The night is the best cover, and no matter which side, it is like this, the defeated soldiers took advantage of the night to escape and climbed up the rugged hillside.
The local soldiers were limp on the ground, while the officers looked worried.
The terrain near the water is different, and the flat land can be more than twenty miles. Although it cannot be compared with Henan, it is not the unmatched mountain and ridge on both sides of the shore that are so steep that they see after entering the gorge. This flat land (where Yong'an Palace is located), the new wife
The beach, Yangyan Tiebang Beach (when Yang Liang overturned his boat in Dongpu time, he even had sandbanks in the rivers such as Zhuge Gulei, and they were all submerged after the Three Gorges were stored in later generations.
If such a flat land is rushing to the enemy's cavalry, it will be a great threat.
It would be fine if I was prepared. I transferred the troops formed by the refugees of Yong and Qin in the past to resist.
But I am afraid that I am not prepared, the thief army went too fast.
As Li Cheng's Military Academy was worried, Fu An took to see hundreds of cavalry traveling west.
The moon was unclear and it was dark. The men held up torches and stared at them.
Whenever you encounter rugged places, slow down your horse and pass carefully.
When you encounter a plain land, you will suddenly speed up and run west.
Along the way, there are citrus forests everywhere.
There are many houses in the forest, gloomy and quiet. Perhaps there are people, but now they are all closed and trembling.
There are also many salt wells and are widely distributed. You can see one every one or two miles, which seems to be mined by private people.
The people in this place probably lived with this.
Fu An took back his thoughts and rushed through the citrus forest and salt well like a gust of wind. When he arrived at an unknown stream, he encountered a soldier who marched overnight. It seemed that he was heading for a long time.
Both sides encountered each other by the small wooden bridge and both found each other.
"Crash!" The torch was unstable in the wind of the river. He An knew that he could not wait for the enemy to set up a formation at the bridge, so he directly issued an order to charge.
Several riders jumped out first, and the iron armor and long reflection flashed through the night sky.
The war horses gasped and stepped on the creaking wooden bridge, and rushed into the enemy's huddle without hesitation.
Sparse arrows shot from the opposite side.
The knights completely ignored the sound of breaking through the air whistling in their ears, and even turned a deafening sound of war horses behind them neighing in pain or falling into the stream.
The sound of collisions, screams, and screams rang almost at the same time.
The torch fell to the ground like a meteor. In the dark night, the crisp sound of weapons and the sound of cries suddenly became dense, followed by the chaotic footsteps and the loud crying calling friends.
Fu An rode his horse and rushed across the wooden bridge.
There was already a strong smell of blood in the river wind. Under the dim firelight, he saw a tribal warrior being stabbed through the gap in his armor. He fell down without saying a word, and was furious.
"Peng!" I couldn't see anything clearly, so Fu An simply rushed to the place where the most crowded people and the most dense torches were.
The cavalry following behind him followed suit. Everyone responded to each other and drove repeatedly until the horse was stuck in the human bones and could not be pulled out, and the knife was curled. Only then did they feel that the front was empty and the soldiers had completely attacked the soldiers.
Scattered.
The withered weeds burned, creating an extremely choking smell of smoke.
The ground was filled with houses and torches, equipment, and the groans of wounded soldiers scattered all over the ground.
Of course, there are also people who are holding their wounds tightly, allowing blood to overflow from their fingers, and squirming towards the outside of the battlefield without a sound. They just crawled and stopped moving, leaving only their wide eyes, freezing the last trace of their spirit.
Look quietly at the direction of your hometown.
All the cavalry dismounted, recycled the horses, replaced the spare short soldiers, and ate some water.
The river wind blew up, and the fire became stronger and stronger, gradually spreading to the citrus forest.
Those quiet houses finally made some movement.
Some people rushed out with the courage to rush out, holding wooden barrels and washbasins in hand, and hurriedly putting out the fire.
Fu An glanced at him and met an old woman's eyes.
The old woman trembled all over, and the basin in her hand fell to the ground, and all the water spilled.
Fu An waved her hand and signaled her to do whatever she wanted.
Old Ji Ru received a general amnesty and got into the darkness again.
After the rest, more than 600 people boarded the horse in sequence and continued to travel westward.
When we arrived at the east bank of the flood, we encountered another army that had just set out, about 2,000 people, and even fifty cavalrymen were walking with horses.
This time it was surprisingly smooth.
The enemy was unprepared and was scattered in one charge, scattered everywhere in the night.
Fu An rushed across the river with more than 470 cavalry cavalrymen.
He felt that he was no longer fighting for his military achievements, and he actually enjoyed the pleasure of killing.
Hundreds of riders rushed into the brightly lit West.
The soldiers who were digging a trench and strengthening the camp did not react at first, until noisy sounds sounded on the camp, and as time went by, the sound waves became increasingly fierce.
The two sides of the flood seemed to wake up at the same time.
There were thousands of soldiers in the east, and they were surprised to find that enemy cavalry had bypassed their defense zone and rushed to the west.
To be honest, He'an was also surprised. He had no idea that there were still brigades on the east bank before crossing the river.
It’s all because of the dark night!
What should I do at this time? If someone cuts off the back, how can I go back? After all, they only have hundreds of riders.
Once the enemy reacts, you will be surrounded to death. Should you stop when you see it?
Haha, this is not a problem for Fu An at all.
He decided to continue to rush! Taking advantage of the enemy's construction of camps overnight, and taking advantage of this chaos, the wolf would stir up hard first.
The sound of horse hooves sounded again, and a new round of charge began, and the killing continued.
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The northwest wind was blowing, and the "liang" flag on the mast was flying, making it sound like a crafty sound.
Against the wind! Against the water!
Yang Bao sighed and did not order an attack until after nightfall.
A fire broke out in Jiangguan on the north bank as the only guide in the darkness.
In the dangerous waves under Kuimen, more than fifty ships carried two thousand navy generals and moved forward with great efforts.
The cabin hands were sweating heavily and looked at the shore.
The boatmen shouted softly and fought with the waves with all their strength.
The river wind is filled with an unpleasant smell of water. After smelling it for a long time, you will even have an illusion: this is no different from the smell of blood.
A fierce killing sound broke out in Jiangbei.
Yang Bao, who was standing at the bow of the boat, looked up and identified carefully.
The sound of killing extends from high to low, all the way to the riverside.
The drums rumbled continuously, resounding across the river, attracting everyone's attention.
If nothing unexpected happens, it is the main force of Julu County Prince who arrived one by one, but there are actually not many people.
There are only four or five thousand infantry and cavalry, but there is no supply for too many.
But just a few thousand men were like tigers in the mountains, fighting out from the middle of the two cities of Fish and White Emperor.
On the Maling Road, there were flames and the sound of killing was shocking.
Under the illumination of the fire, Yang Bao even saw one fallen flag after another and an unknown general flag.
The enemy navy on the beach in the middle of the river moved.
They tried hard to adjust their course, headed towards the north bank, and met with the navy parked on the Jiangpu, and seemed to be about to respond to the defeated troops.
"It's this time!" Yang Bao withdrew his gaze, shouted loudly, and said, "Beat the drum!"
"Beat the drum!"
"Beat the drum!"
The orders were passed down. After a while, the excited drums sounded first on his ship, followed by the second ship, the third ship, more than fifty fighting ships, each beating drums and responding, slowly closing them down.
formation.
Jiang Tao was dangerous, and some ships were beating the drums and there was no movement. There were only waves of horror shouts in the darkness.
No one will save them.
Not to mention that it will be night, even during the day, they will not be able to save it, because they are sailing near Jiangzhongtan and the battle is about to break out.
The army on the sandbank also discovered this fleet that was raiding in the darkness of the night.
They were surprised that Kuimen is a ghost gate, and it is very dangerous to sail. You are still sailing at night, aren’t you afraid of death?
No one answered them.
Dozens of "fireballs" suddenly appeared in the dark night sky.
No, that's not a fireball, but burning pots.
The jar roared through the sky, landed on the beach in the middle of the river, and on the ships moored on the shore.
The flames, like a dancing golden snake, instantly climbed over the ships, barracks and even dry reeds.
Even many pots were splashed and shattered in the air, and the oil and fire fell on the river surface with flames, forming a stark fire, which was very strange.
"Kill the thief!" A figure of a fighting ship appeared near Jiangzhongtan.
The hook rope was swung hard, and the iron claws firmly clamped the ship's side.
Countless officers and soldiers of the Liang army rushed onto the enemy ship shouting and fought with the enemy soldiers who were extinguishing fire everywhere.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the fire is getting stronger.
The river water hit the cliff, making loud rumbling sounds.
The navy soldiers on both sides swung left and right, swaying on the bumpy deck, shaking endlessly, catching each other and killing each other.
The navy ship, which was not affected by the fire tank, slowly moved, trying to get rid of Liang's hook ropes.
Liang Jun Navy fought hard to get closer.
The paddlers shouted loudly, and the rhythmic sound of trumpets pierced the night sky, sweating on their faces, and fogs of gush gushed up on their heads in the cold night of early spring.
"Crash!" Another wave of dozens of clay pots flew over and ignited a raging fire.
"Click!" The long hook hooked the enemy's ship's side.
"Kill the thief!" The soldiers held high a shield and climbed towards the enemy ship.
Dense arrows shot out from the three-layer window, and the wooden shield was covered with white hair in a moment.
The turbulent waves surged, and the hull kept swaying. From time to time, some people screamed and fell into the river. Some people were even sandwiched between two ships. When the hull collided, their bones were cracked and blood was vomited everywhere.
"Boom!" The third wave of dozens of clay pots leaped over and almost all fell on the beach in the middle of the river.
Barracks, reeds, tents, wood, etc., everything that can be burned burned at an irresistible rate.
The raging fire burned from the shore to the boat and then returned to the shore.
Countless people ran out in a grief, and even jumped down without even caring about the cold river.
This raid shocked them directly.
The sound of killing in Jiangbei had already reached Jiangpu. The navy ships of the army were firing thousands of arrows at one another, trying to stop the Liang army's land division who was chasing him. Some ships in the rear could not help, so they simply retreated directly.
On the beach in the middle of the river, the fire almost burned out everything.
The heat wave hit my face, almost igniting the eyebrows.
One naval ship after another caught fire and burned, and then sank into the river.
The navy officers and soldiers cried and jumped into the cold and bone-breathing river water, and were soon swallowed up by the turbid waves.
The Liang army navy was chasing him very quickly, and he didn't dare to chase him anymore. He cut off the hook ropes and retreated downstream along the river.
In the panic, a ship unfortunately hit the reef and the river surging in. The navy officers and soldiers abandoned the ship and jumped into the water with panic on their faces, floating and sank in the dark, shouting loudly, begging for rescue from the robes.
Some ships burned fire and lost control, accidentally hit the cliff and smashed to pieces.
Anyway, a chaotic battle was even more tragic than the killing on land.
When the morning light came and everything was settled, only incomplete shipboards and corpses burned in the middle of the river were left on the river.
Chapter completed!