Listening to the heroic words of his generals, Xiang Cai was so satisfied that he urged his horse, whipped his whip, and gave orders loudly.
"The whole army speeds up. If you kill one of the strong people, you will be rewarded with three taels of silver. If you capture one person, you will be rewarded with five taels of silver."
As the saying goes, "There must be brave men under heavy rewards." Under Xiang Chou's reward, the rebels' morale was high, and three thousand men and horses meandered towards the canyon ahead.
A moment later, the rebel forward troops entered the encirclement.
"Firegun Team, shoot!"
Jiang Guanjun gave the order, and the buglers beside him blew the melodious horn.
"Woooooooo..."
As the shrill horns pierced the valley, Chang'an troops who had been lying in wait for a long time emerged one after another, shooting fiercely below with muskets in their hands.
Those who had bows and arrows in their hands used them to shoot randomly. Anyway, the rebels were numerous and mighty, like a colony of ants. There was no need to aim at all. As long as the arrows were shot down, they would hit the target.
Minzhuang, who had no muskets or bows and arrows, raised stones and threw them at the foot of the mountain.
The most indispensable thing on the hillside is stones, ranging from small pebbles to large disc-like boulders. As long as you have enough strength to lift them, nature can provide a steady stream of weapons for the Chang'an Army.
"Kill, kill the rebels!"
"Cum hard, don't let anyone go!"
Accompanied by the deafening shouts of killing and the sudden sound of drums and drums, the Chang'an army on both sides of the valley launched the most ferocious offensive against the rebels at their feet.
The rebels who were suddenly attacked suddenly fell on their backs, suffering numerous casualties and causing chaos in their formation.
"What's going on? Why does the National People's Congress still have fire guns?"
"Their bows and arrows are so accurate. They are so powerful that our armor can't stop them!"
"Oh, I was hit by a stone and my neck was broken..."
"Help, help, I was hit by an arrow, someone come and save me..."
The complacent Xiang Zhao was confused by the sudden attack. While waving a steel knife to dial Diao Ling, he loudly ordered the rebels to counterattack.
"Don't panic, put up your shield to hold me back! Archers, fight back. Anyone who runs and screams and shakes the morale of the army will be killed without mercy!"
Although Xiang Chou tried his best to stabilize the morale of the army, the valley was too narrow. After the shields that had just been erected were hit by rolling stones, the officers and soldiers holding the shields staggered, trampled on each other, and injured their own families.
Jiang Guanjun's eyes were like those of an eagle, and he quickly spotted Xiang Chi riding on a white horse and concluded that this person was the rebel leader.
"Give me the gun!"
Jiang Guanjun asked the soldiers around him for a red tassel gun, walked a hundred feet along the hillside, and quietly came to the top of Xiang Chou's head.
"Go to hell!"
Jiang Guanjun was furious, and with all his strength, he waved his right arm and threw the red tassel gun down hard.
This one-foot-long red-tasseled spear seemed to have eyes, flying down the hillside with the sound of howling wind, fast and urgent, like a swimming dragon falling from the sky.
It was already too late when Xiang Zhao realized it, and he subconsciously raised the weapon in his hand to block. Unexpectedly, the force of the flying spear was too great, and the weapon in his hand made a crisp sound and split into two.
The spear still had its power, and with a "duh" sound it penetrated Xiang Chou's armor, and pierced his heart impartially.
"Well……"
Xiang Zhao wanted to scream in pain, but when he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the mane of the horse sitting under his crotch.
Then, his pupils began to dilate, his limbs became soft and weak, and his whole body no longer obeyed his orders, and he fell upside down from the saddle.
"Oops, General Xiang was shot!"
The rebels immediately fell into chaos. Some people screamed and lost their voices, while others were at a loss.
"Save people quickly. Several shield soldiers are coming here holding large shields to protect the general." The deputy general remained calm in the face of danger, trying to direct the rebels to save people.
But how could Jiang Guanjun give the rebels a chance? He raised a stone the size of a millstone and smashed it down, "Soldiers, focus your fire on where the white horse is!"
A stone weighing three hundred kilograms bounced on the hillside, and finally rolled into the crowd, knocking the rebels off their feet.
Hundreds of archers bent their bows and set arrows, focusing their fire on the rebels who were trying to rescue the general. In an instant, arrows rained down, and countless people fell to the ground after being hit by arrows.
Minzhuang, who had a fire gun in his hand, was not idle either. He held the fire gun and fired a burst of gunfire at the densely packed area. The bullets were as dense as hailstones. When they hit armor or shields, they made a "crackling" sound, but more often than not, A "puff" sound that penetrated flesh and blood.
The second battalion on the right showed its prowess, and the first battalion on the left refused to lag behind.
Jin Zhu held a powerful crossbow and kept shooting into the valley: "Brothers, beat me hard, let these rebels know how powerful our Chang'an Army is!"
Ding Xiao, the commander of the first company, set an example and kept rolling stones down the hillside. Each time, they were big, round bluestones, which made the rebels cry for their fathers and mothers and scream in agony.
"No, General Xiang is dead!"
"General Xiang was killed in battle, brothers are shouting!"
Soon, the news of the death of General Xiang Chou spread among the rebels, and everyone knew about it.
The rebels who were attacked in a hurry were already in disarray. After hearing that their general was killed in battle, they became even more panic-stricken. The news spread from ten to ten, and the rumors became more and more outrageous.
"No, we are ambushed. There are tens of thousands of officers and soldiers ambushed on the hillside."
"No, our base camp was also attacked. General Xiang Fan was killed in the battle, and the entire army of 20,000 people was wiped out!"
"This battle can't be fought, so run away for your life!"
Under the huge casualties, the rebels were in chaos and everyone was in danger. Many people ran away with their heads in their hands. They trampled on each other in panic and trampled to death and injured an unknown number of people.
Seeing that the rebels were beginning to collapse, Jiang Guanjun waved the red flag in his hand and ordered the entire army to pursue them.
"Soldiers, charge down here. Kill whoever you can, and capture whoever you can!"
Zhu Renxia used a firecracker to knock down three rebels. At this moment, he was about to kill. When he heard the horn of charge sounded from the opposite side, he took the firecracker and took the lead.
"Heroes of the Chang'an Army, charge!"
"Charge with me and kill!"
There was a crisp scream from beside him, but it was Jinzhu holding a scimitar, charging at the front like a tiger descending from the mountain.
She was as nimble and agile as an ape, and she rushed down the hillside in the blink of an eye. She was the first person in the army to enter hand-to-hand combat. She was truly a woman who could not be compared to other women.
Accompanied by a "choking" sound of gold and iron clashing, rebels continued to fall under Jin Zhu's scimitar, and in the blink of an eye, five of the enemies had been killed.
"A company of warriors, charge with me!"
Not to be outdone, Ding Xiao wielded his sword and fought bravely to kill the enemy. Wherever the sword light went, rebels continued to bleed and fall to the ground.
"Kill!"
The Second Battalion on the opposite side of the valley also slaughtered down the hillside like a tide. Jiang Guanjun, who was charging at the front, was holding a spear, like a god descending from the earth. Anyone who met him would be stabbed to death with one shot.
Pang Feihong, Xu Le, Hou Jie and others who followed him were all fighting bravely. Everyone was vying for the first place, as if they were robbing money, regardless of their own safety.
Under the leadership of the Qi Jiajun and the Wulongshan bandits, the people who had experienced such a large-scale battle for the first time were also full of confidence and high in fighting spirit. They raised their weapons one after another to chase down the rebels.
After an hour of encounter, the rebels cried for their fathers and mothers after being killed, and were defeated. Countless corpses were thrown over the mountains and plains, and they fled for their lives in a hurry like rats crossing the street with their heads in their hands.
"Disarm without killing!"
The Chang'an army chased and ordered the rebels to surrender. Many of the rebels who could not escape were forced to kneel down and beg for mercy, and raised their hands to surrender.
"Spare your life, we are also forced, but please survive!"
The Art of War says: Know yourself and your enemy and you will be victorious in any battle.
Don't know the enemy but know yourself, one win and one lose.
Don't know the enemy and don't know yourself, one wins and one loses.
General Xiang Tou set an example and perfectly interpreted this principle.
In his eyes, the Chang'an Army was a temporary army formed by mud-legged soldiers, but he ignored that the army he led was also a temporary army formed by farmers, and it only took half a year more to train.
What's more, the team he faced not only had elite soldiers from the Qi Army who had experienced hundreds of battles, but also desperadoes who had been bandits in Tianmen Mountain for many years. They had fought many bloody battles with the officers and soldiers led by the Jiangxi governor, and had rich combat experience.
General Xiang Tou neither knew the details of his opponent nor could he clearly see his own strength. He was blindly arrogant and wanted to eat a fat man in one bite. The final result could only be defeat and death.
This ambush battle finally came to an end after two hours of fighting.
The rebels lost more than 1,100 people in battle, and captured more than 400 people. They also lost their leader Xiang Chou, and the others fled in all directions.
Only seven or eight hundred people were gathered up by the deputy general and went to Xiang Fan. The loss rate exceeded 70%. It could be described as a complete fiasco.
The Chang'an Army, which experienced a war for the first time, only lost more than 20 people, and more than 30 people were injured. The casualty ratio of both sides reached an astonishing 36 to one. This battle can be described as a hearty victory.
