Seeing the rolling smoke rising upstream, Sun Shoufa immediately ordered reinforcements.

Zhang Xianzhong took the lead.

As the battalion commander of the guard battalion, although he was dissatisfied with Li Zicheng, his personal relationship was still very good. After all, he was also the second general of the King of Zhennan. Worried that something happened to Li Zicheng, he led his 500 plaque cavalrymen of Yishuima Walima quickly to the upstream crossing point and stepped through the Daqing River on the ice...

But Li Zicheng can no longer be seen.

In front of him, there were only burning reeds, and among the blazing flames and the rolling smoke, you could still see scattered dead bodies on the ground.

Zhang Xianzhong crashed into the sea of ​​fire without hesitation.

The torrent of the plate-armored cavalry advanced at full speed along the middle path under the scorching fire, and continued to encounter the troupe who fled with flames, but these people were knocked down by them and stepped under the horse's hooves.

It was obvious that Liu Hanru deliberately burned down Yongji Bridge and chiseled a section of ice to block the road, just to coax them to cross the river from here and then ambush the reed marsh. He also knew that the regiment training could not face the 15,000 cavalry head-on, but in this reed marsh that stretched dozens of miles, he could win by ambush. But he did not expect that a cunning guy like Li Zicheng would not follow their paper-based routines and directly threw grenades to ignite the reed marsh. As a result, the ambush hidden inside was in trouble.

This reed that has been dry for several months is just a little bit away.

In fact, Li Zicheng did not throw grenades and could have such a thing. The effect of wildfire was partly because the ambush was fired at Li Zicheng inside.

The shooting of the black gunpowder is comparable to that of a fire spitting out.

In a reed marsh that has been dry for several months and can be lit at almost a little Mars, using this old-fashioned black powder gun to open fire is too unprofessional.

As a result, the ambush can only run away now.

Zhang Xianzhong and his cavalry quickly rushed through the fire, and then saw Li Zicheng who was re-forming the formation ahead. The latter did not suffer much loss. The regiments were scared by the wildfire and were basically defeated at one touch. But at this time, in the farmland outside the reed marsh, about five hundred regiments who were originally on standby in Yuankouyi were rushing towards Li Zicheng in chaos. These should be the elite regiments who were fighting the formation to reap the number of advantages to beat him, the rampant cavalry...

There is no shortage of cavalry here.

There are a large number of horse farms in this area.

This area is low-lying and gathers most of the rivers in northern Zhili. The Daqing River is the gathering place of the entire Baoding Prefecture, half of Zhending Prefecture, and even some of the rivers and Shuntian Rivers. Almost every year, this low-lying land along the coast has to be flooded. In this case, agriculture is greatly affected. But this also means that the water and grass are abundant, which is suitable for use as a pasture. The imperial court has a large number of official horse farms in this area. Although many of them are in name only, there are a large number of horses among the people, and it is even more common for those who can ride horses.

Moreover, the folk customs are strong, and the folk martial arts practice is very popular. Even those like Jiu Qiansui can ride horses and shoot arrows. By the way, his home is not far from here.

Of course, Zhennanwang’s hometown is closer to this place.

The hometown of Zhennanwang is only fifty or sixty miles away. According to the identity Huangzhen gave him, it should be a small village south of Wuxindian. This village is now very famous. Many people cheat outside under the banner of a friend of Zhennanwang when he was a child, which made Zhennanwang feel in a trance that he seemed to have such a childhood.

"Array!"

Zhang Xianzhong picked up his spear and yelled.

Five hundred burly men with three quarters of the 100 100 horses, riding tall horses, quickly picked up their spears and formed three cavalry lines. Then Zhang Xianzhong took the lead and started moving forward. The cavalry trainers on the opposite side were also divided into parts to fight here. Li Zicheng had already started a melee with them. Li Zicheng, who had a white horse and silver spear, was bravely rushing on the battlefield. Behind these cavalry trainers, more infantry trainers were also coming in chaos, and the leader was Liu Hanru.

The latter also rode on a horse.

This great scholar who can be a teacher for Wang Xin, also holds a goose feather knife in his hand, and is seriously urging the team training to speed up.

Zhang Xianzhong controlled the horses to move forward in the first wave of the line, and then accelerated and quickly turned into big strides. All the cavalry were close to each other, because the speed of the horses was somewhat different. The initial horizontal line gradually turned into a undulating wavy line, but the cavalry always stood at the maximum, and always maintained an almost fixed distance from the second wave of the following. The galloping horse, Wari, immediately, all the cavalry had a flat spear. This new type of war horse, which was more than half a foot higher than the Mongolian horse, had a clear height advantage. The Mongolian horses on the opposite cavalry were not good either. They were originally more than twenty centimeters in average height difference, and they were carefully selected burly men...

It's incomparable in momentum.

This is not the ordinary cavalry that Li Zicheng brought from the Cavalry Army casually.

This is Yang Xin’s guard camp. To put it bluntly, it is a pretentious guard of honor, but they are all strictly trained in heavy cavalry. The people, horses and armor are polished, and the helmets are bright bird feathers. They are very visually impactful from a distance or close view.

The cavalry training of the regiment was obviously slowing down.

Those regiments who were making a living were training cavalry, holding the wheels in their hands to fire muskets, and looked at the opponent who seemed to be a divine weapon from the sky. The latter's three-quarters of the armor reflected the sunlight, and the tall Mawari horse looked like a divine horse, with spears carrying small pennant flags full of murderous aura.

A group training suddenly stopped.

He was almost fifty feet away from him, and he pulled the trigger here in panic.

Then the other team trainers stopped and pulled the trigger.

The rotor fire gun, which had been more than 30 meters, was fired through more than 100 meters, and the bullets were not known where they were going. The guard battalion, which was not affected at all, continued to accelerate. The first group trainer turned around and ran away, and then the other group trainer turned around. Liu Hanru, behind them, looked at this scene in a daze, and roared with a knife, but the infantry next to him saw that the cavalry was running away, and they also turned around and ran away. But it was already a bit late to escape at this time. The Mawari horse must have sprinted much faster than the Mongolian horse. Then Zhang Xianzhong and his horse rode the wall and collided with the fleeing cavalry.

The rest is completely crushing.

The entire cavalry swept across the regiment's cavalry training directly.

Spears pierce their bodies.

The war horses knocked over their war horses.

Horse hooves tread their bodies.

Totally unstoppable.

In the blink of an eye, the clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan clan squeezing and chaotic chasm of a few regiments.

"I'm a Jinshi..."

Looking at the iron cavalry coming like a wall, Liu Hanru screamed in horror.

The next moment, because the spear broke, Zhang Xianzhong, who had replaced the cavalry sword, leaned out his right arm and raised the sword and flew past him like the wind. At the same time, the sword blade at the front of the slender cavalry sword also passed silently on his neck. Liu Hanru didn't even feel anything, and Zhang Xianzhong had disappeared from his sight. He tried to turn his head blankly, but a blood arrow shot out from his chin. He reached out his hand in horror to try to cover his neck, but found that his head was involuntarily tilting to the side, and then his brain lost the blood supply, and his eyes were dark...

"Jinshi."

Zhang Xianzhong stopped behind him and turned around to watch his dead body fall down.

“It’s nothing special to kill.”

The Lich King said disdainfully.

Obviously, his feelings should be pretty good. Although he said this, the feeling of cutting a Jinshi's neck with his own hands still made him very useful.

The second wave behind him was sweeping the remnants.

However, there is no need to continue fighting at this time, because the team trainers are busy surrendering.

The mobs had no fighting will at all. The reason why they could gather here to prepare for resistance was that there was the Daqing River ahead. Now the Daqing River is useless, and the opponents are so strong, their fighting spirit disappeared instantly. They had no fighting spirit, they just made a living. Even those who were originally escaping in front also stopped running and kowtowed to beg for mercy. After all, if they ran away like this, they had no place to go, and they still had to be caught by the gentry and beg for mercy.

It's better to surrender.

Li Zicheng also solved the enemy on his side.

The main force of the cavalry army was also coming in a steady stream. Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng immediately drove the surrendered regiment aside. As for Liu Jinshi's dead body, no one was concerned about it, and they directly merged into the mud in the constant trampling of the cavalry.

This kind of battle has no first-level military achievements, and in fact, Yang Xin's troops have made only a few military achievements.

Soon Sun Shoufa arrived here, and at this time Zhang Xianzhong and the others had arrived at Yuankou Post. The inn was still very prosperous and surrounded by city walls. As for some of the gentry and gentry who were originally in Yuankou Post, they had already fled to Bazhou City to the north.

Sun Shoufa went straight to Bazhou.

But Bazhou was closed and the gentry led the group training to the city wall to defend.

Sun Shoufa did not continue to persist. It took a long time for his huge army to cross the river. Although the Daqing River could pass directly, the reed marshes on the north bank had been completely ignited, with burning fire everywhere, and even the ice surfaces in some places were burned. Next, he and his subordinates who crossed the river continued to control Yuankou and then ensured that their subsequent subordinates continued to cross the river. He didn't know that at this time, the governor of Bazhou had urgently reported that he led his subordinates to rebel and massacre innocent people in Yuankou, causing the death of a large number of kind and innocent people, including Liu Jinshi.

In addition, he also asked the governor of Baoding for help.

The gentry of Bazhou also sent letters to groups around the country for help.
Chapter completed!