In early March, the main army of the Red Turban Army left the capital of Luoshan Province under the command of the Northern King Wutiance, and advanced towards the Nanchuan Province. The army was filled with roads and fields, stretching for dozens of miles. The energetic scouts and the commanders to run back and forth, and horses flew around on the earth.

Faced with an astonishingly large number of Red Turban soldiers, the towns and villages along the way fled to Nanchuan Province. The local guards and officials also evacuated to the nearby mountainous areas in an orderly manner, leaving the Red Turban soldiers with empty cities.

The number of Red Turban soldiers was huge. This time, more than 300,000 were commanded by the Northern King Wu Tiance invaded the Nanchuan Army's control area. However, Wu Tiance could actually control only 70,000 or 80,000 soldiers. The remaining Red Turban soldiers were commanded by leaders of all sizes and big. Wu Tiance was just a nominal commander.

The reason why these leaders led their troops to join the Eastern Expedition was mainly because Wu Tiance promised countless money, grain and women at that time. However, the army was moving forward all the way, and the towns everywhere were all implemented by the Nanchuan Army, which led to the Red Turban soldiers who were excited to attack the towns and could not grab anything. Dissatisfaction spread among the Red Turban soldiers.

As time went by, many red scarf soldiers under the leader had a crisis of food being cut off. The leaders went to Wu Tiance to ask for food, but Wu Tiance himself had to raise 70,000 to 80,000 troops, so how could there be extra for these leaders?

So in desperation, Wu Tiance could only separate these leaders from the army and let them act on their own. They did not have to act with the army in a unified manner. They just had to agree to invade the Nanchuan Province half a month later.

The leaders of all sizes were forced to leave the provincial avenue and led their troops to advance towards the depth of the left and right wings, hoping to go to villages and towns farther away to obtain food, but this was just a time for Lin Chuan to defeat them.

Lin Chuan moved all the villages and towns within 200 miles of the Provincial Avenue. The Red Turban soldiers advanced to both sides of the road to find food unless they were two hundred miles away, which would be at least one or two days. Even if they encountered the attack of the Nanchuan army, they would not have time to ask for help from their main force.

On March 8, a red scarf soldier with a population of 8,000 people broke into the Changchuan Valley area in the north of the provincial highway after two days of exhaustion. Here they finally plundered the first village in a few days.

The red scarf soldiers, like wolves and tigers, have long been exhausted. They poured into this village from all directions and began unscrupulous slaughter and looting. In less than half an hour, the originally quiet and peaceful village was filled with smoke and turned into ruins, and all the old, weak, women and children were slaughtered.

The happy red-weaver soldiers had not had a full meal for several days. They immediately slaughtered cattle and sheep on the spot to have a good meal, but their good luck ended here.

After learning that the Red Turban soldiers arrived in this area, the Xiage Legion hidden in this area immediately sent a cavalry battalion to give a painful blow, but the cavalry battalion was still one step slower, and the Red Turban soldiers had already slaughtered the village.

Above the high hills, black battle flags were flying, and three thousand Nanchuan cavalrymen in the cavalry camp were unsheathed, and each cavalry had a murderous look on his face.

"Brothers! These miscellaneous people have slaughtered our people! What do you think of?" The flag battalion commander pointed at the red-scarved soldiers who were burying pots and making rice in the valley with a heavy ring-headed knife in his hand and roared.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The murderous shouts of killing came from the cavalry's hearts, shaking the birds and beasts in the surrounding mountains and forests. The huge shouts of killing also woke up the red-scarred soldiers who were killing pigs and sheep.

However, the Red Turban soldiers at this moment did not realize the danger. They lazily looked at the hills and looked at the black battle flags with excitement. They had been looking for the main force of the Nanchuan Army to fight but could not find it. But now they did not make them excited when they appeared in front of them.

But soon their smiles solidified, and three thousand iron cavalry poured down from Gaogang, as unstoppable as an avalanche. Three thousand swords with snow-like ring-headed swords were like white belts under the sunlight, and the red scarf soldiers could not open their eyes.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

A shrill shouting sounded at the Red Turban Soldiers' camp. The Red Turban Soldiers holding their rice bowls immediately changed their faces when they saw the black cavalry pouring in. They paniced and grabbed their weapons. The entire camp was in chaos, with the pot and bowl broken, and they kept scolding them.

Before the eight thousand red scarf soldiers had time to line up, three thousand black cavalry had already crashed into their camp like wind and clouds. The cavalry lined up in dense formations, and the cavalry in armor were like steel monsters, with pairs of striking cold lights full of anger.

The Red Turban soldiers shouted in horror, but they were soon submerged by the iron cavalry, and then they were trampled into meat by the rolling war horses. The brave Red Turban soldiers tried to resist, but their personal strength was too weak to face the charge of the iron cavalry, and they were knocked out before they could even scream, and bright red blood was sprinkled in the air.

"puff!!"

The cavalry had a cold face, and the ring-headed knife in their hands slashed down, and the red scarf's head moved, and the blood poured into the sky on the war horses, turning bloody.

The pungent smell of blood made the war horses extremely violent. The horse's hooves soared, and the red scarf soldiers were kicked to the ground by the war horses, and then their ribs were broken.

The Nanchuan cavalry is no longer the young cavalry that was first established. The cavalry who has experienced countless sinister battles have become cold-blooded butchers on the battlefield. They are the enemy's nightmare, and the sword is pointed at by the sword. They are invincible and invincible.

The resistance of the eight thousand Red Turban soldiers was instantly disintegrated, and their camp was also shattered by the cavalry's charge. The Red Turban soldiers have never been a force that can fight fierce battles. Their loose structure destined that they could only fight with the wind. Once they encountered a strong enemy, they would collapse immediately.

The Red Turban soldiers cried and fled in scattered all over the ground, and the weapons and military flags were thrown all over the ground. The black cavalry was so terrible that they were simply demons. This was what the Red Turban soldiers thought at this moment. They stepped aside their legs and wanted to escape from this place. Anyway, the Red Turban soldiers had no idea of ​​desertion, so it was natural to escape if they could not defeat them.

"No one left!"

Facing the Red Turban soldiers fleeing all over the mountains, the cavalry commander gave a cold order. The cavalry that had originally gathered together immediately divided into countless strangulation teams and chased towards the fleeing Red Turban soldiers.

After all, two legs could not run four legs. At night, all the chasing cavalry teams had returned. Each cavalry was covered in blood. There were a long list of heads hanging behind their mounts. Those were their spoils. Except for a very few who escaped the net, the rest were killed.
Chapter completed!