The Red Chamber: Lianyufengchai

The toughness of the gambler army is not as good as that of the official army. They have become soldiers for a short period of time and have not received strict training.When the blood and passion at the beginning had passed, their rusticity would quickly decline and the thieves would not be able to fight for a long time. It was bound to want a quick solution. As long as the encircling garrison camp persisted long enough, the thieves would collapse.

Time is passing by with difficulty, and the guarding camp is trying its best to fight against the enemies who have no own.

But no matter how powerful the mandarin duck array was, it couldn't make up for the huge gap in numbers.

The encirclement is slowly shrinking.

Brothers, stand up! Hold on for a while, and Lord Jia will come to support us": Liang Bo is covered in blood, and he has already cut three steel knives, and he is still exhausted. You! Kill, kill one is enough, kill two and earn one. He cut down another bandit army again, and then yelled: "Damn Jia Lian, if Lao Tzu had already suffered a third of the casualties in the guarding camp, they would have collapsed under normal circumstances. It was only because he was in a deep siege today and had nowhere to escape, so he had to fight to the death.

At the same time, the 21 physical morale of the thief army has also reached its limit.

When the general of the bandit army saw that the surrounded official army became more and more brave, he said to the bandit: "Grand Marshal, please let the last general lead the headquarters to rush into the formation and completely defeat the official army."

The thief's face was expressionless, "You handsome two thousand Imperial Forest Army go!"

The so-called Yulin Army is those soldiers in red scarves and white jackets, and they are the most elite forces in the thief army.

The general of the bandit army ordered Jia Lian here to see that the enemy's central army had finally moved, and immediately ordered the second Caohe battalion to attack the bandit army outside the encirclement circle.

Seeing that the guarding battalion was about to break out, those Red Turban soldiers were like a sharp arrow, touching the guarding battalion.

At this time, the guarding camp was exhausted, and it was difficult to resist the attack of the enemy's fresh army.

No matter how hard Liang Bo tried to command the defense, Chen Xing was disintegrated little by little.

As long as they break through, the official army will be defeated!

While waving their weapons, the Red Turban soldiers of the bandit army shouted loudly: "Exterminate the bandits and restore the Ming Dynasty!"

For a time, the slogans of the thieves were everywhere on the battlefield, and the morale of the officers and soldiers was in jeopardy.

Jia Lian also shouted: "Killing the rebels, the gold is ten thousand taels, and the merit is ten thousand households!"

So the officers also shouted in unison.

When everyone on both sides swings a knife, they will shout a horn.

However, it turns out that the lofty and ethereal ideal of reviving the Ming Dynasty is far inferior to the temptation of gold and Wanhuhou.

As far as whether it can be fulfilled, Jia Lian can't manage so much. The officers and soldiers mustered up Yu Yong, and actually put [-] Red Turban soldiers in a large formation. The situation on the field is that the guard camp resisted and half surrounded the Red Turban soldiers, and the thieves. The majority of the army surrounded the garrison camp again, and the siege of the mighty army that the official army had broken at the outermost edge gradually became a line with the garrison battalion.

The battlefield was at a stalemate.

The situation began to favor the official army, and the bandit army was unable to attack, and some people began to waver and retreat.

The remaining Red Turbans of the bandit army acted as a formation team, and once they found someone escaping, they would immediately enforce battlefield discipline.

The battle has been going on for more than an hour, and the guarding battalion that fought first gradually retreated. Seeing that the Red Turbans were about to break through, the Yangzhou battalion rushed forward.

Although the Yangzhou battalion was small in number, it had been recharged for a long time, and when they charged, they hit the salient part of the Red Turbans back, which immediately caused a chain reaction.

The bandit army's offensive was frustrated, and the ordinary soldiers of the bandit army who were accustomed to fighting against the wind could no longer support it, and followed the Red Turbans step by step to retreat.

Once this retreat has begun, it cannot be stopped.

Seeing the collapse of the thieves army is just around the corner.

The thief made a decisive decision and took the last thousand Red Turbans to join the battle.

Since all the enemies have been pressed, Jia Lian has no need to keep his hands.

Perhaps it was contaminated with the atmosphere of the battlefield, or the bloodline of Rongning Er Gong finally awakened today, and felt that Jia, who did not rush up at this time, would not be a good commander. .

Fifty families of the Rong Mansion were guarding them, followed by hundreds of soldiers from the Huaian Battalion.

This was a bloody battle of life and death. Nearly [-] soldiers fought in a small open area to cut off the arm of a thief soldier, and another thief soldier put a sharp knife on the chest of the official soldier.Before he could draw a knife, another officer cut off his head.

Blood permeated this small plain, converged into a river, flowed into the creek, and finally dyed a large area of ​​the river red.

Thirty miles away, Yangzhou City could clearly hear the sound of fighting.

The panic-stricken Yangzhou prefect hurriedly climbed up to the top of the city to look at it, and the frightened organizers defended the city and even Liang Da, who was seriously injured and not healed, was also carried to the top of the wall.

The prefect is like an ant on a hot pan, inquiring about news every quarter of an hour.

Liang Zongbing looked upset, "I said, Lord Prefect, just stop for a while, now Yijun hasn't been defeated yet!"

"How do you know?" The prefect was confused, he never thought that such a thing would happen in Yangzhou in his life.

Liang Zongbing grabbed a chicken leg on the case, "Listen to the voices outside, killing the rebels, gold is worth [-] taels, and merit is [-] households! Moan, Jia Lian's little baby is not small."

The prefect hurriedly listened to it quietly, if the voice seemed to be absent, it was plausible.

In the city, he visited the Imperial Palace of the Imperial Palace of Salt.

Lin Ruhai and Jia Ren are waiting anxiously in the main hall.

Daiyu stayed by Mrs. Jia's side and comforted: "My brother is leading the troops, so he doesn't have to go into battle from 653. He told me himself that if he can't win, he will be fine if he runs back!

Madam Jia sighed again and again, "If Brother Lian has three strengths and two weaknesses here, how can I explain it to the old lady!"

After all, he coughed heavily.

Lin Ruhai immediately grabbed her hand, "How are you?"

Madam Jia smiled and said, "What can I do? Don't make a fuss in front of them.

Daiyu lowered her head and chuckled.

Qingwen, on the other hand, ran outside the second door and kept looking around on tiptoe.

"I'm so anxious, the second master doesn't know what's going on!"

At this time, Jia Lian had no ability to think about other things at all. In his eyes there were only the heads of the bandit army and the slashing swords, and in his ears there were only constant screams and cries for help. Stop and slash left and right.

On his face, his body was dripping with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's. He could only move forward, move forward!

There is no escape route.

Live or die!

Jia Lian seemed to be in a wonderful realm. Every time he waved, every cell in his body seemed to be dancing. Time stopped at this moment, he couldn't hear any sound, and the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet.

He kept shouting, the horse's hoof stepped on the enemy's body, and the broken skull shattered one evil delusion after another. Everything will end where the dream began.

The [-]th chapter is a real stalwart king to king.

There was only one enemy left in front of Jia, who was wearing a crown of Yishan, wearing a dragon robe, a jade belt around his waist, wearing powder-soled boots, and sitting high on a horse.The appearance is completely the emperor's dress.

Jia Lian laughed and said, "Sure enough, the grass stage team can't get on the stage! Are you planning to die if you are too addicted? Then the adults will fulfill you!"

The man pointed at Jia Lian with his sword, "I know you, when the Duke of Rong, Jia Yuan, aided Zhou in his crimes, he should have killed you!"

Jia Lian interrupted: "I, I, the dog's feet! Your flag is still the Grand Marshal, and you don't have a piece of land, so you close the door and call yourself a widow. You call yourself Zhu, and you don't know if it's a corner or not. Are you not ashamed?"

The man suddenly became angry and shouted, "I am the great ancestor..."

Jia Lian had to listen to this man's crazy talk like a psychopath. It's a pity he didn't have a pistol in his hand, otherwise it would be perfect. He picked up the knife and said nothing. Died too much.

Immediately the blade was about to slash his neck, and this man was able to hide.Jia Lian slashed his Wing Shan Crown into the air.

His hair is disheveled, which is why he agrees with his character.

Jia Lian laughed indifferently, "The leader of the bandit is dead, and the army has won a great victory!"

The surrounding Jia Fu family understood and shouted.

The officers and soldiers at the back couldn't see the situation ahead clearly, believed it to be true, and also agreed.

"The official victory!" shook the world.

The thief's face changed greatly, and he immediately sent an order: "I'm still here!"

But the bandit army at the back had already heard the news that the official army was fat, and their morale had collapsed, and they turned around and ran away!

As a result, the situation in which the thieves retreated was irreversible.

Even Jia Lian himself did not expect his words to have such a huge effect.

He laughed: "It's God's will!"

"Lian will kill you!"

The Emperor Caotou was furious and rushed to the crown, well, the crown is gone.

Jing rushed over.

Jia Lian shouted: "It's good to come!"

Cut him off and things are perfect!

The two horses staggered, and the two swords slashed together heavily, only to hear a sound. The sword in Jia Lian's hand was broken, and the emperor said with a grim smile; "Jia Lian, today is your sacrificial day next year!" He waved his sword and slashed over.

Jia Lian's spirits were terrified, and he hurried back to hide, and the blade slashed Jia Lian's arm.

Jia Lian didn't have time to hurt, so he could only beat the horse and escape Jia Rang, who was guarding Jia Lian, and blocked Jia Lian's sword at the critical moment.

Jia Lian didn't run away a few steps, he yelled wildly: "I have a knife, I will kill that son of a bitch! No one should look at me for stealing!"

The two blood-stained general Xu Chaoyong grinned and handed a sword, "Sir, the last general Cong Lai has never seen a civil servant who is not afraid of death like you."

Jia Lian said with a sullen look, "Bullshit! My ancestors have been killing Chinese, and today is a good job! Let me get out of the way!"

He rode his horse and stepped on the corpse of the enemy, as if the gods descended to earth, er, the horse stumbled.

"grown ups!"

The officers next to him shouted in disbelief.

"Bah!" Jia Lian spat out a mouthful of blood, "I'm fine!" After changing a horse, he rushed over again, and the emperor was already crazy.

Fei's troops have been scattered, and Zhou has no his garrison army.

The army is chasing.

Jia Lian is also crazy. He lost a big ugly face just now. He desperately needs the head of the powerful head to shock him. Otherwise, he will never raise his head in front of this big soldier for the rest of his life!

Jia Rang had just held on to Emperor Caotou's sword, but his own sword also snapped.

The sword slashed at Jia Rang's shoulder, bleeding profusely.

Jia Rang grabbed the blade tightly and shouted, "You can't run!"

It was too late, but it was fast, Jia Lian arrived with a knife and stabbed directly into the chest and abdomen of Emperor Caotou.

He is dying!