The road leading to Hekou Town runs from north to south.
There is a newly built canal along the road, with wheat fields on both sides of the canal.
June is the time when winter wheat is ripe. During the day, Liu Zheng rode his horse and saw it. This scene in Guanzhong is exactly the "June wheat is yellow and fragrant all over the plateau".
At this time, the night wind blows, and you can still smell the fragrance of wheat.
Although I haven't met anyone yet, I can already feel the joy of a good harvest.
Liu Zheng slowed down his horse, and groups of cavalry flowed past him like running water.
Occasionally, I could hear a few lines of conversation, which were not necessarily in Mongolian. There were also many lustful people in the army. Although Liu Zheng could not understand them, he could completely feel the obscene meaning in those words.
The desire for rape that is ready to be unleashed, like a wild beast, spreads around, accompanied by the smell of sweat and blood.
Feeling a little guilty and intolerable, Liu Zheng stopped moving forward at this moment.
His fourth son, Liu Gai, drove his horse over and asked, "Father, is there something wrong?"
Liu Zheng shook his head and murmured: "Jia Yi was relegated in three years, and his class surpassed the rank of Marquis Wanli. How can I lead a white calf and drink water from a clear stream?"
Liu Gai understood the meaning of this poem. Jia Yi was demoted to Changsha for three years, and Ban Chao was only granted the title of Marquis after being away from home for thousands of miles. How could it be as comfortable as returning to his hometown?
But who is reading this poem again?
How could Li Bai give up his ambition of an official career?
Knowing his father better than his son, Liu Gai knew that in his heart his father was not envious of the rural life at all, but was complaining that it was too difficult to become a marquis.
Screams rang out, shattering the peaceful and peaceful night.
"ah!"
The melancholy in Liu Zheng's eyes dissipated, and he looked determined again. He raised his whip and pointed forward, saying: "Look, these are troubled times. Ordinary people are just fish and meat under the sword. If you are born a man, you deserve to be named a prince thousands of miles away!"
"This is what my father taught me."
Liu Zheng's eyes became colder and harder, and he drove his horse forward.
The weakness and confusion at that moment were gone. He was a famous Sai Cunxiao all over the world, and he should have made unparalleled achievements.
The killing cries from ahead became louder and louder.
But, something seems wrong...
"Ehxiute!"
"Ehxiute..."
Liu Zheng and Liu Gai looked at each other. Liu Gai was still in a daze, but Liu Zheng shouted: "There is an ambush!"
A cavalryman rushed to the side of the road and looked forward.
Under the moonlight, the horses on the road were like running water. The knights on the horses occasionally turned around, with a greedy and cruel look in their eyes that had not yet faded away, reflecting the torch.
The machete has been raised, eager to show off its force to the people in the town.
Further ahead, there are crossbow arrows fired.
"call!"
The sound of breaking wind was very loud.
The crossbows are the giant crossbow, the eight-oxen crossbow, and the three-bow bed crossbow.
The arrow shaft is very thick, longer than a human body.
This kind of bed crossbow requires two strong men to push the hinge shaft, and three large bows to shoot crossbow arrows at the same time, with a range of up to a thousand steps.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff……"
The fired crossbow arrow first pierced the cheek of a man with lustful eyes.
The arrow was bigger than his mouth, and it hit his entire face. While blood spattered, the crossbow arrow pierced the neck of the second Mongolian Han soldier, knocking off his entire head.
Almost at the same time, the arm of the third Mongolian soldier was shattered, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere...
The crossbow arrows pierced through the bodies of nearly ten Mongolian soldiers, and were finally nailed to the chest of a frightened horse.
An archway stood at the entrance of the town. Under the archway, rows of Song soldiers were already charging out with shields and spears.
Their number obviously exceeded the Mongolian army's expectations.
Before setting off, Tan Ma had inquired and said that there were only about twenty patrolmen in the town, but now he saw that there were more than a thousand people.
"There's an ambush!"
"..."
"Destroy the prisoners!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Three shouts: one to build momentum, the second to intimidate the enemy soldiers, and the third to regulate the rhythm.
After the first shout of "kill", the Song soldiers rushed to Meng Qi. After the second shout, the spears were fully charged.
"kill!"
With the last shout, the spear was thrust diagonally.
"Puff puff……"
Liu Zheng's direct lineage was handed over to his eldest son Liu Yuan, and he only had more than two hundred personal soldiers with him.
Two of the three probing Red Army troops brought out from Beiluoshui went to Qinghe Town and Fenglin Town respectively, and there was another one following him tonight.
When a battle suddenly approached, the Mongolian commander Unger responded quickly. He immediately issued a gold medal and withdrew to the north with the troops and horses that could still run.
Liu Zheng, as the "Marshal of the Army and Horses of Chengdu Prefecture", nominally replaced Niu Lin's position, so he was able to command these probing red troops. Moreover, the Mongolian army has always had strict military tactics. Since the commanders entered Guanzhong, they have been arrogant.
Yes, at least they still listen to his orders.
But at this time, Liu Zheng was not in a hurry to command, and did not stop at all, allowing Unger to lead the troops to withdraw first.
He pulled the reins and drove the horse back a few steps, looked back to the north, and thought for a moment.
Hekou Town is not a good place to set up an ambush.
The Song army set up an ambush in Hekou Town, not on the official road further north. It can be seen that they also rushed in from the south, maybe the Chang'an defenders... No, the possibility of the Chang'an defenders leaving the defense line without permission is very low, more likely
Li Xia returned to school.
Dong Wenyong, Dong Wenzhong didn’t hold back?
In any case, there are cavalry in Li Xia's army. Even if he cannot choose a more suitable ambush point, since he can move out the eight-oxen crossbow, it is not difficult for the cavalry to surround him.
"The Tanma Red Army is coming from both sides!" Liu Zhengsui shouted, "The Supervisory Biao Battalion maintains its formation and follow me to cut off the rear!"
"Here!"
Liu Zheng's two hundred soldiers were all brave men he brought from Dengzhou. They were able to fight on horseback, on foot, and on water. After receiving the order, they withdrew a certain distance to ensure that they would not be scattered.
They reorganized their formation and heard loud shouts from the north.
Afterwards, Unger's flag seemed to fall.
Liu Zheng remained calm, turned to the interpreter and asked, "What are you shouting?"
"You can't escape. You are already surrounded. If you don't want to see Changshengtian so soon, put down your weapons and surrender..."
Liu Zheng was surprised and said: "Is this what those Mongolian people are shouting?"
He drove his horse forward and looked for a while, and could vaguely see that fighting was still going on in the north. Those brave warriors had not surrendered.
But under the moonlight, I could already see a large banner with high teeth, which was much larger than an ordinary general's flag, and there was a ball on the top of the pole.
Liu Zheng knew how to identify the flag, and he knew it was Li Xia's royal flag without reading the characters.
Without hesitation, he took the reins and left.
"Retreat eastward!"
Horse hooves enter the wheat field.
The heavy wheat ears on the straw had fallen to the ground, and then horse hooves stepped on them again, and more than 300 horsemen quickly passed through the wheat field.
"Give me the torch and burn it!"
"call……"
The fire took off and gradually turned into a sea of flames.
Liu Zheng didn't even look at the fire behind him and kept driving forward.
There was a roaring sound all around, and the horses were tearing apart the ears of wheat, raising and scattering them.
It actually sounds quite nice.
The fire behind him lit up half of the sky.
After running eastward for nearly ten miles, I heard killing cries again in the distance.
Liu Zheng knew that the Red Army team that went to Qinghe Town to rob and kidnap was also surrounded by Li Xia.
Instead of trying to save him, he immediately overturned all previous strategies and decided to give up his plan to go to Chang'an.
We can only rush back to Tongguan, join up with Liu Yuan, and look for an opportunity to capture Tongguan and escape from Guanzhong...
After running for a long time, Liu Zheng led his people to turn south and soon saw Qinghe River.
The guide has disappeared. He is not familiar with the terrain, but as long as he walks along the Qinghe River, he can reach the Weihe River. If he walks along the Weihe River again, he can reach Tongguan.
There were sparkling waves in the river, Liu Zheng was thinking about this while riding his horse, and suddenly realized a problem...the context of his plan was too clear.
Attacking Chang'an, Dongweiqiao, Gaoling County, Weishui River, Qinghe... all have traces to follow.
Previously, when Li Xia was still in Nanyang, Guanzhong was empty.
The situation has changed now, and Li Xia now has the troops to set up an ambush.
Just as I was thinking of this, suddenly, there was a loud roar from the front.
That was the end of the wheat field, where there was a bend in the Qinghe River, and many figures had emerged from the woods.
"Liu Zheng is a thief! Your grandpa has been waiting here for a long time!"
"Whoosh!"
It was Liu Zheng who fired the arrow first.
He didn't wait for the opponent's crossbow to be fired. He already drew his bow and nocked an arrow. Following the sound of the shout, he shot out an arrow.
"puff!"
At the same time as there was a scream from the opposite side, a hail of arrows came over.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Liu Zheng had already leaned down, sheathed his bow, raised his sword with one hand, and held his shield with the other to protect his horse, and continued to charge forward.
The world knows that Liu Zheng is good at riding and shooting, but they don't know how far he is. The world knows that he wants to capture Xinyang, but they all think that Xinyang City is easy to capture.
Few people have ever thought about whether they could do it themselves.
Li Xia often thought about this problem, but he never took only twelve people to capture the city. At least he took more than a thousand people.
When Liu Zheng captured the city, even Meng Gong was shocked when he learned about it afterwards.
Xinyang is not easy to get, and Liu Zheng is not lucky. It's just that the things he has accomplished always seem easy in the eyes of others.
He was always looked down upon, and perhaps because of this, he had an angry temperament.
At this time, Liu Zheng's anger surged, and he faced the Song army general who was shooting at him from the front, and killed him with one blow.
"clang!"
Fire splattered everywhere.
The horses continued to move forward and passed the general. Liu Zheng swept his sword horizontally, killing two of them, forcing the three Song soldiers to retreat. He knocked one of them away with his horse and broke through the opponent's defense line.
After that, he reined in his horse and went around in a circle, and then came back to save Liu Gai and his men.
"Kill!"
…
There are still lights on the wheat fields in the distance.
The riverside was covered with corpses.
In fact, Liu Jinsuo was not "waiting for a long time" here, but he happened to meet Liu Zheng on the way to supplement the defense when he saw the light of fire.
He didn't bring any horses with him, and the number of troops could be said to be more or less, only more than 300 people. Liu Jinsuo blocked them without hesitation.
After fighting for a long time, he held a gun in both hands and struggled to block Liu Zheng's several slashes. His mouth was already split open and his hands were bleeding.
"Death to the thief!"
A Song soldier rushed over with a roar and stabbed Liu Zheng with his spear.
Liu Zheng first struck the Song soldier with his sword, and then quickly swung his sword and hit Liu Jinsuo heavily on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground, and then drove his horse away.
"Let's go!" Liu Zheng shouted.
He had rescued Liu Gai and refused to fight, so he withdrew his horse and left.
"Eh??!"
The war horse turned around, but there was a scream, and the Song soldier who had just been seen pounced on his war horse again, slashing at his horse with a sword.
Liu Zheng swung his sword again, slicing directly into the opponent's leather armor. The war horse was frightened and started running fast.
The Song soldier held Liu Zheng's sword handle with one hand and continued to chop the horse with the sword in the other.
Liu Jinsuo stood up and yelled: "Zou Laosi, let your mother go!"
Zou Laosi was his personal soldier, but at this time he was still holding on to Liu Zheng's knife shaft and refused to let go. He was dragged to the ground by the war horse.
Liu Jinsuo quickly led the people to catch up.
After chasing him for a long time, he saw Zou Laosi lying on the ground with bloody flesh and blood, and it looked like he would not survive.
Liu Jinsuo cursed loudly before approaching.
"Damn it, I told you to let it go!"
"Thieves... burn... burn the wheat..."
"Is this your wheat? Damn it, aren't you from Fufeng?"
Liu Jinsuo cursed while holding Zou Laosi's belly. The wound was too big and the bleeding could not be stopped.
Looking down again, he saw that the little soldier had died. Liu Jinsuo had no choice but to stand up and look for traces of Liu Zheng again.
"General, the dead horse is here!"
Then there were two "plop" sounds, and someone jumped into the river...
The Qinghe River merges into the Ishikawa River, and the Ishikawa River merges into the Weihe River.
At first light, there was a merchant ship swaying at the mouth of the river.
"Plop."
"Plop..."
Corpses were thrown into the river one after another.
Liu Zheng walked across the blood-covered deck, glanced at it, and ordered: "Let's go."
There are only thirty-six people left under his command.
But they were all still elite. They galloped to the mouth of the river last night and seized the ship to wait for him.
Although his horse died, he found a small boat, followed the Qing River into the Shichuan River, and finally entered the Wei River, where he found Liu Gai and his men.
This is how elite Dengzhou Xiaoyong is...
Ships go down the Wei River.
Liu Zheng planned to go to Tongguan to find his direct troops, but after that, he could no longer maintain his strength. He had to capture Tongguan in a bloody battle to be qualified to gain a foothold in this troubled world.
"Father."
"What's the matter?"
"There is a small bamboo raft catching up behind me."
Liu Zheng turned around, walked to the stern of the boat, and looked towards the river, but he only saw an empty small bamboo raft.
"no one?"
"Maybe it was just two fishermen who were so scared that they swam away..."
Liu Zheng put down his bow and nodded casually in response.
At this time, he could finally review the entire battle. He was ambushed twice, defeated once by Zhang Jue and once by Li Xia. He actually lost all 10,000 troops within Guanzhong.
He seemed to have the authority to command the troops and horses that invaded the Yellow River, but in fact it was Ahema who really made the decision.
And this road is only one of the four teams in the task.
He, Liu Zheng, was not the overall commander, so he suffered this defeat.
"Uncle Yi misled me, and Ahema refused to listen to me. It's a pity that a man who is good at fighting cannot lead the overall situation!"
"Father, the child feels... the boat seems to be sinking?"