Peng Hu's hesitation gave Yuan Jun more opportunities for his soldiers to line up and cross the river.
One hundred shield bearers still held their shields high and tried their best to protect their comrades crossing the bridge behind.
To be honest, Peng Cai had never read the Art of War, but he was keenly aware of the opportunity at this time.
But when he looked on the shore, he saw that Peng Hu was still standing there stupidly with thousands of Peng's tribesmen, and Peng Cai was furious.
"Don't miss this opportunity!"
"Beat the drum, order Peng Hu to attack immediately!"
Peng Cai hammered the ship's plank hard and shouted!
In recent years, due to the lack of governance in counties and counties, water bandits and river pirates have become increasingly rampant. The Peng family specially modified several grain ships to serve as war ships to protect the waterways.
The small boat Peng Cai was on just now was the fastest one among them.
The large ship we are now on is the largest of them all, with a capacity of a hundred people.
There are several large drums and gongs placed on the boat, which can not only fill the stage for Peng, but also give command in battle.
Peng Hu on the shore heard the drums and immediately understood that Peng Cai was urging him to attack.
Although I don't understand why Peng Cai is in a hurry to attack instead of slowly besieging the army on the river bank surrounded by water.
But Peng Hu did not dare to disobey his elder brother's order and immediately shouted:
"Come with me and charge! Don't let an officer escape!"
"We must capture that handsome man alive!"
Seeing that Peng's tribe finally launched a full-line attack, Zhao Jiahou immediately reported his hand to Yuan Yao.
"Young Master, half of the brothers have crossed the bridge, you should cross the bridge first, I will hold on here!"
Yuan Yao didn't hesitate, patted Zhao Jiehou on the shoulder, stepped onto the wooden bridge, and headed south under the protection of four personal guards.
"Shoot rockets!"
Zhao Jiehou ordered.
Zhao Jiaohou and his soldiers had not been training in vain these past few months, and they had already placed several piles of burning reeds in front of the formation.
The archers tied arrows soaked in kerosene and ignited them on the fire. While bending their bows and setting arrows, they waited for the flames on the cloth to burn fully before shooting rockets into the sky.
Dozens of rockets drew beautiful arcs in the sky, and most of them landed in the reeds arranged fifty steps in front of the formation.
Yuan Yao did not ask his soldiers to cut down nearby trees to make antlers. Instead, he asked his soldiers to spend all their time harvesting reeds.
The most indispensable thing along the Xiushui River is the reeds. Hundreds of people took action and cut many piles easily.
Yuan Yao asked the reeds to be piled in front of the formation, and then lit them. Suddenly the flames shot into the sky, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.
The reeds were extremely flammable and burned very vigorously, which immediately stopped Peng Hu and thousands of Peng's tribe.
In fact, if there were thousands of them, it wouldn't be a big deal if they just stepped over the flames. At most, it would burn their eyes for a while and make some tears come out.
It may even be possible to step over hundreds of people and stamp out this pile of virtual fire.
But unfortunately, they were not a well-trained regular army, and they fell into chaos when encountering this situation.
Peng Hu jumped up and rushed over the fire. When he turned around, he found that few people were following him.
It was him who turned back and roared, forcing everyone to reluctantly jump over the fire.
No hurries? This reed burns vigorously and quickly. It will burn out in just a few seconds. How short is this one minute?
Most of the Peng tribe thought so.
But even in the few dozen seconds that they were delayed, Yuan Jun's archers, who had finished shooting their arrows, were already on the bridge.
Only the hundreds of shieldmen who stood guard at the bridge entrance were left.
Peng Cai was furious. If this continued, he might not even be able to retain the last hundred or so soldiers!
"Peng Jin, take people ashore immediately to cover up the killing!"
Peng Jin stood next to Peng Cai and was ordered to jump off the ship immediately and get into his own boat.
Peng Jin took out a reed whistle from nowhere and started blowing it.
Although it was very noisy at this time, the sharp and special whistle was still clearly transmitted to the surrounding ships.
Then different whistles sounded in different directions, and soon hundreds of fishermen on boats were paddling toward the bridge entrance.
Seeing Peng's ships rapidly approaching, Zhao Jiahou already knew that he would not be able to evacuate all his soldiers to the south bank as planned.
"Qian team rate!"
Zhao Jiehou shouted.
A team member next to him turned around sharply: "My subordinates are here!"
"You lead the right team to retreat first, and I will break up the rear!"
Captain Qian looked at the situation that was about to be encircled, shook his head and said: "Brother Zhao, you and Zhao Er retreat first, I, Lao Qian, will take care of it this time!"
Qian Duizhui was once saved by Zhao Jiehou, and the two were close friends. At this moment, no matter what, the two Zhao brothers could not be allowed to die at the Dongjin ferry crossing.
Zhao Er also said hurriedly: "Brother, you and Team Qian are the first to retreat, I will hold back!"
Zhao Jiahou was furious: "When did this happen!"
"Execute military orders!"
Zhao Jiahou's order cannot be doubted. Zhao Er still wanted to speak, but his brother put a knife on his neck!
Captain Qian was silent, Zhao Da and Zhao Er were indeed our Lujiang people!
"Brothers from the right team, withdraw!"
Captain Qian shouted loudly, looked at the Zhao brothers for the last time, and then turned away.
But Peng's fleet came very quickly, especially when he saw another group of officers and soldiers coming to the bridge to retreat south, Peng Jin hurriedly puffed up his cheeks and blew his whistle.
In just one breath, two fishing boats changed their course and ran directly into the wooden bridge regardless of the risk of the boats falling apart and capsizing.
Qian Duizhui happened to be in the middle of the evacuation team. Fortunately, he had rich experience in escaping. When he saw the situation was wrong, he immediately jumped off the bridge and survived the collision between the two fishing boats.
More than a dozen Yuan Jun fell into the water as the wooden bridge collapsed. Although the fishermen on the fishing boat were hit, they quickly stabilized their bodies, picked up the harpoon on the boat and thrust it into the fallen Yuan Jun.
More than ten people were still flopping and howling in the river, but they were killed by these steady and ruthless fishermen.
There were also more than ten young men from the Peng family on board the boat. They were knocked around and they were all scolding these fishermen for not even knowing how to row a boat. They would hit the bridge when they were about to land, and they were acting like stupid fishermen.
How did they know that these fishermen changed their course after getting Peng Jin's whistle order.
The dozen or so farmers did not dare to stay in the damaged and leaking boat. They all raised their weapons and started fighting with the soldiers in front of them.
Captain Qian was picked up by his soldiers with spears. Seeing this group of Zongmin who were not afraid of killing people, they couldn't help but gasp.
Of the fifty men on his right team, only a dozen came over, and the rest were intercepted and killed by these two ships.
Qian Duizui cursed angrily, already knowing in his heart that the Zhao brothers would definitely die now.
At this time, the Zhao brothers and the last fifty soldiers were locked in a fierce battle on three sides.
It was a tough fight, mainly because the Peng family members didn't know how to fight, so they rushed forward in a rush, and the crowd was so crowded that they didn't take advantage of their numerical advantage.
The Zhao brothers commanded their soldiers to gather together and form a circle, with the outermost ring holding shields, trying their best to resist the siege of Peng's tribe.
The soldiers in the inner circle were just hacking and stabbing with swords, swords and spears, and they would definitely be able to kill and wound the Peng family tribesmen who were crowded shoulder to shoulder.
Facing the shield formation, the Peng family members just slashed their weapons randomly to vent their anger.
However, the effect is not obvious. The sword mostly falls on the strong shield, and the damage caused is very limited.
Because there were too many people, Peng's tribe slashed aimlessly, often accidentally injuring the hands of their own people.
Peng Hu couldn't exert any strength even though he was squeezed into the crowd. He was so angry that he shouted loudly again, causing the crowd around him to disperse.
"Stand back and look at me!"
Peng Hu raised his two axes and walked towards the shield formation alone.
