Late Yuan Dynasty: I am the true emperor

Chapter 18: Dragnet (Seeking follow-up reading)

On the third day of September in the eleventh year of Zhizheng, in the Feixi area of ​​Hefei, at six in the evening in the Changjiaao village, the setting sun was as red as blood and the sounds of killing shook the sky!
The Yuan army, which had been rushing into the village with great enthusiasm upon hearing the high bounty, heard the three bells and saw the red scarves rushing in from all directions. Even a fool would have known that they had been ambushed, and their morale was instantly lost.

Some government troops started thinking about escaping before the battle even started, but the roads in the village were narrow and there were enemies on all sides, so they couldn't find a place to escape for a while.

Countless Red Scarf teams, in a strange formation that had never been seen before, launched a fierce attack in the narrow alleys of the village.

The long bamboos, with their branches and leaves, swayed back and forth, covering the battlefield, which was not very wide to begin with. Then a bamboo pole suddenly shot out from the bamboo, and a soldier of the government army fell to the ground howling in agony.

The spear hit him right in the face, and then he ran away with one strike.

The soldier was in severe pain and his mind began to become unclear. He touched his face with a hole in it and in a trance he saw a bamboo pole with a pair of scissors tied to the top reaching out to him!
The enemy uses such crude weapons?

Before he could think more, he felt a sharp pain in his leg again. A red-turbaned swordsman took advantage of the gap between the spear's thrusts to rush up.

He held the pot lid in his left hand to protect most of his body, and held a sickle in his right hand, which he chopped hard on the soldier's thigh. Then he pulled it back, leaving a huge wound more than a foot long and deep to the bone on the thigh. Blood spurted out like water.

The swordsman's movements were as skillful as if he had been cutting rice for more than ten years. After killing the armored soldier, he quickly ducked back into the protection of the wolf's spear, waiting for the next attack.

There was no other way. The Chaohu Red Turbans were so poor that they couldn't even equip each sword player with a waist knife. So Lu Jin suggested using a sickle, replacing the short handle with a long handle, and the sickle instantly became a one-handed short spear.

Don’t worry about how simple it is, just tell me whether it can kill people.

"Archers, release your arrows and shoot them to death!"

After just two or three minutes of fighting, the government troops began to retreat. Although they were well-armed, they were not adapted to fighting in such a narrow environment.

Moreover, when they rushed in, the organization was already in chaos. The soldiers could not find the general flag, and the general flag could not find the centurions. There were unfamiliar people around them, and they had completely lost their command ability.

At such a critical moment, the government troops could only place their hopes on archers.

In previous battles, the government army archers only needed to shoot a few rounds to cause huge casualties to the Red Turbans, leading to their complete collapse.

But now?

The captain of the Yuanyang formation heard the shouts from the opposite side, and saw an archer coming out from the back row of people, and hurriedly shouted, "Be careful to guard against arrows!"

Upon hearing this, the team members immediately ducked and lined up, hiding behind the long shield holders. The huge long shield was enough to cover people tightly. This was an alley, so as long as they blocked the front, there was no need to worry about attacks from the flank.

The wolf-whip hunters also waved bamboo poles, and the dense branches had a certain chance of interfering with the trajectory of the arrows.

The Yuan army archers on the opposite side were completely paralyzed when they saw Hongjin's posture. What the hell was he shooting at? He casually shot an arrow at the shield and retreated to the back again for the sake of showing his respect.

The long-handler was carrying the door panel. He heard the sound of an arrow hitting the wooden board, then shouted "Charge!", used his special skill of shield charge, and continued to push forward with the whole team.

However, the Red Turbans were not just standing by and watching. Although they did not have many bows and arrows, the soldiers in each squad were not there to do nothing. One of the soldiers was carrying a bamboo basket, and suddenly he picked out a pebble as big as a goose egg from it.

While the whole team was charging, he suddenly jumped up from behind and threw a stone at the opposite side, hitting the opposite officer in the head. Seeing this, the spearman immediately rushed forward and made a beautiful cooperation.

"Marshal, we have to break out quickly!"

In an alley in the village, Yin Congdao was protecting Zuo Junbi with a steel knife in his hand.

Zuo Junbi certainly knew that he had to break out, but he was confused now. There were houses and shouts of killing all around him. Outside the village were hills and woods. It was still dusk, and although the sun had not yet set, the light in the village was not very bright. Zuo Junbi could not even recognize the direction now.

"Of course we know we need to break out, but where should we break out to? How is the fighting going now? We can't even see where the enemy is in this shabby place. How can we break out? Come on, help me up to the roof and take a look."

"it is good."

Yin Congdao quickly squatted down and let Zuo Junbi step on him to climb the wall. However, before he could stand firmly on the wall, at least three arrows shot at him from all directions. He was almost scared to death and fell off the wall. "Ah, I was shot!"

Fortunately, Zuo Junbi was wearing excellent armor, which helped him block two arrows, but one of them still hit his calf and pierced through it directly!

Yin Congdao was also frightened and quickly stretched his head to take a look, "General Zuo, there are archers on the roof! Let's go into the yard!"

Zuo Junbi gritted his teeth, broke the arrow viciously, and cursed, "There's no point in entering the yard. Are you going to hide in there and wait for death? Go through the wall for me, tear it down directly, and rush out!"

Wall-walking? This is Lu Jin's special skill. No, he learned it from the movie "The Final Battle".

The famous skill of our army's two glue-like generals, the 101-level wall-walking technique.

When fighting in urban sieges or street fights, do not try to attack along the streets, because every street has barricades and bunkers prepared by the enemy for you, and attacking along the streets will result in huge casualties.

The correct approach is to go through the wall, go around and attack from the back of the barricade, and don't be restricted by the building.

The unique skill of 502 is to occupy the commanding heights. When fighting in Shanghai, two machine guns mounted in a cafe could block a street. That was not just talk.

Although Lu Jin had never fought in a war, he had some knowledge from watching many movies. There were only a few brick and tile houses with sturdy roofs in the village, so how could he miss such a commanding height?

The few archers had already been placed on the roof, and anyone who dared to climb up the wall would be shot!
In the direction of the woods north of the village, Yu Tingyu and Zhang Wen each led a battalion and joined the battlefield as soon as Zuo Junbi entered the village.

Zhang Wen led his team to charge all the way. The attack range of each alley had been assigned in advance, and there were even various marks on the wall that the Yuan army could not understand.

Lu Jin also asked the company and platoon leaders of each battalion to walk along the alley in advance to simulate the attack route and what plans to prepare if the attack was blocked. They were familiar with the terrain and tactics after a whole day, and now they burst out with unparalleled combat effectiveness.

Jia Chou rushed in first and was in the most miserable state at this moment. His warhorse had long been stabbed into a sieve, and now he was fighting on foot with a long spear.

Although his armor was good, he could not withstand such a long battle. He was already wounded in many places, with one leg limping, an arrow stuck in his shoulder, and a spear in the abdomen. It was just that the tip of the spear was too small, otherwise he would have died long ago.

If you want to know why it was so tragic, it’s because the general on the opposite side was called Zhu Shou!

"Jia Chou, go and die! Give me back the lives of my father and brother!"

Lu Jin had already told Zhu Shou that the man who killed his father was Jia Chou. Now that his enemy was in person, he was extremely jealous!

If Jia Chou had not been surrounded by many elite cavalrymen, all of whom were wearing armor, this group of people would have been killed long ago. Although they could not ride horses in the alley, the cavalrymen who were fully armored and well-armed were not so easy to kill.

"Hehe, I have killed many people, and many people want to seek revenge on me. If you want to kill me, you have to show your real ability." Jia Chou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said very toughly.

Today, he was caught in the net that the Red Turbans had prepared long ago. He immediately realized that he was going to die. Anyway, he had killed so many Red Turbans and so many innocent people. There was no doubt that this group of people would not spare him. So what else could he say? He would fight to the death. If he asked for mercy, he would be considered a coward!
However, at this moment, a rammed earth wall behind Jia Chou was suddenly pushed down. There was a loud bang and a cloud of dust. Zhang Liang led his platoon and rushed out from Jia Chou's flank, immediately cutting off Jia Chou's team in the middle.

As for the art of walking through walls, don’t think that Zuo Junbi is the only one who can do it!

"Brothers from the fourth row, follow me and kill them!"

"kill!"

Jia Chou was startled and looked back quickly. However, before he could understand what was going on, in this moment of distraction, a black spear pierced his chest with a "puff", just as easy as when Jia Chou killed Zhu Shou's father a dozen days ago.

Zhu Shou shook the spear in his hand, knocking Jia Chou's body off, and held high the iron spear that had stabbed his elder brother to death.

"The enemy general is dead! Follow me!"

(End of this chapter)