A cavalry rushed over and went straight to Xu Qirong's presence.

"Have you found it clear?" Xu Qirong asked anxiously without waiting for the man to dismount.

"General Xu, I found out that the Ming army was dispatched to attack Nandaying, among which Guanning and Han Huafeng's troops went to block the reinforcements in Shangjing City, and the Ming army's chief general Yang Zhi led his personal guard camp to block the main traffic route from our Yangling County to Nandaying." The scout kicked off the horse with a beautiful chin and bowed to Xu Qirong.

"Full out?" Xu Qirong was a little surprised: "How many left-behind troops are there in their central army camp?"

"When the general said, there were only some people responsible for logistics and supplies, and there were basically no soldiers." The scout said.

Xu Qirong was very surprised: "Have you figured it out? Why is this happening?"

The scout said affirmatively: "General, last night, the young man touched a place not far from them and lurked. He watched their men and horses spread out of the camp one by one. It was indeed true. Maybe they thought they were so careless, right?"

Xu Qirong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "Yang Zhier, it's really a playboy. Do you think that leading our troops to block the traffic road from Nandaying to Yangling, can we be unable to do anything?"

A general whispered: "General Xu, do you want to?"

"Can the road you have walked be hidden? Can the army be allowed to pass?" Xu Qirong ignored the generals around him and asked the scout.

"General, although he is a little narrower, he can still walk." said the scout.

"Okay, you come to lead the way, let's take this path to attack the Ming army's camp." Xu Qirong's eyes shone.

"General Xu, General Wu just asked us to restrain the enemy. The Ming army's central camp is so empty, I always feel something is wrong!" The previous deputy general said again.

"Are you scared?" Xu Qirong said coldly: "What kind of thing is Yang Zhi? You don't know? He thought he was arrogant and arrogant. Humph, let him have a good memory this time. General Wu did ask us to restrain the enemy. We attack their camp. Isn't it? As long as the army is attacked, Yang Zhi must hurry to lead the team back to the aid. Zhou Jiyun, who attacked the southern camp, would be worried that the old nest would be in danger and could only withdraw the troops. We also played a restraining role. If we operate well, we could break the opponent's camp, or fight the Ming army that rushed back to the aid halfway, and might win a big victory."

The general thought about it and felt that Xu Qirong was right. If they were not as good as the three thousand cavalrymen could still run, but the Ming army's legs could never catch up with them.

Xu Qirong turned over and said sternly: "Go!"

The three thousand fire phoenix cavalry followed Xu Qirong like the wind, heading towards the Ming army's central camp.

At this time, in the direction of Yangling City to the Ming army camp, Xu Sanmei (there is only one female general under Yang Zhi, named Xu Sanmei. I first wrote her as Jia Sanniang. Thanks to Brother Bing Yi for pointing it out. I am ashamed that there are some characters I forgot to remember in the character chart, and as I wrote them.) I was bored and relied on sitting on the ground with a knife and poking ants crawling around on the ground. Next to her, a soldier pretending to be Yang Zhi was wearing a full set of general armor, sitting under the Yang banner like a wooden sculpture.

The real Yang Zhi was currently carrying two thousand cavalrymen, quietly waiting for Xu Qirong's arrival.

In the main battlefield, a counterattack was ready. Thousands of cavalry were ready to go, and behind them, countless infantrymen were ready to charge with swords and shields in hand.

The fire became smaller, but the smoke became thicker. The cavalry general took a deep breath, grabbed his legs and rushed forward suddenly. Thousands of cavalry followed him over the trench and over the low wall.

Without encountering the expected resistance, the Ming army soldiers who were originally behind the low wall were now gone, and the Chu army's counterattack cavalry was not seen, and the generals led the team were a little surprised. Could it be that the Ming army had retreated in the thick smoke? Or was there any other incident?

But at this time, he could not stop. The rushing herd of war horses led him and could only move forward. Behind him, the Chu infantrymen followed closely.

The distance of more than a hundred steps passed in the blink of an eye, and the smoke became much thinner. The cavalry generals vaguely saw the towering Ming army's catapults, thunderbolt fire, which were his target this time. Of course, he also saw the Ming army formations arranged in a densely arranged neatly before these long-range weapons.

"Kill!" He raised the spear in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Kill!" Thousands of cavalry roared in unison, and rushed towards the killing weapons like an angry tide. These things must be destroyed, otherwise it would be difficult for the Nandaying to defend this area.

The next moment, these cavalrymen were on the horse.

On the originally flat ground, when the Ming soldiers retreated, thin iron wires were laid down. The iron wires were only more than a foot from the ground, and the shortest one was only a few inches. In the smoke, the cavalry lying on the war horses could not see these black and sinister things. The galloping war horses stepped into the trap and were immediately tripped by pieces, and some horse hooves were cut off directly.

Wu Lin watched the Chu army chaotic with people and horses overturned, laughed at the sky, and waved his hand, dozens of rushing cars immediately rushed out, and more infantry were mixed with the rushing cars and rushed up shouting.

With the thick smoke, Wulin retreated all the attacking teams, leaving only a few rushing cars to shoot arrows from time to time to mislead the Chu army, making the Chu army think that the Ming army was still waiting for the opportunity to attack behind the low wall, and he was taking advantage of this space to lay barbed wire in this large blank area.

"Compared with Bian Wushuang's tactics, the opponent's General Chu is really bad." Wu Lin sneered: "These tricks also want to play with them in front of me."

When he was in Tongfang City, Wu Lin led his troops to withstand Bian Wushuang's attacks again and again. His flexible response made Bian Wushuang feel a headache. Although he finally occupied Tongfang City, Bian Wushuang also paid a huge price.

This time, the Lan Sixin and Nie Kailin faced by Wulin were more than one level worse than Bian Wushuang. For a moment, Wulin was considered dead.

The crossbow machine on the rushing chariot kept ringing. Before the cavalry that had fallen off the war horses had time to get up, they were shot into sieves one by one. Occasionally, a few war horses that escaped traps on the ground were covered with arrows but were still rushing forward with force. They were just getting more crossbow arrows and then poked to the ground by spears.

The rushing chariot rushed forward quickly, and the target was aimed at the infantry following the cavalry. The crossbow arrows like splashing water were shot out, shooting the enemy in rows and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the thunder fire and the trencher behind were fired again, and the sky was once again covered with stone bombs and thunder fire bombs with raging fire.

The Chu army attacked, even the thief and the thunder fire were defeated before they could see clearly. They turned around and fled in a mess. Behind them, countless Ming soldiers were chasing them.

In the vast smoke, Nie Kailin could not see clearly the situation of the attacking army, but the shocking shouts of killing could be heard clearly. When the sky was once again covered with countless stone and fire bombs, his face changed drastically, because this time, the density of the Ming army's shooting was a huge difference compared to before.

There was endless rumbling sound, and countless stone bullets hit the high wall. A section of the high wall was shaken violently, and finally it was no longer overwhelmed. It collapsed with a bang. The crossbow and the archer above it screamed and followed the stones and the soil fell down.

If all of these were within Nie Kailin's acceptance range, the next scene made him feel terrible. He saw soldiers emerge from the thick smoke, which were his subordinates, but at this time, their faces were full of panic. In the thick smoke, crossbow arrows shot over and over, and the sound of swelling into the muscles was heard into Nie Kailin's ears. He immediately realized that his counterattack had failed in total.

"Prepare to fight and defend the position!" He pulled out his knife and rushed forward with a roar.

After another round of long-range strikes, the Ming army's catapult and thunder fire became completely quiet. At this time, the dark Ming army had already crossed the trench with the retreating Chu army and began to fight with the Chu army under the high wall. The collapsed high wall became a key area for the Ming army to break through. The Chu army there had just been smashed by the collapsed high wall and hid in hiding. Before he could finish the queue, the Ming army had already killed.

Nie Kailin was bleeding from his body and rushed back and forth for several rounds. The knife in his hand had been broken into two pieces. At this time, he was carrying a half short spear that he picked up from somewhere. He found in pain that his soldiers were no match for the Ming army in the hand-to-hand combat. Yes, even though the officers under his command were all from the Fire Phoenix Army, the soldiers below were completely unable to compare with the Fire Phoenix Army, while the Ming army opposite was an elite of a hundred battles!

Seeing that one area after another lost, the Ming army was expanding towards depth, he knew that the first defensive circle could no longer be defended. If he did not retreat, more Ming troops would come and involve the core defense area.

"I'll cut off the rear, everyone retreats, retreats." He roared wildly.

Behind him, the rumbling sound of war drums came. Lan Sixin discovered that the situation was not good and led his troops out to respond.

On Bowangpo, Feng Dao looked at the three rays of wolf smoke rising straight in the direction of Nandaying, and immediately widened his eyes. There were 30,000 soldiers in Nandaying, but why did he send the highest level of helping message in less than half a day?

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