On May 14th, the fourth year of Dashun, the sky was clear and the wind was gentle and the sun was beautiful.
Suitable for fighting!
Zhang Hanyu raised his head and looked at the Jiangzhou Army camp not far away. The camp gate had been opened wide, and a large group of sergeants were leaving the camp to form an array.
Looking at our own side, more than 3,000 people have successfully crossed the river and established a foothold on the north bank of the river.
However, the sergeants all looked a little tired, like mud monkeys all over their bodies, but they were still in good spirits. Maybe the reward of five cents given before departure had an effect.
On top of the earth bags in the river, wooden planks have been laid to form a temporary bridge.
Puzhou sergeants continued to go north along this bridge. As long as five or six thousand more people came over, the north bank would be basically stable.
But the thieves are finally going to fight!
Wang Yao had discussed Huang Chao with the late Prince Langya. He was not a mediocre person who didn't know how to fight. Although he didn't know why it was so easy to let them cross the river, he now sent more than 2,000 people out of the camp to form an array and spread out
An offensive stance.
This is correct. It is possible to win while they have just crossed the river, are weak in strength, and have not gained a firm footing.
But Zhang Hanyu is confident.
Because the one who crossed the river was the one who built the capital and had many military exploits. He was not an easy person.
The marching drums soon sounded, and the two armies slowly approached.
There was only a distance of more than a hundred steps, and the two sides fired two rounds of arrows at each other, and they were immediately engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
Zhang Hanyu lined up behind the formation. He keenly discovered that during the exchange of arrows, the Jiangzhou army had already wavered. There were scattered soldiers in the formation who fled, but they were quickly suppressed.
Looking at our own side, no one fled, but they were holding on to the arrows. It was worthy of being the Iron Forest Army of Shao Thief who built the capital, but it was nothing more than that, right?
When the two armies met in close combat, it was obvious that Jiangzhou's soldiers could not hold on any longer. After just a moment of fighting, some people turned around and fled, which in turn affected other people, and the entire formation began to disintegrate.
"Huh?" Zhang Hanyu was a little surprised.
He expected to beat the opponent until the Jianjie Festival, but wouldn't it be too easy to win? Who are the people on the other side? Could it be that they are training with the local warriors?
"Dutou!" The generals on the left and right looked at him excitedly and said: "We won the first battle! If you stay behind, you have to say it first. The one who has the most merit can be appointed as the governor of Jiangzhou."
Among the five prefectures in the river, Puzhou is the governor of Jiedu, Cizhou, and Xizhou are rolling hills and not very interesting. Jin and Jiangzhou are relatively good. Although they have been affected by Li Han for several years and their household registrations have dropped sharply, each of them has
There are more than 200,000 people, which is pretty good.
The governor of Jinzhou will probably be punished by Liu Xun, damn it!
Then, only Jiangzhou can give everyone a chance to compete, but it needs to show real achievements, such as being the first to put down the chaos.
"Why did the bandit army become so sparse? Wang Yao's troops were from outside the town, so they wouldn't be like this." Zhang Hanyu wondered.
The rewards, equipment, and training of the Waizhen Army are exactly the same as those of the Yamen Army. They are commonly known as "Yawai Army" or "Zhenbing", and their strength is not bad.
"Du Tou, why are you thinking so much! The traitors can't stand it anymore and are about to collapse. Let's take advantage of the situation and rush in, drag the defeated troops into chaos, disrupt the enemy's formation, and seize the camp." said the general.
"Yes, Dutou! Tao Jianzhao's people have already crossed the river for more than a thousand people. If you wait any longer, you will miss the opportunity!" After saying that, he looked behind him and saw that groups of sergeants were crossing the river through the bridge. A thousand people had already crossed the river.
There are many, and the following troops are still moving forward.
Zhang Hanyu turned a deaf ear and continued to observe the battle situation.
The more than 2,000 people in the Jiangzhou Army had completely collapsed. The sergeants in the rear formation fled in panic. The people who were still fighting in the front formation were affected and confused. They were directly hacked and stabbed to the ground by the opposite party.
Not coming out.
The entire army was in a state of defeat.
"Tou!" The generals looked at him eagerly.
"Hang the flag! Beat the drums! Chase!" Zhang Hanyu made up his mind in the flash of lightning.
As soon as the drums sounded, the Jianjiedu sergeants who were eager to kill became extremely enthusiastic. They no longer had any scruples and rushed forward to pursue and kill them. It seemed that the fatigue on their bodies was no longer a big deal, and now they only wanted to kill the thieves and receive the reward.
The fleeing Jiangzhou soldiers cried for their fathers and mothers, but they seemed to be somewhat organized and did not run away in a swarm. Most of them collapsed to both sides, turning around the camp wall and turning to the rear. Only a small number of them were dizzy and rushed straight
Towards the open camp gate.
"Buzz!" Waves of arrows were shot out from the camp.
Infantry bows and powerful crossbows, one battalion after another, shot down the Jiangzhou soldiers who were about to retreat back to the camp.
The defeated soldiers finally woke up, turned around one after another, and collapsed to both sides.
In the camp, two thousand soldiers from Dingnandu had already dressed up and were ready to attack.
"The thieves are chasing after them. Although their momentum is strong, the formation is in disarray. You are all veterans who have seen battles for many years. Do you dare to kill them back?" Xia Sanmu lined up in front of the formation and asked loudly.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" the sergeants leaning against him shouted in unison.
Their shouts prompted more soldiers to join in the fight, and the soldiers hit the ground with their poles, feeling excited.
The commander-in-chief said, "The bandit formation is still strong, so we must let them charge in. When they are scattered, they can defeat the enemy in one fell swoop." Haha, is this necessary?
Xia Sanmu turned around, took out a piece of red forehead from his waist, tied it carefully on his forehead, took the Chang Ke ax casually, weighed the weight, and went out first.
As soon as the fighting general moves, the warriors in the front row follow closely behind, leveling their long branches and marching forward in unison.
Behind them, there are more warriors with clanging armor leaves, resolute expressions, and cold blades.
The sergeants of Jianjiedu rushed over to kill him, looking excited.
The sergeant of Dingnandu was silent and greeted him with a bloodthirsty expression.
"Poof!" Chang Ke slashed down with his ax diagonally, knocking the head of a thief to the ground.
"Kill!" The long-armed soldier in the first row stepped forward and stabbed the enemy's vital point with his rifle.
The enemy troops who had been pursuing and slashing in smoothly all the way suddenly encountered a tough opponent and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. In addition, their formation was somewhat scattered during the pursuit, and they were suddenly rushed to the point where they could no longer stand and retreated steadily.
However, they were very high-spirited after just winning, so they could not give in easily. At that moment, several junior military officers came out of the crowd with roars, hoping to use their bravery to lead the army and stabilize their position.
"Poof!" Changke's ax instantly cut into a person's neck, quickly and accurately.
Xia Sanmu flew out with his kick and kicked the man's body backward. He then swung his axe, mowing down several people in a row.
The riflemen were not afraid, and they cooperated with each other to withstand the spears thrust by the enemy soldiers. Their spears were as fierce and powerful as poisonous dragons. Even with their armor on, they could not withstand the blow and fell to the ground.
To cry out in pain is to retreat backwards.
The soldiers of Dingnandu became more and more courageous as they fought. They kept their feet on their feet, stabbing and smashing with their long spears, and they cooperated tacitly. The brave military academies in Jianjiedu did not even make a splash, and they were submerged in the jungle of the long spears.
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The enemy troops in the front suffered heavy casualties and were retreating steadily. The enemy troops in the rear did not know why and were still rushing forward. Their formation became more and more scattered and their voices became more and more noisy.
Xia Sanmu slashed down with his ax again. The enemy soldiers became fierce and did not dodge or dodge. They clung to the Chang Ke ax with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths and a ferocious expression on their faces.
"Bah!" Xia Sanmu spat, took a Mo Dao from the soldier's hand, slashed it down horizontally, and a head flew up.
Stepping through the thick pool of blood with his military boots, he quickly caught up with a soldier who turned around and tried to flee, and chopped him with all his strength.
In desperation, the enemy soldiers used their hands to block it.
Blood spurts out, and broken arms fly! The heavy Mo Dao is hardly hindered by anything, and cuts diagonally into the flesh of the enemy soldier from the shoulder, straight into the lungs.
Another kick came out, and the body, which was missing almost half of its torso, fell to the ground helplessly.
There are fewer and fewer cries of death on the battlefield, but the scenes are becoming more and more bloody.
The soldiers in Dingnan capital remained silent and followed closely behind the general. They had long swords, mo swords, epee swords, and long Ke axes. The warriors in the late Tang Dynasty were very skilled and could use any weapon.
With one slash, blood spurted out all over his head and face, and he didn't even bother to wipe it away.
Once the spear is thrust out, it will hit a bloody hole. If it doesn't hit, it will be withdrawn, and you will find the right opportunity to strike a second time.
They are like professional butchers in the market. They do not waste any extra effort and only use the most labor-saving method to perform slaughtering skillfully.
The spirit of chivalry and heroism could not be blocked for a moment in front of these cold butchers, and the blood of the enemy soldiers was spilled all over the ground.
"Pap! Pap!" That was the sound of shoes stepping on a pool of blood.
"Crack! Click!" That was the sound of the heavy sword cutting off the head.
The two thousand butchers have still maintained an orderly formation, and their coordination is not messy at all. The expressions on their faces are surprisingly numb and calm.
After killing so many people, I was neither excited nor scared, as if I was slaughtering cattle and sheep instead of people.
It seems that they are just completing a trivial job. And this job is to simply cut off the enemy's body with a heavy sword, pierce the enemy's abdomen with a long spear, and crush the enemy's head with a big ax. It's that simple.
, that’s all.
Professional killer!
I don’t know what kind of peerless warrior it would take to make their numb, professional faces look horrified.
The old men in the river can't do it anymore.
Jianjie was quickly pushed out of the gate and dispersed outside the camp.
"They are not human beings!" A large number of enemy soldiers fled in all directions. The wide wilderness outside seemed to give them a greater sense of security and distance from the cold killing machines behind them.
The life harvester array is still moving forward.
The blood under their feet formed a stream, and their heads and stumps were trampled into the mud. Some people had already changed their swords for a second time, and the ax blade seemed a bit blunt. The formation rushed towards Fen with an unstoppable momentum.
water.
The fleeing enemy troops ignored it and rushed towards the bridge, colliding head-on with Pao Ze who was marching north.
"They are not human!" meaningless cries were heard everywhere.
Some people couldn't squeeze onto the pontoon bridge, so they jumped directly into Fenshui, forgetting to take off the armor they were wearing.
Some people kneel down and beg for mercy, with runny noses and tears, but they are often greeted with a heavy knife and their heads flying high.
A complete feast of killing that does not accept any surrender. Once the life harvester starts, the only one who can stop it may be their creator.
There were 3,000 people in Jianjie Capital, and they collapsed just like that...
It only took half an hour from everyone rushing to be the first to rush into the camp, to being rolled back and driven out, with helmets and armor abandoned and corpses strewn everywhere.
The rapid sound of horse hoofbeats sounded from the east, and a large flag with the word "Xu" loomed.
