Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 70 Battle!

"kill!"

"Come on!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Aluhui couldn't help showing a smug smile.

The red scarf thief Zhu Yuanzhang on the opposite side was able to decisively shoot and kill the Mongolian Han army, which surprised Aluhui a little.

However, now that the Han army is rushing forward like crazy, Alu Hui wants to see the real combat power of the Red Turban Army.

"Order! Let the Ahema cavalry prepare to charge at any time!"

Aru Hui sent an order.

Ahema was his Semu general, commanding over a thousand Semu cavalry from the Western Regions, all of whom rode good horses from the Western Regions.

Once the Red Scarf Army's position faltered, Ahema's Semu cavalry would launch a charge, and Hardy, who was ambushing in the mountains on both sides, would also charge after him.

Beep, beep, beep!
With three sharp whistles, the rebels are ready for battle.

The Mongolian Yuan Han army rushing forward were all vicious, like crazy ghosts, while the rebel soldiers looked indifferent and calm, unmoved at all.

"kill!"

Following Zhu Yuanzhang's general order, Xu Da led the former army to face the Mongolian Yuan Han army.

Under the instinct of fear, the Meng Yuan Han army rushed to the front of the rebel army.

However, in the face of a tight lineup, these young and strong Han soldiers who had no training and only instincts could not attack at all.

They waved their knives and guns one by one, but they couldn't break through the formation of the rebel army.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was another drumbeat, and Zhu Yuanzhang issued an order for the former army to advance.

At this time, there must be no mercy at all.

Once these young and strong Han troops break up the formation of the rebels, the Mongolian cavalry in the distance will definitely kill them.

"Brothers, kill!"

With a roar, Xu Da commanded the front army array to charge forward.

"kill!"

"kill!"

With a burst of firm footsteps and shouts of killing, the jungle of swords and guns of the rebels strode forward, causing a bloody storm immediately.

Anyone standing in front will be cut down ruthlessly.

Under such a ruthless attack, the morale of the originally crazy Han army men suddenly fell to the bottom.

They charged madly because they wanted to survive, to defeat the rebel army and let them survive, but they didn't really want to fight the rebel army.

Now the rebel army is relentless, killing the strong men of the Han army in the front row to flow into rivers of blood, and the remaining strong men of the Han army suddenly fled in fright.

"Don't run!"

The Mongolian cavalry behind them mercilessly slashed and killed the fleeing fleeers, but all the strong men of the Han army in the back row turned over and fled, and slashing and killing the deserters had no effect.

On Saturday and September, after seeing the rebels in front of them raise their knives and kill each of the strong men of the Han army, they were already so scared that they peed their pants.

The idea of ​​desperately trying to survive has long since disappeared.

He turned over and ran back with the crowd, hoping to stay as far away from those ruthless rebels as possible.

"Ming Jin withdraws troops!"

With the rapid defeat of the strong Han army, Alu Hui ordered the temporary withdrawal of troops without hesitation.

There are also skills in letting miscellaneous soldiers die.

It is impossible to let the miscellaneous soldiers die all at once. Once the morale completely collapses, there is no way to regain control of them.

It is necessary to give them some buffer, and use butcher knife and lure to restore their morale.

Amidst the sound of gold ringing, the Mongolian army began to gather the retreating Han army miscellaneous soldiers.

After some tossing, they finally resumed their formation on Saturday Nine.

In the battle just now, the speed at which the Mongolian, Yuan and Han armies collapsed far exceeded Zhu Yuanzhang's surprise.

Even Zhu Han didn't expect that these Mongolian Yuan miscellaneous soldiers would be so vulnerable.

"Brother, why didn't you chase him down just now?" Zhu Han asked.

The elder brother Zhu Yuanzhang pointed forward with his hand, "Look there!"

Zhu Han turned his head to look, and saw a large number of Mongolian cavalry stalking there.

If the rebels took advantage of the victory to chase down the rout just now, those Mongolian cavalry would take the opportunity to intercept and kill the rebels.

An infantry without formation is definitely no match for cavalry.

"Alas, there is still a shortage of cavalry!" Zhu Han regretted for a while.

Two hundred Xiao cavalry is enough for scouting and small-scale battles, but it is still too few in this tens of thousands of battles.

At least one or two thousand cavalry is enough.

"We see that those Tartar cavalry are not bad, we must snatch them!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a telescope.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't put it down for the "telescope" in his hand. It was this telescope that allowed him to see the appearance of the Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side.

"Brother, look!" Zhu Han said suddenly.

The elder brother Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and saw a row of people kneeling on the ground in front of the Mongolian Yuan Han army who had been escorted out.

It looks like they want to execute deserters.

Under the scorching sun, two streaks of blood rushed into the sky, and two human heads rolled to the ground.

Saturday Jiu stared blankly at the two heads, already filled with fear in his heart.

These two heads belonged to Baihu and Duizheng of the Han army on Saturday and September.

A Mongolian cavalryman who supervised the beheading pointed at the two heads and shouted loudly.

"This is what happens to deserters!"

"Rush again, if you don't defeat those thieves, you will only die!"

Under the supervision of the ferocious Mongolian army, the strong men of the Han army in the ninth class on Saturday felt that they were cornered.

If they want to survive, they feel that there is no other way out except to fight the red scarf thieves in front of them.

Saturday Nine has already been numb with fear in his heart. He only hopes that the Mongolian army will win quickly so that he can go home. The poor two children don't know what they have suffered.

Looking up on Saturday Nine, I saw that the red scarf army on the opposite side was neat and tidy. Except for the many flags fluttering in the wind, all the red scarf soldiers were motionless, like a rock.

He couldn't help thinking to himself: You red scarf thieves, why come to Chuzhou so well, why don't you stay in Dingyuan?If you don't come, the officers and soldiers won't go out, and my mother-in-law won't die!You guys run away, it’s not good to go home and farm well, why are you rebelling!
Oh oh oh!
At this time, with the sound of horns.

Aluhui gave another order to let the Han army continue to charge.

Under the charge of the Mongolian cavalry, the strong Han army of the three formations began to approach again.

The crossbow arrows of the Red Turban Army fell like locusts again, reaping the lives of groups of people.

The strong men of the Han army beside Saturday Jiu fell one by one, his mind was blank, and he rushed forward numbly.

The Mongolian supervising cavalry behind the strong men of the Han army forced the strong men of the Han army who had been hit by arrows to continue charging, while trampling on the corpses on the ground with their horses.

There were the immovable Red Turban Army in front, and the ferocious Mongols in the back. These Han soldiers seemed to be doomed to die.

Zhu Han could clearly see the miserable scene ahead.

He frowned and didn't say a word, but Hu Yiba, the engineering team next to him, couldn't help but sigh.

(End of this chapter)