Chapter 311: Bloody Battle at the Cities

The opponent's foothold was not stable, and he caught the opponent off guard. This is the minimum knowledge of every general. General Zhou, who was stationed in Linyi, naturally understood this truth.

When the dust on the horizon began to rise, the commanders and the flag-holding officers began to issue orders to the various thousand households, moved forward in the formation and slowly met. The movement of more than 10,000 people was really extraordinary. With the momentum of the chaotic troops on the opposite side, the ground felt like it was shaking loudly.

There was not much time. When the two sides were about a few hundred steps away, Zhou Guerrilla immediately sent an order, and the three thousand households in the front immediately attacked. He had no idea of ​​preserving his strength. He could naturally replenish the young and strong troops in it. Moreover, the three thousand households who had just moved to the front were probably six or seven hundred horses. The young and strong troops mixed with the old, weak, sick and disabled will never resist the attack of the horse team.

The three Qianhu led the team also knew the intention. As they moved, the horse team naturally focused on the front of the team. They had no idea of ​​jogging first to save horsepower. They aimed at the formation directly, and they were so murderous that they could rush their horses forward with great force.

After the official army's cavalry rushed up, the formation of the rioter suddenly stopped. Zhou Guzhe laughed at the formation and said proudly:

"These farmers who farmed must have not seen so many horses. Guys, please wait and kill me with me later!"

However, the three thousand households who rushed to the front did not have the ambition of him at this time. When they rushed to the other party's formation, the generals and soldiers riding on the horse suddenly realized that there seemed to be no old, weak, sick and disabled in the other party's team, and they did not seem to be afraid of not moving, but formed a formation in a tidy formation.

But the horse was already running, and no matter what, it could not withdraw at this time. The Qianhu, the leader, shouted:

"Brothers, rush, they are so scared that they dare not move."

The horses were getting closer and closer. The officers in front were smart enough to slow down their horses slightly. However, when they were still more than ten steps away, they saw the look of fear in the eyes of the soldiers in front of them. They looked like they were about to run away, and they were so scared that they were terrified.

Unexpectedly, a sudden gong sounded, and countless spears suddenly erected in the first row of the riot army. It was not the hasty wooden pole that was cut with iron heads, but the horse-resisting rifle made in the Ming craftsman camp. This spear was generally used in the battle against the Mongolian Tartars in the Jiubian.

Looking at the chirping tip of the gun, the horses could not hold back. A few horses that reacted suddenly stopped and stood up. The officers and soldiers above were not so lucky at all. They were thrown up from above. More people were even more lucky and were so directly placed on the horse-rejecting gun.

He pointed at the horse-rejecting rifle above and stabbed the horse and the people. Some of the horses behind wanted to stop, while others wanted to turn away, but they were already in chaos.

There were suddenly two gongs in the chaos army formation. The three rows of people in the front were used to control the first row of horse-rejected rifles. After hearing the gong, they almost pushed the horse-rejected rifles forward with the push action. The first wave of the official army's horses was broken. If the cavalry did not attack at high speed, they stood in place and slashed condescendingly, then he was not as good as infantry. Three thousand households quickly turned the horses and ran towards both sides with their remaining subordinates.

It is too late to run towards the back now, because the formation of the army has been moving, and if you run back, it will only storm its own formation, which is a great sin. The three infantrymen under Qianhu were about to rush in front of them, and they also wanted to run, but the army led by Zhou Guerrilla was pressing forward step by step.

If you run back, you will definitely be killed on the spot as a defeated soldier and follow the horse team to both sides, but the speed is not fast enough, and you may be crushed to pieces by the army of both sides. Six or seven hundred households also understood the scene, and while moaning loudly, they were shouting at their own luck, they shouted their subordinates to charge.

No one expected that the rioters holding the rifle at the front still remained motionless. The rifle could stop the cavalry, but it was useless to face the infantry. When the officials and soldiers were officially happy, there was a loud whirring sound in the air. When they looked up, they saw countless short spears thrown from the air.

Although the short spears were made of sharpened wooden poles, most of the chargers had no armor on their bodies, and the cloth did not have any defense. The wooden spears broke their bodies and screamed sounded in a whole lot, and the officials who rushed to the front of the rioters seemed to have been cut down wheat.

The remaining officers and soldiers were no longer willing to charge forward. Is this a damn army? The weapons and equipment are too complete. Even if they are chopped off by the supervision team when they go back, it is better than being killed like this. There are nearly 3,000 people in three thousand households, but now there are only more than 200 people left. They all shouted and ran towards the back.

Zhou Juezhe naturally saw the scene in front of him. His heart was already pounding, so he wanted to lead the soldiers to run back, but his deputy general's mind was clear. In addition, he had been following his peak for many years. Seeing Zhou Juezhe's face was wrong, he quickly pulled the horse closer and said:

"Sir, if we retreat now and are covered by the chaotic troops, we might be wiped out by the entire army. I'm afraid even if we run back to the city, it would be a luxury. I think the chaotic troops are less than 8,000, and there are fewer people than us..."

The troops are now moving forward in formations. If they suddenly order to retreat, it will inevitably be a chaos. Zhou Guerrillas have understood for many years. After thinking that he still has more than 9,000 people, but the other party did not have tens of thousands as the Tam said. Now he has only seen about 7,000, and he has to go forward and fight.

I immediately gritted my teeth and said loudly to the officers around me:

"Brothers, rush up to suppress this group of traitors. I will give you three days off and pay two months of full salary!"

Generally speaking, there will inevitably be a large number of refugees after the chaos, and the army also has the obligation to maintain order and public order for refugees. However, this three-day holiday is equivalent to letting the soldiers do it for three days. This is the best way to stimulate morale. As for the full salary for two months, it is to pay money. The current food and salary deductions are extremely serious. If it is a two-month full salary, it is extremely rare.

Zhou Jurz had invested a lot of money. When the officers who heard this quickly told the soldiers below the rewards promised by the commander. They immediately cheered and howled, and they could say that their morale was greatly boosted. The soldiers moved forward much faster.

After throwing the wooden spears, the rioters there retreated to their original formation and have not moved yet. This is the time for Zhou Guerrilla's men to allocate. The soldiers holding large shields were all transferred to the front row.

Now there are more than a dozen people in the rioters shouting loudly, conveying Liu Shisan's words to various places. There are no rewards for high officials and generous salaries here, but just naked threats:

"Brothers, our parents, wives and children are both in the valley fifteen miles away. If we can't win this battle, no matter who our children falls into, we will not end well!"

The riots began to stir up. After hearing this, they would not have a good ending, they became quiet again, and then someone shouted:

"The swords and guns in your hands are no worse than those of the officers and soldiers. If you defeat these officers and soldiers, get a large sum of money and eat meat with your own family, otherwise you will die and your whole family will be ruined!"

As soon as the words came, the war drums started to pound. The eyes of these young and strong men in the rioters gradually turned red. With the shout of "Kill!" These young and middle-aged men who used to be holding hoes and shovels rushed up howled.

Both sides now have high morale and do not have any neat formations. In order to guard against the opponent's bows and arrows and wooden spears, no one expected that the opponent rushed up directly. At the beginning, it was still a little confused.

However, after all, they were the soldiers of the court. How could they be so stupid? The training of these soldiers was much stronger than that of the coastal garrisons. They had also seen bloody teams, quickly stabilized their positions and fought desperately. Zhou Guerrilla had hundreds of people around him. His more than 200 personal soldiers and the guards of all and officers of all sizes can be regarded as the most combative part of the more than 10,000 people. Few of these chaotic soldiers on the battlefield could confront them head-on.

Gradually, the formation of the government troops began to advance towards the front. The rioters relied on their bloody nature, and there were still too few fighting skills.

Zhou Youzhi wiped blood from his face, and the big knife in his hand cut a scrambler who was blocking his face with a knife. Looking at the situation around him, he knew that he was not far from victory. He sat immediately and laughed and shouted at his subordinates:

"My sons, kill me, the credit is right in front of you!"

The hundreds of soldiers and horses around were shouting with their morale. At this time, they suddenly heard a loud noise on the battlefield, as if a giant had taken a step. The battlefield of fighting was quickly quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at the place where the sound was made.
Chapter completed!