Less than an hour later, Tan Ma reported back that the Wenxiang Sect had divided its forces.
More than four thousand rebels came towards Zhao Lie's troops, and the other two thousand or so rebels continued to besiege Laiyang.
After receiving the news, Zhao Lie let out a long laugh, feeling very comfortable.
"Sir, the enemy is approaching with four to five thousand rioters.
We are all alone.
We can't avoid the edge for a while.
Why are you still laughing here?"
Zhu Ying also didn't care about the superiority and inferiority at this time.
When he heard When thousands of rioters were approaching, he was very anxious.
He was very puzzled that Zhao Lie still laughed.
He cursed in his heart, "You think you are Cao Mengde."
Fortunately, he still had a trace of clarity and did not question him face to face, but he was muttering in his heart that this young man must have gone crazy because of his disappointment.
Otherwise, how could he still laugh when a powerful enemy was approaching.
"I wish you not to panic, Sir.
What I am laughing at is the stupidity of the enemy general.
There are only ordinary people in Laiyang City.
It is okay to defend the city, but there is no way to go out to fight.
If I were the enemy general, I would definitely come with all my strength.
First of all, Only by defeating our army can we attack the city with peace of mind.
It is really a loss of strength to divide our army into two.
It shows that the enemy general has never experienced a battle and is at a loss to deal with it."
Zhao Lie laughed, and Yu Dabao on the side also laughed naively.
Zhu Ying thought about it briefly and realized that this was indeed the case, but even so, we were outnumbered and outnumbered.
"Sir, since this is the case, the disparity is too great.
We should stay away for a while."
"Order the cavalry to feed their horses and rest, and the troops will sit and rest where they are."
Zhao Lie ordered.
After a while, the cavalry team of more than a hundred people dismounted and began to feed corn to the horses.
The team sat down to drink water and rest.
Zhao Lie was also deeply wary of the large number of people in the Wenxiang Sect.
However, the soldiers under my command have a good rest.
Whether to fight or to go will be determined later.
Half an hour later, dust started to rise in the distance, and dots of black dots covered the road.
The Wenxiang Sect's followers arrived.
Zhao Lie carefully looked at the congregation opposite through the telescope and saw that many people were in rags and were mixed with men and women.
The weapon in hand.
Well, even if they were weapons, they had knives, guns, axes, rakes, hoes, sickles, and simply wooden sticks.
They were moving extremely slowly, without any formation, and it was so chaotic.
"Get up."
Zhao Lie shouted.
The extremely chaotic formation of the Wenxiang Cult opposite made Zhao Lie decide to fight.
All the soldiers stood up.
"Check the gun."
Zhao Da ordered.
The fire gun soldier inspected the fire gun in his hand, looking at the medicine door, trigger, barrel, barrel, etc.
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"Complete the team."
Zhao Da ordered.
The fire gunmen formed an eight-row line on the road, with the first four rows being fire gunmen.
The last four rows are filled with pikemen.
A neat square formation cut off the road, and the two sides went deep into the fields filled with residual snow.
Zhu Yingze and the carriage of the baggage team stayed behind.
This was what he asked for.
He was really scared.
No regard for dignity.
Li Shengming led, um, drove a huge brigade of thousands of people to approach the Ming army's queue.
He took a closer look and was horrified.
"Dharma protector, this Ming army is in a tight formation, all wearing iron armor.
They are powerful enemies."
Duan Kuiyan, the leader of his men, said.
Li Shengming was not a fool.
He also saw that the Ming army on the opposite side was not large in number, but the neat phalanx with swords and axes and the cavalry and infantry all wearing armor were the only elite soldiers of the Ming Dynasty that he had seen in his life.
"Duan Kui, if we retreat at this time, these rabble will immediately collapse.
Only by rushing forward can we have any chance of survival.
Fortunately, the Ming army is not large in number.
You immediately let Xianza rush in front, and our team will follow behind, charging into the chaos of Ming Dynasty.
After the army's formation, our troops will take advantage of the situation and attack, and they will definitely defeat the Ming army."
Li Shengming shouted, hesitating at this time meant that the whole army was exhausted.
Duan Kui was indecisive.
There was no way to retreat.
"As ordered."
Duan Kui gritted his teeth and hurriedly led his men to make arrangements.
During the meal, with the busy work of Duan Kui and more than ten of his subordinates, nearly two thousand male and female congregants were driven forward.
Six to seven hundred armored congregants ambush behind them and pressed towards the Ming army's formation. .
Zhao Lie had been watching for a long time.
When he saw the Wenxiang Sect setting up their formation like this, he knew that he would win without paying heavy casualties.
He never doubted victory, he just didn't want to pay a big price.
At this time The Wenxiang Sect arranged the mixed soldiers in the front, and a great victory was expected.
"Maitreya is here, invulnerable."
The eight-character mantra began to ring through the Wenxiang Cult team again.
All the Wenxiang Cultists became as excited and fearless as if they had been shot to death, and the chaotic team quickly rushed towards the Ming army.
Guo Erpang swallowed his saliva to moisten his dry throat, and with his whole body tensed and his scalp numb, he looked at the overwhelming number of Wenxiang cultists rushing towards the opposite side.
He saw men and women in ragged clothes brandishing eighteen kinds of strange weapons in their hands.
Exuding enthusiasm and moving forward firmly, Guo Erpang trembled all over.
"Steady, steady, you are just a village man and woman who has been deceived, hold on."
The various generals shouted.
They were all drawn from the Polu Army.
They were born in Liao and experienced the war with the slaves.
Opposite them This little formation is really not enough to see.
When the Wenxiang cultists approached to nearly 200 steps, "Load."
Zhao Da ordered.
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Guo Erpang hurriedly tore open the medicine bag with his mouth, inserted the propellant into the gun chamber, put in the lead bullet, and used a branch to hold it in place.
After thousands of practice, all this was a conditioned reflex, but he still I felt like I was taking a few breaths slower than usual due to nervousness.
It would be nice if Brother Hui was around, but Li Hui was a very good spearman, so he was just thinking about it.
"Upper shoulder."
Zhao Daming said.
The gunman held the gun against his shoulder and aimed it forward.
When the scent-smelling cultists approached one hundred and twenty steps, "Fire!"
Zhao Da shouted, followed by the sound of the suona and the brass horn.
Guo Erpang pulled the trigger, and a burst of smoke enveloped the phalanx with a roar, and was then blown away by the north wind.
The projectiles rushed into the enemy formation with a scream, and the thirty or forty believers in the front row screamed and fell.
The team was too dense, and most of the projectiles did not miss.
The believers who were not hit looked at the fallen believers in horror.
Didn't the protector say that they were not invulnerable?
What happened?
At this moment, the second row of firecrackers that came forward were fired, and dozens of believers fell to the ground. , the Wenxiang cultists' formation began to stagnate nearly a hundred steps away, and then the third row of firecrackers fired, and then the fourth row fired.
At a distance of nearly a hundred steps, nearly 200 believers were already dead or injured and fell to the ground.
Their miserable howls shocked the believers who had never experienced a battle.
They were all old farmers and had never seen such a bloody scene.
The front is stagnant, and the back is crowded forward.
In the midst of the chaos, the gunmen in the first row had loaded their guns and stepped forward to fire again.
Dozens more people fell to the ground.
At this time, the chaos of the Wenxiang believers in front began to collapse.
The hundreds of soldiers behind the formation were using swords and guns to force the believers to run towards the Ming army's formation.
When the third round of shooting ended, the Wenxiang believers cried.
He shouted and approached the boundary of more than ten steps.
They didn't have many crossbows at all.
The sparse attacks posed no threat to Zhao Lie's armor at all. at this time.
The gunmen retreated, and the two hundred spearmen advanced with their guns raised.
When the two armies met, numerous spears more than one foot long stabbed the believers.
Blood spattered for a moment, and almost all the believers in the first row were killed or injured.
On the ground, the second row rushed forward.
They were horrified to find that the axes, rakes, and hoes in their hands could not hit the Ming army because they were not long enough, and the Ming army's long spears, which were more than ten feet tall, killed them wantonly.
When the first two rows of believers were quickly assassinated by the Ming army, they fell to the ground.
Howls and screams filled the cultist ranks.
At this time, the cultists could no longer resist.
This was not a battle, but a one-sided massacre.
Even battle-hardened soldiers cannot withstand this situation.
What's more, the villagers and women of the Wenxiang Sect fled desperately.
They destroyed everything in front of them.
After all, they had nothing to fear from the pikemen and firecrackers of the Ming army.
They rushed the troops behind them into chaos.
He took them and fled backwards.
"The front team spreads out and the cavalry charges."
Zhao Da shouted.
A low brass horn blew a few rapid syllables.
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The well-trained front troops understood that this was the cavalry starting to pursue.
They hurriedly moved to both sides, and hundreds of guards urged their horses to rush out.
With the sound of horseshoes thundering, the guards chased the chaotic rear group of the Wenxiang cultists and started to kill them, creating even greater chaos.
The cultists ran towards the fields crying for their fathers and mothers.
No one turned around to resist, they just fled.
Since the remaining snow covered the field ridges, the guards did not pursue the pursuit into the fields but simply charged forward along the road.
This was a bloody road.
Countless believers fell to the ground after being slashed with swords and kicked by horses.
The cavalry broke into the enemy formation like a knife cutting through butter.
Zhao Lie did not pursue.
He just watched the fighting from behind.
He felt disgusted and helpless at the blood sprayed inside the Ming Dynasty.
He had to strike, but he also felt sincerely sad.
After a meal, the cavalry had chased for several miles.
Zhao Lie ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.
He was not interested in this kind of battle formation that massacred civilians.
What he wanted was to relieve the siege of Laiyang.
He believed that the Wenxiang Sect leader's head was still intact.
Will retreat and fly away.
The dull copper horn made a low and slow sound, and the cavalry immediately stopped chasing.
They had already reached the position where they could see Laiyang City in Shake, but the military orders were overwhelming, and they immediately started to return.
Of course, Li Shengming's head was not damaged.
When he saw that the situation was not right, he immediately ran away with dozens of guards on Pegasus.
He came to the foot of Laiyang City and hurriedly called Li Cheng to lead the more than 2,000 followers who were still in the system and immediately headed southwest to Fuyuan.
He went there because he wanted to hug Xu Tang for warmth.
Even though he knew that this was a useless move, he had no way out at the moment.
Zhao Lie immediately sent people to start counting the casualties.
Half an hour later, the report came back that 26 of his subordinates had been injured, but there were no casualties.
Most of them were injured by axes and rakes thrown by Beiwenxiang cultists, and two others were injured.
The people were injured after falling from their horses.
One of them had a broken leg, but the others were not seriously injured.
As for the Wenxiang cultists, more than 600 people were killed and hundreds were injured.
Most of them were caused by the cavalry pursuit, which shows the destructive power of the cavalry in pursuit.
At this time, Zhu Ying was also surprised and happy to return to the team.
He was busy taking inventory.
He couldn't pass the test if he didn't show off.
Just now he was equivalent to retreating from the battle.
He was also really convinced by this man.
Hundreds versus thousands, he was not afraid in the face of danger, and he defeated the Wenxiang Sect.
He Zhu Ying could only respect such a fierce man, but he could not afford to offend him.
Zhao Lie did not discipline the dead and wounded.
Now he had nothing to do but go to Laiyang first.
After bandaging the wounded and placing them on the cart, Zhu Ying was left to lead his own servants and five servants to clean up the battlefield, and the team immediately rushed to Laiyang.
Classical historian Zhang Tao was in a state of great sadness and joy today.
Seeing that the Wenxiang believers were about to attack the city in large numbers, and most of the defenders were civilians armed with kitchen knives, sickles, sticks, and spades, Zhang Tao felt very anxious.
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At this moment, the Wenxiang cultists withdrew, and he knew that reinforcements must have arrived.
More than an hour later, he saw all the Wenxiang cultists withdrawing from the siege.
Zhang Tao saw the embarrassment in which they fled, and Xin Daoguan When the army was victorious, he hurriedly sent people to report to the county magistrate Lin Dongze.
During the meal, Lin Dongze came to the North City Gate with his face flushed with excitement.
Lin Dongze was ecstatic.
It was not easy.
The clouds opened and the moon could be seen.
Master Wang arrived.
Laiyang and himself were saved.
County Magistrate Lin sent A little teary.
When the outer city was filled with the sound of Maitreya's arrival, he had made up his mind to commit suicide after the city was destroyed.
When they arrived at the city, Zhang Tao explained the situation.
Lin Dongze hurriedly looked into the distance.
There was no one there for a long time.
Outside the city, there were only discarded debris and tattered tents of the Wenxiang cultists, indicating the siege of the city for several days
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