Zhou Xian nodded. This was the moment he was waiting for. He turned back and ordered loudly: "Li Kai, gather all the flags and gongs in the army together. The flags were inserted at the highest point, and gongs and gongs were beaten hard for me. The momentum was as strong as possible to be used as a suspect soldier, so that the thieves mistakenly thought that a large army had arrived."

Li Kai bowed his hand and ran down upon his order.

Then Zhou Xian bowed his hand to Cao Zhiyao and said, "Cao Guerrilla, please lead 700 soldiers to support the horse and cavalry from the left. I will lead the remaining people to attack from the right and attack the thieves' central army."

Flags were flying, gongs and drums were ringing. Two men and horses divided their troops from the left and right sides and rushed down from the mountain, attacking and rushing towards the flanks of the peasant army led by Luo Rucai. The crowds were surging, and nearly a hundred arrows were shot. The first sergeant fell to the ground first. Zhou Xian held a gun and stabbed a flag-holding soldier down. Then he turned over and shouted loudly: "The whole army moves forward and capture Luo Rucai alive."

Ma Xianglin seemed to be skillful in the army's bows and arrows, wearing armor, dressed in an official army. There were countless flags on the valleys on both sides, fluttering in the wind. Gongs and drums rang out in the sky, and there were still many soldiers hidden behind the mountain. He laughed loudly, "Our reinforcements are here, come forward with me and kill all the thieves." As he said that, he rushed forward with a steel gun in his hand.

Seeing the situation changing drastically, Luo Rucai was a little stunned and muttered to himself: "Where did these dog ladies come out?"

The morale of the peasant army was loose and gradually showed signs of defeat. Wang Guangen, who was next to Huaguansuo, stepped forward and said, "Cao Cao, the official army is powerful, and our army's morale is low. If you keep the green mountains there, you will not have to worry about the lack of firewood. I think, let's retreat first!"

Luo Rucai looked up at both sides and found that his soldiers were surrounded by messy people, without any desire to fight. He couldn't help but sigh, "It's a last resort, we can only withdraw our troops first. Let's look for an opportunity to leave Sichuan with the Eight Kings!" As he said that, he waved his hand and took Wang Guangen, Huiden and others, as well as the eight thousand elite soldiers under his tent, and retreated backwards.

After Zhou Xian, Ma Xianglin and Cao Zhiyao, the formation of the peasant army was already in chaos. At this time, he heard the shrill sound of gold and saw the coach leaving, and he had no desire to fight and fled one after another.

The peasant army retreated hastily, and most of the people retreated along the avenue, and the remaining ones scattered into countless teams and rushed to the mountain path. Most of these peasant army were soldiers from Qin and had extremely fast feet. Zhou Xian and his friends chased for nearly ten miles, but only caught one of their tails and killed nearly a thousand peasant army.

When Zhou Xian saw that Ma Xianglin was still going forward and chased after him, he quickly ordered someone to ring the sound of the gold.

The official army slowly retreated from the pursuit bit by bit, and when everyone returned to the pass, it was already dusk. Later, the results of the battle were counted and nearly 7,000 peasant soldiers, including those killed by Ma Linxiang alone, died here. There were nearly 800 prisoners and countless wealth, weapons and armor.

On Ma Xianglin's side, he originally had 4,500 soldiers, but now only about 1,800 people were left, and most of them were seriously injured. Zhou Xian suffered less losses, only about 150 people were killed in battle, and nearly 300 people were injured, which was about 30%.

Ma Xianglin looked at Zhou Xian and the others in shock and asked in a daze: "You... are just such a few people?"

Zhou Xian nodded and said, "Yes! That's only a little bit. If it weren't for this, I would directly block the valley entrance there so that none of these thieves could escape. I was worried that chasing them at this moment would make the bandits find that our troops were insufficient. Therefore, I hope that the horses and cavalry could forgive their crimes."

Ma Xianglin waved his hand and said, "If it weren't for you, my life would be lost here today. What crime would you forgive? But since your troops are so insufficient, why should you follow me to pursue the thief army!"

Zhou Xian smiled and said, "If you don't chase them, they will definitely find that we are short of troops at the first time. Only by chasing them all the way and rushing them, they will mistakenly think that there are countless troops chasing them in the back. As long as they escape from this valley, they will no longer be able to see the situation here. They cannot figure out the reality of our army, and we will be safe."

Ma Xianglin is six feet tall, and according to the current saying, he is more than 1.8 meters tall. He is brave and brave. The only flaw is that his left eye is injured and blind, and only his right eye is intact. At first, because he likes to ride a white horse, wear white armor, hold white guns, and likes to ride alone to fight, he is known as Zhao Zilong in the army. After his eyes are blind, he is called a one-eyed horse or one-eyed horse. Because his mother's light is too strong, he looks a little overshadowed. But in fact, he is good at martial arts and calligraphy, so he cannot be said to be a handsome man, but at least he is a good general.

He immediately understood his worries and intentions when he heard Zhou Xian say this. He stepped forward and patted Zhou Xian on the shoulder and laughed: "You kid, you are so good. If you give time, you will definitely become a famous general."

At this time, Cao Zhiyao came from a distance, holding two pieces of roasted horse meat in his hand. He handed it to Ma Xianglin and Zhou Xian and said, "Ma Piqi, the captain Zhou, have been fighting for a day, let's eat something first!"

Ma Xianglin took it and said to Cao Zhiyao: "Thank you Cao Guerrilla."

Cao Zhiyao said with surprise: "Ma Piqi, you remember it below."

Ma Xianglin smiled and said, "How come you can't remember? Didn't we defeat Zhang Zhe in Sanhuangling last time together? At that time, I remember you holding a tiger-mouthed sword, but you were brave and cruel! My mother was also present at that time, and I can praise your performance!"

Cao Zhiyao looked surprised and said a very humble word.

After eating, Zhou Xian looked at Ma Xianglin and said, "Ma Piqi, why are you here? Are you here to block the thief army?"

Ma Xianglin shook his head and said, "After Deputy General Zhang died in battle, my Baigang soldier was defeated again. My mother originally planned to call the remaining 20,000 Baigang soldiers stationed in the rear from Xidong to come to Fuguan to completely defeat the bandit army. However, Governor Shao refused because there was no ready-made food in the warehouse. Even after my mother suggested that she was willing to provide half of the food and salary, and only half of the food required by the officials, he was still unwilling to agree. My mother had no choice but to lead the remaining Baigang soldiers to help Governor Shao defend. Later, her soldiers found that there were bandit army nearby. My mother asked me to lead my troops out of the village and explore around to find out where the bandits were?"
Chapter completed!