defeat.
Yang Hu's army fled southwest and was constantly ambushed by officers and soldiers along the way. A bridge, just after a dozen or so horses stepped on it, suddenly sank into the river with a loud bang. A mountain road, suddenly a cluster of sharp arrows shot out from the forest. With great difficulty, they finally arrived at a flat road. The army wanted to speed up their journey, but unexpectedly, just as the fast horses started galloping, they stepped on a stone mine laid by the government, and were blown up into a mess.
What scared the White Uniform Army the most was the occasional explosion. The sound of the explosion was not loud, but the iron pieces and iron hooks shot out in all directions. No one knew where the officers shot it from. Once it exploded, at least dozens of their brothers would be injured. It was fine if they died, but the worst were those who did not die. They were disfigured and crippled. They were a burden to the army and their morale was extremely low.
Some soldiers had already sneaked away in the night. The once arrogant White Uniform Army had become frightened birds. The officers did not give them a chance to regroup and rest before fighting again.
Along the way, the small groups of ambushes set by the government created a strong psychological pressure on them. Their morale was low and they could not rest. The army was exhausted. The nearly thirty thousand cavalrymen of Shandong Province chased after them, ensuring that they could not stop to find trouble with the local government. They could not take revenge and rob money. They could only keep running.
The You Ji General, who had been beaten by Yang Hu to the point of vomiting blood, was the commander of the cavalry. He commanded the cavalry to advance, attack, disperse, chase, and surround them. He was much more brilliant than Yang Hu in leading the army. Ambushed in front of them and pursued from behind, the one hundred thousand White Clothes troops suffered heavy casualties. They fled for their lives out of Shandong and joined up with Liu Liu and Liu Qi to head south. The situation of the battle suddenly took a drastic turn.
The deer roamed the Central Plains. Those who coveted it had their own plans. Some people tried to drive it to follow the route they set. Those who set up the enclosure looked forward to it barging in.
Yang Ling did not seem to participate in the deer hunt. He stayed in Shandong to clean up the remaining army of tofu wolf. Tofu wolf was the commander of the White Uniform Army. When the warhorses blew up the camp, he rushed out from the direction of Xujialou. Later he gathered the remaining soldiers and gathered more than eight thousand men. He tried to kill his way back to Qingzhou and return to Taihang Mountains.
On one hand, Yang Ling was chasing after his men. On the other hand, he was comforting the refugees in Shandong. He reduced the taxes on grain and investigated those who took advantage of the chaos to rob the villages. He cleaned up the land disputes caused by the war. He organized the government to set up porridge stalls and encouraged the refugees to return to their jobs. The government distributed grain and houses.
After the war, if the rescue was not in time, the refugees would be in trouble again. Yang Ling had a knife in one hand and a pen in the other. He was cutting the grass and removing the roots.
At this time, a deer broke into Qinghai Lake. The complicated forces of Tartar, Wala, Hami, and Qinghai were quietly observing the situation in the Central Plains. They also focused their attention there. The world's power structure was quietly changing.
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