Chapter 214 Avalanche There is indeed not much suspense in this battle.
Since the beginning of the war, the Yellow Army in the northeast has been killed by Mao Gui, and it has not dared to move forward even half a step.
Polo Buhua, the king of Zhennan due in the south, launched no fewer than five violent attacks, but was all bombarded with artillery by the Fourth Army and the Navy.
Timur Buhua, who was due east, successively invested three 10,000-strong troops of volunteers and one 10,000-man army of the Red Army, but they were beaten back by Fu Youde, Wu Liangmou, Zhu Chongba and others.
Although he still had enough reserve forces around him at the moment, he was unable to launch a new round of attacks as his morale was already low.
On the Red Turban Army's side, morale was on fire.
In particular, Wu Liangmou's Fifth Army did not dare to move their positions casually due to the general's orders, and could only watch helplessly as the friendly troops around them were doing their best.
At this moment, he was suddenly released, as brave as a lion out of the water.
Under the leadership of Liu Kui and Aslan, they roared and rushed towards the Tanma Red Army from the side, beating the opponent to the ground and retreating, without the ability to fight back.
"Steady, steady, come closer to me."
Xiao Buhuawu, a member of the Ten Thousand Households of the Tanma Red Army, was unwilling to be defeated.
He held up a steel knife that looked like a door panel and loudly restrained the troops.
Only by reuniting the team can we have a chance to reverse the current situation.
Only by regrouping the team can we stabilize our position and wait for reinforcements.
Only by regrouping the team can they fight and retreat, leaving the Tanma Red Army with its last breath of vitality.
Even to escape for their lives, everyone must hug together and walk together, otherwise, the pack of big and small wild wolves under Zhu Butcher's command will pounce from behind, and no one can guarantee that they can return to Luzhou alive.
"Steady, steady, cannons are not that scary."
"Steady, steady, Khitan men are not cowards."
"Steady, steady" Shi Shoutian, Ye Xiong and other commanders also shouted at the top of their lungs, trying their best to help Xiao Buhua gather the defeated troops.
Today's battle was so unjustly lost.
Everyone was defeated in a muddle before they even had time to show their skills.
The group of red scarf thieves on the opposite side, apart from having more beautiful armor and brighter flags, did not look like a group of soldiers.
However, they were just such a group of bandits, but they defeated the Tanma Red Army, which had been fighting for generations, without the ability to fight back.
How can one be willing to do such a weird thing?
Not willing to give in, but there is nothing we can do.
Frankly speaking, the professional standards of the Tanma Red Army were far higher than those of the retreating rebels and the pursuing Red Turban Army.
However, they were unable to adapt to the sudden tactics of the Red Turban Army.
With great difficulty, hundreds of people gathered and prepared to form a formation to protect themselves.
As a result, before the position could be firmly established, the Red Scarf Army had already pushed forward with cannons.
There was a "bang" from more than thirty steps away, and a large area of the Tanma Red Army in the front row of the general formation was swept away.
The rest suddenly lost confidence and left in despair again.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" The entire battlefield was in chaos, with artillery roaring everywhere.
Where the smoke started to rise, the phalanxes of the Tanma Red Army collapsed one after another.
The defeated soldiers who lost their courage were like headless flies, dragging their weapons and scurrying around.
Some of them bumped into the blade of another Red Scarf Army while running, and were chopped to the ground in a daze.
Some of them ran away regardless, knocking Xiao Buhua's handsome flag and shaking it.
"Blow the trumpet and ask for help from the prince."
Xiao Buhua, a member of the Red Army of the Probing Horse, took a deep breath and spat out the last two words helplessly.
As the saying goes, his own family knows his own affairs, and Wang Timur has at least 25,000 people as a reserve team if he doesn't spend time.
But 15,000 of them are all volunteers like Liao Jiajun and Zhu Jiajun.
I'm afraid it won't help if I send him here now.
There is also a whole team of ten thousand people, all of them Mongolian warriors.
Both weapons and armor are top-notch.
However, this Mongolian army has never fought against any enemy since it started decades ago.
Every time he arrived on the battlefield, he was placed at the very back.
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"Zhang Zhizhou, you personally lead all the volunteers to the top."
Sure enough, as Xiao Buhua expected, when he heard the horn for help coming from the front, Wang Tiemuer still only agreed to send out the volunteers, "Take Xiao Wanhu Take over, and then organize defense on the spot.
From now on, we will take charge of the defense and create opportunities for Zhennan King."
"Yes."
Zhang Song, the magistrate of Luzhou, agreed with a trembling voice, and rode towards the other three volunteers around him, "Liu Qiong, Xu Xing, and Wu Wenming, the three of you brought your team and came with me.
The imperial court has been raising troops for many days. , it’s time for everyone to serve the imperial court.”
"Kill, follow me to kill the red scarf thief."
Liu Qiong, Xu Xing, and Wu Wenhua drew out their steel knives and raised them high above their heads.
Although the shouts were loud, the horses under their crotches could not speed up.
Even the fifteen thousand "volunteers" behind him seemed to have ropes tied to their legs, and it took them a long time to crawl out more than ten feet.
As for the Tanma Red Army ahead, it was obvious that they could no longer hold on.
The entire military formation was torn into pieces, with only the last thousand men remaining near the flag of the general Xiao Buhua, like an isolated island in the waves.
But this last island is also constantly drifting backward.
It's just that the retreat was a little more organized and the pace was a little slower than the retreating troops elsewhere.
"Liu Kui and I will lead a group to attack.
You and the musketeers will come later."
Geng Zaicheng thought the island was too annoying, so he turned to discuss with Wu Liangmou.
Old partner Hu Dahai has led the army alone and is based in Huai'an.
But he himself became the deputy to Wu Liangmou, who didn't even have a full beard, which made Geng Zaicheng feel uncomfortable.
Therefore, the tone when speaking was never too loud or too small, as if he was the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army.
"Okay."
Wu Liangmou didn't bother with him at all.
He nodded and agreed happily.
"Don't go all out, just hold them back.
Then I'll blast them with a musket."
"Liu Kui, come with me."
Geng Zaicheng suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart.
He waved his hand forcefully back, then took the lead with a spear and pounced on Xiao Buhua.
If you encounter obstacles along the way, shoot them all, and you will lose your life.
Lest he make any mistakes, Liu Kui led the New Fifth Army Regiment to follow closely.
While on the move, the team spread out into a flying geese formation, pushing the broken troops toward the isolated island in the crowd.
Before the two sides came into contact, Fu Youde led 500 soldiers, Zhu Chongba led Wu Guoxing, Wu Guobao and more than 700 Haozhou elites, and they also marched over from the left wing and the front respectively.
Everyone moved forward in three directions, like one He opened his huge dragon's mouth and bit into Xiao Buhua and his last cronies, preparing to swallow them whole.
Xiao Buhua's main formation was squeezed and immediately shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Row after row of Khitan warriors fell to the swords of the Red Scarf Army.
In the blink of an eye, the entire military formation was squeezed from a rectangular shape into a flat oblique triangle.
"Steady, steady, we all have to retreat together or die together."
Xiao Buhua, who was waiting for the reinforcements to arrive, shouted, leading his cronies around him to fight and flee.
Zhu Chongba in the front was unstoppable, and Fu Youde on the left wing was like a mad tiger.
Only on the right wing, the Huai'an army that had just come up seemed not to have fully adapted to the rhythm of the battlefield, and advanced slightly slower, so that he could still feel it to some extent.
A glimmer of hope.
However, this glimmer of hope was quickly swallowed up by darkness.
Another Huai'an army rushed over quickly, each holding a firecracker.
With a very jerky movement, he poked out the fire blunderbuss from the side of the previous Huai'an army and aimed it at the chest of the Tanma Red Army soldier.
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"Bang", the violent wind and rain swept down the Khitan people like wheat.
"The first regiment forms in position to protect the second regiment.
The second regiment, reload."
Wu Liangmou, commander of the New Fifth Army, strode up to follow him, the general star on his shoulder shining brightly.
This is a new tactic he has just summed up.
The brothers of a regiment use cold weapons to block the enemy.
Another regiment used muskets to shoot at the enemy's chest at close range.
It's a little clumsy, but the effect is surprisingly good.
After all, in terms of killing efficiency, no weapon can compare with a small lead bullet.
As long as one hits at close range, a hole as big as a fist will be blown out of the three-inch thick door panel, let alone the flesh and blood.
"Set the gun, clean the barrel, chamber, and pot."
"Bite open the ammunition bag, fill it with gunpowder, stuff it into the paper bag and bullets" "Tighten it with a rod, hold the gun, and check the match rope."
The operating instructions of the musketeers rang out one after another in the team, with an inexplicable excitement in the coldness.
When the Tanma Red Army soldiers, who had just recovered from the stormy blow, heard this, they were stunned for a moment, then dropped their weapons and ran away.
"Steady, steady, Khitan men, live together and die together."
Xiao Buhua still wanted to work hard to gather the team, and tears fell down her face.
However, no one stopped to listen to his greeting, and no one could muster more courage in the face of unknown fear.
Rows and rows of sword and shield soldiers, spearmen, and crossbowmen turned around and fled in panic along the gaps deliberately left by the Red Scarf Army.
Even the bravest and most loyal soldiers dropped their weapons one after another, lowered their heads and joined the fleeing army, no longer daring to stay and face the dark muzzle of the gun with him.
"Khitan Man" Xiao Buhua from ten thousand households of the Red Army Tanma raised his head and let out a mournful scream, raised his door-shaped sword, and rushed towards Wu Liangmou.
Others can run for their lives, but he cannot.
He was a member of the Red Army, but he watched helplessly as the team was destroyed in front of him.
He, unintentionally, became the last member of the Red Army, and he had to fulfill his duties.
"Go home."
Geng Zaicheng rushed forward to meet him, passing through the chaotic and roaring troops.
With a flick of the spear, Xiao Buhua's broadsword flew into the sky.
Then he pressed the gun point on the opponent's shoulder and repeated loudly, "Go home, Khitan man, this is not the place you should come to.
Go back, the weather has changed, it's time for you to go home."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu" Xiao Buhua covered her face with her hands and knelt in a pool of blood, crying like an underage child: