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Chapter 685 The world is from Yao and Shun (continued)

Although he had just encountered a crisis of escaping death and was once again in the bad news of losing cities and land; he was one of the few senior rebels who survived the war in Huang Chao for many years.

Fei Chuangu was not hit by this accident and setback. He soon followed the pace and orderly manner and gathered tens of thousands of people and food and grass for long-term support in Fuping City (now Fu County, Shaanxi).

Relying on the outside of the city, we are also in the Fuping River Valley, along the y-shaped trend of the Luo River to the east and Hulu River to the west, we are distributed in many military camps; the granaries are facing the three main valleys among the mountains and hills in the north, and are in a voluntary manner.

Soon, the people and defeated soldiers who were running like ants were the banners of the government troops that appeared one after another. However, except for a few armored soldiers with a flash of cold light, most of them were fur-robed and fur-haired infantry and cavalry.

This also made Fei Chuangu, who was watching on the high platform, breathed a little relieved. These Fanhu tents beside the Tang Dynasty city are certainly copied and robbed like the wind; but they are also not good at attacking difficulties.

Not to mention their suitcases and armor, even the newly recruited soldiers under Fei Chuangu were not as good as those of them. However, he did not relax his vigilance; after all, since these official troops could easily break through and fall into pieces, the cities and military camps in the north must have some support.

Therefore, when the flag representing Hedong Town and Daibeixingying also had a banner painted with the "Northern Duowentian" finally appeared at another valley entrance; Fei Chuangu was relieved and looked left and right and said:

"It turned out to be the Blood Bodhisattva Cui Anqian, the death-seeking husband is here..."

"Since the messenger has been sent out, let us treat this guy well before the king's army comes to aid..."

“That’s not the case,”

"I just listen to the old handsome guy..."

The left and right were also tactful and laughed out loud. After all, they were not without the confidence and capital to hold on; you should know that the Great Qi army and horses are no longer the same as before.

Compared with the difficulties and difficulties that were chased and attacked by the government army, they could only be wandering and fighting and the road. Nowadays, they not only have land and wealth, but also have a large number of horses to ride and carry.

The Hedong army horses against him were obviously flags, with many dark and old clothes; and everyone was so dusty that it was hard to hide their long journey. It was obvious that they had been separated in Hedong in the past two years and their lives were not so ideal.

Soon, the vassals who first arrived at the edge of the Y-type valley battlefield came forward on their own, and roared and launched a tentative attack.

The sand and dust that were rolling up in the scattered scattered and rolled up like a flowing cloud of gray pounced towards the front row of the rebels in the array; in an instant, in the chaos of the crowds of people and horses, they were hung up by the pits and companions in front of the formation.

So before the remaining vassal cavalry even rushed out a sparse and accurate arrow, they rushed to turn around amid loud sneering loudly, ending this round of tentative offensive with a slight start to rush into the tentative offensive.

"Be careful that these Hu dogs can make the scam... let the Shooter stabilize the position."

Seeing this scene, Fei Chuangu frowned slightly and continued to explain.

However, the Fanhu people rushed several times in turn, and the scale and intensity increased a lot; but they never could rush to the front of the formation, but just used the short bow in their hands to create about dozens of casualties.

Then, the more brightly colored official army flags finally appeared at the forefront of the battle.

As the first move, it was the banner of Zhaoyi Army from Shangdang. They wore gray-brown armor and curled helmets, silently and neatly followed the path paved by the corpses of the vassal army, and purged them up with their spears.

The front lineups of the wooden fences and trenches also rushed out one rain of arrows after another; however, the original shooting of the Fanhu tribes was greatly weakened in front of them.

Amid the sound of falling like raindrops, they were used to covering each other and left only sparse corpses and wounded people, and they instantly approached the forefront of the rebels.

Then, with a sudden roar, the hind fence was cut from the back of the ball card and the swords and axes were all cut off from the back of the ball; then the spears poked out from behind the fence fell into the trench.

After only half a minute, the first front line of the rebel army was easily broken through by these Zhao Yijun in close combat. However, Fei Chuangu smiled distractedly.

Because, after the Zhaoyi army killed the last hindrance, they encountered the second formation of barriers and deeper and wider trenches, and fell into it; the so-called rushing force was suddenly blocked.

At this time, the second formation of the official army, as the supporter and support, also came to the Datong army from Yunzhou. They raised their swords and swords and followed the path of the decline of Zhao Yi army, and quickly moved out of the way. They also climbed over the barriers and trenches where the corpse was flying, jumping into the array of rebels and chopping them.

At this time, the third formation of the official army also joined the battlefield. This time it was the Tiande Army from Fengzhou, a desert neighboring the vast sea; as a border army that was gradually fading in the Tang Dynasty; they were more father, son and brother in the army.

Therefore, although there are many figures mixed with the horns of the white-headed figure, the cooperation between the melee and the struggle between the small groups almost one-sidedly tear apart the increasingly thick rebel array, which was increasingly thicker and disintegrated.

When the sky gradually sinks westward, the Zhenwu Army, which is more like the Fanhu but more sophisticated in its veil, also joined the battlefield. Hedong is full of mountains, so local horses are also known for infantry; but the Zhenwu Army, which is adjacent to the northern part of the country, is obviously an exception.

Most of them were lightly equipped with spears and swords, and along the paths opened by the officials and troops in the past, they rushed over obstacles and depressions in the battlefield like countless streams of streams, causing a bloody storm of crying and shouting.

At this time, the official army front had already advanced not far from Fuping City. Fei Chuangu set up a formation along the river with arrow towers, mail towers and military camps. The last one was left. The Hedong Army, who was in charge of the central army, had not even made a formation.

At this moment when the sound of killing under the city was shocking, when Fei Chuangu returned to the top of the city, there were also many generals shouting loudly:

"Old handsome, can't wait any longer..."

"If you wait any longer, you can't get one back."

Fei Chuangu seemed to have never heard of it, and he stared at the far side without being moved, and was contaminated with the dimness of the "Duowentian" flag until the flag slowly pressed forward with shaking.

He suddenly let out a breath of depression, lowered Ni Jun's golden whip in his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Let the fifth battalion of the horse team attack from the east and west gates in turn... Go out of the west gate to attack the flags of the Datong Army first, and go out of the east gate to intercept the martial cavalry."

"I will lead our team to attack head-on later..."

With his order, the five-color flags on the city were about to move violently, and then turned into a violent sound of tapping through the city gate;

The sunset like a blood-colored sunset set, and as the horses and captains of the rebels rushed out, the rebels sprinting under the wall were rushing out; the officials who were chasing and mixed up in a group also burst out with shrill sounds.

However, it seemed that no one could save or rescue them; because before the Hedong army of our formation came to respond, these new forces that had already broken through the official army's flower-like resistance and scattered and cut them apart.

Then, with Fei Chuangu's personal attack, he drove back, and was defeated and collapsed like a rolling bead curtain. At this time, the Hedong Army flags standing forward suddenly stopped; as if they had given up their efforts to support.

At this time, Fei Chuangu, who had just come out with a refreshing feeling, heard the sound of warning gongs and drums coming from the city behind him; because, in the thin mist of dusk, a large area of ​​smoke and dust were once again stirred up.

Immediately, a team that rushed out of the city hurriedly turned back; they stood up with swords and spears and shields, and formed a row of seven or eight rows of horizontal formations; then slowly advanced towards the smoke and dust, and raised their hand to shoot a wave of crossbow arrows.

In response, a tall cavalryman covered in armor, like a "fighting beast", suddenly ran out of the smoke amid the fierce neighing sound, and a sharp horse spear under his arm, rushing into the array with a storm-like momentum.

Then the two rebel soldiers screamed and flew backwards, and they were pierced together by the strong cavalry's long spear, rushed forward several steps, knocking over the companions behind one after another, and then rolling down.

Then the enemy cavalry pulled out an iron whip after taking off his long spear, and took advantage of the situation to make the rebels in front of him fly everywhere; the war horses covered with all their bodies stormed under it, trampling and ravaging the human body they encountered; they continued to break, breaking several swords and spears before being stopped.

Following the cavalry, more and more "fighting beasts" in black robes and black armor rushed over and broke into the rebel army's formation. Like a storm, they used these soldiers as seedlings to be sought, and charged and harvested. After the horse spear was stabbed, they pulled out their saber and continued to fight.

Looking from afar along the route of the cavalry charge, it looked like crooked and fleshy alleys, piles of undead rebel soldiers lay on the ground, coughing and covering their wounds in the dust that the black armored cavalry had flown away.

As soon as someone was about to sit up, he was stepped over by the enemy swordsman who followed him, and then his head was suppressed by a shield. Blood splattered as his hand slashed and his head fell to the ground.

It was a light-armored infantry that followed the black-armored cavalry in the smoke and dust. After the silhouetted swordsman and spearmen followed the cavalry one after another, they began to harvest these scattered rebel soldiers frantically.

Therefore, the rebel generals who were left on the top of the city could only see that these enemy cavalry from the rear of the south quickly defeated the first formation in the city to fight and block, and then cleared the two wings of the second formation that the side gate tried to intercept.

Then it was like a rushing stream that was unstoppable, directly coming from the heavyest middle part of the second formation, and then chasing and biting the periphery team in the battle in the north of the city.
Chapter completed!
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