Chapter 1109 Mountain City (Part 2)
The night is the best cover, no matter which side is the case.
The defeated soldiers took advantage of the night to escape and climbed up the rugged hillside.
The soldiers were limp on the ground, while the officers looked worried.
The terrain near the Dalan River is different. The flat land can be more than twenty miles. Although it cannot be compared with Henan, it is not incomparable to the steep mountains and ridges on both sides of the river that burst into tears after entering the gorge. This flat land (where the Yong'an Palace is located), Xinwei Beach, Yangqian Tiebing Beach (when Yang Liang overturned his boat in the Eastern Jin Dynasty), and even the sandy rivers in the river such as Zhuge Gulei were all submerged after the Three Gorges were stored in later generations.
If such a flat land is rushing to the enemy's cavalry, it will be a great threat.
It would be fine if I was prepared. I transferred the troops formed by the refugees of Yong and Qin in the past to resist.
But I am afraid that I am not prepared, the bandit army went too fast...
As Li Cheng's Military Academy was worried, Fu An led hundreds of cavalry all the way west.
The moon is not clear and it is dark. The children hold up their torches and stare with wide eyes.
Whenever you encounter rugged places, slow down your horse and pass carefully.
When you encounter a plain land, you will suddenly speed up and run west.
Along the way, there are citrus forests everywhere.
There are many houses in the forest, gloomy and quiet. Perhaps there are people, but now they are all closed and trembling.
There are also many salt wells, and they are widely distributed. You can see one every one or two miles, which seems to be mined by private people.
The people in this place probably lived with this.
Fu An took back his thoughts and rushed through the citrus forest and salt well like a gust of wind. When he arrived at an unknown stream, he encountered a soldier who marched overnight, which seemed to be heading towards Changzhi.
The two sides encountered each other by the small wooden bridge and both found each other. "Crash!" The torch was unstable in the wind of the river. Fu An knew that he could not wait for the enemy to set up a formation at the bridge, so he directly issued an order to charge.
Several cavalry jumped out first, and the reflections of the iron armor and the long spear flashed through the night sky.
The war horses gasped and stepped on the creaking wooden bridge, and rushed into the enemy soldiers without hesitation.
Sparse arrows shot from the opposite side.
The knights completely ignored the sound of breaking through the air whistling in their ears, and even turned a deafening sound of war horses behind them neighing in pain or falling into the stream.
The sound of collisions, screams and screams rang almost at the same time.
The torch fell to the ground like a meteor. In the dark night, the crisp sound of weapons and the sound of cries suddenly became dense, followed by the chaotic footsteps and the howlings calling friends.
Fu An rode his horse across the wooden bridge.
There was already a strong smell of blood in the wind. Under the dim fire, he saw a tribal warrior being stabbed through the gap in his armor and fell down without saying a word. He was furious. "Bang!" I couldn't see anything clearly, so Fu An simply rushed directly into the place with the most people and the densest torches.
The cavalry following behind him followed suit. Everyone echoed each other and drove repeatedly until the horse spear was stuck in the human bones and could not be pulled out, and the knife was curled. Only then did they feel that the front was empty and the soldiers had completely dispersed.
The withered weeds burned, creating an extremely pungent smell of smoke.
The ground was full of corpses and torches and equipment scattered all over the ground, and the groans of the wounded soldiers could be heard everywhere.
Of course, there are also people who are holding their wounds tightly, allowing blood to overflow from the cracks of their fingers, and squirming towards the outside of the battlefield without saying a word. I just crawled and stopped moving, leaving only my wide eyes, freezing the last trace of my spirit, and quietly looking at the direction of my hometown.
All cavalry dismounted, recycled horse lances, replaced spare short soldiers, and ate some food and water.
The river wind blew up, and the fire became stronger and stronger, gradually spreading to the citrus forest.
The quiet houses finally made some noise.
Some people rushed out with the courage to rush out, holding wooden barrels and washbasins in hand, and hurriedly put out the fire.
Fu An glanced at him and met an old woman's eyes.
The old woman trembled all over, and the basin in her hand fell to the ground, and all the water was spilled.
Fu An waved his hand and signaled her to do whatever she wanted.
The old woman was like being pardoned and got into the darkness again.
After the rest, more than 600 people boarded the horse in sequence and continued to travel westward.
When we arrived at the east bank of Da'anshui, we encountered another army that had just set out, with about 2,000 people, and even fifty cavalrymen, walking with horses.
This time it was surprisingly smooth.
The enemy was unprepared and was scattered in one charge, scattered everywhere in the night.
Fu An rushed across the river with his cavalry that had shrunk to more than 470 cavalry.
He felt that he was no longer fighting for his military achievements, and he actually enjoyed the pleasure of killing.
Hundreds of riders rushed into the brightly lit West.
The soldiers who were digging ditches and strengthening the camp did not react at first, until noisy sounds sounded on the camp, and as time went by, the sound waves became increasingly fierce.
The two sides of the Dalun River seemed to wake up at the same time.
There were thousands of soldiers in the east of the lunar area. They were surprised to find that enemy cavalry had bypassed their defense zone and rushed to the west of the lunar area.
To be honest, Fu An was also surprised. Before crossing the river, he had no idea that there were still a large group of soldiers on the east bank.
It’s all because of this dark night!
What should I do at this time? If someone cuts off the back path, how can you go back? After all, they only have hundreds of cavalry. Once the enemy reacts, they will surround you to death. Should you stop when you see it?
Haha, this is not a problem for Fu An at all.
He decided to continue to fight! Taking advantage of the enemy's construction of camps overnight, and taking advantage of this chaos, we will stir up hard first.
The sound of horse hooves sounded again, a new round of charge began, and the killing was continuing.
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The northwest wind is cold, and the flag of the character "liang" on the mast is flying, making it sound like a serene sound.
Fighting the wind! against the current!
Yang Bao sighed and did not order an attack until after nightfall.
A fire broke out in Jiangguan on the north bank as the only guide in the darkness.
In the dangerous waves under Kuimen, more than fifty ships carried two thousand navy soldiers and moved forward with great efforts.
The helmsmen were sweating heavily and looked at the shore. The boatmen shouted softly and fought with the waves with all their strength.
The river wind is filled with an unpleasant smell of water. After smelling it for a long time, you will even have an illusion: this is no different from the smell of blood.
Fierce killing sounds broke out in Jiangbei.
Yang Bao, who was standing at the bow of the boat, looked up and identified carefully.
The sound of killing extends from high to low, extending all the way to the riverside.
The drums rumbled continuously, resounding across the river, attracting everyone's attention.
If nothing unexpected happens, it is the main force of Julu County Prince who has arrived - in fact, there are not many people, just four or five thousand infantry cavalry, and there is no supply for too many.
But just a few thousand men were like tigers in the mountains, breaking out from the middle of Yufu and Baidi.
On the Maling Road, there were flames and the sound of killing was shocking.
Under the uncertain firelight, Yang Bao even saw one fallen flag after another and an unknown general flag.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
The enemy navy on the beach in the middle of the river moved.
They tried hard to adjust their course, headed towards the north bank, and met with the navy parked on the Jiangpu, and seemed to be about to respond to the defeated troops. "It's this time!" Yang Bao withdrew his gaze, shouted loudly, and said, "Beat the drum!"
"Beat the drum!"
"Beat the drum!"
The orders were passed on one after another. A moment later, the thunderous drums sounded on his ship first, followed by the second and third ships following behind...
More than fifty fighting ships responded by beating their own drums and slowly gathering their formation.
The Jiang Tao was sinister, and some ships were beating the drums and there was no movement. There were only waves of horror in the darkness.
No one will save them.
Not to mention that it will be night, even during the day, they will not be able to save it, because they are sailing near Jiangzhongtan and the battle is about to break out.
The army on the sandbank also discovered this fleet that was raiding in the dark.
They were surprised that Kuimen is a ghost gate, and it is very dangerous to sail. You are still sailing at night, aren’t you afraid of death?
No one answered them.
Does of "fireballs" suddenly appeared in the dark night sky.
No, then it is not a fireball, but a burning pot of clay pots.
The jar roared through the sky, landed on the beach in the middle of the river, and on the ships moored on the shore.
The flames, like a dancing golden snake, instantly climbed over ships, barracks and even dry reeds.
Even, many pots were splashed and shattered in the air, and the oil and flames fell on the river surface, forming a stark fire, which was very strange.
"Kill the thief!" A figure of a fighting ship appeared near Jiangzhongtan.
The hook rope was swung hard, and the iron claws firmly clamped the ship's side.
Countless officers and soldiers of the Liang army rushed onto the enemy ship shouting and fought with the enemy soldiers who were extinguishing fire everywhere.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the fire is getting stronger.
The river water hit the cliff bank and made loud rumbling sounds.
The officers and soldiers of the navy on both sides swung left and right, stepping on the bumpy and shaking deck, fighting each other.
The army navy ships that were not affected by the fire tank slowly moved, trying to get rid of Liang's hooks.
The Liang army naval battleship was approaching hard.
The paddlers shouted loudly, the rhythmic sound of trumpet pierced the night sky, sweating on their faces, and fogs of steeping on their heads in the cold night of early spring.
"Crash!" Another wave of dozens of clay pots flew over and ignited a raging fire.
"Click!" The long hook hooked the enemy's ship's side. "Kill the thief!" The soldiers held high a shield and climbed towards the enemy ship.
Dense arrows were shot from the three-layer porthole, and the wooden shield was covered with white hair in a moment.
The roaring waves surged, the hull kept swaying, and from time to time, people screamed and fell into the river. Some people were even sandwiched between two ships. When the hull collided, their bones were cracked and their blood was vomited everywhere. "Boom!" The third wave of dozens of clay pots leaped over and almost all fell on the beach in the middle of the river.
Barricades, reeds, tents, wood, etc., everything that can be burned burned at an irresistible rate.
The raging fire burned from the shore to the boat and then returned to the shore from the boat.
Countless people ran out wailingly, and even jumped down without even caring about the cold river.
This raid directly stunned them.
The killing sound of Jiangbei had already reached Jiangpu. The navy ships of the army were firing thousands of arrows at the same time, trying to stop the Liang army's land division who was chasing him. Some ships in the rear couldn't help, so they simply retreated directly.
On the beach in the middle of the river, the fire almost burned out everything.
The heat wave hit my face, almost igniting my eyebrows.
One naval ship after another caught fire and then sank into the river.
The navy officers and soldiers cried and jumped into the cold and biting river water, and were soon swallowed by the turbid waves.
The Liang army navy was chasing him very quickly just now, and he didn't dare to chase him anymore. He cut off the hook ropes and retreated downstream along the river.
In a panic, a ship unfortunately hit the reef. The river water surged in. The navy officers and soldiers abandoned the ship and jumped into the water with panic on their faces. They floated and sank in the dark, shouting loudly, begging for rescue from the robes.
There are also ships that burned fire and lost control, accidentally hitting the cliff and smashing to pieces.
Anyway, a chaotic battle is even more tragic than the battle on land.
When the morning light came and everything was settled, only the incomplete shipboards and the burnt corpses on the beach in the middle of the river were left.
In this battle, the enemy attacked by water and land, and the army was defeated, and Yu Fu surrounded him and resolved.
(This chapter ends)