"Master, Magui has arrived at Lugou Bridge!"

Yang Biao caught up with Yang Feng and said.

Yang Dashuai's eyes immediately turned to Lugou Bridge. You could see smoke filled the sky above Xingbao, which was obviously fighting there, but in the sky east of Xingbao, rockets could also be seen exploding.

Obviously another militia brigade arrived.

Moreover, in the sky above the forests facing Jietai Temple to the south, the smoke of gunpowder was still like mist.

This means that Fangshan brigade is still fighting guerrillas in the mountains and forests, and Magui's back team still cannot get out of the mountain smoothly.

"Don't worry about them, Magui is not able to open the Star Fort yet!"

He said immediately.

Indeed, Magui's cavalry could not threaten Xingbao.

As for the issue of them circumventing Xingbao and Lugou Bridge and directly crossing the river on the ice of Lugou River, let this be left to these militia brigades.

The Lugou River is the original flood flooding area from Lugou Bridge, so there are high dams on both sides, especially the south part of the capital. Because the Lugou River even broke out a tributary in Nanyuan before, it can be said that it is the top priority for flood control, so the embankment is repaired particularly high. When the water level falls in this season, the gap between the river surface and the embankment is higher than that of the city wall of the capital. As long as the militia completes the deployment of the embankment in time, it is no less difficult for Magui to rush over than the siege.

So it is impossible to go around.

And Yang Dashuai is very busy now and has no time to play with him.

The cavalry in front had been squeezed to the narrow area on the north bank of Lushi Mountain and the south to the narrow area on the north bank of Lugou River. Behind it are Moshikou and Pangcun Ferry, but they can no longer retreat here because they will be forced back to the mountainous area if they retreat again. Moreover, their follow-up troops from Matan Road and Sanjiadian are crowded more and more in this area, which is no longer enough to make the cavalry move.

The Red Turban Army, which had formed a formation in Hegezhuang before, has even begun to take the initiative...

After all, the enemy in front of them couldn't run.

In total, it is roughly equivalent to the area of ​​the capital. The area they controlled and occupied by several hills such as Shijingshan, but the remaining flat land was crowded with more than 30,000 cavalry. Only at this level of crowding can they gallop. Can they gallop?

The cavalry can't run...

What's the difference between it and infantry?

Marshal Yang walked out of the chariot with high spirits. With the fearful eyes of the cavalry on the opposite side, he carried his commander's flag and walked straight forward. However, after walking only thirty steps, he stopped again, and then inserted the commander's flag on the ground, looking at the cavalry about two hundred meters away...

"go ahead!"

He shouted.

The soldiers lined up in an orderly manner immediately moved forward and walked almost thirty steps.

"stop!"

Then he shouted without looking back.

Everyone stopped.

"Raising the gun and shooting!"

He shouted.

The musketeers in the front row immediately pulled the trigger, and dense bullets whistled by both sides of him. Someone fell down from the cavalry lined up in front. The cavalry were restless in chaos, but no one dared to move forward. Instead, they continued to make their formation more dense in the retreat. Cavalrymen who were constantly sending orders arrived behind them, urging them to make way forward quickly. After all, the ones behind didn't know what was going on here. So many cavalry were squeezed into the main exit of the millstone mouth, which made it impossible for the ones behind to move forward at all.

Yang Feng pulled out the handsome flag beside him, carried it on his shoulder and continued forward, then walked thirty steps again, and stopped again and inserted the handsome flag.

"go ahead!"

He shouted.

The infantry formed a formation behind and continued to move forward.

"stop!"

Then they stopped again with Yang Feng's roar, and raised the musket at his order, aimed at the cavalry in front and pulled the trigger...

The distance between two hundred meters is indeed a bit far.

But as long as the cavalry in front is dense enough, it is perfect.

When one hundred cavalry is a square kilometer, shooting at this distance is similar to wasting bullets, but when one thousand cavalry is a square kilometer, such shooting has a sufficient hit rate. If three thousand cavalry are crowded per square kilometer, it is estimated that even a single shot can be shot in the sky.

Shooting into the sky can also kill people.

There are news that when a few grams of bullets from a modern rifle fired into the sky, they were killed by falling bullets. Moreover, these muskets were one or two bullets, which was not much lighter than Lao Ganma's bullet head. The latter was only 40 or 50 grams, roughly equivalent to the weight of the standard version of the turtle dove gun in the past. However, some old turtle dove guns in the hands of the Red Turt Army militia did use this weight of bullets, which was one or two or half of the bullets in the past, but the new one had shrunk to one or two.

so……

Just keep squeezing.

These cavalry had no way to retreat because their follow-up was still moving forward on the mountain road behind.

They did not support either. Although if Magui crossed the Lugou River, he would indeed force the Red Turban Army to retreat, the problem was that Magui couldn't cross the river.

There was a standard version of Star Fort, and at least two militia brigades were blocking him.

Behind him there was a militia brigade blocking his team.

How many can he come out of the mountain?

A few thousand is good.

So as long as you continue to squeeze, unless the cavalry here abandons the war horses and enters the forest, this will be the result sooner or later.

Besides, Yang Feng doesn’t have to use a musket. As long as he squeezes to a sufficient density, he can maintain the formation and continue to bombard the artillery. If the field guns are not powerful enough, then pull out the heavy artillery in the city. Speaking of which, there are even siege cannons in the city. What is the scene of 24-pound cannon bombarding the cavalry?

It is estimated that one shot of erosion for dozens of meters should not be a problem.

There are even large mortars, try to replace them with flowering bullets and bombard them?

There are more Rockets.

Of course, these cavalry won't be that stupid either. They won't be able to guess the result, nor will they wait until this time.

Just when Yang Feng advanced for the fourth time and stopped, the cavalry opposite had already raised his spear.

They chose to break through.

Yang Feng smiled and inserted the handsome flag beside him...

"Don't let an enemy cross the handsome flag!"

He said.

Then he moved his body and walked forward so proudly.

The infantry behind him proudly moved forward, and the flag that walked past him stopped again, then quickly set up a musket to aim at the cavalry that began to attack. At the same time as the muzzle flames erupted, Yang Dashui suddenly roared, raised his fist to face the enemy's full speed. With the whistling sound of bullets passing by, he also bumped into an enemy army, and the fist hit the horse's head like a cannonball.

The war horse suddenly fell to his knees, and the cavalry on his back was instantly thrown out.

The cavalry behind him came to Yang Feng in a blink of an eye, and stabbed his armor with a spear in his hand. While avoiding it, he grabbed the cavalry.

He just grabbed it, like a toy doll, and threw it hard among the cavalry behind him.

The cavalry that rushed the infantry musketeers behind him fell in pieces among the dense bullets, and the rest were still moving forward frantically.

The musketeer quickly retreated into the spear formation.

Second-line musketeers face the enemy.

However, Yang Feng ignored the battle that had begun behind him and walked forward proudly among the attacking cavalry.

The cavalry stayed away from him without hesitation.

Yang Feng was just walking around in the garden, going upstream among thousands of troops, and the real bloody battle behind him had begun.

The cavalry that fought desperately even crossed the second line, but the third line behind was waiting for them.

The cavalry, whose impact power was exhausted, had to slow down and start a real melee fight. On the horse's back they slashed their spears at their opponents, and then fell into the dense spears. Below the spears were the musketeers who had been stabbed with guns, constantly stabbing their spears into their bodies under the cover of the spears' dense forest. Because the corpses of people and war horses in front of them, the cavalry behind were even forced to dismount, then took out bows and arrows, and shot against the Red Turban Army at close range.

But what awaits them is several times the musket shooting.

This is a real bloody battle.

More than one hundred thousand people fought bloody battles on the vast battlefield. Their blood stained the earth red, and their dead bodies turned into meat mud while trampling.

The Tongzhou militia brigade, which was reinforced behind, has left the city.

Not only them, but also the militia brigades were cavalry battalions from Miyun, Sanhe, Xianghe and other places. There were many horse farms near the capital. Most of the militia brigades had cavalry battalions of varying numbers. Even several militia combat brigades in Yongping were horse-riding infantry, and even if they were not horse-riding infantry, they could be chariot-like.

This is the real decisive battle.

However, General Yang walked around the enemy, and no one dared to attack him. Even if the Northwest cavalry hated him to the core, they could only stay away from him silently, as if dozens of meters around him were a penalty area for death, but the actual situation was similar, because General Yang would pick up a stone from time to time. With his strength, the stones within a range of 30 meters were comparable to shells, and those who were hit were dead. Of course, in fact, it was mainly because of fear. Now these cavalrymen were trembling when they saw him.

They would rather go to the Red Turban Army infantry formation behind them.

"Invincible is so lonely!"

Marshal Yang sighed sadly.

Then he walked across the Lugou River and went directly to the Jingying and Liangxiang Brigades in the array. The soldiers were also watching their generals walk with shocking eyes, watching the enemies who didn't even dare to get close, and they bypassed him like frightened birds.

"Master!"

Yu Xing and others greeted him and saluted him.

Yang Feng looked at Du Wenhuan...

"Are you Du Tong's son?"

He said.
To be continued...