The scorching sun is high and the dust and sand are endless.
Looking around, there is a bare yellow patch between heaven and earth. Except for the steep and undulating loess mountains, there is no green at all.
Cao Wenzhao left exhausted, hungry and thirsty.
Half an hour ago, Cao Bianjiao sent someone to report that he had captured Qiutou Town and was pursuing the rogue bandits.
After hearing this news, Cao Wenzhao felt relieved and even took off his armor.
The weather in July is really unbearably hot, almost dehydrating me.
"Work harder. Let's rest after we enter Qiutou Town. After we've eaten and drank enough, we'll go after the front army."
After hearing this, all the soldiers responded and their pace quickened a bit.
It's a pity that Cao Wenzhao can't enter Qiutou Town.
On the mountain ridge not far away, Li Zicheng kept watching his movements.
Seeing Cao Wenzhao's troops all pass through the narrow mountain pass in Maoli, Li Zicheng finally got his chance.
"The whole army attacks, no one should be let go."
The messenger next to him immediately held up the colorful flags and waved them in all directions.
The bare loess plateau did not block the view at all. The rebels hiding in various places immediately rushed out after receiving the flag.
The situation changed suddenly, everything happened so suddenly.
The war drums roared and the earth shook. Tens of thousands of people seemed to be conjured out of thin air, running out from every corner and covering the earth in the blink of an eye.
Cao Wenzhao sat on the horse and was stunned when he saw this scene.
When he saw that the mountain pass where he came had been blocked by heavy troops, he knew that he was in danger.
"Speed up and seize Qiutou Town."
Seeing countless cavalrymen from the rebel army coming to kill him, Cao Wenzhao knew that he must not fight in the field.
The soldiers around him were all infantry, and they were no match for the cavalry in the open field.
Only by occupying Qiutou Town and relying on the city fortifications, there is still a chance when reinforcements from all walks of life arrive.
Everyone in the Ming army also knew that life and death was at hand, and they all ran towards Qiutou Town with all their might.
"Uncle, let me stop these thieves."
Cao Dingjiao knew that two legs alone could not outrun the war horse. For this plan, someone must make sacrifices to slow down the attack of the rogue bandits.
Without waiting for Cao Wenzhao's answer, he led his troops to turn around and run towards the oncoming cavalry.
Cao Wenzhao had tears in his eyes, but for the sake of the overall situation, he could only watch his nephew die.
"Hurry! Hurry up! If you want to survive, you have to rush to the town."
Qiutou Town was not far away, and it seemed that we could only enter with a little more effort.
But it is a pity that Li Zicheng has laid a dragnet and will not give him a chance to succeed.
"Kill!
!
! "
Suddenly, a large group of cavalry passed around the town behind Qiutou Town and rushed over from the front.
Not only that, flags were also fluttering in Qiutou Town, and countless infantrymen ran out of the town, lined up and followed the cavalry slowly.
Cao Wenzhao had fought in battles all his life, going through life and death several times, but this time it only made his scalp numb.
Looking around, all the gaps between the valleys seemed to be occupied by rogue bandits.
I don’t know how many people there are, as if a flood is going to completely swallow them up, just a drop in the ocean.
The men and horses of the headquarters led by Cao Dingjiao have disappeared and disappeared among the rogue bandits.
Only the shouts of killing broke through the sky, accompanied by the rolling dust and sand, proving that those people were still fighting.
At this point, Cao Wenzhao had no other choice but to fight tooth and nail.
"Follow me, let's fight our way out."
At the critical moment, Cao Wenzhao's bravery broke out.
He took out his bow and arrows and drew them continuously at the cavalry who came out.
Every time an arrow goes out, a bandit falls to his death.
Seeing that the general's arrows were all fired, the morale of the Ming army soldiers was greatly boosted. They lined up in formation and actually hit the cavalry with their human bodies.
The battle became extremely fierce from the beginning.
The rebels thought that they were so outnumbered that even if they were trampled by war horses, they could kill all the Ming soldiers.
As a result, underestimating the enemy, half of the cavalry in the front group was lost as soon as they met.
After this order, the cavalrymen who followed were all much more cautious and did not dare to charge forward. Instead, they circled around the infantry and kept firing arrows.
However, the range and power of the riding bow are far inferior to those of the walking bow.
The Ming army charged and fought back, but more of the bandits died.
Cao Wenzhao shot all his arrows, took out his weapons and charged forward with his own soldiers.
He is very skilled in martial arts, and no one is his enemy wherever he goes. Large swathes of rogue bandits died, all of them becoming souls killed by his sword.
Li Zicheng could see clearly from a high place and couldn't help but be furious.
"Instruct all ministries to fight to the death and never retreat. Anyone who dares to fight cowardly will be dealt with by military law."
After the strict order, the various branches of the intruder army no longer dared to fish in troubled waters, and they all squeezed towards the center.
Cao Wenzhao killed layer after layer, and the corpses at his feet were piled up like a hill. Because he had no time to put on his helmet, he also suffered many injuries, and his white silk underwear had already been dyed red.
But he couldn't feel the pain, and he still waved the weapon in an effort to find life.
Although the cavalry of the invading army were numerous and commanding, they lost the power of charge because people crowded people and horses crowded horses, which actually affected their combat effectiveness.
If the fight continues, more people may die.
At this moment, the infantry from Qiutou Town rushed to the battlefield.
Seeing that all the departments were in a mess and unable to form a joint force, Liang Yue was really angry.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Let the infantry fight."
The men under his command chanted together with him, finally making the chaotic cavalry wake up.
After fighting for more than an hour, Li Zao, who was leading the cavalry, had lost his will to fight.
Seeing his men continue to die, he even decided to avoid the battle.
Now Liang Yue is willing to step up, which is what he wants.
Following Li Guo's order, the cavalry dispersed, leaving the battlefield to Liang Yue's front camp.
The cavalry troops that looked like copper and iron walls suddenly disappeared, making Cao Wenzhao breathe a sigh of relief.
He thought these bandits were afraid and wanted to escape.
As a result, the sound of uniform footsteps slowly approached, and the spears spread like a forest with no end in sight, making him sigh in despair.
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
Looking at the rogue infantry coming up, Cao Wenzhao knew that he was in trouble this time.
The combat effectiveness of these infantry is far more terrifying than those of scattered cavalry.
But he had no choice but to move forward.
"Form up. As long as we kill them, we can survive."
The remaining infantry of more than a thousand Ming troops followed Cao Wenzhao and crashed towards Liang Yue's main formation.
The battlefield was so chaotic that Liang Yue couldn't tell who Cao Wenzhao was, so he could only fight according to the established plan.
The infantry arrays on both sides quickly collided.
The smell of blood immediately filled the air.
Liang Yue's infantry spears kept stabbing, turning the Ming soldiers into bloody gourds.
The soldiers of the Ming army kept blocking the spears with the weapons in their hands, trying to get together and get closer.
But in the end, there were more people in Liang Yue.
After completing the first wave of attacks, the spearmen in the first row began to retreat, and those in the second row pushed forward.
The Ming army suffered heavy losses in the first wave and needed to take a breath.
Even Cao Wenzhao was scratched on the outside of his thigh, making his body a little unstable.
But at this moment, when the Chuang army was dragging a Ming sergeant on the spear towards the main formation, the soldier became anxious and shouted loudly: "General, save me quickly, come and save me!"
Liang Yue was stunned, looked in the direction of the soldier's wave, and immediately realized something.
He pointed at the panting Cao Wenzhao and shouted loudly: "This is Cao Wenzhao! Capture this man and offer him to the general."
Everyone in the Chu army went crazy when they heard Liang Yue's shouting and saw Cao Wenzhao's crumbling appearance.
The cavalry that had been scattered around also came back.
Countless people and horses from all directions kept squeezing, and the number of the Ming army became smaller and smaller.
Cao Wenzhao was trapped in the formation, fighting with all his strength. The sword in his hand became slower and slower, and his body became weaker and weaker.
Finally, a spear stabbed at him, and he was about to block it with his sword. As a result, the blade of the knife rested on the barrel of the spear and was so shocked that it slid away.
The spear pierced his left shoulder like a poisonous dragon, knocking him back four or five steps in a row.
Cao Wenzhao roared in pain, gritted his teeth, grabbed the barrel of the spear, and pulled it out from his body.
A stream of blood arrows shot out, making his body feel even lighter, his mind felt dizzy, and the world in front of him was no longer so clear.
Cao Wenzhao understood that he had no strength left.
If this continues, he will definitely be captured by these bandits, and then he will be subjected to endless humiliation.
Cao Wenzhao was a good husband. He was upright and never showed mercy when killing thieves. How could he fall into the hands of thieves?
Seeing that there were very few of his men and horses left, none of the reinforcements he had been waiting for came.
Cao Wenzhao grinned bitterly, took one last look at the magnificent country, and struck back violently...
The blade cut his throat with cold light.
The iron tower-like body swayed and fell forward to the ground.
When the rebels around him saw that he had committed suicide, they all looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward.
Although Cao Hu is dead, his power is still there!
