The night is the best cover, and no matter which side, it is like this, the defeated soldiers took advantage of the night to escape and climbed up the rugged hillside.

The local soldiers were limp on the ground, while the officers looked worried.

The terrain near the water is different, and the flat land can be more than twenty miles. Although it cannot be compared with Henan, it is not the unmatched mountain and ridge on both sides of the shore that are so steep that they see after entering the gorge. This flat land (where Yong'an Palace is located), the new wife

The beach, Yangyan Tiebang Beach (when Yang Liang overturned his boat in Dongpu time, he even had sandbanks in the rivers such as Zhuge Gulei, and they were all submerged after the Three Gorges were stored in later generations.

If such a flat land is rushing to the enemy's cavalry, it will be a great threat.

It would be fine if I was prepared. I transferred the troops formed by the refugees of Yong and Qin in the past to resist.

But I am afraid that I am not prepared, the thief army went too fast.

As Li Cheng's Military Academy was worried, Fu An took to see hundreds of cavalry traveling west.

The moon was unclear and it was dark. The men held up torches and stared at them.

Whenever you encounter rugged places, slow down your horse and pass carefully.

When you encounter a plain land, you will suddenly speed up and run west.

Along the way, there are citrus forests everywhere.

There are many houses in the forest, gloomy and quiet. Perhaps there are people, but now they are all closed and trembling.

There are also many salt wells and are widely distributed. You can see one every one or two miles, which seems to be mined by private people.

The people in this place probably lived with this.

Fu An took back his thoughts and rushed through the citrus forest and salt well like a gust of wind. When he arrived at an unknown stream, he encountered a soldier who marched overnight. It seemed that he was heading for a long time.

Both sides encountered each other by the small wooden bridge and both found each other.

"Crash!" The torch was unstable in the wind of the river. He An knew that he could not wait for the enemy to set up a formation at the bridge, so he directly issued an order to charge.

Several riders jumped out first, and the iron armor and long reflection flashed through the night sky.

The war horses gasped and stepped on the creaking wooden bridge, and rushed into the enemy's huddle without hesitation.

Sparse arrows shot from the opposite side.

The knights completely ignored the sound of breaking through the air whistling in their ears, and even turned a deafening sound of war horses behind them neighing in pain or falling into the stream.

The sound of collisions, screams, and screams rang almost at the same time.

The torch fell to the ground like a meteor. In the dark night, the crisp sound of weapons and the sound of cries suddenly became dense, followed by the chaotic footsteps and the loud crying calling friends.

Fu An rode his horse and rushed across the wooden bridge.

There was already a strong smell of blood in the river wind. Under the dim firelight, he saw a tribal warrior being stabbed through the gap in his armor. He fell down without saying a word, and was furious.

"Peng!" I couldn't see anything clearly, so Fu An simply rushed to the place where the most crowded people and the most dense torches were.

The cavalry following behind him followed suit. Everyone responded to each other and drove repeatedly until the horse was stuck in the human bones and could not be pulled out, and the knife was curled. Only then did they feel that the front was empty and the soldiers had completely attacked the soldiers.

Scattered.

The withered weeds burned, creating an extremely choking smell of smoke.

The ground was filled with houses and torches, equipment, and the groans of wounded soldiers scattered all over the ground.

Of course, there are also people who are holding their wounds tightly, allowing blood to overflow from their fingers, and squirming towards the outside of the battlefield without a sound. They just crawled and stopped moving, leaving only their wide eyes, freezing the last trace of their spirit.

Look quietly at the direction of your hometown.

All the cavalry dismounted, recycled the horses, replaced the spare short soldiers, and ate some water.

The river wind blew up, and the fire became stronger and stronger, gradually spreading to the citrus forest.

Those quiet houses finally made some movement.

Some people rushed out with the courage to rush out, holding wooden barrels and washbasins in hand, and hurriedly putting out the fire.

Fu An glanced at him and met an old woman's eyes.

The old woman trembled all over, and the basin in her hand fell to the ground, and all the water spilled.

Fu An waved her hand and signaled her to do whatever she wanted.

Old Ji Ru received a general amnesty and got into the darkness again.

After the rest, more than 600 people boarded the horse in sequence and continued to travel westward.

When we arrived at the east bank of the flood, we encountered another army that had just set out, about 2,000 people, and even fifty cavalrymen were walking with horses.

This time it was surprisingly smooth.

The enemy was unprepared and was scattered in one charge, scattered everywhere in the night.

Fu An rushed across the river with more than 470 cavalry cavalrymen.

He felt that he was no longer fighting for his military achievements, and he actually enjoyed the pleasure of killing.

Hundreds of riders rushed into the brightly lit West.

The soldiers who were digging a trench and strengthening the camp did not react at first, until noisy sounds sounded on the camp, and as time went by, the sound waves became increasingly fierce.

The two sides of the flood seemed to wake up at the same time.

There were thousands of soldiers in the east, and they were surprised to find that enemy cavalry had bypassed their defense zone and rushed to the west.

To be honest, He'an was also surprised. He had no idea that there were still brigades on the east bank before crossing the river.

It’s all because of the dark night!

What should I do at this time? If someone cuts off the back, how can I go back? After all, they only have hundreds of riders.

Once the enemy reacts, you will be surrounded to death. Should you stop when you see it?

Haha, this is not a problem for Fu An at all.

He decided to continue to rush! Taking advantage of the enemy's construction of camps overnight, and taking advantage of this chaos, the wolf would stir up hard first.

The sound of horse hooves sounded again, and a new round of charge began, and the killing continued.

*******

The northwest wind was blowing, and the "liang" flag on the mast was flying, making it sound like a crafty sound.

Against the wind! Against the water!

Yang Bao sighed and did not order an attack until after nightfall.

A fire broke out in Jiangguan on the north bank as the only guide in the darkness.

In the dangerous waves under Kuimen, more than fifty ships carried two thousand navy generals and moved forward with great efforts.

The cabin hands were sweating heavily and looked at the shore.

The boatmen shouted softly and fought with the waves with all their strength.

The river wind is filled with an unpleasant smell of water. After smelling it for a long time, you will even have an illusion: this is no different from the smell of blood.

A fierce killing sound broke out in Jiangbei.

Yang Bao, who was standing at the bow of the boat, looked up and identified carefully.

The sound of killing extends from high to low, all the way to the riverside.

The drums rumbled continuously, resounding across the river, attracting everyone's attention.

If nothing unexpected happens, it is the main force of Julu County Prince who arrived one by one, but there are actually not many people.

There are only four or five thousand infantry and cavalry, but there is no supply for too many.

But just a few thousand men were like tigers in the mountains, fighting out from the middle of the two cities of Fish and White Emperor.

On the Maling Road, there were flames and the sound of killing was shocking.

Under the illumination of the fire, Yang Bao even saw one fallen flag after another and an unknown general flag.

The enemy navy on the beach in the middle of the river moved.

They tried hard to adjust their course, headed towards the north bank, and met with the navy parked on the Jiangpu, and seemed to be about to respond to the defeated troops.

"It's this time!" Yang Bao withdrew his gaze, shouted loudly, and said, "Beat the drum!"

"Beat the drum!"

"Beat the drum!"

The orders were passed down. After a while, the excited drums sounded first on his ship, followed by the second ship, the third ship, more than fifty fighting ships, each beating drums and responding, slowly closing them down.

formation.

Jiang Tao was dangerous, and some ships were beating the drums and there was no movement. There were only waves of horror shouts in the darkness.

No one will save them.

Not to mention that it will be night, even during the day, they will not be able to save it, because they are sailing near Jiangzhongtan and the battle is about to break out.

The army on the sandbank also discovered this fleet that was raiding in the darkness of the night.

They were surprised that Kuimen is a ghost gate, and it is very dangerous to sail. You are still sailing at night, aren’t you afraid of death?
To be continued...