Last night, Hu Feng entered Hanguan, and the western part of the moon was full of Tiantian Mountain.More rush will chase pride, Moshan sand field horse back!

“Going!”

“Walk on foot!”

Zhou's horses went from small steps to running, and finally completed the acceleration, the hoof sound was thunderous, and rushed to Musa's Guard with great determination and determination.

The newly recruited soldiers in the Guards, looking at the approaching cavalry, could not help shaking.The pressure of oppression tests everyone.

Musa was a professional soldier, and of course knew that the guard team was arranged after the fire thrash array.One by one.The fire-cutter soldier dared to fire the gun without hearing the order, beheading on the spot!

“Bang!”“Bang!”

I don't know who fired the first shot, and then the shot!The smoke filled the air.

However...

Should have been screaming to the end of the week ride, and did not suffer from fire tusks.In front of the fire-dip array of the Guards, only a few wounded Zhou Jun and horses were left.

As a general of the Zhou army, Shen moved to be very clear about the range of Zhou's arms and thrashes, keeping in mind.He did not lead the team into the range, but drew a beautiful arc in front of the fire-dip array, with the Zhou cavalry around the wing of the Guard!

If the cavalry is equipped with a bow and arrow, it should actually be a tactical charge of projectile.However, the Beijing camp firearms are sharp and equipped with artillery, and the cavalry is used to attack and kill the enemy array, and there is no bow and arrow.

“Ah!”

The screams came from the Guards.The guard did not hesitate to behead the front 20 fire soldiers.Military law is like a mountain!Each guard was ordered before the battle began.Musa could not have stopped it even if he wanted to change.

The transmission of orders takes time.

The tragic death of the fire-crystals caused some confusion in the Guards.They were brave men chosen from the four-nation coalition.Including the guard.Many people know each other.If an acquaintance is killed, who will be indifferent?

The move around to the flank was keen to find that Musa's Guards were hesitant and slow when they changed after receiving the flag.When the opportunity to immediately, the silver gun pointed in front of the finger, drink: "Kill the past!"

“Hush!”

It was like a torrent hitting a rock.However, then the Zhou army, like a sharp long knife, close to the formation of the guard cut open and cut through.It’s like a knife cut on tofu.

“Kill!”

Huang Guanzhi, with his cavalry squad, launched a charge from the same place!

...

After the formation of the army from Shen Moxiang to the guard, the battle has been settled!

Later, the situation on the battlefield was side by side.Like a sheep, Zhou Jun drove the Shule Army along the south bank of the Red River.

Some fell into the river and died.The rest, desperately beating the horse's ass, only want to fly up, in order to avoid Zhou Jun's pursuit.

Zhang Sishui commanded to walk forward, and captured and captured countless prisoners along the way!

In the rushing procession, the Persians of Moses kept turning back, sad and angry!Looking at the number of cavalry who was not many weeks, he tried several times to turn back to the bloody battle.He followed Governor Jalali in the red-headed army, and never had such a humiliating defeat.

Ten thousand troops, against a thousand, can lose.Shame on you!After the spread of today’s case, he will always be on the pillar of shame.

Musa’s entourage took him by the rider, leaned over his horse, and said, “General, you can’t fight anymore.”Hurry up and run away!Otherwise it will be dead.”

"Yes, let's go back to the city of Shule and fight again."The meaning of this entourage is: stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood.

Musa was very shy and struggled, but in the end he had to sigh, and still led him out of the battlefield by his followers.

In the wind, the smoke of the war is dissipating!

...

At the head of the city, the summer afternoon sun shines on the brick wall.

The battle from early morning to late afternoon is not over.At this time, Jia Huan had already put down the thousand-mile mirror in his hand.The battlefield has shifted.

Jay is waiting.The throat is slightly dry.He has not eaten or drunk since the morning.Soldiers, he doesn’t understand.But he read history and knew how the famous Wenchen Lu Xiangsheng at the end of the Ming Dynasty was doing: the army tasted the three-day payout, and the elephant rose was not in the water and did not enter, so as to be successful in the hearts of soldiers and the battle.

Logistics, he has arranged for Pangze, Liu Yi dust to do.Bring hot water to the front.

But can we win, win big?He did not dare to determine.On the battlefield, there are not a few things to defeat and win.Jia Huan's character is very cautious and calm.

At this time, a knight under the city, galloping from the far side of the horizon, called all the way to "Big Jie!Big enough!”The people's husbands on the battlefield along the line cheered, "Winning!"

The knight rushed into the city, and the news spread quickly.He went all the way to the city, got down on one knee in front of Jia Huan, and excitedly said, “Jia, Jie!General Shen defeated the Shuul coalition!After breaking the battalion, it is being expelled and captured by the Hu maimed army.It is expected that no fewer than five thousand prisoners will be taken.”

A large stone in Jia Huan's heart landed, and his face, showing a smile, he said, "Good!"

And just before Jia Huan faced unprecedented big, enough to go down in the annals of history, only said a "good" word containing emotions, the city of Kushroom bursting with deafening cheers, "Big week wins!"

The emotions gathered by individual individuals were as if a violent volcano were erupting.This is the spirit of the Han Dynasty, the spirit of the Great Zhou Empire!

...

In the wounded hospital in the city, dozens of female escorts are taking care of the wounded.And the latest news, along with the wounded, the people passed in.

Chen was half kneeling in front of his bed, taking care of a young soldier with a broken hand.She has a beautiful face.Hold on at this time.The woman next to her, with tears on her face, said with joy: "Sister Chen, do you hear me?"

Chen nodded his head, unable to resist tears.

Father, mother, brother, sister, do you hear?

Your revenge will be reported!

She was a local Han woman in Shule, and she was sold as a female slave when the ancient ministry of the outphingan killed Shule City.It was bought by the Guo family's caravan and brought to Dunhuang.Later, he participated in the medical training course established by Jia Jianjun.Go to Turtles, and then follow here.

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Chen Chen lowered his head and cried.Crying with joy.

...

The joy of victory is infected by everyone in the army.And the ride, as you can imagine!The victory of this battle means that the Zhou army is about to control the entire Shule area.This land of two million people is rich.

Yongji 19 years, the beginning of May 5th, Zhou Jun and the Shule coalition will fight in the grassland west of the city of Kwok, General Wu Yi, Qian Shunqiu commanding properly, to get the big Jie!

Tell me, even if it goes to Turtles!Underneath, he needed more resources.This, Governor Qi, will not refuse.

Five days later, Jia Huan led the recruitment from the city of Kushner, plus 2,000 troops integrated from the surrendered army to the outside of Shule.With the army, and the ten guns that built meritorious deeds.

At this time, Shen Moqing had led the Ministry to block the Shule Army in the city for several days.