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Chapter 489 First Battle
"kill!!!"

The Ning Wang rebels once again charged forward amid the roar of artillery and iron guns. However, their willpower had been greatly weakened in the three days of continuous fighting. Some of them were still able to fight because they were forced by Wu Shisan's harsh supervision and had to fight to the death.

Another group of people were attracted by the reward money and tried to bet their lives to gain a glimmer of wealth.

People from ancient times to the present have always had a lucky mentality. If someone around them dies, it's just bad luck. If you are not dead yet, it means you still have a chance.

Yang Rui stood in the position, looking at the rebels charging again, and asked solemnly: "How much gunpowder do we have left?"

"General, we don't have much gunpowder left, only enough for half a day, but we have 50,000 arrows." The deputy general beside him immediately reported.

"How long will it take for the reinforcements to arrive?" Yang Rui asked with a frown after hearing this.

"This. I will go and find out right away!" The deputy general had no choice but to bow and say.

At this moment, another deputy general came running over, his face filled with unconcealed joy, and said loudly: "General, good news! Reinforcements have arrived, and we are ordered to stop firing in half an hour!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Rui's face lit up with joy at first, but was quickly replaced by doubt. He quickly asked, "Have you seen the reinforcements with your own eyes? Who led the troops?"

The deputy general suddenly realized what was going on, and quickly took off an exquisite ivory waist badge from his waist, presented it with both hands, and replied: "It is the Minister of Rites, Lord Ou, who has personally led the army here! I saw so many cavalrymen, I don't know how many there are! This is Lord Ou's identity waist badge, please take a look."

Yang Rui took the badge and looked at it carefully. On the front was engraved fifteen powerful regular script characters: "Given by the Emperor in the first month of autumn of the Wuyin year of the Zhengde reign"; it was definitely a thing from the palace.

"Hahaha"

Yang Rui couldn't help laughing, and then ordered: "Pass the order down, cease fire after half an hour!"

"Yes!"

The rebels who were on the charge had not yet realized the impending crisis.

Wu Shisan was like a madman, desperately driving the army forward.

At this critical moment, he suddenly discovered that the artillery on the opposite side had stopped.

Wu Shisan was startled at first, then his face blossomed with ecstasy: "Brothers, did you hear that? Their gunpowder has been exhausted. Now follow me. After entering the city, the blades will not be used for two days! Kill!!!"

When the rebels heard the order to "keep their weapons for two days", they seemed to be energized, with fanatical lights flashing in their eyes. They rushed towards the positions like a group of wild horses that had broken free from their reins.

Just then, a thunderous sound was heard not far away.

Wu Shisan was stunned, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart:

Could it be that the imperial court dug up the Yangtze River and planned to flood the army? !
The next moment, a sharp-eyed rebel shouted, "It's the cavalry, the cavalry is coming!"

Wu Shisan immediately turned his head and saw a flag fluttering in the wind in the distance. The word "Ou" on it seemed to come alive and waved to everyone.

"Ou Zanghua?!"

Wu Shisan's eyes widened immediately, then he gritted his teeth and roared, "I want to see what kind of ability you have to make the prince look at you in such a different light!"

Having said that, Wu Shisan wanted to command some people to turn around and fight against the cavalry.

But he really underestimated the speed of the cavalry. In just a few breaths, the cavalry had already reached within thirty feet.

Then, he saw the cavalrymen in the front row raising their muskets. A thick white smoke rose into the sky, as if it gave the cavalrymen a layer of fairy air. Then came the deafening explosion: "Bang!"

A row of rebels fell down with the sound. Those who were lucky went straight to the sky, while those who were unlucky covered their wounds in pain, rolled and struggled on the ground, and the wailing sounds were one after another, which was extremely miserable.

Then there were explosions one after another, like rapid thunder in summer, bombarding the fragile psychological defenses of the rebels again and again. They fell down in rows and pieces like rice ears in a rice field destroyed by a strong wind. Despair and fear spread rapidly among the crowd, and the battlefield instantly turned into a purgatory on earth.

Wu Shisan was stunned. What should he do now?
Raise a shield?

Yes, yes, raise your shield!

Thinking of this, he immediately shouted: "Raise your shields! Raise your shields quickly!" But Ou Zanghua would not give the rebels any chance to breathe. The roar of the muskets had already torn through the infantry's fragile defense. The dust raised by the horses' hooves was like thick dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, gathering into a surging gray torrent, swallowing up the last ray of light in the sky.

The long sword flashed with a cold light, drawing sharp arcs in the air, as if the god of death himself had descended and mercilessly passed through every corner of the battlefield.

Although the rebels tried their best, blocking with shields and stabbing with spears, they still quickly collapsed in the face of the unstoppable charge of the cavalry.

Under the leadership of Ou Zanghua, the cavalry easily cut through the infantry's formation and divided them into small, isolated and helpless groups.

Afterwards, the cavalrymen launched a brutal massacre on these small groups like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

For a while, the battlefield was filled with wailing and screaming. The rebels fell one after another under the iron hooves of the cavalry. The blood dyed the earth red. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. More people chose to turn around and flee.

Wu Shisan was yelling, but he didn't know what he was yelling about.

He couldn't understand why the army, which had been so powerful before, was so vulnerable in front of the cavalry of the Five Camps?
In less than half an hour, the 40,000-strong army was defeated, and even his killing of several deserters did not help.

He grabbed one of them and pushed him in the direction of the cavalry, shouting, "Come on!"

The man was so frightened that he trembled all over and collapsed to the ground.

His chest heaved violently and he gasped for breath, but facing the cruel reality before him, he felt unprecedented powerlessness and frustration.

At this moment of despair, a heavy black shadow suddenly enveloped him. He instinctively turned his head and saw the figure of a young general.

He was dressed in a bright crimson armor and riding a majestic chestnut horse. He looked at Wu Shisan coldly with a condescending attitude.

Those deep eyes revealed an indescribable indifference, as if they were looking at an insignificant ant.

Wu Shisan was so furious that he wanted to chop him with a knife, but he found that his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

'Am I afraid?'

'But I have seen life and death, why would I be afraid? '

"Ah ha!!!" Wu Shisan shouted loudly and raised his long sword to slash at the general.

As a result, the opponent just shook his sword and knocked the weapon in his hand away.

Wu Shisan fell to the ground, his eyes dead silent, and heard a conversation in his ears:
"Master Ou, most of the enemies have surrendered!"

"Well, you continue to pursue the defeated soldiers. Don't let them become bandits, so as not to disturb the people in the future."

"Yes! Eh? Lord Ou, who is this person?"

"It should be a leader! He is shouting for no apparent reason. Take him back to the prisoner camp!"

"Yes!"

"Hehehe, hahahaha." Wu Shisan couldn't help but burst into laughter. It turned out that he was the talented one!

As expected, I can’t compare to him.

Wu Shisan grabbed a broken gun beside him, stood up with difficulty, and said loudly: "Ou Zanghua, listen to me! I am Wu Shisan, the left general under the command of King Ning, and I am definitely not some unknown lackey!"

"I have nothing to say after being defeated by you today. I only regret that I failed the prince's high hopes and trust! If there is an afterlife, I, Wu Shisan, swear to join the prince's army and go through fire and water without hesitation!"

After saying this, Wu Shisan's eyes became firm and resolute. He raised the broken gun without hesitation, pointed it at his abdomen, and stabbed it suddenly. The tip of the gun instantly penetrated his body, blood gushed out, and his figure slowly fell down.
"Drag him away and bury him!"

Ou Zanghua paused and added: "Although he caused trouble to the local area, he was somewhat loyal and righteous. Let's erect a monument for him! He won't become a lonely ghost."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)