This is like a beginning and an omen. The ice surface of Huai Shui has been bursting one after another, and this horse team has also made many cuts. For a while on the ice, there were figures scattered around like ants rushing to flee, but couldn't run at all, but they kept slipping and rolling on the ice with people and horses.
"There is an ambush..."
"Enemy attack..."
"Run away..."
"Condemned by God..."
"Go forward with all your strength, don't stop!"
Seeing this scene, Liu Hanhong, who also stumbled on the ice and knocked off his front teeth and bleeding with his mouth, also screamed with the greatest force of the air leaking voice after supporting him from the left and right: However, his voice was quickly drowned on the ice. In the chaotic and noisy clamor, except for a small group of soldiers around him, no one can follow his orders.
At this moment, the backbone of the Huaixi army to sustain the final force, in the air strikes that could not be seen or defended and resisted, it seemed to be suddenly crushed and disrupted the only remaining morale and backbone. And in that instant it became a mass of scattered sand competing for life.
Some of them pushed away and trampled their fallen companions desperately, trying their best to get rid of the armor and other burdens they left on their bodies, struggling to climb to the opposite shore with their hands and feet; others mobilized Yu Yongqian to pull and drive the mounts. , Turned back and stumbled around; but more often, under the ensuing blow, instinctively dodge and cried and screamed scattered all over the ice.
What's worse is the accidental casualties of trampling and collision caused by those mounts that lost control and were frightened and scurrying on the ice with their hoofs; this has further aggravated this chaotic situation. Many Huaixi soldiers who hadn't had time to get rid of and let go, they were struggling on the ice and dragging them farther and farther, until they hit an obstacle or were stepped on by mistake, and turned into masses of rapidly freeze-dried red. color.
And on the other side of the bank where the wind and snow are faint, in temporary shelters and camouflage strongholds made of bamboo, hemp rope, and sack; the Taiping Horse Army coach with a slightly open mouth makes Yang Shihou, also in some kind of quite happy and happy. In my mood, I watched this panic and tragic scene on the ice with a long tube lens. And beside him, dozens of light artillery carts of various lengths were still being filled by groups of gunners swiftly and without interruption.
Snow flakes falling on the heating tube, as well as the hot air vaporized by wiping through the chamber; and quickly solidified in the air into a cold mist that was blown away against time. But the firelight and smoke that burst from time to time, etc., have become a little distorted, blurred and misty. However, the balls that fell on the Huaixima team on the ice became denser and more compact.
Therefore, occasionally, you can also see the broken limbs of the centaurs and horses, flying up with the splashing bloody crushed ice at the impact point. Although in fact the frequency of shelling and the direct damage were not too great, it was an unhurried reminder for the Huaixi horse team that had already destroyed their minds and fighting spirit.
At this time, another kind of finely fried beans also penetrated the interval between the wind and snow and the roar of artillery carts, and vaguely reached Yang Shihou's ears. It was him who deployed the turbulence and infantry pawns on the shore, and began to volley and shoot the returning Huaixi soldiers; although most of them only had three-eyed guns, hand guns, and shortened versions of fire guns that were easy to use immediately, But it's enough to kill the Huaixima team, which is struggling on the ice and has no cover.
The scattered Huaixi soldiers who saw the ants trying to climb to the shore, fell on the ice one after another and couldn't struggle; Yang Shihou also let out a big sigh. He led these maneuvers, crouched and waited for so long in the wild, eating and sleeping, against the wind and snow, almost frozen his fingers and toes, wasn't it just to see this scene with his own eyes
However, a little in the ointment is that there are also a small number of enemy soldiers who have lost their helmets and armor, thrown off their weights and mounted their mounts to flee northward, and have successfully approached the opposite bank. However, as this time came, Yang Shihou became more cautious and prudent. At least he would never take this point of his subordinates to make up a man and horse so easily that he would compete with those Huaixi thieves on the ice.
Isn’t it beautiful to pull a sufficient distance across the ice and use firearms to bully the opponent, creating a situation where the enemy can only be beaten blindly? Thinking of this, he once again ordered to his side: "Shoot all the remaining firearms. Anyway, this round has not been defeated. I don't know how long to wait next time..."
Following his order, several small flags were once again waved high; then, from the many snow caves on the shore, they rose one after another, and there were many conspicuous and pungent fires and plumes of smoke. With a slight circling and tortuous trajectory, it was slowly thrown onto the scattered ice surface.
However, the killing effect this time is somewhat satisfactory. Most of them fell into the air in the wind and snow, and blasted a cloud of smoke or cracks on the messy ice surface. Splashing and flowing flames everywhere. It can be said that, with the exception of a few unlucky guys who were unable to dodge after being injured, almost no decent casualties were caused.
However, the next moment it suddenly changed. With the fine splashes of water and water vapor, the whole ice surface with cracks suddenly cracked in large pieces amid the spreading cobweb-like crisp sound. Come; and among the various screaming rushing and fleeing, the agitated splash and snow dancing, they disintegrate and disintegrate into more and smaller pieces; and then those who can’t escape and those who can’t escape The horses and objects all sank and threw themselves in the icy black river water.
All of a sudden, there were screams of horses and people in the boiling river, waves surging, and broken ice tumbling, as if a big pot of boiling water was boiled out of thin air in a whole block of frozen Huai water. . . . When the rising sun finally pierced the gloomy clouds that were as thick as a block of lead, and cast wisps of golden light on the surface of the water that was slowly restoring calm.
On the huge river surface that has stopped collapsing into irregular concentric circles, there is only a slight aftermath **, amongst the shallow layer of ice that has recondensed and the sloppy ice cubes, all of which remain before being drowned and frozen The posture and expression at the last moment, and the corpse of the blue-and-white centaur appeared in various weird forms.
On the opposite bank, only a small group of survivors with wet hands and blood stained hands and feet were able to set foot on the knee-deep shallows after the ice cracked under their feet, and then climbed up the rocky embankment with their hands and feet. Liu Hanhong, who survived the catastrophe again, was trembling under the influence of fear and cold, and almost couldn't stand up.
"Go...Go...Walk away..."
This was the only sound he could make after his mouth was bleeding and frozen again. And the son of Qianba Shenguang, who had been thinking of resurrection before, was left behind him with dozens of people who had lost their helmets and armor, and had inadequate mounts and weapons. He didn't even dare to stay and say more, so as not to have any thoughts in these only remaining guards.
Immediately, he was assisted on the last few remaining mounts, the best one; then he did not hesitate to drew his knife and stabbed to death the remaining horses, which had been cut by the ice and cut their ankles and could not go far, regardless of The smell of fresh blood was drunk one after another, and after the body warmed up again, he continued to embark on the road of escape with an uncertain future.
However, just as Liu Hanhong and his group were waiting on the creaking snow, they got into the plain white woods without looking back. They hadn't walked for a long time; but they almost ran into a bonfire that had just been extinguished. And the embers curled up in the forest camp.
—I am the dividing line —
And outside of Shanyang City in Chuzhou, the Wenzhou master book, Kong Liluo, who was a restraining teacher, was also yelling angrily:
"Punch your mother's tortoise son, don't run, I haven't avenged him yet!"
However, after receiving the news of Guangling's change of hands, he made up his mind. Suddenly, the Cai Zhou army broke through with all four of them. Obviously, these men under him could not be completely blocked. He could only yelling and cursing while personally leading the troops to meet his closest team, going all out to intercept and outflank this enemy. . (End of this chapter)