I’m The King

For Tian Fucheng, the attack by the Red Turban Army had no warning in advance.The intelligence gathered by the previous parties confirmed that the Red Turban Army was still collecting food and grass, transporting ordnance, and the army was still resting. It seemed that it would be in a short period of time. , And there is no sign of aggressively attacking Jimo. According to Tian Fucheng's analysis, the other party should not want to face head-on with him in Jimo.Although he is in a disadvantage now, he still has tens of thousands of soldiers who are accustomed to fighting. If he is anxious, he will Fighting hard with each other, and for the bandit of the Red Turban Army, strength is the basis for guaranteeing their status.Once you lose both sides with yourself, you will certainly hurt your vitality, but the Red Turban Army will definitely be strapped by Tian Yuanyuan. Bone swallowed.

Based on this judgment, Tian Fucheng's main defensive direction was mainly focused on Tian Jingwen's offensive line, but the result was greatly unexpected. On the first day of September, the Red Turban Army suddenly launched an offensive. , And took the Yifeng shop in a thunderstorm, and the army immediately marched towards Liuhao River.

The frightened and angry Tian Fucheng immediately dispatched Wang Pei, and led 10,000 elites to Liuhao River, be sure to block the other side on the other side of Liuhao River. On the seventh day of September, Wang Pei arrived at Liuhao River, almost on the same day, Red Scarf The army pioneer led by Hengdao also rushed to the opposite side of him, and set up a camp in Niugezhuang.The two sides faced each other across the river.One side began to collect wooden boats and wood to build tools for crossing the river, and the other began to build a defensive position on the opposite bank.

On the ninth day of September, the Red Turban Army under the command of Hengdao began preparations for the battle to cross the river.

A log started from a dozen steps offshore, and was smashed into the bottom of the river by a sledgehammer. A chain connected the wooden piles about a few meters apart, and they were quickly covered with wooden boards. It took only half a day and a red scarf. The army repaired a pontoon bridge to the opposite bank for nearly 30 meters. The speed made Wang Pei on the other bank shocked. The bridge repair was carried out simultaneously with the rafts of logs being pushed down the river, densely lined up in the river. Opposite shore.

The shock returned to the shock, but Wang Pei was not idle here. On the riverside beach, countless antlers and horses were placed down. In the mud, countless iron tribulus were left behind, these triangular cones. His spikes were covered by silt, and there was no trace at all from the outside, but if you stepped on it, you would immediately be attacked, the most insidious.

Rows of bed crossbows and stone cannons were placed on the embankment. Above this distance, these weapons could shoot into the center of the Liuhao River. This was a great gift Wang Pei prepared for his opponent to cross the river.

On the tenth day of September, Hengdao's offensive officially began.

With the deafening sound of war drums, a team of Red Turban soldiers pushed the raft into the water. When the raft was completely floating, the Red Turban army climbed up and desperately waved the rudimentary paddle in his hand and charged towards the opposite bank. Come.

The central line of the big river will be their life and death line. At this moment, they are in the river, the weakest and most vulnerable time. When the red scarf began to attack, on the other side, the construction of the pontoon did not stop. The pontoon was one by one. It stretched towards the opposite bank of the river.

"Shoot!" Wang Pei blankly watched the opponent's raft cross the central line of the river, waved his hand, and gave the order to attack, the roar of stone cannons, and the screaming of the crossbow immediately resounded across the river bank.

The calm Liuhao River suddenly boiled, and dozens of kilograms of stone cannons hit the water, stirring up a stream of water, swaying the raft to the left and right. From time to time, the raft was hit by the stone cannon and scattered into piles. , Drifting down with the water, the soldiers on the raft naturally fell into the water and were quickly rushed downstream by the river.

Compared with getting up with crossbows, stone cannons are obviously much more efficient in dealing with these rafts.

Standing on the opposite bank of the river embankment, Hengdao looked at the heads covered in red scarfs floating on the surface of the river. He couldn't see the slightest happiness or anger. Years of war had made him accustomed to life and death, let's talk about it. , These soldiers who fell into the water may not die.In the Red Turban Army, there are really not many people who can't know the water.

It was not Wang Pei's attack on the Red Scarf Army who was crossing the river that made him frown, but the long mudflat on the opposite side that seemed invisible to the edge, where the real place of death was.

Although there were many stone cannons and no matter how many bed crossbows, there were still many rafts that avoided their blows and successfully leaned on the river bank. A group of red turban soldiers brandished knives and guns and jumped off the rafts. , Stepping on the river without knees, rushing towards the tidal flat.

The *'s big foot board stepped on the tidal flat, and with a squeak, it sank more than half a foot.The soldiers pulled out their feet laboriously and took the second step forward.

The further forward, the more difficult it is.

Someone screamed, sitting on the tidal flat ground, but yelled and jumped up again.On the butt, bright red blood oozes out, and the barbed iron tribulus is stuck on his butt. A soldier pulled out this iron tribulus for him. He walked a few steps forward. He screamed and pulled out his feet with great effort. On the cloth soles tied tightly with grass ropes, there was an iron tribulus deep. Embedded deep there, piercing his feet.

The advancement of the team is getting slower and slower.The Red Turban Army not only has to fight the silt, but also has to deal with this hidden weapon that is invisible at all.

Wang Pei looked at the Red Scarf Army who had been struggling forward on the tidal flat and sneered, "Archer, concentrate on shooting!"

Hundreds of archers showed their bodies from behind the river bank, flared their bows and set up their arrows, so they could aim at the Red Scarf Army on the tidal flat and shoot the sharp arrows in their hands.

After a few rounds of arrows, the Red Scarf Army rushed to the tidal flat land with few standing people, and many injured soldiers groaned, lying on the tidal flat, slowly crawling back until they fell into the water again. Use it together and swim towards the other side.

The horizontal knife tilted his neck and said, "The second wave of attackers usually bring planks and thatch, and those branches are also OK. After landing, they will spread the planks on the tidal flat, and throw the grass and branches on this tidal flat. Above."

The second wave of the Red Turban Army's attack began, and this time the number of people crossing the river was clearly reduced, and more rafts were loaded with bundles of thatch, branches, planks, and some were loaded with bed crossbows. At the same time, the Red Turban Army fixed the raft in the shallow water of the river, and then began to adjust the bed crossbow, ready to shoot at the opponent. When the first bed crossbow screamed from the river water directly onto the embankment. , Wang Pei was really taken aback, because this crossbow arrow was only a few steps away from him, and it shot a soldier beside him far and flew out.

The Red Turban Army spread thatch on the tidal flat, boarded it, and then waved its oars backwards, preparing to take the second trip.Wang Pei watched all this, but only sneered and let the Red Turban Army do it.

At dusk, the Red Turban Army once again launched a large-scale offensive. This time, the tidal flat was no longer an obstacle to them. Countless planks, thatchs, and branches were spread on the tidal flat, allowing them to easily pass through. On this tidal flat, watching the soldiers whizzing up the river bank under the cover of the crossbow on the shore, Hengdao's eyes gradually lit up.

"Stone Cannon!" Wang Pei shouted in a low voice.

The stone cannon was fired again.This time, there were countless tanks tied to the stone cannon and fell to the dense crowd on the tidal flat.The stone cannon fell on the ground, and a strong smell of oil immediately permeated.

"Fire attack, they are going to set fire!" the experienced soldier yelled.

Rockets shot down from the fire embankment, and there was a roar. The tidal flat ground was full of fires, mixed with heavy smoke, and the stone cannons were still roaring, throwing more grease bottles over and smashing them on the tidal flat ground. , Turning this place into a sea of ​​fire.

On the other side, Hengdao yelled angrily.He didn't expect that the other party would relax in this place.It was he careless.The wooden planks and thatch he transported had become the brother who killed his own troops.

Two waves of men and horses attacked and broke hundreds of people in vain, but they did not step on the embankment. Seeing that it was getting late, Hengdao could only retreat in dejection.

On the second day, the sky had just brightened, and Heng Sword launched another attack. After one night, his raft crossing the river was greatly changed. The front of the raft was equipped with a shield. After crossing the river, the soldiers We jumped off the wooden raft and pushed the wooden raft onto the tidal flat. These wooden planks have been improved overnight. At this time, the lower half of the board has been cut flat. Only a dozen soldiers on the tidal flat can push them away. Dozens of soldiers marched forward.

After landing, the Red Turban Army first smeared himself and the wooden platoon with a thick layer of silt.This time, even if Wang Pei used fire to attack, there was no chance.

These wooden platoons move quickly towards the river bank. From time to time, soldiers pushing the wooden platoon will be hit by bows and arrows, but immediately, there will be soldiers on the wooden platoon who will jump down to make up for his position. Unswervingly advancing towards the embankment.

Wang Pei was also amazed by the resilience of the commander of the Red Scarf Army.He knew that this time the two sides must meet each other shortly.

"Ready to fight!" He lifted the big sword beside him. Behind him, rows of soldiers rushed up with spears. The archers poured a single feather arrow onto the tidal flat, shooting more. Kill one, and the pressure on the spearmen will be reduced by one point at that time.

From time to time, soldiers of the Qi army were hit by bows and arrows fired by the roaring bed crossbows in the river and the Red Scarf Army on the tidal flat ground, but none of them retreated.These Qi army still retained their pride as the elite troops of Qi.

"Kill!" A Red Turban general jumped out from behind the raft, brandishing his saber, and attacking the river embankment. More Red Turbans threw out at almost the same time. At the same time, He On the embankment, rows of soldiers of the Qi army held their spears and rushed down from the embankment.The two sides fought desperately on this slope, which was about ten meters high.

While Hengdao was fighting with Wang Pei in Liu Haohe, Tian Jingwen received the news that the Red Turban Army suddenly launched an attack on Jimo. The commander of all the troops in the country, but in fact, the Red Turban Army has always regarded his orders as a fart.

"Pass the entire army to launch an offensive against Nanquan." (To be continued)