Deng Zilong must have seen how he executed his escaped soldiers.

Chen Mu, who was under the responsibility of the governor, thought this way, holding a sword and wandering behind the formation.

It may not be possible to let him kill the deserter, but orders are often easier than to execute them personally, but they are just easier.

It is even more difficult to execute it personally. The township of the flag army forced the battalion soldiers to charge forward with a spear, deliberately maintaining a distance of more than ten steps, constantly forcing one battalion soldiers who retreated due to timidity.

No one wants to kill anyone, especially Ming Jun, who was eating a pot of rice with him two hours ago.

"If you dare to retreat, you will kill you, charge, and charge!"

Even the local brave men who had never taken the battle became fierce and fierce. They stood up with their spears and were eager to try, and forced back a few escaped soldiers with a harsh and cowardly look on their faces.

There were shouts and howlings everywhere.

The war is in a stalemate.

Chen Mu just understood Deng Zilong's words, "Don't let them see the boat go." The rebels saw it, and Chen Mu also saw it.

At the hundred tigers, they shot their heads with their spears and big shields, and at the conflict between Deng Zilong, they rushed to kill the enemy with their swords. Chen Mu saw that the last rebels in the enemy formation were defeated by Deng Zilong because the front army was defeated by Deng Zilong, the central army kept retreating and pushed them down the beach.

Some people left behind rusty farm tools, left their only weapons, cried and shouted, running while running, and even took off their clothes and swam in despair to catch up with the fleet with the waves, but they could only be beaten back to the shore by the river.

The riots who were fearless and brave enough to face life and death were scared, fearful, panicked and even angered. Without words, their movements and expressions and the riots that even overwhelmed the battlefield could not be hidden from Chen Mu's eyes.

They repeated the delusion of chasing the fleet one by one, stood up one after another from the riverside, returned to the battle formation in despair, and followed the Ming army one after another.

Chen Mu could see clearly that these thousands of rebels were abandoned by their leaders.

"Brother Mu, this, is this?"

Shao Tingda rushed over panting. He led a few cannons from Xinjiang Bridge to the Central Army, and then from Xinjiang Town to the Central Army to the riverside for two sections of the Kung Fu situation was earth-shaking. Seeing Chen Muqi Army pushing the camp soldiers with spears to charge, he thought it was an internal strife, so he paused before he reacted. He turned around and pointed to the fire behind him and said, "Bai Qianhu will leave the fire, everything else is here!"

All of them were here. Chen Mu, who was brave enough to defeat the camp soldiers with his sword, turned around and glanced back. Four Franchise machines and one bowl-mouthed mortar cannons, three wooden boxes, and three wooden boxes with lead bullets, and five cannons were lined up in a row.

This is a big deal!

"The Franc machine pushes back, that thing is not useful. The bowl-mouth cannon, the bowl-mouth cannon is useful!" Chen Mu slapped the back of his head, inserted his sword on the ground and pointed at Baihu Qi who was flipping aside, and said anxiously: "Ruan Chuang, please bring two people to push the frame over! You guys, the Franc machine will send it to Wu Duan and ask him to send someone and reinforcements!"

Deng Zilong's men were almost killed, and they barely blocked the rebels' formation coming to the shore, but they were about to be swallowed up by countless rebels in the future.

The surrender of rebellion is mostly death. Everyone knows that their necks are not heads for the battalions and the garrison flag army, it is a shining silver. Now that the fleet has been transferred by the rebel leader, it has become a battle of back-to-earth. Most of them are dead, but the battle may not be dead - they are all crazy.

The rebels were defeated in normal wars, but the excellent defensive location of Xinjiang tidal flats was becoming a place of death. Xinjiang was carrying water and the boats left the rebels' way for the escape, and there were many people and many people to give up.

If they were still a group of rebels who had just put on their shoes and wanted to make some clothes for themselves when they got off the boat, and now they were two or three thousand barefoot beggars, who could stop them?

Shao Tingda, who was running wildly in the wooden cart, shouted to Chen Mu: "There are no reinforcements, and the rebels on the bridge will be able to bear it, and the leader of the army will be unable to bear it!"

Chen Mu was shocked and turned to look towards the direction of the Central Army of Xinjiang Bridge. There was no central army at this time. He got up at some point when the cannon was fired and stopped roaring. The crooked cannon barrel was almost broken. There were several artillery soldiers who were unknown to life and death lying next to him, but Bai Yuanjie was not seen.

"General Flag, General Flag! Bai Qianhu has an order, the enemy attacked Xinjiang Bridge too fiercely and was unable to rush to help." The flag army sent to report the news rushed back with Fu Yuan, shouting all the way and even running away. "The Qianhu is ready to go into battle in person!"

"How many people are there in Xinjiang Bridge? Wu Duan cannot defend two thousand people?"

Chen Mu widened his eyes, his hideous face was like a beast who chose someone to eat. Then he saw Fu Yuan approaching and whispering: "There are thousands of people, and the bridge is full of swimming under the attacking bridge. The general flag, the humble official, thinks he can't defend it."

Chen Mu glared at Fu Yuan fiercely, and before he could say anything, Shao Tingda shouted loudly: "Brother Mu, you're ready!"

The axe pounded a hole in the wooden cart that could be stuffed into the bowl and cannon. The cannon was filled with big rock bullets and small pebbles, and the gunpowder twist was exposed behind the cart. Shao Tingda pushed the wooden cart and looked over, his eyes wide open and his head was sweating.

"Run in..." Chen Mu pulled out the knife and looked around, raised the knife and shouted forward: "Save Deng Zilong, let's talk about others!"

Forty or fifty township heroes of the flag army protected the two wings of the cannon carriage and rushed towards the place where Deng Zilong fought with the enemy. No one dared to stand in front of the cannon carriage, and no one dared to stand behind the cannon carriage. Just one shot from the wooden carriage may have been shaken away by the recoil.

Chen Mu had no choice. He could not do anything except rush in and pull Deng Zilong out. More and more defeated troops could no longer stop him. Deng Zilong was trapped in the enemy formation and could not retreat even if he wanted to retreat.

There were only more than a hundred soldiers left by Deng Zilong, and there were rebels rushing to attack from all directions. There was no way to see how many enemy troops there were. The subordinates fell down one by one in front of him. The hand holding the knife had collapsed, and several injuries were added to his body.

He once fought against the vicious Japanese pirates and suppressed rebels from all over the country, but perhaps he could not get through the Xinjiang Bridge.

Faced with the huge rebels' decisive battle, even the toughest generals can only be powerless.

"President, reinforcements are coming in!"

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Deng Zilong retreated two steps back and took the position from his battalion soldiers. He turned around and saw Chen Muyang chopping over the rebels at the road. He shouted loudly in front of the fast-advanced vehicles and asked the battalion soldiers along the way to give way, leading the flag army's cannon guards to crash into the formation.

"Deng gave way to the general, and fired fire!"

The cannon carts passed through the dense army in a blink of an eye. Shao Tingda raised fire to ignite the cannons, avoiding far away from the left and right, leaving pebbles to aim at the rebels charging upwards.

Bang!

Boom! Boom boom!

Huge smoke came out of the muzzle, and the big rock bomb was pushed into pieces of pebbles and sprayed them against the face. When several rebels were directly beaten into sieves, the cannon recoil was not surprisingly bombarded the wooden car, shaking the sky with wood chips.

But there was more than one cannon, as if echoing in the mountains, deafening.

In the air behind me, a large number of flying stones roared out in a terrifying and sharp roaring into the rebel formations everywhere, as if they were in a catastrophe.

"The whole people are united, the mountains are shaking!"

The military music was loud with the sound of the sky-shaking cannons in the rear. When Chen Mu heard this roar, he turned back from the chaos army formation. The smoke of gunpowder gradually dissipated on several mountainsides. The generals with a helmet and armor were immediately swung their swords. Countless Ming troops attacked the enemy formation from various long arrays, and were invincible.
Chapter completed!