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Chapter six hundred and thirteen: broken dream riverside

After taking over the entire command, Hong Niangzi basically adhered to Park Demeng's combat ideas, with Wei Dongsheng's Gaoyang soldiers and Park Demeng's Yizhou camp as the main force, accompanied by a large number of militia reserves, surrounded by all sides, squeezing the opponent's living space one by one, and squeezing the opponent's living space one by one.

The three-eyed tiger and himself led two thousand cavalrymen to fight and try to avoid Han Hai's main force. The small troops he sent to find food were formed as the war progressed day by day.

The cavalry had already looked a little bit. Although hundreds of people were lost, the entire team had undergone great changes compared to when they first left the training camp.

Han Hai's situation is becoming increasingly difficult. He is besieged within a range of more than 100 square kilometers. No matter which direction he is heading, he will encounter large-scale infantry blockades. The food has basically been cut off. Now he can only rely on killing the excess.

He lived a life with a war. As the war became more and more intense, his weapons also had great problems. One feather arrow shot out and one was missing, and the damage to the saber could not be supplemented. He was almost at a desperate situation.

Until this time, Han Hai finally realized that both himself and the Yuan Dynasty had mistakenly estimated the war potential of Yizhou. Yun Zhao had controlled Yizhou for nearly seven years and had actually built Yizhou into a war machine.

When he broke through the Bayankala Mountains, what he believed was that the only remaining troops in the mainland of Yizhou was the Yizhou camp of Park Demeng, who was stationed in Yizhou. This was not a main battle camp. There were only more than 8,000 people in the entire camp, which was Yun Zhaoyong.

It is impossible for such a force mainly composed of infantry to stop his five thousand cavalry. But now, there are tens of thousands of troops around him that have appeared one after another.

Han Hai didn't understand until he captured Li Zheng in a village. He finally understood the military system of Yizhou. In Yizhou, as long as he was suitable, he had to enter the militia reserve service. The governor's office in the North gave weapons.

The retired disabled veterans are responsible for the professor. Each township has a reserve poster and each county is equipped with a reserve battalion officer. Usually these people are farmers, and when the war comes, these people can quickly form a team with strong combat power.

The troops.

This is why he had obviously wiped out the only unit that Gao Yang had, but now there was a Gao Yang army with a larger number of troops blocking his way back.

The noose was slowly tightening, and Han Hai felt that he couldn't breathe.

Romon walked over with heavy steps, "General Han, more than a dozen more horses died today!" These days, horses died almost every day, and long-term high-load combat, these war horses were not nutritious,

People had no food to eat, and there were still horses to feed them. Without food, the war horses that rely on grass to fill their hunger quickly became weak. After a long march, sudden death was expected.

"If you die, share the meat to everyone!" Han Hai's face was expressionless.

Romon looked sad. Mengren lived on horseback since childhood. Killing his own war horse and eating meat was even more uncomfortable than killing himself. But now, he no longer cared about this much.

When he entered Yizhou, the army with high fighting spirit was now without saying that the army was disintegrating, and Han Hai knew that the destruction would be within these days. Because in the past few days,

The frequency of harassment by the opponent's cavalry is getting higher and higher. With the experience of Hong Niangzi and Sanyan Tiger, it is impossible not to know that his troops are now strong from outside and are about to change from cavalry troops to infantry. You must know that these two people are old.

The bandits, experts, can tell if there is any. After several days of continuous testing, they may have known their background. They may have waited for these two days to be safer.

Han Hai smiled bitterly.

"General Han, do we still have a chance to break through?" Romon asked in a low voice.

After a moment of silence, Han Hai shook his head, "Prepare to be loyal to His Majesty!"

This desperate cavalry unit finally reached the last stop of their journey. In the evening, the sob of Gaoliang River blocked their way, and behind them, smoke and dust rolled, and the huge Yan army flag was in the setting sun.

Under the reflection, they appeared in their sleeves, red horse, red armor and red cloak, the red evil that once made the Mongolian tribes in the desert stood in front of Mengqi again. Beside her, the three-eyed tiger holding a strong bow,

He kept flicking the bowstring with a grim smile.

Infantrymen followed closely on the two wings, with the big flag of Pu and the big flag of Wei getting closer and closer. Tens of thousands of people surrounded the troops with only more than 3,000 cavalry left by the Gaoliang River.

A few years ago, Tinig of Tatar'er's army led tens of thousands of Mengqi to track down the road. His dream was to capture Yizhou City in one fell swoop. He was shattered on the banks of Gaoliang River by Zhou Guangyi, who is now a general of the Northern Expedition Army.

Setting up an ambush, tens of thousands of Mongolian troops fell by the Gaoliang River, Tienig was spared only. A few years have passed, and the world has reincarnated, and another Mongolian army is besieged here. Their bodies are destined to be the nourishment for the fertile land.

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Han Hai stepped on the war horse and pulled out the sabre on his waist, "Entertainment Father, goodbye forever!" He closed his eyes, silently prayed in his heart, and looked back at the Mongolian army behind him: "Fight until you die,

Don’t think that your opponent wants to let you go, the opposite side is Hongsha Hong Niang, a desert horse bandit who enjoys killing the Mongol tribe. Men would rather die standing than kneel down!”

The Mongolian army behind him quietly stepped onto the war horses. The soldiers who had no war horses also drew out their sabers and set off a charge formation. They and the Northern Army had never ended. Over the years, the hatred they had formed was as deep as

The sea is as high as a mountain.

"Kill!" Han Hai raised his saber, knocked his toes hard on the horse's belly, and the war horse plucked his strength and rushed forward.

"The trapped beasts are still fighting!" The three-eyed tiger laughed. Over the past few days, they have already figured out the opponent's background in a series of confrontations with the opponent's cavalry. This is an army that is exhausted and its combat power has dropped to an army that is simply unbearable to the battle.

The red lady's face was covered with red gauze, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

The first thing welcoming Han Hai was the roaring thunder fire, with a whistling crossbow pounced on the sky and the earth, and the black shot towards the cavalry that rushed upwards, shooting down the opponent in pieces, and the large number of black Mongolian cavalry that rushed upwards.

When the team was in the middle of the line, a large gap was swept out.

Several consecutive rounds of shooting, the cavalry team on the opposite side began to become sparse, and the weak war horses could no longer launch a high-speed sprint. As Park Demeng's left-wing infantry began to lift his spear and press into the center of the battlefield, Wei Dongsheng on the right also began to take action.

The same movement, like a mountain of guns, slowly advanced forward.

Hongniang finally pulled out her saber and stared at the enemy cavalry less than three hundred steps away from her, "Strike!" She shouted sternly. With Hongniang's stern shout, the big red horse arrow that had been with her for many years was accompanied by her crotch.

The ground rushed out, and the three-eyed tiger rushed out immediately with the Hongmao, with the bow being pulled open and the arrow was on the string.

One hundred and fifty steps, the bowstring made a dense sound, three arrows were beaded, and the three-eyed tiger shot three arrows in an instant. Three enemy troops fell down the horse, and inserted their strong bow into the bow bag next to the saddle with one hand.

Among them, when the hand was retracted, there was a slender saber in his hand. The one that suddenly came to the front was more than 100 personal soldiers brought by Hongniang from Ganzhou. Among them, there were the former Eagle Beak Rock.

Old brothers, there is also a new generation of cavalry trained by the Hongniangs over the years.

They followed the combat mode of the Eagle-billed Rock Horse Bandits, and used the strongest combat power as the cone head to launch a powerful sprint towards the enemy. The Red Lady and the Three-Eyed Tiger were arrows and rushed towards the enemy fiercely.

"Crack through!" Hongniang shouted sternly.

"Crack through!" The three-eyed tiger responded with each other.

"Crack through!" More than a hundred personal soldiers responded in unison.

"Crack through!" Two thousand cavalry shouted loudly, shaking the nine nights.

The tired and weak Mongol cavalry could not cope with such a powerful sprint. Many of their war horses even fell to the ground and died of exhaustion during the charge. They threw their horses down and were submerged in the tide of galloping horses.

The military cavalry was like a burnt tong, and it pierced through the opponent's formation without any trouble.

A loud whistle sounded from his mouth, and the Hongniang and the three-eyed tiger were one left and one right. The horse team gathered together suddenly split into two, circled two small arcs, rushed back in the opposite direction, rushed to the

Halfway through, the two teams joined together and rushed towards more places where the opponents gathered.

When more Mongolian troops avoided the first attack of the cavalry of the Northern Army, they did not return to their horses and prepare to face the opponent's second charge. The second was to fight the horse desperately and rush towards the infantry in the distance. Compared with the

In terms of this, infantry seems to be better to deal with. If they can fight a path from the infantry, they may have the possibility of escaping.

But even the most powerful big tent soldiers were quite struggling to deal with the infantry of the Northern Army. How could these already exhausted cavalry break through the sword mountain and gun forest in front of them? Most of them were still

Before rushing to the infantry formation, he was shot to the ground by feather arrows flying out of the army formation. Before a few people rushed to the army formation, they could only eventually become those several meters long.

The prey of the spear.

No one can break through such a thick military formation.

Han Hai did not escape. He chopped down several cavalrymen of the Northern Army in a row, turned around the horse's head, and rushed up to face the dazzling red horse.

A scream sounded in my ears, and the afterimage of a feather arrow in my eyes quickly magnified. I swung my knife and broke the arrow. The second arrow came to me. My upper body was tilted backwards, and my back was almost on the saddle, which was cold.

The feather arrow with the breath of death swept past the tip of his nose. Before he could stand up, a sharp pain suddenly came from his right leg. When he looked down, a feather arrow penetrated the leg armor and the sharp arrows entered.

The flesh was three points, and blood flowed down the arrow rod, but the three-eyed tiger eyes saw that this man was so brave, but the third arrow gave up the idea of ​​killing him, and wanted to hurt one of his limbs first.

Han Hai roared and waved his knife and rushed forward.

A black shadow was as sharp as a dragon, heading straight to the door, wielding the knife, but the black shadow was like a living creature, hovering in the air, and in an instant, it avoided Han Hai for dozens of consecutive chops.

It wrapped around Han Hai's waist like a poisonous snake. A powerful force came. Han Hai couldn't help but get thrown into the air and flew into the air.

"Three-eyed tiger!" Hongniang shouted.

"Come on!" The three-eyed tiger laughed and opened its bow, and took an arrow. Three arrows came through the air. Han Hai, who was in the air, could not avoid it. Three chi chi sounds, and the arrow hit the chest and abdomen, straight from the air.
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