"General! There is an enemy attack!" Xiaobing rushed to Zhao Junyong with a bloody face.
Zhao Junyong rode on the horse, his lips pursed tightly: "Who is it?"
Xiaobing: "They didn't hang a flag! Can't see it!"
Zhao Junyong gritted his teeth: "How many people are there?"
Xiao Bing: "Two troops rushed in from the north and the south. They are well-armed. They look like veterans. They are definitely not bandits and robbers, but they are not many. They should only be around 20,000 or 30,000."
Zhao Junyong was relieved when he heard the number. He had a strong army of 100,000 people, and he could not kill 20,000 people. He said sullenly: "No matter who they are, they have to leave my life here today. !"
As long as the time comes to ask who they are soldiers, it can be regarded as one's own merit, and it is also a military merit. When facing Peng Da, he will be able to straighten his back and let out his breath with his nose.
Zhao Jun rushed to the rear with his leader.
Chen Baisong and Li Congrong each led 10,000 people. They were like sharp knives, piercing the other's formation. Zhao Jun's soldiers had never seen such a scene. Each of these people wore breastplates. Fan Yang hats were on their heads, and long knives and spears were in their hands. The spear heads glowed with cold light, and the cavalry rushed straight into the hinterland as if they were no one.
Chen Bosong pulled up the reins, and immediately jumped up high, his horse's hoof pressing hard on the enemy in front of him.
He led 5,000 cavalry, 5,000 infantry, the cavalry charged into the battle, and the infantry followed the path opened by the cavalry.
"Take them down for me!" Zhao Jun shouted loudly, waved his whip, and fell fiercely, rushing into the crowd.
Sun Jiajun heard the general's voice and found the backbone. They picked up the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Chen Bosong and Li Congrong.
Chen Bosong shouted: "Withdraw!"
Li Congrong followed closely, the two turned their horses, and the soldiers rushed out after them.
Zhao Jun said with a sneer, "I dare to touch a tiger's butt, chase it!"
There are only so many people who retreat as soon as they see him. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is also a military merit.
The soldier beside him said cautiously, "General, don't chase after the poor bandits. Maybe they have other conspiracies."
Zhao Junyong: "I am timid and afraid of things! We have an army of 100,000 people, and they are not our opponents even if they come with 20,000 to 30,000 people!"
Xiao Bing took a deep breath: "They are quite well-organized and well-armed. I'm afraid there are..."
Zhao Junyong wasn't a fool either, but he turned his head and said with a smile, "The people who are here now are all going to Hanyang, and now there are troops who can come here, either from the little King Ming, or from that The people of King Nan, they are not as close as we are, and they can't get here even if they hear the news."
"If that's the case, those people should only be nearby family soldiers." Zhao Jun wore a determined smile on his face.
Xiao Bing's face suddenly realized: "As expected of a general! General has great wisdom!"
Zhao Jun glanced at Xiao Bing proudly.
He didn't know that Lin Yuan was on the hook, he knew the time in advance and set off a long time ago.
If Lin Yuan didn't hang up, then his inference was correct, and he wouldn't put himself in a situation of life and death.
Zhao Junyong took the lead and rushed over. They were not familiar with the terrain here. Even if there were scouts to clear the way, they would not probe too far. Xiaobing persuaded: "General, the scouts have not explored there."
Zhao Junyong wanted to strangle the talkative soldier to death, but thinking of how much the soldier's family had given him, he could only endure it, blue veins appeared on his forehead, and he said in a bad tone: "The road is dead, and people are alive. Yes, there is no change at all?"
Xiaobing still wanted to speak, but Zhao Junyong had already rushed out.
Zhu Yuanzhang was on the hillside of the canyon, holding a clairvoyance in his hand—a telescope. This thing was brought out by Lin Yuansu, but the lens used to make the lens was not glass, but high-transparency crystal. It was said that they were all crying and fighting, and the cost was high, but in Lin Yuan's opinion, it was worth it.
But it can't be mass-produced. Lin Yuan sometimes even thinks that if God could send him an engineering transmigrator, he can lift people to the sky and give him whatever he wants.
Even if you only know theoretical knowledge, it is better than someone who has made a lot of telescopes.
Zhu Yuanzhang's personal soldiers looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with admiration. This clairvoyance was given to the general by the Southern Bodhisattva. Everyone in the military camp knew that this clairvoyance could see very far and everyone could not see the place. You can clearly see everything you wear, and your generals have never let them touch them except when they first got it.
Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head to see the expression of the personal soldier, and found that this man was salivating, and he almost laughed in front of him. He smiled and handed the clairvoyant to the personal soldier: "Look at it."
The personal soldier took the clairvoyant with both hands, and he treasured it very much. Although no one knew how the clairvoyance was obtained, everyone thought it was a method of immortals. Only Nan Bodhisattva could create it. There are so many talented people in the world. Even if they couldn’t make it, Nan Bodhisattva could do it. Soon, did it prove the extraordinaryness of Nan Bodhisattva again
The enemy has not yet arrived.
The soldiers used their clairvoyance to look at the woods with relish: "This clairvoyance is really good. This is what the gods in the sky use, right? Only then can they see things in the world."
Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a while: "Maybe."
He also felt that Lin Yuan was extraordinary.
The longer you stay under Lin Yuan's hands, the deeper you feel.
Lin Yuan is like omnipotent except that he can't fight.
Even the milk tofu that everyone in the military camp eats is made by Lin Yuan. It is made of milk. It is a little sour and hard, but if you are full, you will feel full after eating a small piece. Everyone loves to eat this, although not everyone is used to the taste, but as long as it is full, it will be good.
"Have you seen enough? Give it back to me." Zhu Yuanzhang said helplessly as he looked at the clairvoyance of his personal soldiers.
Only then did the personal soldiers reluctantly hand over the clairvoyant to Zhu Yuanzhang: "General, do you think that Nan Bodhisattva will give it to us in the future?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile: "Such a crystal clear is not common, and Nan Bodhisattva also obtained it by accident."
The personal soldier sighed and decided to work hard to climb up. If he becomes a general one day, Nan Bodhisattva will definitely give him one.
Wouldn't it be nice to have a clairvoyance in hand.
Just when the soldiers were daydreaming, Zhu Yuanzhang's face became serious, he put down his clairvoyance: "People are coming, prepare!"
The soldiers quickly came back to their senses.
Chen Baisong and Li Congrong led people through the canyon, and when the last person passed through, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered: "Set fire!"
The filled grass balls were ignited by fire and rolled down the hillside. In addition to the grass balls, boulders rolled down together.
The two-round archer is ready. The accuracy of the arrow is much better than the traditional bow and arrow. There is no disadvantage except that the cost is too high, and Lin Yuan is a person who does not indulge in pleasure and is willing to spend money on weapons. So the archers are all equipped with ***.
Zhao Junyong knew something was wrong when he saw the two teams rushing into the canyon. Just as he was about to shout to retreat, a rain of arrows poured down from the heights of the canyon. Along with huge fireballs and boulders, the soldiers were not prepared for anything. , Sudden accident, did not wait for the order of the peak, and made a mess.
With the loud roar, no one but the people around Zhao Jun could hear the orders Zhao Jun used.
Just before Zhao Junyong told his men to wave the flag of retreat, Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Bosong had already led the troops down.
The canyon was narrow in front and wide in the back, and the front could not be withdrawn, and there was a rain of arrows.
An army of 100,000 people, when the military order cannot be conveyed in place, will become a mass of scattered sand, which is more deadly than an army with a small number of people.
The military orders of the army are generally conveyed by flags, and different flags represent different meanings.
Attack is a flag, retreat is a flag.
Changing formations is a flag.
But now, Zhao Junyong is holding the flag, and the people behind him can't see it.
Zhao Junyong was able to escape with his personal soldiers, but he couldn't. If he did, where would he go? When he fled, unless he changed his face to become a commoner, he would never be able to take the seat of the general again in his life.
"Kill!" Zhao Junyong raised his spear, "Follow me out!"
At this point, you can only fight to the death.
The personal soldiers followed him, and he fought head-on, even if the soldiers could not see his orders.
When Zhao Junyong was running in the crowd, the soldiers finally saw their general and found their backbone. The scattered sand reunited, and they regained their combat effectiveness, as if they were reborn.
Zhao Junyong held a bow and crossbow. His martial arts skills were extraordinary.
Chen Bosong raised his eyes and led someone to rush over.
He had to kill Zhao Junyong. With this person here, they would not necessarily win, even if they did, they would definitely win tragically.
If the thief is captured, the king will be captured first, and as long as the person dies, the army will disperse.
"Brother Chen, be careful!" Zhu Yuanzhang shouted and led his troops to chase after him.
When the two armies face each other, at the moment of life and death, one wrong step can cost tens of thousands of lives.
Li Congrong spit blood on the ground: "Damn it, brothers! Follow me! Go back alive and get promoted!"
There are clear rewards for military exploits.
Prize land - land is nationalized, no tax is charged.
Prize house, prize money.
Those who deserve too much credit are awarded officials and titles.
Sure enough, as soon as Li Congrong said this, the soldiers beside him all shouted.
Those who could not be heard in the distance were also screamed by the emotions of everyone. Their morale was high, and no one flinched.
These soldiers are all regular troops, they have been trained for at least two years, and each of them is upright and mature.
On the other hand, in Zhao Junyong's side, young and old accounted for 30% of the total, and although there were 70% of middle-aged men, their physical quality could not be compared with that of Lin Yuan's soldiers.
They fought desperately, just to catch their breath.