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Chapter 410 Pursuit (Part 2)

 Heading west from Mi Shui, the road leading to Zhucheng passes through a series of hills and ravines.

Most of these hills are the remnants of Mount Tai and Mount Yi, and are scattered at random intervals. The valleys in between are mostly gentle, forming strip plains of different sizes, with shallow pits and ravines scattered among them.

Qiu Huiluo led more than a hundred elite men and chased them on horseback for a while, and then switched to walking. When he was about to catch up with the defeated troops led by Yao Yun in front, it was already dark.

The temperature suddenly cooled down at night. Although there was no wind, the moisture floated in the air, making the soldiers' hair and clothes become cold and wet. Qiu Huiluo planned to follow the deserters and sneak into Zhucheng, so along the way

They didn't even hold torches, and deliberately threw away a lot of their own military robes and armor, only secretly carrying daggers.

As a result, it was a bit painful to feel hot while running and to feel cold all over after taking a short rest.

Some of the red-coated troops who were at the rear were defeated and were not alert when they saw people coming from behind. They were just farmers who rebelled out of despair.

Some people simply sat down or lay down, panting, and asked: "Where is Ding Haijun now?"

Qiu Huiluo was Guo Ning's colleague when he was in Changzhou, but he was not from Changzhou. His ancestral home was Shandong, and he was forced to the frontier during the Taihe period. At this moment, he showed off his Xu and Pei accent and said loudly

: "It's amazing! I don't know how many people are behind me. I'll catch up soon!"

The defeated soldiers lying on the ground quickly stood up and shouted: "Quickly leave!"

After walking for a long time between wild fields and abandoned field ridges, it started to get foggy.

The mist is like an endless veil, blocking the view, covering the hillsides, woods, distant ponds and roads.

Although Qiu Huiluo and others had changed into the uniforms of the Red Coat Army, their fierce and fierce momentum was still there. More than a hundred people echoed back and forth, as if they were a big force, so many people walked and ran, slowly

They gathered around a group of people, and they actually seemed to regard them as their backbone.

Qiu Huiluo did not refuse. He had already planned that if Yao Yun entered the city and reorganized his defense, he would use these people as cover.

I walked like this for half an hour, one foot at a time, one foot at a time, and then stepped on the road again. In the mist, everyone could vaguely see the walls of Zhucheng, and seemed to hear the chatter of soldiers talking inside and outside the city gate.

After a few steps, I even smelled the food.

The defeated soldiers were all overjoyed and ran forward quickly.

Several Ding Haijun officers secretly glanced at Qiu Huiluo. Qiu Huiluo signaled everyone to stay vigilant and quickened their pace slightly.

Are such preparations made in Zhucheng?

After the city's guard general Guo Jie'er left for Pizhou, wasn't there no one in the city to take charge of the situation?

Taking a few steps closer, Qiu Huiluo even saw soldiers on both sides of the road, armed with swords and guns, lined up on guard.

Who is here to meet the defeated troops? Does Yao Yun have such ability?

Qiu Huiluo kept walking, but he turned towards the forest beside the road and stepped into the cover of the trees. Naturally, his subordinates followed closely, and several defeated soldiers of the Red Coat Army also followed blankly.

come over.

Immediately, several more subordinates reached out to hold the handle of the knife in their arms and stood behind them as if inadvertently.

At this moment, the sound of fighting suddenly sounded from the direction where Qiu Huiluo came.

Qiu Huiluo was shocked.

But on both sides of the road ahead, those red-coated soldiers who were on alert actually smiled, and many even shouted excitedly: "Fourth Lady is taking action!"

The defenders of various cities cheered.

Li Ting complained repeatedly.

His men did suffer some casualties in the previous head-on confrontation with Yao Yun's men. In addition, many of the horses were so tired that they stumbled and broke their legs while running.

After Qiu Huiluo set off, Li Ting spent some time reorganizing his troops, eliminating some of the soldiers who were unable to continue fighting, and arranged for the soldiers to have some simple meals. In addition, he collected all the horses left on the battlefield and fed them some food.

Fine material.

Although he is young, he has been in the army for a long time. Even if he is eager to make meritorious deeds, he will not neglect it.

When everything was ready, less than half an hour passed before he urged the army to advance.

The reason for being slow before was to give the soldiers room to rest, but now to be anxious is to get to the vicinity at the same time that Qiu Huiluo arrived at Zhucheng.

Ding Haijun's cavalry arrived at midnight, which would definitely cause panic in the city, and Qiu Huiluo could take advantage of the chaos. This was an old routine in Tangluo, Hebei Province.

But I never thought that after walking half way, I had just arrived at a long and narrow plain, and I heard the sound of clappers on the slopes on both sides, arrows shooting down like locusts, and fist-sized gravel crashing down.

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The cavalry chased all the way, and the entire team naturally stretched into a long winding snake. Suddenly they were attacked by arrows and stones. Many cavalry were in a hurry and unprepared, and they rolled down together with their horses.

Speeding at night, how can the people behind you react in time?

In the blink of an eye, the rear head collided with the front head, and a large group of people rolled over. The officer was still shouting, and the horse further behind was tripped again. The horse knelt on its front hooves, and the rider on the horse flew out from the front.

There were many fallen men and horses, and they were in a mess. Your spear pierced my horse's back, and my horse's legs broke his ribs. Then there were muffled groans and miserable howls one after another.

Some of the knights also reacted quickly. Many people in the rear immediately rode their horses and rushed into the wilderness. There were also knights in the front who reined in their horses and came back. They drew their bows and nocked arrows to shoot high up.

But what they fell into was a specially arranged encirclement led by Yang Miaozhen and thousands of people!

The bangs kept ringing, and the arrows came one after another. In this late night, the archers could only see vaguely under the moonlight, not to mention the heavy fog, but the knights rolled down really densely.

The archers of the Red Coat Army fired their arrows straight in that direction, and almost every arrow hit something.

Several particularly brave Dinghai knights jumped off their horses and climbed to a higher place on foot. But they were immediately besieged by several times more red-coated sergeants. In a moment, they were shot and killed one after another.

The Red Coat Army was indeed loose. After Yang An'er's death, the hearts of most of the soldiers also became disorganized.

What's ridiculous is that what helped Yang Miaozhen maintain the last bit of his troops was the incoming Jin army. They regarded the disintegrated Red Coat Army as military merit, as the source of their heads, and as targets for killing.

And this kind of fear that was deliberately aroused also became a temper.

Among the tens of thousands of red-coated troops, there will always be some ruthless people who are desperate to fight; among so many people who have long been in despair, there will always be some who will never let go of their hatred for Dai Jin and will never bend their knees and beg for mercy.

To a certain extent, this defeat allowed Yang Miaozhen to select truly tough steel from countless impurities.

In the past few days, she has been gathering such ruthless people from the remaining defeated soldiers to reorganize a team that dares to fight.

What she brought to Mizhou was such a team that would not surrender even in desperate situations. Even though more than 2,000 defeated troops in Zhucheng were reunited, the number of this army was still small.

But they are much stronger than the Red Coat Army imagined by Li Ting and others!

When Li Ting sent his army south this time, he focused on quick action, swift attacks, and surprise. A normal army would inevitably collapse in panic when faced with such a sudden enemy. What's more, the Red Coat Army knew about Yang An'er's death and knew that it was a sudden enemy.

The Xuanhe Red Coat Army regime no longer exists... They should have collapsed at the first touch.

But Li Ting never imagined that the fourth wife, Yang Miaozhen, would rise up in this situation.

When Yang Miaozhen arrived with his troops, the Red Coat Army had a new backbone!

The fourth lady is right, she has fallen to the deepest valley, the sea of ​​blood has reached her neck, and the Jurchen's knife has been marked on her forehead! At this time, what's the use of being afraid? Since it's useless, what's the point of being afraid?

What? Anyway, this fight is just for fun!

Then let's kill them quickly... First kill these group of Dingjun thieves who are taking advantage of Marshal Yang's death to reap benefits!

Li Ting reacted very quickly. As soon as he heard the sound of arrows piercing the air, he turned over and dismounted.

Immediately, his horse was hit by four or five arrows one after another, and died wailing.

He led a few guards to the back of the queue, trying to gather the chaotic knights. With his power, he quickly gathered more than a hundred people, and piled the corpses of the horses together as a cover.

However, there were ambushes on the high slopes on both sides of the valley, making it difficult to hold on. Li Ting often leaned forward to direct, but if he wasn't paying attention, he would be hit by an arrow in his shoulder.

This is not an ordinary light arrow, it is a bamboo arrow, it is a heavy armor-piercing arrow commonly used by the Jurchen Anmou army.

The three-inch wide and seven-inch long cluster of chiseled arrows instantly pierced his shirt and almost penetrated his body. Li Ting snorted and staggered back, blood gushing from his shoulder.


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