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Qin Mu protected 20,000 civilians and fought and retreated. He had only retreated less than three miles from the city when he saw Feng Xi's 10,000 troops and horses. The sky was filled with yellow dust in the west, and then he saw countless left-wing troops rushing towards him.
From afar, the mountains and plains were filled with fleeing figures. Except for the soldiers near the large "Wu" flag who seemed to be in an organized manner, the others had no formation at all, just like countless locusts flying on the ground.
At this time, the left army that was chasing Qin Mu also retreated like a tide and rushed back into the city.
Behind the left army in the west, more rebels were seen chasing and killing them. The shouts and screams were deafening. The plains, hillsides, and both sides of the river, everywhere you could see were people running. Countless swords and guns were waving, and pieces of blood were splashing in the sunlight. The entire surface of the Yuanshui River was dyed red, and the floating corpses almost blocked the river.
"Quick, retreat!" Qin Mu roared at the top of his lungs. The more than 20,000 people behind him cried and looked pale. They stumbled towards the north. Some of them accidentally fell and were immediately trampled by the people behind them, unable to get up again. At this time, there was no order at all among the more than 20,000 people. They were like birds and beasts scrambling to escape when a disaster strikes.
Qin Mu had no time to care about the people. Zhang Xianzhong's rebels were chasing Wu Xueli's defeated soldiers, like the dark clouds of a storm on the sea, covering the whole sky.
As far as the eye can see, there are only people, and neither side has any formation. One side is desperately fleeing, while the other side is desperately chasing. The left army is being chased so hard that they cry for their parents and don’t even have the courage to turn back and swing their swords. They are like a flock of sheep being chased by wolves on the grassland... ... ... .
"Fifty men in a team, charge in staggered formations, cover each other, kill!" Qin Mu roared, and led Zhu Yijin, Li Shi and fifty other personal soldiers to charge out on horseback;
Su Jin's fifty cavalrymen who were confronting Hong Niangzi also withdrew and charged alternately with Qin Mu and his men. The men were like tigers and the horses were like dragons. They roared and their swords flashed like silk as they charged into the rebels that were spreading like an endless black cloud.
Liu Meng and his infantry also used the general flag as a unit, marching with sonorous steps, and formed a five-point plum blossom formation, which kept rotating like a machine, strangling the rebels who rushed over. This rotating five-point plum blossom formation has an advantage. After each team rotates to the front and fights for a while, they retreat to the center of the formation. In this way, they can get a moment's rest;
Especially when facing rebels with no formation, the power of this formation can be multiplied. Several plum blossom formations rotate continuously and form a large formation. Once the chaotic soldiers outside are drawn into the formation, they will immediately find that they are attacked by swords and guns from all directions, and they will be chopped into pieces while they are dizzy.
Qin Mu and Su Jin's cavalry were also divided into two teams, one team had about 70 cavalrymen, and the two teams formed a figure 8. They continuously attacked the periphery of the infantry's plum blossom formation, breaking all the slightly organized rebels into loose sand so that the infantry's plum blossom formation could strangle them.
Under Yuanzhou City, yellow dust rolled and the ground was covered with weapons. The crowd was like ants, killing each other until the sky was dark, iron hooves rained down, and hot blood poured down. The shouts were like thunder, roaring one after another, interweaving into a raging wave, one layer after another. It rushed straight into the sky, corpses covered the field, and streams of blood flowed into the Yuan River, making the sun and the moon dim and the blue waters scarlet... ... ...
The big flag with the Chinese character "Qin" on a black background and red characters carried a solemn and cold aura as it flew over the chaotic army. Qin Mu's armor was already blood red, and the roaring iron hooves would occasionally splash pieces of flesh onto his military uniform.
Liu Meng was worried about him getting hurt, so he and Zhu Yijin and others kept guarding him closely. Several riders were as sharp as needles and as fast as fire. With a loud "clang", Zhu Yijin fought hard with a rebel general who rushed from the opposite side. Then Qin Mu, who rushed from the other side, slashed with his sword violently, and the cold light was like lightning. "Bang!" Qin Mu chopped off his left arm under his horse.
The rebel general had just let out a scream when Liu Meng's giant mace, with the fierce momentum of his warhorse, swept past him with a "bang", smashing his helmet and head into pieces.
It was only a matter of a moment, and the body of the rebel general had been trampled into a meat pie by the countless iron hooves that followed closely. In the disorganized rebel army, Qin Mu's two cavalry units were like two demonic clouds, sweeping across the land, invincible.
Coupled with the continuous killing of the plum blossom formation of infantry behind, a blank area was soon created on the field north of the city. Both the fleeing left army and the pursuing rebels avoided this death zone like the plague.
Qin Mu led seventy or eighty cavalrymen to rush past the scattered rebels in front, but behind them was an endless array of organized rebels, covering the sky and the earth. Thousands of people formed a square formation, although they were not very orderly during the movement, but when you look up, you can see sword lights like snow, spears like forests, and shields like walls. Compared with them, Qin Mu's troops were like a piece of duckweed in the ocean, as if the other side could drown his troops with just a wave.
In front of one of the military formations, a large flag with the word "Zhang" on it was particularly eye-catching. Under the flag was the burly General Li Dingguo of Anxi, who commanded the sixteen battalions of troops under Zhang Xianzhong. Because he was adopted as a son by Zhang Xianzhong in Wuchang, he took Zhang Xianzhong's surname Zhang. Now he should be called Zhang Dingguo.
He had already noticed the unusual battle situation in the north. Although the number of Qin Mu's troops holding the black battle flag was small, their military formation was mysterious and fierce. The scattered soldiers in front were like snowmen encountering the scorching sun, melting in the constantly rotating battle formation.
Seeing Qin Mu's cavalry rushing towards him, he unfurled his flag, and before he waved it, a rain of arrows had already risen into the air, showering the direction where Qin Mu was rushing like a rainstorm;
Qin Mu was overjoyed when he saw this, because they were not yet in the range of the bows and arrows. The rebels on the opposite side were obviously frightened by the thundering sound of their hooves. They shot arrows before Zhang Dingguo's flag was waved down. This was enough to show that although this newly-raised rebel army was large in number, it lacked training and experience in dealing with cavalry... ...
Qin Mu's men and horses drew a beautiful arc like a scimitar and turned to the left. The yellow dust they stirred up was like smoke, making them appear and disappear. Only when the iron hooves hitting the ground like rain made an earth-shaking roar.
But the black Qin-shaped flag passed by a square formation of rebels, just like a sharp scimitar drawing a crescent-shaped arc of light;
The left side of the rebel infantry phalanx was constantly squeezed and cut inward by the arc of light. All screams were drowned out by the roar of horse hooves, and even the pieces of blood were covered by the diffuse yellow dust.
When the first arc of light passed, the left side of the rebel formation was in a mess, like a crop field ravaged by a hurricane, with corpses lying all over the ground and pools of scarlet blood. And this was not the end. The second wave of impact came like lightning after the first arc of light passed. This time, Su Jin's troops no longer passed in an arc, but cut at a sixty-degree angle and rushed in fiercely from the messy left side, like a huge dagger deeply inserted into the enemy's chest. The enemy formation composed of thousands of people collapsed like a sand tower under the two attacks.
After Qin Mu drew an "8" shape, he rushed in from another direction, crossed with Su Jin's troops, and once again cut a bloody wound on the collapsing enemy. Moreover, this wound was constantly torn and expanded.
Even though Qin Mu's team only had seventy or eighty cavalrymen, their power was no less than that of being crushed by several heavy tanks.
Zhang Dingguo looked at the broken army formation on the left, feeling both shocked and angry. Although he had a large number of troops, they were all refugees recruited in the past one or two months. In order to quickly occupy Huguang, he had no time to train them. No matter how capable you are, it would be a tragedy to encounter such soldiers.
In a tense battlefield, they simply cannot execute your orders correctly.
Just like just now, when Zhang Dingguo raised the command flag, it was an order for the archers to draw their bows and prepare, but most of the archers shot their arrows directly;
This is the same concept as premature ejaculation. In this case, do you expect to deal a life-or-death blow to the enemy? If you can't deal a life-or-death blow to the enemy, then you will just collapse... ...
At this moment, Zhang Dingguo had no time to think about the problem of impotence and premature ejaculation. Qin Mu's cavalry was extremely ferocious. After breaking through the army formation of several thousand people on the left, they killed them all the way and drove the defeated soldiers to another army formation. If they were not stopped, I am afraid that a huge avalanche would soon form.
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