"Boom boom boom..."

"Bang bang bang..."

Eight tiger squatting cannons on Zhujiazhuang's position roared in unison, and the two hundred Zheng Jiajia soldiers on the wall also risked the bomb explosion of the mezzanine, constantly pulling the trigger, and fired in such a cycle, over and over again, the shells and bullets rushed to the front, like a storm, knocking rows of Xuzhou troops who rushed to the front to the ground.

This picture is like a line-up shot on the execution ground in later generations. The Xuzhou army cannot advance or retreat. The soldiers were completely frightened, like a combined harvester cutting rice, falling down from afar.

Some soldiers who reacted faster finally woke up and wanted to escape to both sides, but the Xuzhou army's attack formation was too dense. Before they could escape two steps, they would be carried forward by the soldiers charging behind them until the people in front fell down, and it was their turn to be in front, and they would eventually be unable to escape and die.

The soldiers of Xuzhou army, who were charging behind, were frightened to flee in all directions when they saw the enemy's sharp guns and cannons.

However, they could not escape even if they escaped. The reinforcements who came to support rolled in horses and surrounded them from all directions. The fleeing Xuzhou army hit the head-on and was immediately smashed to pieces.

Despite the fatigue of the past few days, Fang Rusong rode a tall horse and waved his long sword and shouted, "The Ming Dynasty is a thousand victories!"

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

There were more than 5,000 reinforcements, of which 500 cavalrymen. Perhaps their usual combat effectiveness was not as good as that of the Xuzhou army. After all, Xuzhou is a big city, and the garrison must be relatively elite.

But they joined the battle at the most stalemate of the offensive and defense of Zhujiazhuang, and were a complete new force. Therefore, when they faced the already defeated Xuzhou army, everyone was like a tiger out of the gate and was unstoppable.

...

"It's over! It's over!"

Zhao Chongwen rode a white horse as stupid as a wooden chicken, looking at the Xuzhou soldiers who were chased and running, his heart was as cold as ice.

Damn it!

This is a defeat!

He obviously besieged 300 people with a three thousand army. As long as he was beaten by the opponent's three tricks, no matter how great the sacrifice was ahead, the final victory would still belong to him.

But now the opponent has an extra new force, and the force is greater than that of the Xuzhou army. When the Xuzhou army and the Zheng family soldiers were at the most stalemate, can this battle still be fought?

cannot!

He didn't have to look at it at all. He just needed to feel the roar of the new force shouting and killing, and he knew that today's battle was irreversible and the defeat was determined!

At this time, let’s run away quickly!

Zhao Chongwen shouted: "Zhao Fang, go and lead a hundred clerks to block the reinforcements, and the rest clerks follow me to retreat!"

As mentioned in the previous article, the most elite troops of the Ming army were servants who were only loyal to each general. The servants were Zhao Chongwen’s last means to save his life, and it was also his greatest reliance on shocking the Xuzhou army!

Zhao Chongwen's account has only 300 employees, but all of them are ten!

After sending one hundred clans to the scene, Zhao Chongwen was confident that he could hold the enemy back for a while, and he could escape from the battlefield smoothly under the protection of two hundred clans.

...

Zhang Chaozhong saw Fang Rusong and reinforcements rushing to the battlefield on the wall village. He was so excited that he jumped three feet high and shouted in a trembling voice: "Reinforcements are here! Reinforcements are here!"

Zheng Zhihu nodded, raised his sword high, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow me and rush to kill the enemy, kill all the armor!"

"Kill all the swords, and the armor will not be left!"

The Zheng family soldiers were besieged for a day and a half, and more than a hundred brothers died. They had already been full of fire. Now that reinforcements have arrived, the enemy has dispersed. It is a good time to take revenge, how can we miss it?

"Run!"

"Kill!"

Amid the shouts of killing soldiers from the Zheng family rushing to the sky, the gate of Zhujiazhuang opened, Zheng Zhihu was the first to rush out, and Zheng family soldiers flocked out.

"Kill the enemy!"

When Zhang Chaozhong witnessed this situation, he couldn't help but be brave enough to rush Yuntian. Regardless of the dissuasion of the Jinyiwei, he held up Shangfang's sword and rushed behind the Zheng family soldiers.

"Ming Dynasty, thousands of victories!"

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Chaozhong caught up with a Xuzhou soldier. With a loud shout, he stabbed directly from behind the Xuzhou soldier with a sword, stirring him up, and immediately smashed the opponent's back heart and died.

"Our family killed the tenth person, and finally achieved the tenth person's death!"

However, when he saw Zheng Zhihu in front of him slashing all the way with a ghost-headed knife, the pride that had just risen in his heart disappeared.

Because he had been following Zheng Zhihu, he understood how terrifying Zheng Zhihu was. He had already completed the slaughter of at least a hundred people throughout the journey, and even the ghost-headed sword blade was rolled up.

...

Zhao Chongwen has never been so embarrassed in his life. He has been running for an entire hour. The inner side of his thighs of the horse was already rubbing bloodily, but the opponent's cavalry was still biting him tightly like a maggot with bones.

Two hundred clans were ready to die, and turned back to intercept each other, but like a mantis armed with a chariot, he was crushed by the opponent's cavalry for only a dozen breaths, and he was crushed by the opponent's cavalry without even lifting up a wave.

I have fewer and fewer servants, but now there are only more than ten cavalry, but the cavalry that the opponent chases has never decreased, with a total of two hundred.

Less than a mile away from the Xuzhou city wall, Zhao Chongwen, who was at the end of his journey, was finally caught up by Fang Rusong, and Zhao Chongwen was doomed.

Fang Rusong was also exhausted, and the inner side of his thigh was rubbed into blood, but his mood had long been occupied by great joy, so that he forgot about the pain and fatigue of his body.

Because as long as he takes Zhao Chongwen back, regardless of life or death, he can make the first contribution of this war. In addition, he has the credit for leading troops in time to reinforce, once he returns to Beijing to redeem his merits, he can at least be promoted to a thousand-household official.

It should be known that his elder brother Fang Ruhai, who has always admired him, is only a thousand households in the Jinyiwei. If he can be promoted to more than one thousand households, then he can be on par with his elder brother.

"Why should this little brother be aggressive? As long as you can let Zhao go, Zhao is willing to give him 300,000 taels of silver, so he will buy Zhao's life." Zhao Chongwen was at a loss and could only use his best trick to buy his life with 300,000 taels of silver.

"Three hundred thousand taels of silver?" Fang Rusong said with a smile: "Zhao Shoubai is such a big deal, but Fang is afraid that he will have the life to take money but he will have no life to enjoy it!"

"Three hundred thousand taels are not enough, right? I'll give you 500 thousand taels!" Zhao Chongwen said anxiously: "This is already Zhao's entire property. Don't you be more greedy?"

At this point, Zhao Chongwen still thought the other party was bargaining.

Fang Rusong laughed disdainfully and said, "Hahaha, how can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan? As long as you are left behind, fame and fortune are all within your control. Why should I take the risk of greed for you? Come on, take him down!"

After saying that, Fang Rusong waved his hand suddenly, and the two hundred cavalrymen behind him immediately rushed towards Zhao Chongwen.

With such a huge difference in strength, there is naturally no suspense in the battle. It is worth mentioning that Zhao Chongwen lives up to the reputation of a military general. Seeing that he was bound to escape, he committed suicide by sword. Fang Rusong could only cut off his head and wait for the army to encircle Xuzhou.
Chapter completed!