Most of the people were like headless flies, and some people had already begun to flee into the city in panic. Outside the city, a large number of officers and soldiers began to rush towards them, and within a few moments, they would capture the city gate.
At this moment, Wei Zixiang took a painful breath. He knew very well that Luonan City could no longer be defended. The plan for now was to save more people. If he continued to stay and fight with the officers and soldiers, by then the officers and soldiers would block the north and south city gates.
Everyone will be trapped and die in the city.
"Brothers, the south gate is still in our hands, retreat quickly... retreat to the south gate... inform the leader of the king immediately..."
Wei Zixiang raised his arms and shouted that the people in the city finally had a backbone and began to retreat to the south gate in an orderly manner. Liu Guoneng did not have too many people under his command, so he could only choose to defend the north gate first, and saw a large number of rebels in the distance.
go.
Luonan City fell, but due to Wei Zixiang's timely response, his troops did not suffer too much loss. The south city gate opened wide, and a large number of peasant troops ran south along the Shangluo Ancient Road. They looked back at the place where they had been stationed for more than two months.
, Wei Zixiang felt disappointed. It was hard to imagine that he had defended Luonan City for more than two months without incident, but this time he lost Luonan City in less than an hour. How did the officers and soldiers discover the ambush in Huashan?
There were fiery red clouds changing constantly on the horizon, and the sunset dyed half of the sky red. The vegetation was withering, the wind was flying, and the dust was dancing with the wind, intertwining with the blood-like sky to form a strange picture.
What a beautiful scenery, but for some reason, Wei Zixiang felt a chill in his heart. Although there was wind in May, it was not so dusty that it obscured the sky. Looking far away, there seemed to be something hidden under the sky.
They continued to go south, but the further they walked, the more uneasy they became. Not long after, a embarrassed spy from the front ran back in a panic. His body was covered in blood and there were wounds on his face.
Wei Zixiang once sent many spies, on the one hand to inquire about the situation ahead, and on the other hand to notify Wang Daliang in Shangzhou City, asking him to send troops to meet him. However, after waiting for a long time, only one spy came back. It seemed that he had just experienced
A bloody battle.
"Brother Wei... I found a large number of officers and soldiers in front, all of them cavalry. They went to Shangzhou to cover the two brothers. In the end... I was the only one who ran back..."
The spy looked moved and spoke, with large tears already falling from his eyes. There were two scars on his face, which made him look even more ferocious and terrifying.
Wei Zixiang opened his mouth slightly, and the hand holding the horse's reins trembled slightly. Although he tried his best to hide it, his severe panic could not be deceived.
"Cavalry? Why are there cavalry here? How many people are there? They..."
Before he could finish his question, Wei Zixiang's eyebrows knitted together and he looked toward the southwest uncontrollably.
Tap tap tap... boom boom boom...
A thunderous sound came from there, and looking around, it was the most misty place in the sky. The sound became clearer and clearer, and the earth also trembled slightly with the bursts of roaring.
Cavalry, a large number of cavalry, only a large number of cavalry charging can lead to such a result. Wei Zixiang's face instantly turned pale. Looking back to the left and right, his heart burst into pieces and turned into full despair. It was over, and all his subordinates were in two pieces.
How could your legs outrun a group of ferocious cavalry? On dozens of miles of flat land, facing the cavalry, it was almost impossible to escape.
The cavalry has always been a branch of arms that has been rumored by everyone. Since the uprising, when he moved to Shu and entered Shangluo Road, Wei Zixiang had never seen the officers and soldiers dispatching cavalry. Later, he asked his brothers who had joined the officers and soldiers and found out that
The cavalry is an expensive unit. So far, only the elite border troops have cavalry. Even in the Nine Borders of the Ming Dynasty, only Xuanfu, Datong and Liaodong can afford cavalry.
The cavalry was too valuable to be easily transferred to the mainland to suppress bandits. For the imperial court, using cavalry to suppress bandits was too extravagant. But now, the cavalry has really appeared.
Gradually, a black torrent appeared in the field of vision, and war horses galloped with power as high as the sky. The timid people began to have their legs tremble, wanting to escape, and their legs and feet were not in control.
Wei Zixiang cried out in pain, it's over! But even though he knew it was over, he didn't dare to run away. He had heard those old people say that when facing cavalry, don't even think about escaping. If you charge against the trend, you might survive. Just run for your life.
That will undoubtedly lead to death.
With a move of the steel knife in his hand, his left foot stepped on the stirrup and his right foot stepped on the horse's back, Wei Zixiang glared and roared, "Brothers, don't panic, stay closer and fight with the officers and soldiers... Carry it over, we have
Might live..."
Clamping the horse's back again, Wei Zixiang mingled with the crowd, relying on his trusted soldiers and horses to slowly regain his morale, which was on the verge of collapse. It was considered that Wei Zixiang had prestige, and with his efforts, the people around him gathered together obediently.
Maintaining a complete formation, only a few people were too frightened and chose to escape.
Finally, the cavalry arrived. They held cavalry guns and leaned on their horses to move them. The spear heads rushed towards them and they were sure to knock someone away.
Since the peasant army did not have a large number of shields to form a shield wall for protection, they relied solely on human shields to block the front. In an instant, the cavalry guns rushed into the formation, and the newly assembled formation was cut into several pieces like tofu.
Wei Zixiang swallowed his saliva and his head was buzzing. At this moment, he really didn't know what to do. He had finally tried hard to maintain a good formation, but he was so vulnerable in front of the cavalry.
The formation was cut open, and then a strange cavalry was seen coming over. They maintained an orderly formation, with their horses keeping a distance and connected with iron ropes. When the cavalry came over, the world changed.
It became a bloody slaughterhouse.
A Peasant Army soldier's eyes turned red. He roared and rushed over. However, the sharp iron rope swept across his abdomen and dragged him sliding on the ground for several feet.
There was a stain of bright red blood on the ground. He wailed in pain and instinctively covered his abdomen with both hands, but the blood continued to seep out from between his fingers. In the distance, half of a red and white intestine hung on an iron rope that had been dyed red.
"No...no..."
Seeing this scene, some people dropped their weapons, covered their heads and screamed miserably.
On one side are the battle-hardened Han and Mongolian cavalry, and on the other are a ragtag group of people. This peasant army has never even seen a real cavalry, let alone the kidnapping horse in front of them? In front of this cavalry, they have no power to resist.
This was a massacre, and the blood stained the earth red, blending with the red sunset.
...
In the distance, Tie Mo, Sha Diao and others were riding on horseback, looking at the battlefield.
Listening to the wailing sounds that kept ringing in their ears, there was no trace of joy on the faces of several people. Even Tie Mo, who was used to seeing death, felt a little bit unbearable.
Most of those people used to be farmers who had nothing to do with the world. They were once good people under the Ming Dynasty, living a life of working from sun up to sun down. However, natural disasters and man-made disasters left them hungry, and finally they took up
