Chapter 1003: Magnificent Power of Han (One Hundred and Twenty-Seven)

Dong Zhuang was lying in the grass, covered with a layer of thatch. He was now the commander of the Third Division of the New First Army, and was also the first batch of the New First Army to enter Qi. Zhang Hongyu fulfilled his promise when he first pried Dong Zhuang to the New First Army.

Dong Zhuang's Third Division entered Qi without the flag of the New First Army, but mixed in with Meng Chong's Southern Army Group. After arriving at the destination, they quietly lurked. Dong Zhuang's current hiding place is called Lingshan. There is a road at the foot of the mountain, from Jimo to Jucheng, and a little further away from this road is the Mengsha River.

Dong Zhuang wants to ambush Jimo here. Mo went to assist the Qi* troops in Jucheng.

Dong Zhuang had a deep hatred for the Qi* troops led by Tian Fucheng. It was they who invaded Tianhe and killed, injured, looted, and committed all kinds of evil in Tianhe County, which caused the tragedy of his family.

"Kill all these beasts!" He said to himself fiercely in his heart, but his hand gently stroked a divine crossbow beside him. This thing is so powerful. It can shoot hundreds of crossbow arrows at the same time. When facing the densely packed enemy formation, it is simply a supreme weapon.

"Commander, the message tree on the top of the mountain has fallen!" A guard ran over and said to Dong Zhuang.

Dong Zhuang was immediately refreshed, "Finally they are here. We have been hiding here for several days and thought they would not come. Tell all the troops to obey my orders and not to attack at will."

"Understood!"

Cheng Siwei never expected that the seemingly flat road in front of him was already full of dangers. The Han army that entered Qi was besieging Qu Wan in Jucheng. Now he has not left Jimo yet. He would never have thought that there was a Han army hiding here, quietly waiting for his arrival.

With the cavalry as the vanguard, the entire army was divided into three sections. The military supplies and food were placed in the central army. This was also the most For a safe marching method.

Dong Zhuang narrowed his eyes, watching the cavalry slowly passing by the mountain, and slowly pulled the trigger of the Shenji Crossbow. His target was the neatly lined Qi infantry in the middle.

"Begin!" He roared, and his fingers suddenly hooked. The whole body of the Shenji Crossbow trembled violently, and a series of ringing sounds rang out, like a series of meteors shooting from the mountain city to the Qi troops on the road below the mountain.

At the moment Dong Zhuang shot, a loud military bugle sounded on Lingshan Mountain, and countless crossbow arrows shot down from the hillside like pouring rain. The Qi army was caught off guard and was suddenly attacked, and it was like being cut leeks. Generally, they were shot down in rows.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" Screams came one after another. Cheng Siwei looked up at the hillside, where rows of Han* troops in navy blue uniforms had stood up. A large flag was raised, fluttering in the wind. Looking at the number of the newly formed First Army, Cheng Siwei's face turned ashen.

After the rain of feather arrows, countless boulders rolled down. These boulders fell on the mountain road, smashing the carriages carrying military supplies and food, and piled up layer by layer on the mountain road. The cavalry in the front was blocked by the boulders and could only go uphill before returning to help. The whole team stretched into a long dragon was like this. It was already in chaos.

"Order the whole army to retreat to Mengsha River!" Cheng Siwei made a prompt decision and ordered the whole army to retreat to Mengsha River. At this time, it was impossible to escape smoothly whether forward or backward. Retreating to Mengsha River behind him seemed to be an absolute way, but the wide beach was conducive to his regrouping troops and fighting the enemy to the death.

It can be said that this is the only correct path Cheng Siwei can choose at present.

"Son of a bitch, it's really smart!" Dong Zhuang stood up, drew his sword, and shouted: "The whole army will attack and drive the enemy into the river."

On Lingshan, rows of Han soldiers came out from the hidden He stood up and ran down the mountain.

When Dong Zhuang chased to Mengsha River, Cheng Sihe had already formed several square formations with the remaining soldiers leaning against the Mengsha River.

"Crossbow!" Dong Zhuang shouted.

The Shenji crossbow was still on the mountain, but the soldiers still had arm crossbows in their hands. With Dong Zhuang's roar, several rows of soldiers raised their arm crossbows at the same time. The buzzing sound was endless. The crossbow arrows flew into the sky and shot towards the Qi army on the opposite side.

The shields were raised by the Qi soldiers one by one. Amid the clanging sound, most of the crossbow arrows were blocked by the shields, and a few crossbow arrows shot through the gaps in the shields. He got into the enemy and shot the unlucky soldiers to the ground.

The two armies slowly approached each other amidst the archers' shooting. They were like two aggressive bulls, staring at each other with red eyes, wanting to kill each other.

Dong Zhuang walked at the front of the team, holding his Mo Dao high. In his eyes, what flashed at this moment was his messy home, his brothers and sisters whose lives and deaths were unknown, his mother who cried blind, and his father who was bent over from exhaustion.

"Kill!" He roared wildly, jumped up, and the Mo Dao in his hand circled, like a tiger coming down the mountain, and pounced directly into the enemy's crowd.

The beach of Mengsha River was filled with soldiers from both sides fighting each other. From time to time, people fell on the beach and could never get up again. After fighting for a while, Cheng Siwei had to painfully realize that his soldiers were no match for the Han army in such a head-on melee. The Han army soldiers were well-trained. In such a chaotic battle, they could always cleverly form a situation of fighting with more people in a very small area, cover each other, and have absolute trust in each other. This was simply impossible in the Qi army. It required long-term and rigorous training to achieve it. The individual bravery of the Qi army soldiers was not inferior to that of the Han army soldiers on the opposite side. But the problem is that they often have to face several Han soldiers, some of whom are responsible for defense, some for blocking, and some for killing. If they turn to another direction and change to another enemy, their roles can be reversed immediately.

Their team is already being slowly pressed towards the Mengsha River behind them.

Jimo, when Cheng Siwei was in a tough battle and in danger, the messenger he sent at the beginning of the attack rushed into Jimo City on a fast horse, "General Cheng was attacked in Lingshan, send reinforcements quickly!" After the knight said this, he fell off the horse with a thud, and his warhorse almost vomited white blood at the same time, and the four hooves softened, Fell to the ground.

"Asshole!" Tian Fucheng was furious after receiving the bad news. He looked at Wang Pei in front of him, "I said we can't go to rescue Jucheng, but you and Cheng Siwei both wanted to go. The Han army has already set a trap. What should we do now? Tell me, what should we do?"

Wang Pei's face was also very solemn, "Second Master, now is not the time to pursue responsibility. We must send troops immediately to rescue General Cheng Siwei."

"Can we still rescue him? Is it too late?" Tian Fucheng's voice was hoarse. Cheng Siwei was one of his key generals. If he said he didn't go to rescue him, I'm afraid the generals under him would not agree.

"Whether we can rescue him or not, we will We must rescue him.” Wang Pei whispered. “Even if the army cannot rescue him, we must rescue General Cheng Siwei.”

“Go!” Tian Fucheng waved his hand, and suddenly felt that the end was coming.

Cheng Siwei did not hold on until Wang Pei came to rescue him. His army was defeated by Dong Zhuang’s newly formed First Army Third Division in Mengsha River. Under the protection of the guards, Cheng Siwei swam across the Mengsha River in a panic. The entire river was covered with the heads of Qi soldiers swimming to escape. Looking at this spectacular scene, Dong Zhuang no longer had the intention to kill them all. The previous resentment in his heart, on the battlefield where flesh and blood were flying just now, unconsciously dissipated. Quite a few.

"Gather the troops and march towards Jimo City!" Dong Zhuang shouted.

When Wang Pei's rescue team just advanced to Mashan, the news of Cheng Siwei's annihilation came. Wang Pei had no time to feel sad, and quickly ordered the army to seize Mashan and establish a defense line. He believed that the Han army would arrive in front of him soon.

What Wang Pei expected was exactly right. As soon as he reached Mashan, Dong Zhuang's Third Division came at lightning speed and launched a new round of attack on Mashan without any explanation.

The battle lasted until late at night. Dong Zhuang was unable to capture Mashan, and Wang Pei launched several counterattacks, but was unable to shake the Third Division's camp. The two sides will be deadlocked here. Down.

At this time, the other two armies of the newly formed First Army were rapidly approaching Jimo. These were the First Division and the Second Division led by Cui Chengxiu and Gao Chengdong. Their mission was to attack Jimo directly and take Jimo as quickly as possible while Dong Zhuang was holding back a large number of enemy forces.

When 20,000 Han soldiers appeared outside Jimo City like a god, Tian Fucheng felt that the sky was about to fall. His men were now pitifully few in number. Cheng Siwei's troops were defeated, and Wang Pei took away another part of his troops. Now he had less than 10,000 people in his hands. How could he defend Jimo?

Wang Pei did not have a strong position in Mashan How long can they hold out? When Cui Chengxiu led the First Division to reinforce Dong Zhuang, Wang Pei could no longer resist. After Cheng Siwei, his troops were also defeated.

When Cheng Siwei and Wang Pei's flags appeared under Jimo City, the whole city of Jimo was silent. The city had completely lost the courage to resist.

"Attack!" Cui Chengxiu was full of vigor and vitality. He raised his saber high and suddenly dropped it. Tens of thousands of Han soldiers shouted loudly, pushing siege vehicles, battering vehicles, carrying ladders, and rushed to the walls of Jimo. At this time, Jimo's master Tian Fucheng did not appear on the top of the city to organize the battle. Perhaps he had known Knowing that his doomsday was approaching, Tian Fucheng actually changed into the clothes of the King of Qi in the hall, wearing a tall robe and a crown, sitting upright on the throne in the hall, listening woodenly to the shouts and killings coming from outside.

Jimo City was easily captured by the Han army without any resistance.

"Second Master!" Cao Jin ran into the hall in panic. He just shouted once, and then he was like a rooster with its neck strangled, unable to speak anymore. Although the second master Tian, ​​dressed in a gorgeous dress, sat upright on the throne, the black blood that kept flowing from the corner of his mouth made Cao Jin's eyes full of blood. (To be continued)