The rebel team walked up the hillside, and when Lianyunzhai gradually became clear, the rebel lieutenant's heart sank. The shouts of killing that he heard before were gone, and he could vaguely see the corpse lying on the ground at the gate of the cottage from a distance.
"Revenge for General Cui!"
After the deputy general saw that the soldiers on the wooden wall of Lianyunzhai were not densely packed, he immediately shouted. At this time, he hadn't realized that he had fallen into a conspiracy. Chen Xiaoru's lie was very good. He told the rebel lieutenant that Cui Niu'er was caught fighting outside the gate of the village, not that he had already been killed. If he had said that Cui Niu'er was dead, the deputy general of the rebel army might not have led his men forward.
Maybe Chen Bing will not move, and send someone to find out before mobilizing troops.
At this time, the rebels had arrived outside Lianyun Village, and it was already too late.
They have fallen into the pit, and what awaits them is the enemy burying them with shovels.
"Break through Lianyun Village!"
The lieutenant general of the rebel army roared loudly, and then pointed the horizontal knife in his hand forward.
The archers of the rebel army immediately moved forward, forming an array seventy or eighty steps away, pouring feather arrows towards the wooden wall. Most of them held bamboo bows with limited strength. Although they could send the feathered arrows about a hundred steps, they were no longer lethal. If you want to kill someone, you must get close and shoot the arrow within seventy steps.
And the two-stone hard bows in the hands of the soldiers on the wooden wall can kill people at a distance of 120 steps.
Many rebel archers were overturned by feather arrows when they charged forward, and Fang Jie's personal soldiers were the elite of the elite Shanziying. Although the total number of people on the walls of Lianyunzhai is now only seventy or eighty people, the damage they caused was precise, and almost no feather arrow was wasted.
In Fang Jie's hand was a hard bow of three and a half stones, which was already the strongest bow he could find in the army.
He took out an armor-piercing awl from the quiver, and raised the hard bow slightly.
The lieutenant general of the rebel army was at least 120 steps away from the wooden wall of Lianyunzhai, which was an area that the lieutenant general thought was safe. In fact, this distance is indeed safe enough. Since he joined the army, he has never seen a person who can accurately shoot a target 120 paces away. He has never seen a person who can draw a three-and-a-half stone bow. Although it is said that General Yin Poshan can do it, he has always been skeptical.
Among the rebels, not even those well-known generals have this strength.
The sharp arrow clusters of the armor-piercing cone pointed obliquely at the sky, and Fang Jie squinted slightly to look at the distant target. His arms slowly opened, bow like a full moon. With such a hard bow, there are not many left forwards who can slowly pull it away like this. When Fang Jie drew the hard bow, his arms were as stable as a rock, without the slightest tremor. Being able to draw a bow and being able to hold it steady are two very different things.
He did not pull the bow suddenly, but slowly, which required a strong arm to do so.
The lieutenant general of the rebel army in the distance was still loudly ordering something, and he didn't notice that the god of death had quietly followed him.
Fang Jie let go, and the armor-piercing cone left the string with a soft hum.
Feathered arrows flew rapidly in mid-air and drew a beautiful arc, first raising and then diving.
The lieutenant general of the rebel army didn't realize the danger at all. He just ordered the soldier carrying the ladder to rush forward. When he turned his head, the armor-piercing cone went into his neck with a pop. The cluster of arrows pierced through his neck and cut his main artery, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Under the sun, the color of the blood mist is particularly bright and eye-catching.
He raised his hand and subconsciously grasped the shaft of the arrow. After a few soft crackling sounds in his throat, he fell off the horse.
An arrow shot dead the enemy general one hundred and twenty steps away, and the defenders on the wooden wall immediately cheered. Seeing that the rebels crowded not far from Lianyunzhai were a little confused, Fang Jie put down his hard bow and said lightly, "Send a signal."
A soldier lit the fireworks that had been prepared a long time ago, and with a bang, a large group of flames burned in the sky.
The moment the flame exploded, the battlefield was quiet for a moment.
The rebels raised their heads and looked at the fireworks in confusion, everyone's heart tightened involuntarily.
At this moment, shouts of killing erupted everywhere!
Countless ambush soldiers came out from the forest on both sides, wearing fine armor, and as soon as they rushed out, they used the continuous crossbow and hard bow in their hands to carry out a round of massacre. The Sui standard continuous crossbow can fire twelve arrows in a row. Within a distance of about thirty steps, the continuous crossbow is almost nothing that can match the killing weapon.
The outermost rebels were caught off guard and immediately wiped out by Huang Yangdao's county soldiers. Feathered arrows poured out, and the rebels fell down layer by layer like wheat falling down by a sickle. The soldiers of Huangyangdao County, who were ready to go, used the new equipment in their hands to recklessly harvest life.
This was the first time they crossed the river and took the initiative to launch an attack on the rebels. The depression and hatred in their hearts for the past two years all broke out. They shouted and pulled the triggers of the crossbows like crazy, and when the crossbow box was shot empty, they drew out their horizontal knives and rushed forward like a pack of wolves.
Lu Fenghou rushed first!
He cut off half of the head of the rebel in front of him with one knife, and pierced the heart of another rebel with another knife. The knife was cold and ruthless, and so was his heart. In his cognition, the rebels are not human at all and do not need sympathy.
When the rebels saw countless soldiers rushing out, their inner defenses collapsed before they could resist. The main general died, the deputy general died, and the soldiers who lost their command ran around like headless chickens. The rear team began to turn around and run down the mountain, throwing away the weapons in their hands and just running for their lives holding their heads.
It was the first time that Huang Yangdao's minyongs killed so heartily, and everyone's eyes were red.
There was no excitement or joy in Fang Jie's eyes standing on the wooden wall, but only slight disappointment. These brave people of Huangyang Dao are fierce and powerful enough, but they are like a pack of wild wolves without a wolf. Now that he has the upper hand, killing people seems as easy as chopping melons and vegetables. But once in danger or in adversity, these Minyong who have not received any formal training may collapse in an instant. If they were to change places with the rebels, these civilian braves might not be stronger than the rebels at all.
Such a team, everyone is doing well in a smooth battle. Everyone strives to be the first and forges ahead. But in adversity, there may not be such a fighting spirit.
In the future, if he wants to rely on these brave people to settle down, Fang Xie knows that he still has a lot to do.
The defeat was like a mountain, and the rebel soldiers ran down the mountain like a tide.
"There's an ambush among us, run!"
"Oh my god... I don't want to die!"
The desolate and mournful shouts came and went, and the soldiers wished to fly away from here. The soldiers in the back team couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at this moment, saying that fortunately they were at the back, otherwise they would have been swallowed up by those wolf-like left guard soldiers. But how did they know that there was a group of wolves chasing and killing on the mountain, and there was a group of tigers waiting to go down the mountain.
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The rebels ran down the hillside, throwing away their helmets and armor.
They didn't know how many people were in ambush, and of course it was impossible to know that the troops who came out were not the elite of the left midfielder at all. If there are still people who can keep calm at this time, they will definitely see something. Although the Sui army in ambush was fierce, they rushed and killed without any rules at all, relying entirely on their blood, which was not a bit worse than the real Sui soldiers.
If it was a real left avant-garde elite ambush, they would never rush so scattered.
Huang Yangdao's soldiers chased after the rebels with their eyes red because they were killed, and only focused on waving their knives, unintentionally forming a rolling bead curtain, but this was not what Fang Jie wanted at all. What Fang Jie arranged was not a hearty victory, what he needed was to delay the battle for a while.
But Lu Fenghou is already like a lunatic, covered in blood and still killing people, how can he remember Fang Jie's confession before, and even if he remembers, he may not be able to restrain a group of men who have killed their beasts.
fortunately.
Fang Jie deployed the Shanzi Battalion cavalry at the foot of the mountain.
The horn sounded twice, but the brave men of Huang Yangdao didn't hear it at all. The arrangement that was agreed before was thrown into the sky.
Fang Xie's face turned cold, he jumped on the red horse and rushed out.
The ten elites from the supply battalion also got on their horses immediately, and the eleven rode along the river composed of people to ride the wind and waves. Among the crowd, Fang Jie saw at a glance that Lu Fenghou, who was wearing the Biejiang armor, was still hacking desperately. The soldiers following him carried the general flag, wherever Lu Fenghou went, the big flag would be there.
Fang Jie frowned and urged his horse to rush over.
"Chun Gu, lower the flag."
He yelled from the horse, and Chungu responded with an order, snatched the big flag as he passed by the soldier, then reined in the horse and waved the flag back and forth. Seeing the flag stopped, the minyongs in the back subconsciously followed suit. The soldier carrying the flag looked at Chungu blankly, and then felt a burning pain in the palm of his hand.
When he looked down, a layer of skin had been worn off the palm of his hand. It was the mark left by the rubbing of the flagpole against his palm when Aunt Chun captured the flag too quickly.
Fang Jie leaned over from the horse and grabbed the armor belt on Lu Fenghou's back, lifted him up and threw him back. This lunatic was still shouting and slashing in mid-air.
"The blood rushes to the heart!"
Chungu said with some worry.
Fang Jie nodded, jumped off his horse and strode towards Lu Fenghou. Lu Fenghou's eyes were full of blood, and he couldn't tell who was who. Seeing someone approaching him, he cut it off without even thinking about it. His knife hadn't reached the top of Fang Xie's head, Fang Xie's feet came first, and he kicked him on the stomach, causing him to fly backwards.
Lu Fenghou fell to the ground, and the horizontal knife in his hand fell to the side.
Fang Jie walked over and stepped on his chest, looking down at Lu Fenghou's eyes.
Lu Fenghou was stepped on and couldn't get out of his body, but his hands and feet were still kicking and beating indiscriminately. Fang Jie leaned over and slapped him on the face. The slap was so loud that half of Lu Fenghou's face turned red immediately. This beating made Lu Fenghou a little dazed, but he soon came to his senses. He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face, and then saw Fang Xie's cold eyes.
"Will... general..."
"It's tied, take it back first, and deal with it by military law!"
Fang Jie gave an order, turned his head and left, got off the horse for the scholars and butchers in the camp, pulled the rope three times, five times and two times to tie up Lu Fenghou.
When the rebels rushed down the mountain, before they could breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the flat ground, the dust and smoke in front of them rose up. They subconsciously stopped their steps, and after a while, the cavalry of the brigade rushed out of the smoke and dust, with long spears in their hands. A palpitating luster reflected in the sun.
The moment the cavalry appeared, the hearts of the rebel soldiers stopped beating.
There are enemies in the front, back, left, and right. They are really finished this time.
"Put down your weapons and don't kill those who kneel and surrender!"
Chen Qianshan asked the soldiers to shout, and this shout seemed to open a door for the rebels. I don't know who was the first to kneel down with a plop, followed by others. Huang Yang Dao Minyong, who was restrained, also surrounded him, stepped forward and pulled the hard bow away, and all the rebels had to kneel down.
Min Yong rushed forward and handed over all the weapons of the rebels, but he didn't collect much after packing up, it might as well have picked up more halfway.
Seeing that the situation was under control, Fang Xie turned his head and ordered, "Let these people stand on a flat place at the foot of the mountain, facing the direction of the rebel camp, form a defensive square, and all the archers in the rebel army go to the front." .Give them back the bamboo bows, and the Minyong of Huangyang Road will line up behind the rebels!"
"Chen Qianshan, take your cavalry out to meet the enemy, remember, let the rebels retreat when they see you!"
"Here!"
Chen Qianshan responded and spun out with the cavalry from the Shanzi Battalion like the wind.
Fang Xie held onto the hilt of Chaolu Knife with his hand, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.