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Dozens of Great Western soldiers cautiously walked onto the pontoon bridge, and more than 100,000 troops behind them were silent, all holding their breath and watching, everyone knew in their hearts that if they could cross the river, they would be able to escape. If they couldn't cross the river, and no one else would have to fight them, more than 100,000 people would have to starve to death.

Such a pontoon bridge that is related to victory or defeat, about the life and death of more than 100,000 people, Qin Mu actually kept it, everyone knows that there must be a mystery in it, but they all have a fluke, hoping that there is really no problem with the pontoon bridge, so that they can cross the river safely.

The big black flag at the north bridge was still waving in the wind, looking so mysterious and cold.

On the river, the boat had already approached the north bank and stopped under a tall willow.

Liuyang River originates at the northern foot of Dawei Mountain, along the way through the forest and wading streams, nine bends, the waves roll thousands of piles, the two banks of the beautiful peaks such as the screen, the secluded forest is deep, the scenery is charming. But now, only the north shore is still beautiful;

The mountains within a radius of twenty or thirty miles on the south bank have almost been burned out, and the fire is still spreading in the distance, and the wood that has been uprooted and bridged nearby may not be found, and the more than 100,000 people of the Great Western Army are counting on this pontoon bridge in front of them to cross the river.

The dozens of Onishi soldiers walked to the middle of the pontoon bridge in fear, and a few people in front suddenly let out a burst of exclamations, as if they had seen a ghost, and retreated again and again.

The hundred households who led the team hurriedly scolded: "What are you panicking about? What's going on? ”

"Fire oil, it's all poured on this side"

The hundred households hurriedly rushed forward to take a look, and sure enough, the north side of the pontoon bridge was sprinkled with fire oil, and if it encountered an open flame, I am afraid that it would immediately burn and be difficult to extinguish. While sending people back to the south bank and reporting to Zhang Xianzhong, he led people to speed up his pace and run to the north bank to take a look. I found that the grass near the bridgehead on the north side was also drenched with fire oil, and if I looked closely, I could even see many fuses extending into the ground, presumably with explosives planted underground

Oh, my God! This is clearly a dead land, once detonated, don't want to leave a whole corpse, the dozens of Great Western troops who came to check were shocked, and fled back to the south bank with a bang.

At this time, except for Ye Bianzhou on the north shore, there was still no figure in sight, and it was so quiet that it was frightening, full of strange feelings.

Qin Mu took off the hat on his head and said with a smile: "Lady." Your song "Liuyang River" scared off 100,000 soldiers, which is enough to be passed on through the ages! ”

The red lady has already learned how scoundrel Qin Mu is, the more he calls the word lady, the more smooth he is, and the red lady can't really kill him, you send a fire, he changes his words once, and then he changes back to "lady".

"Did they retire? Less gold on your face, people have crossed the river. ”

"Ugh. There are really people who are not afraid of death, so let's go. Qin Mu said and took the red lady ashore, and soon disappeared on the north bank.

This pontoon bridge was the only hope for the Great Western Army to cross the river, and they had little food and grass left. If you can't cross this river, the army will collapse, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of you. Zhang Xianzhong can only break through.

As soon as he gave the order, Yin Xianmin, the former general of Huguang, rushed onto the pontoon bridge with more than 10,000 troops, and at this moment. The golden drums in the north sounded in unison, black flags were erected, and groups of Qin troops quickly appeared on the north shore as if they came out of the ground, and everyone's faces were painted with black oil paint, which was hideous and fierce, and it made people feel frightened.

Yin Xianmin led the men and horses to run across the pontoon bridge, Liu Meng and the five hundred veterans of Ganzhou immediately forced up, this is to give the Great Western Army a dismount, five hundred people with the shield as the wall, stepping on the sonorous pace, advancing to the bridge, for a while swords and guns are like a forest, the sound of killing is deafening;

The Great Western Army that rushed across the bridge was forced to retreat, either hacked to death, or forced into the river, and the pontoon bridge was full of the Great Western Army, but they could not rush ashore and could only do it in a hurry, watching their companions in front fall one after another.

The five hundred Qin troops were like a meat grinder on the north bank of the pontoon bridge, and the Great Western Army that rushed from the pontoon bridge was like a meat strip stretched into the meat grinder, and a batch of people were strangled, and soon the bridgehead was filled with corpses, and the clear Liuyang River was gradually dyed red with blood and became a red river.

Under Zhang Xianzhong's strict order, no matter how many fell in front of the Great Western Army, it still went forward one after another, regardless of casualties, rushing to the north bank, shouting, fighting, crashing, and war drums, making both sides of the Liuyang River boiling.

The Great Western Army on the pontoon bridge could not directly participate in the battle, so they used bows and arrows to scatter, but the casualties caused to the Qin army were extremely limited, and the corpses at the bridgehead were paved layer after layer, and it was difficult to even stand, so the five hundred Qin troops began to slowly retreat, leaving more space, and more Great Western troops rushed ashore, which greatly boosted morale.

Zhang Xianzhong was worried, seeing that there were less than 1,000 men and horses rushing to the north bank, and the Qin army only invested 500 people to fight, and there were still more than 10,000 troops who had not joined the fierce battle, and the reality that the pontoon bridge had been poured with fire oil was like a needle in his heart, and now the only way was to let more men and horses rush over and strangle with the Qin army, so that the Qin army could not even lead the explosives buried in the storm.

"Rush, rush over!" Zhang Xianzhong yelled while personally beating the drum to cheer for the former army.

More and more Great Western troops rushed across the pontoon bridge, from 3,000 to 5,000, from 5,000 to 10,000, and the Qin army also retreated farther and farther, under the command of Yin Xianmin, most of the Great Western Army rushed up to fight with the Qin army, and some of them dug near the bridgehead to dig up the explosives buried in the ground by the Qin army, but when they dug up, they found that the bottom was either empty, or it was an urn of poisonous snakes, and only a very few were real explosives.

The Great Western Army, which dug out the poisonous snakes, was miserable, and threw the urn after being bitten, and after the urn broke, it was all over the ground with poisonous snakes swimming away, frightening others to scream and avoid, and it became a pot of porridge.

At this moment, the Qin army lowered twenty or thirty fireboats from the upstream, like huge torches floating down with the flowing water.

"Quickly pull the fireboat, stop it quickly" The general of the Great Western Army on the pontoon shouted in horror, but how to stop so many fireboats? Although there is no shortage of water-based haode people in the Great Western Army, the whole ship is a huge fireball, which cannot be approached at all, and no matter how good the water-based is, it is useless.

The fireboat quickly crashed into the pontoon bridge with the flowing water, and the Great Western Army on the pontoon bridge was forced to jump into the water one after another to survive, and the downstream river surface was like a dumpling in an instant.

Zhang Xianzhong's worst fear happened, the pontoon bridge was originally poured with fire oil, and it was ignited by the fire boat that hit it in an instant, and the river was like a fire dragon on one side, which was shocking, and the more than 10,000 rebels who rushed across the north bank turned pale one by one, and the connection with the south bank was cut off, and they were also equivalent to falling into death.

"Rush, rush, or everyone will die here." Yin Xianmin, who immediately came to the north shore with more than 10,000 people, roared and took the lead in rushing towards the Qin army, but by this time the fire had spread to the shore;

The grass near the bridgehead on the north bank was also poured with fire, but at this time it burned brightly, detonating the explosives buried in the ground from time to time, and the rumbling explosions came and went, and many of the clothes on the body of the Great Western Army were ignited, and became burning people, screaming and rolling on the ground continuously, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, some rushed into the river and extinguished the fire with the river water, and some were blown up in the air, and the stumps were flying;

The rebels on the south shore who were separated by the fire watched the miserable scene on the north shore as if they were standing in heaven and looking at hell, and the smell of barbecued meat wafted from the north bank.

At the beginning, Zhang Xianzhong knew that this pontoon bridge was a cup of poison, but he was like a hungry and thirsty person, knowing that there was poison in front of him, but he still couldn't help but drink it in one gulp;

Now the poison is out, the death is very miserable, it is too miserable, more than 10,000 horses and horses were either burned to death, blown up, or became prisoners of the Qin army, the head of Yin Xianmin, the former general soldier of Huguang, was quickly hung on a bamboo pole and erected on the north bank, and the Great Western Army on the south bank looked inside, and a sad mood of rabbit death and fox permeated everyone's hearts

This battle was like a blow to the 100,000 Western Army, shattering the luck in their hearts, and it also made Zhang Xianzhong feel painful.

"Qin Mu, I, Zhang Xianzhong, will not kill you, and I will not be a man." Endless anger burned in Zhang Xianzhong's heart, and he shouted: "Dingguo, you immediately select all the soldiers of the army who know the water, and swim across the north shore in several places under the cover of night tonight. ”

"Yes, Father."

"Li Zhaoguang, you immediately send someone to find wood, and after Dingguo goes ashore to contain the enemy army, you can rebuild the pontoon bridge as soon as possible."

Li Zhaoguang looked around blankly, Qin Mu was ruthless, setting fires everywhere, and the surrounding twenty or thirty miles burned cleanly, he said hesitantly: "King"

"Huh? Do you want to disobey? Send someone to find it, no matter how big the fire is, it is impossible to burn all the wood, so why don't you find it quickly! ”

"Yes, my lord."

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(To be continued......)